: Unfinished night 0 side

Chapter 1010
Fang Ran still remembers the scene of getting eight pounds per hour from her on the first night working in the supermarket.
To the penniless self at the time, this looking serious and kind supermarket supervisor was like an angel.
but,
In the dark night of the street where the crisis in the simulated scene was lifted, I saw this figure that should never appear in this ‘London’, and I don’t know when to quietly stand behind me,
Fang Ran only felt an unbelievable shock at this moment.
"You...you are..."
"Oh, oh, he is a more capable boy than he thought..."
Ignoring Fang Ran’s shock, the ‘Mrs. Isis’, still dressed in supermarket work clothes, looked at the half-destroyed Financial City in the aftermath of that starlight arrow with a chuckle of praise.
When I heard this, my eyes narrowed,
I remembered that this was what she had said to herself after she had moved several boxes at a time when she was working. Although the language was not clear, she had the same tone and tone.
The other person always emphasizes that the figure in front of him is not someone pretending to be.
It was the supervisor himself when he was working!
Can't perceive any breath, as if standing in front of me at this moment is an ordinary person,
It is impossible to imagine that it was not during the night battles in the ancient city of Rome, in the tutor’s base, in Paris, France, or on the outskirts of England.
It’s the fact that at the beginning of this adventure, there is an unidentified person lurking by his side,
She couldn't speak, all kinds of guesses and thoughts were mixed in her mind, so she could only look at her with her eyes wide open.
"It is neither the ultimate mighty force nor the biological weapon. The gathering of the power of almost everyone in this scene really finds a short-term way to liberate oneself in an almost impossible desperate situation,"
Tell the truth about the artificial number being repelled directly, and in the second when Fang Ran clenched her palm to horror that she was so clear, "Mrs. Isis" raised her hand as if she was talking to herself.
At the same time, a layer of transparent barrier that overturned the Financial City was retracted, and a phantom image of a mechanical dragon smashing the ground appeared.
"Still an amazing young man."
After seeing this scene, Fang Ran suddenly reacted to something in a daze.
It suddenly occurred to him that at the moment when he lifted the Moon God Hunt and pulled the bowstring away, Ye Sheng and others were standing above Westminster. It was impossible to see him from the A-level field of view.
After waking up, he heard Gou Yu's follow-up saying that he hadn't been exposed. He thought it was Sharon's use of his own body control to her and Night Crow to convince everyone.
But now it seems,
It didn't seem to be what I imagined, but the person in front of him covered himself up in the financial city at that time.
She is helping me... not the enemy?
Slowly came to this point and understood why the opponent could be in a simulation scene with the existence of the second zero rider, but still did not remember when there was such a person on his side.
The tension and alertness all dissipated, and the palm of the hand holding Silver Broken Dragon Tooth was slightly loose, and Fang Ran just asked in a daze:
"Who are you...?"
"In this incident..."
Hearing Fang Ran's question, "Mrs. Isis" waved away from what she was now.
replaced by...
Young and handsome, a French young man with brown hair, who only exudes a D-class breath, still said that he was harmless and smiled:
"I'm just an intelligence businessman."
Gradually his eyes became sluggish, and Fang Ran opened his mouth slightly.
Looking at the figure in front of me who was in the hotel room after being corona by lime in Paris, the figure that was completely forgotten after the infiltration of the prom began.
"You...you are..."
"Although I've heard about that pretty little girl a long time ago, I really didn't expect to feel the power up once, and when I went out to save you, I didn't worry about Candy's safety. It was really... ."
Talking about the lime with a chuckle, the youth's voice still has a clear French accent, using Mrs. Isis’s name to Tang Bing, ‘Luther’ shook his head and laughed a little.
As for Fang Ran, he was so dull that he couldn't make a sound.
A ‘Mrs. Isis’ was enough to shock him. He never expected that the intelligence dealer named ‘Luther’ they caught when they were spotted by a group of wanderers for wanting was also an illusion.
From London to Paris...
So to put it this way.... The actions of his few people have been in his eyes?
I couldn't believe this fact for a while, and I didn't understand why the other party wanted to do this. When I just wanted to ask a question, my mind flashed!
The clues were connected, and Fang Ran subconsciously murmured unbelievably:
"You have been guiding me to find the Dark Energy Crystal...?"
Recall carefully, the appearance of the person "Luther" had the only effect, or effect, on himself and Osphia at that time. It was to inform them of the cult’s intelligence.
Let them witness the dark side of the real world in the underground mine outside Senna Saint Denis, and encounter the second dark energy crystal unpreparedly.
In fact, he has long understood the action of forming an association to collect the dark side of reality and fill it with dark crystals, and has been in control of the situation secretly.
I was guiding myself bit by bit to collect clues and piece together the whole picture of this plan!
The most direct evidence is,
‘How do I know! ’
‘I was on the way back home with some shopping for Mrs. Isis...’
It's him! ?
He was the one who let the gourd be kidnapped to that manor! ?
Listening to the young man in front of him, he guessed this directly, ‘Luther’ or ‘Mrs. Isis’, watching him smiled and said:
"That’s right, although you gave me a lot of surprises in the middle. For example, before I was trying to tell you that Candy was kidnapped, you had decided to stay and broke into the manor alone. Save me the effort to save her back,"
"Also, before I planned to leave any clues on those rogue cars, you found my hiding place. This is indeed beyond my expectations. It seems that you have other magical abilities in your body. ."
Fang Ran was only more unbelievable after getting the other party's personal confession, and then he suddenly heard the front of him change.
"But compared to bootstrapping..."
‘Luther’ once again lost his appearance, temperament, bones, appearance, voice, habits... can only be said to give an image the level of detail in a life.
He became an elderly but very kind old Mr. Hua Xia, still speaking in a narrow tone that he cared about Fang Ran's life:
"After all, I just gave you a hint to choose."
Looking at the old man who bumped into the corner of the street in Rome and introduced himself to the Colosseum,
Fang Ran now felt that he could only smile wryly.
"From beginning to end, I have never thought about interfering with your actions. You can choose not to save people, or you can choose to give up investigating the cult."
"You can even choose to return to China at the beginning, or leave before the attack broke out that night."
There was no breath of the participants again, and the old and friendly figure in front of him, like a real old man, looked at Fang Ran and spoke softly, and his eyes were appreciative and relieved.
"But just as you didn't abandon the cumbersome girl around you when you were in the most dangerous time, you have always acted with the determination to prevent this incident from thinking about your own resolution."
"Even if it has nothing to do with yourself, even if there is no benefit."
Then he waved away his figure again, the shadowy figure in the night, and a Zhu Ling bone fan appeared in his hand for some time.
"Although naive and immature, perhaps it is such a pure and simple will that can bear the expectations of that gentleman..."
I thought it would be someone I met inadvertently during the journey,
But this time,
Fang Ran only saw a free and easy figure wearing an old western windbreaker, a gentleman's hat with the epitome of foreign cultures entering the Chinese period, lowering his smile.
"Originally, it was just because the younger generation of the successor kept begging, and as a member of the same camp, I wanted to see how the witch and Yuye were at the same time,"
"But it really showed me something good."
"Since I have finished speaking, I won't let the next visitor wait longer. Remember to visit Kunlun in your free time, huh, but even if I don't say it, Xiao Linlang will arrange it for you..."
Zhu Linggu's fan flicked and closed, the dazzling orange and red sparks were as beautiful as a maple leaf, concealing his figure like burning out of paper, disappearing from Fang Ran's eyes, leaving only a lingering smile.
"Then, goodbye, young man."
And standing in place, until the end the other party left, they were still in a daze.
In the dilapidated financial city and the night streets without even lighting, I watched the magical orange flame finally disappear. Regarding what happened just now,
Still like a dream, unreal.
It suddenly occurred to him that he and Osfiyah were clearly wanted by the association, but from beginning to end, only a wave of wanderers came.
Thinking about it now, I'm afraid I was blocked by this figure in secret.
Realizing that the people who offered a helping hand during this journey were not the only ones that I and Gou Yu had said before, they seemed to have experienced a dialogue with four people.
The last remaining words of the ancient rhyme lingering in my mind, as well as the mention of many names I know~EbookFREE.me~ Suddenly I vaguely thought of the identity of this figure, some helpless gratitude,
Then did he notice the details in his words before leaving,
The next visitor?
At the moment of a slight shock, Fang Ran heard the sound of a lady's heel falling on the ground from behind.
Slowly turning around with the broken silver dragon teeth, he saw a figure that was probably the most perfect female figure in the era, with a mysterious and elegant smile, and the golden rich amber eyes quietly drooping.
She gently lifted her simple black and white maid's skirt with her hands and bowed, showing exactly the same posture as after the heavy rain in Milan a hundred years ago, with the same unpredictable teasing in her tone:
"Little Master, are you awake?"
Tomorrow the day after tomorrow, I can’t decide which day to fish. As for why, because the bright black dragon is on, I don’t have time to go and go.
(End of this chapter)