League of Legends

Chapter 200 The Betrayed Angel Raphael (45, please book in full!!!)
Especially after entering Michael's house, countless eyes fell on him, Baker had two strong impulses.

The first is to draw a knife.

The second turned and left.

In a blink of an eye, Baker was about to choose the second one, but the moment he turned around to leave, he was caught off guard by someone hugging him.

Beauty in arms.

Baker looked down at Josie, whose pretty face was crying, and opened her mouth: "I'm sorry, Josie, please forgive me!"

Josie hugged Baker, crying like she was holding a life-saving straw.

a while.

Baker looked down again.

fainted?

Beck immediately looked at his younger sister, Irene, who pointed to the stairs and said, "Josie's room is on the third floor, and there is a painting by Sierra hanging on the left door."

"Ah."

Baker nodded, and with all his strength, he directly hugged Josie, who weighed less than ninety kilograms, into his arms, and then walked towards the stairs with eyes that gradually changed from xenophobic to soft.

The room is on the third floor.

As soon as Baker went up to the third floor, he saw the room Irene was talking about.

There is a lovely painting on the door of the room.

Sunlight.

grassland.

a family of three.

However, in this painting, only the woman and the little girl were drawn, and the man next to him was blacked out, and there was a line of words [Daddy, where are you? 】

Beck's heart skipped a beat.

Pushing open the door, looking at everything in the room, but couldn't help but recall back then, when Baker quietly climbed the treetops, then sneaked into Josie's boudoir, hiding and fighting wits under the notice of Billy and Jack The scene of fighting bravely went.

There was a sharp smile on the corner of Baker's mouth.

Soon.

Baker gently placed Josie, who had passed out from crying, on the bed, and then tidied up Josie's messy long hair.

Fragrant.

People are beautiful.

Beck turned his head to look, took a small stool next to him, and sat on it, watching Josie lying on the bed.

This is the situation.

It seemed that it was also an afternoon at that time, when Baker sneaked into Josie's room through the crooked neck tree at the window, Josie was also asleep like a Sleeping Beauty just like now.

Back then, Baker looked the same way.

When?

Baker blinked, thinking so in his heart.

Soon.

After Baker came back to his senses, he blinked and froze when he saw the emptiness on the bed.

at this time.

Irene who didn't know when she appeared at the door gave a speechless smile: "Baker, you are really good. You were asked to come up to take care of Josie, but you fell asleep by yourself."

"what?"

Baker turned around and looked at Irene who was standing at the door, frowning: "I fell asleep?"

Erin shrugged: "What do you think?"

"Where's Josie?"

"Just went down and told me that she saw you lying beside her bed when she woke up, and told me not to come up and disturb you."

"..."

Baker was a little messy, he just fell asleep, how could this be possible.

He just...

Baker blinked, and in the memory database that looked like an electronic library, pages of diaries and photos were extracted, forming a complete memory data chain.

The time chain of his and Josie's memory data.

The first meeting as a child.

The first childhood familiarity.

Memories of the two playing together in their childhood.

Memories of the two people's school days.

When her parents had a car accident, Josie was by her side to comfort and take care of her.

and also……

That lost 24 hours.

Gus Island, passionate and wild, never leave for a lifetime, fake identity, champagne atmosphere, several times of joy, unlimited spring breeze.

Bang.

Baker stood up in an instant, startling Irene immediately.

"What are you doing?"

"I remember now."

Baker used remembering instead of thinking, and looked up at Irene: "The lost 24 hours in my memory database have been remembered."

Irene raised her eyebrows: "Oh, congratulations, now you won't doubt it."

Baker frowned: "But, it's impossible."

"What's impossible?"

"Although I do remember, I can't recall certain details of that day at all."

"...Are you crazy?"

Irene felt that her brother had some kind of abnormal persecution paranoia: "Baker, I can understand who you doubt, even doubt me, but Josie, true or false, was abandoned by you On the day of the engagement, but still gave birth to you and her child, what are you doubting, why can't you admit that there is something wrong with your memory?"

Baker was expressionless: "My memory is impregnable, and there is no possibility of error."

"What if."

"Not in case."

"Ah."

Irene shook her head and walked down the stairs: "Nova and I remember, even, almost all the elderly people in the Holy City know that you are going to take Josie to Gus Island for vacation that day, we all know You don't know about this matter, and you still say that your memory is wrong, maybe, you shouldn't be here at all."

Done.

Irene also disappeared at the stairs on the third floor.

Baker stood in Josie's bedroom, bowing his head in thought.

Somewhere in the Holy City.

A black shadow took out his phone and dialed.

"Say."

"Remiele is dead, and his soul is gray."

"……how come?"

"Remiller said that this is the only way to inject memory into the target's database. The target's memory wall tightly covers his memory database. Not only does it have indestructible protection capabilities, but it can even block external memories. It is also the reason why our previous memory entry failed."

There seems to be something wrong with the voice on the other side: "...the firewall?"

"Well, it's stronger than McCafe and Norton, and even Kaspersky can't compare to this wall."

McCafe and Norton, the Federal Firewall.

Kaspersky, the firewall that the Russians are proud of.

Uriel, who was connected to the Eden Immortals on the other side, twitched a few times, and said in a deep voice: "So the memory is implanted now? Does the target have any doubts?"

A black shadow gradually appeared. If Baker was here, he would definitely recognize this black shadow.

Mr. Sariel, who is in his 70s.

But at this time, although Mr. Sariel looked like he was still in his 70s, he didn't look like he was in his 70s.

Full of energy, a mental state that can kill a tiger with one punch.

Mr. Sariel looked at Remiele, who was decaying in front of him, and said, "We knew from the very beginning that he was troublesome, didn't we?"

Uriel, who is in an unknown corner: "Eleven years ago, we should have exposed it directly and asked him to hand over the core of the holy fruit."

"But his growth has exceeded our expectations, and he is worthy of being a descendant of Raphael."

"Humph!"

Unknown somewhere, Uriel snorted coldly: "The Raphael family actually wanted to leave us with our sacred objects, and forgot the mission of our Eden Eternal Family. It's a shame to us, Sha Liye, be optimistic about Michael, and don't make any mistakes."

Sally: "..."

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