I'm not a drama god

"and many more……"

A voice rang out over the communication channel, but it was too late.

No one gave any orders, and no one pressed the launch button. The missile seemed to have a mind of its own. It whizzed past everyone's heads, and then a violent explosion almost knocked everyone to the ground!

boom--! ! !

A miniature scorching sun bloomed in the sky, and with a deafening roar, Chen Ling's figure was swallowed up in full view of everyone, and even the edge of the cliff was blown into powder.

"Back off!"

Someone shouted loudly, and everyone retreated quickly. The rocks under their feet kept shattering and falling in the roar, and cracks spread under their feet.

Not until they were completely away from the place where Chen Ling was killed in the explosion did everyone stop in their tracks, still feeling terrified.

"What's going on?" An angry voice sounded in the communication channel, "Who gave the order to launch?!"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. After several seconds, the helicopter pilot spoke blankly:

"No one gave the order... I didn't press the launch button, it... it just flew out on its own."

"How is he?"

"Hit head-on by a missile, has been wiped out."

"..." The man's voice was a little hoarse, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, we all saw it... There were also devices on the scene that recorded the entire process. His body was torn into pieces by the explosion."

The channel was completely silent.

The man was silent for a long time before he slowly uttered three words:

"…Let's pack up."

Everyone took one last look at the collapsed cliff, as if they had not yet recovered from the scene of Chen Ling opening her arms and embracing death.

It was not until the helicopters and off-road vehicles began to evacuate that the Shinto masters came to their senses and followed the large group, gradually disappearing at the end of the wilderness...

……

Office of Bureau 749.

A man with gray hair on his temples slowly hung up the phone.

"...You all heard it." He glanced at the two people at the table, "'Ghost Mocker' Mie Shi has been killed. Even if I wanted to give him another chance, the fact has already happened."

boom--!

Lu Xun slammed his hands on the table, making a dull sound.

"What do you mean the missile was launched automatically without anyone giving the order? Do you believe that?" Lu Xun roared in anger,

"How many times have I said that Director Chen is the savior of our exploration team? If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be able to get out of Shennongjia!! How could a person who is willing to protect scientific researchers without charging any compensation be the culprit who destroys the world?!"

"I will get to the bottom of the missile launch and give you an explanation." Director Sun was silent for a moment. "But there is no direct connection between what a person does now and what he does in the future... Master Chonggui is the leader of the [Tianyan] of this era, and his predictions will never be wrong."

Director Sun took out a photo from the drawer and placed it on the table.

"This is the original words of Master Chonggui's prophecy. If you don't believe it, you can read it yourself... There are a total of sixteen words, and every word is evil. How can such a being be considered a 'good person'?"

On the photo was a piece of paper with two lines of bloody words on it:

[Ghost mocks the destruction of the world and descends upon the human world]

[The times are rebellious, and heaven and earth will punish you]

Looking at these lines, Yang Xiao and Lu Xun's faces turned ugly. These prophecies were indeed not good words, and at the end there was a sentence "Heaven and Earth will punish him together", as if Chen Ling had done something unforgivable.

"Director Sun, you may have forgotten that we are scientists." Yang Xiao, who was not good at conversation, took the initiative to speak, "We only believe in the facts we see with our own eyes. Your unfounded feudal superstitions cannot convince us."

"Feudal superstition?" Director Sun was startled. "No, this is not feudal superstition..."

"No need to tell him more."

Lu Xun stared into Director Sun's eyes, his brows full of disappointment. He grabbed the photo and turned around to walk out of the office, "Let's go."

Yang Xiao turned around and left without hesitation, without even looking at Director Sun.

Director Sun did not try to persuade them to stay. He just stood there quietly, watching the two people leave, and spoke again:

"Lu Xun, Zheng Tianlei secretly imprisoned you for experiments. Give me two more days to investigate. I will definitely give you an explanation..."

boom--

Without waiting for Director Sun to finish speaking, the two men slammed the office door and his voice stopped abruptly.

……

After coming out of Bureau 749, Lu Xun's face has been extremely ugly.

He walked along the street with his head down, not saying a word, looking worried.

Seeing this, Yang Xiao hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Actually, you don't have to be so pessimistic..."

"Pessimistic?" Lu Xun glanced at him. "People are dead. This is no longer pessimism, but a fact."

"Maybe he's not dead at all?"

Lu Xun suddenly stopped.

He stared at Yang Xiao closely, just like when he was facing Director Sun just now, his expression was extremely serious.

"……What do you mean?"

Yang Xiao did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked around to see that no one was watching him. Then he took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Lu Xun.

The phone screen was not off, it was on the message page, and the first recent message was from a garbled phone number... The content of the message was very simple, only three words:

"I'm pretending."

Lu Xun:?

"The time of sending the message was thirty seconds earlier than Director Chen's death, and he was the only one who could send the message with such garbled code." Yang Xiao shrugged. "Just now in front of Director Sun, I sensed the message, but seeing that you were too emotional, I didn't say anything."

"This... How is this possible?" Lu Xun frowned. "He was hit head-on by a missile. Not much was left of his body. Everyone present saw it... How could he survive after being like this?"

"Don't you think it's strange? There was no order, no operation, but the missile was launched by itself... If you think about it carefully, there are only two people in the world who can do such a thing."

"Which two?"

"Director Chen, and me."

"You mean, he launched a missile at himself? His purpose was to escape?" Lu Xun's gray eyes regained a glimmer of light.

"He's dead, he's faking it??"

……

Bang-dang, bang-dang——

On a train slowly leaving Shanghai, a tall woman sat by the window, eating melon seeds and leisurely looking at the scenery outside the window. She seemed very comfortable.

At this time, the train had basically left Shanghai and temporarily stopped at a station in a county district. Only a few passengers were walking on the platform.

Just as the door was about to close, a young man with a hideous mask hanging around his waist stepped onto the train... He stood by the door of the carriage, his eyes swept across the crowd, and finally fell on the woman by the window.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly.