Heresy Authority, Trial Chamber.
There was no one around on the white marble execution round platform.
At the center of the execution platform is Cen Bu, who is bound by his hands tied with handcuffs and ankle chains. He sits quietly on the round table seat, raised his head and looked at Lu Yizhan, who had been put on the uniform of the first detachment in front of him, still in his mood. Laughing at Lu Yizhan: "How long have you been wearing this."
"The return of the prophet, for such a well-known thing, won't the Heresy Authority make a new order for it?"
Lu Yizhan put on his gloves in silence. He took the gun from the execution platform, raised it and pointed it at Cen Bu, and took a deep breath: "At 6:7 in the afternoon, heresy 0009 will be tried in the wounding incident."
"Judge the heresy name, not on behalf of the hunter Cen."
"Judge, Lu Yizhan, reinstated as detachment captain three hours ago."
"No heretical Cen, please answer me—" Lu Yizhan looked straight into Cen Bu's eyes. His eyes had never been so cold and sharp. "Did you hurt or kill innocent people in the game?"
"Did you have the desire to do evil with him in the process of containing Daniel heresy?"
"Did you play the role of the coercion in this murder, indulging the clown and hurting Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng who have never done anything bad?"
"Is it possible to prevent a tragedy from happening at certain moments, but for my obsession, I have to condemn innocent people as sinners in order to vent my grievances and anger from others who have not saved so many world lines?"
"Whether in the process of reincarnation, has been dazzled by hatred, the purpose is no longer to save but to become vengeance, and it is no longer possible to reasonably see the humans and heretics around them and distinguish their boundaries—"
"—Here 0009, as far as it is concerned, have all become the targets of future executions?"
Cen didn't avoid looking away from Lu Yizhan, he replied: "Yes."
"I should have killed me long ago, Lu Yizhan."
"Don't irritate me." Lu Yizhan's tone has emotional ups and downs, "I will not kill for my own emotions, I will only be judged for the wrong things."
"Two victims, Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng."
"Two severely injured victims, Tang Erbeat, Liu Jiayi."
"I want to know what they did in this game, why they got hurt, why are they seriously injured, what role do they play in this game?"
"I missed a person." Cen didn't raise his head, he said calmly, "Bai Liu."
Lu Yizhan's pupils shrink.
He had a foreboding... He would really shoot this shot today.
Cen said unorganizedly and clearly: "I started to contain Daniel into the meeting, just to shatter the soul of this world line Bailiu. Leaving this will make me white. It is no longer possible to stand on my side. I have to rely on it. I killed Bai Liu myself, but I was required by the rules of the game not to directly interfere with Bai Liu's life, so I chose a compromise and completely solved the problem—"
"That is to get Daniel into the meeting."
"But it's impossible for Daniel to shoot Bai Liu." Lu Yizhan retorted calmly, "This plan is full of loopholes."
"Yes." Cen looked at Lulu Station not calmly, "I told him that as long as the power is strong enough and the value is high enough, the godfather can see that he will definitely choose to come and look for it."
"—And the best thing to do to prove your own strength is to defeat the godfather."
"As long as the godfather who won in the game clears the people around him, he will definitely come to look for him."
"I'm trying to induce Daniel to kill. I know that as long as Bai Liu moves the people around Bai Liu, Bai Liu will definitely act on Daniel in reality. As long as Bai Liu acts on Daniel, any innocent person around Daniel is implicated and killed by Bai Liu, then It must be impossible to let him go anymore."
"And Daniel's family, if they want to do something against him, they will definitely involve others. As long as Bai Liu does something, he will have a way back."
"This is the plan I started."
"From the status quo." Cen Bui even smiled sarcastically, "The plan is executed well."
Lu Yizhan was silent for a moment: "What did you do in the game?"
Cen didn’t raise his head. He looked at the landing station with a cold expression on his face: “I shut Bai Liu into the Sinner’s Well, and watched when the clown shot and killed, delaying time to obey, so that his skill Soul Shattering Gun could be used. Keep cd."
"—Liu Jiayi and Tang Er were seriously injured, but Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng died."
"These..." Lu Yizhan took two deep breaths, his voice trembling slightly, "Is it the original purpose or the result of unintentional?"
Cen Bu was quiet for a long time this time. He looked at Lu Zhizhan with his bright yellow eyes, with a calm tone:
"It was the purpose of my beginning and the result of my cause. I seek benevolence and benevolence."
"I fully meet the standards of the trial, let's execute the sentence, Lu Yizhan."
Lu Yizhan held the gun. He watched Cen quietly for a short time, and saw that his eyes were red. Then he gritted his teeth and broke the gun's insurance: "Here is 0009, the trial is over."
"The trial turned out to be guilty."
Cen did not close his eyes.
In the game.
When the monster was slaughtered and the level was about to be cleared, Bai Liu looked at Daniel who was about to jump up with joy, and said with a chuckle: "Daniel, would you like to make a deal with me?"
"Of course I do!" Daniel turned around excitedly, "Godfather, what deal are you going to do with me?"
"I said, tonight, I can kill Phoebe and get the whole family, if you want, I am willing to give the whole family to..."
"Oh, it's not right!" Daniel quickly refuted himself. He looked at Bai Liu with shining eyes. "It's a transaction, isn't it? I know the godfather's rules. I must use banknotes to trade! You can't give it away!"
"Then Godfather, you can just give me a dollar!"
"For only a dollar, I will sell the entire Hinchimani family to you!" Daniel said.
"No, the family I don't want." Bai Liu said in a flat tone, "The soul I want."
Daniel was stunned, and he quickly jumped up ecstatically: "Of course you can!"
"When shall we trade!"
Bai Liu: "Just now."
"Okay!" Daniel knelt on the ground religiously. He raised his head, his eyes were full of cautious anticipation, like a child expecting his father to touch his forehead and praise himself for usefulness, "I am totally willing , Dedicated the soul to the godfather."
"Points?" Bai Liu looked at him and asked briefly, "Can you?"
"Of course!" Daniel cherishly took the points coins Bai Liu handed him, put them away, then raised his head, "showing" a bright smile, "This is the best gift I have received. NS."
"Really?" Bai Liu lowered his eyes, his eyes were blocked by long eyelashes, and he couldn't see clearly. "I want to play a game with him."
[System Tip: Player Bailiu uses the player Daniel’s system panel and uses the opponent’s personal skills—(Soul Fragment Gun)]
Bai Liu took out his sniper rifle, and aimed the muzzle that gradually condensed the green light at the dazed Daniel. Bai Liu had all emotions in his eyes: "This game is—"
"—I will shoot into the sky, and the bullet will fall back to the ground based on the judgment. This shot may kill."
Daniel was "confused" and "confused": "Godfather?"
But he quickly accepted Bai Liuhui's move to shoot him. He just shrugged his shoulders with a slight regret and closed his eyes: "If the godfather thinks killing me this game is very interesting."
"The godfather will kill me."
"I'm just the property of the godfather, and of course the godfather has the right to dispose of me at will. I won't be confused about where I am like those fools."
Bai Liu turned the muzzle back again, and the sniper rifle became a miniature toy in the process of turning it. He put the gun back into Daniel's hand.
The muzzle condensed into a bullet and aimed at Bai Liu. Bai Liu looked at Daniel whose expression became horrified in an instant, and then lowered his eyes and said softly, "--it might kill me, too."
"This shot is coming, guess this shot—"
"Will it kill, or kill me?"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The gunfire in the court and the game sounded almost at the same time, and stopped at the same time.
Bai Liu logged out of the game, Lu Yizhan took off his blood-stained gloves, they all stopped, and then continued to move forward.
The white pigeons on the edge of the courtroom that were started by gunshots flew into the sky, and the flowers hit by the guests from the Sinchmani family from the corner of the stairs fell to the ground. , The scattered white of the pigeon, at the end of the gunshot, merged into the color of blood.
Behind Bai Liu came the horrified screams of the guests:
"Daniel shot himself'suicide'!"
Cen, who was sitting on a chair behind Lu Yizhan, fell slowly. Lu Yizhan covered his eyes and slowly adjusted his breathing, recalling the last words Cen had said to him:
[Brother. 】
[Only to accompany here on the last world line. 】
[It's me who broke my promise. 】
It should be buried on the sixth day after the semi-finals.
Mu Ke’s funeral was "fucked" by his housekeeper. The "fuck" was done lavishly, but I don’t know why, so don’t do it fast. Moreover, from beginning to end, Mu Ke’s parents all showed their faces, and the housekeeper was straightforward. When asking about Mu Ke's life matters, I was looking for Bai Liu, such as what Mu Ke liked to eat, what to wear, where he liked to go to play, and what he did during his lifetime.
Bai Liu asked why.
The housekeeper wiped his tears and said sadly: "Mu Shao's father was ready for Mu Shao's death a long time ago. When Mu Shao was a few years old, Mu Shao's father had prepared this set of burial equipment and procedures. Use it, now Mu Shaozhen...use it right away."
"At least what Mu Shao likes and hates, except you, I don't know who to ask. Mu Shao and his parents are not close. Mu Shao's parents don't know what he likes and hate. You are one of the few people he has had close contacts with. , I can only ask you."
Mu Sicheng's funeral was basically "fucked" by Bai Liu's hands, but it was all "fucked" to the end before Mu Sicheng's parents appeared in a hurry.
Mu Sicheng’s parents met with Bai Liu and ate twice. They thanked him and said that they would settle the funeral expenses with him and give him red envelopes. Bai Liu refused, but it seemed that the two parents had just taken care of it. At the same time, Bai Liu, who had organized two funerals, was an employee of the funeral department. He must give Bai Liu a red envelope, and he must "fuck" his son's funeral.
But there is still the meaning of taking over the "operation" of the funeral process of Shepherd Sicheng.
Bai Liu realized something, he accepted the money politely, and said that if there was any major event, the two could go back and wait until the funeral.
Mu Sicheng's parents let out a sigh of relief, they just cried, and their teary faces "showed" that obvious relaxed and relieved expression, as if they were leaving behind some big baggage: "We work very hard. Busy, I'm really going to do it for him. We have enough money here, and the budget is less than 20,000 yuan. You look at it and do it well. I will definitely do a good job for my son."
Bai Liu agreed and quietly watched the parents leave.
He could feel that Mu Sicheng's parents felt sad for Mu Sicheng, but the sadness was so shallow, it made Bai Liu wonder if it was normal for them to feel sad, and I was sad like this. Is it abnormal, is it a mental patient or a monster, that is so sad for his friend's sadness to the point of revenge and no peace
Maybe he really has always been a monster.
But the monster is only white at this moment. It turns out that the tearful feelings between people can be so shallow.
Mu Ke’s parents have also come to see him. The pair of parents, who are both very delicate and elegant, sat opposite Bailiu with restraint and dignified. While crying restrained, they expressed their sadness implicitly, thanking him for taking care of Mu Ke. Bai Liu, who was distracted, didn't remember exactly what he was talking about.
Bai Liu only remembers to look at the boy who is not much younger than Mu Ke sitting next to them. His eyes are a little dull, and his appearance is somewhat similar to Mu Ke, but unlike Mu Ke, he always smiles when he looks at him. Qian don't be gentle, but looked at him with a little fear.
Or maybe, the way he looks at him at the moment is scary.
"Mr. Bai Liu?" Mu Ke's father soon noticed Bai Liu's sight. His scalp was a little numb and he blocked his illegitimate son, with a weak tone, "Excuse me, what's the matter with you looking at Mu Ke's younger brother? "
"He is Mu Ke's younger brother?" Bai Liu drank his mouth, as if gossiping about everyday, his tone was calm, "Why have I never heard Mu Ke mention it?"
Mu Ke's parents paused in embarrassment, and then Mu Ke's father cleared his throat and said: "We also have a suitable person here to give a speech, just in time for Mu Ke's younger brother to go up and give Mu Ke a eulogy."
"At that time, many people from our side will come, and take this opportunity to introduce Mu Ke's younger brother to everyone. There is also a suitable opportunity before..."
Oh, that's what it meant to come to him.
Bai Liu suddenly realized.
It turned out to be a stepping stone to use Mu Ke’s funeral to announce to someone the new heir to the Mu family. The world declared Mu Ke, the eldest son of a heart disease who had dragged them down to twenty-five years, is already there. Now standing in front of them is a brand new one. , Healthy, not unstable, and heir to the Mu family who will not die young, and hope that his friend of Mu Ke will be acquainted and don't do anything.
Bai Liu put down the water cup and raised his eyes to look at the younger brother: "If we let him appear at Mu Ke's funeral."
"I can make Mu Ke's funeral become his funeral."
Bai Liu said lightly in the horrified eyes of Mu Ke's parents: "Now I have two funerals in my hands."
"—I don't mind more." Bai Liu said gently with a smile.
It was the part of Mu Ke's brother's speech that was cancelled.
On the day of the funeral, early in the morning, in the internal hospital of the Heresy Administration.
Bai Liu stood in the corridor, looking at Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi lying on the bed in the ward. They were all wearing ventilators. They were in the critically intensive wards on both sides of the corridor. There were a lot of testing equipment around them, and their bodies were covered with various kinds of testing equipment. Lines and magnetic sheets, blood pressure and heartbeat are sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, with a ventilator on his face, and frowning brows. With uneven breathing, mist is sprayed onto the ventilator, which looks faint.
With the help of Su Chao, Bai Liu also transferred Liu Jiayi to the hospital inside the Heresy Administration Bureau. This was also a reason that Hongtao could not detect.
"Already in a coma for almost a week." Su Chao and Bai Liuqi were standing in the corridor, and he looked worriedly, "Why are you still awake."
"Is it attacked by some heresy and hurt so badly?"
-Bai Liu said to Su Chao that both Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi were attacked by heretics, and Su Chao also suspected that they had indeed detected a considerable amount of pollution on their bodies.
After visiting Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi, Bai Liu was about to set off for the funeral. The location of Mu Sicheng and Mu Ke's cemetery was also helped by Su Chao. He said it was like this—
"The Heresy Authority often has casualties, so it has a good relationship with the developers of many cemeteries." Su Chao smiled helplessly, "I think I can still use this relationship."
"I thought that only people from the Heretic Administration would need to keep in touch with the tomb realtor."
When Bai Liu left the hospital, the sky was already overcast. He wore a black suit, and only put a white paper flower on his chest. It was exposed for the funeral, in order to prevent the rain from getting wet. A paper flower, Bai Liu took a black long-handled umbrella to the cemetery.
He was very prescient with an umbrella, and it was raining halfway through the funeral.
The people attending the funeral began to make noises. The first complaints were Mu Sicheng's parents. Their complaints were very small, but Bai Liu heard them.
"... Why is it done?"
"Have you reported the funeral bill? How much did it cost?"
"It's a lot..."
"Don't talk about it, just this time, you won't have to pay Musi dozens of living expenses in the future, just give him the money in advance."
"Fortunately, when we found out that Mu Si stole something, we were already thinking about test tubes..."
"Eh, that's it, we don't owe him anything, don't join us in the next life, fate."
Bai Liu was standing in the rain holding a long-handled umbrella, with drops of water hanging on her long eyelashes, and slowly lifted it up.
The discussion immediately began with Mu Ke’s parents. Their faces were sad and they were crying, but they had a strange sense of relief when they spoke:
"... Kerr is a good boy, so much."
"But it's better to go, and he doesn't have to be tortured when he leaves."
"We don't need to be tortured anymore."
"Good for everyone."
Bai Liu raised his eyes, his tone was flat, through the rain curtain, there was a kind of vague and unpredictable chill:
"In this funeral, there is no need for a third person besides the one to feel relief from their death."
"If so, please leave."
The funeral was solemn, and Bai Liu, a friend with an unpredictable background, made some people feel a little jealous of him. Mu Sicheng’s parents bowed their heads anxiously and left. Mu Ke’s parents wanted to stay. Er, I'll do it a bit longer, but under Bai Liu's gaze, he left with a numb scalp.
In the center of the two tombstones that have been placed, only a white willow holding a long umbrella is left.