Everyone in the car was quiet for a moment, their eyes falling on the recorder on the console.

Although there are many obstacles when the space vehicle is driving in the city at this time, the speed is less than 100 kilometers. people. Anyone with morality and conscience will feel intensely uneasy because of such things as hitting people and crushing them into scrap metal.

Li Chun was stupid, with horror on his face: "Am I, did we hit someone to death."

The faces of several teammates are not pretty.

Killing a zombie is one thing, but killing a living person is another.

Only Tang Qi, who has always been very calm and innocent of his anger, answered him: "Yes."

Li Chun hesitated: "What should we do then?! Should we go back and have a look?"

Zhou Mingxuan's tone was heavy: "I still need to look at it? At this speed and weight, it must be gone. Have you seen how the waste car yard handles that pile of broken copper and iron? It's similar to that."

"PU3K650." A license plate number was memorized during the rainy season.

This sentence was abrupt, and teammates looked up.

When the monsoon rains, I suddenly lowered my eyelashes, turned and walked towards the rear of the car.

There is a small square glass window above the rear of the car.

The dilapidated streets were shining brightly by the rising sun, and even the carrion plasma that had been crushed all the way produced an uncomfortable beauty in the ruins—and the space car was so fast that the car was left far away. I can’t see it anymore.

It's not the first time I saw that car during the rainy season.

With the memory, the picture scroll of memory can be easily unfolded.

The gun fire was fierce, and the zombies were fanatical.

He jumped from the false window of the warehouse. When the soles of the feet landed on the ground, the height buffer caused pain. He had no time to think. He raised the gun and killed a zombie in the front left. The zombie was shot in the eye and a thick liquid burst out of the air. , Splashed on his hair. With his left hand, he pulled Tang Le, who was on the verge of collapse, and dragged him forward.

Behind him, Song Qinglan's roar of telling them to go first was still there, and the sound of sleepy guns was loud. When the bullets were shot, the wall ash shot down was splashed with fine diamonds.

There was a small silver-gray car not far away. Li Chun stuck his head out of the cab with an urgent expression on his face, shouting, "Get in the car!"

These are all played very slowly by memory and turned into slow motion movies that last tens of seconds.

-The inconspicuous license plate was swept away by him.

As if returning to that moment again, I was on the scene during the monsoon rain, and I clearly saw the license plate.

PU3K650.

Black text on white.

It was exactly the same as the car that sprang out just now.

The back of his hand was touched by a cold object.

During the monsoon rains, he lowered his head and saw a brand-new bottle of mineral water, then raised his head and saw Song Qinglan.

The other's heroic eyebrows frowned: "Do you need to take a break?"

The light from the small window was projected on Song Qinglan's face.

At this moment, I just came out of the mission loop, and the face still kept the clean and refreshing just coming out of the capsule.

Song Qinglan's appearance is actually in line with most people's aesthetics. He has high brow bones, a stiff nose, deep eye sockets and extremely dark pupils, and his lips are not thin or thick. He is handsome and decent. But he is a man born with a bit of a nasty temperament, he speaks and does things and loves not to take the ordinary way, so he always gives people a feeling of rebelliousness.

"For you."

The bottle of water touched the back of his hand again during the monsoon rain.

Probably because she is not good at expressing concern, Song Qinglan's tone cannot be regarded as patient: "You even turned the chest of drawers."

This refers to the last time the mission was restarted, when the park management office found water to drink during the monsoon rains. Song Qinglan was looking for water just now and took some time to find it in the chest of drawers.

Received water during the rainy season: "Thank you Team Song."

Song Qinglan looked out the window and analyzed the situation: "Do you have an impression of the car you just ran into?"

Because of the altitude, the light only shines on the eyes during the monsoon rains.

Those pupils were turned into amber by the light, and people couldn't help but wonder how many things the owner of these pupils could remember in his mind.

"Yes." said during the rainy season, "it is the same car we drove into the Runjin Building last time."

Song Qinglan remembered the last time they came out of the back door of the warehouse and drove to an intersection, and a space car rushed towards them. It was the monsoon rain that they suddenly shouted "Turn left" before they managed to escape and rush into the building. inside.

That location just now happened to be a crossroad!

Wait, Song Qinglan suddenly remembered what she told him in the bathroom of Runjin Building during the monsoon rain.

When he asked Monsoon, "If it wasn't for me to be crazy, I remember you should have escaped into the car", and Monsoon's answer was-"Yes, but not very lucky. I just ran away in the car and drove out. , I was hit and killed by the space vehicle I encountered just now."

Song Qinglan understood why her reaction was abnormal during the monsoon rains.

No need to say when the monsoon rains, he said with certainty: "It was also the first time the mission failed. Did you drive the car right?"

The feeling of weirdness surged in an instant.

The hearts of both of them sank, and a chill quieted behind them.

On the other side of the space vehicle, the teammates are still completely unaware of the topics they are discussing. The survivors who are still analyzing here are about to quarrel.

Song Qinglan habitually folded her hands on her chest: "This time and space are fixed after the anchor point is set. I guess some things may happen fixedly, just like the game story has a plot point, which will produce different results according to our different choices. We were in the convenience store two times before, so we drove that car, but this time we made a different choice. We chose a space car..."

"Like you said, some things happen regularly. Then we didn't drive that car, but other survivors might." Song Qinglan couldn't see him clearly when she walked away from the window during the rainy season and leaned her back against the car wall. Faced, "Didn't we still see the thick smoke in the Runjin Building? Also, every time I meet the woman who rushes out of the building to ask for help, they are all survivors."

Song Qinglan thought for a few seconds, her frown stretched slightly: "You are right."

In any case, this topic cannot be confirmed now.

They can't turn around and look back to see what happened to that car. The most important thing at the moment is how to find clues, end this **** task as soon as possible, and return to their timeline.

"If we encounter other survivors, we have to collect information from them."

Song Qinglan finished speaking and was about to go away, but paused again and stopped.

Song Qinglan actually took away the bottle of mineral water when her hands were empty during the monsoon rains.

Then, he unscrewed the bottle cap for him.

"We have won the time difference, and the time is much better than last time."

The water was stuffed back into the hands during the monsoon rains.

During the rainy season: "..."

Is this a special care? Still think he really can't unscrew it?

"Besides, it's safe now, and one time is always better than one time."

The other person is still standing in a position where the light can shine, with slightly raised eyebrows, with a carefree expression, "Even if you can't forget, you must first drive the bad picture out of your mind and don't let it occupy your mind. You. Don't think about getting tired into work-related injuries at this time."

At 6:52 in the morning.

The metal space car rolled all the way and arrived at the bookstore without resistance.

When everyone got out of the car, they all felt nauseous.

The original smooth and clean car shell was stained with rotten meat, and the front of the car was still stuck in the intestines, like a car of stinky rotten meat being thrown on the front of the slaughter car, all colors.

Hearing the sound of the car, the zombies wandering near the bookstore called "hoho" and rushed over. The breath of living people is a sweet breakfast, and they are excited about it.

This time the mission was restarted, and the teammates still saw these things up close. After a wild sweep, more zombies rushed out from the corners and streets.

Duan Wen kicked open the bookstore door: "Quick, come in!"

Everyone filed in.

An elderly zombie behind the counter stumbling over and rushed straight to the nearest monsoon.

This scene had already been expected during the monsoon rains, but before the shot could be fired, the zombie was shot and killed by someone next to him.

The round-faced twin teammates looked calm and composed.

During the rainy season: "Thank you, Tang Le."

Tang Le: "..."

During the rainy season, the guns were put away and went to the bookshelf.

Tang Le was puzzled and turned his head: "Counselor Ji can really tell the difference!"

His brother Tang Qibai gave him a look: "I'm something you can pretend? Go and take a look behind!"

"Oh." Tang Le strangled Li Chun's neck, "Go, go to the back with your brother!"

Li Chun was strangled and coughed: "I'm just a **** logistics! Brother Wen, take care of you!"

Duan Wengang locked the door and was busy connecting the pocket drone to the communicator, intending to check the situation nearby: "You are not free, Brother Wen!"

Zhou Mingxuan raised the gun in his hand and said to Song Qinglan: "Team Song, I will check upstairs."

Song Qinglan hooked her lips: "Okay."

It seems that even if Zhou Mingxuan can't remember the last time, he will still choose the high place like the last time. Maybe this is the sniper's habit.

Seven people in a room.

This team has never been so neat before. Listening to the lively conversations of the people, the tense spirit during the monsoon rains feels a little relaxed.

Then, at a glance, he saw the book he hadn't found last time on the bookshelf at the door.

As the only person who has saved the memory of the previous two mission failures, Song Qinglan is curious about this so-called clue: ""Golden Crow One: Propagation"? What does this have to do with the Dark Chaser?"

The book has been opened during the rainy season.

I was reading at the speed of one eye and ten lines, and when I saw a certain keyword, I answered without looking up: "Golden Crow is the meaning of the sun, and the alias is also called Chiwu."

Seeing that he had quickly entered the search and retrieval state, Song Qinglan had doubts in her heart, but she was temporarily suppressed.

They came to the bookstore ahead of schedule this time. There are still seven or eight hours before the Black Wall moved to the bookstore. This is enough for them to work out where to go for their next purpose, and enough to see what they are looking for during the rainy season. It's over.

The bookstore is still in the state they saw when they first came.

All the books were in their original positions, and there were no traces of being touched. Naturally, the cans that Li Chun threw on the ground were gone.

According to Song Qinglan's observation, every time the mission is restarted, everything on the PU-31 will be cleared and return to the state where they had never been before, just in line with their guess of the time anchor.

The teammates came back after their inspections.

Duan Wen had already put the drone out and watched the picture sent back by the drone get farther and farther away. Song Qinglan reminded: "Pay attention to the black wall."

Last time the drone disappeared after hitting the black wall.

Duan Wen was startled slightly, his expression changed.

Song Qinglan was keenly aware of this: "What is the starting point?"

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It is difficult for a man in his 30s to describe the feeling in his heart now.

Song Qinglan squeezed the other party's shoulder. Needless to say the comfort between the brothers, let's just talk about the business: "Look at the map first. After about 14 o'clock this afternoon, the black wall will come from this direction at a very fast speed. Whether it’s a circle or a cross-section, because it’s too large, we still have no way of telling it. But we know it will get here, so we can only move it in the opposite direction with fewer zombies."

He drew a line along the picture sent back by the drone.

"Now we have a space vehicle. Without a clue, we have to keep as far as possible from being overtaken by the black wall." Song Qinglan said, "Before there is a clue, we will spend it with it. Now we can. First, in this determined moving direction, identify some locations that may have food and necessities, and mark them one by one so that we can prepare for consumption."

After he finished speaking, he faced everyone: "I am idle now and I am idle, what do you think or want to ask?"

Li Chun raised his hand.

Song Qinglan lifted her chin: "Say."

Li Chun glanced in the direction of Ji Yushi, and whispered, "Team Song, I want to ask, what is your relationship with Consultant Ji now?"

Song Qinglan's dark eyes are deep: "I am the captain, what do you think is my relationship with him?"

"No, how do I feel? Just made a capsule. After you came out, you two were different? You both didn't talk before you set off. Now it seems that many things are only known to you two, and we old players are mixed up. Not coming in anymore."

Li Chun bit his scalp and finished speaking, and the girls who still followed him soaked "babble" twice, and Song Qinglan kicked him on the ass.

I jumped a few steps away and still wasn't convinced: "I don't think I alone, Brother Wen, don't you think?"

Duan Wen always remembered a little bit more than Li Chun. He hesitated while fiddling with the drone: "Well, I saw the bottle cap screwed in the space vehicle."

Zhou Mingxuan added: "I have been whispering for a long time."

Tang Le wanted to persuade a little bit, but he just stopped talking.

But even Tang Qi, who is relatively stable, nodded: "There is one thing to say, it's a little intimate. I'm a little jealous."

Others: "Plus one."

"Add a fart." Song Qinglan said coldly, "Don't die every time you fucking, don't even be inferior to the non-staff personnel, I am also close to you."

The team members make birds and beasts scattered.

The rest of the text looked at the map and did not dare to speak.

Song Qinglan stood beside Duan Wen and looked at it for a while, and pointed out one point: "What is this building?"

In the drone screen, the huge building in the shape of a circular bowl caught Song Qinglan's attention.

The metal covering the surface of the building reflects light under the sun's rays.

Duan Wen: "I haven't seen it. Look at this shape, is it factory-like...but it's too big."

Song Qinglan said: "Take it down, anyway, this direction is on the way, you can pay attention to it then."

Duan Wen: "Yes."

Inadvertently, Song Qinglan found something on the bookshelf, somewhat familiar.

He walked over and his expression sank.

This is a small square pill box with a clean surface and no signs.

It's during the rainy season.

After he picked it up under the counter last time, he originally planned to pass it along with the water to the monsoon rain and let him take medicine during the monsoon rain.

At that time, it happened to be interrupted by Tang Qi who appeared outside the French window, and Song Qinglan conveniently placed everything on this bookshelf.

That's right, this is the bookshelf and the seventh partition in front of me.

Song Qinglan does not have hypermemia, but has always been confident in her memory, but at this time he rarely doubted.

During the monsoon rain, with his back facing the French window, the zombies outside the window gathered a new wave, and the nails scratched the glass and made an unpleasant grinding noise.

This did not disturb reading during the rainy season.

Perceiving Song Qinglan approaching, she raised her head during the monsoon rain, something flickering in her beautiful eyes: "I see! PU-31 turned out to be—"

With that look, combined with the ridicule of his teammates, Song Qinglan felt a little strange in her heart-the same as when he was looking for the monsoon in the training room last time.

When he interrupted the rainy season: "Counselor Ji, did you take out the pill box just now?"

During the monsoon rains, the topic was cut off, so I had to say: "No."

Song Qinglan handed him the things: "Then is this yours?"

During the rainy season, he took the pill box and looked at it, and then said "Yes".

Immediately afterwards, he took out an object from his pocket and placed it in his palm.

The two pill boxes are exactly the same.

He opened the one Song Qinglan handed him, and saw that there were two missing pills in the small square grid.

And the other one is still full.

The author has something to say:

after a while.

Song Qinglan: I admit that we are a little close.