Right on Target

A few days later, 7-004 came again. This time he pretended to be an expatriate from the prison, and was shot dead by Xie Zhenshu while negotiating with the window system. Then, he pretended to be a prisoner in the light track area, trying to integrate himself into the plot, but was interrupted by Xie Zhenshu. Perhaps because of Xie Zhenshu's helplessness, 7-004 temporarily gave up the plan to enter the prison, and was quiet for a while.

Every night, when the rain is pattering, Xie Zhenshu will pass the familiar street, waiting for the special car of the prison under the street lamp at the corner. On this day, the special car was delayed and did not come after midnight, and there was some fog around.

Xie Zhenshu didn't look at his watch, the rhythm of the second hand was in his heart. After a while, the fog gradually thickened, and the whole area was shrouded in gray and white, only the lights of the street shops were still flickering.

"Crack."

The lighter flickered on, and a man with a briefcase came out of the alley, lowering his head and lighting a cigarette. He took two deep breaths, choked by the smell, stood still amidst a burst of coughing, and said, "It's so hard to smoke, cough, cough! I don't understand people... Hey."

The man threw away his cigarette and greeted Xie Zhenshu. He raised his head, and there was still some makeup on his face—this was a clown. He said, "Where are you going? Work? Me too."

Xie Zhenshu said: "It's not on the way."

The clown's black hair covers his eyes, making his expression half-closed. He smiled at Xie Zhenshu, the corners of his mouth almost reaching the ears. Say, "No, no, we're one way...Look, is there another way here?"

Except for the street in front of them, the other roads have been covered in fog. Xie Zhenshu looked forward, and the buildings at the entrance of the street had changed at some point, turning into two identical black tall buildings, like a pair of guards in iron armor, making the only street dark and narrow.

The clown's standing posture is very ugly, with his chest hunched over, as if he still has a few arms dragging behind him. His smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally froze on his face, and said: "Sir, friend, I heard that you are very strong and always interrupt our plans. But you are too self-righteous, this is not reality. I came here to let You understand one thing, here, now it’s under our control.”

When he was talking, the headlights came on at the end of the street, and Xie Zhenshu heard 7-004 whistling.

The clown saluted politely, lifted the non-existent hat on his head, and said: "You can't go anywhere tonight, so just accept your punishment on this road. We will send you away at dawn, and hope to leave you alone." A wonderful memory."

After he finished speaking, he disappeared with a "bang", leaving only the colored paint to blow up a small firework in mid-air. The car lights at the end of the street went out, and Xie Zhenshu heard the sound of car doors being closed one after another, and countless people came from there.

7-004 scratched the wall with a steel rod, in the middle of the crowd, said: "Oh, it's embarrassing, I know you are like me, you won't die if your head is blown off by a shot, you will only go offline, so I specially customized it for you tonight."

This group of people has more influence on District 14 than he imagined, and the clown proved that they can distort space. What about time? Can these people control the time here?

7-004 raised the steel rod, tapped himself on the shoulder lightly, and said in the rain, "You still have time to go offline."

That's right, Xie Zhenshu can disconnect and return to reality. But he wasn't sure if his traces would be erased after disconnecting. In other words, he wasn't sure if Su Heting would still remember the phone call after he went offline.

7-004 said: "Don't leave like this? Sure enough, you are also looking for something."

Xie Zhenshu said: "I'm not interested in what you want."

He was referring to chips.

7-004 showed a troubled expression, and said, "Sorry, didn't you hear? The clown just said that this place is under our control now. What are you looking for? Have we approved it? If not, get out."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Unfortunately, the information of 01AE86 you are looking for is under my supervision."

7-004 said: "Isn't that good? You give me the information on 01AE86, and I will make way for you. The grievances and grievances of the previous few days will be wiped out."

Xie Zhenshu didn't answer, but took off his watch. He ignored 7-004's words, obviously not wanting to make this deal.

The street lamps flickered, raindrops splashed on it, and the figures below were piled together. Xie Zhenshu stepped into the narrow passage, turned his head to avoid the steel rod, and then punched the first man in hoodie.

The man in the sweater staggered back and bumped into the people behind him. Before he could stand still, Xie Zhenshu had already lifted him up and slammed his head against the wall. There was a loud noise, and the man in the sweater slid down against the wall, leaving a striking bloodstain.

Xie Zhenshu blocked the steel rod, I don't know if he will die, anyway, the pain is real, but this is the same as not letting him go north-cut the **** nonsense, no one will want him to turn back!

Most of the people in front of 7-004 fell down. Although these people were not real people, he obviously didn't expect Xie Zhenshu to do this. Immediately picked up the steel rod and said: "Where did you come from? Oh, you have received professional training!"

7-004 was stronger than the others, and this time he was in the active position again. He hit Xie Zhenshu's back with two sticks, and heard two muffled sounds. Just as Xie Zhenshu put down the person in front of him, he picked up the steel rod dropped by the opponent with his backhand, turned around and hit the facade of 7-004 hard.

7-004 knew the strength of the officer was fierce, so he deliberately retreated, and blocked several times in a row, and the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock. A person rushed from the side and slammed Xie Zhenshu against the wall. 7-004 saw the opportunity, stepped forward, and hit Xie Zhenshu's forearm with a stick.

"Boom!"

Xie Zhenshu's arm was sore. He stabilized his body first, then turned around and kicked 7-004 over. 7-004 let out a "fuck" and fell backward.

The rain was so drenching that people could hardly see the front clearly, and the road was dark. A group of people crowded here, so what kind of moves should they pay attention to, what they want is to be fast, precise and ruthless. 7-004 has a clear intention, which is to overthrow Xie Zhenshu and maim him until he is in such pain that he will never dare to go online again, so Xie Zhenshu is merciless.

Although 7-004 is a sniper, he has never been afraid of close combat. He originally guessed that Xie Zhenshu might be a member of the Black Panthers, no matter how strong individual combat ability is, he would not be able to withstand group fights, but now that he was in front of him, he realized that it was not the case. He wiped the rain blood from his face and said, "Who the **** are you?"

Xie Zhenshu's hands were stained with blood, and his grip on the steel rod was still slippery. He knocked down the person blocking the way with a stick, stepped over the corpse, and came towards 7-004. He took off all the windbreakers and jackets, and was only wearing a shirt. He couldn't tell whether it was blood or rain on his back. He didn't even bother to talk to 7-004, and only greeted him with the steel rod in his hand.

7-004 was unable to dodge in time, and received several sticks. His legs were not as flexible as the previous few times. When he was knocked to the ground by Xie Zhenshu, he wanted to call for help, but the back of his head was shaken suddenly, and he was smashed to the ground by the steel rod.

This smash not only stunned 7-004, but almost knocked him off the assembly line. His vision was blurred, and he immediately vomited it out, but Xie Zhenshu did not smash him to death. 7-004 held his head weakly, with his cheek pressed against the puddle, trying to open his eyes, panting unsteadily.

Xie Zhenshu pressed the back of 7-004's head with a steel rod, leaned over and took out the gun from the guy's pocket. He pressed the trigger, and there was only a slight "click" sound in the gun, but no bullets came out. Xie Zhenshu threw the gun back and said, "It's restricted, right?"

It seems that the 14th district still has restrictions on this group of people. If the clown changes the venue, the gun carried by 7-004 will become invalid. Xie Zhenshu suspects that they are not as strong as he said. They are probably also sneaked in. The 14th district is still operating according to the rules set by Artemis, but the binding force is not as strong as before, which makes this group of people come in. opportunity.

7-004 got water in his nose, he choked a few times, and said: "You are not from the northern line, you are from the southern line, and there is no one like you on the northern line. Bah! No wonder the tyrant dared to come in, so it was you Just to help, you guys might have been connected online a long time ago, and you are here to grab chips!"

Xie Zhenshu pushed 7-004's head with a steel rod, so that his profile was exposed. The bean-heavy rain fell, and dark red pools of blood dripped all over the ground, soaking 7-004 in it. He rolled his eyes and met Xie Zhenshu's gaze.

Xie Zhenshu said, "How many?"

7-004 said: "Yeah, a few! You, 7-001, and 7-006. But you didn't expect it? The boy 7-006 was arrested first, and he has already fallen into our hands. Wait for the chip— "

Xie Zhenshu was expressionless, but the strength of the steel rod betrayed him.

7-004 was clinging to the ground under the increasing force, he took a few breaths, his slender eyes suddenly flashed, and said: "7-006, oh, 7-006, you can't hear this Numbering?"

He frowned in the severe pain, but laughed, as if he had discovered some secret.

"I see, you said you're not interested in chips... so it's..."

The sound of rain drowned out 7-004's voice, and he died. Xie Zhenshu threw away the steel rod, squatted down to check the body of 7-004, and found a forged prison pass in his arms.

The officer held the pass in front of his eyes, which contained the basic information of 7-004. He didn't believe what the clown said. Judging from 7-004's multiple disguises and attempts to **** 01AE86's data, they didn't grasp the original plot of District 14. Dare to act so arrogantly in Guangtong Detention Center, but dare not go to the parking area to **** the experimental subject directly, which once again proves that they are also restricted by the 14th area, and they may not be able to directly contact the experimental subject just like themselves.

But even so, this group of people has far more freedom than Xie Zhenshu, that clown... Xie Zhenshu remembered the mission of 7-001 to enter District 14. Artemis asked him to clean up the trash fish, and now it seems that the so-called trash fish are these people.

The time when 7-004 appeared is probably the time when Artemis was logged off, because he entered the 14th area, the black panther chip will give Artemis a reminder, so he can only wait for Artemis to log off and come in—this is another It shows that this group of people knows Artemis very well, and may even have participated in Artemis' cancellation plan.

But this information is secondary, Xie Zhenshu just wants to understand, what does 7-004 mean when it says that Su Heting has fallen into their hands? You know, Su Heting is also considered an experimental subject in District 14, which was set by Artemis.

The rain gradually stopped, and the moment the sun appeared, the streets returned to normal, and all the bodies disappeared. Xie Zhenshu went home, took off his shirt, and cleaned the wound. He looked in the mirror and saw his own face. After a while, he put on a new shirt, came to the table, and dialed the number that he would never forget in his dreams.

The phone didn't work.

Xie Zhenshu could only wait for it to get dark. He lay down on the table with one hand on the back of his neck, buried his face in his arms and fell asleep for a while. The sound of rain woke him up, and when he woke up, the wound was no longer painful. He dialed the number again, still no answer.

Hey.

He lowered his eyes, thinking helplessly in the dark room.

Is the time limit this time too long?

He doesn't want to do anything now, he just wants to listen to the voice.

The folded note is still there, Xie Zhenshu opened it, and through the faint light, he saw the short conversation recorded on it. After a while, he picked up the phone and tried to play it back. It's a pity that the recording only has the beginning.

"What!

"I don't buy a house, get a card, or participate in any activities..."

Su Heting's voice resounded in the room, full of vitality, but he could only repeat these two sentences.