Surveillance Man vs. Toilet Man, the first lesson in saving the world

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But right now! A shocked but sad voice came from a distance, shocking everyone.

"B·48 is back with information!!!"

A small sound man hurriedly ran over and shouted towards the stronghold

Hearing this extremely surprising news, the large-scale audio man who had closed the door before but had not yet left immediately opened the door and walked out.

D·10, who was huddled near the door, immediately got up as if he had found a life-saving straw.

Immediately, D·10 rushed towards the returning small sound man with a stumbling pace.

The small speaker man thought he was sick when he saw this, but when D·10 grabbed his shoulders, his trembling hands let the small speaker know the answer.

D·10 immediately raised his head and asked eagerly towards the small speaker man.

"What happened to B·48? Where is he?"

Then he looked behind the small speaker man, but he didn't see anyone, which made him even more panicked.

After a moment of silence, the small sound man gestured to the large sound man not far ahead, and then took out a badly damaged arm from his back, with a recording instrument still firmly grasped in that hand.

The code name 48 engraved on it is exactly the mission prop of B·.

Seeing this, D·10 let go of the small sound man and reached for the recorder with trembling hands.

But just before touching the recorder, D·10's hands were restrained by the large sound man who came over.

Then the two of them looked at each other, and the large-scale speaker who felt sorry for the D·10 had no choice but to explain.

"This matter is confidential. I hope you will forgive me, sir... Please wait until we finish reading and return this to you."

I felt that the D·10 was so pitiful, and the major audio person couldn’t bear it, and finally chose to break the rules and made a suggestion to the D·10.

"Really?"

D·10 choked and asked the big speaker man. Now he has no strength. Whether he has it or not, he feels that he really has no strength.

I don't have the strength to go on anymore...

"Really, sir. Someone come! Take sir to the waiting room."

The large sound man nodded seriously towards D·10, and then shouted to the other sound men behind him

After receiving the order, the other sound people hurriedly walked out of the stronghold, and together they supported the weak D·10 and walked slowly towards the stronghold.

After seeing that no one was around to disturb him, the large speaker asked the small speaker about the origin of this arm.

"Where did you find this hand?"

The small sound man slowly turned his head towards the miserable area not far away, and replied somewhat sadly.

"It was found 48 meters away from the straight line where B·340 lost contact. B·48... is the only thing left."

Hearing this, the big speaker man picked up the arm that was holding the recorder tightly, and the head speaker began to gradually play a sadder but still radical song from it.

"Hero, please remember to "breathe" at any time."

(Breathe)

(Singer: Tommee Profitt)

(I heard that voice)

(Echoing for a long time below)

(Angel meets the horizon)

(I try my best to touch)

(The light on the earth's surface)

(on the other side)

The music becomes progressively more aggressive and the tone becomes louder

(I feel the page turn)

(I saw the candle burn out)

(Right before my eyes)

(right before my enthusiastic eyes)

(I feel you holding me)

(I’m so tired that I can’t see clearly)

(When will we be the last)

(Breathe~)

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Playing melancholy but gradually becoming radical music

The large sound man held this arm, which was not just a stump, in his arms and slowly walked towards the depths of the stronghold.

As for the small sound man who brought the arm back, he turned around and left here. He had other things to do.

This is the last breath and the last information B·48 left before his death.

The information in B·48's recorder is very important to the audio faction!

But after the large-scale speaker took the other speakers to read it, he took it away and gave it back to the D·10 who was in a daze in the waiting room.

D·10 looked in disbelief at the large sound man who forced the stump and recorder on him, and asked hurriedly when the latter was about to leave.

"Why give it to me? The value is too great."

Hearing this, the large-scale speaker did not stop. He just replied casually to D·10 and then the tall figure gradually disappeared from D·10's eyes.

"I keep my word and I will definitely give it back to you if I say I will give it back to you."

Although D·10 felt that the large-scale audio man had other things to say, he didn't care at all now.

Seeing this, D·10 could only look at the stump in his arms, which made him have many words in his heart but could not say them out.

Then an inexplicable but painful emotion filled my heart and I didn’t know what to do.

In the end, there was only silence and sadness surrounding him, and D.10 hugged him tightly in his arms, unable to calm down for a long time...

Night comes so quickly and it's still morning.

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