Time Keeper[Time Planning Bureau]

"Sir," Collins, Raymond's subordinate, reported to the corpse in front of him, "This is Henry Hamilton of New Greenwich."

"Yeah." Of course Raymond knew that this was arranged by him, personally looking for people with similar looks, and killing people with his own hands, and dealt with them. "It must have been done by the Time Bandits. Go back and adjust the surveillance video."

Collins zoomed in on a person's headshot from the surveillance, which was the picture of Will taking Henry to escape that day, but now who can say that Will threatened to kidnap Henry, stole his time and killed Henry.

"We found it. Will Salas." Collins searched out the person on the surveillance from the database and called up the information, "Sir, do you know him?"

do you know it?Of course I do. "I don't know him, but I know his father." Raymond showed an invisible smile, touched the gun on his waist, he should be in New Greenwich now, "arrest him, have so much time , will definitely not stay in the ghetto. Investigate records across time zones."

"Okay." It didn't take long for the time guardians to find Will's whereabouts. "Sir, here is a record of one person crossing four time zones in a row for a year. It is now in New Greenwich."

"Well, we're leaving right now." Raymond couldn't wait to leave.It used to take too much time to search in the slums, and when Will was found, he was already at Amanda's party.

Raymond gripped the steering wheel and thought with a smile, it will be soon.

When he found Will, Will was having lunch in the restaurant of the hotel, saw the appearance of the time guardian, and wanted to escape.Raymond asked the two to subdue Will, and brought him into the room for interrogation in order to avoid a commotion.

Raymond stepped forward and pulled Will's left sleeve away, well, it's good, it's only 105 years, and he didn't go to gamble to meet Amanda.Asked in a cold voice: "Will Salas, a person from the slums. How do you have so much time?"

"A man named Henry Hamilton gave it to me." Will stared at Raymond, trying to struggle but was held down.

"Someone sent you?" Raymond sat opposite Will, knowing the answer but deliberately said, "Do you think someone will give away a century?"

"I don't expect you to believe it." Will guessed, shaking his head.

"It's not that I don't believe it," Raymond approached, "but that time shouldn't flow into the wrong hands."

"Wrong?" Knowing the truth of time from Henry, and now hearing Raymond's words, Will is very angry, "Could it be that we are only allowed to have one day, but people here can easily control hundreds of times?" , Thousands of years?"

Seeing Will like this now, not going in the wrong direction like in the past, Raymond was very happy, and chuckled in a low voice: "Are you talking about fairness?"

Raymond stood up, "I am a guardian of time. What is fair has nothing to do with me. I guard time. I only care about time, the things that measure time, hours, minutes, seconds, and time that flows into the wrong hands. "

Raymond picked up the calculator handed over by his hand, pressed it on Will's right hand, thought for a while, and crossed the time, leaving only two hours for Will.The thing was handed back: "I hope this time will be helpful to you." Raymond's words were sincere.

"Leave two hours for notes." Raymond gestured to the two men to divert their attention, and turned his back.

"Bang, bang." Two times in a row, Will really didn't waste his thoughts, knocked past the guards, and escaped from the room.

Watching the guards chase them out, Raymond stood by the window and looked at a row of police cars parked outside the hotel, the front one was his, the door was slightly open, but he didn't close it.

Raymond looked at his hand, everything was within the permitted range of the rules and did not cross the line.Run away, the farther the better, this is a game allowed by the rules.

Will drove the snatched police car through the time guardian's line of defense, and drove towards the slums non-stop.

Before passing through the toll booth, a row of nails punctured the tires, and the body rolled over to the river.

The Time Bandit drove by. "That's the man who got a century."

Fortes got out of the car and walked over, grabbed Will's head, and pulled open his sleeves: "Damn, it's a waste of effort. It's only less than 10 minutes!" Fortes grabbed Will's right hand dissatisfied, trying to spend the rest of the time. Take it away, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Seeing a police car approaching, one of his subordinates urged: "Fortes, leave it alone and go."

Fortes dropped Will's hand, hurried into the car and left.

Raymond drove to the side of the road and got out of the car. He remembered that Will had Seyfried with him, so the time robbers only had time to suck the time of Mrs. Seyfried, but now under his arrangement only Will alone, immediately got rid of all the time guardians and took a shortcut.

Running quickly to the side of the car, Will was still unconscious and not dead.Seeing that there was less than 1 minute left in his hand, he held Will's right hand and teleported for 10 minutes.Raymond held Will's hand and thought, he used to rob to keep time, but this is against the rules, what should we do?

Raymond drives away before Will wakes up.

When I got home, I saw Henry sitting on the sofa reading a book bored as soon as he entered the door.Raymond threw off his windbreaker and strode over: "You originally had more than 1000 years of time, people who could have lived forever, are you bored waiting to die now?"

Henry closed the book, and the indicator on his left hand flickered that he only had 13 minutes left to live: "It's nothing. Although my body is still alive, my soul has gradually decayed."

Raymond clicked his tongue, pulled Henry past him, and transmitted the time. "Are all people with eternal life like you?"

Shaking his head, Henry didn't care that Raymond sent him the time and food that would not die every day for him to survive. "Mostly not." Henry's eyes were dull, and his whole body was like a breath of silence. "Only I am an exception."

The voice was hollow: "Unknowingly, anyway, one day I suddenly felt that this kind of life is like a sea of ​​suffering. Day after day, year after year, I kept repeating taking more time from others and taking other people's time. Holding it in my own hands to maintain my body functions, but these keep me bored.” Henry raised his left hand, and the original excellent watch now only shows more than 30 hours, “You give me time like this, what about yourself? "

Seeing the watch in his hand, Henry thought of the man's sentence 'don't keep looking at it', don't you keep looking at it?Tilt your head and think about it, why do you have to look at it? If you don’t look at it, you don’t know what will happen to you in the next second, but how is this different from before and now?

"You don't need to worry about this, stay here until I get your time back." Raymond poured a glass of water and drank it irritably.

"Am I 'dead', outside." Henry looked at Raymond and didn't seem to look at him, speaking slowly, without any ups and downs in tone, and could not hear any emotional voice.

Raymond held the cup tightly: "You don't need to care so much, I am the guardian of time." I am the guardian of time.

Henry tilted his head and smiled softly, as if he knew the answer. "Raymond, do you know the truth about time in this world?"

"Of course. I have come step by step from the slums to where I am today. I have become the guardian of time. In order to maintain the system of this world, the flow of time must be strictly controlled so that it flows in the correct time zone." Raymond Staring at the cup in his hand, he seemed to say to himself, "But I am the guardian of time, the guardian of order, and the person who guards the rules."

"No, you are a person imprisoned by the rules," Henry paused, and laughed at himself, "We all are."

Raymond is firm and unquestionable: "Rules are to be followed, not to be broken."

"However," Henry raised his head, his eyes see through everything, and he looked at the sky: "This world is decaying, and in a cage called 'time', there is no way out."

"A person who gave up time, is he preaching time to me?" Raymond stood up and ended the conversation.