Oracle [Transmigration Book]

This sentence actually made Song Si, who was under high pressure, lose his mind.

He raised his head slightly, it was a sunny day today, the dazzling sunlight folded into his pupils, reflecting the shadow of the propeller rotating at high speed.

Song Si's consciousness was in a trance for a short time, and the scene reflected on the retina was sprayed with water mist, the body, body and soul were torn into two halves, and they floated into two different worlds. The kite line is pulled back and forth.

The blurred vision unintentionally passed through the dark crowd, looking at the opposite roof.There might be his familiar companions over there, and Chu Mingyi who was driving a gun and biting his teeth, but he saw nothing, only the sweat dripping down his eyelashes.

The sound of the helicopter falling, the screams of the crowd, the shouts of the armed police trying to evacuate the crowd, the strong wind with dust... Song Si's clothes and Liu Hai were blown up, and something grew in his head, diffusion.

The laser dot of the sniper rifle always landed on Song Si's right shoulder.

"Chu Mingyi." It took a lot of effort for Song Si's voice to pass through the back molars, "I'm a little dizzy now."

Veins appeared on Chu Mingyi's arm, and the sweat in his palm wet the gun wrench.

He knew what he should do now. This was a psychological tug-of-war. Any party showing hesitation or cowardice would lose the initiative in an instant.He has to at least show his determination, even if it is a symbolic shot as a deterrent...

But that was Song Si, next to Song Si, completely innocent civilians.

The scales are tipping.Chu Mingyi felt powerless.

His fingers began to tremble, and he had never trembled so much in all his years in the business.

He even complained, why did Song Si let him make this choice, why did he push him to a desperate situation with no way out?

But complaining is not in his character, he has to think about it, think about it carefully and calmly...

"I don't feel well, my head is about to split in two," Song Si's voice sounded again, sticking to his right eardrum, very light, with some painful gasps, but his tone was very calm, "This This unpleasant feeling has lasted for a long time, to be honest, I was secretly taking Ninghai medicine, and I took about two boxes."

Chu Mingyi tasted blood in his mouth, maybe he was bitten by his teeth somewhere.He barely let out a sound from his nasal cavity: "Yeah."

In the other earphone, the channel communication content of the special team was still pouring in. They were trying their best to evacuate the crowd. The captain called Chu Mingyi's name many times, asking him what to do next.

In Chu Mingyi's world, only Song Si's light and regular breathing was left.

"After taking the medicine, I started to become strange... No, to be fair, it should be said that the whole world has become strange." Song Si's sweat was still dripping down his eyelashes, "Do you still remember Zhu Hongjia's Inner World? I have Sometimes I feel that I am a hatched worm. Chu Mingyi, you really should shoot me down now, I have a very bad feeling, I don’t want to..." He paused for a while, probably remembering this Sanke's public channel, and then laughed at himself: "If you shoot now, I might be glad that you are the one who shoots."

While speaking, the crowd had dispersed from the unblocked road, causing a larger area of ​​chaos.The central area near Song Si was almost empty, and the helicopter landed a hundred meters away from him. No one dared to do anything to it. In a society with a complete rule of law, its appearance is already extremely incredible.

If a private helicopter is not involved in the military or politics, and goes to the sky without applying for a flight plan, it will be notified to the Aviation Center as soon as possible.There are only two possibilities to fly here without hiding the fact from the entire Special Investigation Bureau.

Either they have the strength to smuggle unsupervised helicopters abroad, or someone erased the abnormal flight records from within.

Neither is good news.

"Chief Chu, we can't delay any longer! Please..."

"Second Division of Special Investigation, evacuate the crowd as soon as possible, and close the nearby blocks," Chu Mingyi said in a hoarse voice, "Section Three of Special Investigation, Xu Xinxin and Lin Zheng, assist Division Two to complete the evacuation work. Other than that The rest, evacuate immediately."

The square with hundreds of people fell into greater panic and chaos, but it was far from out of control.Chu Mingyi glanced across the chaotic and orderly crowd, suppressing the bloody smell in his throat.

The laser dot that landed on Song Si's right shoulder began to move, and finally stopped at the center of his eyebrows.

Silence enveloped the entire channel of the three departments, Tian Li sobbed very softly: "Section Chief..."

Facing the restless wind, Song Si showed a little smile, unexpectedly feeling relieved.

No one spoke, and there was an extremely short and extremely long confrontation.

All the noise and chaos seemed to have disappeared, leaving only Chu Mingyi holding a gun, Song Si with his eyes closed, and the robber who hadn't shown up.They were in a silent stalemate where they could not see each other.

Maybe five minutes had passed, maybe it was only five seconds—

The helicopter didn't leave, and Chu Mingyi didn't shoot either.

The voice in his head laughed, with confidence that he was sure of winning: "Doctor Song, please go."

The familiar thread from the second floor of the library began to twist again, trying to regain control of his body, but it was far from smooth as the first time.Song Si seemed to have antibodies in his body, and it was difficult for those tentacles to move as soon as they climbed up his calf.

They tried very hard to get Song Si to move forward, but Song Si still stood firmly in place.

Sure enough, the kidnappers wanted to make a deal with him because they could no longer control him.

Soon the thread dissipates on its own.The voice spoke again and said politely: "I offended you, please."

Song Si looked up at the roof again.He obviously couldn't see anything, but for some reason, he firmly believed that Chu Mingyi was standing there.

His headache was about to burst, and the surrounding sounds were fading away. He heard the sound of butterflies flapping their wings.

There was a short silence, and suddenly, there was a gunshot, and there was a scream from his left side, and the warm liquid splashed on his left cheek.Song Si came back to his senses suddenly, and saw a distorted face full of fear—the captor turned his gun, no longer pointed at Song Si, but shot himself in the abdomen.

"Well... I missed it, almost," the voice said regretfully, "It seems that I won't die for a while."

The smell of blood rushed straight into his nostrils, and Song Si's heart started beating wildly again.He turned his head to look at the "robber" on the right. It was a young man who looked less than 30 years old, maybe a college student. I was so frightened that I couldn't stand up, and was forcefully propped up from the inside.

"Help me, save me, please, save me..."

"Don't hurt him." Song Si's headache became more and more severe, and he took the first step forward with a little unsteadiness: "I'll go by myself."

"Thank you for your cooperation," the voice smiled gently, and said considerately, "Go slowly, and be careful not to fall."

The screams were still in his ears, and the strong smell of blood kept coming into his nostrils. Song Si stumbled, and his spirit seemed to have entered a very strange state.Something is like magma under an active volcano, eager to erupt anytime and anywhere, destroying the entire world.

"Song Si."

Someone called his name.

Song Si's breathing was disordered, and he was burned by the sound, and his self-sensitivity returned briefly.

"Wait." He said briefly in the earphone, his voice trembling, "wait for me."

Song Si had already reached the bottom of the stairs of the helicopter.He stopped again and looked in Chu Mingyi's direction.

The propeller has started to turn, the wind is strong, and the noise is very loud.

Song Si opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Consciousness sinks, five senses disappear.Amid the sound of flapping wings, he closed his eyes, then opened them again, his expression became calm and indifferent, he looked up at the helicopter in front of him, and continued what Song Si wanted to say before.

"I'm sorry, Chu Mingyi, I let you make this choice." He smiled a little, "Don't be sad."

The changes in Song Si were clearly reflected in the high-powered mirror.

He grabbed the helicopter's lift rail with one hand and climbed into the cabin.

The hatch was closed immediately, and the helicopter loaded with explosives climbed rapidly, leaving only a black spot in the sky in the blink of an eye.

……

In the helicopter cabin, the pilot was wearing a fisherman's hat, wearing a colorful coat, with long hair tied into a ponytail and dragging behind his neck. He looked at the operation panel in front of him without looking back, and said, "Please sit down."

No one expected that the robbers who had disappeared from the monitoring network would return to the scene by personally driving a helicopter full of explosives.

"Song Si" reached out to wipe off the blood on his cheeks, stared at the driver's back, and looked calm, not at all like the hostages who had just been kidnapped and stood beside a pile of explosives, their facial features even looked a little stiff, as if they were wearing wearing an invisible mask.After a while, he said, "Ah Jin."

The man turned his back to him, and fell into silence because of these two words.

Someone behind him carefully held Song Si's shoulders, cut his hands behind his back, and covered his eyes with a black cloth.

He was pinned in the helicopter seat and couldn't see anything."Ah Jin" in front spoke, the voice was exactly the same as what he heard in his head: "It's my honor that you still remember me."

Song Si neither mentioned the confrontation just now nor the hostage who shot at him, but said: "In the sea of ​​consciousness of Xiao Jiawen, I became you. You were sitting on that old swing and was taught by Xiao Jiawen." I have." At the end of this sentence, he paused for a while: "I remembered a lot of things."

There was no smile in Ah Jin's voice, it was obviously a little more solemn and respectful than when he hijacked Song Si.

"Wang Jiawen acted without approval, and I have punished him."

Song Si tilted his head slightly.

He seemed to hear some kind of very light and very light sound, just sticking to the side of the eardrum, like a butterfly spreading its wings, ready to dance lightly.

Even though he was blindfolded, Song Si "saw" the scene inside the helicopter again. His gaze seemed to be cast from a higher dimension, with uncontrollable majesty and aloofness.

He "saw" Ah Jin's shoulders trembling.

Song Si sighed and asked, "Who am I?"

Ah Jin slowly took a deep breath.

"You are a wandering god."

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