Fragment, little boy?
After hearing this, Lin An's eyes sharpened, and he instantly constructed an image in his mind, and this image gradually overlapped with the boy in the red-clothed mutant's mouth.
Could it be...the same "person"?
Mental fluctuations.
As Lin An began to think a little solemnly, the originally lively atmosphere suddenly stiffened.
It was as if the air was still.
Given the huge gap in life levels, the aura he inadvertently released was no less than that of an apex predator to ordinary people.
No one dared to make a sound, even the hand holding the piece of meat stopped shaking in mid-air.
Zeng Hongtian, the old director who was closest to Lin An, did not dare to take a breath at this time, for fear that he might have said something wrong.
Lin An only frowned slightly, and he felt as if his heart was being squeezed.
The sense of oppression that Lin An brought to them... was too strong.
"Lin...Your Excellency Lin An...is...is there any problem?"
Stuttering, Zeng Hongtian had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask carefully.
He once boasted that he had met many great leaders and had no pressure in front of many big figures, but at this moment, he truly understood what it means to be a top powerhouse.
No wonder the channel says that awakened people and ordinary people are no longer the same species...
General Lin An's mood fluctuated slightly, and they seemed to be pressed to the ground, making it difficult to even breathe.
"Nothing, I just thought of something."
Noticing the silence of the crowd, Lin An realized how much pressure his inadvertent mood swings had brought to this group of ordinary people.
After going back calmly and taking all the breath into his body, Lin An turned to put on a gentle smile and signaled that everyone should not be nervous.
"Are there any photos or videos of the boy at that time?"
"Is that child dead? Do you remember what he looks like?"
the issue of greatest concern.
When he was at Long'an Base, he asked Hongyi to draw an image of the third-order mutant for him.
The appearance of the painting is very clear. After all, it is also a third-order variant of the image of a little boy. It really left an indelible memory for Xuan Ziyi.
Although the probability of them being the same "person" is very small, one is in the Dongshan War Zone and the other is in Linjiang. The road in between is extremely long.
But for some reason, Lin An always felt that there was an inexplicable fit between the two.
Especially...shards!
The fragments buried in Hong Yi's brain can induce his own abnormal state, and the dream memes are also related to the fragments.
No matter how you think about it, there are great similarities between the two.
How could he not pay attention to the deepest secret of his past life?
As soon as he stopped breathing, the atmosphere in the whole place became more relaxed. As Lin An showed a smile on his face, Zeng Hongtian felt that the breath hanging in his heart suddenly relaxed.
His brows furrowed, and after a while he whispered:
"General Lin An, if you want this information... maybe it is available in Space City."
"At that time, the meteorite passed over the head of our launch base. In order to avoid losses, the nearby military district directly intercepted it. Most of the fragments produced by the explosion melted in the air, and the remaining fragments fell into the space city."
"I was explaining astronomy knowledge to the children who were sightseeing at the scene. At that time, the fragment happened to break through the glass, and it happened to hit the child."
Zeng Hongtian looked sad. When he talked about this incident, even he felt it was too much of a coincidence.
"The fragments were not big. The child probably wasn't dead at the time. He just had massive bleeding in his chest and was rushed to the hospital."
"As for appearance..."
As he spoke, he looked at Lin An awkwardly:
"General Lin, I have cardioblindness...I can't remember faces, and...the people present at the time seemed..."
Looking around, Zeng Hongtian's expression darkened, he sighed and continued:
"Everyone present at the time died, and I was the only one left..."
"So, as for the information image, you probably have to go to Space City to look for it. I really can't describe the appearance of that child."
"certainly."
Zeng Hongtian added at the end:
"If the military hadn't deleted it, there must have been videos in the aerospace exhibition hall!"
After Lin An listened patiently, he couldn't help but frown. On the other side, Xiong Hanzi, who was eating hot pot, added curiously after hearing this:
"Blindness of mind? What is blindness of mind?"
Listening to Xiong Hanzi's question, Lin An sighed secretly and explained casually:
"Mind blindness means that you cannot imagine any pictures in your mind, nor can you imagine anyone's face. It is equivalent to being blind in terms of imagination."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Tie approached the embarrassed Zeng Hongtian as if he were watching a rare animal, and looked up and down:
"My dear, is there such a person?"
"Guy named Zeng, how can you become a director when you are blind?"
Xiong Hanzi looked strange, as if he wanted to open Zeng Hongtian's mind.
Zeng Hongtian's face was startled, and he quickly took two steps back with a sad face and hid next to Lin An:
"I'm mentally blind, but my brain is fine! This thing won't affect research!"
noisily.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin An felt helpless and asked Zhang Tie not to cause trouble. At this time, he felt speechless in his heart.
Everyone who has seen the boy is dead, and the only survivor is blind. And the video data is in Space City?
With a strange look on his face, Lin An felt for a moment that since he stepped here, everything was a coincidence.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly and had to give up exploring.
There is no way, Zeng Hongtian may not know that the space city has long been turned into ruins, or was destroyed by his own hands...
Not to mention that there is no video preserved in that place, there is not even a complete brick, and the exhibition hall has long been destroyed in the battle.
It seemed that if he wanted to figure out this matter, he could only follow the direction in which the army disappeared.
Lin An couldn't help but have a premonition.
Could it be that the direction in which the army disappeared was also in Soviet Russia?
You know, the upper side of Longjiang is Outer Mongolia, and the upper side is bordering Soviet Russia...
There..what exactly happened?
.......
"Captain Lin, are we really going to the Soviet-Russian war zone?"
Holding his toothbrush, Zhang Tie put one foot on the airline seat and grabbed the remote control with the other hand, constantly switching the movies on the projector in the fighter plane.
In the cabin, Lin An kept looking at the map, and kept circling dots on the map with his red pen.
"Well, when you get there, try not to use transformation unless necessary when there are humans around."
Raising his head, Lin An rubbed his eyebrows and replied faintly, feeling a little tired.
Dual-purpose, he not only has to use the power of disaster at all times, but also thinks about the next path.
If Long An didn't need him to worry about it, he doubted that he would mentally split into three people.
With greater ability comes greater responsibility and greater pressure.
After a short rest, Lin An calmly looked out the window. White clouds were passing by at high speed from the field of vision. Under the bright sun at noon, the clouds were covered with a light golden gauze.
All the way to now.
He is no longer himself.
Just like Chu An said.
He is the spiritual symbol of Long An, the pillar of An Xia and Jingtian, the fire of China, and the hope of countless survivors.
If you want to be that umbrella, naturally, there is a price to pay.
