June 21, 2047, 23:50. Hou Jun'er and Dr. Bourne were closely watching everything on the console in the control room, and Tong Meng was already sitting in the cabin of the light shuttle dream car, opening the book in his hand, and rubbing his father's signature on the title page:

This book is dedicated to my new love, her name is Tong Meng,

It is the most satisfying work of my life.

Tong Meng wrote behind this sentence with a trembling hand:

I'm a child, and today is June 21, 2047, so it's most likely my memorial day.

Tong Meng's movements are very difficult, and the typewriting is also crooked, as if they are distorted by excessive sadness.

On June 22, 2017, at 0:00, the conductor replied to Li Bai, claiming that everything was normal, and Li Bai ordered the train to leave.

The Baiju train rumbled, and five minutes after leaving the station, Li Bai was ordered to take out the secret order. Seeing this, the conductor's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible panic. The envelope of the cipher was opened, and there was only one row of words inside:

When I come back, I'll make you doomed.

Li Bai exclaimed in his heart: "It's not good!"

On June 22, 2047, at 0:00, Hou Jun'er gave an order, and the light shuttle was officially opened. "Everything works fine. Hou Jun'er was extremely excited. Byrne, who was beside him, couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart, and he returned the photo of Hou Jun'er and Tong Meng to the original owner: "Mr. Hou, are you surprised?"

Hou Juner looked at the group photo that he had treasured for many years in surprise, it was a photo of him when he was 8 years old and Tong Meng in his twenties, when he had just finished singing a piece of "Farewell My Concubine" on stage, it was also his first time on stage, yes, it was in the drama starring Aunt Tong, when he returned to the dressing room and saw Tong Meng and Aunt Tong taking a selfie, he also squeezed up and left this photo.

"Why is this picture in your possession?"

"Mr. Xiaohou's appearance is really good, there is a saying in your industry, 'one minute on the stage and ten years of work off the stage'. For that moment, I have been sharpening my sword for ten years. After Byrne finished speaking, he uncovered the human skin mask on his face, revealing a skeleton tattoo covered with diamonds on the back of his bare head, and this skeleton seemed to be smiling—Bourne was actually late.

"Who are you?" Hou Jun'er was terrified.

"I'm just an ordinary person who strives for perfection on the road of art, and others have to say that some of my insignificant achievements are the first person in the history of mankind, not that I am a master who has never been seen before or since. Jiang Wan took out the deacon spinning top and played with it in his hand.

"What art?" asked Hou Jun'er.

"The art of slaughter. "It's going to be a word late.

Hearing the sound, the two security guards hurriedly stepped forward to subdue Jiang Wan, and aimed the spinning top in the hand of the night general at the comer, and the dense skull flew to them from the top, and in the blink of an eye, it was wrapped into two huge "snowmen", the security guards buried in the skulls and struggled fiercely, and Jiang Wan pressed the gyroscope again, and the "white bone snowman" immediately melted into a pile of blood.

Hou Jun'er was so frightened by this terrifying scene that she trembled.

Jiang Wan walked up to Hou Jun'er, took his hand cordially, and warmly invited: "You are a rare genius in a hundred years, come with me, Master Ben will never kill any genius." ”

There was an earth-shattering bang, a blinding bright light.

Li Bai reacted quickly and firmly protected the head of the Nine Tails in the crook of his arm. The White Koma was hit several times in succession, the windows of the cab were shattered, and the conductor's flesh and blood were shaken out of the car, and in the blink of an eye, it was swept away by the violent shock waves.