Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【433 Finale (1)】

At some point in front of the operating table in the laboratory, a strange young man with a cold face stood suddenly. He was standing in front of the stone, looking indifferently ahead, "I know you can see this place through the surveillance camera, as your surgical assistant

, risking your life and rushing back to participate in the operation, but you, the surgeon, are not here, what does it mean?"

"Bai Xi, you really didn't disappoint me." Diderot's eyes widened and his twitching face instantly turned into a smile.

Rampant and twisted.

"003, start the chip implantation operation immediately," Diderot ordered at the screen, his voice cold, "Can we guarantee that the operation will be completed within ten minutes?"

"Ten minutes." Bai Xi on the screen raised her eyebrows, "You underestimate me too much."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and smiled at the screen, "I don't like others to watch my operation, so... Diderot, eight minutes at the earliest and five minutes at the fastest, wait for my good news."

The screen flickered and turned into a black screen. It was Bai Xi who turned off the camera monitoring.

The image of the stone also disappeared, and there was no information at all.

Everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, but they were tense and did not dare to speak out, because they saw Zhizhi's whole body was trembling...

"I will definitely win." Diderot sneered twice and announced to the man standing in front of him, "Bai Xi will be raised by me and inherit all my medical skills. He will personally transplant all of me into your son's body."

When I wake up here, he will be me, and Nangong Tou will be the second Diderot next."

Nangong Jue's face suddenly became filled with murderous intent, "Didero."

"The operation is carried out in the radiation room of the experimental area. Ordinary people cannot stay close to it for more than three minutes, otherwise they will definitely die. There is nothing you can do to stop the operation." Diderot's expression gradually changed from panic to determination, "With Bai Xi's

With sincerity and ability, after the operation is successful, you will definitely use Nangong Tou as a threat to escape, unless you can kill your son with your own hands."

Nangong Jue looked at the confident Diderot indifferently and ordered, "Six men, go and surround the experimental area. When they leave the experimental area, capture Bai Xi and Nangong Tou alive."

Everyone's expressions changed, "Master!"

Zhizhi sat there, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

"No! You can't kill the stone..." Goshawk shouted anxiously, "Head Nangong!"

"Goshawk." Cheetah Linse stopped his words and held his shoulder with one hand, "This is a decision made by Sheep Yang and Master Nangong together. Master Nangong has his own sense of proportion."

The gray cat sighed secretly, but he also knew that this could only be done at this moment, otherwise this siege would be meaningless. If Diderot continued to survive with a stone body, it might cause an even more uncontrollable scene——

Instead of being stuck in a dilemma later, don't make a decision now.

Seeing that the leader had decided, the six men rushed to the experimental area with guns and determination on their faces to wait...

Zhizhi's hands gradually began to regain their temperature, and the numbness gradually disappeared, but she could not make any move to stop it at this moment.

She raised her eyes, and what caught her eyes was Nangong Jue'an's disgraceful expression. Although his face was still expressionless, she could clearly see the pain in his eyes.

It will hurt. He must be in the same pain as her.

Losing the stone would not make him any less sad than himself. Even though he was such a strong and reliable mountain, he was the one who gave the orders, and the pain he bore was heavier than hers.

Diderot raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhizhi and Nangong Jue with interest, "Oh? You two really understand the righteousness! The world praises love, friendship and family, but now it seems that it is nothing more than this!"

"Those who don't deserve it have no right to judge others." Zhizhi finally opened his mouth and spoke in a low voice, "Diderot, if you die too easily, Stone will definitely blame us..."

Diderot suddenly laughed, raised his hand, pulled out the scalpel inserted in his right hand, and threw it on the ground without even frowning, "Death? That's okay, I haven't experienced the feeling of death yet, please two

Don't show mercy, you will beat me to death with your own hands."

The anxiety on his face just now has long since disappeared, and now his every move and expression on his face only make people feel that he is beginning to have no worries.

Because he is sure that he will be reborn and win.

"Don't worry." Nangong Jue's tone did not change. He was still cold and ruthless, and his eyes flashed with a cold light. "I want you to die today, but you will not survive tomorrow."

"For the operation, I was very careful to protect my hands." Diderot smiled and took off the isolation suit on his body, raised his right hand and looked at the penetrated right hand, his eyes were like dark clouds, "But you let

My sacred hands are stained with dirty artificial blood. I don’t often use these ugly things, but now they can finally be put to use.”

Artificial blood…

Ugly thing?

The gray cat looked at Diderot's movements and frowned, "Wait a minute, Diderot is different from before."

Goshawk opened his eyes wide and looked at Diderot, "What is that..."

Zhizhi also looked away, and couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart. What happened to those hands?

Diderot's stabbed right hand was torn open with its leather and flesh, turned into a disgusting thing and thrown to the ground, revealing a sharp and sharp, steel-like and seemingly very strong arm.

Only the robot comes——

The left hand also performed the same action, revealing the sharp object that seemed to be able to pierce a person's heart at any time.

The scene of a pair of hands peeling off the skin and removing the flesh can be described as disgusting.

These ten swaying fingers have basically turned into sharp daggers that can pierce the intestines and stomach, and each dagger-like finger is attached with dense thorn-like cold thorns, but when it moves, it feels like

There is no mechanical sluggishness, and the flexibility is astonishing.

Diderot transformed his own hands into weapons.

It is extremely lethal and can make people unable to get close.

Look at Nangong's master, standing with bare hands, no weapons on his body, and facing each other with bare hands. If he were fighting alone, this would not be a fair competition at all.

Diderot moved his fingers and smiled slightly, "These hands have dissected countless people. If Master Nangong hadn't suddenly barged in, your Miss Song would have been able to enjoy it in advance. Unfortunately, you interrupted her beauty.

Time.”

"Depend on!"

Following a curse, two bullets were fired from the front of the crowd. The cheetah couldn't restrain its ferocious temper, so he took out his gun and shot Diderot, hitting Diderot's left and right hands. The shooting technique was very accurate.

.

Sparks rose up, and the bullets hit his strange hands, rebounded and fell to the ground, but had no effect at all.

The goshawk whispered, "Bulletproof material."

"Faced with so many guns, he showed no intention of running away or fearing," Gray Cat pondered, "Maybe, there is more than one place like this in his body."

Zhizhi's face also changed. She looked at Nangong Jue worriedly and opened her mouth to speak to him. However, she saw Nangong Jue standing like a cheetah and rushing forward like a gust of wind. When Diderot reached out to stab him, he punched Diderot.

On Deloitte's shoulders...

Diderot exclaimed in surprise, cursed in frustration, and narrowly escaped.

What is this man’s head made of?

Others may feel weak when they see their strengths, but he can spot his weaknesses at a glance.

"No matter how strong a building is, its connection points are the most fragile. This is a truth that has not changed for hundreds of years." Gray Cat continued, admiring, "It is possible to make a judgment so quickly in such a scene."

He is worthy of being the head of Nangong.

Zhizhi closed his lips and sat still... It turned out that he didn't need to remind himself, he had already thought of it ahead of himself.

"Damn it!"

Diderot cursed, raised his arms and launched an attack, attacking from left to right. The weapon stirred up the cold wind and slid across Nangong Jue's face, side waist, shoulders, and right ear. All the sharp attacks were methodically dodged by Nangong Jue.

…

This is a man who cannot be underestimated.

Diderot finally began to treat Nangong Jue seriously, and he was ruthless and launched the most deadly attacks. He aimed at Nangong Jue's heart many times and tried to stab him, but he dodged every time.

Nangong Jue dealt with it more than adequately, using defense as offense and not launching unnecessary attacks.

As time passed by, everyone waited cautiously, waiting in their hearts for the result of this battle, the results of the surgery in the laboratory over there, and the arrangement for the large-scale explosion that was about to erupt...

While sitting quietly, Zhizhi felt that her hands and feet had regained strength, and her consciousness had long since returned to clarity. She raised her hands and looked at it. Five minutes had passed.

Standing up slowly, Zhizhi saw that the Nangong family members who were still in the room were pointing their flashlights at the two tall men fighting in the middle of the room. One was able to do it with ease, while the other began to breathe with difficulty.

The one who was able to move with ease was naturally Nangong Jue, and the one who struggled to retreat was Diderot.

The lights gathered together and cast all the darkness on the two of them. The attacker gradually became exhausted, but the one who used defense to attack gradually gained the upper hand. Diderot's white clothes had already been stained red by artificial blood, and his face was not only ferocious but also furious.

, when the attacks were resolved again and again, they roared like wild beasts and continued to attack.

This is a mini theater that gathers under lights and performs fierce fighting dramas.

"There are still four minutes left before the explosion countdown. All personnel are requested to evacuate quickly within two minutes."

A voice came from the transmitter in Gray Cat's hand. He raised his eyebrows and said to the front: "Master Nangong, time is running out. We must retreat within two minutes."

Nangong Jue was holding one of Diderot's arms at this time. When he heard the gray cat's report, he did not respond. He raised his hand and threw Diderot to the ground, then stepped on his chest with his foot——

Diderot was stepped heavily on the chest, coughed up blood, and his face was covered in red.

His clothes were dirty and dirty, his hair was messy and stained with what he called artificial blood, and the weapons in his hands had been beaten to pieces.

Diderot did create a suspense when he showed off his weapon, but the result was still no suspense, and the process of being tortured did not lighten up in the slightest.

How many men in the world can break through the tenth prison?

He was so famous in the Tenth Prison that he was usually cold-blooded and tortured people to extreme pain in fights. So much so that the ghosts and monsters in the Tenth Prison nominated only one perverted man.

Nangong Jue.

Before Diderot realized what was about to happen, he gritted his teeth and sneered, "This is just an abandoned body. It will be destroyed if it is destroyed. I think the operation should be successful."

He firmly believed that Nangong Jue and Song Xiaozhi did not have the courage to touch Nangong Tou.

After Diderot finished speaking, the screen on the wall suddenly activated, and a picture appeared, showing Bai Xi packing up surgical supplies. He was wearing a mask and announced without looking up, "The operation is complete."

Zhizhi looked at the screen. Shitou was still in a coma, but his complexion had improved, and his heart rate and electroencephalogram had returned to normal. Perhaps it was because of Bai Xi's superb medical skills that he operated the knife on the back of his head. The incision was so small that it was almost invisible.

What are the marks of being cut?

She clutched her chest with both hands and murmured, "Stone..."

"Bexi, report the results of the operation!" Diderot shouted loudly, regardless of the ugly appearance of being stepped on, "Did you succeed?"

Bai Xi took off the mask and threw it aside, giving Diderot a reassuring smile, "Diderot, I don't like others to doubt me."

"I won..." Diderot looked ecstatic, "I won..."

Memory chip, transplanted successfully.

The faces of people in the alliance have changed...

Zhizhi is the same.

Just when everyone lowered their heads and did not want to hear Nangong Jue's words of killing without mercy, Nangong Jue said to the screen with a calm face: "Bai Xi, there is someone outside the operating room to help. Keep Shitou safe and leave the underground headquarters immediately."

Goshawk groaned and looked at Nangong Jue in surprise, "Nan... Head Nangong... he is... a member of Diderot..."

The gray cat's frown immediately relaxed and he said helplessly: "It turns out I had a plan."

"What's going on?" Cheetah looked confused and turned back to Nangong's family, "Is your brain flooded?"

All the subordinates immediately responded with angry looks, your boss is out of his mind!

Their bosses always have a plan and a purpose in doing things, so they naturally don't talk nonsense inexplicably.

Zhi Zhi's heart was beating wildly and he had all kinds of guesses, but he still looked at Nangong Jue in disbelief and asked what was going on with his eyes!

"As for dying in peace, I'd better explain it clearly to the people who raised me first." Bai Xi's eyes were indifferent and she smiled coldly, "Diderot, I'm sorry, I have long lost interest in being devoted to you, so

, I chose a better way to survive."

Diderot's face turned pale, "What are you talking about! You are the child I raised! You are the successor I trained with my own hands. You have the best research physique with me. I have always regarded you as my own."

From a child's perspective, your status, mask and Yeran are simply incomparable, Bai Xi, how could you betray me!"

"Betrayal... betrayal? Diderot, you hide your memory so well, never participate in reading it, and don't let others pry. What exactly are you hiding?" Bai Xi nodded slightly and held his chin, "Actually,

I can freely read all the contents of the chip when you are asleep, don’t you know? The secrets you hide were accidentally discovered by the curious me, including your dislike of the Jack family, including your face

The hypocrisy you showed when you were talking to the mask, including your ridiculous ideal of immortality, including the way you impose your unconcealable bloodthirsty desire on others..."

"Bai Xi!" He squeezed out a few words between his teeth, and Diderot's eyes flashed fiercely, "How dare you read my memory without permission!"

"Are you angry? You once told me that only by sharing memories can we understand better, find people who are closer to each other, and create a beautiful country. But why are you angry now that you know that your memories have been read? Sure enough, you

It's a lie, right? Just like you have never thought about how Ye Ran, Mask, I, Hel, Du and others felt when their memories were read. Come to think of it, you don't care about the thoughts of us experimental subjects.

Yes." Bai Xi's tone was extremely cold, "In this world, everyone is an individual existence. Through acquaintance, communication, contact, exploration, gaining understanding, gaining trust, and communion, it is simply an impossible dream to realize, Didi

Luo, don't use your loneliness to inflict pain on others. You yourself are an existence that goes against nature, and your existence is a mistake. The best way to avoid loneliness is to disappear."

Bai Xi's words made the room quiet for a few seconds.

Diderot looked at Bai Xi coldly, "Nangong Tou is still alive, which means that you successfully performed the chip surgery to save his life. If Nangong Tou is still alive, I will not die."

"A few months ago, I followed your instructions and accidentally malfunctioned while connecting the equipment to input medical knowledge into my brain. I lost consciousness for a while. I happened to be rescued by a young man who sneaked into Jack's Italian research laboratory. He was my age.

Quite a bit, he is also quite accomplished in virus computers." Bai Xi smiled quietly, "I once gave him the USB disk recording the virus desier and things about the memory chip. A few days ago, he suddenly told me that before the implant was implanted in the human body,

Before the brain, he had a way to eliminate the emotional consciousness in the memory chip, and asked me to provide chip research. It is too difficult to make the memory chip. After cracking the password of the experimental area, I only found the piece you kept for yourself, so... I work for Nangong

In the memory chip implanted by Toru, the personal and emotional memories about you have been formatted and deleted, leaving only academic information without subjective factors. In other words, Diderot, you should be happy because of your medical skills.

Besides me, there is also a second successor."

Diderot was trembling all over, his face flashing green and black, "Bai Xi, how dare you... betray me... I have raised you for so many years..."

"You taught me that it's okay to betray others, but you must not be betrayed by others." Bai Xi raised her hand slightly, "You also often told me that the only meaningful activity left in your life is sleeping.

, Diderot, I'm helping you, it would be nice to sleep forever. Goodbye, Diderot."

Nangong Jue lifted his foot and let go of Diderot, looked at the prodigal dog with stern eyes, and said coldly: "You lost."

"When!" Diderot slowly sat up and asked angrily, "You and Bai Xi have never met. When did you start colluding with each other?"

"Collusion?" Master Nangong obviously didn't like such words, and narrowed his eyes, "You're just too stupid. When Bai Xi faced the surveillance camera, she made such an obvious gesture with her right hand. Why, you don't know what it means?"

Diderot's eyes were cloudy and he frowned, but he had no impression.

The memory of this body that needs to be replaced has already become worse and worse.

The gray cat has always had a good memory. He raised his hand and made a gesture for everyone to see as he recalled it. He suddenly said, "So that's it."

The gesture was in the shape of the Nangong family emblem.

Generally speaking, making such a gesture can be understood as provocation or as a request for peace.

Is Mr. Nangong gambling?

"Also," Nangong Jue looked down at Diderot from a high position and said slowly, "The operating room is always illuminated by strong light, and what is projected during the operation are two figures. The other person is a woman. Those are my Nangong family members.

"

"Ghost doctor An Yi," the gray cat nodded, "Her hands are very flexible and delicate. I remember when checking for information about the Nangong family, An Yi once submitted and filled in the Nangong file. The reason why she wanted to join the Nangong family was that she could use gestures accurately.

Draw the Nangong family emblem."

Everyone looked at the head of the house in astonishment... It must have been a few years ago that Dr. An entered Nangong's family. He can remember such a small thing so clearly after such a long time. How extraordinary is his memory?

A report came from the transmitter at Gray Cat, "Report, the six people have received information from Young Master and Bai Xi Anyi. Everyone is safe and sound. They have now arrived on land. They have made peace with Assistant An and have begun to participate in the land war. Time is running out. Please be responsible."

Get out of Jack's underground headquarters quickly."

"learn!"

The gray cat replied, the cheetah shrugged, and the goshawk breathed a sigh of relief...

As long as the stone is okay, everything is fine.

Zhizhi looked up at Nangong Jue, and had to admit that he had a little admiration. If Nangong Mo's prediction ability is admirable, then what is Nangong Jue's extraordinary judgment and predictability of success called?

Miracle.

To turn things around and resolve crises... He will always appear at critical moments, like her patron saint, strong and tall, domineering and warm, protecting her in his wings and preventing her from being harmed...

"There is no time." Zhizhi looked at the time and spoke sternly, "Goshawk, Gray Cat, Cheetah, you take other members of the team back to the ground immediately to assist in the land war and ensure the safety of the young master."

Nangong Jue looked at her sideways, with a faint smile on his lips.

Miss Song finally looks a bit like a mistress.

The Nangong family members obeyed very much and shouted in unison to Miss Song's order, "Yes, Mistress."

Zhizhi frowned and hummed.

In fact, she doesn't like this title. It's a bit like a pig mother. She's not fat, and her son is not a pig either...

"Sister Sheep!" Goshawk, who led everyone to evacuate quickly, paused, "Where are you and Head Nangong?"

Zhizhi walked to Nangong Jue's side, stood side by side, turned to look at the imposing man, "Us?"

"It's been dragging on for so long, and it has to come to an end." Nangong Jue put his hands in his pockets, with a noble and arrogant air, "The finale is ours."

This is the tone of never intending to lose.

This is an admirable statement of pride.

Goshawk glanced at the two people standing together and said with envy, "Sister Sheep has really found the man who is most suitable for her..."

"You will also find Goshawk," Cheetah encouraged. "Many times the most sincere love is not that it didn't happen, but that you didn't find it..."

Goshawk rolled her eyes at him, ignored him and led the team away.

The gray cat smiled and threw two guns to Zhizhi, "I think you might be able to use them."

Zhizhi took the gun and thanked him, then turned to look at the man next to him. Although he was dressed in cold black, after a fight, he was not dirty at all. Then he looked at Diderot, who was staggering and covered in blood, looking at him like a desperate trapped animal.

Their facial features had long been indistinguishable, and they were completely covered in pure red blood.

She raised her eyebrows and asked, "President, if you kill this kind of person, your hands will be dirty. Can I do it?"

"Miss Song, it's your choice."

The eldest young master replied with a doting look on his face. He glanced at the slap she received from Diderot and whispered, "There are five punches left. They must not be lighter than my fist."

Zhizhi raised both guns and twirled them around in his hands, aiming the guns at Diderot, smiling sweetly, "Mr. Diderot, you are the finale of the show, you have to perform with all your heart."

Diderot spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, stood up with a swaying body, and stepped back step by step, "You can't kill me, I won't die, I will never die..."

Nangong Jue walked to the mechanical control, made a few adjustments, and turned on Jack's underground full-site surveillance. He projected it directly onto the four walls above the church, taking a clear picture of Diderot's panicked face...

The young master is so considerate.

Zhizhi fired a shot accurately at the connection between his fragile left shoulder and arm. His face turned cold instantly, "You want to be my son, have you got my consent?"

Diderot was hit by a shot. There was no impact, but he held his arms and ran forward——

Another shot hit his right shoulder.

"This shot was shot for my son."

Zhizhi stepped forward slowly with steady steps, his eyes became colder and harsher, "This shot was fired for Mrs. Meng."

One shot hit his spine, causing flesh and blood to pop out.

Diderot's footsteps did not stop, he continued to run forward, his eyes were cloudy, as if he was running to the light.

"This shot," Zhizhi fired again without hesitation, "is for Lu Lan."

The joint of his left leg was shot, and Diderot staggered even more.

Wherever I walked, a line of pedestrians' artificial blood dripped along the road...

"Also, the Nangong family members who were killed by you, and the people who died because of the experiment." This shot hit his right waist.

"Bai Xi, Ye Ran, Mask, and those who died due to the experiment."

Zhizhi frowned and fired several shots.

Diderot's back, neck, thigh... were shot one after another. His steps became extremely slow, extremely slow, and finally he gave up and fell to the ground.

"This shot," Zhizhi aimed at Diderot, who was constantly climbing forward, pulled the trigger, and hit his right leg, "is for Nangong Mo."

Diderot was shot all over his body and was bleeding. Mechanical parts were exposed in many places on his body. Where he climbed forward, there were traces of human blood...

His embarrassment was vividly displayed on the four screens. The few members of Jack's family who were still resisting the war were all stunned and stopped moving. No one had ever seen Boss Jack running away in panic and facing a desperate situation...

This face is not just panic, not just fear, but more, it is almost twitching and twisted with terror.

Fear of death.

Master Jack, who has always prided himself on being arrogant and masterful in controlling everything of others, Diderot, who almost convinced Jack that everyone will have eternal life...could he be afraid of death?

Yes, I will be scared.

If you die, you will lose too many things; even if you are only bound by hatred, you will not give up. Who would give up life easily?

But they all don't understand that Diderot has never been fettered in his life, life is nothing, death is nothing, he is afraid of losing something...

Diderot climbed forward until he reached the end of the corridor. He reached out to the closed password door and murmured in a low voice, "Open... open it for me..."

Just when his hand was about to touch the button, several cold scalpels suddenly flew from behind and penetrated the joints of his hands and feet, locking him in place and unable to move an inch.

Diderot was blocked less than half a meter away from the door. Under the control of the flying knife, he lay on the ground, unable to move.

"An Yan just sent a reminder that there is a clone of Diderot in the door that will be used in a life-or-death situation." Nangong Jue's voice sounded behind Zhi Zhi. "After a minute, all the large series bombs here will be activated and explode. He

There is no time to escape, Miss Song, it’s time to end this."

A massive explosion is about to begin.

Jack's destruction is destined to end.

Zhizhi nodded and grabbed Nangong Jue's hand, "We need to leave quickly."

Without saying a word, Nangong Jue picked up Zhizhi, and without waiting for her to resist, he declared domineeringly, "You are not allowed to refuse."

Zhizhi stuck out her tongue, said nothing, buried her head in his chest, listened to the heavy heartbeat in his chest, closed her eyes, felt extremely at ease, and allowed Nangong Jue to take her away from the underground that was about to be destroyed.

Even though the time is critical, I also understand how dangerous it is to escape now.

But she just believed that as long as he was there, everything would be fine.

The time starts counting down.

Diderot was the only one left in Jack's huge headquarters. He was struggling in pain and tried his best to touch the button of the electronic door with his bloody hands.

The whole underground is filled with a rapid bomb countdown.

Everything about him... will be destroyed.

Don't want to die...

He didn't know why he didn't want to, but the remaining memories in the chip told him that he must live.

Even if no one understands and no one is with him, he still persists so stubbornly and lives...

What are you living for?

He can't remember.

With his eyes covered in red blood, Diderot heard a snapping sound coming from his right hand. It was the self-made mechanical hand that finally couldn't withstand multiple heavy blows and broke.

It's nearly half a meter away from the button...

His heart was ashes, and he lay on the ground, looking at the bright light, silently murmuring, "I don't want to die...Michelle...I don't want to die..."

Why is it called Michelle?

Why……

From another part of the corridor, slow footsteps could be heard, dull, slow.

When Diderot heard this, surprise appeared on his face. He opened his blood-colored eyes and shouted, "Du, Du, is it you?"

Du walked up to Diderot, looked down at the bloody thing, knelt down, and said in a hoarse and choked old voice, "Master."

"Cross, hurry! There is the last bargaining chip in this room. It only takes a few seconds to activate. You go in and activate another clone. There is a secret passage in the room. I will take you out of here..." Diderot's voice was as hysterical as ever.

He ordered loudly and quickly, "Du, why are you still hanging around? Come in quickly!"

"Master, he is right." Du replied calmly and took out something from behind, "You are not living a happy life. The way to eliminate loneliness is to disappear, just disappear..."

"You're crazy!"

Diderot saw Du pull out a gun and put it against the back of his head, the best place to damage the memory chip. His face was extremely panicked, "Du, what are you doing! You forgot that you swore to me that you would always serve and be loyal.

For me..."

"I'm sorry, Master."

Du listened to the rapid sound of time chimes around him, closed his eyes, and put his finger on the trigger, "It's my fault. It was my fault from the moment I took out the memory chip to find you. This is my atonement. I want to atone."

...must..."

"Dude!" Diderot shouted loudly, twisting and struggling, "Dude, I don't want to die, Du, Du..."

Bang!

Gunfire rang out.

The countdown is over.

The bomb exploded.

Consciousness suddenly disappeared, and a strong burning smell rushed straight into his stomach from head to toe. Diderot closed his eyes, and fell into a sea of ​​fire with Du...

Michelle, do you have any wishes?

Diderot, I want to go to different places with you, meet different people, see different scenery, and live a different life.

When I cure you, I will take you wherever you want to go.

I want to go to Burano.

Why?

There are things I like there.

Something you like?

The most beautiful color.

Michelle was sitting there, wearing a pure white skirt, a very beautiful wedding dress. She stretched out her finger in front of him and smiled meekly. This is our wedding vow. We have made an appointment. We are not allowed to break our promise, Di.

Delo.

Well, we made an appointment.

Sorry, Michelle, I missed the appointment.

I forgot my oath, even you.

Why are you afraid of death...

Why……

As long as I live, one day I will think of you, Michelle, my Michelle.

(Thank you dear qq rice, blue enchantress 16223, petty-minded 7373, forever mighty for giving you silent gold medal, dear amy880709 for giving silent red envelope)