pure white believer

There was a long silence in the car.

The consultant looked at Nan Ting, and Nan Ting looked down at his fingers.The fingertips were tangled, a sign of his uneasiness.

Chi on the screen smiled, as if he had already won.

"Think carefully, 477. You have no way out now." He said, and threw another bomb. "I heard that Wen Zhen is looking for you everywhere."

Nan Ting finally moved.He raised his head and stared at the person on the screen.

After a while, he asked, "...where is he?"

Chi didn't answer his question directly. "I guess he has already found you." He turned his head meaningfully, glanced at the direction he came from, and there was a tall building at Base 4 in the distance, "I said before, leave the base, leave us, you will die Yes. If he intends to kill you, how can you survive him?"

Seeing Nan Ting's erratic gaze, Chi thought he was hesitating, and said, "Obviously, someone revealed your whereabouts to him, along with your identity."

"Did you think he would let you go?"

"Leave you alone—a man who lied to him?"

Nan Ting seemed to be touched by his words, and trembled slightly.So Chi thought he was afraid again.

He thought of the words and sentences used to appease, and said:

"477--"

"477?"

Two different voices sounded at the same time.Chi on the other side of the screen looked at the consultant who spoke, and the consultant was sitting on the driver's seat, playing with a small knife that appeared in his hand at some time.

Nan Ting looked at him strangely.Mr. Consultant never called him the number he used to be.

Sure enough, the consultant continued: "Do you know what it means?"

"...my previous job number."

Hearing this statement, Chi's face changed almost invisibly.

"Job number?" The consultant smiled playfully, "Here, let me show you something."

He conjured a brown file bag from his side.

The word "Dossier" was written on the file bag, and the opening was sealed with a circle of tape with "Confidential" printed on it.

Chi's expression finally changed completely.

He said, "How is it in your hand?"

"Whose file is this? It was stolen from the archives." The consultant turned a deaf ear to it. When he spoke, his eyes kept falling on Nan Ting, and he lifted the bag and shook it in front of his eyes as he spoke, "I'm really careless."

Nan Ting saw the numbers above clearly.

"File No. 477."

but……

That's obviously...

He reached out to grab it, but found nothing.The consultant took the file bag away, nodded, and said, "Our Mr. Chi still has something to say, you might as well listen to his defense first."

……excuse?

Nan Ting cast his eyes on Chi.Chi frowned, but said, "Why do you have this?"

The advisor said unhurriedly, "Why can't I have?"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he liked the feeling that the other party was being led by the nose.

"Wen Zhen took it from the base three days ago. Where did you get it from?"

The consultant asked without answering, "What do you think?"

Nan Ting at the side suddenly said: "Three..."

He couldn't control his expression, and stared back at the consultant: "You two met three days ago? You...you..."

The advisor watched him with interest.

He laughed, lowered his head while laughing, cut open the file bag with a knife, and said solemnly: "Yes, otherwise, where did I get this?"

"Where did I get it? Nan Ting." He repeated softly.

Looking up, he saw that the person in the passenger seat was staring at him blankly, without any reaction he expected to his words.

……Hopeless.

The consultant laughed, and handed over the file bag resignedly.

Nan Ting's hands trembled when he took it, as if he already knew what was inside.

He took out a piece of paper from the file bag.

Chi's face on the screen became increasingly ugly.

[Anomalous Item File Data]

[Number: 477-xxxxxx]

[name: empty]

[Description: A non-human creature of the species merfolk. ...]

[......]

There were many contents in the document, but Nan Ting did not read it all.He has long understood the facts described in those words—every word on it is aimed at himself.

His gaze slowly fell to the bottom of the file.

The inscription date is a certain day ten years ago.

Nan Ting has no memory of that day, but he can guess that it was the day he came to the base.

The consultant sitting on the side was laughing, and Chi on the screen had regained his composure.But the advisor soon stopped smiling because Nan Ting looked up and looked at him with blank, bewildered eyes.

"Did you know early on?"

Advisor: "I can at least guess."

Nan Ting looked at the file in his hand again.He suddenly felt extremely ridiculous.

Even before that, he already knew that for the base, he stayed because he was still useful, so they didn't kill him who was still weak that day ten years ago.

But he still has a lingering thought, at least...

"So I am a thing." Nan Ting stated calmly, "Is it?"

"In the eyes of all of you."

477 is a string of anomalous item numbers.Not as a worker, as a living, thinking creature's credentials.

It is a thing that can be manipulated at will and obedient.

He lowered his eyes, his expression was dim, as if he was about to cry at any moment.

There was no sound from the screen.

"You're wrong." Another person in the car said, "Not including me."

The consultant lowered his head and unbuttoned his seat belt. Without warning, he reached out and grabbed Nan Ting's shoulder.He pulled Nan Ting closer to him, and leaned over, as if to whisper something.

"You are not a flower, or a pet, or anyone's collection."

he whispered.

"I told you already."

A tear fell untimely on the back of his hand.

Nan Ting looked up in astonishment.But he didn't have time to say anything.

Because the man next to him raised his hand, wiped the tear on his face, and then bowed his head and kissed him.

An understatement, more like an unconscious touch.The familiar heat that belongs to human beings overwhelmed it, and it was gone at the touch of a touch.

The man raised his body slightly and looked at him condescendingly. He probably saw the expression that satisfied him, so he lowered his head again and bit his lips.

It was obvious that the other party had stopped breathing.

"... let you go." So he laughed again, and whispered to the person who had already closed his eyes in fright.

Only then did the consultant—Wen Zhen—turn around and look at the screen with a slightly surprised expression, as if he belatedly remembered that there was another person watching them.

What is said and what is done now is no longer important, and there is no need to pretend to "negotiate" any more.

He smiled, like a hunter who has finished teasing his prey, and said, "Thank you very much for your cooperation."

He stretched out his hand again, touched Nan Ting's head, and turned to the screen: "Come, say goodbye to this bastard."

"clatter".

The communication cut itself off.

Chi's face twisted and disappeared from the screen.Wen Zhen raised his hand again to turn off the overhead light, and the compartment was once again plunged into darkness.

"You're quite right. I just want to see his luck," he said after a while.

"..."

No one answered.Shallow breathing intertwined in the narrow compartment.

Nan Ting still maintained the posture just now, froze on the seat.He thought in a daze that this person had never thought of negotiating with Chi.

Because he has the odds of winning.

And from the very beginning, Chi, as well as himself - were out-and-out losers.

After a long time, Nan Ting shook his head, trying to get rid of countless chaotic thoughts from his mind.

His heartbeat was still fast, making him lose his ability to think.Nan Ting reached out, unbuckled the seat belt, opened the car door under the gaze of the other party, and jumped out of the seat.

The author has something to say:

No change tomorrow, change the day after tomorrow

I wish you all a happy Qixi Festival

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