Chapter 1945

... it was when Lin Sanjiu jumped into the air that he realized that there was someone on the ground.

Five or six minutes ago, when she climbed up to the top of the high wall from the outside, the moonlight seemed to be also touched by this little change under the night, which drew a dark blue cloud and detected a light. Lin Sanjiu at that time, although he had just climbed up the wall of dozens of meters, he did not dare to breathe at all, and was covered under the [protective force field].

Standing on the high wall, she glanced through the dark and silent night and the silhouette of the high and low buildings in the night by the moonlight.

This branch of the arsenal is smaller than that of the yellow spring, and the buildings are also simple and ordinary. It looks like boxes that have been scaled and stretched into different height shapes; Between the boxes, there are all kinds of pipes, passages and chimneys, and a few dark lights floating on the windows and iron doors.

Lin Sanjiu put on a respirator, opened the oxygen bottle, and carefully removed [protective position] from his body. She couldn't feel the "gas cover", and naturally didn't know where to start. The sooner she used the oxygen cylinder, the safer it would be - in order to buy enough oxygen cylinders, she sold all the [knitting mother] she bought before entering the confused palace.

She climbed down from the wall and checked the nearby ground back and forth with [consciousness scanning].

Although it was so easy for Lin Sanjiu to break in, the Arsenal did not seem to have been much harassed and looted, and it still seemed to be in order. In addition to a few accidentally opened doors, oneortwo pieces of garbage, as if at dawn, the gears will start to work, the smoke will rise into the air, and the staff will come and go in the sound of conversation - only a thick layer of ash on the ceiling and door handles confirmed that this is indeed an unmanned waste site.

In [scan of consciousness], each examination only brings the same result: she is the only one in this place.

Lin San Jiu felt a little strange in his heart.

In order to save oxygen and strength, when she climbed half way, she saw that the height was almost the same. She simply loosened her hands and jumped down to the ground.

Before her feet fell to the ground, a figure took a silent step from the shadow under the wall - a place she didn't know how many times she scanned and knew that there was no one at all.

How did this person avoid [consciousness scanning]?

In the shock, she didn't even have time to react. Lin Sanjiu twisted his body in midair, and his eyes hit the figure; When the other party stopped, she also fell to the ground with a "Dong", and [teach students according to their aptitude] immediately slipped out of her palm, pointed straight at the person, and shouted, "who is it?"

She blinked hard twice.

At this time, there were only twoorthree steps left between them, and the yinliang whip almost touched each other's coat collar. Although the moonlight was dim, she could roughly see each other clearly.

Just let Lin Sanjiu guess a hundred times, and she couldn't guess that it would be a McDonald's employee who came out of the empty shadow.

The word "m" on the short sleeved uniform shirt is undoubtedly the trademark of McDonald's, and there is a small name tag on the other side. The wide round faced young man wore a cap with a duck tongue on his head and a loose apron. The word "m" was reflected repeatedly in different corners - Lin Sanjiu could almost imagine him shoveling French fries into the carton under the light.

What's going on now? Is this man an evolutionist? Why dress up like this? How did he hide? Why——

Lin San Jiu hurriedly stopped his thoughts about smoking. They quickly stirred up in her mind and turned into an idea: what?

"Sorry," said the wide round faced young man, who was born like a good tempered old dog. He stepped back and said, "I, I didn't hear clearly -"

"I asked," Lin Sanjiu was confused again, but his wrist was as stable as steel. "Who are you?"

"Ah?" He was stunned, pointed to his badge, and seemed to be unsure of the situation. He hesitated and said, "my name is Oliver... I didn't or didn't hear your order clearly, because you wore... That on your face." He finished and glanced at her respirator.

Lin Sanjiu was stunned when it was his turn.

"Chicken burger, medium fries, take it away?" Oliver asked encouragingly.

Is all this an illusion?

However, a few seconds later, Oliver was still standing in front of her - a man who looked young enough to work on vacation, wearing a red McDonald's uniform and a red McDonald's hat, with a trained polite look on his face, was standing in the shadow of the faint Arsenal wall, waiting for her to pick up the kraft paper bag.

Lin Sanjiu didn't even know when the paper bag appeared.

"Tell me," she said, gritting her teeth. Her voice echoed vaguely in the night sky through the respirator. "Who are you? Why are you here? What is this?"

"What's your order?" Oliver glanced blankly at the kraft paper bag and said, "I work here... Oh, you also have a medium coke."

As if it was a memory as far away as the previous life, it hit my heart. Lin Sanjiu forgot that many years ago, before all the high temperature and degeneration had begun, she always ordered this set meal when she went to McDonald's occasionally.

She looked around nervously. Between the high and low buildings of the arsenal, it was still quiet and empty as before.

In fact, it's useless to see; Before she jumped down, she not only "looked", but also used all kinds of means. Didn't she realize that there was still an Oliver standing here? He seemed to float out of the air suddenly when Lin Sanjiu was about to fall to the ground.

"Tell me, this is --" Lin Sanjiu stopped talking, thought for a while, half sneering and half impatient said, "I guess it's useless to ask, you'll probably just pretend to be stupid for me."

"Ah?" Oliver moved uneasily. He seemed unaware of the whip that was almost stabbing his face, and handed her the kraft paper bag and the medium cola, which Lin Sanjiu still didn't know when the medium Cola appeared.

"You said you were an employee here," Lin Sanjiu waved his whip and asked, "I ask you, where is McDonald's? Is it a McDonald's where you are standing now?"

Oliver also looked around, and there was no big look on his face. He didn't speak, as if nothing was wrong with the environment around him.

"Do you want me to leave the meal here?" He asked as politely as he could.

The "leftovers" of the puppet master echoed in Lin Sanjiu's mind again. She looked down at the paper bag, clenched her teeth and said, "no, you can leave here with it now."

"Really?" Oliver was surprised. "What about the free meal that new customers can enjoy this month? Are you really -"

Before he finished this sentence, Lin Sanjiu suddenly stretched out the whip in his hand, cutting the air and hitting his body. As long as it happens, [teach students according to their aptitude] should at least provide her with a clue, at least enough for her to guess Oliver's identity?

However, when yinliang's whip was about to meet Oliver, she couldn't even say why - maybe it was all too weird and unreasonable, maybe her subconscious had been trying to analyze the situation, or maybe she felt Oliver floating a half polite smile in his afterglow. Lin Sanjiu's heart tightened, suddenly shook his wrist, and hurriedly turned [teach students according to their aptitude] into a card.

Can't touch, she felt as if she couldn't touch him.

The wind aroused by the whip crossed Oliver's face with the shadow, and several strands of hair falling from his hat flickered slightly.

Lin Sanjiu's palm was covered with cold sweat.

... he is a person with entity.

"Then I'll leave my things here," Oliver kept a smile on his face, bent down and put the kraft paper bag and coke in the paper cup on the stone brick floor. "If there is nothing else... Thank you for your patronage, and welcome to come again next time."

The words "wait a minute" got stuck in Lin Sanjiu's throat. Before she shook her words out, Oliver had stepped back and disappeared into the shadow under the high wall again.

No matter the pointer, flashlight, or "pure touch" and consciousness, they can no longer find any trace of Oliver in the broken shadow - as if no one had ever appeared.

If he was a projection, it would be all right, but Lin Sanjiu clearly saw just now that his hair could be blown by the outside wind.

What's going on?

In the sound of her breathing trapped by the cover, Lin Sanjiu vaguely heard the kraft paper bag blowing slightly by the night wind. Now, it's just her and the paper bag on the ground.

She had a dilemma about whether to open it or not. After thinking for a long time, she finally turned around and walked away, accelerated her pace, and quickly dodged into an alley.

She felt a small stone from the ground, aimed at the paper bag in the distance, stretched out her finger and flicked it gently; It hardly took her any effort, but the paper bag suddenly hit and splashed on the rear wall as if it had been hit by a shell - lettuce, broken bread, mayonnaise with broken pieces of paper scattered out, as if it had rained with French fries.

Lin Sanjiu was stunned again.

This time, she was stunned not because Oliver really gave her a bag of McDonald's; She was stunned because a hand closed her shoulder at an unknown time. A familiar voice that she thought she would never hear again in her dream was lying low in her ear and vaguely called her: "... Little wine."

She turned her head slowly.

A stretch almost deformed dark mouth squeezed Ren Nan's face into the edge of his head. Silver saliva, like a hanging silk thread, ticked on her shoulder.

I really want to say sorry to you. The reason why my update has become so dead these two days (anti-theft has been delayed for so long) is that I have been greatly affected by PMS these days. Basically, I will be affected every month, but for the first time, I had depressive symptoms due to PMS (I feel like I went back to the last time), and I didn't eat or sleep for two days. To tell the truth, it's terrible. It seems to have walked through a nightmare... I'm ready to see a doctor. Mood swings or acne, even period flu is not a big deal, but I really can't stand it. This chapter has been delayed for too long. I hope my status has not affected the update quality