If Yun Qianfeng saw a small nerve in the photo, which made his heart feel as if it had been smashed by a hammer, then when he saw the person with the small nerve around his neck, it made his brain seem to explode a grenade.

Because the person with the little nerve around his neck is himself, Yun Qianfeng.

"Am I also a member of the Kill Squad? Am I also here to hunt Yun Qianfeng? ”

At that moment, Yun Qianfeng had the illusion of separating himself from himself, almost schizophrenic.

"The photograph is not fake, otherwise there is no need to burn it, and the performance of the Dimond Deville and John also proves that they are indeed very familiar with me, and even have a deep affection for me, it is not fake, I can feel it, and I am convinced.

No wonder Little Nerve doesn't remember anything, and still has a familiar feeling for me, it turns out that she and I used to be so close!

Is Little Nerve here to kill me too? Is she also in Antarctica? No, she shouldn't be here, she's lost her memory. ”

Inexplicably, Yun Qianfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't dare to imagine himself facing the little nerves.

Whether it was the little nerve that killed him, or the fact that he set out to kill the little nerve, he couldn't accept it.

"These people and I are a team, we were very close to each other, no wonder the two people at Dumond Diviville had only the intention of killing me, but they did not have the slightest hatred, and even respected me very much.

They even brought my favorite cigarettes and the green disposable lighter that I was most familiar with.

Whether they died or I died, they never forgot our friendship.

But why? Why are they doing this?

Why don't I remember anything? Am I, like the little nerves, also lost my memory?

No, I'm not like Little Nerve, who doesn't remember anything, and I have memories that I think are complete!

So, everything now shows that my memory is my delusion, my memory is incomplete, someone has dug up part of my memory and replaced it with other situations that make no sense. ”

It's not terrible for people to lose something, it's terrible to know that they've lost something, but they don't know what they've lost.

The feeling of not being able to give up is extremely sad.

Especially thinking of the two people in front of him at this time, and the two of them who were all close to him, the feeling of anger in his heart that seemed to explode, but there was nowhere to release it, made Yun Qianfeng's body tremble.

Yun Qianfeng didn't know how he walked back to the snowmobile, and this part of the road did not appear in his memory at all.

Linda acted very seriously, and she seemed to be out of the way.

One will stretch out the jade leg in front of the car window, and the other will swing the brittle lotus-like arm, and I can really bear the cold.

The small tracked cart swayed on the snow, and Linda could be heard shutting her stomach because of the exertion.

Yun Qianfeng opened the car door, the cold wind poured in, Linda hurriedly shrank into the quilt, and was about to show off her acting skills, but saw Yun Qianfeng with a pale face.

Linda saw that Yun Qianfeng's eyes, which had always been deep and attentive, were all at a loss at the moment.

So he opened his mouth and swallowed all the bragging:

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Yun Qianfeng didn't speak, but like a puppet, he handed the half of the photo in his hand to Linda.

When she saw Yun Qianfeng's face in the photo, she was stunned.

The two people she met at the Dimond Diviville station also remembered very well.

And now, she actually saw a photo of Yun Qianfeng and them.

For a while, Linda didn't know what to express at all, but subconsciously asked:

"You know them!"

Yun Qianfeng nodded, but then shook his head and said with a wry smile:

"Who am I?"

Who I am, where I came from, and where I'm going to go is a philosophical question.

But obviously, the sentence asked by Yun Qianfeng has nothing to do with philosophy, but is an extremely realistic question.

Sending a group of Yun Qianfeng's most familiar comrades-in-arms to kill Yun Qianfeng, who had lost or had his memories tampered with, and let them sacrifice each other as each other's sacrifices, what a cruel thing that a vicious person could do.

Linda couldn't answer Yun Qianfeng's question, but Yun Qianfeng's pitiful and helpless appearance stimulated her maternal instinct.

She took Yun Qianfeng's head into her arms, gently patted Yun Qianfeng's back with her hand, and said softly:

"Don't be afraid, don't worry, everything will have an answer after all, memories may be fake, but the perception of good and evil is eternal, isn't it?

For your own survival, for your life, in this forbidden area of civilization and life, everything you do is not only right in my eyes, but also extremely correct, correct to the point that there is no flaw.

Their death is not your fault, it is the fault of the one who sent them to kill you.

Uncle, you can't be discouraged now, let alone blame yourself, those your comrades-in-arms can't die in vain like this, you have to cheer up to make them worthwhile. ”

A woman's tenderness is like a spring breeze on the earth, awakening everything in life and healing everything in life.

Yun Qianfeng leaned his head on Linda's chest, and said softly for a while:

"Thank you Linda, if only you were my mother!"

Linda held Yun Qianfeng's head, slowly raised her face, sighed softly, and cursed in her heart:

"O iniquity! I want to hang you, but you call me Mom! Oh my God, thunder and kill me! ”

Yun Qianfeng didn't hear Linda's inner monologue, but took a few deep breaths, cheered up, and said:

"Those people should all be in hot air balloons, and they will disperse in groups of two, so there must be hot air balloons nearby, and they will all leave the hot air balloon fuel as a lifeline for those who survive.

In other words, that's also left for me, they can die, I can die, but the living have to go somewhere. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the electronic screen, which flashed with green plant signs, and continued:

"That is, to go here, in that case, we might as well go straight to the point, go and see what is waiting for the survivors there, and see what the conspiracy of this sacrifice is intended for, although I don't remember them, but my comrades cannot die in vain, and the initiators must pay the price!"

"You wait in the car, close the door, I'll come back when I find fuel, the two killers at the Eastern Station were evisculated by the snowman and died, we must be careful."

Linda had heard of the snowman, but she didn't expect it to really exist, and she was terrified.

Because he was killed by that thing, the death was so horrific that there was only one skin left.

Yun Qianfeng left.

Linda hurriedly closed the car door and deliberately locked it, which relieved her mind slightly.

Yun Qianfeng still needs to climb and lie on the ground, because of the large contact area with the snow, it will not sink down, and his strong hands can allow him to move quickly on the snow like a skateboard.

Ten minutes later, he spotted the white hot air balloon.

On the sphere, there are the same rice-shaped cut marks, and in the propeller body, there are all parts without identification and coding.

Yun Qianfeng was not surprised by this result, because even the pistols they used were scraped off the number and modified in caliber, and the source could not be found at all.

Carrying fuel back to the tracked truck, filling the tank, the two of them continued to set off, heading straight for the pointers on the tablet.

That's the direction of the geographic South Pole, the most treacherous and icy place in the world.

There is no wind, and it is rare to have such a quiet time on the polar night in Antarctica.

But the strange thing is that in the snow behind the car, where the wheels have run over, there is snow bulging, and it moves forward with a very fast rhythm.

It's as if the snow behind their snowmobile turned into a wave of waves.

The snow wave is getting closer and closer to the snowmobiles of the two people, getting closer and closer.

Unfortunately, the two people in the car had no idea, and their headlights could only illuminate a small distance ahead

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