Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Chapter 208

"..."

For some reason, Hagiwara Kenji suddenly felt very sad.

Xiao Qianmu really looked at him and smiled at him. His strong expectation to communicate with him is not fake. No matter how you look at it, his goal has been achieved ahead of time without any effort. This is a worthwhile thing. happy thing.

But—what's wrong?

He inexplicably felt that the red-haired man brimming with enthusiasm was just putting on a targeted shell, and he still didn't see him in his eyes, and even ignored him more thoroughly as if he was doing it deliberately.

He, as well as them who are not present, can be used...

This cognition that had never been imagined suddenly surfaced in his heart. Officer Hagiwara looked at the familiar face nearby with mixed feelings, and he inevitably found that the smile of the red-haired man became more and more distorted, and his eyes were inevitably thinner. In the depths of the protruding red eyes, the desire flickering is definitely not pure curiosity about the parallel world, but——

Bottomless [greed] for something.

God.Kenji Hagiwara couldn't help but want to groan in pain. If it were before this morning, even if he was killed, he would never have thought that this word would be associated with Xiaoqianmu. Is there anyone in the world who is more generous than Yuanqianmu?As long as he is not so generous, the debtor Tiantuan can't survive until now.

...But it's totally okay!After all, they are two different worlds. It is not surprising that there are differences between the two Yuanqianmu, as long as their essence does not change.

Kenji Hagiwara cheered up quickly, he made a conclusion on his own without any prior information, this little Qianmu still has "rescue" and needs help, anyway, let's follow him first.

"Of course I want to hear it—no problem, I'd be happy to tell you about it, but our story...is quite long." Kenji Hagiwara said slowly.

The boss showed gentle patience: "It's okay, there is still plenty of time, I can, listen to you slowly."

"Slowly... Ah, okay, take your time."

Hagiwara Kenji turned his eyes slightly. Although something went wrong at the beginning, he finally went back to the step of talking in front of the grave. The sun is about to rise, and the atmosphere is just right, so it's not impossible...

As for the huge hole left by the bombing of the grave, he temporarily regarded it as non-existent.

"Our Qianmu over there is our classmate in the police school. After graduation, he went to the black organization as an undercover agent. He has been an undercover agent for several years...Because of an arranged 'accident', we all thought he was dead." He considered it carefully Opened a very normal head.

"En." Boss nodded, without any additional comments.

Kenji Hagiwara continued: "It wasn't until three years later that we met again that we realized that he was not dead. Before meeting us, he was—well, a member of the Black Organization."

"Ah." The boss still just nodded, the corners of his mouth turned up very slightly, as keen as Hagiwara Kenji's eyes fell on his face for a long time, but he didn't notice it.

From this simple sentence, the BOSS captured the information he urgently needed, and he should not reveal it on the spot, so he continued to listen.

"Qianmu is a senior member of the Black Organization. Because of us and because of his own insistence, he planned to leave the organization, but he was discovered before he succeeded. He paid a terrible price for this. He died once, relying on consciousness transfer and cloning The resurrection of technology, when it reappears in the outside world, it has already changed its identity, and it is more difficult to escape the control of the black organization than before..."

While speaking, Hagiwara Kenji observed the expression of the boss more carefully, as if he was not sure whether he would be affected by these remarks and produce unhealthy negative emotions.

Obviously, he was overthinking.

The boss was indeed silent for a moment when he heard about it, and the subtle fluctuations in his expression perfectly matched Kenji Hagiwara's guess—the best but not so good prediction, "Qianmu" who has the same experience, at this moment should be this look.

Worst case scenario: Even this perfect reaction is fake, it's just an act to confuse him.Hagiwara Kenji thought about it, but he didn't want to think in that direction, so he ignored it on purpose.

So he was lied to.

The BOSS showed a faint sadness, but in fact he was only so happy in his heart. If he didn't want to continue performing, he would have laughed out loud.

As soon as he heard it, he understood that the ignorant man gave him the biggest weakness of "himself" in just a few words.

The BOSS rarely wanted to laugh.

Unexpectedly, "I" was quite leisurely, and made up a long story with few words of truth, completely deceiving the people he cared about.

I can ignore the unimportant details, anyway, he is the boss of the black organization, which cannot be changed. I didn't expect... Oh, I see, it turned out that "this" was the one I was worried about.

The BOSS was surprised for a while, but he didn't think that the dignity of "myself" was lost. He felt that he could understand "myself" a little bit. In the face of extending life, dignity is just useless garbage.

In order to live, he had already thrown away all the important things, whether important or not. "I" did similar things, but the purpose was different from his, not for survival, but for being extremely cumbersome compared to life... …what?

It is this part that is completely incomprehensible.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to understand, he only needs to know how to hold on to this, and he will be invincible...

It's still funny to think about it.

BOSS hasn't experienced "entertainment" for too long, and it's the weakness of "myself" who is very close to him, and it's worth him savoring it more.

Although the boss didn't know the specific direction of the parallel world, he could see the posture of the man who was similar to him but stronger than him no matter what.

The [timidity] hidden under the man's high spirits was caught by him who was weak and would die at any time—how interesting, that man would be afraid of this?

Now, he only needs a simple sentence to destroy the status quo that "self" is satisfied with, and make "self" lose everything important.

Of course, since his unknowing jealousy has been satisfied, he won't do that just yet.

Holding the heavyweight hole card in his hand, it's hard not to be happy, the boss looked at the enthusiastic tool man who gave him the hole card, and his attitude was a little better: "These are what I know, what I don't know... and ?"

"..."

Hagiwara Kenji thought for a while.

He vaguely noticed that Xiao Qianmu's mood had improved, but the reason... No one should be able to laugh after hearing the same tragic experience, that is, because he was sure that he told the truth and had a good attitude, so he Smile?

Storytelling can’t be falsified, that’s for sure, but the important thing is to arouse the resonance of this little Qianmu across the world, it’s not good if it’s too depressing... Let’s just do it this way.

He decided not to take the serious route for now, but to magnify his moves and release a heavy blow that could catch Xiao Qianmu off guard.

"Okay, Xiaoqianmu, it's not easy to guess if you want to hear it - I have to confess first."

BOSS's false smile remained unchanged: "What?"

Officer Hagiwara's eyes suddenly became sharper.

His voice was deep: "I'm sorry, I owe you money, and it's not over in theory, so just treat it as me, uh, we depend on you."

The BOSS didn't understand at first: "Owe...money?"

Why the sudden mention of "money"?The currency that only circulates in human society has no concept in his empty mind.

Police officer Hagiwara explained quickly as if being chased by a crazy horse: "The debt owed by the squad leader is at least negligible. I was lucky enough to smash a few antique plates and bowls in your house, plus countless traffic liquidated damages. It’s only a few million, it’s not worth mentioning, Xiaozhen smashed a few dishes and your sunglasses that seemed to have been opened. I don’t know how many million, so I don’t count it. I think I owe you more. [-] million but not really, but he consciously sold himself to you and you can’t accept it, smashed your Internet cafe, dropped your computer, took your salary and frantically reimbursed in the organization, and finally blew up a research institute. It can also be counted as your property loss..."

Boss: "?"

Did not understand.

Yes, he was unresponsive, before the last sentence was finished, the man's verbal bill whizzed by like a dish name.

There was only one content that was listed slowly because the person involved was too guilty, and he barely understood it.

"Then what uh uh uh no matter how much you owe us—we blew up the headquarters of the black organization! Your old perverted BOSS brother is gone, and the public property of the organization should probably belong to you, so... I'm sorry The debt will never end in this life, let's take your surname!!!"

Boss: "...?"

Under the brightened sky, there is no one more bewildered than BOSS.

Sure enough, he still didn't understand... the headquarters?Was bombed?By... this group of tool people?

If there is no problem with the memory of the BOSS, he must be able to easily dig out an ancient historical event from his rich knowledge reserve at this time-the princes of the Fenghuo Opera.

It sounds completely irrelevant, but when you think about it carefully, it means half a catty, and it is a stupid thing that can only be done by a dizzy and stupid king.

Fortunately, the BOSS rounded it up to be stupid. He was shocked, shocked, and shocked again, but he couldn't find a suitable word to describe "his own" operation.

He froze, and forced another question through his teeth: "Boss...brother?"

Hagiwara Kenji responded positively, and immediately published a serious criticism of a dead perverted BOSS, and at the same time added a description from the bystander's perspective of how lonely and helpless Xiaoqianmu suffered from it: "Yes, Xiaoqianmu's brother is black clothes Boss of the organization! Xiaoqianmu, do you have one here? Should you? This family is too bad. They restrict the younger brother’s personal freedom, treat him as a human experiment material, and threaten Xiaoqianmu with useless friends like us. …Forcing Xiaoqianmu to be the first to kidnap, ah no, protect us, but fortunately, in the end we brainstormed and rescued Xiaoqianmu from the clutches of the BOSS!"

Boss: "...?"

Boss never expected that he would like brother Tim.

No, it was because I was "split" by personality, and Xibian was a perverted control freak with a pit in his head.

His expression became blank again, and the blankness in his eyes could almost materialize.

what is happening?

Could it be that the situation in the parallel world is very different from the situation in his remaining memory, that "self" has a brother who is a BOSS, and he has indeed suffered from it for a long time...

However, it shouldn't.

The difference between the two worlds should not be so big... Is this real, or is it still something "I" made up?

The boss paused suddenly, and his stiff expression suddenly changed violently.

He had a rather foreboding feeling.

So far, the "story" that the tool man told him is still acceptable to the confused man, but if he continues to listen to it——

There will be unpredictable [dangerous] sudden drops.

The BOSS wants to stop urgently, he has already found enough excuses, he doesn't need to take the risk of going deep into the rich experience of "himself".

However, the speed at which he called a stop was not as fast as the speed at which the tool man even led him to the [Killing End].

"That's right, Xiaoqianmu, I still want to ask you about your condition... I know you can't be too emotional. Zero was so stupid that he kidnapped you for interrogation, took off your clothes and vomited blood. I heard from Agu that that mouthful of blood is worth half a month's lifespan, if it has already developed to that point—”

The BOSS seemed to have lost track of the rhythm: "...Scratch? What...scratch?"

"Ah? Ah no! It's nothing, zero has no other meaning, just want to help you do a physical examination, for peace of mind, you'd better do one too... Don't be shy! The other one you don't hold back at all in front of us, Before we got started, he took it off by himself!"

Boss: "........."

"Right and..."

"shut up!"

The BOSS was inexplicably panting so badly that he told Officer Hagiwara to shut up as if he was terrified.

He was really scared.

Ignoring the relationship between "myself" and the experience of getting more and more wrong the more I heard it, he had no time to sneer and just felt a thick shadow falling on his head. ...However, it may be mixed with unspeakable shame that almost made him suffocate and dizzy.

In order to quickly shut up this insatiable tool man, he even suddenly broke through the psychological barrier of indifference to the outside world, and took the initiative to talk to the damn tool man in a real sense: "Do you—do you want to ask me anything?"

"Eh?"

Xiaoqianmu's attitude changed again, he didn't want to listen to the story anymore, and police officer Hagiwara was a little disappointed.

But he was very fast, and Xiaoqianmu was willing to let him ask questions. This is a leap forward!

He also attacked very bluntly, and first chose a non-excessive but urgent question: "I want to know, what rules does this dream operate under? Theoretically, it should follow Zero's thinking, but obviously some other things are mixed in." ...Well, that is to say, if it is our consciousness, can it change the dream?"

"...Once the permission is turned on, it will be fine." The BOSS reluctantly let go of the restless breath.

He became lifeless again, as if exhaustion overflowed from his body surface.

Of course, the authority is closed by him. According to the rules of the dream world, the consciousness of all outsiders in a living state can affect the world to a certain extent.

As long as the tool people can shut up and stay honest, it doesn't matter if they open the permissions, they can't get out anyway.

He moved his heavy fingers, opened the permission with a blank face, and was about to open his mouth to make a little addition to the rules.

"...Little Qianmu, be careful?!!"

There was an exclamation that was close at hand.

Suddenly a shadow fell from the sky, and the target was precisely on the top of the BOSS's head. While exclaiming, Hagiwara Kenji rushed forward bravely and knocked the BOSS away - avoiding the falling objects, but also knocked the red-haired man standing by the pit He threw his feet off the ground and fell into the pit in the front graveyard.

Not finished yet.

The BOSS fell firmly to the bottom of the pit, not to mention that the fall almost broke him, and then a strong man who bravely protected him was pressed down on him. He was hit hard in the front, back, back of the head, and suddenly felt dizzy and felt severe pain all over his body. , I almost died.

However, the human sandbag that almost crushed the person did not straighten up immediately, but only propped up his arms, and resolutely used his generous back to shield Xiao Qianmu from the wind and rain... No, there is no wind and rain, only mysterious objects that fell like a rainstorm!

The mysterious object itself has no weight, just pieces of paper with writing on it.

The torrential rain composed of black and white letters poured down, and it only fell directly above the boss's position.

slam-la-

rustling——

Countless message cards mixed with letter paper fell on Hagiwara Kenji's back, which didn't hurt much, but buried them in an instant.

That's right, they were buried alive by strange messages in Xiao Qianmu's tomb where there was only a pit left!

"Damn—wow!"

Ken Hagiwara took a lot of effort to dig out the fainted BOSS, grabbed a piece of paper, and glanced at it. He immediately showed a sad and indignant expression of wanting to punch someone.

In the distance, Mr. Fujiwara's guest room.

Matsuda lay flat on the bed, silently remembering.

As soon as he woke up, he thought for a few seconds where Yan Er had gone, and then he gave up looking for the whereabouts of You Shun Ran, and turned to thinking about something that suddenly occurred to him.

If there is basically no difference between the two worlds, in this world, after Qian Mu's suspended animation...does he still send a few text messages a day to a phone number that won't reply?

I must have received the one at home, have you read it?Based on his eagerness to sort out "Officer Matsuda's Letters to Friends", he must have read it, so... where's Qian Mu here?Did he read it?How much did the "self" in this world send him before he died?

There were more than 3000 text messages, and it was impossible even for me to remember all of them. Officer Matsuda went through them in his mind, and he was quite worried about the unknown answers.

Anyway, he still wants the recipient to see for himself...

"..."

"Xiao Zhenping...Damn it! Matsuda Zhenping! Can you send your [-] text messages with your mobile phone! Little Qianmu has been buried by you! I'm so dizzy that I can't read it...I told you I can't read it anymore! "

Police officer Matsuda was not in the service area, so he failed to receive the roaring call from You Xunran. The recipient could not see his text messages for a day, and the heavy rain would not stop.

"Don't send it, don't send it, the airdrop will kill you!!!"