[Comprehensive Yingmei] The Adventures of Xiaoyu

Xiaoyu's sports car, which is not inferior to Xiaoyu's, is driving on the road with a clear purpose. Sitting in the driver's seat, Xiaoyu has put on her pair of sunglasses, which is necessary to play handsome and pretentious, and her short hair is tied into a bunch I don't know when it was released.

"Xiaoyu, do you know where the coroner is?"

"Of course, I installed a tracker on his car." She threw her mobile phone to Peter. On it was a map of the city's route, and the most conspicuous red dot was marked 'Funeral Home'. word.

"I also had someone check his information, and it's almost time..." Before Xiaoyu could finish speaking, the cell phone in Peter's hand vibrated, and Xiaoyu motioned him to read it.

Is a message from an unknown source, above is a document.

"Toss Tana, 40 years old, a coroner of the local police station in Brooklyn, New York, transferred here from Manhattan ten days ago. He has connections with the autopsies of most previous accidents..." Peter A few examples are listed above, and the coincidence rate of these accidents and the accidents about the design of the god of death given to him by Xiaoyu is very high.

Evidently, the coroner, Toss Tana, had been deliberately exposed to these accidents.

"We're here." The sports car slowly stopped diagonally in front of a building. Xiaoyu took back her mobile phone and signaled Peter to get off the car.

This is a low building with a hill next to it. If Xiaoyu guessed correctly, there should be an entrance leading to this cave.

"Let's go in."

Peter nodded and walked in behind Xiaoyu.

Pushing open the door of the funeral parlor, one enters the hall where the purpose is to appease the family members. Walking straight ahead, pushing open the door with a slightly religious atmosphere, one sees a narrow room with a sense of crampedness.There are some chemical reagents and tools that they don't know the use of on the cabinets around, and there is only a mortuary bed in the center.

Xiaoyu subconsciously covered Peter's eyes, but she was still a step slower.

Isaac Palmer, who died a few hours ago, was lying on the mortuary bed. His lower body was covered by a white cloth, while his upper body was covered with blood, and his upper body was covered with broken bones after falling off the massage table. Only the mouth was left above the neck, and the rest were left in the massage parlor as meat paste.

Peter stepped back and let out a short scream.Xiaoyu's face was also a little ugly, she pulled Peter to leave the room.

Slightly heavy footsteps came out of the cave on the side, and the coroner who changed into overalls came in at some time, and made a quiet gesture to them, "I didn't expect you to come here. Miss Cheng and Parker gentlemen."

"Because you have the answer we want here, Mr. Bonnie Todd."

The coroner didn't show much surprise or nervousness when Xiaoyu knew his real name. He walked from the hole to the side of the mortuary bed, picked up a hemostat from the tray on the side, lowered his head and picked out a broken needle, Slowly pulled out.

Peter gasped, turning his head, not daring to take another look.

"About Death?" Hearing Peter's gasp, the coroner smiled coldly, and he asked knowingly.

"You are a survivor on the Thunderbolt, why didn't you die?" Xiaoyu asked.

The needle from the hemostat was stained with blood, and he casually threw it on the iron plate on the other side, and then grabbed another one from Pamo's body. Laughter of any emotion.

"Okay, let me change the question." Xiaoyu shrugged and continued, "Why do premonitors like Sam exist?"

The coroner stopped what he was doing and looked up at Xiaoyu.

"You don't believe in death," the coroner affirmed.

"Does 'it' exist?" Xiaoyu's words made the smile on his face a lot more real.

He nodded, "Yes, it doesn't exist, it's just a program....As long as it is a program, there must be rules and loopholes, and even benevolence. Why are there premonitors? Because they were lucky enough to get the god of death kindness."

"What do you mean?" Peter asked calmly.

"Being able to foresee the impending disaster is the kindness given by the God of Death to those who have premonitions. As long as they don't do anything that breaks the 'program' and leave alone, they can completely escape death." The coroner smiled ironically.

"You mean, Sam won't die?"

The coroner looked at Peter with a half-smile, "If he hadn't done the extra thing, he wouldn't be on the death list. But now..." He didn't say the rest, but Peter knew what he meant.

"Sam saved other people and broke the program, so he was pulled back into the program...isn't it?" Xiaoyu pursed her lips.

The coroner nodded, showing that cold smile again.

"What are the rules and loopholes you are talking about?"

The coroner shook his head, "That's up to you. Sometimes it will lose a lot of fun if you talk in too much detail."

Walking out of the funeral home, Peter took a deep breath of fresh air and turned to look at Xiaoyu, "What should we do? Sam and the others...I want to save them, I don't want them to have an accident."

Xiaoyu didn't know how to answer Peter, and she had a deeper understanding of what the coroner said.Until now, Peter has subconsciously materialized the existence of 'Death'.But in fact, the so-called god of death is death, which is the same as "birth, old age, sickness and death" that people often talk about.

Death of old age, disease, battle, accident, being killed... How a person dies has been planned, and you can't escape when you deserve to die.It's not that Xiaoyu is cruel and contemptuous of human life, but that when a person is about to die, she doesn't know whether she should save them or how to save them.

"Peter, we can't do anything." Xiaoyu put on sunglasses, hiding the emotion in her eyes. "The only ones who can save them now are themselves."

Peter was startled, yes...Xiaoyu was right.

"Go and tell Sam about the coroner's matter. The rest is up to them." Xiaoyu sighed and patted Peter on the shoulder. "Go back and have a good rest. Your complexion is too bad."

"I……"

"Listen Peter," Xiaoyu said in a serious tone, "it's not your responsibility, it's beyond the scope of what you can help, so you don't need to put on such an expression!"

"But Sam and the others..." Peter's eyes turned red, and he murmured, "Sam is really nice. And I really can't do it when I know how many lives are dying..."

Peter is a kind boy. Although his parents died young, he has been living with his uncle and aunt, he was excluded in school, and he has few friends—but he is indeed a good boy with a sense of justice and ordinary life experiences so far. .Facing death directly and contacting death suddenly is difficult to accept, for sure.

You can't do anything... She swallowed the words on the edge of her mouth.

Xiaoyu sees the shadow of herself 20 years ago in Peter, the carefree Xiaoyu who has no burdens on him, doesn't need to worry about anything, and doesn't need to bear anything...

If it was me at that time, I am afraid that I would say exactly the same words as Peter.

But she wasn't a child anymore, really wasn't...

She has been through a lot in 20 years. 'Maturity' was a curse time had placed on her, and so was 'reality'.

Time will teach Peter what is reality and what is maturity, it is not her job, so she has no position to stifle the child's kind and naive thoughts.

"Just do what you want." At least don't let yourself regret... although the ending is already doomed.

"Yeah!" Peter pursed his lips and nodded firmly.

Hey... It seems that I am really old.

Xiaoyu sighed secretly, and sent Peter back to Queens.

Before Peter got out of the car, Xiaoyu told him worriedly, "Call me if you have anything to do, and be careful."

"I will!" Peter nodded earnestly, and then couldn't help laughing out, "Obviously Xiaoyu is not a few years older than me, and sometimes it will give me the feeling of Aunt Mei." Sometimes he is like his peers People... really change a lot.

Xiaoyu bared her teeth and smiled, "The years I was older than you were not in vain. Alright, I'm leaving!" After that, she started the engine.

"goodbye!"

"Well, bye!"

It was almost dinner time when Xiaoyu left Queens and arrived at the headquarters of the Thirteenth District in Westchester County.Neither Naru nor Remus had returned to the thirteenth district, and they were obviously planning to have dinner in the thirteenth district.

She only told them that she and Peter were no longer in the 'design' and then deliberately changed the subject.The matter of the god of death is too heavy, there is no need to increase their psychological pressure.

And Xiaoyu also intentionally let herself forget about those things...

"Naru sent news that they plan to take action at tomorrow's briefing. Professor X will post the video on the Internet before the briefing, and we will assist in the further dissemination of the video." Feeney saw that Xiaoyu didn't want to When he mentioned the matter of death again, he took the initiative to bring up a new topic.

"How could I be missing in this kind of thing?" She laughed and said, "Tomorrow I will go with Naru and the others!"

"It's up to you, anyway, you've already been on the official wanted list, it doesn't matter if you go or not." Mentioning this, Feeney felt a little helpless.

A well-known archaeologist in the society publicly stood in line with the mutants, and even sneaked into the Pentagon to save Magneto, disrupted the peace conference, and will have more briefing sessions on destroying the sentries tomorrow. I am afraid that the days to come will not be dull up.

"Speed ​​up the construction of the underground base, it's time for us to stand up."

Feeney looked at Xiaoyu in surprise, "Why did you suddenly..."

"Intuition." Xiaoyu took out a bottle of soda from the refrigerator next to it, twisted it open and took a sip. "I always feel that the demons have become agitated."