Walk alone in the abyss

That hourglass didn't explode.

When the countdown ended, a projection of a monkey beating a drum appeared on the hourglass, making a strange rattling laugh.

In the corridor outside the studio, the crowded crowd witnessed this scene and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Still broadcasting!"

"Cut off the signal, bastard, the distressed looks of the adults are broadcast!"

"The camera has been given to the outside! The white ghost is trying to escape and is chasing fiercely!"

"It's wrong for him to show up. Even if he can escape from the building under these conditions, how can he escape from the surface?"

"Yes, he should have escaped."

The three generals looked at each other, and each smiled slightly under the emergency lights.

The corridor was gradually filled with gentle light, the emergency lights turned to normal lighting, the building resumed normal power supply, and hundreds of giant fixed screens on the outer layer of the building simultaneously lit up the startup screen.

"Where's Mr. Hui?"

Someone from the crowd outside the studio suddenly asked.

Many people search subconsciously.

The No. 2 protagonist of this live broadcast has disappeared at this moment, and there is no sign of him inside or outside the studio.

Near the top floor of the studio, in the safe passage.

Yang Ming quickly climbed the stairs, his movements were very sensitive, and he went up to more than ten floors in one breath, without panting at all.

Turning around, there were only a dozen or so stairs left before the roof of the top floor, Yang Ming Hui Saka showed a faint smile, and his eyes shone brightly.

"Hui!"

Suddenly there was a low growl from the side, and a light bullet almost passed Hui Saka's cheek, leaving a bit of scorched black on the wall.

The corridor door on the side was pushed open at some point, and Gris aimed the laser rifle at Hui Saka's head.

In the rear are several mechanical transformation fighters waiting in battle.

Yang Ming Huisaka frowned and said, "What are you doing? Captain Gries? We are in the same group."

"Yes, we were all together before tonight," Gris narrowed his eyes slightly, "Captain Hunton."

"What do you mean?" Yang Ming was puzzled.

Gris whispered: "Then explain, why did you appear here? For particle transmission, right? Particle transmission requires an open area, right?"

Yang Ming spread his hands: "I think you must have misunderstood something, I am Hui Saka."

"The one who jumped just now is a cover!"

Gris growled:

"You can do it with a hologram, or you can use a stand-in, or even a high-end robot, and you just put this fake white ghost into the crowd of people who are all in the same costume, and they go to catch those people. The harvest, on the contrary, held back most of the sights.

"Because the real white ghost, in the chaos of the studio, has already changed clothes and looks with you, and you have exchanged identities!

"This is your retreat route!"

"I really admire your imagination," Yang Ming clicked his tongue softly, "The chaos only lasted a dozen seconds."

"It's enough for you!"

Gris growled:

"I keep reminding myself that the white ghost possesses technical power beyond our current stage, just like your face, you filled it with a dressing that cannot be detected by existing instruments, right? Hui Saka is the white ghost, Hui Sakar is Hanton, Captain Hanton!"

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly.

He smiled and said, "Where's the evidence?"

"You ran up from below, are you a little out of breath now? Isn't that evidence?"

Grace said quickly:

"From the first moment I saw you, I had a trace of suspicion, and as I kept in touch with you, this trace of suspicion did not dissipate, but grew more and more.

"You told me that you are Hui Chuanlin. Yes, I have found all the information about this company and all the tracks of Hui Chuanlin. There is no flaw at all, but there is no flaw at all. Instead, it became The biggest flaw.

"How can an ordinary rich second generation perfectly cover up this period of life and transform it into the life of Hui Saka's illegitimate child! You can tell me how much energy it takes to complete the complete revision of the imperial archives. You have bribed archivists at all levels, but it is impossible not to leave traces.

"Only the white ghost, so far, only the white ghost has this kind of technology and network dominance!"

"Tsk," Yang Ming pouted lightly, "You are really hard to fool."

"It's not that I'm hard to fool," Gries' Adam's apple trembled, "It's simply impossible to become another person out of thin air under the current social system!"

Yang Ming smiled and said, "But can you stop me?"

Gris grinned and said, "You're finally willing to admit it."

"That's right." Yang Ming looked towards the iron gate above, "Catherine, Bligh, and her team members are all waiting behind the gate, right? I can sense Catherine's powerful fluctuations."

Grace nodded slowly.

"They didn't show up now, and everything has a chance to be redeemed," Gris said in a low voice, "You have already done it, you have completed the negotiation with the empire, and the military has expressed their attitude, and they will help you!"

Yang Ming said: "The person who can really decide whether to lock me up for research has never spoken."

Gris shouted: "You can't make the top of the empire promise you anything!"

"Then I still can't confirm whether I'm safe," Yang Ming said, "Trust should be mutual."

"You are the weak side, the weak side should take more risks!"

"Okay, Gris, I have my own judgment," Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, slowly unbuttoned his shirt, and said slowly, "After I leave, I will use other means to directly contact the military to participate actions of the military."

The iron door above opened slowly, and the sound of whining wind echoed inside the safe passage.

The figures of Catherine and Bligh appeared there.

Behind is a super reformer with a calm face.

Catherine's eyes were full of complexity.

Yang Ming showed her a slightly apologetic smile.

Gries said: "Surrender, I will promise you that I will do everything I can to help you speak up."

"Gris," Yang Ming asked, "I want to know why you made this plan since you guessed my identity early in the morning."

Grace didn't answer.

Yang Ming smiled and said, "I should say thank you."

"I wasn't sure at first, but I didn't confirm your identity until tonight," Gris said, "I can only answer you this way, don't make it difficult for me."

Yang Ming nodded slowly, and smiled at Gris, "Thank you."

After saying that, he turned around and went up the stairs.

Catherine's golden mask was constantly shining brightly, and a strong airflow appeared around her. Bligh, who was on the side, also looked like he was facing a big enemy, and took the initiative to take two steps back.

Greese's fingers trembled slightly, and the laser rifle sprayed out a light bullet, which hit Yang Ming's shoulder!

Grace's eyes suddenly widened, and he raised his hand to stop the team members who were about to rush forward.

The light bullet melted the cloth and outer skin of Yang Ming's shoulder, revealing a silver-white skeleton, thick artificial blood dripping from the wound...

'Yang Ming' looked down at his shoulder, and under Catherine's unbelievable gaze, fire snakes emerged from his body from the inside out.

"robot!"

"It's a highly simulated robot!"

"Oops!"

Gris' pupils trembled, and he growled, "This is the fake body that attracted our attention, the real body is in that crowd!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of bright light penetrated the night sky.

Angrily, Gris turned his head and kicked the wall, swearing.

In outer space, the Dongfeng ship appeared outside the range of the fleet, quickly completed the coating, and disappeared on the screen of the ship's detection equipment.

The empire immediately mobilized a large number of ships to chase and intercept, but this high-performance, exaggerated gunboat finally disappeared within the territory of the empire by means of continuous leaps.

The white ghost, escaped from birth.

...

Two days later, in the night of Yaha Star Capital.

On a peaceful night, some men and women who try to get drunk push open the door of the bar.

Yaha Star has returned to calm.

The live broadcast dozens of galactic hours ago has become a topic that people talk about.

The white ghost appeared, and was chased and intercepted by the empire, which undoubtedly made the white ghost more popular.

The white ghost sent three gifts to the empire. The first and second gifts have been delivered to the official hands of the empire and have been praised by the military spokesperson. The third gift has also been successfully launched.

That website is somewhat similar to the White Ghost fan petition site, with a simple interface and only one function—to establish an organization called White Ghost, attract members, and call on people to do more good deeds and serve the country.

Interestingly, Empire left the site alone.

There are more white ghost elements on the street.

After the night before yesterday, the white ghost has firmly secured the throne of the empire's number one traffic star. The picture of him taking off his mask has also become a widely circulated classic image.

Some people are proud, and naturally some are frustrated.

‘Made, I was scolded again. '

Sitting in the corner of the bar, Gris raised his head and took two more gulps of the nerve release agent, looking at the beautiful figures swaying slowly on the dance floor, but couldn't arouse any interest in hunting.

The white ghost just escaped.

The above must not be blamed, the blame can only be his master planner, plus the on-site director.

He was suspended.

It can't be said to be a suspension. The organization decided to let him take a few months of paid leave, and his authority was exhausted, and the treatment of an ordinary special forces captain was restored.

Gries, who has a wide range of connections, has also heard a lot of gossip.

His Majesty the Emperor took the initiative to inquire about the White Phantom incident during the Emperor Star Court Meeting. Several military ministers reported the truth, and there seemed to be some conflicts with the elders of the Presbyterian Court.

What happened at this level is beyond Griess' ability to spy.

But Gris could feel that within the empire, from top to bottom, the white ghost was more praised than blamed.

"Why are you drinking alone?"

A warm voice came from the side, and Gris was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the gray-robed overhauler who appeared beside him at some point.

Asexual Angel, Bly.

"Why are you here?" Gladstone suddenly became nervous.

Is the empire going to kill him secretly?

Uh, is he knowing too much?

Fortunately, Brywin said in a low voice: "I'm going to go back to the battlefield soon, come and say goodbye to my friends."

Gris nodded, seeing Bligh sitting next to him, he also let go of his guard a little bit.

"The plan failed this time," Bligh sighed, "The white ghost is really too cunning, did your boss make things difficult for you?"

Gris said: "Suspended, saying that I am not doing my job well. I have already lured the white ghost out, but I just failed to catch it."

Blair smiled softly.

He changed the subject and asked softly: "I don't understand something, and I want to ask Captain Gries."

"What?"

"The white ghost said thank you," Bligh's eyes flickered slightly, "I've been thinking about it for two days, and I came up with a little idea... Are you helping him?"

Gris frowned and said, "Why do you say that? This is no small crime."

"You're giving him a voice, aren't you?"

Blair looked a little aggressive:

"You have suspected Hui Saka a long time ago, you can clearly report your suspicion, but you chose a desperate plan.

"You understand the pressure that White Specter is under, from the Valkyrie and others, and now he has to cooperate with the Empire to counter the pressure from the Valkyrie.

"And the current situation of the white ghost is very embarrassing, he dare not show up directly, he is afraid of being cloned by the empire's slice research, afraid of being tortured by the empire, afraid of becoming a sample soaked in those cans.

"You understand him, you gave him this chance, Captain Gries."

"I don't understand what you're talking about," Gris raised his eyebrows, "I'm a person who distinguishes between public and private, and I really want to catch him. This is the task given to me by the superiors."

"Yes."

Bligh said with a smile: "Going directly to arrest, or in the process of arresting, making things bigger and allowing the white ghost to talk to the imperial officials smoothly are all missions."

"Until the studio chaos that night, I couldn't really be sure that Fai Saka was the White Ghost."

"But you can be sure of two things," Brad said, "The white ghost wants to talk to the empire, and Fai Saka has a problem."

"Whatever you say," Gris shrugged, "I have a clear conscience."

"Don't worry, I'm just curious, and I won't report you," Bligh said with a smile, "I want to know why everyone didn't recognize Hui Saka at the time, was Hui Saka a high-fidelity robot?"

Gris said: "At that time, our focus was on the white ghost. The white ghost appeared on the stage and stepped in the air. This ability attracted everyone's attention. In the chaos that followed, he deliberately made an appearance of exchanging identities to confuse us. ……Too……"

Grace paused.

He looked up at Bly.

What Bligh said just now was 'want to know', that is to say, this guy knows the answer!

"Yes," Gris nodded immediately.

Bly said slowly: "I speculate that it may be that he used his powerful spiritual power to give psychological hints to the people in the studio, so that they would not pay attention to Hui Saka and the slight anomalies in his daily life. This is his plan. a part of."

Grace's eyes widened.

The powerful spiritual power is not only possessed by the white ghost, but also the guy in front of him who was ambushing in the building at that time!

Bly laughed:

"I also speculate that the white ghost did not leave Yaha two days ago, and particle transmission requires a certain distance. I have studied the video of the last fight between the white ghost and the Valkyrie, assuming that the two powerful humanoid ancient gods fought , is the limit distance of particle transmission, the spaceship two days ago was too far away.

"The bright light was more of a cover, to draw our attention away.

"When the more than 1,000 white ghosts were captured, several abandoned vector thrusters were also found at the scene. So I think there should be more than one white ghost that night, and he probably has accomplices."

Gresten stood up.

"You, what are you talking about?"

"I'm going back to the frontline battlefield," Bryce stood up slowly. "These are just my speculations. I think this explanation is the most reasonable. Oh, by the way, I just called the local police station and asked about it. The more than 1,000 people who were arrested have been released during the day."

Gris's forehead was covered with black lines.

After saying that, Bligh put his hands behind his back and swaggered away.

Grace suddenly laughed.

He sat on the sofa with his hands open, shook his feet, took a sip of his drink, and began to look for tonight's prey on the dance floor.

He's going to have a good time tonight!

...

A few hours ago, the local sheriff's office not far from this bar.

The more than 1,300 "white ghosts" captured two days ago have been released in batches today.

A girl with ear-length short hair, wearing an off-white COS suit, bounced away from the gate of the security station, threw the helmet in her arms into the trash can, took off the heavy COS suit on her body, and revealed The hot girl dressed up in shorts and a short shirt.

Several police officers cast their gazes, admiring the girl's outstanding figure.

A hover car drove out of the parking lot, and the back seat opened by itself. The girl ducked in with her head down, and closed the door with a smile.

...

(PS: This is the second change, and the two chapters will be released together, so as not to break the rhythm.)