Son of the Tower

Chapter 244 The Good Old Times

How many people Mr. F has offended is really hard to say, because there are at least forty legendary people who died, and this does not include the harvest who has been trying to quietly execute Mr. F and recover his legendary sequence ability Order.

As for the groups that want to capture Mr. F, there are even more groups—the enemies and friends of the Harvest Cult, the melon-eating Southern Tainan Military Intelligence Bureau, other organizations that want to obtain the legendary sequence ability, and even the Great Woodland Disaster Prevention Group. The bureau couldn't wait for Mr. F's head to land.

There are too many whys, and it is not convenient for Mars to ask. Of course, in many cases, the other party will not say it, but Mars feels that if it were him, he would have already gone to the northern city or the south. Islands, on the edge of civilization, it is relatively easy for a strong person to hide.

It's a pity that Mr. F would not be Mr. F if he was so rational. According to Mars, this Mr. F is a rational psychopath. He is said to be mentally ill, of course, because he kills people indiscriminately. Except for killing people, he usually looks like a normal person.

Mrs. Celine of the High Tower Medical Center said that this Mr. F may have had an accident when he was promoted to a legend. It may be that his soul was polluted by the old chaos, so he became insane from time to time, while he His situation has also deteriorated over time, which is why he did not betray the order in the few years after his initial promotion.

This gave Mars a bit of a headache. Such a neurotic, who is also good at illusion and transfiguration, when will everyone in this world want to catch him.

With such a sigh, Mars followed his mentor on the transport boat the next day. On the way from the tower to the Military Intelligence Bureau, Mars also obtained the latest information from his mentor—Mr. F may have multiple personalities A schizophrenic patient, because according to reliable information, he killed different people because of different personalities.

This new secret came as a shock to Mars—is there still such a thing?

"I saw Mr. F when he was a teenager. At that time, he was not Mr. F, but a nice young man. I don't know why he became like this, but if I was the first to find him, I would definitely I will ask you to understand." The instructor said here, motioning Mars to follow him out of the parked transport boat.

Because the sage came in person, Du Leon, the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau, also arrived. He introduced the situation of the past week to the sage, and asked a question: "Those organizations and individuals have enmity with Mr. F. What about you? The reason is to find him."

"Because I want to know why a child I watched grow up with my own eyes turned into a crazy adult in the end." The instructor's answer was perfect. Du Leon reached out and wiped the sides of his nose, and finally nodded with a wry smile. : "I can feel your unhappiness, please come in, Your Excellency the Sage of the Tower."

The Operation Center of the Military Intelligence Bureau in New Hangzhou is a large center in southern Thailand. Together with the Southern Operation Center in New Guangzhou, it is responsible for handling and managing all issues in the archipelago and Indochina Peninsula in South Asia.

There is a saying that is good, in this era, the saury advertised will expire, the freeze-dried cans will expire, and even the admissions advertisements of the Psychic School will expire, but the responsibility of the Military Intelligence Bureau will never expire.

After passing through three doors, Mars followed the mentor into the basement.

Unlike the high tower, there is not so much darkness here, and there is even artificial sunlight. The only thing that is the same as the high tower is that there are many cells in the corridor entering the basement. There are various prisoners in the one-way transparent wall. .

Mars even saw a lich wearing magic shackles.

"Do you have a lich here?" Mars asked, pointing at the rib.

"Yes, but then again, he wasn't a lich when he came in, but a female mage who still had charm. It's a pity that some unpleasant things happened later. When we invited her to live in again, he became a lich. This is what it looks like now." Director Du Leon introduced the situation to Mars: "By the way, there are no lich criminals in your tower."

"No, but we have vampires and ghouls. Compared with them, liches are better in terms of taste." Mars said seriously—and he really thought so.

Then Myers saw another thing in the cell that he hadn't seen before—it was a painting carpet.

"Why is the painting carpet here? Is it a crime?" Mars asked curiously.

"This is a strange thing. In the era of great destruction, many strange things have self-awareness, such as this painting carpet. In the era of great destruction, it was hidden in the management center of the Sidney United Royal Intelligence Bureau. Later, the great destruction After the end of the era, it lost its ability to wonder, and with the abdication of the Sidney United Kingdom, many things were lost. This painting was also sold in the warehouse of the management center. During the Energy Tide period, this thing once regained its ability to be a strange thing, and our Military Intelligence Bureau can only contain it."

Mars nodded. This painting carpet is what Mr. Director said. Its real name is Magic Carpet. It is a living blanket. Every week, it will freely weave a painting that has appeared within ten kilometers around it. A memory of life is used as a picture. If no one pays attention to it all the time, the characters and animals in the picture may come out of the picture.

So this painting is very troublesome-because it seems to be harmless, but sometimes human intelligence can always kill himself in ways that no one expects.

"Wouldn't it be a problem now?"

"Yes, because of the development of science and technology now, we don't need to monitor it by looking directly at it directly." Director Du Leon obviously has a deep understanding of this: "I stared at it in the monitoring center for half a year when I was young. It happened once, but that time his screen only had the screen of New Hangzhou in the era of great destruction, and we finally confirmed that it retrieved the memory of Yu Xianshi."

"This is the only interesting part of this painting carpet. I almost forgot that memory. It reminds me of the old days." Yu Xianzhe, who was walking in front, sighed: "The forgotten time, It amazes me."

Mars listened to the music, and there is such a strange thing.

So when he was about to walk over, Mars turned his head and glanced at the painting carpet again.

At this time, what is painted on the canvas is the new Hangzhou of the new era, skyscrapers, flying cars, large LED screens, the dawn in the distance, the sun leaping from the sea, and the light is dispelling the darkness.

Everything looks so beautiful.

　Wait for me to take a break

　　this is good news

　　The bad news is that I work two days of overtime on weekends

　　
　
(End of this chapter)