Chapter 353: The Third Ring [Anchor]
"You, you, you... who are you?" Jin covered his head with his hands, a look of horror on his face. "How did you get into my head?"
The other party was silent for a moment. "...I am you, idiot. We are one. I am another you."
"Could it be that you're my alter ego? I see!" Kim Bonar's headache was gone now. He figured things out and quickly turned his attention to Lin Xi. "You just said something went wrong at the exhibition. Is Lin Xi in danger?"
He turned and ran back.
The brown suitcase was abandoned there, looking lonely.
"The exhibition is on fire." Heijin said concisely.
Jin Bonar was too little influenced by Uramaru Renya to be able to take over his body in such a short time.
Kurokin is a new personality formed by the fusion of Karasuma Renya's partial consciousness and Jin's own will. He truly cares about Linxi, even if his methods are twisted.
Jin ran faster.
Kurokin was furious: "Take a car! A taxi! You still want to run from the airport to Todai on your own two feet?"
Jin paused and hailed a taxi in a smooth voice.
On the other side, inside the exhibition hall.
Thick smoke filled the air, flames shot up into the sky, melted paint burned, and everything was twisted and deformed by the high temperature.
Lin Xi reached out and grabbed the hair of the person on the ground, pressing his head into his painting.
The special pigment, like wax droplets, burned on Karasuma Renya's face with a scorching temperature, making a sizzling sound, accompanied by a foul odor and the smell of burnt protein.
As soon as she loosened her grip, Uramaru Renya's body lost its support and fell in front of the painting, as if she was kneeling.
Lin Xi turned around indifferently and walked towards the depths of the fire.
In a fire, what kills people is often not burns caused by high temperatures, but suffocation caused by thick smoke.
In the exhibition hall, the black smoke formed by the burning of pigments not only makes it difficult to breathe, but also contains harmful substances that can cause poisoning.
Now Lin Xi was surrounded by flames and thick smoke, but she walked in it as if she was unaware of it.
Her clothes had been specially treated, and the flames continued to climb over her body, but the clothes seemed not to be burned and continued to burn, making Lin Xi almost become a fire man.
In such a scene of Shura hell, a few more people broke in.
A hooded man in gray rushed over and knocked Lin Xi to the ground.
The dagger in Lin Xi's hand pierced his heart.
The next person grabbed her ankles and tried to drag her out.
This time, Lin Xi cut his neck.
No one would rush in to save her at this time, especially in such a risky way.
Lin Xi knew that these were all Uramaru Renya's people.
The expressions on their faces before they died were exactly the same as Uramaru Renya's. They died calmly with a little confusion, but it was not because of death, but because of Lin Xi.
Lin Xi was tired of their identical expressions, so if anyone else came, he would turn their faces behind his back and kill them.
Amidst the persistent burning pain, she thought, with so many people dying one after another, their death animations were all the same, just like the NPCs in the game.
boring.
Gradually, no one came.
Lin Xi felt relaxed and walked towards the depths of hell to meet his death.
Like a dying animal, she chose a corner for herself and curled up.
The air below was a bit fresher than above, but it still burned her throat. Her eyes should have been forced shut by the smoke, but she resolutely opened them and looked up at the ceiling.
She couldn't see the ceiling clearly, but she knew it was a nice day.
Jin should be on the plane by now, right?
The sky is clear and the breeze is gentle. I wish him a bright future and smooth sailing.
Facing death, Lin Xi did not have any unnecessary emotions.
Nine years ago, she should have pressed that button in the Black Crow's basement, and none of the subsequent events would have happened.
However, at this moment, amid the constant burning sensation on his skin, Lin Xi was lost in thought of the blue figure.
Little ghost, what a pity...that turned out to be the last time they saw each other.
She stared blankly at the smoke-filled ceiling, not knowing how long it had been—perhaps just a moment—just like the little match girl who burned a handful of matches, willingly exchanging the heat that could sustain her life for a sweet dream before death, she seemed to really see the ghost she was thinking of.
The flames distorted her body, making her look a little unreal.
At this moment, she was floating in mid-air, staring intently at Lin Xi. Lin Xi couldn't see her expression, but she guessed it must be sad. This made her suddenly feel extremely regretful and hate herself: she had actually made herself so embarrassed!
"You..." She opened her mouth.
"Why bother?" Miyano Shiho came closer, and Lin Xi realized that this was not an illusion.
She forced a smile and said, "Why are you back again?"
Seeing her silent, Lin Xi paused and asked again: "Or have you always been here?"
At such moments, silence represents affirmation.
Lin Xi turned his head away, not wanting to look at her.
"I'm leaving." She heard Miyano Shiho say.
So Lin Xi turned her head again and blinked her tear-soaked eyelashes vigorously. She saw that Miyano Shiho's figure was indeed becoming more and more transparent.
She panicked: "Is it because of me?"
Because she gave up on herself and buried the future in the fire, did the little ghost from the future also dissipate?
"No..." Miyano Shiho said, "I just have to go back. I know you don't want to see me, but I can't help it. I want to see you. It's also nice to watch from afar. I can hide in the shadows around you so you won't notice me."
"Coming here, I thought the biggest difficulty would come from Karasuma Renya, but I didn't expect it to be me. I overestimated my own ability to endure. If someone else had put themselves in the fire and cooked them, I would be heartbroken; but if it were you, I would be heartbroken."
"I thought, if even the bystanders who see you are so sad, how much harder must it be for you to be in the middle of it? I can't bear to watch it, and I can't bear not to watch it, but I'm just a disembodied ghost, there's nothing I can do."
She looked at Lin Xi, who was in tears, and sighed: "If this is what you want, then close your eyes."
Close your eyes and embrace death.
That should be a more peaceful sleep than now.
Miyano Shiho's figure began to disappear, and she felt the long-lost call of the world.
"No, don't go... You haven't told me your name yet!" Lin Xi staggered to his feet.
"Miyano... no." Miyano Shiho recalled their first meeting and said, "Haibara Ai. My name is Haibara Ai..."
Lin Xi reached out to grab her collar.
As usual, Lin Xi caught nothing.
The blue figure disappeared completely. The match in the little girl's hand eventually burned out.
Even the last words she said... she didn't hear clearly.
I don’t know if it’s because the little ghost is about to disappear, or because her hearing has begun to be damaged.
She coughed a few times, her hands shaking, and took out the [Anchor] from the system space. She cleared her mind and sat down.
"Ai... Love." She smiled bitterly, "Why is it called love?"
Love is such a dangerous thing to her. Her dark past, filled with thorns, cannot tolerate such a warm thing.
She lowered her head.
Remember love... before you die, remember love.
She was thinking of the blue tint in the flames. It was that blue tint that made such an ugly flame seem poetic.
The golden liquid flowed into the blood vessels, and Lin Xi didn't know whether it was effective or not.
But whether it takes effect or not, it seems to be meaningless.
Because in the thick smoke, Lin Xi could already smell the scent of death.
Something dark and sweet was calling her. It was so relaxing, quiet and peaceful that Lin Xi just wanted to close her eyes sleepily.
But she still held on, half-opened her eyes, changed her posture, held the dagger and fixed it in front of her body.
No one could stop her. She had a premonition that Karasuma Renya would not let her die so easily, and that someone else would come, so she had to be prepared.
Sure enough, Lin Xi heard some movement. She opened her eyes wide, trying to see who was coming, or more precisely, trying to find his weak spot.
But she first recognized who it was by his body shape and clothes.
"Lin Xi! Lin Xi!" The figure's clothes were also burning, and his beautiful short white hair was curled by the fire.
Lin Xi saw the horrible red burns on his arms.
Lin Xi did not put down the dagger in her hand until he rushed in front of her.
Her expression seemed to be neither crying nor crying, which made Jin stop suddenly when he saw her still intact face.
"Lin Xi—" The tone suddenly changed in his mouth, very strange, "Don't resist, I will heal his injuries."
After saying that, it stopped moving like a stuck gear.
Lin Xi looked quietly at Kim Bonnar's burning clothes and thought, maybe this is fate.
Her death date is not today.
Ai said Jin would be safe... As expected, the struggle between her and Karasuma Renya is not over yet, and Jin's safety still needs to be regained by her own hands.
She closed her eyes and dropped the dagger.
Jin's frozen figure quickly moved, ignoring Lin Xi's still burning clothes, he picked her up sideways, stepped over the corpse, passed the wreckage of the burnt painting, and rushed out of the fire scene.
There was a man waiting for them outside the fire scene. King Kong came out holding Lin Xi, and the man took Lin Xi from him.
I don't know what method he used, but the fire that had been burning stubbornly in her body disappeared.
That person was Ando Hui, whose core had been replaced.
Karasuma Renya used his body to speak, asking again in confusion:
"Why?"
…
"Why……?"
Half a year later, under the starry sky of Kalinnogorsk, Uramaru Renye asked the same question again.
This was, of course, his final question.
He will never get an answer.
The god of death who guards the end of fate finally caught the traveler who had escaped for 4,752 times, ended his life when the world was reset for 4,753 times, and put an end to his story.
Gin put down his gun and watched him fall indifferently.
The two souls in one body could be so distinctly different. In just the moment when Lin Xi's consciousness was separated, the face in front of him made Gin feel disgusting.
The joint investigation team was in a commotion for a while because of this sudden change, and A almost subconsciously looked at the leader behind him.
Her leader, and their leader, was a woman who wore a veil and generally concealed her true face, but the smile that graced the lower half of her face that was revealed was always reassuring.
Including this moment.
She held the white cat she picked up on the road in her arms, raised her left hand and gestured for them to stop attacking. Her eyes quietly passed through the darkness, facing the moonlight and the cool night breeze, looking at the fallen Karasuma Renya in the distance, and a slight smile appeared on her face.
She said that if she had the chance, she would go to Kalinnogorsk in person to witness the moment his blood spurted from his heart.
Using her body as a sacrifice and her hatred as fuel, she sent her enemy to his death at 00:47:53 on August 27, 2005.
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