117 Finale (Part I)

Chapter 117: The Finale (I)

The vision is completely deprived.

His eyes were covered by a thick black cloth, and his ears were covered, so he couldn't even hear the wind.

He was first taken into a car and then pricked. The two tubes of medicine that had just been injected made his brain fight against sleeping pills tenaciously, and although he sat on the side, he never lost consciousness all the way.

The car circled around, I don't know how long it took, then changed to another car, and finally reached the final location after repeating it many times.

This guy is really good enough to hide.

After being placed in a room, lying in what appeared to be a test bed, Ikakawa held her breath and began to observe her surroundings.

This is a very small room in a very deep position, and the footsteps do not echo too far, it should be less than thirty square meters. With the route he had taken when he had been placed on the bench, it should have been empty.

I'm afraid there are only a few instruments, and this cold and hard test bed.

The tip of the nose poured into the damp smell, mixed with the smell of earth. Ikekawa Na frowned inwardly, feeling that this place was unlike any other base.

Less like a place completely covered in metal, more like it was built on topography, he bet there must be a rock in this room, not a metal surface as cold as Ko'o.

A hand as cold as metal landed on the side of his face at this moment.

"I know you're awake." Koou's voice rang out above his head.

Fingertips on his cheeks, and tracing the outline of his eyes through the blindfold, the movements are gentle, like a gentle greeting between relatives.

Ikekawa felt her stomach churning.

He didn't notice that Koou was also in the room. Upon entering, he heard several researchers talking in whispers and began to adjust the sound of the device, their voices matching the number of footsteps.

But the boss who transforms 80% of his body into a machine is about to be out of the range of humans.

The sound of his breathing is very weak, and his mechanical legs can control the force when he lands like a computer, ensuring that he does not make any unnecessary sounds, and the whole person is like a shadow.

"......" Ikekawa opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to answer the sentence.

He twisted his head, trying to dodge the other man's hand, but was pinched by his jaw and turned around forcefully.

Koou's desire to control is on full display at this moment. He even squeezed out heavy breathing in his mechanically made chest, controlling the strength with the mechanical arm that was already far beyond the upper limit of human strength, and touching the opponent's eyebrows little by little with the other hand.

From the eyebrows, to the corners of the eyes and eye sockets covered by the black cloth, down the bridge of the nose to the lips, and finally on the neck.

The pulse pulsed between his fingers, through the thin layer of machinery on the outside, along the lines that represented the senses, through the machine-made flesh from the fingertips to the brain, transmitting the sensation to the brain, which was in the artificial range of Coauchan.

"Whew......" The man exhaled, and a flash of obsession flashed in his eyes. Not for the man lying on the test bench, but for the life force grasped by his beating pulse.

He loves everything that has life, and he viciously hates every life that is more alive than himself.

"Do you feel it?" Stroking the other party's slender and fragile neck, he slowly untied the neck ring and threw it on the ground mercilessly, "Your pulse is beating, it's really vigorous." โ€

"yes." Ikekawa Nai finally answered, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she was so angry that her breath became a little heavier, "What you can't ask for." โ€

His neck was stuck, and he tilted his head, feeling his breath slowly being stripped away.

The excessive lack of oxygen made Ikekawana's cheeks stained with a thin layer of red, and he inhaled gently, but a smile appeared on his face, and the laughter and words were stuck in his throat, "Annoyed...... Annoyed ...... Angry? You...... Cough...... If you want to kill me, ...... Won't wait for ...... I won't do it today. โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ As I said a long time ago, you're a smart kid. Koou let go of him with a cold face, "Disgusting cleverness." โ€

"Only a fool hates smart people. Are you one of them? โ€

Cold fingers poked into his mouth, cutting off the other party's sarcastic words.

"Sharp teeth." The boss briefly commented, and after the pair of heterochromatic eyes were blocked, he looked at the other party's eyebrows that were quite similar to his mother's, and his face flashed with disgust: "You really look exactly like that woman." โ€

The woman who conspired with her husband to plant a virus in his brain.

"Ahem...... Is it? Thank you. You're the first to say that. The hand that had been stuffed into her mouth was withdrawn, and Ikekawa coughed, her voice still tingling with a sense of yin and yang mockery.

It was indeed the first person to say it to his face. After all, no one else dared to mention his parents.

"Why do you hate her? It's obviously the two of them doing it together. After saying that, Ikekawa continued, "Because you think those ideas came from her in the first place?" Or think that the reason why I am doing this today is because of her actions at that time, so that you have to raise me until now. โ€

Raise.

As soon as he said the word, he felt like his teeth were all pantothenic.

Being blindfolded and unable to see each other's appearance clearly, Ikekawa Nai sighed in her heart and felt pity.

ๆ…ๅค•้“ฎๅ“ฉ.

Soon, though, his regrets vanished. Koou reached down and removed the blindfold.

After adjusting to the lighting in the laboratory, Ikekawa first took a look at the situation in the room. Sure enough, as previously suspected, one side was made of rock, the other three were metal walls, and one of them had a closed door.

After reading this, he turned his gaze to the person in front of him.

Koou's face was really ugly, his face was so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping water, and his misty blue eyes shone with a cold light.

He used to be most afraid of these eyes, but now that he looks, his chest has long since been unable to rise to any wind and waves other than hatred.

"Or ......," Ikekawa Na said in a low voice. He looked at the other party's face, and a strange chopstick feeling rose in his heart, "Or, did you see her on the ship?" What should she have said to you before someone raised her gun at her, I guess......"

"Shut up."

"She said your actions weren't feasible at all, and she said it would only create monsters? And then, what else did she say, saying that you are a monster now, a madman who can't control your emotions, and you will only dig your own grave? โ€

As he spoke, he chuckled lowly, and felt that his mother was so elegant, that woman who was soaked in books and research, and at the end of her life still couldn't scold a word that could be called dirty.

"You must want to kill her child first and then kill her. But it didn't work out, and she said that she put in my head the antidote that would solve everything and completely cure the mental illness you were caused by that virus.

So your wish is frustrated, and the desire of a mother to watch her child die. You're going to have to bring me back and let me live to this age, because your waste lab can't come up with a cure. โ€

"I'll shut you up!"

"Did she smile at you before she died? That's because she knows you're helpless, you're killing her, and you're losing, you're justโ€”"

The throat was strangled vigorously, and the back was smashed on the test bench. Ikekawa opened her mouth and didn't make a sound, her heterochromatic eyes still staring at each other.

His lips trembled slightly from the pain in his neck, but he didn't hesitate to say it.

Underdog.

Everything that has been painstakingly managed is nothing but a castle in the air, and under the heavy blow, it will soon collapse.

The strength of the man's hand continued to increase, and even his expression distorted, and a corner of the wound caused at that time finally appeared on his face.

At that time, the virus that Karasuma Renya's most extreme emotions turned into brutally squeezed into his mental layer, shattering all the reason inside, and although he later maintained his consciousness with tenacious willpower, and did not suffer from brain death as the Shiraishi couple expected, his spirit still suffered a lot of damage.

He can't control his emotions, and when the illness strikes, he will be uncontrollably furious and murderous. He used to be the deputy of Karasuma Renya, and he saw with his own eyes how the other party rotted little by little, and was turned into that outcast leader by his paranoid emotions.

Koou once felt that he would never become such a thing.

But after that failed experiment, his former blueprint was shattered, and with a broken spirit, Koo supported the organization and eventually became the next Karasuma Renya.

The fear of death is deep, and it will only use bloody deterrence, and it will not get a loyal boss who really cares about life and death.

This made him how could he not hate it to the bone.

The man lying on the test bench in front of him was still laughing, he gritted his teeth and took the scalpel next to him and stabbed it hard.

"Wait! BOSS๏ผ Don't ......," exclaimed one of the experimenters in the back.

The scalpel fell without the slightest hesitation, but in the end it was nailed to the hard bed next to it.

The sharp knife pulled a slender wound on the side of Ikekawana's face, and the person whose limbs were immobilized looked at him, watching the other's eyes flash with a nervous madness, and then calm down again.

"It's okay." He exhaled under his breath, "Everything will end today." โ€

Koou still didn't dare to kill him.

The barrier from her mother still protects Ikekawa Na inside at this moment, at the cost of a heterochromatic eye.

Na Ikekawa's golden eyes were filled with light.

The boss still has a grim expression.

After he let go, he looked at the experimenter who had just opened his mouth to stop him: "What did you say?" โ€

"Yes, I'm sorry...... the experimenter's lips trembled, and he took a step back, "I'm just afraid that it will affect the experiment, and if he gets hurt for a while, I'm afraid ......"

His voice got stuck in his throat as he was grabbed by the collar, and his irritability had already consumed the man, and he coldly ordered the others to start preparing, and then dragged the man out of the lab.

Screams and pleas for mercy came from outside the door, then calmed down again, and several researchers continued their work without saying a word, someone taking the man's place, and no one looking at the door.

A short time later, Koou walked back.

He came back with half of his body bloodstained, and then slowly wiped the still warm blood on his hand onto Ikekawa Nai's face: "It's very suitable for you." โ€

The man whispered.

"Remember the first time you did something like this? Eighteen or nineteen, I don't remember exactly. To prove your worth, you walk over with a โ–กโ–ก and a knife. โ€

His voice was soft, freed from the madness that flashed with hatred just now, and became like a majestic and generous elder again, "Then I'll go in and take you away." You were kneeling on the carpet and wearing a white kimono with blood all over it, and you were on your face. It's beautiful. โ€

"Such a beautiful and obedient and useful child, I really want to forget the grievances about the previous generation and let you stay with me all the time."

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ So you're going to let me inject that dirty stuff. Saying that the medicine that has been painstakingly researched to keep youth is dirty, Ikekawa Na looked at the other party's eyebrows and shook again.

He wondered if there was some other reason for injecting him at the age of twenty-five. Now it seems that there is nothing special, it is just that Koou is sick.

"But now it seems that you are no different from your parents." The man's gaze froze, and he stood up and said to the others, "Let's get started." โ€

The researcher, who had been silent, took Koo to a chair to the side, and pulled out a helmet-like device.

There are countless wires connected to it, leading to the device not far away, and the other end of the instrument is also connected to the device, unlike the boss, these lines are more, and the top end is a lot of patches, which are not attached to the helmet.

"Boss, prepare for a spirit link." Out of caution, the man asked in a low voice, "I'm afraid this experiment will damage his brain and cause brain death." โ€

"It's okay, turn up the power to the maximum." Misty blue eyes narrowed, he reached out and gently touched Ikekawa Na's face, "Good night, my child." โ€

Without getting the answer to completely solve the brain, and he couldn't pry open Ikekawa's mouth, he could only choose a risky method, which was also the last way.

Go to the other person's spiritual palace to find it yourself.

He relied on the efforts of others, and he was vigilant against everyone, and he did not choose anyone to help him in this kind of matter, but put on the hat that connected to the spiritual realm, and used his mechanical body to be vigilant about the situation of everyone around him.

This helmet-like design only allows a small part of his consciousness to enter it to protect his brain, but it is enough to find something.

Na Ikekawa's side is different. The clothes on his chest were pulled open, and the dense patches covered the hideous scars, and his forehead and temples were not spared.

The experimenter tried to keep his mind under control with all the patches so that the other party could explore it without any regard for how much damage it would cause to the body.

Ikekawa doesn't care either.

He closed his eyes and slowly sank into a deeper consciousness as the experimental equipment took control.

All he needs to do is concoct space after space to thwart Ko'ou's exploration, lest he start a final plan to channel his consciousness into the networks that connect the world here before most of the forces in the organization are wiped out by the police.

Then, when the other party rummaged for the answer, he implanted a message in his subconscious to prevent the gentleman from killing him as soon as he took off the instrument on his head.

Ikekawa felt himself sinking into the deepest depths of the sea, in the painfully thick darkness and suffocation, and he struggled to open his eyes, and then bit by bit in the mental space, drawing all the shapes he had ever seen.

Laboratories, so many laboratories and bases have to be taken out.

Koou's spirit body dropped in the base.

"Damn." He cursed and walked outside the metal corridor of the base, passing by countless researchers, and finding one control instrument after another in the general control room.

The man's face was already stained with irritation.

For the first time, he regretted that he had built so many laboratories, and he had allowed Ikekawa Nai to go to the places where so many laboratories were located, so that his mental picture had more of these twists and turns.

Then there are the cruises.

Passing through the blazing fire, Koou stepped off the broken ship and passed by the seagulls flying through the docks.

The man who sank to the bottom of the sea did it again, and the huge cruise ship disappeared, replaced by a hotel and a suite. Except for the villa, he spent most of his time in it after he came out, and saw all kinds of suites.

Koou was a little irritable, and his usual stroll turned into a trot. The man who always sat in a chair facing other people in a high posture ran for what he wanted after many years, like the ants he used to laugh at.

Door after door was pushed open and smashed against the wall, causing a mental sting to the owner, and through the hotel room, he walked past some unchanging scenery to reach a place that was too dark to make out his fingers.

A mocking smile flashed across the man's face.

It's the basement, he knows.

Arriving here, it means that all those little tricks just now have been used up, and without those, only villas and cages are left in Ikekawana's memory space, and there is the answer he needs to find.

He continued to walk forward.

I wasted too much time in the lab and the hotel just now, far more than I expected before entering the mental space, but as long as I could get that answer, these losses were nothing.

The man ran forward, not noticing every space, and in the corner, which was difficult to observe with the naked eye, stood a boy with heterochromatic eyes.

He watched the other party walk past his own memories, and then endured the mental pain caused by the collision of the objects in his brain, and implanted a little bit of the sound frequency that suggests leaning on the door and when the object is opened and moved, into the other party's spirit.

Then, he used hints to influence the other party's estimation of time, and the time spent in reality continued to prolong.

Walking through the villa, walking through the forest that has not changed all year round, walking past the brand new cruise ship, Koou has finally reached the end.

It was a familiar apartment building, he had found it here by Tian Juying's news, shot the nanny who came to check the situation, and then dragged up the baby who was still in swaddling clothes, and used the child to force the couple to continue their research.

The door to the apartment was in front of him, and Koou pushed it open, and a conversation could be heard in the entryway.

It was the night before that surgery.

"Archer." The woman who took off the thin frame handed the child in her hand to her husband, her eyes glazed, "He's still asleep." โ€

The usually taciturn man took the child, lowered his head, and kissed him lightly on the forehead, cheek, tip of his nose, and the hand that unconsciously clenched into a fist while sleeping.

"I'm going to put memories into it, including our ...... The one that's ...... Life-saving locks. Nanami Shiraishi let out a low sob, trying to calm her voice back, "Just use the current one, right?" I...... I'm sorry, but I said I couldn't let that device start, and now I'm going to have to ...... you two with me."

"What are these words?" Toru Shiraishihara tilted his head and kissed the corner of her eyebrow, "That's what I want to do, too." โ€

"It's just Nana." After saying these words without a beginning or an end, Nanami Shiraishi fell silent.

She bent down to see the child asleep, next to a letter written on a cloth, which had just finished the beginning, and the rest seemed to be ready to continue after the operation.

The cool, bright green pendant fell with the movement, landed on the sleeping child's hand, and was grasped by his open hand.

Looking at his sleeping eyebrows, the woman whispered, "You haven't named him yet." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Let's call it Na Ikekawa. Toru Shiraishihara said, "Half of yours, our continuation." I still didn't think about what word to add to the end, but then I thought about it, don't use that word to limit his life. โ€

"It's good to have any words in the back." The man had a smile on his face, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were gentle, "He will be free, happy, and will experience a life that none of us have ever had, and it can be any word at the end." โ€

Nanami Shiraishi put her arms around his neck and kissed her husband gently.

Koou didn't want to see that. He felt sick, and there was only endless indifference in his brain, which had lost the most basic human feelings.

It's a pity that this is not a TV series, it is the last memory left by the couple in their children's heads, and he can't press the fast-forward button, he can only frown, impatiently waiting for the other party to put the topic person on the right track.

"Maybe you'll see this memory, Nana." Nanami Shiraishi said, "This is the only gift we can leave you, so let's put it this way, your name is not a complete mutilation, but a prologue." Write the rest......"

Lowering her eyes, her gaze still reluctantly glued to her child's face, "I left a pattern in your eyes, and when I experiment tomorrow, Archer will implant a hint in his brain." If he can survive the mental virus and not be brain dead, then all the symptoms can only be alleviated by looking at the icons of your eyes. Of course, this icon cannot be copied or removed. โ€

Nanami Shiraishi took a deep breath and finally got to the part that Koou was most interested in: "As for the method of eradication. โ€

She paused, and didn't speak for a few minutes.

The woman's expression was detached from the gentleness she had in the face of her family, and became as cold and even sharper as usual, she closed her eyes and said with a smile, "If you are looking at this memory now, Keou." โ€

"I don't have anything that can eradicate this mental illness completely. How could I possibly implant this solution in my own child's brain, so that he could be discarded after all the value has been used. โ€

She looked at the entrance of the door, as if she knew that if someone invaded her brain and entered the spirit body, she would definitely stand at the entrance.

The woman's face, which has an eight-point orientation with Ikekawa Na, raised a sharp smile at this moment. Koou even felt like he was in eye with her.

"I'm just making up a lie, and you're going to be in constant search and disappointment for the rest of your life, and you've lost everything from the moment you believed it until the time you saw it now."

She smiled and declared: "For the rest of your life, you will only be a madman who can't control your emotions and goes to your own demise." โ€

Nanami Shiraishi smiled, and her face dissipated along with the other two, turning into Ikekawa Na with blood on her face.

He stood in the middle of the living room, his eyes flashing with pity, and his back was a little crooked with a smile.

(End of chapter)