How Many Tomorrows There Are

In addition to the program group, people in the inner city are also watching the live broadcast of this human-shark battle.

Their virtual mirror images were projected in a meeting room, sitting around a huge round table and communicating with each other. In front of them was a huge screen with several different shots on it, and it was Bright and others inside.

Unlike most of the surprises and shocks of the program group, their taste and vision are more critical.

"It would be more exciting if an arm or a leg was eaten, and it would be more exciting to fight with a group of sharks without any damage. The director has become soft-hearted?" This voice is very uncomfortable to listen to, reminiscent of cold reptiles, his The tone of voice is also very strange, there is a hissing sound between the words, especially when speaking the words beginning with S, the airflow passes through the gap between the tongue surface and the teeth, and the sound of rubbing is always sinister and cold.

"He's old." Hodge said coldly, not having a good impression of the self-righteous old guy.

He looked away from the screen and landed on the wine glass he was playing with in his hand, so as not to reveal the roiling anger in his heart.

The program is showing the end of the war. Some are eating to replenish their strength, some are happy with the points the sharks have brought to them, and some are laughing at No. 56's green life.

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Huo Qi felt that the phrase "Look at the green grassland above your head" that the little giant combined with the thin bamboo pole was talking to himself.

At this moment, his Brett was being hugged tightly by another person, that red-haired man seemed to wish he could turn into a giant octopus, his limbs turned into tentacles, and would never let go of Brett.

What made him even more displeased was that instead of refusing to draw a line with him, the man showed a smile of the rest of his life, full of warmth and joy. He patted the red-haired back again and again, and comforted him softly: "never mind."

There is someone else in those brown eyes, someone in his strong arms, and someone else in his soft words.

From the moment the man jumped into the water for the red hair, Hodge was planning how to teach him a profound lesson, make him regret being a hero, give up looking for ridiculous friendships in the betrayers, and there should be no trust and harmony between players. Sacrifice, I will help him remember this lesson firmly.

"I just discovered that the way red hair cries has a special taste." An inner city man expressed his interest in Ronald.He was the first to speak, and the others would give in politely out of politeness.

Frankly speaking, the boy next door is always not so eye-catching and not impressive, but it will feel good after careful tasting. It is like a mountain spring, which has a sweet and sweet taste, although it is not as unique as various soft and hard drinks. , but using it as a raw material, whether it is cooking tea or wine, can cook a better taste.

The inner city man tasted: "Because of escaping from death, it is full of fear and fear, but also the joy and gratitude of being rescued. It is full of emotions, like a well-seasoned cocktail."

When Hodge heard someone talking like this, he felt even more unhappy and had a sense of foreboding. He raised his head and looked back to the screen to observe Brett's expression.

As he expected, the man's reaction was different from usual, and it was difficult for people who were not familiar with men to see it, but Hodge himself had a similar experience, and men would not take it hard, so he alone could not do anything about this kind of normal saline.

In the camera, Brett took more time to let the red hair withdraw from his arms, the time definitely exceeded the range that his companions should have, he did not use brute force, did not use words of rejection, but was careful and considerate He squeezed the red-haired arm, reminding him to calm down after venting his emotions.

Someone else noticed.

"The beauty's expression is also very beautiful. He clearly saw the shark just now, but he didn't remind the red hair. Now, is he regretting that he didn't attack more ruthlessly, or is he jealous of the other party, wishing that he was the one who was trapped just now?"

A newcomer to the party answered his question: "No. 199 is a heroic leader with high requirements for loyalty, whether it is teamwork or partnership. If the person trapped just now was a beauty, he should not be able to do it." At this point, only the red-haired, weak and innocent image of a sympathetic victim can arouse his desire to protect."

"Ah, detective, you're here too." The speaker was surprised.

The detective hooked his lips, nodded, and replied, "He's very interesting."

Hodge's attention was drawn to the new detective, silently tasting his words.Weak and harmless?There was coldness in his eyes.To protect the weak, to be dependent, to be appreciated, to be needed, to satisfy the ridiculous psychology of self-esteem, this will be a man's weakness.

He rubbed the wine glass in his hand with his fingers, and looked at the red hair. The young man's eye circles were still red, and his eyes were moist, like a small animal that was easily frightened. His cheeks were pink and his eyes flickered. Embarrassed by emotional outbursts.

Hodge thought he should be happy. He learned more about Brett's weakness. He could use it and use the red hair's influence on Brett to hit that man. But he had to admit that he didn't want this kind of influence. Existence, it is best to cut off the connection between them.

Hodge won't take the insignificant red hair to heart, but he can't ignore the attitude of the inner city people. The detective has shown interest in Bright more than once, and continuing to ignore it will cause dissatisfaction and plant hidden dangers. Moreover, as the man changes As he becomes more and more dazzling, more people will notice him, and the inner city people should not share, give away, or exchange toys too much.

"No. 199 is in good physical condition and should be able to live longer. You can ask the gentleman to let him borrow you to play." One person suggested to the detective in a low voice. Everyone knows that the gentleman who has played is basically either disabled or dead. Don't expect others to continue playing with toys that have passed through his hands.Encouraging the detective to "rob" the gentleman's favorite things, he may not have good intentions, nor does he have too much malice, it is probably a prank.

The detective saw this, and he didn't mind following his advice. If it was before, No. 199 was just a D-level mystery, but now it has become an A-level mystery. He has no hobbies, but solves puzzles.When he solves the mystery and returns it to the gentleman, the other party has nothing to lose.

His eyes touched Hodge's, and he couldn't see anything from inside. This guy was smart and vigilant, and he was one of the few existences who could rival him in intelligence, but he had a gloomy personality and cruel methods. He was afraid of such troubles, so he used to We have always kept them at a respectful distance, and everyone plays their own way.Unexpectedly, because of a player in this period, he would have to try to grab food from the tiger's mouth.

The detective thought about the special features of No. 199, felt itchy, succumbed to his strong curiosity, and tried to convince the gentleman.

"You should have noticed that there are many secrets in him. First of all, his growth rate is astonishingly fast. From the first period to the sixth period, his physical strength, courage, speed, strength and other aspects have shown obvious growth. At first, I suspected that he was hiding his strength. Yes, he did hide something. The ability he showed should be far more than the actual ability. Only his current level is already the best among human beings. I guess his strength is close to, It even surpassed the limits of our known human beings. But the fact is that he was not very strong at the beginning, and as he grew up in the game, his speed can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. The evidence is..."

The detective chattered about the clues he had observed, and Hodge's eyes became colder and colder. Because of his words, more inner city people turned their attention to the silent man, which is definitely not a good thing.

"Also, his origin is a mystery. We often attribute people without bracelets to people from outside the city. I have to say this is too rough. Those who manage the security of the outer city should upgrade their brains. Oh, back Getting to the point, I checked, and there is no record of him entering the city from outside the city. Those smugglers and stowaways who think they are smart are actually under our surveillance. No. 199 seems to have suddenly appeared in the city. Amazing!"

The detective's tone was agitated, and there was something in his words. No one could appear out of thin air. This man of unknown origin was out of place in the city. What purpose did he have in the city?

"You mean someone made him 'intentionally'?"

Everyone originally wanted to watch a good show, but after listening to it, they became serious. The detective usually doesn't care about mundane affairs and is a little out of tune, but every time he is the one closest to the truth. It is impossible not to pay attention to his words.

"Could it be that he was sent into the show on purpose?" Someone in the dark was restless, and wanted to clean it again?

However, the detective shook his head: "There is no basis, and there is no way to judge."

"It's also possible that the rats outside the city have other new means to enter the city that we don't know about. After all, the watchdog has been acting more and more disobedient recently, so we have to take good care of it so as not to bite the owner."

The watchdog refers to the army, which is responsible for the defense between the outer city and the outer city. People in the inner city are very displeased with them sneaking a group of furries into the program group. It is not because werewolves are too dangerous to make the program unsafe, but because Dogs are not obedient enough to have a mind of their own.

When they were discussing the origin of No. 199, the director received the newsletter and joined the conversation. He raised his square glasses and said politely: "Full investigation is needed, and the program cannot be affected." The ground swept over Hodge, who was expressionless.

"Give me No. 199, gentleman," the detective said earnestly, as if worried that Hodge would not agree, he added, "Seven days, I only need seven days."

Hodge sensed that this was an ambush against him, which may or may not have been an arrangement between the detective and the director, but they managed to shake his ownership of Bright.

The things about No. 199 are no longer just entertainment, but have risen to business.

Facing the pressure from the crowd, Hodge could only choose to cooperate and suppress his dissatisfaction and faint anxiety. He knew what tricks the detective was playing.

"I'll notify you." Hodge said to the detective, with a calm expression on his face, showing no emotion.

This is a promise, but also a condition. The investigation needs to be carried out under his supervision. The detective hesitated for a moment, knowing that he could not push Hodge too far, so he agreed.

Thinking that he could explore the secrets of No. 199 at will, the detective was eager to try.

In contrast to his excitement, Hodge's heart sank.

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