……

……

"Contained?" An extremely suppressed deep voice sounded in the quiet alley, and An Yi slowly raised a broken smile: "You want to contain me?" Is this the future that this pair of glasses shows? ”

"I don't want it!"

The right hand was slowly covered with pale bone heavy armor, and the sharp claws rested gently in front of the black text on the lenses.

The guy over there who had been hypnotized by his mind had pretty much told him everything he knew, and the rest was up to Pandora tonight.

In this content, there is a way to change the content of this pair of glasses, as long as you use a sharp enough object to cross the Chinese content of the lens in front of the content can successfully refresh the new future.

It's just that An Yi doesn't want to believe that fate or the future can change at no cost, but at the moment, it seems that there really is no price to pay.

No, maybe the price has already been paid since this guy got this pair of glasses.

"It's really hypocritical...... "An Yi smiled self-deprecatingly, his life and freedom could not be guaranteed, and he was still worried about these illusory consequences.

"To use that sentence again, as long as I don't die, it doesn't matter if it floods afterwards!"

Sharp bony nails slashed in front of the Chinese characters on the lenses.

The black font appeared in a new row of fonts after a burst of unreal:

[Sixteen seconds later, I stepped on a Raocheng Morning Post]

I didn't pay much attention to the content at a casual glance, took off my black half-rimmed glasses, and casually threw it to the side with a transparent ripple in the air.

Although I don't know what means the Foundation uses to lock the location of the containment, Anyi has already thrown it into an artificial wormhole that does not exist in this world, and if it can be found, then this kid will not be able to live leisurely for nearly a week after picking up this pair of glasses.

Speaking of this guy, what to do with it?

An Yi's eyes were on the glasses man with blank eyes, it seems that this guy is still his classmate, and his surname is Bao.

Abalone...... Fengyu?

"Not bad."

An Yi is very satisfied with her memory.

Well, since everyone has a class, let's go home "with peace of mind".

Stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, the man with glasses walked towards his house with his blank eyes, An Yi had already set the instructions, and when he arrived at home, he would release the hypnosis.

Although it doesn't make much sense to solve it or not, it's just.

Because of the forcible invasion of his mental power, his consciousness has been completely shattered, and even if he is released from hypnosis, the second half of his life will be the future of a vegetative person.

"Well, after all, they're all classmates." An Yi shrugged helplessly, left the alley, stepped on something paper and stopped, he smiled and continued to walk forward.

What scares him the most about this sudden incident is not the future content predicted by this pair of glasses, but because of this crisis, he has a deep understanding of something.

That is, if his secret is discovered by the Foundation, then he can't do anything at all, and there is only one ending, and that is to be contained.

I was worried about it before, but in fact I didn't have much of a sense of crisis.

There is an old saying: if you don't see a coffin, you won't cry.

In fact, sometimes this sentence is not only used to mock a person, but sometimes it can also be a good interpretation of people's nature.

That is the lack of substance in the context of a possible crisis.

This world is not a normal civilized world of peace and harmony and social prosperity.

In the shadows behind you, there are too many greedy eyes that look at the light, and from the moment you come into contact with these darkness, you are destined to be unable to get rid of it.

Only keep moving forward, keep moving forward, let everyone's eyes change from greed to fear, only that......

Only then can he protect his sister and comfort himself.

……

For this date, Yi Nuannuan specially dressed up the best-looking outfit, pure and lively.

Walking on the way home, she couldn't help but think of the truth that Anyi had told her before, and sighed subconsciously.

"Well...... stopped in place and patted his face gently, his flawless little face was filled with a sunny smile: "Haven't you been mentally prepared for a long time?" Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan, you have to come on! ”

Not far from home, she found an old man slumped on the ground on the side of the road, the vegetables in the plastic bag in the old man's hand were spilled on the ground, and the people around her pointed and whispered their identities, and some people looked a little hesitant whether to consider whether to help.

Seeing this scene, Yi Nuannuan frowned, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man up, and by the way, he picked up the surrounding vegetables for the old grandmother, and asked her if she needed to go to the hospital.

The old man patted her hand with some emotion, and kept muttering that there are still many good people in this society......

She smiled, patted the dust off the old man's body and said goodbye.

Back at home, because I live alone, many things are more convenient, such as cleaning and tidying.

Walking into the bathroom, taking off her clothes, she gently stepped into the bathtub, the warm water washing her crystal skin.

"Jingle Bell ......" The rather old telephone rings in the silent room.

The head buried in the water slowly floated, and Yi Nuannuan picked up a bath towel from the shelf with an indifferent expression and wrapped it around himself.

On the desk, an old-fashioned telephone kept ringing, but the strange thing was that there was no telephone line attached to it, not even a wire, and it was playing alone.

"What's going on?" Yi Nuannuan picked up the old-fashioned telephone and asked indifferently, as if nothing could touch her.

"Commissioner Yi, the memetic message on the containment object SCP-CN-070 Shattered Glasses completely lost its relevant signal thirty minutes ago." A mechanical reply came from the other end of the phone: "I suspect you have set up ......"

Before she finished speaking, Yi Nuannuan hung up casually, her body pressed against the soft sofa, her hands clasped around her knees, and her smile became more and more broken.

Success, success, success......

You actually love me, don't you?

You've always valued me in your heart, right?

You have containment on you, right?

Right!

Right!

That's right!

The Perfect Genius......

My dearest ......

Anyi-shang!

……

In the subterranean subterranean area far from the city, in an extremely sci-fi underground base, people in white coats are constantly pacing nervously in a room.

In the center of the room was a silvery-white rectangular metal container, the outer shell was placed with a constantly flickering red light, and with a soft drop, the flickering red light turned into a stagnant green light, and a door opened in the middle of the metal container.

A young-looking black-haired man slowly opened his eyes, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and walked out of the container with his somewhat stiff legs.

If An Yi was there, he would definitely be interested, and he sighed that it was too interesting, because this person was exactly the same as the glasses man in his hand before, but there was an inexplicable temperament in his eyes.

"Why didn't the freeze program be lifted at the scheduled time?" The black-haired man with gold-rimmed glasses looked indifferently at the people around him, and said hoarsely: "Is something wrong?" ”

"Director Bao, your clone outside suddenly lost its mental connection, and it is suspected that it has been artificially destroyed, and the specific cause is that MTF (Mobile Task Force) Pi-1 has begun an investigation, but there is no news yet." A researcher stepped forward and spoke.

"It's just not enough to wake me from my slumber." The person known as Director Bao shook his head: "What else?" ”

"Site-01 sent a message with Level 4 clearance, the [Diary] system and the [Destiny break] program have a large numerical deviation, and the [Lin Muru Probe] mounted on sector-96 shows that the value of reality distortion has been greatly deflected dozens of minutes ago, and the location of SCP-CN-070 can almost be determined."

"Almost?"

"Because the data retained by the detector values was completely deleted, or did not exist in the first place, reality was rewritten, and we lost the possibility of positioning the life-shattering glasses."

"Someone, tampered with fate!"

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