Doomsday Wonderland

Less than twenty minutes ago, when Yachiyanagi had recorded the message telling Mailon to avoid this place, and was about to send the paper crane out, he accidentally spread the wings of the paper crane - and then his eyes It couldn't be moved.

On the green and white paper of the right wing, close to the folded edge, there is a blue-black ballpoint pen mark.

This handwriting was too familiar to him. When he pretended to receive a donation from a fat bald man that day, he accidentally drew this mark on the paper crane; he didn't take it seriously, but took it to the central control room with tangle and reluctance.

Ichiyanagi watched as Pease put it into a long drawer, and he could even recall the sound of the guard taking photos and recording it. Any special item donated to the fake copy will be passed on from hand to hand, and finally passed to the owner behind the fake copy.

Now, the paper crane turned around and came back to him: he never expected that the hand that handed it out belonged to Mailon.

Before today, Yachiyanagi always thought that this "master behind the scenes" should be a shape-shifter. It may be a group they set up, or some temporary department, and the things will eventually be handed over to a powerful person. But he never thought about one question: Could the person who originally proposed the idea of ​​"fake copies" really be a shape-shifter?

...Thinking about it now was purely an afterthought, but he did recall a detail that didn't attract his attention at the time.

Donations received will be put into the special drawer-like item by the staff on duty, and then handed over to the owner behind the scenes. If the master behind the scenes is a shape-shifter, then whose "drawer" belongs to him?

In his dim vision, Myron tilted his head, his eyes were dark and shiny, as if they could penetrate people.

She was teleported here six months before the end; how long has she been cooperating with the shape-shifters?

No wonder... When Wu Yiliu coughed hard, he thought, no wonder when he went to inquire about the whereabouts of the Evolver that day, the wind soon reached Mailon's ears. He himself said at the time that Myron must have turned a local person into her spy, and she discovered him so quickly - why didn't he think more deeply about it?

When he and Professor Qiao were caught by Keiko, his whole mind was disturbed by the sudden words "Sakura River", so even though he had the feeling of "missing a link", he still couldn't He couldn't figure out which link was missing and why he felt something was wrong.

Looking back now, what he found strange at the time was that Huanzi's trust in him had changed too quickly.

The last time he dealt with Huanzi, the other party obviously thought that he was a spy belonging to the fake dungeon, and the stories he told were all made up. Later, he returned to the fake dungeon and continued to be an NPC.

But when she was suspicious of Professor Qiao, she accurately said the name "Sakura Water Bank".

The most important question he should ask himself at that time was not "How did she know the name Sakuramizugan?" but "Didn't Keiko believe me? Why did she still ask about Sakuramizugan secretly?"

This shows that there is another person, a person who knows the authenticity of Professor Qiao's experience, who secretly found out the name "Yingshui Bank" by some means; later, perhaps to remind Yuanzi to pay attention, he told the name to the dry boy Women had a series of changes later on.

Huanzi was not alone in promoting the operation of the entire fake copy trap; during this period, there was always another person's presence, vague and shadowy - like the shadow falling on the ground when a branch sways, mixed with a faint, It's not in the shape of a leaf, but it's probably hard for pedestrians to notice it.

Myron suddenly sighed.

"In the past, when I was in school, my scores in every test were lower than I expected," she said complainingly. "When I looked at the papers, I saw that the mistakes were all due to carelessness in details. Although I could do all the questions, I could only correct them. Not careless.”

She tucked a strand of curly hair behind her ear, and it bounced back immediately.

"Now that I have become an evolved person, I have not changed this shortcoming." She looked unhappy, her black eyelashes drooped, and she looked at Yatanagi and said, "It's not just that I didn't notice the scratches on the paper crane... OK A plan, but you ended up like this. I know the main responsibility is yours, but if I could be more careful and cruel, maybe the situation wouldn't be so bad."

Try to talk to her as much as possible... Now, whether it is his angry desire to know the truth or his weak body that is injured, tired and dizzy, it means that he needs to wait as long as possible. Delay time.

"Everyone, Huanzi, the visa officer..." He leaned against the tree trunk, raised his head feebly, and asked, "So are they all your subordinates?"

"My subordinates dare not say that," Mailon tilted his head and thought for a moment, "I have a different image in each of their eyes. Huanzi thought I was participating in the fake copy at the same time as her, but the visa officer thought I was in He was recruited later... Just like you, before today, you thought I was someone who had nothing to do with the fake copy."

A willow in the house leaned against a tree, and all she received in return for these words was silence.

"I was also the one who spoke to the visa officer, otherwise you would think that someone was running around between the fake copy exits to arrest people. I am not boasting, but not everyone has my skills."

Myron straightened up and put her hands on her hips; when she looked in the direction of the fake copy, she looked like a girl who watched her friends get into trouble at school but couldn't do anything about it.

"I was delayed for a while because of Professor Qiao. By the time I arrived at the center of the fake copy, it was already too late. Fortunately, my reflexes are pretty fast, otherwise I would have to carry a small one with me now. The doomsday dungeon is walking around... Hey, then I will have no choice but to hide in some deep mountain and old forest for the remaining few months. Well, it looks like I may have to hide now."

"You, what do you want?" Yaichiliu almost couldn't believe the lightness with which she spoke - as the mastermind behind the fake copy, her attitude towards herself at the moment was too light.

Mellon had no vigilance against his methods, no anger and irritation at him for ruining her plan, no malicious hostility towards him personally, no overjoyment of catching him, no excitement of anticipation that the thorn in her side was about to be pulled out - she was just a little annoyed, A little unhappy, but overall it felt like someone had accidentally stepped on me.

She didn't even show her desire to kill Ichiyanagi.

"How about what?" Mailon was stunned by his question, and then asked: "All my plans for this world have been ruined by you. Next, find a clean place and spend these few days." Yue is gone, what else can I do?"

Wu Yiliu stared at her blankly. Even though he had a sharp mind, he was still shocked and speechless. What shocked him was a feeling he had - "You... for you, the fake copy plan is actually not that important?"

Mailon tilted his head and thought for a while. Her slender and beautiful neck had a faint sheen of milk chocolate in the sky, shining like a layer of gold powder.

"It can't be said that it's not important," she replied. "After all, if it succeeds, all the evolvers who become shapeshifters here will have their belongings washed out and finally fall into my hands. I will I have thought about it, and I will come back every other time in the future, and leave it to their shapeshifters to take care of them. After all, life in this world is very easy, personal safety is guaranteed, supplies are abundant, and special items can be collected easily... Oh, how could this happen?"

She thought for a while and added: "There is nothing you can do if you fail. Let's see if there are opportunities elsewhere next time. Well, I understand what you mean. From this perspective..."

Mailon laughed, showing his white teeth, and said: "What will happen to your world and you in this world is really not important to me. Could it be that 18 people cooked onions for breakfast? Is it important to you?"

In the last sentence, Yaichiro couldn't understand the noun, but he understood the meaning.

If he had the strength to rush forward and punch Myron in the face, he thought he might have done so. The numerous injuries on his body seemed to have saved his life.

"Since it's not important, why do you want to kill people?" His voice suddenly tore a little, and he straightened up from the tree trunk: "Okay, you are an evolver, you are above. You don't care if the people in this world are deformed or dead. Then why did you kill Professor Qiao? The way she died was obviously done by an evolver, so it was you!"

In his anger, he even forgot that his own life was actually in the opponent's hands, and yelled hoarsely: "In order to prevent your actions from going astray, you followed the radio to find Professor Qiao and killed her, right?" ?It’s just that you didn’t expect that I was still in the copy and I ruined your plan——”

The relaxed look on Mailon's face just now disappeared. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net She pursed her lips. Her feet clearly had not moved, but they seemed to have suddenly stood very far away.

"Don't make any mistake." Myron said flatly, "First of all, I don't have any moral obligations to your world. Even the vast majority of shapeshifters in your world have no idea what it will become in the end. They don't care at all, and even ordinary people like you who haven't changed your shape either shrink your heads or close your eyes. Then, as an outsider, I see an opportunity to make a profit, why can't I take action?

"If you really want to say who is qualified to condemn me, it is also those evolvers who were deceived into fake copies. It is not your turn. But this is the law of doomsday. Whoever is ahead in means is the predator; whoever is one step behind will be the predator. They are prey. If someone really comes to seek revenge from me, I will stand here to greet him. As for your Professor Qiao, I was the one who killed him."

"But," she sneered and said, "I can kill a seventy-year-old lady with one knife, so why bother to burn her slowly to ashes? Haven't you thought about this problem?"

Wu Yiliu stared at her blankly, speechless.

"I did her a big favor." Myron said lightly, "She begged me to send her away."