In the conference room of East 1 Command Center, the silence was as dead.The officers and think tanks gathered around the sand table, held their breath carefully, looked at Rosie sitting at the head of the long table, cold sweat soaked their backs.The atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed to be shrouded in thick fog, and the heavy feeling of thick water vapor filled every inch of the air, making it suffocating.

The leader in the pure white military uniform stared at the eleven bases crossed out by red crosses on the sand table with an expression as cold as ice.The young man with Tang Dao behind him had a look of worry in his eyes, as if he wanted to persuade something, but he didn't speak.

Three minutes ago, the East 5 signal was restored, and countless holographic calls, emails, and military briefings were sent overwhelmingly, making the correspondents flustered.All the reports stated the same thing—the eleven new bases on East 5 were all exploded, and the senior military officers who remained inside held on to the last moment, and no one survived.

"What are you all watching me do? Don't you have anything to do?" Rosie raised her head slowly, breaking the silence.His voice was dry and hoarse, and his eyelids covered by eyelashes were blank, "I don't believe what the group of East 5 said, the partition door there has been opened, send someone to investigate quickly, find out the extent of the damage to the base,Report back to me."

A think tank who didn't fully understand his face persuaded him inappropriately: "But leader, this series of explosions should be caused by the self-explosion ordered by the East 5 adjudicator. The reserves of explosives are enough to blow up the base including the elevator entrance.It has been razed to the ground..."

"Shut up!" The usually calm leader showed a furious look for an instant, and the ruthlessness in his eyes made the think tanks shrink back in fright, "Follow my orders, and I won't do anything until I find out the real situation."Listen to any rumors. Find me a killer, and I will see the dead if I live!"

Several think tanks lowered their heads in fear, whispering to each other amidst the leader's anger, and occasionally glanced at the laptop screen in front of them, as if discussing something in a low voice.

Rosie glanced coldly, then walked up to them, raised her hand and pressed it on the desktop next to the notebook: "What?"

"I received an email in the mailbox of East 1 Office, which is from the mayor's office." Several people did not dare to hide it, and reported truthfully, but hurriedly closed the screen, "But, you can't read this email..."

"Go away, I don't want to say it a second time." Rosie frowned irritably.

"You, you really can't see..."

Rosie didn't say anything, and the king's cold gaze fell on the other's face, and the think tank moved away tremblingly.He opened the notebook, and a shocking photo suddenly appeared on the screen. The whole photo was filled with eerie red. It was a scene of a corpse lying in a pool of blood.

He stared at the corpse's face obsessively, raised his fingertips and gently stroked the blood hole on the man's chest in the picture, there was no extra emotion in his eyes, but a little more blank and dazed.Rosie just looked at the photo quietly for half a minute under everyone's attention, then suddenly turned around, covered her mouth in pain and retched.

"Rosie!" Deng Huailing reacted very quickly, and hugged her tightly into her arms.He noticed that the person in his arms was weak and exhausted. Rosie's whole body was exhausted in the intense nausea. The opponent had fought for so many years and had seen all kinds of bloody scenes. It was definitely not because of the impact of the picture that he felt nauseated, but ratherIt was because of Robert's disgusting methods.

The bionics who broke into the base could have given the killer a good time, but they wanted to dig out his heart alive.Robert is declaring victory to Rosie in this way, wanting Rosie to be frightened and confused.At the same time, it is also a warning to the people in the main city who are trying to rebel. Joining the rebels and fighting against the Cesina government is the end.

"Let go of me..." Rosie trembled, not out of fear, but out of unparalleled anger.Deng Huailing knew that the other party's emotions were about to lose control, so he put his arms around Rosie's back, let the other party lean on his shoulders, and slowly walked out of the meeting room.

As soon as he closed the door of the meeting room, Rosie broke free from his arms and stumbled forward.Deng Huailing chased after him and twisted the opponent's wrist, and pressed him against the wall, meeting the out-of-focus eyes behind the messy hair.

"Let go of me, I'm going to kill Robert Dillane!" Rosie roared with red eyes, her expression almost crazy, "I'm going to kill him! Chop up his bones and feed them to the dogs!"

Deng Huailing tightly clenched Rosie's wrist. He tried his best but couldn't control the opponent who was about to go crazy: "Rosie, calm down! Even if you go to the main city rashly, what effect will it have?"

"How do you want me to calm down? They dug out Ettore's heart!" Rosie's eyes were full of killing intent, and she gritted her teeth, "Of course I have my own way. I sneaked into the main city to save you before, and nowYou can assassinate Robert, as long as..."

"You yourself know that is impossible, otherwise there would be no need to fight," Deng Huailing said rationally, "The killer also wants you to avenge him, but not now! If you can really understand his plan, hisPut away this useless anger, and show it to everyone when you speak!"

"Enough!" Rosie's eyes burst into anger, and he grabbed Deng Huailing's collar, "Huai Ling, you are always so rational, too rational! I believe you didn't waste time on purpose, but I really doubt youDo you feel guilty about the death of the killer? You and I are both at fault for this matter, and I have been blaming myself for letting him see the plan, but you...do you really not even regret it?"

"Isn't it you who is overly rational?" Deng Huailing was silent for a moment, her brown eyes met Rosie's without avoiding it, "I understand what you mean, you think I'm too cold-blooded, but you are the one who is really cold-blooded, Rosie...Didn't you also hide from me when you wrote 'The End of the Song Project'? You want to deprive the life of the person I love the most, do you feel too much guilt towards me?"

"I..." Rosie froze for a moment, as if she had never thought about what the other party said, and the hostility all over her body dissipated as if in shock.Seeing Deng Huailing's resentful and aggrieved expression, the emotion in his pitch-black eyes softened, and the bottom of his eyes was no longer filled with bloodthirsty rage, but filled with guilt a little bit.

He slowly loosened the opponent's collar, and the rationality dominated by anger returned to his heart.Only then did he realize how out of control he had just been. He was so impatient and impulsive that he didn't look like himself. He even said several hurtful things to Deng Huailing, but the other party was just analyzing it for him in an orderly manner.

Deng Huailing was right, if he went to the main city in such a reckless manner, it would really be a waste of the killer's painstaking efforts.This is the truth that is easy to understand after calming down, but he just couldn't calm down just now. If his lover didn't control the reins of thinking, he would have fallen into the abyss.

"I'm sorry, Huailing, it's my fault." Rosie's eyes were flushed, she stroked Deng Huailing's hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "I only care about my own sadness, forgetting that you have endured a lot during this time. Think about it carefully, standIn your position, it is indeed difficult to choose, if it is not the killer, it will be me... I have underestimated the importance of myself to you, and have not considered your feelings."

Deng Huailing sighed, he was very angry at first, and turned his eyes away to prevent himself from softening because of the other party's eyes.But when Rosie touched his head, his anger melted away quickly, faster than the snowmelt in spring, and the warmth flowed through his heart like a gurgling stream.

He turned his face back, pressed the back of Rosie's head, put his forehead close to the other's forehead, and explained in a low voice: "When you were Rosie, I said something to another bounty hunter. I said 'I don'tNo need to show grief all the time, day and night, I never forgot about it'..."

"...'I have never stopped regretting'." Rosie's eyes were even more red, but she continued with a sob, "Yeah, I should have understood you a long time ago. In this world, no one can understand you, but I can't."

"You still remember." Deng Huailing whispered, lowering his eyes and kissing the other's lips lightly, "You asked me why I was indifferent to the killer's death, this is my answer."

Rosie finally couldn't hold back her tears, hugged Deng Huailing's neck tightly, buried her face in the other's neck, and sobbed sobbingly.The tremendous pressure have endured during this period of time, the physical and mental exhaustion of struggling to support the precarious battle situation, and the sadness of losing companions are all washed away in tears and flow down cheeks.

"The killer is very smart. He expected that you would collapse when you heard the news of his death, so let me stay by your side to ensure that the 'End of Song Project' can go smoothly." Deng Huailing tightened his arms around the other party, softlytalking.

Rosie's tears also touched his heart, but he didn't want to vent any emotions, between Rosie and him, there must be someone who is sober, "This is one of the killer's last wishes, he is better than you crying for himI would like to see you ascend to the mayor's throne. His sacrifice will not be in vain until 'Shu' wins the final victory."

"Well, I see." Rosie rubbed against his clothes, wiping away her tears, "I swear, no matter what the price is, I will fulfill Ettore's last wish."

They hugged each other quietly in the corridor for a while, and the traces of the surrounding night gradually faded.At six o'clock in the morning, the artificial sunlight began to light up. Soon, there would be more people in the command center, and the daytime battle would become more intense.

Deng Huailing suddenly remembered another thing the killer entrusted to him when he returned to East 5: "By the way, the killer sent me a message after he got in the car, and he said that he left a piece of paper in the third drawer on the left of your desk."Things, let me tell you when the right time is right. I don’t know which day is the right time, maybe it’s now, do you want to see it?”

Rosie let go of him, wiped off the remaining tears on her face, nodded and said, "Go and have a look."

The two went upstairs and opened the office door, squatting at the desk while Rosie opened the third drawer.In addition to the piles of daily documents inside, there is also a silver-white metal cube placed abruptly on the top of the documents, with a smooth appearance, about the size of a palm.

Rosie carefully picked up the cube. In his imagination, what the killer left him should be a certain confidential document, or even the key to reversing the outcome.After all, before leaving, the killer had already seen "The End of the Song Project", and what was left behind was likely to be related to the plan itself.

With such a mood, he pressed the only protrusion on the surface of the cube, and it made a "click" sound, and then slowly stretched out in his hands. The metal surface was deformed layer by layer, and finally turned into... aElectric sheep?

The electronic sheep happily slid down Rosie's palm, and the rollers under the four hooves spun around in front of him and Deng Huailing on the floor, playing a playful tune happily while turning:

"You're a big fool, big big fool; you're a big fool, big big fool..."

"What!" Rosie felt taunted by a dead man.He tried to hold the electronic sheep in the palm of his hand, but the preset dodge program of the sheep was extremely sensitive, it shrank into a cube and slid away, then resumed its sheep shape, and continued to play festive music: "You are a big foolx, big big..."

"..." Rosie gave up, his sincere tears just now becoming inappropriate at this moment.

Sitting side by side with him on the floor, Deng Huailing watched the metal sheep spin and sing in silence. The sun shone brightly through the shutters, cutting the floor into strips of gold and dark brown.The sheep danced among the shadows, and the golden dust fell like snow.

"Perhaps, he wants to tell you not to waste time on his death, it is best not to have even the slightest sorrow," Deng Huailing stared at the electronic sheep, reasoning, "immediately, do what you should do.That's really the style of a killer."

Rosie nodded, admitting that Deng Huailing was right.He raised his head, as if he saw the killer's familiar smile in the sunshine, just like the expression on the day they first met, when the other party was planning to play tricks on the policeman; and it was like when they first entered the second district, the killer planned all the vicious tricks.Tactical elation.

That person has never had a so-called moral bottom line, nor is he bound by emotion, he is extremely pragmatic.The killer ruthlessly used everyone including himself, too much sadness was not beneficial to their plans, so the killer reminded him to get rid of redundant emotions quickly, meaningless feelings are not welcome with the other party.

"What a heartless bastard." Rosie smiled faintly, closing her eyes to prevent the tears from rolling down again.