After getting the Death Note at the beginning, I became invincible

"I'm curious what makes you not value your peers?" Sun Yue said as he handed over the suitcase.

Qiang Shishi took all aspects of the suitcase and threw it back into Sun Yue's arms.

Under Sun Yue's surprised gaze, he withdrew the gun and sneered: "What? Afraid that I will take back the central headquarters?

Sun Yue was indeed a little puzzled, but the time displayed on the watch was not enough for him to ask the reason too much.

The moment she opened the car door, Qiang Shishi threw a bag of things to the co-pilot, and Sun Yue was stunned for a second and sat in the driver's seat to disassemble the thing.

When he saw what was inside, Sun Yue froze in place for a moment, and lost his voice for a while.

"Sun Yue."

Qiang Shishi outside the car window clasped his hands to his chest.

"Don't go gently into that good night, I think this sentence is right for you."

Sun Yue looked back: "Why give it to me."

"There are so many things in the world that you don't understand, do you still have to touch them one by one?" Qiang Shishi finally lowered his confident head, "It is enough to maintain your original intention in troubled times." "

Qiang Shishi brought out all the Death Notes that were closed at the Central Headquarters.

Sun Yue rubbed the smooth black cover, and when she opened it, she could see several unfamiliar names in it.

The car began to start, and the Qiang Shishi in the rearview mirror gradually disappeared like a lonely person swallowed by darkness.

"Yue, she gave you a gun." The Luke probe in the back seat of the car was in the middle, and the slender paws tapped at the bag.

Sun Yue, who was driving, lost his disguise at this time and turned leisurely on the steering wheel.

"You know what? Luke can make a person moved, in addition to love and scars, bloody dissecting, and feeling the suffocating pain again. When a person's pain exceeds the limit, the pain automatically turns into an extreme impulse, desperately looking for an outlet to share the mental torture, otherwise the body will also collapse.

Sun Yue said lightly.

"In particular, the stronger the empathy ability, the easier it is to feel the pain and powerlessness presented in front of them."

Luke was lying on the back of the co-pilot, seemingly understanding a little but not quite understanding Sun Yue's words.

"You mean, you uncovered the scars of Qiang Shishi?"

"I just turned me into her scar, and let the group of people at the Central Headquarters tear apart the pain that Qiang Shishi will never forget."

Sun Yue thought for a while, and then said, "It also has a more popular name, called Bitter Meat Meter." "

From the very beginning, approaching Qiang poetry, questioning Qiang poetry, understanding Qiang poetry, helping Qiang poetry, becoming a scar of Qiang poetry.

After Sun Yue said all this, he lost his mind for a while, and when he saw the road in front of the car window disappear, he turned the steering wheel again, and successfully stayed at the back door of the villa.

Ryuk, who suddenly felt that something was wrong with Sun Yue, turned his head: "Yue, your expression is not very good-looking."

Sun Yue got out of the car and stuffed the bag of Death Note under the car, and the jacket with the gun stuffed in the back of the waist did not show any abruptness.

"Nothing." Sun Yue entered the back door with a suitcase, laughing at herself, "I just thought that I seemed to come over like this at the beginning." "

The alley called Friendship Street has been washed by wind and rain and has become clean and spacious again, and the deeds of the past will be hidden into an urban legend that cannot splash with the flow of water.

Sun Yue sorted out his emotions and twisted the doorknob to enter the monitoring room.

Yuanzi seemed to have a clear consciousness, and when he opened his eyelids, he saw Sun Yue holding a gun at himself with his back to the light of the big screen.

"Woo! Whining? Only then did Motoko realize that her mouth was covered with adhesive tape, and her hands were tied to the back of the chair.

Sun Yue put the suitcase on the table and raised a hand: "You don't need to say anything, you just need to nod or shake your head." When

Motoko saw the suitcase, his eyes showed great surprise!

She, how did she know where this safe was?!

Sun Yue looked at his watch again and didn't explain all these facts to Yuanzi on his own.

Sun Yue stretched out a finger and asked for the first digit of Yuanzi's password with his eyes.

Yuanzi struggled for a while, and found that he couldn't untie it at all, so he leaned back in his chair and confronted Sun Yue.

Sun Yue gave him more than ten seconds, "Don't choose, right?" Don't you know that I can become the new owner of Death Note just as much as I kill you? "

Motoko: !

Sun Yue put down the gun in his hand and put it at his side, and slowly took out a milky white note from his clothes.

Motoko: !!

"Woooooo Yuanzi couldn't speak, so he could only respond to Sun Yue with a muffled voice and a nod in his mouth.

It was only a matter of minutes to get the rest of the numbers.

Sun Yue entered Yuanzi's fingerprint and password, only to hear a click, and the suitcase was easily opened by himself.

A black Death Note wrapped in black satin.

Sun Yue went to touch the Death Note.

Two noises rang out at the same time.

"Yue, congratulations." Luke personally applauded Sun Yue.

The other voice was behind Sun Yue, very close and very uneasy.

Sun Yue followed the voice and turned back, the striking Indian style filled Sun Yue's entire vision, and the grim reaper with a hook in his arm slapped his hook to look at the weak human in front of him.

Sun Yue retracted his gaze, twisted his body to open the death note in his hand, swept the spring pen in one hand and swept the Yuanzi on the chair, and wrote down a line of words.

Motoko: !!

"Woo woo woo-" Yuanzi is going crazy by Sun Yue's fickleness!

After Sun Yue finished writing, he frowned suspiciously, "When did I say I wouldn't kill you?" "

Did you say that?

Not really.

Sun Yue closed the Death Note and hid it in his waist, quietly waiting for forty seconds to pass.

Motoko on the chair struggled from the beginning to lowered her head, and when she looked up again, the pupils in her eyes became dilated.

"Before you go, do one last thing for me." Sun Yue untied the ropes from his body.

After all, it is written to die for the woman in front of him.

The Death Note needs to be reasonable, so Motoko's feelings for herself at the time of the car accident will come into play at this moment.

"Contact the forces of the superiors and tell them that the company has been seized by the police and needs to send people to support the evacuation before being arrested."

Sun Yue gently pushed him away, "Go, dying moth." Only

Sun Yue was left in the monitoring room, Sun Yue sat in a chair and turned on the microphone connected to the broadcast,

"Good evening."

Everyone in the hall stood up in tacit agreement when they heard the voice.

Jack couldn't stand it at first, got up and kicked the gorgeous table, and said gloomily: "Wen Yuexiao, aren't you afraid that the company will find out about your small actions of rebellion with Yuanzi?"

Sun Yue continued to come out of the radio with a mocking voice, "Rebellion? We are clearly working together to rectify the police, so how can we talk about internal rebellion?

At the end, Sun Yue said again: "It's you, you can't even tell whether the people around you are friends or enemies." "

You!" Jack was so angry that his next words were all in English instead of insults, and then his eyes glared at the standing blue willow.

Lan Qingliu showed an innocent posture and shrank behind Zhang Xiangsheng to hide.

Sun Yue told the others to go in and take off the gas masks on their faces, but as soon as they entered, the people inside took out their guns and pointed them at the incoming enemies, and a few of them pointed their guns at themselves.

"We've got a remote sync device connected to our heartbeat, and as soon as we die, it's uploaded to headquarters."

He Jun was surrounded in the middle, staring at the camera faintly.

For a time, the two sides were in a standoff.

Sun Yue narrowed his eyes, "Don't worry, I don't like to see blood either." The

words fell, and in this stalemate confrontation stage, a pop was suddenly heard -

Zhang Xiangsheng, who was originally protecting Lan Qingliu, fell to the ground without any warning at this time!

Lan Qingliu, who he protected, was holding an electric baton the size of a palm, and in the face of everyone's surprise, he also showed a panicked look, and kept retreating.

The sealed space opened a single passage as she retreated.

Lan Qingliu retreated to the entrance of the passage, and her frightened expression disappeared without a trace.

"I'm sorry everyone." Blue Willow bowed to the crowd before the door closed.

"Little Blue, how are you... You! You! You!

Lan Qingliu straightened up, his face expressionless, "My original surname is Wu, Wu of the Wu family in the old district." "