Ji Le took off his shirt and twisted it into a rope to fix his broken leg. He kept taking deep breaths. Although it hurt, it wasn't unbearable once he got used to it.
After the situation stabilized, he looked at the stranger who came in midway.
The man was wearing a Sheriff's Department uniform, but it was not blue, but black. He had dark skin, a colorful turban, and an expressionless face, but he didn't look cold. On the contrary, Ji Le could feel a kind of compassion from him.
Who is he pitying?
Ji Le felt it, and the other party seemed to be pitying the singer, the big dolphin.
"Are there any police officers wearing black uniforms?" Ji Le asked Li and Bai Bo, glasses.
"I haven't seen it before. The sheriffs I have always seen wear blue clothes." Glasses Li replied.
An arsenal appeared behind him, and the weapons inside seemed to be looming. If he wanted to, he could take out these weapons from his arsenal box scene.
But under the current situation, he doesn't have access to these weapons yet. Facing the big theater of the singer, he only needs to use his own box scene to suppress it.
"Is he alive?" Ji Le raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, alive." Glasses Li confirmed. "Are all the people who can use Box View these days alive? One is Rika, the other is him, why are Shirabo and I dead?"
Ji Le touched his chin: "Lixiang obtained the ability of box view because of the deceased uncle. You two triggered it yourself. This elder brother doesn't know what is going on. We need to observe it further."
But in either case, the game's secondary card needs to be used as a "starter", and recycling the secondary card is also one of Ji Le's goals.
"It's not that easy to recycle if you're wearing a uniform."
In the confrontation between the Arsenal and the Grand Theater, the Arsenal gradually gained the upper hand and began to gradually erode the Grand Theater. The dolphin, the personality animal that the singer transformed into, also whined. She knew that she had met her opponent, and she might fall into the opponent's hands this time.
Ji Le saw that the auditorium disappeared and turned into rows of display cabinets with weapons. The retro wooden floor of the theater turned into hard granite. The ceiling with paintings of angels and Madonnas turned into a ceiling composed of pipes and circuits. .
He knocked on the ground. The ground did not have the texture of granite, but rather the texture of the composite materials used in the city theater itself.
"Well...it seems that the arsenal cannot completely invade reality. Although it looks like that, it does not change the real reality."
Things like the Blood Mist Apartment and the Oil Painting Hospital have truly changed the real environment, turning the virtual into the real.
At most, this arsenal has only changed one skin.
Even so, he could use such a piece of skin to suppress the singer's grand theater. Ji Le couldn't figure out the reason for it, and he was also very interested in it.
The arsenal has completely gained the upper hand, and the Diva's Grand Theater has completely disappeared.
Then, as if he had used up all his strength, the man in the black sheriff's uniform withdrew the arsenal in an instant, his body shaking slightly.
Now, the City Theater has returned to its original appearance, with white walls and floors to facilitate virtual projections, and all audience members either slumped in chairs or lying on the ground.
On the stage, Leto was holding Qin and leaning against the wall, in shock. Near him, the singer Chao Yan fell on the white stage. Blood slowly spread along the stage, and the red color was particularly dazzling.
The black Sheriff breathed a sigh of relief, walked towards the stage, came to the body, and squatted down.
He stroked Chaoyan's head with his hand, and then rested on the chip connection port on his neck.
"He's going to take the card away." Glasses Li opened his eyes wide.
Ji Le weighed the pros and cons and shook his head: "We can't take away the singer's card this time. Once we do it, we will be exposed, and there will be a lot of trouble in the future."
The black sheriff pulled out the singer's vice card and solemnly put it in the evidence bag.
With a burst of noise, a group of sheriffs in blue clothes rushed in, led by Jin and Ike.
The black Sheriff stood up, looked back at Jin who had arrived belatedly, and showed a smile. No matter how you look at it at this moment, the smile has a sarcastic flavor.
"Here? You can deal with it later."
"What happened here?" Jin walked onto the stage and stood in front of the black sheriff, not losing his momentum.
"With your authority, you are not qualified to know this information." The black-clothed Sheriff ordered as if he were Jin's superior: "This may be the incident with the most victims so far. Their spirits have also been damaged. Corrosion, please take these people back, and the special task force will be responsible for the rest."
"Although you are a special task force, according to the structure, we are on the same level. This incident has a great impact, and it cannot be solved by just the few people in your special task force. But we can deal with these impacts and handle the follow-up finishing work. In order for us to have a better ending, I will apply for relevant permissions when I go back."
The black-clothed Sheriff shook his head: "You ordinary people, it's best not to touch this kind of thing."
Jin knew that what the other party said was a reminder.
"Thank you, but I am a peace officer and we have the right to know everything to ensure the safety of the people." King replied. "Order cannot be maintained by just a few people."
"As you wish." The black-clad Sheriff walked away with his deputy card.
Jin looked at the entire theater, the fallen audience, and said to Ike: "Call an ambulance, and then everyone must verify their identities and take them directly to the bureau."
Ji Le looked at the sky and then at his broken leg. He shouldn't be able to run this time, so he could only follow the sheriff back.
In an instant, many excuses to deal with the interrogation flashed through his mind. He could not expose himself under any circumstances. This was the bottom line.
"Don't worry, from the outside looking in, you're just unlucky and you'll get into trouble every time." Glasses Li said. "They might even find you the best psychological counselor to help you recover from your trauma."
Soon, the ambulance arrived, and doctors and nurses checked everyone's condition and treated the wounds of the injured spectators.
"I'll help you reattach the broken bone, and you'll be fine after a while." The doctor said to Ji Le. "Lean on this."
Ji Le reluctantly took the crutches and stood up with difficulty.
Ike was walking up to Ji Le at this time to verify Ji Le's identity.
"Name, Ji Le..." Ike raised his eyebrows and looked at him with complicated eyes. "I remember you, why are you here again this time?"
"I don't want to either." Ji Le gestured to Ike to look at his broken leg.
"You appear at the scene again and again, so we have to take you back for detailed investigation. You are an important witness."
"Ji Le, are they going to take you away?" Leto came over. "He is not a prisoner, why did you take him away?"
"This man is an important witness." Ike replied. "Don't worry, we just took him there to ask questions."
"Do you want to go? If you don't want to go, I can ask them not to take you away. I can still do it to this extent."
"No, I accepted it out of kindness." Ji Le sighed and got into the Public Security Department's car.
