Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 166: The black nest is coming
166 black nest is coming
Although she knows that Cui Di is a black policewoman, the only impression comes from the narration in the Doomsday Fantasy Diary. Read novels on mobile phones, update synchronously!{'}(Read novels) The only people who returned alive from the first doomsday adventure were me, Fu Jiang and Cui Di. Although they left contact information with each other, they returned to reality. Later, there was no contact with Ranwen Novel Network for various reasons. Now that I saw her again, if she hadn't greeted her first, I would hardly remember it.
The people who are standing in front of me are acquaintances and teammates who once fought side by side, but at this time it feels like seeing a stranger. I once again feel the martial arts of the universe, the holy king makes the sacred king, the night kills the gods, the seal, the throne seeks the devil, the world, the strongest, abandons the young, the great Zhou, the royal family, the night kills the **** Moving the universe will kill the night god, the **** seal, the throne, seek the devil, proud world, the strongest, abandoning the Shao Da Zhou imperial clan, will kill the night god, the **** seal throne, the strongest, abandon the Shao Da Zhou imperial clan, to amnesia, the past and The current emotions are completely unconnected, and cannot describe the feeling in the heart. Is it joy, surprise, or doubt? Cui Di and Fu Jiang are not the same.
"Tui Di? It's you, why are you here?" I was full of doubts about her sudden appearance, and it was in this situation. I glanced in the direction of the fast-food restaurant, where black and heavy heads were surging. I couldn't help but wonder, the explosion of the fast food restaurant might not have anything to do with her, right? I couldn't help shaking my head in my heart. It didn't make sense. Tritty was a policeman. Why did she do that?
"It's still the same, Gao Chuan." Cui Di threw the pistol back, spreading her hand to show that there is no hostility, "I see old friends, so I say hello in advance."
In the description of the diary, although we used to fight side by side, some bad things happened when we first met, and the timing of her appearance was too coincidental, so even though I put the pistol away, it still remained strong. Of vigilance. My heart is full of doubts, and I wish she would stop talking about her, and explain the ins and outs of the matter in one breath. But I also know that this is unlikely.
There are two questions I want to know the most: First, who exactly is Cui Di, who has become a Mageweave messenger, doing things for? Second, people who return from the doomsday illusion will lose their memory, so how did Tritty recognize me at a glance?
"Say hello in this way, I am respectable and thank you Bumin." I said, "You know, I almost killed you."
"I don't think you have that ability. I am now a magicweave messenger just like you."
"Well, don't talk about the unnutritious debate. Answer me, Tridi, why are you here? Aren't you working as a policeman in Los Angeles?"
"Of course, what else can I do without being a police officer? I had a big case recently and I finally got a vacation." Tridi hugged her arms and looked around the noisy surroundings. "You don't think you should invite me to drink. Cup of coffee?"
Before, our battles were like lightning and flint. Although there were many other people, no Ranwen Novel.com found that their attention was all attracted by the explosion of the fast food restaurant. But it's really not a good idea to keep entangled here.
I put away the dagger, didn't breathe it into the magic pattern, just hid it under the coat. I asked Cui Di to wait a while, staring at her, and at the same time I took out my mobile phone to call Fu Jiang to confirm everyone's situation. Although Cui Di said that there is no hostility to Ranwen.com, I don't think her arrival is a good thing. It is impossible for her to have nothing to do with what is happening at the moment without Ranwen.com.
"A Chuan, are you okay?" Fu Jiang's voice came. In addition to the messy noise, it seemed that it was also in the place where the crowd gathered.
"It's okay, I've talked to that guy. Are you and Jung okay?" I asked.
"It's okay. But it was really big just now. Did you see Cui Di?" Fu Jiang said frivolously.
Fu Jiang’s news is too timely, and it seems that something has gone wrong with her. I couldn't help but glance at Tritty again, she just smiled at me.
"She is here. Where are you?"
"Behind the cafe opposite the fast food restaurant, take her with me. There is an old friend here." Fu Jiang said the last sentence with some faint dread. Although I knew that it was impossible to complete this task safely, but the combination of Fu Jiang and Jung found trouble, and this unexpected trouble was really troublesome.
Old friend, who would it be? I have vaguely guessed the answer in my heart. Putting my phone away, I led Tritty to the meeting place, thinking about my thoughts along the way, and the atmosphere was a bit dull, but Tridi did not appear to be boring at all.
The road sandwiched between fast food restaurants and cafes was blocked by crowds of pedestrians and police gradually arriving. Over the years, the town has always felt like a peaceful and tranquil health resort, at least on the surface, the fast-food restaurant was blasted like a huge thunder to break this harmony. Even I know that the impact of this kind of fanfare is very bad.
This alone may not make people's minds flustered, but if a criminal case is stabbed out next, Sergeant Engels will be overwhelmed.
Is this an event related to the anomaly in this town? Did the black hand behind the scenes change the way of committing the crime? If so, what made it break the criminal transaction that has been maintained for a decade?
But what makes me mind the most is that Tritty may be the main culprit or accomplice in this case. Although there were no deaths in the explosion, but deliberately destroying the property of innocent townspeople, this behavior is no longer within the scope of police conduct. The record of Tritty in the diary is not very specific, but at least it doesn't make me feel like a bad person. But I haven't seen it for a few months. At this time, Cui Di is very different from the policewoman in my mind.
To describe it, she exudes a strong personal heroism. Perhaps the combination of police identity and doomsday power created a new woman, just like those wanderers who wander between darkness and light that I have described in my book countless times. Ah, this description is so familiar, I remember it.
"Tridi, you joined the black nest, didn't you?" I stopped, turned my head and asked.
"I can't hide it from you." Tritty smiled helplessly.
"You should be in the Security Bureau." I said seriously. No matter how she looked at the previous Cui Di, she did not look like a police officer who disliked government agencies, or that people who would be a police officer would generally not slander their shelter. Then the security bureau as an international security agency recognized by the country should be Her first choice was right. What has changed her in these short tens of days?
"Like you?" Cui Di asked back, without a slight expression on her face, "I don't think what you are doing now can change anything. I just want to gain greater strength and protect the people I love. ."
"With that said, I can think you have given up, right?" I think she knows what I mean. The job of a policeman is to protect the people and maintain order. Cui Di is not an unethical bad policeman. If she still decides to be a good policeman, it is impossible to turn a blind eye to the chaos caused by the end of the day.
Tritye's face showed a complex expression mixed with pain and nostalgia, but in the end she became cold and determined. It was a will to never look back even if she regretted it.
"This world is no longer saved." She originally said that, but she paused, closed her eyes and opened again, and said without hesitation: "I'm sorry, but I don't want to save this world."
Tritty stared at my eyes earnestly, and said, "I don’t have the courage of Ranwen.com, and I don’t see any hope. I don’t know why I want to save those people, but I don’t hate this world either. So, I decided to give everything to fate. I just want to protect the few people I care about, nothing more. Do you understand what I said? Boy."
After that, before I could answer, she shook her head herself, as if saying that I would never understand her. But I can understand it. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, the books I read and the conversations of others do not lack the same stories. Both luck and misfortune can change a person's life.
People's thinking may seem complicated, but in fact it is also very monotonous. Some philosophers have said that happy people are the same, but unfortunate people have their own misfortunes. However, in my opinion, the factors that produce luck and misfortune are similar.
When you understand these elements, you can create comedies and tragedies at will.
If this is the case, then in this world, there is no sophistication that children cannot understand.
I know that this kind of statement is too cold and may be called childish, but that's what I think.
In my eyes, Tritty has encountered some misfortunes, and those misfortunes ate her heart like a curse. But I can't do anything for her, or even persuade her, because what she sees and feels is not lies and illusions. I am also not sure whether her thoughts and practices are correct or wrong.
So she said I couldn't understand, I just remained silent.
Behind the cafe is a long and narrow alleyway. The walls on both sides are very flat. The brick cracks, red-brown and low structures are full of rural atmosphere, but they also have a certain modern feel. The biggest difference from the city’s roadways is that there are no garbage dumps, graffiti, or iron ladders inside, and the roads and walls are very clean.
The sun shone from above, a little dazzling, giving me the illusion that the haze in my heart caused by the explosion of the fast food restaurant and the change of Cui Di is being evaporated by the light and heat.
Maybe people are crowded to the other side to watch the excitement, or maybe there is an unknown force surrounding this place. When Tridi and I walked in, it was like entering a world isolated from reality, a modern town. The hustle and bustle of the city was blocked by a transparent wall outside the laneway. There are only five people here, me, Fu Jiang, Jung, Cui Di and an old man with gray hair.
That old man is the tallest person here, maybe more than one hundred and ninety centimeters. The autumn sun is a bit strong, but he is wearing a black windbreaker with a white inside, which produces a strong color contrast. The collar is dignified and the buttons are buttoned up to the neck. The body is tightly wrapped. Feeling strong. At first sight, I recognized this figure as an old man who had collided with Marseille at the entrance of a fast food restaurant. He felt the same as it was then, with a gentle smile on his generous face like sunlight.
Two things reflect light and occupy most of the first impression. One is a pair of round-lens glasses placed between the bridge of the nose, with a silver chain commonly used by elderly people to avoid falling, and the other is a cross hung on the neck, which seems to be made of silver.
Unable to see his eyes through the glasses lens, there seems to be only a layer of white light.
The whole person seems to have come out of a painting, giving people an unreal feeling.
He is clutching a thick black book with his right hand hanging down to his side.
Contradictory feeling, the priest is not the priest.
Walking to a place five meters in front of him, standing with Fu Jiang and Jung, Cui Di went straight past me and stood beside the priest halfway through, like his entourage. When the priest's gaze fell on me, as if he was overlooking it, it was not just an illusion caused by height.
Mowen did not have any information about this person brought to me by Ranwen Novel Network. He is at least a third-level magicweave messenger, and he seems to have a much higher authentication authority than mine.
"Long time no see, boy." He smiled at me kindly. "It has been dozens of days since that farewell. I wished you could live a peaceful life, but you finally used that connection. Address. Remember? Mr. Gao Chuan."
"It's you, Father Xi Sen." I suppressed the surprised tone. The familiarity I felt at the entrance of the fast food restaurant turned out to be not an illusion.
In the diary of the doomsday illusion, I spent a lot of pen and ink describing this person before the amnesia. He is the only person who impressed me the most in Fu Jiang.
Father Xi Sen, the actual guide for Fu Jiang and I, was an unpredictable three-pole magic pattern messenger before Fu Jiang and I became the Chosen Ones. Although I know that his superpower is to control the atmosphere, his true strength cannot be judged from evaluation and intuition. Even if I am now an envoy of the three-pole magic pattern with the envoy, I can't feel his strength when facing him.
He is also a priest, but completely different from the Luanzhong of Doomsday Truth, Xi Sen does not have the unique and personalized temperament of Ranwen Novel. He looks like just a tall ordinary priest, but if he is so determined, he will feel like he is not an ordinary person.
I once learned from the Prophet Mayne that Father Sisson was once a member of the Security Service, but later joined the Black Nest, but he still maintained the friendship with the Prophet Mayne. The people in the Black Nest are not the number one enemy of the Security Bureau. He and Cui Di have not shown hostility at Ranwen. Do they also want to obtain the inheritance of the first prophet?
It’s just that I don’t know much about the Black Nest. In my impression, they are just conservative followers. Although they are an organization, their structure and action plan are very loose. There is even no information from Ranwenfiction.com that they have ever organized predatory behavior.
"Why are you here? Xi Sen." Jung still has that flat and stereotyped expression, but this stereotype is a little different from the past. He and Xi Sen seem to know each other, and they have unexpected friendships.
"It's just a private act. There are some things that need to be verified at the Holy Land." Xi Sen said to Jung.
"Holy Land?"
"The final product of the Tianmen Project, I know less than you, but I found some files from the year." Xisen said: "Monk and Irene are amazing people. If not necessary, I don't want to disturb them. Tranquility."
"In other words, is it necessary now?" Jung stared at him, "I don't know what the Holy Land is, but you can guess the consequences of the continuation of the Tianmen Project. I can't believe it. You would do something like that. Tell me, why did you attack that fast food restaurant?"
"No one is dead, are they?" Xi Sen smiled meticulously, "I am not a mad dog of the doomsday truth, I just took away the necessary things."
"I think we need to talk in detail." Jung said as he unbuttoned his suit, showing a strong willingness to fight for the first time. I was a little surprised. Before the fight, he folded his jacket neatly, as if he was afraid of soiling his clothes and ruining his appearance.
"The three of you combined are not my opponents." Xi Sen said bluntly. But no one here would listen to such words, and Fu Jiang also showed an eager attitude.
"Wait." I stepped forward and stopped in front of Jung and Fu Jiang. Although I still can't think of a reason, I don't think it's a good time to go to war.
Although the battle seemed to be on the verge of an instant, there was some surprise. Jung and Fu Jiang stopped as soon as I called them.
"I don't quite understand. I want to make sure that what we are doing has an irreconcilable conflict with what you are trying to do?"
"There is no Ranwen Novel Network for the time being, but sooner or later there will be." Xi Sen replied gently.
"So, are you going to fight here?"
"No, the effect of the enchantment will soon disappear, and there is currently no reason for Ranwen Novel.com to fight." Xi Sen said: "I said, I just came to say hello to you. I probably Know what you want to do. After all, the purpose of the Security Bureau’s actions has always been clear. This is what I admire. However, as I said at the beginning, it will not succeed. The Tianmen Project did not stop. It won’t stop anymore. You and our arrival, everyone here, what is about to happen, everything is the will of God."
"I understand." I said, "But before I leave, there is one more thing to confirm."
Check your strength.
Quick sweep
The high-speed passage leads straight to Father Sisson, and the twisted world outside the passage slows down. I pulled out the quark from behind the waist and turned it into a gray dagger.
Suddenly, an invisible force pressed on my body~IndoMTL.com~As I took my steps, I felt the air around me turned into a swamp. Not only did it become difficult to raise my hands and feet, but also my mouth and nose. It's also unable to breathe like being blocked by a foreign body.
The air pressure is getting stronger and stronger at an incredible speed.
The range of circle perception expands outward into a sphere with a diameter of 20 meters. In my mind, a chain of air particles is constantly pouring in. They are squeezed together, almost forming a solid state.
You must leave, if you continue like this, you will be crushed to death.
Quark
The dagger turned into a gray mist from the tip, and the gray mist turned into a huge cloak. The wind was fluttering without burning, and there were countless silky gray air around the edges. I waved my cloak, rolled up Fu Jiang and Jung beside me, wrapped my whole body, and jumped into the shadow on the wall.
In an instant, the pressure disappeared, and the body seemed to be floating in a vacuum, with only gray all around. In the blink of an eye, a firm touch came from the soles of the feet.
The gray that was tightly wrapped around me cracked in front of my eyes, and the sun poured in, and I found myself and a group of three people already standing in another lane.