perfect traverser

Chapter 43 PSYCHO-PASS13

"Cunning Shenya, you still haven't made any progress." He was easily subdued by him.

The subdued Koya Shinya grabbed the gun on the ground, and was about to shoot at Makishima Shōgo very quickly.

After the gunshots, Makishima Shenghu was not injured in any way.

Wan Zi looked at his bleeding arm, and said indifferently to Makishima Shenghu, "Makishima, kill him."

Seeing the wound on Wan Zi's hand, Makishima Shenghu's heart tightened for no reason, and he picked up the knife and stabbed it fiercely into the leg of Shinya cunning.

At the same time, with a bang, Wan Zi was knocked down to the ground.

In the dizziness, Wan Zi saw the culprit clearly. He was smashed once and twice, so he definitely had a grudge against the guard Zhu!

In this way, a good opportunity just disappeared.

The heroine is disgusting, Wan Zi stood up, watching the cunning Shinya break free from Makishima Shenghu's restraint.

Then, let's run away first, Wan Zi took the lead in making the best choice.

"Are you injured!?" Wan Zi looked at the blood behind him in surprise. No way, it will be exposed, and both of them will die.

"A little injury." Makishima Shenghu said with a smile, and then went straight to the truck in the warehouse. Now, it seems that the policemen can't catch them.

Without hesitation, he started the car, Makishima Shenghu pulled Wan Zi into the car, and rushed out all the way!

It's a pity that the truck's wheels were hit not far after walking, and the unbalanced truck skidded all the way and rushed into the wheat field.Finally hit the ground hard.

Wan Zi looked at Makishima Shenghu's bleeding head, and helped him walk out of the car.

Unsurprisingly, he saw Chang Shou Zhu, should it be said that his ghost is lingering?

Wan Zi picked up the pistol scattered on the ground and pointed it at Chang Shou Zhu, wanting to send her off for the last time.

[System warning!You can't kill Changshu Zhu, the main character in this world! 】

The sudden warning made Wan Zi a little surprised. He sneered, and ignored the warning from the system that he hadn't seen for a long time. There was a burst of extremely strong current!

There was a gloomy look in Wan Zi's eyes, it seemed that Chang Shouzhu could not be killed, Wan Zi felt unwilling for a while, but it was not bad, this world must leave some fun for Makishima Shenghu, right?

Then, Wan Zi turned around and supported Makishima and walked towards the wheat field step by step, just like they used to commit crimes together, slowly and leisurely.

Soon after, that cunning Shin will come after him, and one of him and Makishima will die, but now, only one of them can die if they all think that they are Makishima Saint Guardian.

This is the biggest win-win situation, according to Wanzi's analysis.

He has never faced death so calmly, just like a person who has lived for many years, and finally has only one kind of acceptance for death, a flat acceptance.

"Hey, Makishima, look, you are not alone in the end." Wan Zi suddenly said to the people beside him.

His words attracted the attention of Makishima Shenghu, but Makishima did not respond to Wan Zi's words.

"Tell me, are the people in this society a single individual or an interconnected group." Wan Zike didn't expect Makishima Shenghu to give him an answer, so after saying this, he looked at the seemingly rejected Glancing at the blood-stained sky, he took out a handkerchief from his clothes, looked at Makishima Shenghu's blood-stained face, and Wan Zi quietly wiped the blood. Speaking of which, this handkerchief was used to wipe the razor back then. But, whatever it is, Makishima Shōgo doesn't mind now.

"You have been silent, I thought you would just admit defeat?" After wiping Makishima's face, Wan Zi put the handkerchief in his pocket, looking at someone who seemed very decadent and provocative.

"Admit defeat?" Makishima repeated these two words playfully, and then his eyes became sharper, "I never thought this was a gamble. Since it is not a gamble, then there will be no winner or loser."

"But now, it seems that we will be the ones who will die?" He said straightforward words without mercy, without any fear of death.

At this time, the evening wind seemed to be eager to go home, the wheat fields were rustling, and the air was filled with the scent of wheat.

"However, it is also possible that only one person will die." Wan Zi said another possibility, looking at Makishima Shenghu, "Tell me, will it be you or me?"

"No one will die." At this time, Makishima, who still seemed to be winning, concluded.

It's a pity that Wan Zi won't be persuaded so easily, some of them will die, why they are so sure is probably because of the system's warning.

Knowing that now, he is sure that Makishima Shenghu is just a villain boss, not the protagonist. Although he had vaguely guessed it before, he is now completely sure.

So, if someone must die, so be it.

"Tell me, what does it feel like at the moment of death?" Wan Zi said casually, as if he wanted to try it himself.

"You won't have this chance!" Makishima Shenghu said sharply, at least not now, without his permission now!

It's just that Makishima Shenghu didn't finish his words, and what he saw in the end was darkness. Before he fell into a coma, he only saw the corner of Wan Zi's mouth curled up.

"Oh, the final ending is going to change now." He pulled the unconscious person up, walked slowly to the depths of the wheat field, and then put the person in a hidden place that was not easy to be found, and then turned to the side of the wheat field. Run up the hill.

Finally, stopped at the edge of the city.

He looked at the city not far away and sat on the ground.

It was getting late at this time.

The gusts of wind that were blowing also became a little cold, and he looked at the clothes that belonged to Makishima Shōgo on his body.He pulled his clothes to cover the blood on his body.

The wind is still blowing the endless wheat fields behind.

Soon after, footsteps came from behind, and finally stopped barely behind him.

"Cunning Shenye, after you kill me, there will be no one like me again." Wan Zi said quietly, without looking back at the people behind him, anyway, they will all die in the end, so it's better to look again Look at the last scenery of this world.

"No, but I don't want to meet someone like you again." Unexpectedly, Qiao Nie Shen also said his most calm answer.

"Really?" Listening to the answer, Wan Zi felt nothing in her heart.

He looked up at the dark sky and closed his eyes.

The voice of "Shushasha" suddenly became louder.

At this time, there was a "bang", which covered up the rustling of the wheat field.

Chang Shou Zhu, who was in the distance, heard this voice, and burst into tears suddenly, "Cunning." Chang Shou Zhu called this name, not knowing whether it was sadness or joy.

She lowered her head and looked at the wet ground, but there was no reaction.

Is it the end?

A few days later, a white-haired man sat quietly on the sofa.

"Is a person an individual or an interconnected group?" This is the question that person asked in that final relationship.

At that time, he did not answer.

He pondered, is a person an individual or a group?

In this society, everyone is lonely, everyone is empty, no one needs the existence of others, any talent can find a substitute, and any relationship can be replaced.

He looked at the huge glass jar, which contained half of his body.

But why?

He always felt a bout of emptiness.

This person who died quietly without his consent, then, he can only stay with himself in the end, can't he?

His fingers gently caressed the last body left by that person, with tenderness in his eyes.

The Sibyl system, he will destroy it in the end, this is the common goal of him and Wan Zi.

Sly Shinya, the next time we meet, it will be the moment of your death.

Makishima Shenghu has never had much affection, but this time, the price he paid was a bit high.

He withdrew his hand, took out the blood-stained handkerchief in his clothes, and held it carefully in his hand.

why?

In the end, he was still alone.

The final answer to the question Wan Zi asked also became out of reach.

The world is still so disgusting, Makishima Seigo looked at the bright lights of the city.It must be interesting to see the expressions on the faces of these people who have been severely concealed, waiting for the day when they know the truth.

It was his last bit of pleasure in a world weary of him.

Wan Zi chewed the name lightly on the tip of his tongue. Makishima Shenghu didn't simply believe that this person died just like that. How could a person who couldn't find any trace die so easily?Although his body was lying quietly in front of him, Makishima Shenghu was not so easily deceived, but he was waiting, waiting for the day when he would meet Wanzi again.

The final drama isn't over yet.

He Makishima Shōgo sighed, as if pity or pity.

He opened the book that was first taken away by Wan Zi, and recited quietly, as if whispering to his lover, "Life is just a walking shadow, a clumsy and pitiful figure gesticulating on the stage." People, appearing on the stage for a moment, then quietly retreating without a sound, this is a story told by a fool, full of noise and commotion, but pointing to nothing." (1)

Makishima Shōgo closed the book, "What do you think?"

In the darkness, a voice came, "So who is this poor shadow?"

Without responding to this question, Makishima Shōgo turned his head, looked at the person in the dark and suddenly smiled brightly.

"Well, who knows?"

The author has something to say: The article (1) quotes from Shakespeare's "Macbeth".

This world is finally over, hey, what about the next world?

Or forget about tutoring, hehe.

small theater

Wan Zi: Stop, stop,,

Makishima (with an evil smile): Do you really want to stop?

Wan Zi: Peat!You have a try!

Makishima (helpless): Alright.

Saying that, she took back the hand on Wan Zi's waist.

Seeing someone who was finally obedient, Wan Zi got up and rubbed his waist: You can't even rub your waist, what would you do!

The author who wants to be crooked:,,,,,,