Under the influence of alcohol, Song Lan slept soundly this night, and when he opened his eyes, the sun was already shining outside the window.

Lu Xiang said that he had slept since he returned to the room yesterday, but Song Lan felt like he had slept for two or three days.

When I woke up, the whole world seemed to have changed drastically.

Angre Safron confessed to the law and was escorted to the train to the 1st arrondissement before dawn, where he would be greeted by forty years in prison; Agent Hannah was in an accident on her way home from a class reunion, and while on the phone, she was hit by a falling giant billboard and was pronounced dead by the Prosthetic Hospital in the middle of the night.

"This is from Bai Zhu, but it doesn't matter anymore."

Lu Xiang handed his mobile phone to Song Lan.

These are the images that Dr. Shiratake captured after cracking the anomalous androids, and the built-in camera system of the café androids captured the images at that time.

The cause of the assistant's death was much the same as they had guessed, and after handing over the glass beads to the android, the anomalous android did not let him go, and Angray burst into the room, breaking the door to the staff break room, the only person they assumed to be the person who stunned Angleigh.

In the video, Hannah walks into the screen.

She stunned Angel with a silenced pistol loaded with tranquilizer rounds, then carefully set up the scene, taking the glass beads and the teaching assistant's luggage.

So......

As the last person to know about this case, she must die.

The culprits behind these events all stem from the higher echelons above the Bureau of Anomalous Investigations, whom Hannah mentioned yesterday after she was drunk.

"I see."

Song Lan rubbed her somewhat sore forehead, turned off the video, and handed the phone back.

"Director."

"Huh?"

"I want you to give me a perjury when the time comes."

"What perjury?"

"I've been with you all day today, and I've never been anywhere."

………………………………

Morning, 11:07 a.m.

The train has long since left the territory of the 7th arrondissement, and the road is flanked by endless wasteland.

The winter sun was still dazzling, and Angre Saffron, shackled and shackled, sat in the corner, unable to keep his eyes open to the light that penetrated through the window, and the colleague in charge of the escort was next door, playing a mobile game that was boring at the first sound.

Before dark today, he will be escorted back to District 1, and after some simple handovers, he will be sent to the supposedly most impregnable prison in the Coalition Government, which claims to hold felons.

The remaining few hours may well be the last quiet moments of his life.

But at least, at the end of the story, he finally found the truth.

The real enemy is not the top of the company, the head of the family, or a member of the council as he imagined, it is not a specific person, but fate.

Even if his spirit and consciousness want to fight against fate, the physical body will eventually go against the control of consciousness and give in to fate.

After a short struggle, he still followed the trajectory of fate.

"Damn! What a garbage game! ”

The angry scolding of his colleague next door made Angray deeply understand that the joys and sorrows of people are not the same, but for a puppet manipulated by fate, ignorance may be happiness, which will help him enjoy the game to the fullest.

"Why is AI moving faster?"

The colleague played and cursed, his fingers darting across the phone screen, but it didn't stop him from failing.

Because this game obviously has bugs.

The speed of the enemy's actions was as fast as if the wind was pumping, and later it was even more outrageous to the point of killing him in seconds at the beginning.

"Bad review!"

He angrily quits the game and logs on to the official website, which is boring enough time for him to write a tirade to scold the game's producers.

One star rolls rough!

The next moment, his angry expression suddenly froze on his face, replaced by shock and panic.

Because he found a familiar ID in the comment section.

That's his own ID, and he's been very thoughtful enough to leave a one-star bad review in the comment section.

But......

When exactly did he complete his grading?

Colleague stared at comment time.

Right now, right now.

By the time he was thinking about giving the game a one-star review, his action was done.

Angley felt the strangeness of his colleague, he had a premonition, from the moment the other party shouted to give a bad review, he suddenly looked at the electronic watch in the carriage, he was sure that he was not mistaken, for a moment, the time jumped back two minutes.

He had seen such visions more than once from classified documents of the Bureau of Investigation, and in the known records, every time a vision occurred, it meant ......

"Whoa."

The sound of the train car door being opened frightened his colleague threw his phone to the ground, and he instinctively pulled out his gun and looked in horror at the people who came in from the back of the train.

Angleigh!

No, no, Angley was still beside him, his hands and feet bound by restraints.

Who is the man in front of him, dressed almost out of the same mold as Angele?

"How did you and Ling come up?"

The gun-wielding detective couldn't help but tremble and questioned the other party.

He was confident that they had searched every car of the train before it started, making sure it was safe before starting the train.

"Ride."

The man in the mask, carved out of almost the same mold as Angleigh, spoke.

Nonsense.

How is it possible to catch up with a high-speed train on a bike?

The agent pulled the trigger and without hesitation emptied a shuttle of bullets.

The bullet had a remarkable effect, and the ghostly man who boarded the train disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

The agent gasped for breath and calmed down before glaring at the prisoner beside him, "Angleigh, are you making ...... of this?"

The questioning came to an abrupt end.

Along with the ghost, there was also the prisoner beside him.

The alarm sounded throughout the train, the high-speed train stopped halfway, and the agents of the Investigation Bureau searched the entire train, but only came to an incredible conclusion.

Someone boarded the high-speed train and hijacked Angray right under their noses.

……

"There's no point in you doing that."

Lying in the grass, Angley did not have the joy of the rest of his life, he didn't know how he suddenly appeared here, but his current position allowed him to see only the clear blue sky.

"You can't fight against an enemy who doesn't even exist."

"You have 10 minutes."

The voices coming from under the mask sounded a little similar to him, "Then, you can start on the run." ”

(End of chapter)