Chapter 296: This Is Not the Truth I Want (4)
What kind of scene will it be when you fight Yuri? I confess that I have imagined countless situations in my dreams and in my plans.
And...... I was confident that, as always, I would be able to ...... if I followed my instincts Win well.
- "If you can successfully implement the last step of your plan, no matter what goes wrong, there is only one thing that will happen to you at the last step," Victor said to me before the expedition, "You and Yuri face each other. And Yuri, without a doubt, is the most evolved and perfect of all known highly intelligent life on this planet. No one can beat him. β
"I know," I replied absentmindedly at the time, "and there are only two endings: I kill Yuri, or Yuri kills me." But no matter what, it was my victory in the end. I'll do my best to put it off until half past eleven in the evening. Next, the nukes will help me get my revenge. At worst, Yuri and Sarajevo will be wiped off the map. β
"Hey, don't talk about it, I'll be worried about the safety of the soldiers," Tanya said sarcastically, "The commander doesn't even care about his own life, it's hard to believe that he cares about the lives of his subordinates." β
I didn't answer, just glanced at Tanya. The latter drank the vodka from the cup in one gulp.
"Don't look at me," she replied angrily, "I don't know if I'll be able to drink vodka next time I've been to Sarajevo." βββ
I really...... I've thought about countless possibilities......
I didn't think it would be like this.
The strangest thing was that it wasn't Yuri who sat back down again, and Darsha reminded me to move forward at gunpoint; It's not that Yuri didn't hurry up and take away my consciousness or kill me; It's not even why there aren't rows of supercomputers and workbenches, why aren't there all sorts of weird instruments; Why are the heavy curtains drawn behind the black screen of the surveillance TV and the central display in the middle that shows satellite surveillance images......
In fact...... I was really amazed by this place...... Should be......
Should be...... Why, no one ......
"Please sit down," Yuri said as he sat down on the couch in front of him, pouring vodka into an intricately patterned glass in front of him, and raised his hand to me, "Don't be nervous, it's just the two of us here." Since I was born, I haven't spoken to normal humans. Guess you too. β
"I remember you won a prize at the World Olympian Olympiad," I said, "but you didn't count it...... There are three people here. β
"Don't worry. Your dear Dasha-san isn't human," Yuri looked up and snapped his fingers, "the Battle of London was fought out of curiosity and considering that you might actually succeed. Just in case, I decided that it would be better to make Lomanov's daughter a clone. I didn't expect it to work. β
Other words...... The Dasha I know has been dead for a long time...... At the Battle of London, she was kidnapped...... It's already dead......
Damn it! How come I didn't think of it sooner!
No wonder that pampered eldest lady suddenly joined the army, it turned out to be to spy on me......
I have never figured out how a big star from an acting school suddenly became a hacker...... Because this is Yuri, directly in the brain of this clone, the ability to implant!
And also...... And the ...... on the moon I said how did Dasha become a mind-shielder...... I thought it was because of ...... I've never tried to detect Darsha's life signals and emotions......
When I saw the DNA test results of Noranga, I had a problem in my eyes...... I didn't even doubt it...... If even Noblanga, who fell to the other end of the chrono tunnel, can be a clone...... Arrested by Yuri and detained for more than twenty-four hours...... Isn't it...... More likely a clone......
That's right...... How do I ...... How could this have been forgotten...... Sarajevo to London...... If you take a space plane, it only takes three hours!
Bastard...... I felt a killing intent rise from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. I looked at the glass table and saw wine bottles, ice picks, pens, floor lamps...... I also remembered the secret weapon I left behind: the alloy zipline hidden inside the sleeve......
But in the end, I didn't put it into practice, I didn't even plan it. My instincts, which I had neglected before, did not deter me from doing my job because of the resentment against me, but dutifully reminded me that such an act was self-defeating before Yuri.
"You've made a wise decision - sit down and talk, it's tiring to stand - huh? Please, kid, don't look at me like you're looking at a monster, okay? Forget it if you were someone else, for you, I shouldn't blame me for having the skill of mind reading, right? β
Mind Reading ...... As soon as I sat down, when I heard the word, I felt ...... The hairs on his body stood upside down......
Wait a minute...... Compared to this...... What do you mean ...... "to you"?
This time, I don't know what kind of eyes I used to look at this middle-aged man on the sofa who looked like a mentor. No, it is inappropriate to call him "middle-aged". Yuri is five years older than Lomanov, but he looks like he is in his early thirties.
And...... It's not quite what the coalition propaganda agencies describe, and I always feel ...... This Yuri doesn't seem to be quite the same as a terrorist......
Then I pinched my thigh to remind myself to come to my senses. This is not a place for small talk, and Yuri must have done it for some other purpose.
Fortunately, time flies slowly...... There is still an hour and fifty minutes...... I still have a chance......
Yuri handed me another glass with vodka in it. I don't drink, so I didn't respond to him. Perhaps seeing the surprise in my eyes, Yuri smiled easily.
"Huh? As far as I can tell, it doesn't seem like there's anything surprising about that, right? Yuri asked me with a smile on his face, "You can hear other people's mental activity, and you can also determine the location, state, emotion, and surroundings of other people through their brain waves...... Even predict what the other person can do and how you should respond. If I'm not mistaken, when I mentioned that Darsha was a clone, four ways to kill me with a wine bottle, an ice pick, a pen, and a floor lamp crossed your mind. The reason why none of them are used is because your- what do you call it? - Intuition reminds you that the final result of the four options is that they all end in failure. β
I don't have any other words to describe my reaction now than shock. It can't be, I haven't told anyone about these things, Yuri...... How can it be...... will know......
"You said something wrong...... "I gritted my teeth and squeezed out a few words, "I didn't do it since I was a child...... Thanks to you, I only discovered when I was seven years old that I had the ability to control my mind! β
What was I thinking...... It was this bastard who killed my adoptive father, killed all the soldiers who were in the same company as me, and brought so much trouble to my life...... It took me a lot of trouble to get to where I am today......
"Really? That's a pity," Yuri shrugged his shoulders and replied indifferently, "If Viladimo had had less illusions at that time and sent troops directly to attack Moscow, not only would I have failed a long time ago, but the fifth prime minister of the Soviet Union would never have had Mosvenk's turn, it should have been Viladimore." β
As he spoke, I felt that Yuri had been staring at me with great interest, as if wishing I could jump up and retort with righteous indignation at his taunts and morals or something.
But I didn't, I just sighed.
"It's a little different from what I thought, you don't seem to have such deep feelings for your adoptive father."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm long past that age," I replied coldly, "for the sake of illusory righteousness, and the age of blood boiling." β
Back in the time of the coup d'Γ©tat in Moscow...... Hot blood or something, I'm already dead on top of me......
Not to mention...... Yuri was right......
"Okay, let's get down to business. Whether you admit it or not, this ability you possess is, without a doubt, called 'mind control'. And in terms of strength, your abilities are very strong," Yuri suddenly picked up the original topic and restarted the mode of talking to himself, "In the past, so many S-class psychic engineers couldn't defeat you, didn't they?" β
"So, what do you want to say?" I felt nervous for no apparent reason. My heart was beating fast, and I was a little out of breath......
I don't know what I'm nervous about.
"Don't think too much about it. Actually, this 'secret' is not a secret at all," Yuri said with a smile, "When I was dissecting your Dasha-san, I extracted some of her memories and saw a lot of interesting fragments. Don't worry, in order to prevent goofs, I transplanted the memories of Darxia's body to Darxia's clones as well. But I don't think I used it before. β
Yuri waved his hand, and Darsha placed a hand on top of my head. At this moment, in Daxia's cold palms, the cold sweat has not yet dried. That texture...... Exactly like she was before the Battle of London.
Damn it...... I can't even remember what Darsh was like before the Battle of London......
Then my mind was pulled out and I went into a world that I didn't know myself.
I swear...... If I could, I would have refused to see this...... Stuff.