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"The Choice game is a computer game that my friends and I often play." Following Bai Lan's narration, Kikyo pressed the remote control, and a projection of a game sandbox appeared on the round table.

Does such a guy have friends?

Sigma was taken aback inwardly.

"Before the game starts, set a reward. The two sides will choose different game maps and different personnel configurations. There are many ways to win the game... Well, let's play the target rule this time." Bai Lan ate cotton While Tang was talking, he didn't go into too much detail, relying entirely on Kikyo's demonstration.

At the beginning, many game maps appeared, including deserts, islands, cities, etc., and then a desert terrain was selected.

Then there is the choice of arms. There is a number box behind each arm on both sides. The numbers in the box are constantly scrolling, and finally stop at a certain number.

比如A队的步兵是0、骑兵是4、炮手是1,但是B队的骑兵是2、骑兵是1、炮手是1。不止是兵种数量不同，两方的总人数也不一定是相同的，一切都是随机决定。

"What's the target rule?" Sigma asked.

"Both sides randomly choose a target character, as long as they defeat the opponent's target character, they win. It's very simple, right? Next is the questioning session." Bai Lan smiled while holding his chin.

In Kikyo’s animation demonstration, team A’s target is the cavalry, team B’s target is the gunner, and the gunner is beheaded by the members of team A, the words team A’s victory appear on the screen, and the gift box falls into the hands of team A.

Sounds like the king in chess, but without the rules of action.

"So that's how it is." Dazai thought, "But it's easy to realize in computer games, but what Bai Lanjun wants to play is not computer games, right?"

"That's right, it's a real game." Bai Lan opened her arms and said in a cheerful tone, "Welcome everyone to my game field."

It was still Dazai who asked the question, "Who is the chosen opponent?"

Bai Lan still smiled and said: "Everyone here is for the book in Yokohama, but it is not easy to get it. So our opponent is naturally the evil dragon blocking the book, the so-called Three moments of conception, if you defeat them, no one will come to get in your way."

Sigma frowned, "Why are they willing to participate in the game, won't it be good for them?"

"No," Bai Lan said firmly, "They will definitely come to play."

"So that's why you sent out their criminal evidence." Fyodor thought about it, "Mr. Bai Lan's ability is really terrifying."

"The people here are all scary guys." Bai Lan laughed.

No, I'm just an ordinary person.

Sigma thought.

For the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Bai Lan sent the criminal evidence from the seventh agency;

For the military and police, what he sent was the secret experiment contents of the military;

For the Armed Detective Agency, he sent the record with Yosano Akiko as the "Angel of Death";

For the port of Mafia, he sent Mori Ogai's murder of the former leader and conclusive evidence of the crime of high-level cadres;

Even the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he sent the officials a series of scandalous evidence that would ruin their reputation...

The random announcement of these things is enough to cause an uproar, and even introduce foreign forces to intervene, and the personnel involved will be dealt with and infinitely affected.

In order to keep these secrets, these forces must send people to participate in Bai Lan's game, waiting for the opportunity to completely seal it.

Hearing what Bai Lan said, even Sigma, who had no past, felt his back go numb.

The ability to read the content of the parallel world is really scary.

But that's one of the goals he and Verlaine joined.

"Will you be besieged?" Under Verlaine's special training, Sigma, whose combat effectiveness can only be regarded as above-average, spoke with lingering fear, "According to the previous statement, it should be necessary to randomly confirm the number of battles. How should we do it?"

Bai Lan explained: "I hid a lot of cards in Yokohama, some were blank, and some were marked. Each mark corresponds to a quota. They count as many as they can find. The rules of the game are also sent along with the evidence."

"Just after I took Dazai-kun away~" Bai Lan added.

Kikyo also projected the appearance of the quota card. It was a white card with a stick figure of Bailan's head in the middle. It was about the size of a poker card, with golden patterns on the border.

It sounded like the detective agency might find more spots, Sigma glanced at Dazai.

Dazai also asked, "Is the venue of the game Yokohama?"

Bai Lan grabbed a handful of marshmallows and stuffed them into her mouth, "That's something to choose later."

Dazai nodded, he had already obtained all the information he wanted to know, and he had already begun to speculate on the development of the situation with a calm expression.

Bai Lan looked at this group of guys with ulterior motives and found it more and more interesting.

Several people walked out through different doors, and Bailan and Fyodor had already arranged their rooms at the base prepared for everyone.

Sigma did not go with Verlaine, but walked in the direction that Bai Lan left.

When he caught up, he found Bai Lan standing where he was, looking out the window with an indifferent expression, until he heard his footsteps before changing into a warm smile, "Ah, I've been waiting for you for a long time, Xijiang."

Western sauce...

Resisting the desire to complain, Sigma asked with a straight face, "Bai Lan, do you really know about parallel worlds?"

"Of course, I didn't lie." The smile on the corner of Bai Lan's mouth was like that of a big bad wolf seeing Little Red Riding Hood, "I know Xijiang was created by a book, yes, this is not your world."

Sigma's pupils dilated suddenly.

Bai Lan likes other people's surprised expressions. He said kindly: "I not only know the memory of the parallel world, but also have some knowledge of technology that is ahead of the world. I can help Xijiang return to her own world~"

"Really?" Sigma stepped forward excitedly and grabbed his wrist, then quietly activated his supernatural power.

His supernatural ability can exchange "the information that he most wants to get from the other party" and "the information that the other party wants to get from him the most", which is also used in contact.

To illustrate simply with an example, if what Sigma most wants to know from the other party is today's dinner menu, and the other party most wants to know tomorrow's lunch menu from him, then both parties will get the information they want after he uses his ability.

It should have been such a smooth thing.

Bai Lan looked at the grasped wrist, then at Sigma's increasingly bewildered expression, and said happily, "Your supernatural power doesn't work for me."

Sigma also discovered this. He couldn't get the information he wanted from the other party. Fortunately, because of the failure of the supernatural power, Bailan didn't know what the information he really wanted was.

But why?Why did his ability to change without any disadvantages fail?

"Because I already know everything, and I don't have any information I want to know. Your quid pro quo is not valid for me." Bai Lan said confidently.

It is because of this reason...

Sigma let go of his hand, took a step back, and looked at Bailan warily.

Bai Lan didn't care about his attitude, he said persuasively: "But what I said is true, I can help Xijiang go back to her own world, and I can also tell you about the experiences you don't remember. This is not even a book. Something that can be done, and I can do it.”

As a person without a past, he once fell into boundless hesitation and loneliness. Hearing this, he couldn't help but move slightly, "What do you want me to do?" He didn't believe that Bai Lan would help him so kindly.

"Just stay with Mr. Verlaine for now." Bai Lan gave the order.

Sigma nodded after being silent for a long time, as if accepting Bai Lan's implication, accepting becoming Bai Lan's pawn.

He came to Verlaine's room and entered it after obtaining permission. As soon as he closed the door, he leaned on the wall and panted heavily, showing a relaxed posture.

This is Verlaine's room, there will be no cameras or bugs.

"Another scary guy." He walked to the tea cabinet and poured himself two glasses of water to calm his frightened little heart.

"Failed?" Verlaine, who was sitting on the sofa chair, looked up at him.

Sigma leaned on the tea cabinet and let out a long sigh, "That guy is so arrogant that he doesn't have the information he wants to know, the ability activation failed."

He thumped the wall angrily, "Damn it, if I succeed, I won't have to deal with this group of people in the future. That Bai Lan is a lunatic!"

One person challenged the entire Yokohama forces, still with that method, Sigma couldn't find any adjectives other than lunatic.

"It doesn't matter, the book is also our goal." Verlaine said in unison, gently stroking his brother's head.

"As Rimbaud predicted, that guy wants to use me."

Since appearing in this world and the effects of supernatural powers were known, Sigma has been used by many people and was wanted by Europe.

He hated those days, and he hated people like Bai Lan who wanted to take advantage of him.

What Bai Lan said was very tempting to the former Sigma.He once wanted to know his past, and he also wanted to find his true belonging and fill the loneliness in his heart.

But now he no longer needs those things, he already has his own home.

He recalled more than two years ago——

At that time, I managed to escape from a criminal organization, but because I was wanted, I had to hide in an abandoned house in the suburbs to hide from the pursuers, and happened to bump into Verlaine and Rimbaud.

Rimbaud recognized him, "Are you the one on the wanted list?"

Verlaine saw his loneliness, and he held out his hand to himself.

At first, Sigma thought that these two were no different from those criminal organizations, but seeing how these two instantly killed the pursuers around the house, he knew he couldn't escape, so he had to obey them temporarily and wait for an opportunity to escape.

He took Verlaine's hand and activated his supernatural ability.

In an instant, he understood the identities of these two people, and Verlaine also saw his empty past.

They are similar.

Both of them realized this at the same time.

Verlaine said to him gently: "I have two younger brothers, and one of them has a blank past just like you, and has an inhuman identity. Are you willing to be my family?"

"Family?" Sigma murmured the unfamiliar word.

Can someone like him belong, fit into the world?

He held Verlaine's hand again, this time he saw the incident where the two of them stole Chuya, and Verlaine also saw his reply.

Later, he followed the two to Japan and met the young man who was similar to himself.

In the Central Plains.

Like him, he has no memory before his birth, and has supernatural powers that are coveted by all parties. He is obviously just an artificial supernatural life body, but he has found his belonging, guarding his family in his own way, and living without being at a loss.

He was also the kind of guy Sigmar would envy, but now he had it all for himself.

He has a family, a belonging, and a new name for himself—Sigma.

At this time, he found that it seemed that it was not important to trace the past.Even if he regained his memory and returned to the original world, there was already him in that world, and even if he passed away, he would not be able to integrate into it.

He's Sigma, his family and home are here, and he's not going anywhere.

He once said to Zhong Ye that if he wants to take the "big brother's position" from Zhong Ye, then he can't just run away in a hurry.

When using his ability on Bailan, what he wanted to know was "the way to save Chuya in the Central Plains", not about his past.

This is his determination, he wants to save his family.

//

Gogol fled, Chuya picked up the photo he left behind, and he knew the person in the photo.

It was a young man with short white hair, a purple inverted crown tattoo under his eyes, and a casual smile on his face.

—Bryn Jesso.

His expression became serious.

For the subsequent barbecue feast, everyone worked hard. Although there was still a lot of rest work afterwards, their work was finally over.

Afraid that Zhongya would make the already dilapidated branch even worse if he got drunk, everyone tacitly booked a nearby bar.

And while they were happily drinking and helping themselves, a stranger came in from the door.

It was a young man with short black hair. He was wearing a blue suit and looked upright, like an agent or senior policeman who came out of a movie.

"Brother, this place is reserved for tonight, you should go to another place." The member near the door persuaded.

But the young man said: "This machine is here to find Mr. Nakahara Chuya, may I ask if he is here?"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and Chuya looked at the person standing at the door.

It was a man he was familiar with.

He originally thought that after the Verlaine incident was suspended in advance, he might never have the chance to meet him again in his whole life.

A mechanical detective who investigates the Verlaine incident with his peers——Adam.

The author has something to say: the group of relatives and friends +1 (Sigma), now a total of 18+2 people. (I haven’t remembered it for a long time, I don’t know if I’m wrong)

After Adam calculated, he was finally pulled out.

//

(strange) little theater——

Diary of a certain day in Verlaine's house:

Chuya: I was born before you, I am the elder brother!

Sigma: But Zhongya, you seem to be underage, and you have to show your ID when you go out to buy alcohol alone. Let me be your brother!

Chuya: Huh?Rebellion, I will give you a little yellow duck on your third birthday!

Sigma: Hmph, then I'll give you height-enhancing insoles, no one is afraid of anyone!

Rimbaud, Verlaine and Baicun looked at the two underage children in real age and smiled silently.

//

感谢在2021-06-0600:00:00~2021-06-0700:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 clean starry sky;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of animism, 2 bottles of Law;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!