The girls are dreaming of a hero who can save themselves from such hell,

This is not a pipe dream.

She was lucky, and her unruly frankness and liveliness attracted his attention.

Her broken and cold heart was touched for the first time.

The childlike eyes always believe that the future with him is the happiness she once dreamed of.

"According to the researcher's grapevine, XI gave birth to a child a few months ago, named Yeterina."

X mutters to himself in bed, revealing a hint of jealousy.

"Why did you suddenly remember her name again?" III asked.

IV also stares up at X.

"She's lucky, we haven't seen her in two years, but it's fast enough, you won't have forgotten, III." X continued to tease.

III shook his head, and IV noticed that there was also a hint of envy in her empty eyes, not just of them, but of almost all of the subjects, because it was just like what III usually told about shoujo comics, and at the same time gave everyone hope to survive.

If the young researcher named Xiao Wen hadn't married XI, perhaps every week in the institute, some test subjects would have committed suicide because they couldn't resist the pressure.

X stretched out on his bed, clinging to the pillow.

III let out a long sigh and put down the comic book in his hand, sat up from the bed instead, clapped his hands and replied:

"It was a wedding at the institute, and it was the first time I ate real 'sugar', how could I not remember."

"According to you, have you ever eaten fake?"

After hearing this, X was instantly interested, and sat up from the bed with a pillow.

"What a clumsy joke." IV thought to himself.

"It's a trainer in heat, and he didn't dare to touch me, but he came indirectly, and it was really no good to find that group of street gangsters to save money."

III replied in annoyance, that she hated mentioning the trainer gangsters in the chat.

Bang ——!

Suddenly, a piercing gunshot came from the dormitory next door,

This scared the IV out of bed.

"Someone has committed suicide by stealing a gun again, why is the proportion getting higher and higher recently."

X casually teases, and doesn't lift a string like everyone else, probably this is the confidence of being the best test subject

As for the rebellion plan, X has already made some specific formulations,

In X's opinion, those test subjects who can't bear the pressure and commit suicide will eventually become cannon fodder for the trainer to stop their plans.

"It's a pleasure to die with a single shot."

"What are you talking about?"

A familiar greeting jerked Zosha's consciousness back to reality,

At night,

Zosha'er quickly glanced around a little bewildered, and found that she was at the crossroads of the bright lights of the new city, and Elsa, who was walking in front of her, was casting a strange look at her.

"Ah, it's okay, we haven't rested a little?"

Zosha'er asked as if asking, reached out and took out her phone, looking at the date on the lock screen with some doubts.

"When are we looking for III?"

Zoshar asked.

"You mean Cerberas? It was the day before yesterday. ”

Elsa's unthinking answer made Zosha's heart even more confused.

Day before yesterday? But what about the memories of these two days......

Zosha'er began to wonder if it was because of overwork that caused her to lose her spirit, and that she would never be able to deal with all the miscellaneous things, and she never expected that it would be so troublesome for one person to manage the entire Old Town.

"But fortunately, III promised us to do some clerical work." Zoshaer thought to herself.

"So where are we going now?"

Zoshar asked again, putting her phone back in her pocket and reaching out to grab Elsa's arm.

"Rydal just told me to take you out for a walk, and he will handle the mafia matter himself."

Elsa answered truthfully, allowing Zoshar to push herself.

At this time, even Elsa couldn't help but secretly look at Zosha'er-

She has been in poor shape for the past three days.

……

After that, the two of them barely spoke until they passed by a night club, and even the gold-inlaid iron door could not stop the noisy electronic sound inside.

Zoshar stopped in front of the door and whispered: "Ronalx party ......"

"What?"

Elsa looked back and noticed the night club as well.

Zoshar stepped forward and touched the doorhandle:

"That's the best way to export soft culture, isn't it?"

"It's just electronic music, isn't it the trend of young people?"

Elsa looked in the direction and found that the movie she was pointing to was not long ago, which was not long ago, and was rated as "The Second Dimension" by the film review column, which tells the story of man-made machines that peacefully protest for human rights and finally achieve short-term equality.

"Individual heroism, both in the past and in the present, is a soft export of Western countries to people's thinking."

Zosha'er's unintentional remark caught the attention of a passing teenager.

"And what are you?"

The teenager rebuked unabashedly, and he didn't know who gave him the courage to scold others on the street.

"I'm just a maggot ...... of the times"

Zosha's expression was downcast, and when she subconsciously answered, she suddenly realized that this was a question from an amateur face.

She looked up and took a quick look at the young man, her gaze resting last on Ronalx's Danghui, which was pinned to his collar.

The corners of Zosha's mouth were slightly raised, revealing her usual sinister smile:

"Freedom of speech, literature is like that, people with different experiences see things differently."

"A prostitute still has this kind of thinking?"

Zuo Sha'er was shocked in her heart, clenched her fists and cursed in a low voice: "Are you talking about your mother? ”

But apparently, the phrase was overshadowed by the sound of the engine of the shuttle vehicle.

"Hey, seeing that you are so forward-thinking, why don't I take care of your business?"

The young man asked playfully, reached out and grabbed Zoshar's ponytail, and wantonly pulled her in front of him, but Zoshaer did not resist in the slightest, and threw herself directly into the man's arms.

"Is this in heat, it's quite innocent."

Elsa saw Zoshar's clenched fist unusually unusually unexpectedly loosen naturally.

"Fainted?!"

Elsa was shocked, stepped forward and snatched back Zosha'er in the young man's arms, and scolded sharply:

"Listen, no matter what you've seen, the eldest lady is not the person you are looking for, please don't ask for trouble."

"Ah, are you filming a street forestory? I'm sorry to bother, I still know a little bit about your business. ”

Elsa was completely disgusted by this person's statement, if it weren't for today's incident, she wouldn't have been convinced of the "soft output" in Zosha's mouth.

"Yo! Old Column, why are you here? ”

The sound of greetings not far away startled Elsa's heart.

"Are there many people...... It seems that it is not easy to get out. ”

She thought to herself, her eyes scanning her surroundings in the hope of finding a glimmer of escape.

Strange, how is it that today there are no tailgating plainclothes mafia?

suddenly

Elsa felt a force grip on her shoulder, and when she looked back, it was the young man who had just been called Lao Lie.

"Look, I happened to meet two prostitutes, and one of them still said that they couldn't move, why don't we make a deal?"

The stout young man who had just arrived paused for a moment, stepped forward and whispered in the old man's ear:

"On the street, isn't it?"

"Also, being seen affects my reputation."

After Lao Lie finished speaking, he stretched out four fingers and waved them in front of Elsa, probably wanting to indicate the price he would offer.

"Please stop being vexatious."

Elsa hugged Zosha'er in her arms tightly and kept retreating.

"One more finger then?"

Elsa's back was against the cold stone wall, facing the pressing footsteps of the two, and after a moment's pause, Yiran took out the police ID card in her inner pocket.

"Elsa Agent of the Rantimo Intelligence Agency, Police Force No. 17105, the two of you have seriously interfered with the operations of the Intelligence Bureau, and if the interference continues, I will not hesitate to terminate the mission to arrest the two."

The radiation protection on the police badge shines in the neon light.

The two were visibly intimidated by the genuine police badge, and the Intelligence Bureau, thanks to its cooperation with Oslandon, certainly held the highest prestige in the new town that was most influenced by Oslandon.

This is Elsa's last killer feature without attracting attention.

"Don't worry about it, open ...... Just kidding, right? ”

"Please retreat to a safe distance."

Elsa's grim warning forced the two to flinch, and Elsa breathed a sigh of relief as they looked at their backs as they left bored.

She looked down at Zosha'er, who was sleeping in her arms, and her hanging heart finally fell.