"You're fucking undercover," Scalpel was furious when he heard the gunshots in the pipeline, "You brought the black panther!"
Shi Shanyan lifted his foot and kicked the iron gate: "The dog came by the smell!"
7-004 was still some distance away from the iron gate. He raised his finger and signaled that the team members threw the Void. The virtual incendiary bomb fell near the iron gate and was blocked by Shi Shanyan's closed door. It exploded fire waves in the pipe, and the space inside also lit up for a few seconds.
The scalpel raised the gun again, but the muzzle was covered by Yan Junxun's hand.
The memory images in Yan Junxun's head are being superimposed, like a fast-flipping comic strip, Jiang Lian, Joker, Fu Chenghui and all the people he remembers are rapidly switching images. He squeezed out the words in the chaotic murmur: "Don't shoot..."
"Who the hell are you," Park Lin waved his flashlight, "who are we getting along with?!"
"Shi Shanyan," Shi Shanyan pulled out the steel rod on the side and inserted it into the iron gate, "We have already introduced each other."
"But that's not what the shelter's receiver said," Park Lin's white T had turned gray, and he raised his hand to wipe his sweat, "We found the last message from the berthing area at the end, one of which was 7-001 is dead!"
"Really?" Shi Shanyan took a half step back and kicked the door violently when the Panthers tried to open it, "Then he's already dead."
"Isn't it?" Park Lin was going crazy, "Can you give me a detailed explanation! Are you a ghost?"
The iron door rattled, and a spark suddenly exploded—a bullet hit the door panel.
"There is no way out," Scalpel dropped the cigarette from his mouth, "We all have to die here tonight!"
The observer squatted inside the pipe, looked at his watch, and reminded 7-004: "It's already 0:05."
"Break the door," 7-004 said, holding the gun, feeling the water dripping from the top of the pipe on his face, "and killing everyone."
The mission time specified by Hephaestus had passed, and 7-004 thought of the combat command center. While no one told him the exact news, he guessed things would be beyond his control after 00:00.
7-004's eyes were level with the scope, and the moment the iron gate was blown open, he shot immediately: "Fuck!"
The shot missed.
The observers did not charge first, and the team with guns went first. They dodged towards the iron gate with their guns on, only to be knocked to the ground by Shi Shanyan's elbow. The team members fell to the ground and were unable to rescue them, and the scalpel shot directly.
7-004 said: "Shoot!"
The bullet "suddenly" hit near the iron gate, sending out fine sparks.
The scalpel tumbled in the rain of bullets, hiding behind the cover. Holding the gun, he shouted while panting, "Yan Junxun, give me another prophecy!"
The scalpel said that in 2155, "Mite" once got a "Yan Junxun". "Yan Junxun" told him that the world was transforming, a torrent was about to attack humans, and only a refuge could save them. Now he still wants Yan Junxun to prophesy again and give him a direction in which he can live.
Yan Junxun's face was covered in sweat. He saw that he and Shi Shanyan were shaking hands, and there seemed to be fire burning in his throat: "The world has been fucking deformed, and I'm not a prophet!"
Yan Junxun's head was filled with messy pictures, and his senses were out of control after 0:00. This time, the interference was more serious than Hephaestus.
"The inspectorate called me a genius, thinking that I could empathize with the murderer and restore the crime scene with my perception, but that was all fake," Yan Junxun said, "only Jiang Lian is right, I think Get the correct answer!"
Huo Qingjun's little robot appeared out of thin air in the pipeline of the shelter. Those graffiti were everywhere. It was all man-made, just like the twisted world that Yan Junxun saw in his eyes. He once thought it was his abnormality, and experiments and chips turned him into a monster in a deformed world, but now he dares to say that this world is abnormal.
On the other side, Park Lin heard Yan Junxun's words and said, "What is the correct answer? How could you have the correct answer?" You don't know when it was, unless you can go back in time."
The gunshots in the pipeline were still ringing, but there was a dead silence here.
"No way," Park Lin said in horror, "Do you really want to say that time is going backwards?"
"It's not going back," Shi Shanyan's eyes were covered by his hair, his voice was deep, "Time won't go back."
Time doesn't go back, it's just faked.
When the clown appeared, he mentioned the time many times, and it was always urging Yan Jun to look for the case, so he kept using the sound of the timer to stimulate Yan Jun to look for it. For these games it wants to make, "limited time" is an important condition.
Park Lin asked the question: "Who can fake the time?"
"Memory," Yan Junxun touched his trouser pocket with one hand, and there was a paper frog in it, "Memory can be modified, as long as you keep deleting it, you can live in a certain period of time forever."
"That's impossible," Park Lin hugged her legs unconsciously. "It can't be done. Your memory can be modified, what about mine? What about Brother Jiang's? This area—"
Park Lin's voice was stuck here, and he looked at them with shock in his eyes.
"What the hell am I living in?"
Park Lin thought of 7-004, this guy treated the victims in the Limpopo case very casually, and the management system treated him very casually, as if they were all things that could be easily replaced and did not have precious lives.
The Northern Front Alliance won the Civil War in 2162. That year, Yan Junxun woke up from the Black Panther's dormitory without any premise. Also in 2162, Shi Shanyan was expelled from the team, and "Black Ground" rumored that he was shot.
The Alliance bombed and abandoned the stagnation zone, and the residents of the berthing zone knew nothing about it. In a world pervaded by systems and networks, berthing areas seem out of place. Those old iron and steel mills in the area are neither recycled nor used. They are like scarecrows standing in the barren fields, scaring the birds and beasts that do not exist.
The iron gate has been broken, and the gunshots in the pipeline have stopped. The atmosphere here is like a dull cloudy day before the rainstorm, and the two sides are fighting with each other.
Shi Shanyan said, "The light iron has stopped."
The light rail, which would run through the parking area on time, hadn't rang for a long time, and the world seemed to stop since they drove over the track. They ran here, but they didn't see the internal staff of the coke plant, only the huge chimney was still burning.
"Can we still escape?" Park Lin asked the darkness and got silence. He stroked his sweat-drenched hair and said, "...I don't understand what the Artemis experiment is for, if I'm fake..." His eyes were sore, "Please, what I want for Jue is real."
There was a damp smell in the air, as if rain had come.
Yan Junxun is a child deceived by memory, constantly losing his sense of reality. The "eyes" that Artemis bestowed on him did not give him superhuman happiness, but brought him boundless pain. He was tortured every night.
If memory can be modified, then for Yan Junxun, there is no reality in the world. The people he faced and the things he experienced may all be fake. He couldn't trust anyone, including himself. His real feelings can be turned into jokes under the control of the system, or records in an experiment.
"Shi Shanyan," Yan Junxun's voice was hoarse, "don't let me get lost in the dark night, I won't be able to look back..." He fixed his gaze on Shi Shanyan's face through the chaotic images, "I I think we've met."
Shi Shanyan could see Yan Junxun's face, but he had the illusion that he couldn't touch it, which made him anxious. He raised his hand and touched Yan Junxun's cheek: "We've met." He wanted to trap Yan Junxun in his arms, "I'm coming to you to fulfill my promise, and by the way, happy birthday."
Shi Shanyan didn't want to admit it, and he felt panic. He felt that these conversations had happened.
Does it still snow here in winter
Shi Shanyan once sat in the car, looked at the unfamiliar parking area, and asked Jiang Lian this sentence. He didn't remember which mission he had been to the berthing area, nor did he remember seeing the snow in the berthing area, but he asked so naturally that he didn't even notice the problem.
If the memory is modifiable, then he might be stuck in a fixed period of time, repeating the same path.
"We can live until winter," Shi Shanyan bowed his head and got close to Yan Junxun, "take me to see the snow, right here. I wake up in the morning and say 'hello' to you, and I say 'hello' to you at night before going to bed. You say 'love you'." There was something missing in his heart, like time that couldn't be grasped, and like memories that would disappear, "I can only love you."
This world sucks, and it has taken away too much from Shi Shanyan. At this moment, Shi Shanyan just wanted to hold Yan Junxun. All his desires for Yan Junxun are real, so real that they are terrifying, so real that they frighten him.
"You won't leave me," Shi Shanyan asked in a low voice, "right?"
7-004 adjusts the direction of the gun's muzzle at the mouth of the pipe, and he notices more and more water flowing at the top, like it's raining. He had to solve Yan Junxun immediately, and a sense of urgency was urging him to act.
Yan Junxun replied to Shi Shanyan, "I won't leave you."
Yan Junxun appeared in the scope of 7-004, with his index finger on the trigger, breathing steadily in a moment of silence.
"Lie," Shi Shanyan stared at him, "you lied to me."
"Then you can punish me." Yan Junxun quickly kissed Shi Shanyan.
There is only one way to prove the truth.
The clown has given Yan Junxun a notice for a long time! What did that madman say? He said "we are one kind of people", he said "this is your fate". These things are full of warnings to Yan Junxun, the prompts have been given long ago, but Yan Junxun didn't notice it!
Yan Junxun pressed the hand on Shi Shanyan's chest with force, pushing Shi Shanyan out some distance. He stepped back, raised his hand and nodded his head, shouting to 7-004 in the dark, "Shoot!"
Shi Shanyan's out-of-control voice failed to stop 7-004. 7-004 pulled the trigger decisively, and the bullet shot out, immediately hitting Yan Junxun in the eyebrows.
The top of the pipe collapsed suddenly, and the flood water from nowhere was poured down, and everyone was lost in an instant.
[7-001 Account time is over.]
[The time-limited hunting failed again, and the chip could not be recovered normally.]
[I am Artemis, please restart.]
Volume 04: Apollo's Golden Arrow