Central area, small shop.
Millais saw that the driver was installed and clicked on the file list of the Walkman.
"What song do you want to hear?"
"Nice song."
...Then I have no way of knowing what songs you like.
The boy in the peaked hat and the man in Tsing Yi stared at each other with big eyes. The man seemed to feel bad, and asked again: "What songs do people in this city listen to?"
"Well, as you know, the citizens of Sky City come from all over the world, and they listen to everything. If you are talking about the most popular songs recently, then I think you can try Xingli's song."
"Xingli?"
"It's a stage name. She has been a very popular idol in the past two years, and many of my classmates are her fans." He couldn't help but get excited when he talked about his favorite singer, "To be fair, she sings really well, compared to Many singers I have listened to before are great! Let me play one for you to try."
It looked like the old shop owner would be back for a while, so the boy in the peaked hat stopped the gramophone first and played the popular idol's new song on the store's stereo.
"Waving white wax wings??"
"Say goodbye to the past??..."
The energetic female voice sounded in the shop, and Millais enthusiastically introduced: "This is the impression song of Celestial City that she released last year. I like this one very much!"
The double swordsman closed his eyes and listened for a while, then nodded.
"It sounds great. I want to put her music into my Walkman."
"Okay, but..." He asked a little embarrassedly: "This is not my computer. It will be a bit troublesome to get genuine special format music files here... So... Sir, do you mind listening to pirated songs? "
The man in Tsing Yi asked doubtfully: "What is piracy?"
Millais gave up the idea of explaining it to this person in detail, and casually blurted it out: "It's nothing, I guess you don't care. Just wait for a while, I will copy the resources directly from the phone, it will only take a few minutes."
The double swordsman nodded and looked at the products in the store.
Time passes little by little. Millais looked at the Walkman and suddenly thought of the three hoodlums in black who were the culprits who put him in bad luck.
He copied all the new songs of popular idols into his Walkman, looking at the original audio tracks on the list and getting worried.
Are the people from Deathwing looking for this Walkman to get the documents inside? He didn't dare to listen, let alone ask, and he was afraid that one day he would be blocked by terrible people because of this.
Should he make a backup copy of these files? Will this endanger his own safety? Or should he do nothing?
He shuddered and gave up the idea of meddling. The more you do, the more you make mistakes. He should stay away from all this, tell the truth if he was caught, and let fate take its course!
This is a wise choice. Just as he thought, he was just a small character, an ordinary person... an ordinary person who should not appear in the story and only served as background filler.
He's had enough "plays", hasn't he?
·
Some people think otherwise.
Ordinary people are nice.
The good thing about ordinary people is that they are incompetent.
Incompetent, weak, without strength, without wisdom, fragile in spirit. Therefore, it is suitable to be used as a small pawn on the chessboard to influence the actions of larger chess pieces.
There is no need to interfere with the soul, and there is no need to control destiny, just a little hint, some phantoms that are mistaken for reality, wind, temperature, sound, and most importantly, the ubiquitous network...
Even the spirit form user in the manifest realm can be easily guided to where she should go. Even characters like Tianji, Ming Ke, and Xuan Zhijun are still bumping around on the chessboard like headless flies, dancing in the hands of the chess players.
Now it seems that everything is going well.
It's time to make the next move.
"Don't be impatient, don't be in a hurry. It's useless to add extraneous branches, and your hard work will be in vain! You should just sit back and wait for the undercurrent to surge!"
The longer you wait, the more variables there are.
The dragons at the center of the vortex are unstable due to successive setbacks, and the impermanent mages still fail to see through the reality. The successive failed jailbreaks have caused a fog of uneasiness to rise among the grassroots. Ming Ke will be exposed to the bait prepared for him immediately, and he will be willing to fall for it.
This is the best opportunity.
"Why bother to defend? Just because you are panicking! The Silent Star Demonic Sword is like a thorn in your back, making you feel like you are sitting on pins and needles!"
I admit. I don't want Gongsun Ce to live too long.
He went to read the letter, which was one of the directions we expected, and he shouldn't get anything out of it immediately...but I still felt uneasy. This dragon species brings too many variables, and you know this better than I do.
"The words are cold and stern, but murderous intent is everywhere! I have given you all my advice, and the decision is yours."
The Glazed Dragon is dead, his mission accomplished. Now the dragons should retire, in a way that suits them. Small fights, street fights...
Let them, immersed in their daily lives, be unprepared for unexpected changes.
The player makes a move and the game continues.
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Millais "unseen" the mouse on the screen moving on its own.
The mouse moved over the original audio files in the Walkman, and dragged these heavily encrypted sounds that should not be played on any other device to the desktop of the old computer.
The computer automatically connected to the stereo in the store. Several audio files were put into the player.
The mouse is about to click the play button——
"Well."
A slender hand covered the back of the junior high school student's hand.
Millais looked up in surprise, and the man who was waiting leisurely walked around the counter and walked behind him.
"How is this used?" Mingke asked gently, "I want to learn it."
"Ah? Here, wait a moment..."
Jingle Bell.
At this time, the wind chime at the door rang again, and a new customer came into the store.
"Listening to some good songs will definitely make you feel better!"
"That's a method that's only suitable for you, Qiluo~"
The junior high school student almost fainted from fright. Aren't the two people who walked into the store the red lion and pink-haired lady that they met in the building this morning? ! How could he be so unlucky as to meet them twice in one day? !
Millais couldn't even care about the words of the man in green. He almost collapsed and screamed: "Two eldest sisters, please spare me! I am innocent and I don't know anything!!"
Caldesia thought for a long time before she remembered who this person was.
"Um, are you that kid in the movie theater today?"
Nod nod.
The blonde girl smiled and said: "Sorry, sorry! I lost control of my emotions before. I shouldn't have included you in the attack range. But, calling a girl a lion is too much. Do you admit it?"
Nodding desperately.
"So let's split the pot 30-70, okay? Are you hungry? I'll treat you to a meal?"
The junior high school student had his mind empty at this moment.
He realized that what he had experienced was not a big deal in the eyes of the other party, just like when the classmates accidentally bumped into each other while chasing each other after class, and asked you to have a piece of bread and that was it. The kid was a little annoyed at first - but he didn't scream in frustration.
It wasn't fear or exhaustion that was causing him, but because he remembered the old words the old shopkeeper had taught him, and a piece of apple pie that calmed him.
The old man's kindness did not take effect immediately, but it calmed down his anxious heart.
He began to look back at the bad things he had experienced. He asked himself: Was I really hurt in any way? the answer is negative. He escaped from prison and was caught, but the devil did not beat or scold him, only scolded him and left; his electric car was borrowed and then returned, as he had promised; the Walkman was in the hands of several people After going around in a circle, it is now back in the hands of the man in green; the only "injury" is that he ate a big fireball spit out by the flaming lion - which also made him smell a little burnt, and even his clothes None are broken.
"I just ate pie, thank you. You see, I didn't mean it. Can you forgive me?"
Millais answered in a normal way, just like he usually chatted with his classmates.
"Oh, um..." Sister Top Hat looked very embarrassed, "To be honest, it's me who should apologize. Normally I wouldn't involve you in such a trivial matter. At most, I would scare you with a small flame. .”
I usually use a small flame! Isn't this terrible?
By the way, I actually communicated normally with the red lion. I feel so calm. He praised himself mentally.
...Is this really something worthy of praise?
Just because I had a conversation with a very powerful person with super powers? It's true that he is a good student, but his social skills are not bad either. He usually gets along well with everyone, and he even complains together from time to time... Because of this, he was made the leader when everyone planned to run away.
What's going on with him these days? Why are you so... stumbling when you speak?
"Please wait."
Millais took off his hat and rubbed his head in distress. Somehow, he felt "weird".
This morning, he could clearly explain many things in just a few words, but he kept hesitating. Is it because I am too excited and anxious? why? The red lion is quite scary, but the devil is not so scary. Thinking about it carefully, the gray-haired brother didn't look like a normal person except that he talked a little too much. He also told himself a lot of common sense...
Is it his own problem? His condition is very bad... It seems to have started a few days ago. Since the "prison escape" failed, he has been very uneasy...
Millais broke into a cold sweat. It was as if something vague had been dispelled from his mind. He felt that the more he thought about it, the clearer he became, and the more he thought about it, the weirder he felt.
"Sister! Can you listen to me?"
He talks in the short, quick way he might when he's barking orders to his friends in an airport bathroom.
"Wait a moment."
But the red lion didn't look at him, she was looking at her companion.
The pink-haired elder sister looked very unhappy. She covered her ears with her hands and let out a low moan.
"Caldesia...I feel so uncomfortable...I don't want to listen to this song...!"
Red Lion held his companion's shoulders and asked seriously: "Qiluo, are you referring to the song played in the store?"
"Change a song, okay? Change a song!!" She said incoherently, "...I don't want to listen to Xingli's song!"
Millais nodded immediately: "I'll change it right now. I'm sorry, sir, for keeping you waiting. Your song has been copied!"
He unplugged his Walkman and switched songs on the playlist.
The strange behavior of this girl made him more convinced of his suspicion that there must be something wrong. He was ready to talk to these weirdos, because now was no longer the time to stay away from danger. He had been sucked into some unspeakable, invisible vortex.
He has the right idea. Like Gongsun Ce, he also sensed a sense of dissonance. This is not a difficult task. As long as you have a clear mind, a calm mind, an opportunity to organize your thoughts smoothly, and a little inspiration, anyone can smell the weird smell from a series of coincidences.
It's a pity that Millais is just an ordinary person. The songs in the playlist were not the ones in the old computer, but new ones copied from the Walkman. He failed to "see" this.
at this time.
Gongsun Ce just started reading the letter. Shi Yulian had just entered the house and Qin Qianbai was half a block away.
The skeleton head stepped into the central area.
Millais clicked the mouse to cut the song.
Then the famous idol's songs stopped and were replaced by tracks from the Death Wings playlist. A monotonous prelude sounded in the shop.
"Well."
Mingke had listened to this song many times in the past two days, and he commented with a grimace.
"This song is terrible."
The next moment, a piercing scream echoed in the shop.
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