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After listening to Shang Jianyao’s description, Jiang Baiman nodded, did not speak.

Bai Chen and Long Yuehong also suddenly felt a little heavy and didn’t know how to respond.

“Which floor to go? Those two elevators should work.” After a few seconds, Jiang Baiman glanced at the white LCD screen on the blue background and said.

At this time, the numbers representing the other two elevators are displayed normally.

“The sixth floor, right? The room before, we searched carefully, it should be the safest place.” Bai Chen put forward his own opinion.

“Okay.” Jiang Baiman nodded lightly, smiled and said, “Moreover, even if Qiao Chu returned, I would never have imagined that we would still dare to stay there. It just happened to hit him completely unprepared.”

While speaking, she took a few steps forward and pressed the button with her hand holding “ice moss”.

Soon, the silver black door of an elevator opened, giving off a slightly stale atmosphere.

Jiang Baiman checked carefully and walked inside first:
“No problem.”

When Shang Jianyao and the others entered, the elevator doors slowly closed and moved up steadily.

When they left, they not at all closed the door of Room 605, just let it be hidden.

Nowadays, there are white rays of light inside, showing the metal door cracks quite shiny.

As soon as Shang Jianyao opened the door, Jiang Baiman suddenly stretched out a hand to block in front of him.

“There are people inside.” Jiang Baiman said solemnly.

“How many?” Shang Jianyao is like asking how many guests are there.

Long Yuehong raised his muzzle under stress and was ready to shoot.

Jiang Baiman took a slow breath and glanced at Shang Jianyao:
“One.”

“Qiao Chu is definitely not as fast as us… The powerful should all rush to the’Urban Wisdom Network Control Center’… Those without the strength will not act alone…” Bai Chen quickly analyzed, ” Either all the companions died, and the hunter was looking for a place to hide alone, but this is a coincidence. The ruins of this city are so big and the houses are that many, how could we just choose the one we stayed before? Or the original owner of this house , A’unintentional’, after the light came on, following instinct, came back.”

“Yes, my intellect tells me that the probability of the former is slightly equal to zero, but didn’t we happen to encounter so many things along the way and finally came here? People, you can’t be hard-talking, I’d rather be more on guard.” Jiang Baiman wanted to say, “This may be our bad fate recently,” but he was afraid of stimulating Long Yuehong, so he changed his statement forcibly.

Just as she was about to give an order to change the hiding room, Shang Jianyao suddenly opened the mouth and said:

“I want to go in and take a look.”

“Um…” Jiang Baiman groaned, “Look, I’m also curious about what the original owner of this room was like. Be careful.”

Shang Jianyao nodded, carrying an assault rifle, cautiously entered room 605.

Compared with when they left, there is almost no change here, except that the white tiles and the brown floor reflect the light, bringing out the warmth of hard to describe.

After entering a certain range, without Jiang Baiman reminding him, Shang Jianyao can sense where the person is.

“He” is deep in the corridor, in the small bedroom on the right.

Shang Jianyao stepped closer, and soon saw that the bedroom door was open, and orange rays of light flowed out.

On the not-wide bed inside, there are blue sheets with many golden stars on the surface, and there is a person lying on it.

She should be a female, with a slightly rickety body, her face is dry and wrinkled, like dried orange peel, and her hair is long and messy, all white.

Looking at this woman, Shang Jianyao instantly understood where the white hair he found on the pillow in this bedroom came from.

At the same time, he also recognized the other person. This is a “unintentional person” he had seen during the night.

This “unintentional person” has pulled up a messy and curled quilt set with a bed sheet, covering half of his body.

At this time, she stretched out her hands, holding this thing, and watching intently there.

Her sleeves are pink, some are whitish, and they don’t seem to fit well.

Perceiving Shang Jianyao coming, this “unintentional” looked up at him, then lowered his head and looked at the booklet in his hand.

Shang Jianyao stared at him for a while, holding the assault rifle, and walked over there gently.

Jiang Baiman behind him wanted to remind him, but he saw Shang Jianyao squatting down, squatting beside the bed, and looking at the things in her hands with the “unintentional”.

Thinking for a second, Jiang Baiman followed, leaned over Shang Jianyao’s head, and looked at the booklet.

Based on her experience and insights, she recognized at a glance that this should be an album.

Every page of this album is made of transparent plastic, and there are many colorful photos in it.

Jiang Baiman first saw a little girl.

She is dressed in furry and cute. She is being held by a young woman with a dignified and graceful smile, crying very sadly.

At this moment, the “unintentional” turned the album and came to the next page.

And this also allowed Jiang Baiman to see the back of the photo just now.

The white there is slightly yellow, and someone wrote a sentence with a black pen:

“When my daughter was one year old.”

Jiang Baiman seemed to understand something, and as the “unintentional man” flipped over, he looked at other photos.

In those photos, the little girl grows up, or rides on a man’s shoulder, or is held by men and women who appear repeatedly in the photos, or wears a green rare beast costume with a tail, or a pink dress that matches the skin White and tender.

Behind these photos, there are the same black handwriting.

They wrote separately:

“When my daughter was two years old.”

“When she was three years old.”

“When she was four years old.”

When the album was over, the handwriting stayed at “When she was seven years old”.

Jiang Baiman silently read these photos, raised his head, and once again looked at the “unintentional” lying on the bed.

Her body is slightly rickety, her face is dry and full of wrinkles, like dried orange peel, and her hair is long and messy, all white.

Jiang Baiman closed his eyes and moved to Shang Jianyao’s ears:
“Let’s not disturb her.”

Shang Jianyao nodded, slowly stood up and returned to the living room area.

Jiang Baiman wiped his eyes and pointed outside:
“Let’s change the place.”

Bai Chen and Long Yuehong have no objection to this.

It didn’t take long for them to find a temporary hiding spot on the eighth floor.

The layout here is exactly the same as Room 605.

“Jeep and armored vehicles can only be seen from the windows of the restaurant, Bai Chen, you go there to monitor.” After checking room 805, Jiang Baiman looked around and began to issue tasks, “Long Yuehong, you are here at the French window, observe The movement of the street outside. Shang Jianyao and I will rest for a while, and we will rotate you one hour later.”

“Yes, team leader!” Bai Chen and Long Yuehong each took their weapons and came to the best position.

Shang Jianyao did not rest. He found a place with a jack and took out the palm speakers and various small instruments, tools, components, and wiring from his tactical backpack.

“Don’t rush to fix it, right?” Jiang Baiman saw his intention.

While Shang Jianyao is holding the brilliance of the fluorescent lamp, trying out the tools one by one, while replied:

“This is very important.”

“Why?” Jiang Baiman was a little surprised.

“Don’t you think that musical accompaniment can make you perform better at critical moments?” Shang Jianyao said without looking up, “This speaker looks like it has its own memory chip, and there must be an old world inside. Music.”

“…I don’t think.” Jiang Baiman gave up persuading.

Anyway, she doesn’t feel that she can really rest here, because the existence of “advanced unintentional people” and distorted creatures makes her feel uneasy about Long Yuehong, a novice.

She said she was going to rest, but in fact she just closed her eyes and Soul Nurturing, and she still felt distracted and all around.

In that case, what Shang Jianyao wants to do, do it.

With the physique of a genetically modified person, I stayed up for one or two nights, and I am still full of energy.

When Shang Jianyao concentrated on repairing the speakers, Long Yuehong watched the outside while looking into the distance.

Although there is only the eighth floor here, he can still see the lights of the entire city spreading like stars.

——Although he hasn’t seen the night with dazzling stars, at least he has seen photos and can make corresponding associations.

I don’t know how long after watching this, he finally sighed:

“It’s so beautiful…”

In addition to beauty, he feels that such a scene also contains a certain unique flavor, but he cannot describe it.

After another while, Long Yuehong said sincerely:
“Unfortunately, this place is too short. If you can see it from a high place, it will definitely be more beautiful.”

Hearing these words, Jiang Baiman stood up and walked to the French window.

She stared for a long time, smiling and said:
“Do you want to go to the top of the building to try?”
“While it is still quiet,’everyone’ is very polite.”

“Okay.” Long Yuehong responded immediately.

“Are you going?” Jiang Baiman turned around and asked about Shang Jianyao and Bai Chen.

“Yes.” Bai Chen knows that now is the stage to relax a little.

“I’m almost done.” Shang Jianyao stood up and stuffed all the mess into his tactical backpack, holding only the small speaker with a blue background and a black surface, “I don’t know if the long-lasting battery is still Can it be used.”

“Let’s go, let’s go, come back and try again.” Jiang Baiman urged.

They quickly took the elevator to the top floor, then climbed the stairs, opened the gate, and entered the rooftop.

Before they got close to the edge of the bust wall, they saw the scene around the building:
One after another lights are densely distributed in all directions, emitting yellowish or whitish rays of light.

Some of them are located on the side of the road, some are from different buildings, and some are erected on a high level. They are like a lighthouse in the boundless ocean, each illuminating an area, and they are like the bright stars flowing slowly in the night sky .

Near these lights, either silhouette flashes or vehicles pass by, making them more moving.

“It’s magnificent…” Long Yuehong once again uttered a sincere emotion.

Jiang Baiman, Shang Jianyao and the others did not speak, standing on the edge of the rooftop, staring at the picture in a dream.

They have learned so hard that they can’t find suitable words to describe them.

I don’t know how long it took, Shang Jianyao suddenly backed down two steps and squatted down.

“At this time, you have to accompany a song…” He put down the speaker, continued to play drums, and started debugging.

At this time, in the direction of the “Urban Wisdom Network Control Center”, there was another desolate roar that pierced the sky.

The roar was still reverberating, and Jiang Baiman saw a bright fire burst out from the corresponding location.

“hong long!”

The deafening explosion sounded, drowning all the movement.

The gray-white airflow quickly gathers and rises upward, like a giant mushroom.

This makes the building where Jiang Baiman and the others are located can’t help being shiver coldly.

Shang Jianyao stood up subconsciously, walked to the side of his companion, and looked at the place.

When the billowing flames and air flow expanded, the lights in that area flickered several times and then went out.

This includes the building where the “Urban Intelligent Network Control Center” is located.

Immediately after that, in the entire city, whether it was the street lights on the street or the lit building glass, area after area was extinguished.

In just a few seconds, the city became extremely dark. Only the faint moonlight and starlight made the buildings on row upon row faintly discernible, like a monster hidden deep in a nightmare.

The silhouettes moving behind the windows, the “unintentional” busy outside, and the vehicles on the road are also swallowed up by the dense night and can no longer be seen.

The ruins of the entire city are once again dead silent.

Shang Jianyao and the others stared blankly for more than ten seconds, and the mood became heavy inexplicably.

They don’t know how to express such emotions, so they can only continue to stare.

After a while, they subconsciously bowed their heads and looked downstairs.

In the faint rays of light, a “unintentional person” crawled out of a window.

Her hair is all white and draped in a mess.

She climbed and jumped down slightly with difficulty, and soon disappeared in the shadow of the building, like an old ape.

Long Yuehong seemed to have been shocked and took two steps back as if he dared not look anymore.

He kicked the speaker that Shang Jianyao had placed on the floor.

The speaker suddenly uttered a sound like this.

The four members of the “Old Tune Team” instinctively looked back and looked over.

Almost at the same time, a sad and melodious female voice came from the speaker:

“Remember the past…

“The painful lovesickness cannot be forgotten…”

On the empty rooftop, in the boundless darkness, and in the dead city, this song is mournful among Jiang Baiman, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen standing quietly, tactfully up and echoing.

Note 1: Quoted from Wan Fang, “New Love”

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