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I clapped my hands, thinking that the lights would go out in an instant to suit my needs, highlighting my style of having everything under my control.

But in this second when nothing happened,

Looking at Klim who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and feeling the unbearable gaze of Tang Bing next to him, Fangran felt that he could hardly hold back the deformed smile on his face.

Ah...it seems a little different from what I thought...?

etc!

After being stunned for a second, Fangran immediately realized the problem. If the lighting did not go out as planned, that is to say...

Something happened over there at Jotta! ! !

"Um...Your Excellency, may I ask..."

"No! Sorry, help me take care of the gourd first! I'll be right back!"

At the moment when she realized that the plan had gone wrong, Fangran dropped the words and rushed out of the door before Klim could finish his sentence.

Krim, who seemed to be at a loss as he was asked to take care of the child by an acquaintance, was left behind, and Tang Bing, who seemed to have been asked to take care of the child as a child, had a dark look on his face.

Even though he is wearing formal clothes, his movements are vigorous and quick, and the sound of leather shoes running on the corridor floor tiles is rapid.

The location of the control room should be underground...

He rushed into the emergency escape passage from the second floor where the ball hall was located, unbuttoned his suit that was in the way, and then jumped directly from the gap between the stairs!

Osphia should have lured away the only participant here, so what happened next?

ambush? Helping hand?

Did Jota get caught by them? ?

Calmly thinking about the worst possibility, with his suit flying down and his eyes darkening, Haiji and Mullin appeared next to Fangran, flying into the basement where the control room was before him.

"who!?"

The moment he pushed the door open and broke in, the two figures in sunglasses had been exposed in Fangran's field of vision for a long time. Just when he was about to take out the gun, he saw the black figure flash in front of his eyes, and then he fainted immediately!

He casually dealt with the two soldiers and did not relax his vigilance. He first confirmed the situation in the control room, but when he did not find the imaginary enemy, he subconsciously searched the field of vision on this floor.

Fangran was suddenly startled.

His clenched palms slowly relaxed, and even the darkness in his eyes slowly dissipated. He walked lightly towards the other side of the control room. After entering the room that was probably the employee locker room,

Jota's huddled figure was found in the innermost compartment.

He lowered his head and gritted his teeth tremblingly, pulling his hair with his fingers so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Putting aside her worries, Fangran slowly walked up to him, squatted down, and spoke softly with a sigh of relief:

"Jota?"

"Sorry...sorry...Fangran..."

The words he choked with sobs were extremely difficult, and he was choked with sobs as if he could hardly breathe. The guilt and regret burned his heart, so Jota could only tear his hair off and bury his head. His words were weak and hoarse with the sound of crying.

"I'm sorry...I couldn't...do it..."

The moment I saw someone coming from the surveillance camera, I remembered the malice I had experienced from others, and the fear that came back instantly shattered the newly established confidence.

Listening to the footsteps that sounded like a countdown, my collar was soaked with sweat, I couldn't lift my wrists, my eyes were wide open and trembling,

Jotta instinctively hid.

"sorry Sorry..."

Facing Fangran, he could only repeat this apology, self-loathing, self-blame and guilt completely overflowing in his heart.

"Obviously the other party is just a few ordinary people...Obviously I should be able to defeat them...Obviously now that everyone is trapped...I should also do something...do something like you, Fangran What...that's why I...but..."

Jota choked and cried out all the ugliness he felt, and then his voice became smaller as he gritted his teeth. He closed his eyes and admitted his cowardice with tears flowing down his face.

"I am afraid..."

And listening to his words at this moment,

Hearing all the sadness and fear in his voice, and hearing that he was still thinking about such things, Fangran looked at the young man crying in front of him, as if he had seen himself after that night in the capital,

He suddenly realized that Jota looked a lot like him.

He did not experience the awakening scene normally. He stayed in that dark cabin and wrote novels that only he could see. Even though he was a participant, he was just a child who had not had time to grow up...

Thinking back to the comfort that the recovery gave me that night, this time I wanted to be someone else to rely on.

"Listen, Jota,"

So he patted Yota's shoulder gently, and said with a gentle tone, still smiling like he was on the rooftop of Tokyo that night:

"Did you know? Originally, I planned to solve the problem with Osphia tonight."

The moment she heard his soft words, her choking stopped slightly, and Jota heard the memory of Fangran chuckle.

"Because the Jota I know is timid, afraid of strangers, has social anxiety and delusions of persecution. He huddles in a dark room and ties himself to a chair..."

"He would have absolutely no guts to take part in the operation."

The next second when he was ashamed in front of the facts, Yota suddenly heard Fangran chuckle:

"So do you know how surprised I was the moment I saw you come forward?"

He raised his head in shock, his face blurred with tears.

"For a first time, you've done a great job,"

When he saw the longing figure in front of him, he was extremely serious and convinced, and spoke softly.

"The moment of success is certainly precious, but the failure that makes you regret to tears is also rare,"

Then Yota was stunned to see Fangran patting his shoulder vigorously, winking at himself, and a cheerful and encouraging smile appeared on his face.

"You have already shown your courage, be more confident!!"

"And you don't need to apologize to me, I'm your companion."

Looking at his entranced face covered with tears, his body shimmering and about to be recalled by the scene, Fangran stood up, patted his chest and assured him:

"It's just a matter of tying a ticket and then forcing the security guard to rush out. It's a small problem. Who do you think I am!"

Then at this moment when he was about to fulfill his promise, he remembered something important and turned around with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, Qing Ning is at the Observatory in Greenwich. Remember to find her."

Sitting on the ground and staring blankly at his figure, listening to his words of encouragement despite this, a sour feeling rushed into his eyes, making his vision blurry and unable to see anything.

The anguish and regret were so intense that they were unprecedented in his life, making Jota grit his teeth almost to the point of bleeding.

"One more time! Give me another chance!"

There was still regret and fear in his choked cry, but his tearful eyes were filled with urgent light, making him cry with all his strength and shout:

"I will definitely be able to help you, Fang Ran! Definitely!!"

The weight of tears hit the ground, like a vow.

Fang Ran, who heard his words, looked back slightly in trance, then looked at Jota and nodded with a smile.

"Well, I'll wait."

I once thought about the reason why everyone rescued me from the North Pole...

Kindness?

No, except for Sister Su, none of them know that I am Night Crow.

Is it the same as me that night in Beijing? I don’t want to see someone around me die, and my daily selfishness is shattered...?

Probably not.

It wasn't until recently that I slowly understood...

Just because I am a member of the night bureau.

After glancing at the two unconscious figures and the direction of the control room, Fangran turned and walked upstairs to the room where he was just now. He rearranged his suit and buttoned it up, thinking about the flight back to China. Think clearly about the answer.

It's different from family, love, or friendship, but like Qing Ning's rightful words, "Of course I'll help you."

It's simply a 'bond' born from the night game connection.

This is what my brother wanted to tell me on the plane,

I'm not alone.

Recalling Jota's final resolute look just now, the moment he realized this, he felt joy from the bottom of his heart for some reason.

The curve of the chuckle at the corner of his mouth widened uncontrollably, and his mood was so light that he wanted to fly. Fangran opened the door of the meeting room just now, and saw Klim and Tang Bing looking nervous for some reason. own.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

At the moment when he asked the question with a smile in a light and good mood, Fangran suddenly felt the breath of the wind elf, and across the long distance, Ophia's voice that consumed an unknown amount of magic energy rang in his ears.

"Fang...! Leave...there! This is a trap!!!"

The moment when his eyes stagnated,

The restriction ring suddenly surrounded Fangran's body, and physical suppression and mental interference took effect at the same time!

Space fluctuations suddenly appeared in this room. After the light beams lit up one after another, seven B-level figures appeared in front of him!

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