Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

There were noisy voices in my ears. They called Lancer and laughed at his low status in the Karasuma family. Mr. Yu even stepped on Lancer's back.

But at this moment, Lancer is no longer in the weak state he was when he first crossed over.

When Mr. Yu bent down to touch his face, he grabbed Mr. Yu's chin with his hand without hesitation.

Lancer's arm strength was very strong. Even without using the weapons given to him by the system, he could flip Mr. Yu over his head, punch him unconscious, and take the pistol away from him.

"Be honest, you don't want to have an extra bullet hole in your head, right?"

The situation was reversed. Lancer stepped on Mr. Yu. Seeing that the others were still calm and numb, he pointed his pistol directly at Mr. Yu's head.

There was a bang and blood splattered on the spot.

As Belmode, who had already witnessed the scene once, looking at Lancer's behavior again, he still felt that he was an incurable lunatic.

When Lancer made such a move, those sitting behind the round table finally panicked.

There were expressions of horror on their faces, and they all took out weapons from their bodies.

Lancer glanced at the round table. The tablet that should have appeared there did not exist.

He looked up at the calendar clock on the wall and said to these people: "Get out of the way, otherwise no one will be able to get out of here today."

Others didn't know where Lancer got the courage, but Mr. Yu's body was lying in front of them. With no bodyguards around, they could only temporarily ensure that they would not conflict with Lancer.

So a group of people slowly turned around the round table like rotating sushi.

When Lancer approached the clock, he suddenly fired a shot at a certain position. The others instinctively hid under the table, so Lancer took advantage of this moment to jump up and took off the calendar clock from the wall. Then he quickly dodged the shots fired by others.

After Lancer landed firmly, he saw others quickly gathering around him. He reached out and fiddled with the date on the calendar and turned the page forward.

The scene in front of him was like magic. The people who were staring at him eagerly and wanting his life disappeared in an instant from Lancer's eyes.

Lancer breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Of course, the pistol he took from Mr. Yu also disappeared.

At this moment, the date on the calendar clock pointed to the day before Lancer came into this world.

The setting of the memory world was so fantastical this time. Lancer sat on the ground and sighed, and then became embarrassed.

Obviously, the key to meeting Gin is in his hand, on this calendar clock.

If he changes to a certain date, he can go back to that day.

But if this is the case, when is the date set to see Gin?

Outside the projection screen, Rai and Haya also stared at this wonderful clock.

Dr. Kataoka's lean and old face showed an incredible expression: "How can someone control their memory world? This is an unprecedented phenomenon - he can even change the memory time freely!"

Haya asked in surprise: "Has this situation never happened before? Dr. Kataoka?"

"Yes, never!" Dr. Kataoka's expression looked a little excited. He turned to the female assistant behind him and said, "Quick! Let someone record this section so that it can be used for research in the future!"

The female assistant was fussing behind the computer.

Others' eyes were still fixed on the huge screen, and everyone was thinking about something different.

Seeing that Rai was looking attentively, Belmode blew bubble gum leisurely and asked him: "What do you think he will do?"

Ley put the gun bag behind his back, took out a cigarette from his coat pocket, and held it between his teeth.

He looked at the calendar clock and chuckled: "Since the time can be adjusted, then the calendar should also be able to be turned back, right?"

As if to confirm that what Rai thought and said was the same as his own, Lancer began to turn the pages of the calendar, one after another.

The light and shadow outside are bright and dark, and the days are passing day by day.

He didn't know how long he was turning over it, but Lancer finally stopped and took a long breath.

At the same time, the screen on Gin's side suddenly turned black after the calendar was selected.

Until Lancer walked out of the door, the scene here also darkened.

The large imaging screen returned to a dark appearance, as if it had never been started.

As for whether Lancer succeeded, no one knows.

Anyway, what was ringing in Ley's ears now was Dr. Kataoka's angry roar. He yelled at the researcher behind him at the top of his lungs: "Quick! Check the line! This is very precious information and must be preserved. !”

Someone nervously came to the vicinity of the cocoon. After checking that there was no problem with the base line connecting the cocoon, he said to Dr. Kataoka with some trepidation: "Doctor! The cocoon is still running normally, but there is an accident in the imaging..."

"Don't touch them!" Dr. Kataoka warned: "Once you disturb them, it is very likely to cause damage to their brains, and it is even more likely to damage the components and functions of the cocoon! If you check carefully, there must be other reasons!"

Rai on the side sneered.

Just listening to the first half of the sentence, I thought Dr. Kataoka was kind-hearted, and there was such a good person in the organization.

The second half of the sentence reveals his true nature.

Sure enough, cocoons are still more important than people!

Haya heard his mocking laughter and couldn't help scratching his head, looking a little embarrassed.

The system is breathing a sigh of relief on the outside - these two black screens are certainly its masterpiece.

After all, what happened next was beyond the scope of inappropriate for children.

Lancer walked out of the room and his eyes were blinded by the white light. When he opened his eyes again, he was back on a comfortable big bed in a hotel, with Gin lying next to him.

The man's long silver hair was tied into braids, which made Lancer happy.

Hearing his laughter, Gin soon woke up too.

He hadn't completely withdrawn from the tense murderous state, so when he opened his eyes, he grabbed Lancer's hand and pressed the person into the quilt with his backhand.

Gin looked at the young man's silver hair, and his mind finally became clearer.

"...Lancer?"

"Honey, I know you're in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet. Let go, my arm is going to dislocate~"

Gin's hand relaxed and he saw Lancer getting up and looking around, a little disappointed on his face.

"What are you looking for? No, I should say, why did we suddenly appear here?"

Lancer blinked and said enthusiastically: "Do you want to hear my experience? I think this dream is really good, as exciting as an escape room!"

Gin twitched his lips, "It's the world of memory."