A day later, the changing room of the third command center in the Tianqiongjiang City branch.

Song Qinglan changed her clothes first and walked out of the locker room.

Except for him and Ji Yu, the seven teams have not yet returned to the team and are still on vacation.

This is the first time Song Qinglan has seen such a quiet locker room. Everyone in Team Seven still doesn't know that their Team Song and Advisor Ji will go back more than ten years ago to make a space-time transition that has nothing to do with any mission. .

Song Qinglan checked the communicator on her wrist again, and when she heard the door open, she saw that Ji Yushi also came out again.

Like Song Qinglan, Ji Yushi also wore an outdated top, paired with ripped jeans that were popular more than ten years ago, and a pair of flashy skate shoes.

"Okay, we can go make a movie now." Song Qinglan said, "Two idiots who are isolated from the world and came to the big city from a remote village for the first time."

Looking at the clothes from more than ten years ago, it is indeed a bit dirty from the current point of view. It is not related to the word retro at all. Not to mention that the people in the command center have dressed them up in order to better integrate them into that time period. Song Qinglan I've never worn it like this in my life.

Ji Yushi told him: "This is not bad. Once on a mission, I even wore a bug suit."

Song Qinglan: "Bug costume?"

"Well, pretending to be a beggar." Ji Yushi still felt uncomfortable when he thought of it, and said quickly, "They really found me a dress worn by beggars, the kind with fleas."

Having said this, he emphasized his tone, "Can you believe it, flea."

Hearing the deep resentment from consultant Gao Lengji in private, Song Qinglan wanted to laugh a little: "Then it's really good this time, I'm grateful."

In the monsoon season, he is already familiar with the idea of ​​going back to the past.

People's preparations for all aspects of temporal integrity are considered rigorous. Those who return to the past time period are asked to minimize their presence as much as possible to ensure that they do not interfere with the past timeline in any way.

As an experienced recorder who has performed 89 missions, after getting the reward from the Rubik's Cube mission last time during the rainy season, he went back to the past without any preparation, which is very irresponsible and reckless. The reason why his psychological evaluation failed was entirely because of this.

Both of them disguised themselves and walked towards the command center in tacit understanding.

As soon as he walked out the door, when he passed the corridor, he saw some commotion in front of him.

This time, it was not a mission, and the transition with only two people would not require many people, so only Minister Wang and other insiders were present to assist.

But there are a lot of people at the end of the corridor, colleagues are on high alert, trotting busy, and many people from the medical center are there, bringing in and out of carts, liquids, and first-aid equipment. This is only after returning from an important mission. There will be battles.

A colleague passed by them, Song Qinglan grabbed the other party: "What happened?"

The colleague was in a hurry: "The 12th team is back!"

Both of them were startled.

Song Qinglan still held the opponent's hand and asked, "Team Twelve?"

There are dozens of teams in the Tianqiongjiang City branch, of course, there are teams numbered twelve.

But in the current situation, especially the "12 teams" mentioned by my colleagues, it is obvious that this team is not the other team, otherwise they would not have made such a big move.

"It's the Twelve Team that disappeared after the mission fifteen years ago!" The colleague, still in shock, pushed Song Qinglan's hand away, "Song Team, talk about it later!"

After all, he also joined the crowd at the end of the corridor.

When Song Qinglan looked at Ji Yu, Ji Yu was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other, their hearts filled with turbulent waves.

In the crack of time and space, they saved the twelve teams fifteen years ago, because the two timelines of the past and the future cannot be self-consistent, so the bubble world was created.

They all know that after returning for a detailed mission report this time, the 12th team in the sky will definitely be cleared of the crime of defecting, and the sky will return them to their innocence, but they did not expect that the 12th team will return to the current time and space. .

The feet seemed to be nailed, and they stood there.

He has excellent eyesight during the monsoon, and his sight cut through the crowd, accurately capturing a face in the crowd.

Time went backwards on the middle-aged minister with gray temples.

Traces are swept away.

Overlapped with this young face in the crowd.

in torrential rain.

The city projected by the mirror is like a kaleidoscope.

The rain dripped down the young captain's face. He drew his gun and pointed it at the traitor: "Xie Si'an, in the name of the witness of time and the guardian of time, I condemn you for defecting."

Qi Lang was wearing a black combat uniform with "12" written on his chest, and there were several teammates wearing the same clothes standing beside him.

One of them was handcuffed behind his back, with a gloomy face, and it was Xie Si'an.

Fifteen years have passed.

The return is still the same as when he was young.

They were surrounded by people and walked out, and the scene was crowded.

No one from Team Twelve noticed the two they had met in the space-time rift at that time.

They passed by.

With the opening of the teleportation capsule, a group of people left the ground, and the corridor of the base returned to silence. Song Qinglan frowned deeply: "How could this happen?"

Ji Yushi was thoughtful, and he was silent for a while before saying, "It's the same as what we thought before..."

Song Qinglan's tense expression relaxed a little: "You mean the concept of 'all eras exist at the same time'."

"Yes. Don't you think that the situation in the space-time crack is similar to that in the Rubik's Cube?" Ji Yushi said, "If the idea back then was really successful, then the situation like today will be very common."

But this is not something they should worry about right now.

Maybe when they come back, they can get more information.

The two came to the third command center.

It's business as usual here, people are working in their respective positions, maybe they don't know the big event of the return of the Vault 12 team fifteen years ago.

[1456.6.25 14:23:07]

The current time coordinates are displayed on the huge system projection.

Minister Wang and the commander-in-chief were both there. After speaking to them briefly, Minister Wang received a call and left in a hurry. Seeing her expression, she should have received a notice of the return of the 12th team.

Before leaving, she looked at Ji Yushi, and then said to Song Qinglan, "Come back early."

Song Qinglan nodded: "Don't worry."

After Minister Wang left, the inquisitor stepped forward and used the instrument to perform a final physical examination for them to confirm whether the state was suitable for the transition. The dispatcher began to test the compatibility of their subcutaneous communicator with the destination time coordinate, and everything seemed to be no different from the previous mission.

until they were assigned mock faces.

"Going back to the past timeline, in order to maximize the integrity of the timeline, we have to reduce our sense of existence." The commander came over, "Xiao Ji is more experienced at this point, and he has received professional training. , it's you, Xiao Song."

The commander-in-chief paused, and everyone understood why he said that.

Song Qinglan's presence is too strong.

Even if he simulates a face with no memory points, the figure and height are very eye-catching.

"Before the last mission, you said at the meeting that you want to apply for an S-level mission after the mission is over. Who knew you would go out, not to mention the S-level mission, even the super S-level mission." The commander didn't mean to embarrass him, so he turned around and said, "Xiao Song, don't say anything this time, don't set up a flag."

During the rainy season: "..."

Song Qinglan: "Yes!"

Countdown to five minutes.

"In order to retain talents, Xiao Song has sacrificed a lot to help his teammates to this point, and his spirit is commendable."

The commander-in-chief praised Song Qinglan and knew nothing about their relationship.

Then he looked at Ji Yushi: "In Ji Yushi, the captain personally helped. I wish you success in unraveling the knot, becoming a member of our guardians as soon as possible, and repaying Team Song's help as a left and right hand."

Ji Yu's eyelashes hung down: "Thank you, Commander-in-Chief."

The two entered the teleporter.

This time, without the company of teammates, only two capsules were placed alone on the teleportation platform, indicating that they will rely on each other and be closely connected during the transition.

The capsule hatch opened.

When the monsoon rains, he takes a step forward, but is stopped: "When the monsoon rains."

Before he could respond, Song Qinglan had already strode over. In the eyes of everyone outside the glass cover, he actually grabbed the back of Ji Yushi's head, lowered his head and kissed it.

The lips are soft in the rainy season.

Behind him are the precision-operated machinery and equipment, all the colleagues of the third command center, and the people who have witnessed their last mission to some extent. Even if all sounds were blocked by the glass cover on the teleportation platform, during the monsoon season, everyone seemed to be gasping for breath.

"Officially come out of the closet." Song Qinglan's eyes were like cold pools, but an evil arc was drawn on her lips, "Let them know that this is not a sacrifice, and it does not require you to repay."

to this moment.

It was only when Ji Yuzhi realized how fast his heart was beating, that his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

It's different from the last day he went alone, and it's also different from his long-standing fantasies.

This time he will really face that day, and he will no longer be alone. The silver-white capsule stood quietly, and as long as he stepped into it, he began a journey of saying goodbye to his past self.

"gone."

Song Qinglan let go of him, turned around and took the lead in the capsule.

When the monsoon rains, they also sit in the capsule.

Countdown to one minute.

The hatch was closed, the safety lock was gradually wrapped up from his calf, and the communicator on his left wrist emitted a green light. No longer six six points, but only one small point, that is Song Qinglan's current position and body transformation.

[You are connected to a public channel. ]

A short beep sounded, and the law of the sky was displayed on the transparent panel.

"I am the witness of time, and I swear here."

"Never change the past!"

"Never talk about the present!"

"Never be obsessed with the future!"

Song Qinglan's voice sounded on the public channel: "Get ready."

Like hearing Song Qinglan's voice through the subcutaneous communicator for the first time, Ji Yu Shi lightly squeezed the armrest of the safety seat, ready to set off at the command.

Who knew that Song Qinglan called his name on a private channel.

"Sheng Han."

Ji Yu suddenly clenched the handrail, so hard that his fingertips turned white.

No one knows what these two words mean to him at this time.

The nice male voice said to him, "Let's go."

[1439.04.06 06:00:21]

The capsule landed in a secluded part of the city and was quietly hidden.

It is raining lightly.

The two walked on the quiet street in the early morning without speaking to each other.

The simulated face covered Ji Yushi's face, so that Song Qinglan couldn't see his true emotions right now. Occasionally there were pedestrians on the street. They walked for a long time, passed an old cake shop on the corner, and met a customer who just came out of the shop and went to work in the morning.

When walking side by side with these people for a short distance, for a moment, Song Qinglan almost couldn't tell which one was the season of rainy season.

Fortunately, they are heading in the same direction after all.

In spring, there is a slight chill in the rainy weather.

During the rainy season, he suddenly stopped and hid at the corner.

Song Qinglan also stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

It seemed too cold, and when Ji Yushi spoke, his teeth chattered: "Ahead, ten o'clock."

Song Qinglan looked in the direction he said.

I saw a man in a black combat uniform sitting on a bench by the street.

The man was handsome and cold, his face was pale, and he was holding a small cake in his hand. In the rain, he was drooping his eyes, staring at it motionless.

Song Qinglan retracted her gaze and leaned against the wall.

When Ji Yushi looked at him, his breathing was a little messy, and facing all this again made him a little at a loss.

Song Qinglan's face was unfamiliar, but her eyes and tone were the same as before: "Last time you sneaked here by yourself and ate a small cake behind our back?"