The boy in the school uniform had his index finger close to the trigger, his arm trembling a little, and the muzzle of the gun wandering around his temple. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info His face was a little pale, and sweat was casually sliding down his forehead.

He hesitated for a long time, but he didn't have the courage to pull the trigger? As he took a few deep breaths, his mood gradually calmed down, and finally he pulled the trigger with a relatively calm expression.

"Click!"

The sound of the revolver being empty made the male chief in the school uniform exhale because he was safe for the time being.

With a look of watching the fire from the other side and a wicked smile on his face, he handed the revolver to the woman at table two.

Xu Qian stepped into the pitch-black passage from the neutral area, the sound of mechanical gears continued to sound, and the pitch-black passage changed its form to take Xu Qian to the new floor.

The space Xu Qian was in was panning, rising and descending as if it had been teleported, and the pitch-black space finally became calm.

At this time, a door opened at the end of the passage, and the light entered Xu Qian's eyes, and only this road could allow Xu Qian to walk out of here.

There was no way back behind Xu Qian, she could only pass through the dark passage and go to the place where the light was shining.

She came to a place full of light, which also looked like an ordinary floor, and the large letters of 17F in the middle of the floor indicated the "identity" of this floor.

Xu Qian stroked the words on the wall and said to herself: "The words on the wall should look real, I am now on the seventeenth floor, so who is there on the sixteenth floor." I'm so worried about them, and I hope every single one of them is safe. ”

The car had been driving some distance in the tunnel, and the exit was in sight, and the flashing red light at the exit caught the man's attention. The man hurriedly stepped on the brakes, hit the direction sharply, and turned back.

There were more and more red lights at the end of the tunnel, and Zhang Shaojun checked from the exterior rearview mirror that a total of eight police cars were running after the man's SUV.

The woman was awakened by the sudden U-turn and asked the man what had happened. The man steered the car in a hurry, and had no time to answer his questions, and ran all the way down the road.

The car moved furiously under the man's control, savagely using all the space to speed up its escape. Not to be outdone, the eight police cars in the back split into two rows and followed closely with the long sound of sirens.

A large truck in front of him on the left blocked the man's way, and he had no choice but to quickly avoid the truck and head to the right.

The SUV quickly avoided the van with the impetus of the steering wheel, and he did not see the oncoming sedan because the van obscured the man's view.

The speed of the SUV was too fast, the left side could not retreat, the right side could not be avoided, and the two cars collided violently.

"Bang!"

The two cars collided almost vertically, with both front ends recessed in a large chunk, and fragments of car parts scattered to the ground. Zhang Shaojun saw through the broken car window glass and saw the frightened eyes of the opposite side and the incredulous pale face of the woman next to him.

The reaction force of the collision between the two cars continued, and the passenger area had lost its original shape, and the man and woman were trapped in the car and could not move.

The man looked at the woman beside him and stretched out his hand to touch the side of her face, but the hand was only halfway out and fell.

The picture changed in an instant, and the sound, vision, and touch were all withdrawn together, and Zhang Shaojun seemed to be in a bottomless box.

When Zhang Shaojun opened his eyes again, he was lying on a huge hospital bed, covered in white plaster bandages, leaving only one swollen eye.

His hands were handcuffed to the armrests of his hospital bed, and several police officers stood by his side, pulling out bags of white powdery objects to ask him a few questions.

The man looked away and didn't answer them a word. He stared silently at the electric fan on the ceiling, the blades of which turned gracefully, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were gradually dried by it.

[Memory clip read]

[Reader Switching]

[The reader has been completely turned off, please remove the helmet from No. 002.] 】

Zhang Shaojun took off his helmet and walked towards the small room, where there were only a few pieces of furniture. In the corner of the room sat a small backpack with nothing but them.

Zhang Shaojun opened his backpack, which contained food and water, as well as two military daggers.

Zhang Shaojun packed the contents of his backpack and looked around for a while before leaving the room.

The building outside the room was already empty, and Zhang Shaojun was the only one in the empty space. He searched the exit alone, inch by inch from the entrance, the door, the corner, the hall, until he came to a wall.

[No. 002, please wait in place, the game is still going on in other rooms, and the exit will not open until the game is completed.] 】

Zhang Shaojun sat cross-legged in place, his right hand floating on his forehead again, and it seemed that he was thinking about something again.

Why wait for someone else to finish the game to get to the next level, is there any facility that needs to be set up? Or is it just a matter of waiting for a few more people to go to the new level?

Could it be because of the separation of former companions, or could there be some other reason?

Forget it, I don't want to, let's wait for the exit to open. [The game is over, please leave the room and read the corresponding memory fragment.] 】

The wall at the back of the room opened a new door, and the three of them walked through it in turn to the other dimension.

Behind the door was a long passage, through which several people came to the room where the memory fragments were read.

The distribution of the rooms is no different from that of other floors, with three rooms of different colors evenly distributed in front of several people.

There are ten rooms in total, and the room numbers are yellow 123, 143, green 048, 081, 098, red 008, 005, 102, 110, 059.

Zhang Shaojun saw No. 005, which was the room number he could read, and he didn't say hello to the other two, and went directly to touch the doorknob of room 005.

[Due to the disqualification of 005, the memory fragment is now read by 002.] 】

[The door lock is lifted, please enter the room 002 to read the memory fragment.] 】

Room 005 is empty, with only the only room on the left-hand side, and the same memory reader in the hall as before.

On a metal stool was a matte black metal helmet, which was Zhang Shaojun's familiar memory reader.

Zhang Shaojun sat in a chair, put on his helmet, and skillfully pressed the button on the helmet.

After a dreamlike feeling, Zhang Shaojun's consciousness once again entered the memory of others.

[Confirm that No. 002 reads the memory fragment of No. 005 and retrieves the database information.] 】

[The retrieval is completed, and the equipment is being debugged.] 】

[Debugging completed.] 】

[The memory fragment begins to read.] 】

Zhang Shaojun opened his eyes and found himself sitting in the cab of a car, driving on a winding national highway.

Zhang Shaojun glanced at the dashboard, the current speed is 80Km/h, the weather is sunny and cloudless. In the passenger seat was a young woman, about 23 years old, with long chestnut hair draped over her side.

Zhang Shaojun saw the driver's face from the inner rearview mirror, it was a handsome man. She has a fair face, fresh short hair, and a trendy outfit.

Judging from the height of the saddle, the two are in a high-end SUV, and there are not many vehicles driving on the national highway at present.

The man chatted with the woman next to him, and from their conversation, Zhang Shaojun learned that they were husband and wife.

"Wife, our batch of goods is in good condition, and we should be able to sell it to Brother Long at a good price." The man's mouth moved, and he said to the woman next to him.

The woman advised: "Husband, after doing this business and making enough money, you remember that you promised me to go back to my hometown for a wedding." ”

The man grabbed the woman's palm: "Don't worry, wife, I will definitely make the wedding beautiful."