Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 460 Sorry, I am a bad person

God, disappeared.

With the annihilation of the remaining consciousness, the Colossus burned and shattered due to program errors and overload. The barrier maintaining the black pyramid lost its function. Pedestrians passing by were surprised to find strange buildings that suddenly appeared in the open space.

Standing in front of the throne, Song Lan listened to the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Looking at the colossus, the eyes lost light. He guessed that the brain installed somewhere in the body had stopped functioning.

And as a villain who defeated the Patron Saint, he stood in this temple built with the efforts of countless psychic researchers and witnessed the entire process of the Patron Saint's collapse and shattering.

There was no joy of victory in his heart.

Just now, he witnessed the entire process of the "Artificial God" project. Compared with the sophisticated technologies that he, a layman, could not understand, what impressed him more was the amazing brainwashing technology of the coalition government researchers. It is not a means in the traditional religious sense, but a scientific path has been found.

By infusing a large amount of information and memories into the brain, supplemented by strong psychological suggestions, a conscious body can lose its humanity and become a god as they have preset it.

Perhaps this is the most difficult step in the entire plan.

Until the end, Colossus was resolutely carrying out the mission entrusted to him by the researchers. As for who Ambweil was and why he woke up in this way, it was no longer important to him.

Ambver's consciousness transcends the shackles of human beings, but rather than being a god, Song Lan feels that he is more like a program with powerful abilities and computing power. Almost all of Professor Miles's lectures are obtained from the Colossus. A perfect embodiment, even if the professor eventually dies at the hands of the program he created, it will not affect the program's ability to continue to run autonomously.

As for the "shadows" and "demons" mentioned by Professor Miles in the memory fragments, they do indeed exist.

They were definitely not the product of some kind of imagination, because when the colossus collapsed, the "shadow" suspended above their heads expressed sincere gratitude to him and said some words of unknown meaning to him.

"You finally came to save us!"

"I knew you wouldn't abandon us!"

Then they turned into ink, broke through the cage, merged into the darkness, and quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.

For the coalition government, the villain had a great victory. Not only was the patron saint defeated, but the evil creatures it guarded were also released.

As the culprit, Song Lan became the focus of the monster gangs.

This also quickly changed his question from "Who are you?" to "Who the hell am I?".

Although those shadows treated him with respect, they ran very fast and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving him no chance to find someone to ask for answers.

Song Lan could only analyze based on the existing information.

The consciousness in the colossus did not recognize him, but recognized his spiritual form at a glance. Those monsters seemed to regard him as their leader. When Song Lan had to re-examine the remaining memories of his body, I feel more and more that those memories are not reliable at all.

In his original memory, he had never left District 17 at all, let alone getting to know these shadowy monsters.

After getting used to big scenes, he knew that in 2166, it was too easy to change a person's memory. Both psychic and scientific abilities could easily do this. Song Lan became more and more suspicious that he might have never been there. I lived in an orphanage in District 17.

Ironically, he found the true identity of the Colossus in his broken memories, but all the truth turned his own past into a new mystery.

However, this may explain the origin of his psychic powers.

A person who grew up peacefully in an orphanage in District 17 will never suddenly become a villain.

There were more and more people watching outside the pyramid. Song Lan left the scene of the crime before the Abnormal Case Investigation Bureau arrived.

The puppets who have broken free from the thread of fate are still struggling in the cruel reality.

Angre-Saffron embarked on a journey of escape.

Hannah is waiting for the parts for her new body to be delivered to the hospital.

In a certain dormitory of Daystar College, Lu Xiang was waiting for him to come back.

"it's over?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lu Xiang, who was sitting on the bed, asked.

She saw an explosive news - some students discovered alien ruins in an open space near Himmel Street. The structures and facilities inside seemed to be far beyond their current technological level. They also found alien ruins in the ruins. A broken colossus, it was a scientific creation that they could not imagine.

This became another strong evidence of the existence of aliens, and quickly triggered a heated discussion in the student forum.

"have no idea."

This time, Song Lan gave her an uncertain answer.

She watched Song Lan take off the heavy windbreaker, take off the mask, put all the disguise props together, and use spiritual energy to turn them into powder.

Lu Xiang's concerned eyes made Song Lan feel much calmer.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered a line of large characters posted on the law enforcement department of District 17: "Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist."

To this day, these eight words are still deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"director."

He sat seriously next to Lu Xiang. What he said next was extremely important to both him and Lu Xiang, and he planned to take a frank and lenient attitude, "What I am going to say next is very important. You must do not be afraid."

"Fear?"

Lu Xiang was very confused.

"Actually, I may not be a good person."

Not only was he unable to be sure of the authenticity of his past, he also had no idea what the shadows that had broken through the cage were. He could only infer from the tone of Professor Miles' tone every time he mentioned them that they might be in the eyes of the coalition government. Not a good person either.

Song Lan didn't know whether the words "I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person" would have any effect in 2166, or whether Sheriff Lu Xiang would give him this opportunity.

Lu Xiang didn't reply immediately, and just kept looking at him. Song Lan could see that her confusion seemed to be getting deeper.

In order to ensure that there would be no ambiguity in the subsequent conversation between himself and Song Lan, Lu Xiang had to confirm, "What aspect are you referring to?"

This time it was Song Lan's turn to be confused, "What does it mean?"

Lu Xiang thought for a while and added, "伱 refers to daily life, or when killing Chai Ke, Anjie Foster, Dorago Saffron, Desolate Bones, Su Li, Father Bruno and others. ? Or maybe it’s to frame Perot, a public official of the coalition government, and research dangerous weapons in District 17..."

Faced with an accusation that would make any citizen of the coalition government be shot 100 times, Song Lan admitted that Lu Xiang's rhetorical question really struck a chord in the soul.

But the focus of this conversation is obviously not here.

"I mean much earlier, before I became a law enforcer."

"Who else did you kill?"

Lu Xiang looked at Song Lan with a calm expression.

"I don't know. I think human memory is unreliable."

"You mean there's no evidence."

"...It can also be understood this way."

Lu Xiang's ability to understand was always so outstanding. Being interrupted like this by her made the atmosphere of the conversation much more relaxed.

"I see."

Hearing this, Lu Xiang nodded solemnly, "Then I'll help you find it together."

"Um?"

"As long as you really exist, there will always be a day when you are found out... But you are a dangerous person now, and I have to watch you even more closely in the future."

Small Theater Sixty Six:

A certain day, a certain year, a certain day, a Friday, afternoon.

That afternoon, the Council held an emergency meeting.

They finally realized the dangers of the salted fish virus - an intelligence officer found a work report titled "The Origin and Danger of the Salted Fish Virus" on Lu Xiang's desktop.

When the intelligence officer opened the work report out of curiosity, a wave of fear filled her heart.

This work report was created three days ago, and only the beginning of the line remains.

It is not difficult to see that Lu Xiang seemed to want to trace back to the source of the virus and quote history to explain the horror of the virus. However, some irresistible changes seemed to have occurred in the middle, and Lu Xiang had to stop halfway until three days later. No information was left.

Minister Lu, who was always meticulous in his work, actually put down the work at hand for three days?

"Where did Lu Xiang go?"

The commentator also realized the seriousness of the problem and asked.

"Minister Lu is out on field duty and has not returned yet."

"Field service? I don't remember assigning field tasks to your department."

"Before Minister Lu left, he left a message at the field registration office."

"what's the message?"

"The minister said that she is investigating the trends in the dark culinary industry, so let us not think about it."

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