"Where did he go?!"
The expressions of the three people suddenly changed, their minds sank, and they immediately launched a thorough search within the scope of the "city in the rain".
However, what they didn't expect was that not only Gao Yi, but also a car of "prey" that had been moved away had disappeared.
"Found him!"
The black raincoat suddenly shouted, and the three of them had the same mind, and their eyes immediately seemed to cross space, reaching the sky above an alley. Looking down, I could only see the backs of two figures that finally disappeared.
"Damn it! We were tricked!"
The gray raincoat looked ugly: "How did he know the exit? This world is made up of strange memories. Once freed from the shackles of memory, people can return to reality."
The blue raincoat also immediately responded: "They chose an inoffensive semi-finished product! No, leader, we can't let Descartes leak our information. The Executive Directorate..."
However, their uneasy words were easily stopped by the leader of the group, the black raincoat.
I only heard him say: "'City in the Rain' is established by rules and is also shackled by rules. After a certain period of time, we can no longer interfere with reality and bring people in."
"The Executive Directorate that you are worried about...actually doesn't need to be a concern."
"Why?"
The black raincoat didn't mean to explain. He just returned his gaze and said to himself: "Descartes, you should be glad that you escaped."
"But if you can escape the first grade of junior high school, how can you escape the fifteenth grade? Sooner or later, 'City in the Rain' will take the world by storm. By then... hum!"
After saying that, the figure in the black raincoat disappeared, leaving only the two of them, looking at each other in confusion.
…
"If I remember correctly, as long as you walk around the corner in front, the street is right outside."
Gao Yi, who had returned to his normal state, ran forward with a snow-white Samoyed beside him. Not long after, the master and servant rushed out of the darkness and arrived at the bustling city at night.
"who!"
Before Gao Yi could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a loud shout.
In the surrounding isolation zone, red and blue police lights flashed. A group of heavily armed personnel has surrounded the place and seems to be about to break in.
"Gao Yi?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Gao Yi turned his head and found that the person wrapped tightly and armed turned out to be a familiar face.
"Uncle Tan?"
Gao Yi was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. Is this because people from the Executive Directorate have discovered clues of their disappearance and are ready to come to rescue them?
Uncle Tan's reaction was also not slow, and he immediately explained to his colleagues: "I know him, and if nothing else, he should be one of the last two people mentioned by the previous students."
"Hey, Ayi."
Uncle Tan shouted: "Is there another performance artist with you? Where are the others?"
Gao Yi shook his head and replied loudly: "I don't know, I didn't pay attention. He should have left somewhere else."
Uncle Tan looked at the man who looked like his boss. The man nodded, as if he had confirmed something, and Uncle Tan finally let go of his tight tension and waved for Gao Yi to come over.
"Hey, I told you to stay still and stop running around. Why didn't you listen and even dragged someone in?"
Walking among the police cars, Uncle Tan took off his helmet and gave Gao Yi some displeasure.
Gao Yi was helpless and said with a wry smile: "You think I want to go out to attend a comic exhibition properly. Who knew I would encounter this? Uncle Tan, you are so efficient. If I came out a second later, wouldn't you? I just plan to rush in."
"Go, don't laugh with me when I'm criticizing and educating you."
Uncle Tan made a serious face: "Do you know how dangerous what you encountered is? It is completely unknown, comparable to an unprecedented special event like the disappearance of your parents! Even if it is an assessment, we have no way to start!"
Gao Yi had no choice but to put on an attitude of acknowledging the seriousness of the incident, but he still couldn't help but ask: "Knowing that it is so dangerous, what are you still planning to do..."
"Young man, you are looking down on us when you say this." A voice suddenly answered.
Gao Yi turned around and saw that it was the man Uncle Tan had asked for instructions from earlier. He was walking towards him with a lingering fear.
"Isn't the Executive Bureau there to stabilize the existing order? If we are unable to move forward just because of some inevitable unknowns on the road ahead, what else do we need to do?"
"Protecting our own people, from the beginning to the end, is our belief that we carry forward from generation to generation."
Gao Yi looked at the man so close, an inexplicable glint flashed in his eyes: "Even... is it a futile battle?"
"Even if it is a futile battle. As long as we can get a little information, failure is not meaningless."
Gao Yi thought a little differently. There is no way in this world, and someone must take the first step.
Aren't the materials that the Executive Directorate can refer to come from "unintentional battles"?
The man stretched out his palm: "I am Tan Yan's team leader. I'm sorry to meet you in this way, Gao Yi...classmate."
Gao Yi knew that he was worried about the failure of the seasonal storm and his shame of encountering the "city in the rain", so he smiled calmly and said that he was fine.
With Gao Yi, the two found other students who had settled down.
Affected by the joke, they actually had no real feeling about the belated arrival of Gao Yi, and they all sobbed on the phone with their parents with lingering fears.
However, Xie Yingying asked more questions with concern. She seemed to remember that it was Mr. Di who recited Gao Yi.
Gao Yi wanted to say that it was a tree, but due to the many unpredictable cognitive corrections in the joke, he was too lazy to explain.
I don’t know, but it’s the easiest thing to do. Gao Yi and Mr. Gao are like two parallel lines in life that never intersect. Just don't influence the other.
"By the way, Uncle Tan."
Gao Yi looked at the classmates who were picked up by their parents one by one, and asked curiously: "Don't you have any confidentiality measures for the people after the incident? For example, a laser pointer that can make people lose their memory by shining it."
Uncle Tan hit Gao Yi angrily: "Then why haven't you lost your memory yet? You know so much, yet you still go out every day."
"We have a confidentiality clause limited to immediate family members."
Uncle Tan tried his best to explain:
"Who would be fine, talking about such bad things everywhere? To put it another way, they don't care about the penalties in the terms and expose the incident. OK, then you don't want to think about it. They have the greatest power of interpretation in this society. Who is the party?"
"It's completely thankless."
Gao Yi nodded, unable to comment.
The Executive Directorate has too many ways to guide the direction of public opinion. Just don’t play with public opinion, and refer to the parties whose memories were corrected in the Shan’ao incident. It is too simple for the officials to manage the environment.
To put it bluntly, letting you know is respecting you.
"Your cousin...what? Still working overtime? That's okay, I'll find a police car to take you off."
Uncle Tan found a police car, and after some exchanges, he easily let Gao Yi sit in the back seat, achieving a treatment that most people would never encounter in their lifetime.
Just when Gao Yi was about to get in the car, suddenly, a black car drove slowly not far away, the door opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out and strolled among the umbrellas.
Pattering...
Gao Yi only heard someone's respectful address.
"Director Tao!"
