But surprisingly, the area involved in the blasting is not large, maybe the solution in the explosive reactor will not cause a large-scale chain reaction, or maybe there are dead people somewhere Looking at it in the sky, this device did not harm any policeman or soldier in the end.

It just protected Li Yun and Li Yun tightly, and Duan Wen, who was hugging, was dragged down the abyss by accident...

Li Yun seemed to have activated the memory of more than 20 years ago at that moment, and he completely re-enacted the protective actions of more than 20 years ago.

But he didn't realize that this time it wasn't a light sign, it was a machine that would explode...

The smoke finally dissipated, revealing a piece of scorched earth.

Zheng Jingfeng gasped for breath, stood up straight, and looked at everything in front of him.

He watched Duan Wen dripping with blood under Li Yun's transformed man, and a large amount of blood was flowing from Duan Wen's arteries. Duan Wen's whole body was scorched, and although his chest was still up and down, it was getting weaker and weaker.

Zheng Jingfeng looked at him.

I don't know why, maybe because such deception and betrayal are too sad and shocking to him. This complicated feeling outweighed the joy that a catastrophe was finally over.

He took a breath and stepped on the scorched black ground full of scraps and scraps of iron, step by step, until he walked to Duan Wen and Li Yun's bodies.

He lowered his head and looked at the man who could no longer recognize his face.

"Why."

He asked him.

The cheek muscles twitched, tears fell, and it rained on Duan Wen's face.

"Chen Lisheng, why? Ah? ... Do you have no feelings?! Don't you know that your master has no obligation to treat you so well? Teach you to take care of you, he said you are a good policeman! You will be a good policeman! Chen Lisheng—why are you?! He has blocked the gangster's knife for you! If you say you don't want to go home, he will take you back to his house He is as good to you as he is to his own son, what the hell...why are you..."

In the end, Zheng Jingfeng was already crying.

"When you were designing their deaths, you were killing them... When cooking for you, and accompanying you to see your sick master and mother... How do you feel? Chen Lisheng... you tell me How do you feel about me!!"

Duan Wen was lying on the ground, he was still hugged tightly by Li Yun.

It was a gesture of protecting his companions, in fact, his master had done this to him.

At this time, Duan Wen's consciousness had completely returned, but he was almost unable to hear any sound.

Zheng Jingfeng's roar seemed far away.

Duan Wen was lying like this with weak breathing. He would not have died so easily. At the last second, his consciousness surpassed Duan Cuizhen's brain waves, and he regained his senses. Come on—he could have dodged this smashed explosive device.

In that second, he could push Li Yun away and dodge by himself.

But Li Yun hugged him tightly, naively, trying to protect him.

So at that second, he hesitated. He hesitated and didn't push Li Yun away to escape. He stared into Li Yun's eyes during the second that decided his life and death.

In those eyes, he saw his own reflection.

Like many years ago, when Li Yun was outside the tavern, she jumped up to block the falling heavy object for him. A boy looked at another boy.

The quiet eyes stared at the same quiet eyes, but one was fake and heartless, and the other was really ruthless.

For this second—

Duan Wen missed the last chance to escape.

In his view, life is like a game of chess. only-

Why, at that second, he hesitated?

He doesn't seem to know either.

He is a real "machine" trained by Duan Cuizhen since childhood. He has no emotion, is absolutely rational, and pursues the greatest truth of immortality and scientific research.

Old Zheng asked him how he felt when he killed his master and his mother...

What's the mood...?

When Mandela was planning to kill Xie Ping and Zhou Muying, he didn't seem to feel anything. He just watched the fire from the big truck that day, and he didn't feel anything.

But I don't know why, later he was busy and forgot a lot of things.

But I can't forget the fire.

Like he couldn't forget Li Yun's eyes full of disappointment when she found out that she was a black policeman.

Duan Wen closed his eyes, he could no longer move, only his eyes could still move, and he cast his last sight on Li Yun's transformation.

He watched Li Yun finally protect him.

He stared at Li Yun with his only remaining strength, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

Duan Wen's pupils shrank.

For a moment, the young police officer's indifferent face appeared in front of his eyes again.

More than 20 years ago, Li Yun gave him a similar answer when the light sign in the tavern smashed down.

Pleasant instincts, human feelings...what are they?

He has studied for nearly forty years, from books, from laboratories, from cells, from others, behind the mask of a kind and gentleman.

Sometimes he feels that he has understood everything, and his thinking about human nature is so penetrating that he can make any decisions. As long as he wants to pretend to be what kind of person, he can be that person.

For example, those passers-by who are more obscure than Lu Yuzhu.

He entangled the game with them, trying to feel people's joys, sorrows and joys, but in the end, he couldn't even remember their names.

Is human nature like this?

Why, Li Yun's nature is not like this? Why can Li Yun lend a helping hand to an ordinary classmate and protect each other?

Slowly, for some reason, Duan Wen remembered many years ago when he was still in college. Once after a run, he sat side by side with Li Yun on the playground with Magnolia on.

At that time, they had just entered school and were not familiar with each other. Li Yun glanced lazily and looked at him: "Chen Lisheng, I think you are very strange."

He was a little alert, but he smiled according to the normal human reaction method he had already learned: "Why am I strange?"

"It feels like you're too upright, like a pretense."

“…”

It swayed silently beside them.

In that embarrassing silence, Li Yun suddenly burst out laughing, he handed him a bottle of ice soda, and his expression was still lazy: "Just kidding. It's a classmate, in the future, if you enter the police station, you will be in a team, and you are expected to block me if you are in danger."

“…why.”

"What why."

"Why do you expect me to block you?"

Li Yun twitched the corner of her mouth, revealing a not-so-police, rather cold smile: "Because I look like a traitor, other classmates are reluctant to approach me There is no choice, only you, the good man. Don't be afraid, Chen Lisheng, I'm actually quite reliable. When you are really in danger, I will also save you. "

“…”

"No kidding, believe me, after all, people have feelings. Toast."

Li Yun bumped the glass soda bottle with the bottle he was holding.

Jingle Bells—

The bell of the police academy rang through the campus, Li Yun sighed with soda, wiped the sweat with her school uniform, and looked back at him with bright eyes.

"get out of class is over, let's go together."

Duan Wen closed his eyes.

School is over, Chen Lisheng.

Let's go together...

In the end, Duan Wen seems to have returned to the after the tavern explosion—

In the corridor, the young Li Yun looked at him lazily with a cane.

"Chen Lisheng, my leg is injured and I'm in a plaster cast. Carry me back."

“…The dormitory is on the seventh floor.”

"You don't want to?"

“…no.”

He ended up short in front of him, revealing the broad shoulders of the police academy uniform.

"Come up. I'll carry you."

He has never carried a second person from the first floor to the seventh floor in his life. Even his younger brother Chen Wan has not climbed such a high floor on his back.

Li Yun leaned behind him, her cheeks against his back, even through the clothes, she could feel his warmth.

In the university campus at that time, the corridor lights were dim, the green painted walls, the concrete floor, and the lights on one floor were broken. He carried him and walked very slowly.

Li Yun was on his back, a tall boy, not very heavy, probably too thin. Duan Wen remembered that his family's conditions were not very good. Children from poor villages had to live on stipends.

He was dull for a while, then said a sentence: "I'll treat you to hot pot at night, or do you want to eat the bridge noodle from your house?"

"Huh?" Li Yun seemed to be smiling behind him, "Then you have to carry me downstairs and then back up."

“…It’s okay. Just exercise.”

"Then I'll eat rice noodles."

"Good."

"The one with an extra serving of meat." He seemed to think that he had made an excessive request, and was proud of it, "Don't leave me anywhere without paying."

Chen Lisheng laughed.

It was just that the corridor was so dark, he was facing the ground, and Li Yun didn't see his smile.

No one saw his smile. His expression has always been shown for various purposes, but that time no one saw him, but he showed such a calm and refined look.

It's a pity he didn't think about why.

He just said: "Okay. I'll carry you back, and I'll carry you back."

Li Yun was very happy: "You are really a good person..."

The naive boy said, you are really a good person.

The young man who has not been stained with blood said, I will carry you back, and I will carry you back.

I carry you back...

Under the protection of his subconscious mind.

It seems that there is the most powerful thing in the world, which can protect people or kill people. It silently leads Duan Wen to this ending, and has gone for more than 20 years. In the past twenty years, Duan Wen has been seeking the true meaning of this power, just as he seeks the results of every scientific research.

In the last second of his life, the gentle conversation and laughter of the two when they were young suddenly disappeared, and Chen Lisheng and Li Yun also disappeared cruelly.

He only heard the disappointment and blood-soaked words Li Yun said to Duan Wen.

—

When his lark died, he said:

"You may understand..."

Duan Wen didn't know if he understood or not.

The only thing he clearly felt at the end was a line of warmth dripping from the end of his eyes...

What is that.

It seems to be something he has never owned in his life.