I'm not a theatre god

"Wait..."

A voice sounded from the communication channel, but it was too late.

No one gave orders, and no one pressed the launch button. The missile seemed to have its own ideas. It whizzed over everyone's heads, and then a violent explosion almost knocked everyone to the ground!

Boom--! ! !

A miniature sun bloomed in the sky. In the deafening roar, Chen Ling's figure was swallowed up in front of everyone, and even the edge of the cliff was blown into powder.

"Quickly retreat!"

Someone shouted, and everyone retreated quickly. The rocks under their feet continued to break and fall in the roar, and cracks spread under their feet.

Until they were completely away from the place where Chen Ling was blown to death, everyone stopped with lingering fear.

"What happened?" An angry voice sounded in the communication channel, "Who gave the order to launch?!"

Everyone looked at each other, and after several seconds, the pilot of the helicopter spoke blankly:

"No one gave the order... I didn't press the launch button, it... it flew out by itself."

"How is he?"

"Hit by the missile head-on, has been wiped out."

"..." The man's voice was a little hoarse, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, we all saw it... There was also equipment on the scene that captured the whole process, his body was torn apart by the explosion."

The channel was silent.

The man was silent for a long time before slowly uttering three words:

"...Collect the team."

Everyone finally looked at the collapsed cliff that was bombed, as if they had not recovered from the scene of Chen Ling opening his arms and embracing death just now.

Until the helicopter and the off-road vehicle began to evacuate, the Shinto owners came to their senses and followed the large group, gradually disappearing at the end of the wilderness...

...

Office of the 749th Bureau.

A man with gray hair on his temples slowly hung up the phone.

"...You all heard it." He glanced at the two people at the table, "'Ghost Mocker' Destroyer has been killed. Even if I want to give him another chance, the fact has already happened."

Bang——!

Lu Xun slammed his hands on the table, making a muffled sound.

"What do you mean no one gave the order, the missile was launched by itself? Do you believe this yourself?!" Lu Xun roared in anger,

"How many times have I said that Director Chen is the lifesaver of our exploration team. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be able to get out of Shennongjia!! How could a person who is willing to protect scientific researchers without any compensation be the culprit who destroyed the world?!"

"I will investigate the missile launch to the end and give you an explanation." Director Sun was silent for a moment, "But there is no direct connection between what a person does now and what he does later... Master Chonggui is the leader of [Tianyan] in this era, and his predictions will never be wrong."

Director Sun took out a photo from the drawer and placed it on the table.

"This is the original words of Master Chonggui's prophecy. If you don't believe it, you can read it yourself... There are a total of sixteen words, and every word is evil. How can such an existence be considered a 'good person'?"

The photo shows a piece of paper with two lines of bloody words on it:

[Ghosts mock the world and come to the human world]

[The times are in chaos, and heaven and earth will punish them]

Looking at these lines of words, Yang Xiao and Lu Xun's faces are a little ugly. These prophecies are indeed not good words, and the last one is "Heaven and earth will punish them together", as if Chen Ling has done something unforgivable.

"Director Sun, you may have forgotten that we are scientists." Yang Xiao, who was not good at talking, took the initiative to speak, "We only believe in the facts we have seen with our own eyes. Your unfounded feudal superstitions cannot convince us."

"Feudal superstition?" Director Sun was stunned, "No, this is not feudal superstition..."

"No need to say more to him."

Lu Xun stared at Director Sun's eyes, his brows full of disappointment. He grabbed the photo and turned to walk out of the office, "Let's go."

Yang Xiao turned around and left without hesitation, without even looking at Director Sun.

Director Sun did not try to keep him. He just stood there quietly, watching the two people leaving, and spoke again:

"Lu Xun, Zheng Tianlei secretly imprisoned you for experiments. Give me two more days to investigate, and I will definitely give you an explanation..."

Bang--

Before Director Sun finished speaking, the two slammed the door of the office, and his voice stopped abruptly.

...

After coming out of the 749th Bureau, Lu Xun's face has been extremely ugly.

He lowered his head and walked along the street without saying a word, looking worried.

Yang Xiao saw this, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke:

"Actually, you don't have to be so pessimistic..."

"Pessimistic?" Lu Xun glanced at him, "People are dead, this is no longer pessimism, but a fact."

"Maybe, he is not dead at all?"

Lu Xun suddenly stopped.

He stared at Yang Xiao, just like he was facing Director Sun just now, his face was extremely serious.

"... What do you mean?"

Yang Xiao did not answer immediately, but looked around to see that no one was watching, then took out his mobile phone from his arms and handed it to Lu Xun.

The screen of the mobile phone was not off, it was on the message page, and the first message recently was a message from a garbled mobile phone number... The content of the message was very simple, only three words:

"I'm pretending."

Lu Xun:?

"The message was sent 30 seconds earlier than Director Chen's death, and he was the only one who could send a message using such garbled code." Yang Xiao shrugged, "Just now in front of Director Sun, I sensed the message, but seeing that you were too emotional, I didn't say anything."

"How... how is this possible?" Lu Xun frowned, "He was hit head-on by a missile, and there was not much left on his body. Everyone present saw it... How could he survive in this situation?"

"Don't you think it's strange? There is no order, no operation, The missile was launched by itself... If you think about it carefully, there are only two people in the world who can do this."

"Which two?"

"Director Chen, and me."

"You mean, he launched the missile at himself? The purpose is to get away?" Lu Xun's gray eyes regained a glimmer,

"He is dead, he pretended? ? "

...

Clang, clang--

On the train slowly leaving Shanghai, a tall woman sat by the window, eating melon seeds and leisurely looking at the scenery outside the window, seeming very comfortable.

At this time, the train has basically left the scope of Shanghai and temporarily stopped at a station in a district and county. A few passengers walked on the platform.

Just when the door was about to close, a young man with a hideous mask hanging on his waist stepped onto the train... He stood by the door of the carriage, his eyes swept through the crowd, and finally fell on the woman by the window.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.