The mystery of Yin's death
"Hasn't the firewall been broken yet?"
Night. In the lounge, Shen Yuan looked at Cassius and Mo Ying from a distance through the windowpane, and turned his head to look at the sleeping owl who were still busy.
The sleeping owl got up and gave way to the computer chair and looked at Shen Yuan with a smile, "Please." β
ββ¦β¦ You take your time. Shen Yuan waved his hand in frustration, got up and went to another room.
The sleeper shook his head, and his dull hair shook a few times. She stretched out a little tiredly, and her sedentary body clicked and made some noises.
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Mo Ying pushed the door in and took it with him, looking at Shen Yuan who was drinking tea with an expressionless face.
"Did you win?" Shen Yuan put down the cup and looked at her, and asked casually.
Silent fireflies were silent.
With the help of the Obi organization, Yin Yan was resurrected and had a new member, but the original members were all deprived of soul fragments except for Shen Yuan, leaving only a small part in their bodies.
And this small part left by Mo Ying is nature.
She has no emotion or thought, she doesn't understand words and doesn't answer, she just mechanically obeys orders.
"That's it. I forgot about it. Shen Yuan's golden eyes darkened, revealing a helpless smile.
Mo Ying didn't react, her gray-purple eyes staring around blankly.
After all, they are sisters.
Shen Yuan grabbed Mo Ying's hand and helped her sit down, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.
In a trance, it seems to have returned to the carefree past of her childhood, Mo Ying is still a babbling child, pulling the hem of Shen Yuan's clothes, who is still a girl, and following her.
"What is it going to do to get you back to where you were?"
Mo Ying grunted and drank tea, heard her speak, and glanced up at her.
Still that dazed look.
Shen Yuan smiled helplessly, lowered his head and kissed his sister's forehead.
The door to the lounge rang open, "Big boss, I'll break the firewallβ"
Eh....
The sleeping owl stays in place. In the impression, it is almost impersonal to the big boss, and it is rare to have her gentle side.
ββ¦γ Excuse me. The sleeping owl slammed the door and quickly left the scene.
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Luo Tianlin, whose soul fragment retains the "thought", has the ability to speak and think, and originally wanted to come to Shen Yuan to report the situation, but was stopped by the sleeping owl.
"......" Luo Tianlin just looked at her.
"Now the big boss needs a little bit of personal space..." The sleeper waved his hand, "So don't go in yet." With that, she bypassed Luo Tianlin and left.
Luo Tianlin let out an expressionless "oh" and left.
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"Hey," Cassius said with a raised hand, "If I'm not mistaken, it's a sleeping owl, right?" Why are you still walking around at such a late hour? β
The sleeper paused, then turned to look at him, "Oh no, I can't sleep, I haven't been to Addison before, just, I'm going for a walk or something." The sleeper was a little incoherent and forced a smile, "You...... You're from the God of War Alliance, right, what's your name? β
"My name is Cassius." He replied, smiling back.
"Oh, Cassius. - Why are you here on the big night? β
"As soon as I finished fighting, I came here to sit down and rest for a while. Rey went to get supplies, and when he got back, we'd go back to rendezvous with the Warband," Cassius picked up a piece of fruit from the table, picked it up and caught it, "Ah, yes." - Do you know the Yin Death Organization? β
"Yin ...... I don't know, I don't know The sleeping owl shook his head, "It's the same organization as your War Alliance." β
"Hmm...... We fought three hundred years ago. None of them survived, why ...... now"
The sleeping owl was stunned.
"What's wrong?"
"Ah," the sleeper came back to his senses, "nothing, what kind of organization did you just say, what's wrong with them now?" β
"They appear as if resurrected now," Cassius' azure eyes lit up slightly under the night sky, "I was fighting just now by a member of the Yin Death Organization named Mo Ying. β
"Mo Hotaru?" The sleeper recalled. It was the girl who was kissed on the forehead by Shen Yuan.
Mo Ying's marksmanship is perfect, and it once made the War Dark Alliance frightened.
Fortunately, it was stipulated in the arena that the use of thermal weapons was prohibited.
"She's weird," Cassius still tossed the little fruit, her eyes moving up and down the path it tossed, "and the order in which she uses her skills is regular, one round after another, and when she attacks in close quarters, her punches, kicks, and the direction of her attacks are also very regular. β
"This ......," the sleeping owl frowned slightly.
"Of course, this kind of thing is a matter of improvisation to defeat the enemy," Cassius paused, tilting his head to look at the sleeping owl, "Wouldn't it be exposed to all the bottoms of oneself when the opponent finds out his own offensive patterns?" β
"It's strange indeed," the sleeper rolled his eyes and pursed his lips, "it's like... Like ......"
"Like a robot?" Cassius picked up her words, "A programmed robot." β
The sleeping owl was stunned. "Yes."
"Sleeper," a voice sounded, "come and get your stuff." β
The sleeper impatiently turned off the communicator and looked up at Cassius, "I'm sorry, I have something else to do. You can continue to wait for Rey here. β
"Ah, good. You are not familiar with the terrain, watch your step. β
"Thank you." The sleeper nodded, turned around and prepared to leave.
Rey and Sleepy greeted him, who nodded and smiled at him, and then walked away from him quickly.
"Why is the sleeper here?"
"I made small talk to her," Cassius stretched, "now that we have the stuff, let's go back, and we have to prepare for tomorrow." β
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The sleeper took his orders and turned the computer back on.
"I have to stay up late and work overtime again." With one hand on her cheek, she tilted her head to look at the screen, remembering what Cassius had just said.
The Yin Death Organization is not that simple.