An Yu was stared at with horror by him, and his eyes uncontrollably slipped towards the gun holster on the officer's waist - fortunately, it was empty at the moment, and the officer did not bring a gun to pick him up.
He came back to his senses and suddenly saw a smile hidden in the dark eyes on the other side.
"It's getting harder and harder to manage." Qin Zhilu said calmly.
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[Scrap Book Pages] 20 Idealistic Time Reversal
It is said that memory retrieval can be considered as a time reversal on the spiritual level.
Many lawful people feel that this ability is very powerful and they would like to have it in their dreams.
But I don't think so.
Being able to see other people's memories may not be an easy thing.
Unless the viewer is clean-minded, sees and walks cleanly.
Not being limited by the past buried in time is easier said than done.
Chapter 31 Main City·31
Huang Zhou was imprisoned in his house to wait for the next step.
When An Yu pushed open the gorgeous and heavy door, he happened to hear him explaining on the phone that he would not appear in court, not report, and change the name of the company.
This room seemed to be just a temporary lounge outside Huang Zhou's bedroom, but it was as big as ten corner bakeries. Everything in the room looked expensive. An Yu didn't dare to touch it, so he stood in the middle of the floor and waited politely. He finished.
Huang Zhou frowned and looked at the white-haired and white-clothed man who suddenly appeared in the room, and hung up the phone in a hurry, "Who are you?"
An Yu said softly, "Hello, my code name is Corner, and I am the one who is here to kill you."
Huang Zhou was stunned, "What..."
The person ten meters away suddenly stood in front of him, and in the blink of an eye he didn't even have time to blink.
White is indeed an ominous color.
The wealthy man who had always been calm and composed was suddenly shrouded in unprecedented fear.
The killer has a pair of golden eyes that are so clear that they are almost empty. The abyss is hidden in the pupils. As the pupils shrink, the abyss seems to be waving to him.
Chi - a cold and sharp sound.
The short knife stood in front of Huang Zhou, the tip of the knife poking between his eyebrows.
"You..." Huang Zhou's voice trembled, "Wait a minute, first..."
Before he finished speaking, the tip of the knife was suddenly raised towards him.
Huang Zhou instinctively pushed An Yu away, turned around and ran in the opposite direction - unexpectedly, the body was very thin and he was pushed away.
As soon as this thought of luck appeared, he suddenly stopped the car.
An Yu was in front of him once again.
At that moment, Huang Zhou suddenly thought of the God of Death. It is said that if a person's life is over, the god of death will follow him and he will not be able to escape no matter what.
Even if he has vast resources and wealth, he can manipulate public opinion and interfere with justice, but he cannot escape death.
"You are consuming my physical strength." The God of Death finally said the second sentence, "It's like... consuming the remaining hope of Bai City."
Few people in Baicheng have longing for the future.
Except for the young girls who, despite being stuck in the factory, are looking forward to a relatively bright future.
In essence, they are not much different from Ling Qiu, but their lives are more difficult than Ling Qiu's.
An Yu quietly raised the knife again, but when the tip of the knife was about to insert into Huang Zhou's forehead, he suddenly stopped.
He tilted his head, as if listening to some sound in the air. After a long time, he whispered thoughtfully: "They don't want you to die."
Huang Zhou watched in horror as he put away the knife and took out a coin from his arms.
This coin looks familiar, it was used to number those women.
The one in An Yu's hand is slightly different. There is no number on it, only four koi fish holding each other head to tail.
Huang Zhou stared at the coins for a moment, and suddenly felt that the koi carp seemed to swim up and looked at him ferociously.
Thinking of the rumors in Area 84, he suddenly sat down on the ground.
"Look at me." An Yu suddenly said.
Fear penetrated every pore of Huang Zhou.
His deep consciousness was trembling, but as if he could not resist, he slowly raised his head and looked into those eyes.
It seemed like a century had passed.
An Yu frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with something, and looked away.
After a long while, he picked up the coin and said, "They want me to introduce you to what's inside before you go in.
"There is only one carved pillar that reaches the sky, carved with one thousand two hundred fish-men bodies. There is an eye on their pubic bones. Everyone who wants to use that door will be watched.
"You will go in with your most pious desire for offspring with high genetic entropy, and go all the way up around the carved pillar. This carved pillar will never end, and time in this world will not flow, and you will be able to swim forever.
"Without fish tails, it will be difficult to swim upstream. However, they will always be around you and try to infect you so that you can grow fish tails as soon as possible. Although without the blessing of technology, it is really difficult for goldfish to infect people, but they - they will never give up."
There was a sound of metal shattering, and Huang Zhou just crushed the phone under his palm.
When a rich person pees on a luxurious carpet, the smell is no different from that of someone who peed their pants in the slums.
When An Yu tossed the coin into the air, the girl's voice sounded in his ears again.
"The murderer will suffer severe pain."
"Thank you for coming."
The clear silver coins swirled and rose in those golden eyes, then fell silently.
When it landed, the air around it seemed to fluctuate, the carpet wrinkled, and the people on the carpet disappeared without a trace.
The coin suddenly became empty.
"Well……"
An Yu hesitantly bent down and picked it up.
He could feel that this thing had turned into an ordinary coin. In theory, it is money, but without denomination, it cannot be spent, and it is no more than a piece of scrap metal.
Qin Zhilu opened the door and walked in, "I saw your new way of playing."
An Yu still picked up the coin and asked seriously: "What do you think, sir?"
"Is it a variant of space folding?"
"Yeah, I learned from Super Abnormality."
"That's right. Imitation is much smarter than taking risks." Qin Zhilu nodded, "What were you thinking about when you were staring at him for half a minute?"
"ah?"
An Yu paused and said, "I lost my mind."
He was practicing memory recall with Huang Zhou, but failed, with the same result as with Joseph.
*
In the evening, Qin Zhilu sat at the table, holding a classic pen and writing a mission report for An Yu. He wrote quickly, occasionally stopping to ask for details.
Qin Zhilu was a little surprised when he heard the treatment part, "How many Morpho butterflies did An dispatch for you?
An Yu was devouring the small red bean fish cakes packed back from the store, and said vaguely: "I can't count them. Many batches died in the process."
Qin Zhilu looked at him with a suddenly complicated expression, "No wonder..."
An Yu asked, "What's the reason?"
"Xide said that after An came back, he would lock her in her room and sleep all the time. She would eat when she woke up and go to bed after eating. If Ning hadn't guaranteed it again and again, he would have thought that An's emotional control was getting serious again."
An Yu nodded, swallowed the small fish cake in his mouth, and then said, "I hope An can become my regular assistant."
He would have another mission to accompany his superior, which was the price he paid for forgetting to bake bread.
"You can indeed have a regular wet nurse." Qin Zhilu turned over a page, "But this is a double-selection mechanism, and he has to choose you as well."
There is a plate of bread on the table, which is still made from couscous, with a thick layer of flaxseed sprinkled on the surface. Each cut surface has a small octopus pattern outlined with black sesame filling.
That was Qin Zhilu’s midnight snack.
An Yu looked at the bread and said, "Actually, this one can be put on the shelves as a new product."
"It's not suitable." Qin Zhilu didn't even raise his head. "The taste is okay, but you have enough semolina products in the store."
An Yu sighed, "That's right."
"By the way, I forgot to mention it." Qin Zhilu paused on his pen tip and looked up at An Yu, "The mission was completed very well."
An Yu was startled, "Huh?"
"The genetic entropy of goldfish distortion is indeed very low, but behind it is a protracted increase in order and spiritual entropy, which is the bottom line of human disorder." Qin Zhilu said in a low and firm tone, "If the "Seed Regulations" are implemented , this increase in entropy will never turn back. The truth of Area 84 is difficult to reveal, but fortunately, it will still be understood by people in the end, and humans will thank you for listening to them."
The fall of the Huang family will break a huge business chain, and a large number of people will lose their jobs. However, outside the main city, more lives will be reborn as a result.
An Yu was silent for a while and said, "Sir, I'm going upstairs."
He suddenly wanted to take another look at Huang's commercial building.
Further up on the 199th floor is the narrow rooftop at the top of the minaret. An Yu stopped in place before he finished walking the last few steps.
Bo was lost in thought by the window looking outside, Chao Wu stood behind him, her seaweed-like hair breathing softly.
There was worry in Bo's eyes, "Whenever he encounters a mission in such an extremely cold place, he will go alone... Sir, even though he is covered in fire, I don't know why, the stronger the fire, the colder he feels. ah."
The flowing long hair passed through his armpits, wrapped around his neck, and surrounded him from behind.
Like a seaweed embracing.
She whispered: "If he feels cold, try hugging him, just like I hug you."
