Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

How can I laugh? I told her my reasoning. The opponents are super organizations on a global scale. As long as they use a little means, even their own governments will treat us as enemies. It's a big deal to think about.

"But I did see it. You are laughing, Achuan, it must be different from what your mouth says, do you think it is interesting?"

"Fun?"

"Isn't this kind of plot often performed in the movie? Being a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, fighting against the world, repeatedly escaping arrests, and finally destroying the evil organization. It is too romantic and exciting."

Looking at Fu Jiang's arrogant and excited look, I thought I would utter a meaningless lament, but I was accidentally infected by her. I felt that as long as the two were together, I wouldn't be afraid of ruining Tian Tian. Perhaps the same factors as her were hidden in my blood, and they awakened inexplicably at the moment they met her. They resonated, attracted each other, and gradually became crazy.

Maybe Fu Jiang had already noticed this, so she chose me.

She is a smart woman who does not need to cool down.

After, she raised the most critical question. Who cast the seeds of wild grass? Who changed the school's old toilet into a singular point? Who is against the people behind the scenes? What are the reasons for this confrontation? Is it another accident?

There are three candidates in my mind.

The first one is to help us escape the mysterious reinforcements hunted by the goat union after fighting with the demon possessed by Saki Ye. But judging by the time of its appearance, the chance is not great.

The second one was the "Internet Ball" which responded last night, and the timing of its appearance was too coincidental.

The third ... is an impression but very vague existence.

The inexplicable confession to me, and then completely forgotten by other students and teachers.

Couldn't think of her anyway. It was like a sandy beach that was constantly washed away by the tide. The former sand castle became wreckage and gradually lost its subjective outline.

What did she do? What did you say?

Extraordinary stories, abnormal changes.

That day, when I used to pass by Misaki's class, I looked for Misaki and Morino with my eyes.

Not talking about Misaki, not even Morino.

Stood behind the door for a while, she came over and asked who I was looking for. I said to find Morino, so she told me that Morino did not come to class, and there were more than ten people absent from school. That can be said to be the beginning of a series of tragedies later.

I was surprised and asked where she got the news. Because of the intelligence of this scale that even this girl knows, I have no reason not to know.

She explained that it was overheard from the staff office.

Then, she confessed to me.

Couldn't forget her calm expression at the time.

Was only surprised at the time, but in retrospect, her tone and expression were too bland, just like telling a story of known results.

Is she? Or was she just an accident?

If is really her, where does she belong?

She left inexplicably, leaving only interesting puzzles.

I seem to be able to see a pair of chessboards intersecting with each other, but on this chessboard I can't see the real chess player. The pieces move, following a certain trajectory, like a chess puppet whose hands are moved by silk threads. Therefore, I am more willing to believe that the generation and direction of this game are not intentional by human beings, but are accumulated by accident. It is not that human beings are deliberately going to the end, but that an irresistible hand of God is playing with everything.

Although we have n’t seen the wanted notice, the Morning News and Morning News did n’t spend too much time on the major murders that happened last night. I think this should be the government's refusal to focus on it in order to avoid panic, but it has already taken action privately.

For the sake of insurance, Fujiang and I decided to find a remote warehouse or abandoned house as a place to live. However, it is difficult to know. Although I am a local, I have no idea where this ideal place is in the surrounding area. I don't know how to get this information.

Fujiang found several telephones for renting a house, but the other party unanimously requested formal procedures.

Seeing that the plan to find a settlement had just died, she said sullenly:

"Find someone who is not interested in the family, and you can't control the owner."

Is indeed a good way, but as far as my personal emotions are concerned, this kind of robber behavior is really a tactic.

Until the evening appointment, I didn't find any other way, so I promised Fu Jiang that the negotiation with the "Internet Ball" was over, and she adopted her approach.

"I hope there is good news." With this expectation, I withdrew from the room with Fu Jiang, got on the taxi with Misaki, and walked to the appointed place after getting off the bus halfway.

Actually, I also understand that even after taking away the devil in Misaki's body, she can't just return to normal life. The goat union's people will stare at her like a fly. This time, the house was burnt down by Shirai, and it is a blessing that parents are not in luck. Once the parents come back, they will be coerced.

The solution is to go to Chen Cang and go away with his parents. Otherwise, the goat union ’s stronghold in the city must be completely destroyed, and ensure that it will not resurrect.

My situation is almost the same as that of Misaki, facing a rather embarrassing multiple choice question ~ www.readwn.com ~ but I can only accept Fu Jiang's response that "the boat is naturally straight from the bridgehead."

The appointed place was a small street with no impression on me. In order to find out where it was, I spent a lot of time to ask.

Because I made preparations in advance, when I arrived at the destination, I just stepped on the tail of the agreed time.

It was a shop with rolling doors. The shops in this row have been closed, the whole street is shrouded in the dim light of the dilapidated street lights, there is no one, full of uneasy and horrifying atmosphere, quark flew out of the gloomy shadow with a hurry, and the ground spread and deformed The shadow is like a monster.

I was sure that this was the place, and I stepped forward to knock on the door.

Someone came, and the sound stopped behind the door. It seemed that a line of sight fell on me through the rolling door.

"Who are you looking for?" The man asked in English, the voice of a man.

"Internet ball." I said.

"who are you?"

"Quark." I said the net name for contact.

The unlock sound sounded behind the door, and then the roller shutter door rose, and the bright light leaked from the bottom of the foot. The quark fell on my shoulder, and I looked back as if I felt something behind me. There was nothing, and the shadow of our group became surprisingly large under the drag of the lights, covering the shop door behind.

I turned around and the roller shutter door had risen to a height.

The man who opened the door was holding a cigarette and was a red-haired blond foreigner, wearing a denim suit and a pair of holsters hung from the waist. The obvious unruly temperament made him look like the real cowboys in the descriptions of movies and novels. .

The alert eyes fell on us one by one, and then he waved and said in a very plain tone:

"come in."