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Chapter 227: Mirror Polisher (Part )
"There are only two options. Miss He believed what we said, and Miss He did not believe what we said."

After Deng Yizhi finished speaking, he looked at He Si quietly, obviously waiting for her decision.

"There is a third way," He Si stared at the photo that revealed the truth for a long time, and said slowly, "Since you are prepared to use your trick against me, I can also be skeptical about it."

"Oh?"

"Director Deng and I don't have much friendship, so it's suspicious that he believed you after just a few words. But the other personality hidden in Qin Jian's body is something that Mirror has been preparing for for a long time. He wants us to believe it and then separate from Qin Jian. From his perspective, I naturally have doubts about this. So, I don't believe you, but I don't believe Qin Jian either. So much information suddenly emerged today, I want to check it myself."

"After leaving here, will you meet up with Qin Jian? Tell him your guess about the mirror grinder."

"No, I believe in Director Deng's judgment. We are the key surveillance targets. Every move we make will arouse his vigilance. My current personality should be suspicious of everything. I don't want to fail at the last hurdle." He Si lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly. "I think Qin Jian thinks so too. From now on, we have to go our separate ways."

"The mirror was originally meant to divide us so that we can be defeated one by one. Now that it has been changed from two routes to three, it should be more to his liking. However, Deng Yizhi turned his head to face He Si and said with a smile, "In order to trap Qin Jian, the Special Security Department went to great lengths and suffered heavy casualties. So from the perspective of the mirror, we will definitely not let Miss He leave easily. This time, we must keep Miss He no matter what."

"Of course I know," He Si also smiled, "Director Deng, be careful. When the curtain falls and the illusion disappears, it may be very dangerous when you return to reality."

After she finished speaking, before Deng Yizhi answered, the flow of numbers in the entire world came to a standstill. The magnetic field fluctuations made He Si's skin numb, and a slight electronic noise lingered in her ears. At first, only He Si could sense these changes, but as the electronic noise became louder and louder, Deng Yizhi also looked around.

"Whether it's Tao or Cyber, this world of infinity is about to collapse."

"Really? It's finally my turn to broaden my horizons."

Deng Yizhi stood with his hands behind his back, watching the colors spread out rapidly from where they were standing. Green climbed up the tall buildings, yellow flowed into the rivers, and red leaped onto the treetops. The chaotic colors invaded like a virus, and the whole world became turbid.

He Si watched the portrait in the photo twist little by little, the eyeballs drooping, the nose tip rising, the hair flowing into the closed lips, the blue blood vessels flying out of the ear canal, the evidence in front of her eyes turned into a stream of consciousness avant-garde paintings, and she could no longer distinguish the original appearance. Her fingers trembled slightly, as if she was plucking an invisible thread - the tingling sensation on her skin became stronger.

He Si thought about it and looked towards Deng Yizhi, and unexpectedly saw dazzling digital noise around him. His outline was jumping like a brushed thread, as if there was something wrong with the TV screen.

"Oh no, it seems we have also been assimilated into image data."

"Based on what Miss He sees, what should we do?"

"run!"

"Run in infinity?" "Run first!"

After saying this, He Si immediately started running along the endless road. She heard Deng Yizhi's equally hurried footsteps behind her. In front of her was a street scene that was always changing but always the same, and behind her was a huge electronic noise surging towards her.

The sound swept across the land with overwhelming force. Buildings began to melt, grass and trees withered, birds fell, rivers became hard, and everything returned to a flat surface. A colorful silky tapestry was chasing them from behind, trying to swallow up the three-dimensional world in front of them, flatten it, and turn it into data that flows forever without desire, returning to the Möbius strip before they came in - they had no choice but to run.

The footsteps and panting were almost drowned out by the electronic noise. He Si felt that her hair had become shorter, and some of it had become scattered numbers in the wind. She suddenly thought of Qin Jian. She didn't know where he was fighting at the moment. She suddenly wanted to run with him in this infinitely elongated life, tirelessly, forever. Almost at the same time, a flashing green light appeared at the side door of an inconspicuous black and white building in front of her. It was a safe passage.

"I saw it, it's there!" She said, running forward with all her might, not forgetting Deng Yizhi, "Xiaojiu, help Director Deng."

As soon as he finished speaking, the silk thread in his hand had already wrapped around the doorpost in front of the building. He Si's body shot towards the door like an arrow from a bow, while Xiao Jiu raised his wings with a sound, and a huge shadow covered the street like a dark sun. Seeing this, Deng Yizhi stopped his movements and let the rough claws grab his shoulders. The man and the bird rushed away close to the ground, and then he was rudely thrown to the exit of this world.

He Si turned around and took one last look at the world that was quickly turning into ruins, then jumped out of the ring into reality.

Something fell on her fingertips. Liu Rui, who was leaning against the dull white wall of the darkroom, changed her posture and looked carefully. Her fingertips were still the nail art patterns she had carefully selected today, and there was nothing else. She blinked, thinking she was hallucinating, but then she heard Guan Zihe's equally puzzled voice.

"It's snowing? No..."

It was indeed not right. Not to mention that they were indoors, even if the roof was leaking, the snow should be white, but now... Liu Rui raised her head and saw a long and narrow crack on the roof. More and more colorful snowflakes poured out from the crack, light and tiny. Some faded away in the process of falling, and some fell on people and melted like snow, but did not leave any traces of water. Instead, they disappeared completely, leaving only a tingling sensation as if an electric current was running through the skin.

"5?" Liu Rui squinted her eyes and finally saw the object in her hand clearly before it disappeared. Before she could wonder, a flat black shadow had already emerged from the crack, like a soft human-shaped picture, or... flattened human skin. Liu Rui couldn't help but step back a few steps, watching the picture swell like a balloon, becoming full of eyes and nose, and then falling to the center of the room like a Terminator. It turned out to be Deng Yizhi.

"You're going to die, Director Deng, you're so old..." Liu Rui looked at the Duke standing in front of Guan Zihe, and thought of herself with zero force, and hurriedly patted her chest. But before she could finish her complaint, the second black shadow had already jumped into the air.

"careful!"

A silver light flashed, and Deng Yizhi pushed Liu Rui away, who was standing there in a daze, and grabbed the almost invisible thread in his palm. Liu Rui was suddenly hit by the force, and took several steps back before she could stabilize herself, and she almost sprained her ankle.

"It seems the conversation has broken down." The Duke in black, who had been standing one step in front of Guan Zihe, did not want to make a move, but heard the woman behind him whisper, "Keep her."

"Keep her."

Deng Yizhi's voice came at the same time, and the lights in the darkroom were bright. He Si suddenly exerted force to retract the silk thread and saw that Deng Yizhi was wearing a pair of gloves whose material could not be seen. In front of her, in addition to Deng Yizhi, Guan Zihe and the Duke, there were several unfamiliar faces, and they spread out in a fan shape, surrounding her in the center.