Right on Target

Su Heting was at a loss for words for a moment, he said, "Hello—"

Xie Zhenshu handcuffed the other end to his wrist, turned and walked out.

Su Heting followed suit, and while scratching the back of his head, he said, "Yes, you told me to wait here for you, but I didn't run away? I really didn't run away... Thank you pillow book? Thank you pillow book."

Xie Zhenshu turned a deaf ear.

Su Heting yelled: "Sir-officer-"

Xie Zhenshu said, "I don't believe you anymore."

"Don't, it's so dangerous at night, we can't centrifuge." Su Heting touched Xie Pillow Book with his finger, "Go slowly, I'll tell you what I'm doing."

Xie Zhenshu stopped and looked back at him.

Su Heting said: "I was looking at the paintings in the hall, and found that there was Jue's handwriting on the last painting, and then I heard footsteps, and then the door was closed. I thought it was the main **** system that was playing tricks, so I went upstairs to find you. Entering the folding space, inside is the diary written by Jue."

This "entry" is really hard to explain, Su Heting suspects that he accidentally triggered a certain condition set by Jue.

He said: "No matter where I go, I always go back to the hall, and I don't come out until the sun goes down. This can't be regarded as my running around?"

Xie Zhenshu focused on the key points: "Folding space?"

Su Heting said: "Yes, you don't know?"

Xie Zhenshu didn't know that he had been here many times and visited the entire kindergarten, but he had never entered Jue's folding space.

Su Heting was stunned, and then thought: Could it be that I am the only one who can go in? The trigger condition for entering the folding space is myself? But what is the relationship between me and Jue, that it trusts me so much?

Xie Zhenshu said: "I have seen those crayon drawings, but I have not seen Jue's handwriting."

Su Heting said: "It should be Jue's setting, but the crayon drawings I saw were all rabbits and lions."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Yes."

Su Heting said, "Um... what do you mean?"

Xie Zhenshu turned sideways, because of his height, his shadow could cover Su Heting. "That's what I saw," he said.

Su Heting felt that Xie Zhenshu knew a lot, so he asked, "Do these two animals have any special meaning?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "There were many subjects in the hunting experiment, and only one subject survived. You can regard the person who survived as the 'rabbit' in the painting."

Su Heting's expression changed: "Are these experimental subjects living?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "Yes."

Su Heting asked: "What is the 'lion'?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "'Lion' is also a person."

Su Heting said: "Is he also a test subject?"

Xie Zhenshu replied: "No."

Su Heting was very patient with his answer like squeezing toothpaste, and asked, "Then what is he?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "He has many identities, he is 7-001, and he is also a tyrant."

When Su Heting heard "7-001", he blurted out: "So it was him!"

No matter where you go, you can hear the deeds of this 7-001? !

Su Heting said: "I have read the information, he is a sniper."

What does a sniper do in a hunting experiment?

Xie Zhenshu turned around suddenly, his chest almost hit Su Heting's face. He leaned slightly, his eyes were on the same level with Su Heting, looked at Su Heting for a while, and said, "You don't want to understand him."

Su Heting said, "Oh, why?"

Xie Zhenshu frowned.

Su Heting observed his words and expressions: "You hate him?"

Xie Zhenshu shook his head.

Su Heting felt very interesting: "Why is that?"

Xie Zhenshu's eyelids are very thin, and when they are half drooped, the end of the eyes will appear slightly longer, which makes him feel extraordinarily cold. He said after a while, "He is different from you."

Su Heting said, "What's the difference?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "He is too cunning."

Su Heting was silent for a while, pointing to himself: "...I'm stupid?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "No. You are the person Fu Chenghui sent to supervise the hunting experiment, he is not."

Su Heting thought to himself: So I am a military supervisor.

Xie Zhenshu said: "He got in touch with the Goddess of Hunting through his personal detection circuit, falsely claiming that he would assist in the hunting experiment, and deceived the Goddess' trust, so he entered the hunting experiment."

Su Heting said: "It's amazing, it's a talent, even the goddess of hunting can be fooled."

The Hunting Goddess is not an ordinary system, it is the world's first evolutionary system. Even if Su Heting didn't remember anything about it, he knew it was different.

Su Heting was really interested when he heard this, and said, "Why did this friend go all out to enter the hunting experiment?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "In order to take away the 'rabbit'."

Su Heting said: "—Huh?"

He thought that with 7-001's ability, entering the hunting experiment must have great ambitions, such as stealing the fruits of the hunting experiment, or forming his own system army, but he didn't want the purpose of 7-001 to be so simple, just to take away a people.

"He took away the reality..." Su Heting didn't want to call those living people "experimental subjects", just like "stitching people" is a divided name, everyone is obviously human. He paused for a while, then said again: "Why did he take the 'rabbit' away?"

Xie Zhenshu looked at him.

Su Heting thought of the lion and rabbit holding hands in Jue's painting, and had a vague guess in his heart.

Xie Zhenshu pierced the layer of paper: "Elope."

Su Heting froze for a moment, with a calm expression, as if he had seen strong winds and waves, but he thought in his heart: My ex-colleague turned out to be a man, who fell in love under the nose of the system and retired!

— There really is your 7-001.

Su Heting clapped his hands: "It's amazing."

No wonder Jue would write down the words "bless them" on the first day. According to Jue's diary, the tyrant, that is, 7-001, had invited Jue when he left with the rabbit, but Jue was there for a man named "Pu Lin". people came to the penalty area and stayed here.

Xie Zhenshu's wrists were hung in handcuffs, and he was pulled towards Su Heting. It's inconvenient for them, but he doesn't have any intention to untie it.

Su Heting said, "I explained clearly, why are you still in handcuffs?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "Accompany me till night."

Su Heting: "..."

"It's getting dark, it's already night," he said.

Xie Zhenshu said nothing.

Su Heting thought to himself: When Jue mentioned me, he drew a cross star. He and I must know each other, but why didn't he say anything?

The cat raised its tail in thought, feeling some rain. He looked up, and there were only vague outlines around. As night fell, it began to rain.

The kindergarten lights went out, leaving only the radio chattering in the doorpost. It was also affected by the night, and the news played was mixed with the sound of electricity, and the volume rose and fell.

"... At 4 o'clock in the morning yesterday, a traveler was... attacking... the head was thrown into the ditch... There were bite marks on the arm..."

It was playing a death event.

Su Heting approached Xie Zhenshu, and the two stood sideways, each facing one side. Su Heting wrinkled the tip of his nose slightly, smelled something, and said, "It's foggy tonight."

Sure enough, just a few seconds after Su Heting finished speaking, thick fog filled the night. The fog is like gauze deliberately shaken away, making the city that was originally invisible even more hazy.

The sound of the rain gradually increased, and the shoulders of both of them were soaked. There is a strange smell in the fog, not smelly, but a bit sweet. Su Heting didn't like the taste, it made him dizzy.

Xie Zhenshu flexed his fingers, and his knuckles touched Su Heting: "Let's go."

Su Heting took two steps, but kept bumping into Xie Zhenshu's back, stumbling along a section of the gravel road. It can't be his fault, it's so dark, he rashly used the modified eye to light up the word "X", attracting gods and demons.

Xie Zhenshu stopped.

Su Heting said: "It smells weird, and I feel high, as if I'm drunk."

Just as he was talking, he kicked the twisted car that passed by during the day. The car fell to the lawn with a "bang" and drove by itself.

Not only this one, but all the twisting cars at the feet started to move. They opened in the thick fog, creaking and creaking, as if there were real children sitting on them, paddling the ground with their feet.

Su Heting: "..."

It's because he is ignorant, this thing will really twist on its own!

Just as he was thinking, with a light touch on his wrist, the handcuffs disintegrated.

Su Heting's cat's ears twitched, but Xie Zhenshu held him down with his hand. He was puzzled at first, but soon, a thin voice came from his ears.

"...you can leave by walking a dozen steps forward...

"Listen to me, don't trust him."

Su Heting had never heard this voice before, and it gradually increased its volume, occupying Su Heting's ears.

"He is so nervous about your going or staying because he wants to tie you down.

"Run, get away from him."

The voice was like someone speaking close to the ear, and even the breath was imitated.

Xie Zhenshu saw that the situation was not good, and Asura suddenly appeared, and the "hate" who made the formula immediately glared and roared into the dense fog. This roar shocked the surroundings, the effect was comparable to Zhuyin's sonic bomb, and Su Heting's ears returned to normal with a "buzz".

Xie Zhenshu said: "This is the ear guest ①, a kind of interference signal, don't talk to it, it will talk nonsense."

Su Heting only felt that this thing was noisy, but within half a minute after he was quiet, he heard another sound. This time it was no longer unfamiliar, but something he was very familiar with—

"Gods and demons pass by, mortals make way!"

The electronic sound of the mechanical **** echoes in the middle of the night, creating a strange atmosphere in the rain and fog. It goes to work on time, with great style, and even the umbrella is held for it by Flying Liaozi.

Those flattering heads squeezed under the information umbrella, and relying on the ability to fly to prop it up, let it cover the **** firmly, preventing the **** from getting a little rain.

Today the **** wears a cigarette hat and a brand-new cover with a picture of a boy riding a sheep embroidered on it. It put its hands in front of its body, as if it had just been awakened, and its electronic eyes were extraordinarily bright.

Su Heting got angry when he saw the mechanical eunuch, he pinched his fingers, and his joints creaked.

The **** ignored them with arrogance. It opened its arms, indicating that Flying Head Liaozi could do the job, and seeing those Flying Head Liaozi huddled under the umbrella looked respectful, they shouted in unison.

"Gods and demons pass by, mortals make way!

"Gods and demons pass, mortals—"

Asura turned sharply, and the face of "reckless killing" was extremely irritable, aiming at the mechanical eunuch's position with a single shot. The cannon light "swished" to light up the rain and mist, and before the Flying Head's fangs screamed, they blasted them down together with the eunuch.

Feitou Liaozi immediately scattered like birds and beasts, not daring to take advantage of others.

Su Heting guessed that there was something wrong with the heavy fog tonight. When he moved his left ear, he heard the interference signal called Erke and started to make trouble again.

"The cat is a stowaway.

"Ao Yin, Ao Yin.

"Strangle his throat, wring his head, gouge out his eyes, trample off his tail."

It doesn't matter to Su Heting, this is just talk. But when he saw Asura's six eyes wide open, his stature growing violently, and the iron shield smashing in front of him with a "bang", he knew that Erke was not provoking him.

Xie Zhenshu said nothing, his face covered with frost.

The author has something to say:

① Ear Ke: The sound is like mosquitoes and flies, without specific appearance, often accompanied by foggy days. Not only will it interfere with humans, but it will also interfere with gods and demons. Disliked because of its elusiveness, even mechanical eunuchs reject it for thousands of miles. ——"Punctual Sniper Strange Records"

①-1 Setting inspiration: "The villain is about three inches long, and his appearance is ferocious like a nightshade." - "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio: People in the Ear"