Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Chapter 207

Facts have proved that the [resistance] to certain behaviors is deeply embedded in the DNA, and no matter what Alzheimer's disease or super powerful memory scrubber is, it is impossible to cut it off.

After the BOSS was "kidnapped" and got into the car, he remained stiff and motionless.

Kenji Hagiwara kept in mind that Qianmu would always sit in the back row facing the driver's seat unless he was driving himself, and the co-driver would never get close to him, so he was very considerate and didn't put the boss in the co-driver's seat belt Live, if you must take the back seat, then take the back seat.

Anyway, the car is already driving, and the boss can't jump out of the car. In theory, he won't die if he jumps, and the pain can be blocked if necessary. Get out of this thing.

There may also be a reason why the wheelchair was not brought into the car. Although the disabled boy was able to create a medical miracle and get up and walk quickly, it is still troublesome to maintain a steady pace under normal circumstances when he is not forced.

"Don't be nervous, really don't be nervous, look, I'm driving very slowly."

The "kidnapper" was still beeping happily here, not understanding the panic in the BOSS's heart at all.

However, there is one thing to say, he did restrain a lot and drive the car fast, but not so fast that the passengers had a heart attack.

"Although on the streets of Tokyo where there are no roadblocks or red lights, it would be a waste not to let go of speeding up...but don't worry, Xiaoqianmu, I can definitely bear it!"

No matter where you drive, the streets are quiet. Except for the Mercedes-Benz Porsche whizzing past, there are no other vehicles staggering. Even if it is not yet dawn, for a bustling city that is popular all day long, This is too deserted.

It's as if the owner of the dream is still "sleeping" peacefully, the city doesn't need to "wake up" for him too early, so unimportant details have been cut off, and the fleeting street lamps and store listings are also hazy In the night.

It was quite embarrassing to meet such a "magnificent" driver for the first time. Fortunately, the power of friendship defeated the flying instinct of the car god. He insisted on controlling the speed of the car, and only looked around distractedly. Talk to the only passenger: "Mr. Fujiwara is very tasteful. This Porsche is an antique-level classic car. It feels really good to drive... Oh my god! Look what I touched!"

The yelling was purely for the effect of creating a show, and all I touched was a Beretta who didn't know who fell under the driver's seat.

"..."

The passenger who had no intention of admiring the scenery outside the window, let alone talking to the kidnapper, had an indifferent expression, his pupils were dilated, and his left hand was tightly clasped on the roof handle, revealing his sitting on pins and needles.

The driver, who had been making a fuss for a long time and was not answered, also stopped.

Kenji Hagiwara sighed slightly, and retracted his gaze that was almost stuck on the rearview mirror. It may be the gun left by Mr. Fujiwara... It is probably not the gun and put it aside first.

He pushed the accelerator deeper, and the vintage Porsche revved up into the thick darkness ahead, heading out of downtown without stopping.

The destination is very clear.

The tomb-sweeping work, which is basically once a month, has come to an end due to the return of the person concerned, and Kenji Hagiwara has not been here for a long time.

A certain five people have been entangled in some weird details in private. For example, although the body was cheated, the tomb is still there, and it has been left unattended. After a few years, the grave has grown grass. It seems a little outrageous...

Some people said that sweeping the tomb and weeding in the past is not quite right. Although it was Alfonso Ketor who "died" and not Yuan Qianmu, he was still sweeping Yuan Qianmu's grave in essence, which is strange and not good.

"Why don't you just move the tomb? It's bad luck to keep it...I'm not superstitious! I just thought, um, this is called welcoming a new beginning."

"Are you trying to dig up Qianmu's grave? Since he was completely freed from the clutches of the black organization, why not help him smash his grave?"

"Uh."

"Seriously, it's not impossible..."

"...Hey! I said you just let Qianmu and his... so what!"

It was probably just such a conversation, full of absurdity and humor and a little bit of seriousness that everyone was seriously considering, but considering the consequences of doing this, it didn't really mean to put it into practice.

Only police officer Hagiwara was ready to move, and he still remembered the farewell and welcome ceremony he had planned (but was torn apart by Xiaoqianmu, who was overwhelmed by the happy reunion after a long absence).

Not to mention whether he would take others with him or not, he felt that at least he had to go there one more time to say goodbye to the last nightmare that was still on his mind. It would be even better if Xiao Qianmu was willing to go with him...

It's okay, even though the one at home wasn't able to accompany him for the time being, he's abducted to the one next door now.

Hagiwara Kenji made a special trip to the cemetery, the main purpose is to see if the tombstone is there, so as to determine whether this little Qianmu has experienced the same type of Ferris wheel bombing. If so, they have fully grasped the black clothes. The detailed process of organizing the persecution of a close friend came out, and the cause and effect were all known. At any rate, I instantly gained the confidence to persist in awkward chats.

What's more, Police Officer Hagiwara carefully selected this time and place as the most suitable time and place for a heart-to-heart talk.

Think about it, according to his calculation, they came to the cemetery and looked at each other quietly in front of the dim tombstone for a while, just in time to wait for the morning sun to rise.

The golden light sprinkled down, dispelling the darkness, illuminating the names on the tombstone and their eyes, surrounded by a hazy halo, and the atmosphere of waking up, warmth and vitality came out immediately.

He had prepared the belly draft in advance, and he had to be more careful with this little Qianmu. Even if he wanted to take stimulation therapy, he had to be careful and not be too direct.

First of all, find a way to attract the attention of "Qian Mu" and let him listen to his own words. After success, there will be too much to talk about in detail.

Euphemisms are a must-have item, he is only interested in Zero, so no matter what the topic is, he will talk about Zero, and if Xiao Qianmu can continue to listen to it, then go a little deeper and say something similar Such:

——Isn’t there such a saying that a person’s life does not end only with his death, even if his body is turned into ashes in the fire, and the ashes are buried in the ground silently, as long as there are people who remember him, he will not It's a real death.Ah, I don't want you to remember what we mean, I just want to say...

——You have forgotten us, so stop suffering because of us. Doesn’t this kind of contradictory behavior mean that you will always be trapped in place by unknown undead?

...Can I say that?

Kenji Hagiwara was a little troubled.

Using the "experience" over there to speculate on the little Qianmu in this world, and then rashly persuade him, it is inevitable that he will not feel pain in his back while standing up and talking.

It’s just that it doesn’t matter if you don’t say it. The four people who have just arrived have a feeling that is almost prophetic. If they, who call themselves “cat catchers”, don’t reach out and catch Qian Mu in time, they will be gone.

The Porsche stopped at the gate of the cemetery, and Kenji Hagiwara got out of the car first, and quickly opened the door of the back seat.

He went through the prepared lines again in his mind, feeling that there should be no problem, and the steps of supporting Xiaoqianmu became brisk along with his mood.

BOSS did not resist.

After realizing where it was, his reaction changed unexpectedly. Although the little bit of "positiveness" hidden in the indifferent expression was hidden, it did not escape the eyes of the little clever Hagiwara. The police officer is happy.

That's right, there should be a trace of "desire".

The boss walked very slowly, but even though Kenji Hagiwara supported him with half-support, he didn't seem to want to turn around.

Hagiwara Ken said that it was really not easy. After going around the two worlds, the brain circuits of the two of them finally matched. That place is indeed very memorable.

Having been here countless times, I know the location of Alfonso Quetor's tombstone by heart, and Kenji Hagiwara can touch it with his eyes closed.

However, his gratification ended at the moment when he saw clearly the status quo of the "tombstone".

"……This is?"

Hagiwara Kenji suddenly stopped, he could hardly believe his eyes.

There are no tombstones, there is only a devastated pit in place.

The place where a stone tablet stood once seemed to have been violently bombarded. The flat floor tiles and stone tablet were smashed to pieces, and the soil rolled out, mixed with shapeless fragments and fell into the hole.

All that remains of the tombstone is debris, and the name of the deceased, the dried flower tribute enshrined in front of the tomb—including the broken items that were originally buried in the cloak mound, were all brutally destroyed.

"How, how?" Hagiwara Kenji was stunned for a while, and suddenly became angry, "Who did it?!"

What caught the eye was an act of revenge full of malice.

The stone monuments lined up all around were safe and sound, only the tomb of "Alfonso Quetor" was roughly chopped up. The person who destroyed the tombstone obviously didn't want to leave any traces of the deceased, so he destroyed everything recklessly.

It can't be caused by Zero's subconscious mind, no matter how unconscious Zero is, it is impossible for him to turn his head and think about smashing his friend's grave.

So who would it be?Who has such deep hatred for Alfonso... no, Yuan Qianmu?

Is this just a distortion of a dream, or is it the reality outside, already...

"Haha, hahahaha."

Kenji Hagiwara suddenly heard a particularly happy laugh.

He couldn't believe it—to be precise, he turned his head unwilling to believe it, and looked around him through the gradually brightening sky.

The red-haired and red-eyed man stood upright by himself, and there was a messy dirt pit in front of his feet.

The corners of his lips curled up undisguisedly, blood seemed to finally appear on his pale cheeks, he was very satisfied with what he saw in his eyes, but if the shattered stone tablet could be broken a little more, to the point that he couldn't even hold it with his hands together, he would still make him happier.

Anything related to "death" will be wiped out.

He would not allow death to approach him. If one of the tool men hadn't brought him here, he would have forgotten and missed this place.

Well.

he looks like……

It seems that I have forgotten a very, very important thing.

The boss tilted his head slightly, his unfocused eyes fell on the horrific cemetery, and he began to think inefficiently.

"Little... Qianmu?"

"Why are you laughing... What are you afraid of? No, no, you shouldn't laugh like this... You clearly..."

what.

I remembered.

Jumping away from the noisy content of the other party's mouth, the boss suddenly realized what he had missed.

The chips in your hands are only arrays, not enough insurance.

Why did he ignore it?The four people he regards as tools are more important to another "self" than his own life... Well, yes, there is no specific evidence to prove it, but it should be true.

How did he forget it?

Fortunately, it's not too late to think about it now.

The attitude of the BOSS changed instantly.

"Can you talk to me?"

He took the initiative to talk to the man who didn't know what was in a daze, his smile was a little more "real" like a drama, and he could also have templated enthusiasm, gentleness, and sincerity, but he didn't have any sudden cognition: "I want to know , the story of you and another 'me'... can also be said to be the story of 'us', can you tell me?"