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Chapter 51 Snowy Night, 08:40 pm
Kana Tsukino switched from roller skates and led Rosie into a building's fire escape.The corridor was very dark, with only the words "Emergency Exit" glowing in green. They climbed up, silent all the way, and could only hear the sound of footsteps and the rustling of cloth, and Kana Tsukino beating his waist, frequentlyissued complaints.
Rosie is a bionic person, unable to feel the pain of Kana Tsukino climbing the stairs, he followed behind, subconsciously hung up a dozen calls from Deng Huailing, and even set up a blacklist for that person.For some reason, he should have cared about getting separated from Deng Huailing, but there was a voice in his ear repeatedly emphasizing that the killer is a more trustworthy partner.
These days, he has often fallen into a coma, having the same dream and hearing the same voice more frequently.In the dream, he sank to the bottom of the water, looking up at the icy monarch-like man, who was getting closer and closer to him, and once even put his hand into the water to touch his cheek.
Those smiling eyes staring at him through the water, shattered by the ripples, gave him the illusion that he couldn't escape.
Rosie collected herself and pulled herself out of that chaotic state.Looking at Kana Tsukino's slender back in front of him, he couldn't help asking: "Miss Tsukino, are you and the killerโ"
"He told me not to answer your question. So, no comment." Kana Tsukino changed his breath, straightened up to look at the floor numbers, and then yelled, "Damn, there are so many floors, the killer bastard should putThe elevator is also dark."
Rosie smiled.Sometimes there is no need for a definite answer, Kana Tsukino has inadvertently exposed a lot of information, first of all, she obeys the order of the killer, is a master-slave or employment relationship;Convenience is a breeze, but he doesn't take her feelings into account, making Rosie even more certain that the relationship isn't reciprocal.
He is extremely sensitive to such small details because Deng Huailing is in front of him and treats him as a completely equal human being, which makes it more difficult for others to stand up to him.
Amid Kana Tsukino's scolding, the two finally climbed to the top floor.The iron door was opened, and the cold wind wrapped in snow flakes covered their heads and faces.A little far away on the top floor, a gorgeous and domineering man sat obliquely on the railing, and his burning red hair showed his identity.
"The one you want." Kana Tsukino angrily pushed the android forward, and Rosie put the bouquet of flowers sent by the killer on the ground and walked over.
The killer smiled, raised his hand and threw a package into Kana Tsukino's arms, "Your things."
The girl in front of her suddenly changed her face, and her cold expression became extremely sweet. She smiled softly at the killer, hugged the package and thanked her: "I knew it, you still miss me..."
"Would you mind leaving us alone for a while?" the killer cut her off. "I have something to say to him."
"... Oh." Kana Tsukino restrained his smile, looking a little sad.She took a few steps back, "Oh, of course, you can do whatever you want." She turned and walked inside the iron gate to make room for them.
Footsteps coming down the stairs could be faintly heard. Rosie stared at the direction of the door for a while, but didn't ask about the relationship between the killer and Kana Tsukino. Anyway, the killer wouldn't tell the truth.He just wanted to clarify one question:
"So, what did you come to talk to me about?"
"You're too far away." The killer replied irrelevantly, beckoning to him, and then patted the position of the railing beside him, "Come here, yes, come here."
Rosie approached the railing dubiously, and the killer rubbed her head twice in the next second, and said with relief: "Good boy."
"..." Rosie glared at this arrogant human being, but the law prohibiting harming human beings was engraved at the bottom of the program, so he had no choice but to hold back.
"Don't be angry, take a closer look at this place." The killer comforted him with good words, turned his face and looked behind him, and the heavy snow was falling, and the height of nearly a hundred meters was beyond the railing. "Is there a kind of deja vu?"a feeling of?"
Rosie followed the other person's gaze, and also glanced over the railing, but saw nothing.This is just an ordinary building, even considered low among the high-rise buildings in the bustling area, and the scenery it looks out is not peculiar.praiseworthy things.
"A bastard I know," the killer said with emotion, "he gave his life here ten years ago... In fact, he is not dead. He was frozen in liquid nitrogen for ten years, and then he came back to life and became an idiot.Asshole or idiot, which do you think is better?"
Rosie looked at the snowy night sky: "Why are you telling me this? Whether it's a jerk or an idiot, I don't know the person you're talking about."
The killer smiled lightly and said, "No, you know it. The idiot I called is standing in front of me right now. If I really can't remember it, I can tell you the whole story."
He cleared his throat, "That bastard's life is a bit complicated, let's just talk about what happened ten years ago. He's from the second district...he's from a certain country, er, the king, leading a group of people who are difficult to deal withOne day, one of the vassals attacked another country without authorization, and was surrounded by siege, so the noble king decided to rescue him."
He used the word "noble" very ironically.
.peach demon.
"Sounds pretty daft, doesn't it? The rest of the vassals thought the same thing. It's a good opportunity to attack, not some Madonna rescue. They ganged up on the king, forced him to sign a consent form, and then all-out war broke out.The king led the army to capture the enemy's country, followed by countless refugees from his own country.
"The king did not give up his rescue plan, and still tried to establish contact with that subject, but the enemy country suddenly grasped his weakness, began to massacre the influx of refugees, and proposed peace talks. The king stepped down from his post and did not carry any weapons, went to the peace talks alone.
"He stepped onto the roof, where we are now, and said to the king of the enemy country, my life is in your hands..."
My life is in your hands, Bob.You can dispose of me as you like, just don't forget what you promised me.
Gripping the mayor's wrist, Rosie moved the gun up, resting her forehead lightly on the muzzle.At the moment of his death, he was still so arrogant and so calm, and when his eyelashes were raised, the mocking smile in his eyes could not be concealed.
"I know you've always hated me and wanted to kill me. However, my death is not the end of the problem." Rosie said with an unpredictable smile, "ideas can't be suppressed by killing a person, even killing a personThousands of people, millions of people, will not help. Your idea will be your gravedigger, and my idea will not die, if it dies it will rise again, it will wake up again and again, breaking through obstacles, until...For your funeral."
A lot of memories that didn't belong to him flooded in crazily, Rosie staggered a bit, and quickly held on to the railing beside her.He touched the cold snow water, and this cold feeling did not so much wake him up as it aroused more memories.
He vaguely recalled that when the king accepted the peace talks and decided to die, it was also such a snowy night.On the last day before the new year, every breath he exhaled was icy cold, the roadside was covered with corpses, and he had just handed the black ring to a child he had never met before, so there was nothing else he could use for self-defense.
He thought indifferently, he still had his hands, and he could still fight to the last moment of his life.But in the end, loneliness extinguished all fighting spirit. Walking in the dilapidated snow-falling city, he thought, how lonely... No one cares whether he dies, not even himself.
What people care about is the life and death of the leader of "Skill". When he stepped down from his position, only Rosie was left staggering on this road.
He walked on the vast streets, the snow was crunched down, and the New Year's bell was about to ring.He stepped onto the top of the building and said to Robert the words that were both a prophecy and a curse under the eyes of everyone, but he was not sure in his heart.
โand then it was all over, and he fell into a ten-year slumber, only to wake up turned upside down.
Luoxi woke up suddenly, with heavy snow falling on his face.His eyes were out of focus, he clenched the railing tightly and gasped for breath, in front of him was the killer who looked at him suspiciously.The android's consciousness suddenly fell into confusion, and he took the opportunity to suppress Rosie, struggling to wake up.
"Are you okay?" The killer asked inquiringly, obviously aware of the changes in the body.
"Of course, it couldn't be better." Rosie stabilized her mind and smiled slowly, "You seemed to call me an asshole just now, Ettore Schiffer?"
He gave the killer's real name.In the life of the killer with many bad records, the name has long been annihilated, only the code name remains.
There are only two people in the city who know his real name - one is Doctor and the other is Rosie.So when the name came out, he immediately confirmed the identity of that person, and punched the other person in the stomach without any force: "Aren't you an asshole? Rosie, you bloody bitch, you stupid"
"Enough." Rosie knew that the killer was full of anger and could swear for ten hours straight. He grinned and rubbed his stomach, surrendering, "ok, ok, I'm a bastard, I'm an idiot, and I can only stay awake for a short time.The program is going to take over my consciousness soon, so please stop fucking cursing, please?"
The killer stared at him for a while, then suddenly restrained his anger, and showed a faint smile: "Hi."
"Hi." Rosie also smiled, stretched out her hand and punched him, and without too many provocative words, they met again on a snowy night ten years later.
Although their respective fates are fraught, Rosie is no longer the leader of "Skill", and the killer has changed from an adjudicator to a fugitive wanted in the city, but the two confirmed that each other's ideas have not changed in just one second.enough.
"This shouldn't be the first time you have broken through a procedural barrier, right? How long is the time limit, a day, or half a day?" the killer asked.
"Half an hour, thanks to your signal jammer." Rosie replied, "You are too optimistic. The previous awakenings took less than ten minutes. Half an hour is the longest time I can last. This bodyIt's still the body of a bionic person, if I don't recover, the program can control my actions at any time."
"I will prepare recovery surgery for you, but it will take time. At present, there are two biggest obstacles. One is that the details of the bionic transformation cannot be clarified, and the other is that the operation must be carried out for at least 24 hours-this is still me.The best situation that can be predicted, but the fact is that you cannot leave Deng Huailing's side even a single step." The killer said something in his words.
Rosie frowned disapprovingly: "Are you implying that I killed him?"
"It's not a hint, we have to kill him." The killer habitually twirled the scalpel at his fingertips, which he would do whenever he wanted to kill or was extremely bored, "One thing I don't quite understand, Rosie,You have woken up several times, why don't you just attack him and contact me? This is the only way to recover."
Seeing that the other party was silent, a smile gradually appeared on the killer's face, and he teased, "Or, do you really like that brat?"
"One more word and I'll kick you down." Rosie said coldly.
After all, he didn't really do that, but put his hands together, sat on the railing side by side with the killer, then changed direction and stared at the muddy street.
"It has nothing to do with what you're thinking, I just found out that he's a good guy. You know, we've been doing missions in circles for the past few days, and in order to earn more rewards, that person not only doesn't sleep, he even diesNo more."
"Sounds like a money grabber," said the killer.
"I thought so too at first, but I have seen his account books, and the deduction of credit points is in units of 20 million." Luoxi glanced at the killer, "Rosie doesn't know what it is, but you and I bothI am very familiar with it, people in the second district want to obtain the residence qualification of the main urban area, and the amount they have to spend is so much, there is a quota limit every year, and new places will be released on January 1st, which is why Deng Huailing saved money."
"He collected money, never for himself...but for the people in the second district."