Star Dome Railway: Hand-made strange objects forcibly marry Black Tower

In the interrogation room of the Londinion Police Station, Boe sat on a chair with a gray face, his whole body shaking like chaff.

Outside the interrogation room, the gray-haired Ludwig had a look of decline on his face, his cloudy eyes were bloodshot, and he kept breathing heavily, as if he was trying to calm himself down.

However, the clenched fists, with their joints already glowing blue and white, confirmed the sadness and anger in his heart.

The sound of clear footsteps came, and Boe shuddered. When he turned around and saw Lu Huai coming, he was lying crazily in front of the window as if he had seen a savior.

"Dr. Lu, Dr. Lu! I didn't kill anyone. I didn't kill Dorothy. She..."

"Shut up!" Ludwig roared angrily, slamming his fist on the chair.

"Not you? Do you think we are all blind!"

"When we arrived, you were still shooting! Just at her head! You emptied three magazines!"

"What kind of grudge does he have with you that makes you, a bastard, so heartbroken and crazy?"

After shouting the last word, Ludwig slumped back into his chair as if he had lost all his strength.

"I have only one request: sentence him to death."

"Otherwise, I will carry out the execution myself."

Amid Ludwig's hoarse voice, Boe's face turned pale. He fell to the ground, still saying "It's not me."

Lu Huai looked at the two people silently, his expression extremely heavy.

He recalled the photo the police showed him just now, and the reason why he didn't recognize it was Dorothy at the first time.

It's because there is no longer anything that can be called a head on the blood-stained neck.

abnormal.

Lu Huai's heart skipped a beat.

He stepped forward and looked down at Boe who was sitting curled up on the ground through the tempered glass.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Boe raised his head and looked at the expressionless Lu Huai. He gasped and spoke tremblingly after a long time.

"I, I don't know, a voice is telling me that my complementarity theorem can go one step further..."

"If, if it is really possible, I can, like Dean of the Black Tower, do a project that alarms the whole world!"

"But...but that voice told me that there is a price, the price...the price is..."

A burst of inarticulate laughter came from Boe's mouth, and he murmured in a low voice as if he was insane.

"Replace with someone equally smart..."

Lu Huai's heart sank, and he wanted to ask again, but Boe turned around in despair and returned to the interrogation table.

Only then did Lu Huai realize that he was not dreaming.

Dorothy is dead.

Boe killed it with his own hands.

The first batch of eleven staff members of the Black Tower Research Institute have followed the footsteps of the Black Tower since they were students until today.

Now it is gradually collapsing.

Why? According to Boe, the so-called voice...

Besides the star core, what else could it be?

But didn't Schneider say that the star core is still dormant? Why...

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a violent roar sounded behind him, and as the alarm bell blared, Lu Huai turned around suddenly.

There was a silver pistol in Boe's hand, and the muzzle of the gun was stuffed into his mouth. The bullet penetrated the back of his head in an instant, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

"asshole!"

Kicking open the door, Lu Huai rushed into the interrogation room and grabbed Boe's shoulders.

"Why does this guy still have a gun in his hand?"

"You arrested people and didn't search them carefully!"

Boe was lying on the interrogation table, the side of his face was soaked in blood, and the sound from his hoarse throat was like a broken bellows.

"Theorem... complementarity... definite..."

"...Ta...Dean...Lu..."

"Feel sorry……"

After the last words fell, the light in Boe's eyes dissipated and there was no more sound.

Half a year ago, Boe's complementarity theorem had been nominated by Bernhard. He was supposed to be the second staff member at the Black Tower Institute to win the Bernhard Prize, following Schrödinger.

but now……

Lu Huai heard Ludwig's roar from behind and the chaotic footsteps of the police officers. Lu Huai looked at Bohe in front of him, and the real blood, which was not an illusion, was still exuding a warm breath.

There was a commotion in the police station, but before Lu Huai could feel grief, an inexplicable feeling surged up in his heart.

In the Black Tower Research Institute, apart from him and Black Tower, the remaining eleven people will be dubbed the "Eleven Morning Stars of the New Century of Azure Star" in the future.

If so, they shouldn't die here.

Why?

Black Tower's memory has gone awry...

Suddenly, Lu Huai woke up.

Perhaps everything has been too peaceful in the past five years, and almost all troubles have been under his control, so that his spirit has relaxed a little.

I almost ignored that this memory was destroyed.

[Sir, it is very gratifying that you can reflect this now. 】

At this moment, the voice of 'describing rationality' appeared in Lu Huai's mind.

"Yes, because it was all so sudden and abnormal, it's really hard for me to believe that something like this would appear in Black Tower's memory." Lu Huai stretched out his hand and lightly touched Boe's forehead.

Still retaining body temperature.

[Memory is like a river. The incineration plant burned the vegetation on the river bank, and the vegetation and ash mixed with sediment blocked the downstream, preventing the water from the past from reaching the future. And you, sir, when you guide the memory of the past to come here, try Remove siltation. Scattered sludge will inevitably make the clear flow dirty]

[And this is exactly the purpose of the incinerator. He knows that you, sir, will definitely make such a move, so he will try to use his chaotic memory to completely submerge you in this filthy river. 】