Neverland

The moment Qin Wei shot, Xu Muzhou's mind was blank.

He didn't know if it was like this for all dying people. Time and space were stretched infinitely in front of him, like a thin and transparent silk net, and finally pulled into a long thread.

Xu Muzhou first saw Qin Wei's tightened fingers, the trigger draws a small arc backward, and then the body of the gun trembled, probably caused by the recoil.

But the recoil had no effect on Qin Wei. Her hand was still very steady, because the moment she fired the gun, the originally quiet mecha bracelet on her wrist popped out and deformed in an instant, like a layer of Like a thin metal armor, it covered most of her palm.

The whole world is like a movie being infinitely slowed down, but in the eyes of Xu Muzhou, it is just a millisecond, and it seems to be a picture that switches frame by frame, allowing him to see every detail very clearly.

At the same time, the mecha bracelet on Yan Cen's hand also emitted a dangerous red light. The thin and hard metal covered Yan Cen's arm. From Xu Muzhou's perspective, the wrist armor actually had its own attack. equipment, a metal bullet with a cold light popped out on the outside of the wrist.

Xu Muzhou once heard that in order to ensure the efficiency of the portable mechas of the new era as much as possible, each portable mecha will come with a chip implanted in the body, which connects the weapon with the mental power, and can increase the reaction speed to the maximum extent. .

The end of the warhead in Yan Cen's hand had already ignited blue-purple fireworks, and it seemed that he was about to run towards Qin Wei in the next second, but for some reason, he reined in and stopped.

The bullets whizzed out of the gun in Qin Wei's hand. At the moment of life and death, Xu Muzhou didn't rush through the ups and downs of this half of his life in his mind as he did countless times when he was lying on the bed and thinking wildly. It is an in-place shutdown and system disorder begins.

— Fuck, mass-produce Iron Man, Xu Muzhou thought inappropriately.

boom--

Xu Muzhou's wild thoughts were not over yet, the static scene in front of him began to return to the right track with a loud noise, Xu Muzhou didn't feel the pain that should have come, he was caught in the middle of the body, and flew away with the huge impact force. out.

Qin Wei's gun was made of something, and its lethality was astonishing.The entire office trembled from the gunshot. The originally solidly decorated ceiling crackled and dropped metal pieces, and the sharp edges cut into the ground fiercely, as if a knife fell from the sky.

As a result, the management system in the office malfunctioned. For a while, gunpowder smoke was everywhere, the doors and windows were wide open, and the ears were filled with failure prompts one after another.

The friction on the metal floor was very small, and Xu Muzhou was slid out by the pounce for a full 20 meters. He lay dizzy on the ground, and pressed the person on his body, only to belatedly realize that Yan Cen once again stood in front of him.

The bright lights on the ceiling dazzled his eyes with black and white patches of light. Yan Cen lay on his body, his cool skin rubbed against his chin, and he was quiet, except for the slight sound of breathing, there was no sound. What happened.

Xu Muzhou panicked suddenly, he had never been so distrustful of Yan Cen's judgment as he is now, but a mortal body is going head-to-head with high-level weapons, no matter how omnipotent Yan Cen is, this is a deal with no chance of winning.

"Brother Yan—"

Xu Muzhou sucked in a cold breath, he even forgot how to breathe, his eyes were red from suffocation, his voice was trembling, and the ending sound was choppy, at first it was hoarse and shrill, if it wasn't for the severe hoarseness, it wouldn't be too hoarse to say a word. Too much.

His only left hand, which was not under Yan Cen's pressure, swayed in mid-air, and he dared not drop it on the opponent, for fear of touching some bloody scene.

"What—" Yan Cen propped himself up on the floor, and when he saw this, he quickly took Xu Muzhou's hand and put it on his body, then pressed his shoulder and said in a deep voice: "I'm fine."

The touch of Xu Muzhou's subordinates was hard and cold. He blinked, only to realize that half of Yan Cen's body was covered tightly by the mecha, without any damage.

Yan Cen was in a hurry, and forgot to hold back his hands, Xu Muzhou's shoulder was pinched by him.

Xu Muzhou frowned in pain, but instead became more awake. The breath he had just held back reached its limit, and he suddenly relaxed, choking to death with a breath of cold air.

"Xu Muzhou, listen to me." Yan Cen abnormally did not comfort him, but straightened his face seriously, and said, "This is not—"

Before he finished speaking, another one-meter-square steel plate fell from the ceiling not far away, making a bang.Xu Muzhou was subconsciously distracted by the loud noise, and only when he raised his head did he realize that a figure was passing by indistinctly in the smoke.

The figure walked quickly, flexibly sideways avoiding the falling steel plate, leaped lightly on the trembling ground, and stepped into Qin Wei's office in a mess.

The other party was wearing a thin black sweater, without turning his head, and stepped on the ground with black short boots. The sound of steady footsteps was particularly obvious in this chaos.

Xu Muzhou's mouth was faster than his brain, and when Yan Cen tried to stop it, it was already too late.

"Sister Song Yan—"

The figure within Xu Muzhou's line of sight immediately stopped in place, looking stiff and unreal.The other party's figure seemed to be covered with a layer of snowflake TV filter for no reason. The unclear figure was distorted a few times in the dust and mist, and disappeared in front of Xu Muzhou's eyes.

Xu Muzhou was startled.

The originally damaged scene also stopped in place immediately, Xu Muzhou only heard a slight notification sound coming from his ear, and then everything in front of him seemed to have been pressed the reverse button, and began to gradually recover.

In all these grotesque scenes, only the footsteps of Qin Wei in military uniform landed in the chaos, and at some point she had already walked in front of Xu Muzhou.

The broken scene in front of him finally returned to the original point. Xu Muzhou stared blankly at the air-conditioning vent on the ceiling. The red ribbon on it to observe the wind direction fluctuated together. Sunlight poured in from the half-opened window. Standing up from the ground, she bent down silently to help him.

Xu Muzhou blinked, followed Yan Cen's strength and stood up from the ground.

Qin Wei walked out from behind the desk at some point, and she was standing in front of Yan Cen, leaning back slightly, leaning on the desk, constantly playing with the gun in her hand.

"So her name is Song Yan." Qin Wei whispered.

When Qin Wei said this, her voice was very soft, she was not standing straight, her shoulders were leaning forward, she was no longer as sharp as before, but lowered her posture first.

Xu Muzhou looked at her and remembered that he saw Qin Wei's eyes when the hallucination disappeared just now.

——It was a very powerless look, with a bit of sad joy.

It seemed that just knowing Song Yan's name from Xu Muzhou was enough to make her happy.

Xu Muzhou was stabbed by this look, and instinctively felt that he was a villain.

"...Thanks to the new psychological treatment method of the medical team, I made a small improvement." Qin Wei stood up straight with her hands on the table, walked back to the back of the desk with heavy steps, slowly pulled the office chair, and sat down. up.

Qin Wei raised the gun in her hand: "Ammo for practice."

The live analysis report of Xu Muzhou's "psychotherapy" popped up on the computer screen. Qin Wei's eyes fell on the substantive information report on the screen, put down the gun in her hand, and reached out to touch the name.

"I didn't intend to shoot at first." Qin Wei put down her hand, her eyes fell on Yan Cen, and she said to him: "But I didn't expect, Hongfei——no, sir, you also hide it very deeply. .”

"...What do you mean?" Xu Muzhou said.

"Hongfei doesn't talk much, but has high mobility. He seldom interacts with people when it is not necessary. Today, this gentleman came suddenly, and I had doubts. It's just that his reasons are too legitimate. Whether it is Both my attitude and the reason for my visit convinced me, so I dispelled my suspicions about him at that time." Qin Wei said: "But——the moment I picked up the gun, your first reaction was to see him. he."

Xu Muzhou understood.

Yan Hongfei is an important general of the central base, Xu Muzhou is just an outsider with unknown identity, for Area C, even the identities of friends and enemies are not clear, how could he subconsciously want to ask a Qin Wei subordinate for help when he was threatened with life and death? senior generals.

Xu Muzhou glanced at Yan Cen with some guilt. He thought he was enough to not hurt Yan Cen, but he didn't expect that he would tear off Yan Cen's vest in the end.

"It doesn't matter." Yan Cen seemed to know what he was thinking, and said first: "The matter has reached this point, it doesn't matter whether the identity is exposed or not."

Qin Wei took out a new cigarette from the cigarette case and motioned to Yan Cen: "Do you want it?"

Xu Muzhou glanced at Yan Cen, probably because he had lost his horse, and Yan Cen no longer followed Yan Hongfei's character 100%.He walked forward, pulled away the guest chair opposite Qin Wei's desk and sat in it, and even helped Xu Muzhou pull out the chair.

Yan Cen didn't take Qin Wei's cigarette, Qin Wei was not surprised, she smiled self-deprecatingly, playing with the small cigarette body.

"I first became suspicious because of an ordinary doctor in Area C," Qin Wei said. "She likes a kind of inferior tobacco in the slums—this is it. I used to be familiar with this smell. But in this war zone, everyone is afraid Ghetto, no one would use that tobacco...but that doctor smells the same."

——The guides accept all kinds of crooked melons and dates now, and they don't have a long brain at all.Yan Cen frowned, and cursed a trash in his heart.

"So I started to pay attention... It is impossible for one person to completely impersonate another person, there will always be clues." Qin Wei said: "As long as you know the other person enough, there will always be clues to follow."

"At first it was He Ming from the medical team, later it was Li Feng from the C-12 Army, and finally Dr. Wu...I checked and found that none of them had a history of mental illness, and there is no possibility of one after another having schizophrenia. "Qin Wei said: "That's why I became more and more sure that there was an unusual situation around me."

Xu Muzhou's state of mind is no longer enough to be described as shocked. Qin Wei's words are simple and logical, but the premise is that she not only needs to know all the people who have the opportunity to communicate with her, but also needs to be able to communicate with her in essence. Know these people very well.

——What kind of workload is this.

Xu Muzhou asked himself, if it were him, he would never be able to do this.

"But I didn't have any idea until this Mr. Xu appeared." Qin Wei said: "This Mr. Xu not only allowed everyone to accept him without any obstacles by borrowing the identity of any of my subordinates, but also He also knows Er...Knows Song Yan."

"How do you know that I know her?" Xu Muzhou couldn't help asking.

Qin Wei was silent for a while, she turned her eyes away in embarrassment, and said, "...you look at me differently, you have sympathy."

Xu Muzhou was taken aback.

At this moment, like a general who surrendered without a fight, Qin Wei took off all the weapons on her body, and confessed her biggest concerns and secrets to these two strangers without reservation.It seems that Xu Muzhou just took advantage of "knowing Song Yan", which is enough to win her trust and control her.

At this moment, Xu Muzhou suddenly connected the young girl in front of him with the person Song Yan was talking about. The two figures overlapped and became the real Qin Wei.She is not the sweet and well-behaved strawberry milk cake in Song Yan's mouth, nor is she the calm and rational advanced weapon that Xu Muzhou has been seeing before.

"So... is she still alive?" Qin Wei asked softly.

"Alive." Yan Cen, who had been silent since just now, replied.