Don't worry, Yokohama is about to end

The scenery behind the door was completely beyond Mei's expectations.

In front of Mei and Nakaya Mao, it is not a picture of bombardment or a meeting in a secret room, but a very ordinary office scene. The only difference is that it seems to have nothing to do with the company in the conventional sense. .

This is a white lounge.

The shadowless lights in the room were fully turned on, and there was a cold pale color everywhere, and the only thing that could be called human touch was probably the sloppy desk——

The used pens and drinking glasses were casually placed on the edge of the table, and some seemingly important documents were also pushed aside by the owner of the office in disgust, and they were squeezed pitifully in the corner.

Standing by the door of memory, Mei always felt that the scene in front of her was a bit familiar.

One person and one cat looked up and found a person sitting behind the desk.

It was a middle-aged man in a white coat. He was sitting in a soft chair with his head down, as if he was concentrating on flipping through something, moving his lips from time to time, chanting words.

Mei Zhishang looked at this man strangely, and the inexplicable sense of familiarity in her heart became stronger and stronger.

The silver-haired girl crossed the border of the door and walked to the side of the middle-aged man. The orange kitten squatting on her shoulders fell lightly on all fours.

The middle-aged man didn't respond, as if he didn't notice them, he was still flipping through the book on his own.

That's right.

What Mei and the others see now are all data portraits reconstructed by AI Ranpo based on cognition and memory. In simple terms, it is an immersive holographic video, and naturally there is no possibility of interaction.

Zhongyemao inspected the messy desk, and accidentally discovered that there seemed to be a photo frame hidden in the messy pile of documents.

The orange kitten's ears moved, and a thoughtful expression appeared on the cute cat's face.

Generally speaking, does someone deliberately stuff the photo frame they brought into the work file like garbage?

Kind of weird...

Zhongye Mao stretched out its paws, and changed angles in various ways, trying to see the photos in the photo frame clearly through the gap in the file mountain. Before he succeeded, he heard a girl's exclamation ringing in his ears.

"Dad? Is it really you?"

Tomoshang Mei opened her eyes wide in surprise, as if seeing the man for the first time, looking at the man in front of her.

Nakahara looked at Mei, who was circling around in a white coat, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, "Is your reaction a bit beyond common sense? Is he really your father?"

It's no wonder Chuyamao asked this question.

Mr. Zhongyuan really can't think of a daughter who not only fails to recognize her old father who has been with him day and night, but also puts on an expression of discovering the New World after she recognizes her, so she almost took out her optical brain to take a photo as a souvenir.

"No... The main reason is that I didn't expect that Dad really looked good."

Mei touched his chin and looked at his old father, and made a rebellious voice, "What did the years do to you, dad, it made you change from the handsome boy you are now to the coach Anxi in the future.

Nakahara Chuya, who was so weird that he followed the girl's brain circuit: "You are really a real daughter."

It's a good thing your father couldn't hear, otherwise he would have jumped out of his chair and beat you.

"hey-hey……"

The silver-haired girl stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

Chuyamao ignored her and continued to pick and choose the photo frame.

On Mei's side, she suddenly had a huge desire to explore her father's office.

In her memory, her father has always been working as a financial consultant, never heard of it, and also has a scientific research experience.

But speaking of which, Dad, which company's scientific researcher is he?

Questions popped up like bubbles in the girl's mind without warning.

At the same time, the ocher-haired kitten finally relied on the cat's soft talent to hide beside the file mountain in a magical posture and see clearly the contents of the photo.

Zhongyemao squinted his pupils and read in a low voice: "Congratulations to Researcher Zhishang...as the dean of Miracle Technology Biological Research Institute...the honor of taking a photo."

The silver-haired girl by the bookshelf was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the man behind the desk slowly.

Director of Miracle Technology Research Institute?Dad?

At this moment, the man finally moved.

He randomly tore up the paper and wrote a paragraph of text with a pen, then stared at the handwriting for a while, and smiled with satisfaction.

The middle-aged man raised his head, and the similar gilt pupils happened to fall on Mei's position at this time. He bent his eyes, looked at the silver-haired girl, and showed a silly smile, "Mei."

"Well, let's call it Mei. Chishang Mei."

The man was so excited that he read his name back and forth several times before he carefully cut out the piece of paper with his name on it and put it in the book in his hand.

This action also allowed the girl to clearly see the title of the book her father had been flipping through before—"Naming Encyclopedia".

Mei Tomogami stared at the middle-aged man's movements blankly, her heart felt as if it had been hit hard by a hard brick, and the information about "miracle technology" in the past and the smiling face that her father was looking forward to not long ago played back and forth in front of her eyes.

Mei's throat choked.

She looked at Zhongya Mao as if asking for proof, but she didn't know what to say.

"you……"

Zhongya Mao in Zhongyuan was about to speak, when suddenly the door of the office opened with a beep.

A strange researcher walked in.

"What's up!"

Kenki Tomogami stuffed the book back into the drawer with a "bang" and looked dissatisfied at the researcher who walked in without authorization, "I don't remember that you are the number one person in the research institute."

"Of course, I'm not affiliated with you."

The researcher looked at the drawer unintentionally, his expression was cold, showing no respect due to his superior, "Dean Zhishang, I'm here to inform you—just 10 minutes ago, the headquarters officially approved the fifth The Miracle Project of the laboratory, Dean Zhishang, it's time for you to remove the guardian authority of "Light Source". "

"Fifth Lab? I disagree!"

Kenki Chishang suddenly stood up and looked sternly at the researcher who asked for permission: "I have reported to the headquarters many times that the policy of the fifth laboratory is extremely cruel and blatantly violates the basic ethics of human beings. Now Do you want to attack the "light source"?How dare they! "

"Dean Zhishang, this is the decision of the headquarters, and it is not something we can comment on."

The researcher ignored the man's protest. He looked down at the time on his brain and said impatiently, "Of course, if you have any objections, you can apply to the headquarters at any time."

"Now, please hand over the authority card to us."

"You don't need to tell me, I will." Tomogami Kenki stared at aggressive research eyes and clenched his teeth.

"As for the authority to the "Light Source". "

The man clenched his fists, suppressing the anger in his heart, "According to the emergency rules and regulations, I, as the first person to discover, have the right to refuse delivery... Go back, if you want, let the headquarters come to see me in person."

The researcher was silent, and stared at Zhishang for a moment with eyes like a poisonous snake.

Zhishang looked back without giving an inch.

Finally, the representative of the fifth laboratory withdrew his hand and said with a sneer, "Dean Zhishang, you will know what a stupid decision you have made."

"Ah, I'll wait."

The strange researcher shook his hand and left.

Kenki Tomogami sat down with a solemn face, he leaned against the back of the chair for a long time, and then sighed wearily.

……

The data portrait in the first door ends here.

Mei Zhishang looked at the closed door, her father's last tired expression could not be dispelled in her mind for a long time, "Ranbu, what is the "light source" they call? "

The black-haired boy didn't explain. He stood in the middle of the corridor and looked at the girl inside the door expressionlessly, "Keep reading, you will know."

The silver-haired girl took a deep breath and pushed open the second door.

This time, the scene inside the door changed.

It was still Mei's father and another person in charge who seemed to have a higher position.

Mei saw that her father, who was always good-tempered, blushed with anger, and was arguing loudly with the person in charge.

……

"I have said long ago that the plan of the fifth laboratory will only bring unimaginable disasters! Those babies, those people with special abilities... Isn't the fate of Japan enough to make you sober! This is self-inflicted perish!"

"Suicide?"

The person in charge patted the information pushed by Kenki Tomogami contemptuously, and tidied his cuffs casually, "Researcher Tomogami, you know, what a great feat we have achieved just by the disaster plan you mentioned. ?"

"As for Japan, heh, we have the "Light of Will", which is the proof that this city recognizes us. "

Kenki Tomogami almost laughed angrily: "A newly born "urban consciousness", a light source, and a baby who is only one year old, what does he know? "

"However, in just half a year, five cracks appeared in the spiritual base of the city. If you don't restrain yourself, those countries that have already collapsed will be a lesson from the past. Don't you want to follow in the footsteps!"

The person in charge was indifferent, looking down at his nails.

"No, according to the speed of the collapse, the city should have responded long ago—"

Mei's father's expression changed suddenly, as if he thought of someone who was staring upwards in horror: "You, you really fed those wreckages to the "Light of Will" to fill the cracks? "

The person in charge didn't speak, but his fingers on the table moved slightly.

Tomosami Kenki's eyes widened, his scalp was numb.

His face was livid, and he couldn't help but tremble angrily, "I, I won't let you continue to do whatever you want... Citizens won't agree to such a deformed city system..."

Hearing this, the person in charge finally paused. He raised his eyes and looked at the man coldly: "Citizens? What do those low-level people who only enjoy the results know nothing? We are the ones working hard to solve the crisis!"

"And then? Do you really think that if they know that they can continue to live without worry if they know that less than 1% of the aliens will be sacrificed, will they really refuse?"

The person in charge stood up and walked to Tomogami Takeki.

As if he couldn't see the other party's clenched fist and gnashing of teeth expression, the person in charge suddenly raised the corner of his lips, flicked the dust off Chishang's shoulder in a friendly way, and said softly, "Hey, you're not a naive young man anymore, Don't be so impulsive when you are young."

"That's right!" The person in charge clapped his hands as if awakened with a start, "I heard that Mrs. Zun is about to give birth, right? Congratulations, Dean Zhishang. According to colleagues in the hospital, it seems to be a girl?"

Chishang Jianshu looked at the man fiercely, his eyes were red like a beast driven into a desperate situation.

"Hey, don't get excited, don't get excited, am I happy for Dean Zhi?"

"So, a kind piece of advice..." The person in charge pushed two steps away, and suggested thoughtfully with his hands behind his back, "When doing things, you should think more about your wife and daughter, Dean Zhishang."

"You bastard! I killed you!"

Tomogami Kenki couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward, punching the person in charge hard in the face, but before the second punch landed, he was restrained by the guards who came and pressed to the ground.

"Tsk, it's really rough."

The person in charge frowned, and lightly touched the wound on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that Dean Zhishang's mood is a little unstable, you guys, help him sober up."

……

The second door closes.

Mei Zhishang didn't speak, the gun blade in his hand was buzzing.

"There's another one, isn't there?"

Mei said softly, she lowered her eyes, but she couldn't hide the overwhelming anger in her eyes.

The orange kitten squatted on the girl's shoulder, with its tail sweeping Mei's head once and for all as if to comfort her.

Xiao Ranbu looked at the silver-haired girl who was holding back with complicated eyes, and silently turned her gaze away, "The truth is another kind of cruelty, if you regret it now, there is still time."

The silver-haired girl covered her eyes with her hands, and after a few trembling deep breaths, she put down her hands, suppressed the anger in her eyes, and regained her composure.

Xiaoranpo stared at Mei.

At this moment, the expression of the silver-haired girl overlapped with that of the shivering black-haired boy covered in a blanket many years ago.

She said, "It's okay, Luanbu, tell me everything you know..."

……

The third door opens

This time, Tomoshang Takeki became thin and haggard.

Wearing a white coat, he walked through the corridors of the institute like a ghost.

Whispers sounded behind him.

"Chief Researcher? Why is he back? Isn't he on a long vacation?"

"Who knows, maybe I can't stay at home anymore."

"Have you heard that too? Poor thing, it is said that she was born with a strange disease and left on the spot... Madam also fell into a breakdown, holding a small quilt for a walk in the park all day long, telling everyone that this is her daughter."

"What... what can the chief researcher do?"

"I don't understand—I guess I want to paralyze myself with work."

Pitiful.

very pitiful……

poor thing……

Sighs of sympathy sounded behind Kenki Tomogami, but as if he couldn't hear him, he went straight to the depths of the researcher, with his hands hidden in his pockets, holding the syringe tightly.

It's all over.

But before it's over, there's one more thing he needs to do.

Chishang Jianshu walked forward without stopping, his gilt pupils were filled with extreme ferocity and madness.

Inside the door of memory, Mei watched quietly, her eyes following the man's back.

A certain guess gradually took shape in her mind.

But reality is more absurd than art.

Kenki Tomogami stopped in front of a heavily guarded laboratory. With a cold face, he opened the door with the stolen authorization card.

This time, Mei finally saw the original appearance of "City Will".

It was something like a ball of light, it was suspended in the isolation crystal, layer after layer of rings shaped like a globe were superimposed on the outside, carefully guarding the core.

The silver-haired girl stared at it blankly, something was gradually waking up in the heart, breaking through the ground.

"Yo, see you again."

"How are you?"

Kenki Tomogami walked under the ball of light and sat on the floor deftly. It seems that this kind of chatting scene has happened many times.

"I heard they fed you that crap again recently? Sorry, I tried to stop them, but failed."

"I'm really useless, aren't I?"

The ball of light didn't speak, it just jumped as usual, silently watching the haggard man sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The man was silent for a while, and then said again, "They all said that you are the will of this city, so you should feel it, this city is rotting."

"Yesterday, my wife left home again. She went to Ueno Square. She likes the cherry blossoms there very much. We once agreed that when Mei was born, we would go there for a picnic with the family."

"Bring her favorite sandwiches and milk. By the way, you know what? We also bought a special photo computer, which can take pictures of Xiao Mei's smiling face."

"The doctor said that she inherited my eyes and Saya's hair color, silver hair and golden pupils... like a dream, she must be a great beauty when she grows up."

"Oh, I still have mockup photos, would you like to see them?"

Takeki Tomogami said, shaking his hands and took out a photo from his pocket, and the hidden syringe was also brought out and dropped on the ground.

The man didn't take the syringe, but just showed the photo to the light ball, "Isn't it pretty? My daughter."

"my daughter."

As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his head and wiped his eyes vigorously.

After another long silence, Tomogami Takeki climbed up, picked up the syringe and walked to the console under the light ball.

"Feel sorry……"

"I know it's not your fault, it's my own will that caused such a bad result."

"But it's enough, this world shouldn't be like this... I'm sorry, I promise it won't hurt. After it's over, I'll go down to accompany you. At that time, you can beat me up however you want, and I won't complain. "

"Sorry……"

The man pressed the syringe against the interface of the instrument, his tears faltering.

God, if, if there are miracles in this world——

If there is a miracle, please return Mei to me.

Please give me back my family.

The man closed his eyes tremblingly, and at the moment he was about to press the button, a very soft voice suddenly sounded in his ears, it had a small breathing sound, a small heartbeat——

Like, like when Mei was born...

Tomogami Takeki opened his eyes in disbelief.

He saw that a small branch fell out of the golden light source called "City Will", and it fell towards him like snow.

Some kind of premonition shouted in the man's brain, did he wait for a miracle?

Will it really be a miracle?

The syringe fell from his hand, he stretched out his arms reverently, and the light spot fell on his arms, turning into a little baby girl.

The baby had the same silver hair as his wife, and she opened her gilt eyes ignorantly, and smiled at Tomogami Kenki.

"Ah...ah..."

The man carefully held the newborn baby girl, and he knelt down on the ground, his tears pouring down like rain.

It was the consciousness of the city, Yokohama, that for the first time answered the prayers of humanity.