The blue bird turned her back to me and paused for two or three seconds before she asked casually, "Ruan Wenzhu?" This seems to be the name of your former classmate, why did you suddenly mention this name? ”

"I'm calling you." I say.

"My name is not Ruan Wenzhu, I am a blue bird."

"Blue Bird is just your code name in the Security Bureau, not your real name." I said, "I've recognized you, so don't waste your efforts and continue acting." Besides, you weren't going to act in the first place. It's just that I haven't recognized you. ”

“…… Hey, why did you recognize me all of a sudden......" She turned around and looked at me helplessly, making a gesture of surrender by the way, "Is it the song you hummed that exposed me?" I used to really just hum it once in a while, you remember it......"

I scrutinized her face.

Looking back now, I can indeed see a lot of similarities, but under the filter of first impressions, I have never thought of it in that direction.

"That's a reason, but it's more important...... The white, carnation flower-shaped hair ornament. I said, "You are still with me until now, it seems that it is really a very important thing, no wonder you cried so sadly when you lost it......"

Hearing this, she hurriedly interrupted, and even raised her voice a little, "Have I ever cried?" I didn't cry, you must have misremembered! ”

"You must have cried, I remember it clearly......"

Before she could finish speaking, she covered her ears and raised her voice, drowning out mine, "Ahhh

“…… Anyway, didn't you wear that hair ornament when I first woke up from my dream? Although now you're switching back. I waited wordlessly until she stopped, and then continued, "I didn't expect you to become a law enforcement warlock......

In the dream, the missing girl I first saw in the photo was wearing the same style of hair accessory.

Ren Sai said that in her expectation, she would participate in my dream as the character of Ruan Van Zhu, although it failed for some reason, but the young girl character was undoubtedly born based on the image of the front table in my mind, so not only the face, but even the hair ornament that impressed me was restored.

In addition, although I just said "I failed for some reason", I thought about this issue a little more, and I also understood why Ren Sai failed in the stage of "fabricating the role", because the real Nguyen Van Zhu also sneaked into my dream at that time.

Maybe that dream was also mixed with a little bit of bluebird's consciousness when the bluebird joined. If the dream is compared to an online game, and consciousness is compared to data, that situation is like having a player's account data in an online game, and on the premise that this account has been registered and is being used, later players cannot log in to this account at the same time, and if they want to register an identical account, they will also fail due to duplicate names. That's why Ren Sai will eventually have to become a plausible wrong character with the real Ruan Van Zhu.

But why did it become a young girl character? Shouldn't it be a girl character who is the same age as the front table I remember, but slightly different in details? Is this also part of the wrong way? I'm a little confused.

However, compared to this, I was even more surprised that "the front desk of the student was actually a law enforcement warlock of the Security Bureau", and it was also a "main law enforcement warlock", which was beyond surprise and reached the point of shock.

Although the main law enforcement warlock is not as high as the gold content of the "National Level 1 Demon Hunter" in the dream realm, it is also quite powerful. Even on a national scale, the main law enforcement warlock is enough to take charge of the role. The gap between an ordinary warlock and a main-level warlock is like the gap between an average person and a warlock.

The old bones that I had to choose to die with before, if I fought the blue bird head-on, I wouldn't be able to survive for a second.

"Why did you become a Warlock?" I asked curiously.

"Well...... It's a long story. Blue Bird said in a complicated manner, and changed the subject stiffly, "Since you can recognize me through that hair ornament, you should recognize me sooner." ”

I didn't ask any further, "I didn't think about it for a while." ”

"You asked me if I had seen it anywhere, and I thought you had recognized me, and I was so nervous that I couldn't help but smirk, but you came to me and said if I was in the battle with you at that time...... I barely controlled my expression, we were all wearing tactical helmets, and even though I was there, you didn't even see my face at the time. ”

It's understandable that I couldn't recognize her immediately, because the one I remember in my memory was Ruan Wenzhu, the front desk of the literature and art department with a ponytail, a white school uniform, and a meticulous attitude, not the shoulder-length straight hair, concave front and back curl, outgoing and lively Miss Blue Bird, a powerful law enforcement warlock in front of me, and even wearing makeup.

I was honest about my feelings.

"Let's not mention anything else, you say I wear makeup, but I'm wearing no makeup." She must have said that on purpose.

So I responded cooperatively, "Don't you think it's unreasonable to put 'no makeup' and 'makeup' together? ”

"You can't find a girlfriend when you say that." She couldn't help but laugh, and after laughing, she also regained her seriousness, "Hmm...... At this point, I almost forgot about business, and I still have to fulfill my duties as an overseer. Can you tell me the whole process of contact with your old bones? Is he dead? ”

Although I still have a lot to ask, since there is something serious, it is natural that the main thing comes first.

I'll give you a rough overview of what happened before.

"What a healthy revenge...... Don't toss up a set of unexplained philosophies of life in a place I don't know. She didn't know how to react when she heard this, "And ...... If you're not sure that you can win him on the premise of preserving yourself, it's better to run away, why bother with that old bone. I really don't know if you're just brainless or if you can't get along with yourself. ”

I didn't answer her, and I answered that I would be criticized by her to death.

"Are you still thinking about self-destruction...... Or find a suitable occasion, with the help of the enemy's hand, to kill yourself in disguise? What she said at the moment was indeed what I really thought.

"If I hadn't saved you, you'd probably be dead by now." She stared hard into my eyes, "How about it as if your life is over and all the past is gone?" ”

"How is that possible?" I shook my head.

I thought she would continue, but she closed her eyes, hesitated strangely for a moment, and then pulled out a piece of paper from her arms, and continued: "And...... There is no need for you to rush to death, because your remaining life is already running out. ”

"What?"

"Didn't you do a full medical examination after you were injured by an old bone last time? The Security Service compared it with earlier medical data and found something to be found...... Now your body is like an engine without fuel, and that 'fuel' is not only fuel for you, but also indispensable for your life to run longer. To put it simply, you don't have a few years left to survive after breaking away from the Kraken. It can be as short as two years or as long as four years...... That's the rest of your life. She said, "I wasn't mentally prepared to tell you, but if you don't get to that point, you definitely won't value your life." ”

It can be as short as two years or as long as four years......

When I heard these words, even I was stunned.

Now I'm nineteen, which means I'm going to die when I'm twenty-one or twenty-three.

As she said, as the saying goes, scarcity is expensive, and even a person like me, who originally felt that he was full of sin for an extra day, felt as if he didn't need to die in such a hurry.

Anyway, you won't live long and die, so it's better to think about what you can do during this time.

She put the document in my hand, and seemed to be unable to find words for a while, so she turned around, "I still have to go to the scene of your battle with the old bone to check first, you wait here for me for a while, I will be back soon." ”

With that, she left.

Since the old bones died there, it means that the bone tools are still there. At that time, people were dying, and I didn't have the heart to pay attention to that, and I didn't realize it at this moment. And the blue bird, as a law enforcement warlock, will neither ignore the past, nor will it be possible to let that evil item wander away.

I looked at the document, which was full of medical reports, and the conclusion was the same as before.

With my hands on my knees, I struggled to my feet, intending to do something else.

Since just now, I have always had a feeling of "about to come out" in my heart. I was still wondering if it would be an illusion, but since it has been going on for so long without change, it must be true. And this familiar feeling corresponds to only one thing in my memory.

Give it a try.

I reached forward, my fingers spread, and mentally called out the name of the weapon.

Then, a change occurred - as if thousands of fireflies hiding in the dark night lit up their own light at the same time, and a dense mass of tiny indigo light particles appeared in the air, and my palm seemed to have some kind of wonderful suction, and all the light particles moved in unison after emergence, and piled up into a light body with the shape of a short axe.

When the light was extinguished, the nostalgic weapon was revealed, the Siren's Blade.

Siren's Blade, it's back!

Even if I had a hunch, I couldn't help but doubt my eyes and hands, and repeatedly check the feel and weight of the weapon.

It's really a siren's blade...... But why?

Isn't that one of the powers that "it" supports me? Now that "it" is dead, and my physical strength has been crippled by the loss of "fuel", why can this weapon still be summoned?

Moreover, if it can be summoned, why is it that it has become able to summon now, but it can't be summoned before?

I just have too many questions. If you can't solve these problems, you won't be sure. Having said that, when I held the siren's blade and felt the power of a herd of racing horses running in my veins, I inevitably felt a sense of solidity that I hadn't felt in a long time.

There are some things that will only be cherished if they are lost.

This is especially true of power.

At the same time, I also have mixed feelings about the Siren Blade.

On the one hand, it is the murder weapon that I committed when I was a demon, symbolizing the past that I don't want to face. On the other hand, as a man, it is absolutely unreasonable to say that he hates power and weapons, no matter what the reason.

Although the weapon was an "axe", this was a small disappointment to me at first. When I was in junior high school, I often fantasized that I would use my sword to kill the enemy, then shake the blood off the sword, and then pull a beautiful sword flower, and turn my back to the corpse behind me and say "I cut another boring thing".

But the reality is not negotiable, and my exclusive weapon is an axe.

The axe is a weapon that I don't feel like the protagonist of the story can use, and I don't need to locate an important villain. And it makes me look like a serial killer out of a horror movie (although I am), and at the beginning of the story, a sword-wielding protagonist will teleport behind me, and then a large bloody gash will burst in my chest, and the last thing I hear before I fall to the ground is "Kill another boring thing".

But not to mention chic, the axe is still very handy after a long time, and it seems to cater to the so-called violent aesthetics of some enthusiasts. If I had the opportunity to choose a weapon in the future, I would continue to choose a violent axe instead of a nimble sword.

Thinking about it, I scattered the sirens again. In just a few moments, the power injected into the body by the siren's blade had swept away all the fatigue and discomfort. I'm completely back to my best state.

After that, let's wait here for the bluebird to come back.

However, it backfired.

Soon someone visited my place, but not a bluebird, but an enemy.

The first "hello" he gave me was an invisible mass woven of spirit and shot out at high speed. However, at this time, I was full of energy and my consciousness was sharp enough, and I immediately sensed the strong killing intent coming from behind me, and a short body dodged this attack. The invisible mass went all the way forward, smashing into the trees in front of it and punching through a fist-sized hole.

"Unbelievable......" voice came from behind.

He looked at me in amazement, "It's really not dead...... You're not lying? Can you survive even if your brain and heart are mashed? ”

"I'm also surprised that you're not dead...... "I said, and a memory suddenly flashed through my mind, "I see...... Is it only a doppelganger who dies with me? ”

Blue Bird has said that she had tracked down the old bones before, but was lured away by his clone spell.

Since it can fool the eyes of the blue bird, it means that it must be a quite realistic doppelganger. Having said that, it was so realistic that I couldn't even see it when I pierced my heart, and it still had decent combat power, and such a doppelganger spell was not like something that a warlock of the level of Old Bone could master, which was suspicious.

Presumably, the inspection site that Blue Bird just mentioned also includes checking whether the dead are the main body. She's careless, too, assuming it's not the body, and the old bones who have a grudge against me have the possibility of attacking again while she's not there......

No, it seems like my problem when you think about it. Normally, Old Bone would have thought I was dead and wouldn't come back again, but because I said that I wouldn't die if I was shot through my heart and brain when the clone was destroyed, he came to check it out. I haven't told Bluebird about this.

Forget it, though.

He couldn't have come at the right time.