"Hello everyone, I'm Liu An, you can call me Louis Ann"

The Asian teenager introduced himself, looking just an ordinary teenager who was a little handsome, a little sunny, and didn't understand the situation, and didn't attract the attention of others.

(The picture freezes to the inexplicable smile on the corner of the boy's mouth.) ）

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(Peter?) Parker, wearing a helmet and carrying a school bag behind him, is riding his bicycle through the streets, just on the way out of school)

Narrator: This is the first time I've met Master.Shifu.

At the time, I didn't notice anything different about him, I was just wondering why I had come here for some reason, I was supposed to be asleep in the bed in my room, and I was even wearing pajamas and barefoot.

(Scene transition, walking through the streets, Peter?) Parker soon returns home)

(It's the weekend, and his parents have bought vegetables and meat early and have already helped him wash them.)

("I don't know why you suddenly awakened to the talent of a Chinese chef, but it's great, we finally don't have to tolerate your mother's terrible cooking skills, his pancakes and pumpkin pies are terrible," Papa Peter said as he looked at his son, who was expertly cutting vegetables and pork on the board, and said to his wife. ）

(Peter's mother slapped her husband on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Is it really that bad, you didn't say that before")

("Trust me, it's really that bad, especially after getting used to Peter's craft," Peter's father said, grimacing at his own son)

(Peter's mother hugs Peter in an apron from behind, "Peter hasn't grown up to sixteen yet")

("Mom, you should be glad that Dad and I are both strong and vigorous," Peter rolled his eyes and quickly chopped the celery.) Finely shred the pork, like a skilled chef)

("Haha

(The scene changes again, returning to the time when Peter first entered the mission world)

I was glad I didn't have the habit of sleeping naked, which was so embarrassing, and I was caught by the old man in a trench coat in a hat next to me.

Thomason? Isendios......

The 147-person serial murderer who made headlines some time ago is a high-IQ skill killer. Masters of psychology and behavior, who kill their victims by means of seemingly coincidental and natural contingencies, bees that kill their targets with severe allergies, bracket old air conditioners, quietly rise a millimeter in height on the familiar staircase......

In short, with all kinds of unexpected ways of death, it is hard to imagine that he is just an ordinary government servant in life, and if it were not for his habit of keeping a diary, and he would never kill a second target in the same way, even if he was caught. There will only be one murder case involved.

None of this matters, he should have been dead, the police car escorting him was blown up 15 meters, along with a driver, and four federal guards were also killed, ahhhhh

Could this be some kind of show? The federal government isn't that boring, is it, or some kind of black top-secret mission...... Judging by the consistent pattern of Hollywood blockbusters. A scrap otaku like me is 100% killed, and the appearance time is only 3 to 5 seconds......

The four with braided hair. I was also very unsettled by people of color with the same tattoo on their shoulders, and I don't think it was a gun-shaped lighter pinned to the waist...... If they were older, they probably wouldn't look to me for fulfillment...... Damn, can't look at them anymore......

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It is a very old building, and there is no obvious exit except for a stone gate that is obviously unopenable. The light comes from metal lampstands and torches overhead.

The lampstand was hung from a thick beam with iron chains, and grease burned inside, but there was no smell in the air, and you could still feel the cool breeze, and there should be ventilation holes that no one was aware of.

The walls are stacked with large and small cobblestones. Very sturdy.

In addition to the federal felons and his five guards, four juvenile gangsters, Chinese teenagers and Peter? Outside Parker, there was also this office worker in a trench coat and a leather bag in this hall of lights, a white girl in a school uniform, the white girl was very bright, at least the four teenagers looked at her frequently, if it wasn't for the atmosphere here that was a little wrong, they would have come forward to talk to her.

In addition, a boy and brother wearing brand-name casual clothes, and a white bone spirit in the workplace, they probably stand together with office workers and white girls because of the division of clothing and temperament.

The ground is dry, Peter? Parker sat in the corner in a sluggish and cowering manner, looking isolated, but he was actually carefully observing everyone around him.

The Chinese teenager crouched on the other side, playing with his mobile phone heartlessly, judging by the sound that popped up from time to time and the flickering colored light, he was playing a mobile game.

All the people with their phones have tried it before, and there is no cell phone signal here. The five guards also used walkie-talkies to communicate, but there was also no signal.

Fifteen minutes have passed.

Finally someone couldn't hold it anymore, and a black guard took a few steps forward with his holster.

"OK-" he looked around in a long voice, drawing everyone's attention, "It's such a strange atmosphere here, I'm Owen?" Beverly, NYC PD, can anyone here tell me what's going on? ”

"Dude, you're a policeman, you should have told us."

A pigtailed head behind him immediately said in a tongue-curled accent.

"Hey, I don't know anything like you, I just know that one moment we were in the prisoner car escorting the prisoners, and the next moment we came here"

The black detective also turned around and said at a very fast pace, from just now, the meaning of the two sides looking at each other was obvious, and there was a kind of confrontation.

"Sorry ......"

Peter? Parker spoke, and after attracting everyone's attention, he showed a little cringe, but he still reached out and pointed to the old man sitting in the middle of the detective.

"That's Thomason? Izendios? ”

"yes, this guy has been hot lately. Dominate all the headlines, we were escorting him to court before, is there a problem? ”

"About ten days ago, escort Thomasson? The prison car of Isendios, along with the five detectives on board, was blown to pieces, and all the TV and newspaper reports ...... "Peter? Parker swallowed. Pale face. "Today is September 22nd, or 23rd, if it's past midnight......"

After a brief silence, several detectives all had expressions of disbelief.

"What?"

"What the hell are ......?"

"You must be kidding"

“……”

One gang member took out his mobile phone, flipped out the MMS messages that were still saved on his phone, and compared them with the photos on them.

"Hey, come and see, it's really the psychopathic killer who killed 147 people, and these strips are exactly the same as in the photos......"

His companion heard the words and walked over. scrambling for mobile phones to compare the characters, they all quickly changed to a hellish expression.

"Hell yes"

"Uncle Erqi's third grandmother (Holy-Crap) ......"

"I'll it"

"Is this some kind of show, you can't be a TV station staff, right?"

A braided head suddenly raised his eyes and said.

Several detectives sensed as if something was happening to them, and they all looked at each other, and they all saw the panic in each other's eyes.

"What? What are you kidding, I just have to ask you if it's a TV show, if so. I'm going to tell you, you're in big trouble. interfered with normal legal procedures and also kidnapped five police detectives and a federal felon! ”

The black detective who was the first to react immediately fought back with a very fast speed of speech.

The two sides did not deal with each other in the first place, and after a few words immediately collapsed, after a series of trash talk and greetings, they pulled out their weapons and confronted each other, and the atmosphere became tense in a matter of seconds.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Calm down, guys...... "Office workers feel like they're being held to the head with a gun." Hands raised in the air, a look of fear. "We don't have to ...... like that"

Brother Childe wiped his hair and stepped back quietly.

The office girl was much more flustered, her eyes wide open, and she covered her mouth tightly. Her body was stuck against the wall behind her, and she didn't notice that Childe was hiding half of his body behind her.

The white girl calmly looked at all this in front of her and pouted.

"Funny, only I noticed, if my memory is not wrong, I should have been dead before entering this room, being hit by a sports car at least 200 yards and flying for at least 20 meters, that guy must have had all his fingers cut off by my dad and sunk into New York Bay"

Her words immediately chilled the scene, and both sides of the confrontation on that side focused their eyes.

At this time, the serial killer Thomason who had been sitting silently on a rock also said:

"She's right, I don't know about the others, Detective Owen, and Detective Sliven and Vic, we were blown up by the bomb, and I guess the guy who hates me so much must have done it to use so much explosives...... Because I was at the back, I saw the three of you torn apart by the shockwave, and then I was engulfed in flames gushing out of the cracks in the twisted hull...... It's not painful, but it's a skillless way to die."

He raised his hands so that the others could see the shiny handcuffs on his hands.

Not allowing others to digest these words, the office worker said with a pale face:

"So...... That's not my hallucination...... I drank a little too much at the bar today......" he touched his belly with a strange expression. "I was robbed by a homeless man on my way home, and I ...... He must have stabbed him a lot."

Four pigtailed heads and five detectives looked at each other and slowly lowered their guns.

"We should be bulk in the public toilets of the subway, right?"

A thick-lipped young man said uncertainly.

"Ye, yes, I heard Boom......"

"I heard it too"

“……”

"We're dead?"

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Have you ever thought that the world world in the novels, TV series, and movies we watch is not a fictional world world, but a real world world? When we focus on the square screen, the world and the other places outside the camera are also moving at the same time.

Of course, although that world and our fictional world cannot be exactly the same.

Parallel space? I don't think it's accurate, it's just in countless vast universes. In a similar global environment, it is accurate to evolve real life at the same time...... No offense, but Einstein's theory of relativity seems to me only half right, and the formula part, its explanation is wrong, and it is never possible to go back in time or transcend time. Or the definition of human time as a whole is wrong.

It's just a feeling.

I suddenly remembered that time travel movie, the protagonist repeatedly travels through time and space to change the fate of his girlfriend's death, but always falls short, at the end, the villain in the future said: "The reason that prompted you to travel through time and space is the death of your girlfriend, this is the cause, and the effect is that it prompted you to achieve time and space travel, so you can never modify this cause and effect, because your girlfriend has not died." You won't be able to germinate the idea and motivation to travel through time and space" (if it were made into a movie, this narration would probably have been deleted)

This is a paradox, a paradox from the perspective of human cause and effect, a phenomenon that cannot be explained at the level of human cognition, and maybe in the future, it will be a joke......

It's a bit of a stretch, all in all. That's when I first entered a place called "Infinite Space".

Some human beings, who had already died, were resurrected. As a result, it is necessary to carry out certain special missions. Because it is a person who has already died, there is no pity to die again, and this is what "must be carried out".

Owen? Because of this, Detective Beverly burst his head like a balloon in front of us, becoming the first passerby character to comprehend the [Rapid Exit] skill like in the movie.

(Pictured: Black detective brandishes a pistol and yells into the air:

"What? Are you kidding. I'm not going to go on some ridiculous Witch Hunt mission."

A dull mechanical voice in the air asked, "Are you sure you're not going?" ”

The devil makes the gods bad, so sometimes it's not a good thing to be too slippery, the black detective replied loudly:

"Sure, sure, and pretty sure I won't go!"

Then his head exploded in an instant. ）

I was scared to pee, even though it didn't really come out. There was no constant screaming like the Office Lady, and everyone was terrified, so she kept screaming there and no one stopped her.

I've been thinking about a question.

I don't think I'm dead, if I can die if I sleep.

Later, Master Shifu taught me, and I realized that I was naïve, and it turned out that there was a profession called "ChengGuan" in the world, which could really make people "sleep and die" and all kinds of death......

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"Before you use your starter perks and redeem those 1,000 survival points, I have a question for you."

The Asian teenager walked in the middle and spoke loudly to everyone, talking to himself after successfully attracting everyone's attention.

"Why do you choose a lot of people to participate in this game......"

(Peter?) Parker: At the time, I didn't notice that Master.Shifu was using "game" instead of "task", "instruction" and other words.)

"You see, there are all kinds of arms on the exchange list, even things that are beyond your comprehension, and I like to read comics and be full of imagination that I can understand?"

"It only takes one person to complete this Witch Hunt mission, right?"

After a short silence, he was answered with a very personal answer.

Pigtailheads: "Let's kill each other...... No, let's compete with each other? Hey, I warn you, if anyone dares to stand in my way, even if it's a piece of old man, he'll kill him."

The death of the black detective has made the people here fully realize that no matter what the organizers' purpose is and who they are, this mission is no joke, and they must complete it.

Otherwise...... The best examples and fate of the devil have already happened before their eyes.

The office worker was still holding the handle of the suitcase in his hand, frowning: "We are all ...... At least four of us...... All six of us are ordinary untrained people, is it up to any of us to be able to kill witches? ”

The white girl and Thomason, one hugging her chest, the other holding her cheek on her knees, thinking.

"Gentlemen, that's your man's job"

The office girl smiled reluctantly and said tremblingly.

The Asian teenager shook his head with a smile and turned to the federal felon.

"We have an expert here, why don't we ask his opinion first, how do we kill someone?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, yes, there is an expert here!

Focusing on Thomason, he raised his head and said in a scholarly voice: "This is very complicated, and it needs to be investigated in detail in advance, the psychological condition of the target task, the living habits, the range of activities, and the environment of the range of activities...... As long as it is properly designed, a needle can kill the target."

He lifted his handcuffed hands, and the silver handcuffs made people feel a glare.

It seems to be a psychological suggestion, or perhaps a habitual action of his.

"But I don't think that's what the boy meant."

"Yes, it is," said the white girl suddenly, and the attention of the crowd turned to her again. "We all put our thoughts on the more abstract concrete thing of killing witches, ignoring a lot of things, and in the literal sense of the word, we are going to enter a strange place, what is the point of entry? What if it's in the wild? How do we get supplies? The mission description is vague, where exactly is the witch? The mission will last for three months, how are we going to live during these three months? ”

"Smack, smack, smack"

The Asian teenager applauded and pointed to the white girl.

"That's exactly what I'm saying, we're strangers to each other, and we're antagonistic beings like Sliver and Gangster, but in order to survive, in order to complete this game, we need to build a basic relationship of trust, work as a team, and have you ever wondered what if this witch was very powerful? If we disperse the force, we will not be her opponent."

"You see, just now I have used up the newbie benefits, and this system in exchange for a lot of mission information, our entry site will be a jungle called the wolf woodland, it will be ten days away from the nearest village, and the witches we want to hunt are not specific targets, there are many witches in that world, their strength is high and low, and I happen to know that there are three goals suitable for our abilities"

"The weapons of several gentlemen are also considered heavy firepower in that world, as long as they are equipped with some ammunition, I have seen a lot of such supplies in the list just now"

The white girl nodded and said, "Intelligence, supplies, weapons, ammunition...... I think I see what you mean, it's a good idea, and I'm glad I'm glad I met Mr. Thomason now, his expertise has greatly improved the success rate of our mission."

Serial murderer in the distance shows kindness (?) Tiny and said: "Clever child"

What is the best way to judge the situation from the intelligence? Sharp intuition and wise judgment, and the skills used to persuade others are also quite good......

The white girl and Thomas thought at the same time. (To be continued......)