He has cut off all players' connections at this moment and faces the ultimate goal of the contract alone.
Chaoyang stretched out his right hand and created an axe, then pressed the axe blade on the other party's neck.
Kuiqi shouted in vaguely, "You can't kill me! If you kill me... you will live in fear in the future! Those people will not let you go... They will pull you out
Skin, cut your flesh a little bit..."
After aiming at the position, Chaoyang raised his hand unmoved.
"Don't, please, let me go, I promise not to do this again! There is a lot of money in the safe, and I'll give my life, they are all amiss!"
Chaoyang paused for a moment, "I only have one thing."
"Yes, what, you said, as long as I can do it, I will definitely get it for you!" A trace of flattery was squeezed out from Kuiqi's bloody face.
"Your head."
After saying that, he swung his axe suddenly!
...
"This is your prayer. Although it is not very complete and his appearance is burning, he is indeed from the Chengbei Police Station..."
"I know, he is Quiqi." Haya Mira interrupted, her eyes staring straight at her head, as if she wanted to imprint this scene in her mind, "How could I not recognize him?
Even if it turns into ashes, I will remember what he looks like."
"In this way, the contract is completed." Chaoyang breathed a little relieved. He was now in Wangshui Manor and could only contact his contractor through virtual image projection. Therefore, the head that Haiya saw was not a real thing.
But he did not deceive the other party. Now Kuiqi's head is being held in his hand, and the phantom is also constructed according to its true appearance.
"Can you give it to me?" she asked again.
"Your body... I'm afraid I can't hold on to me." Chaoyang shook his head slightly. At this moment, the spirit representing Hai Ya was sitting on the head of the bed, and the body beneath her was breathing weakly, and her heartbeat was almost gone.
The state of the spirit body can also be seen. She is a little more transparent than an hour ago, which shows that her consciousness is gradually fading.
Apart from the communication at the thinking level, Haiya can no longer react—even a simple move like opening her eyes, let alone actually taking over her head.
"It's okay, that's fine."
"This?" Chaoyang was slightly stunned. Whether it was the woman sitting at the head of the bed or herself standing by the bed, they were just phantoms conceived by consciousness. How could there be any exchange concepts? But even though he thought about this,
Or hand the head to the other side.
Then Chaoyang saw an incredible scene.
Haiya reached out and took Quiqi's burnt head.
It's like two 3D movies playing opposite each other, and one of them handed over the props from the movie to the other!
The woman grabbed her head and slowly raised it to her face, tears flashing in her eyes.
"Ata, Wuqier, Kuts..." She choked and read a long list of names, "Did you see them all? The murderer who killed you... was finally dead! In this way, you can rest completely.
, return to the embrace of the sea."
After saying that, Haiya closed her hands tightly, and her head was crushed, turning into black smoke and dust, dissipating in the air.
After doing all this, she turned to look at Chaoyang, smiled for the first time, and only comfort and relief were left in her eyes with tears.
"Thank you, I knew you would definitely realize my wish."
In fact, it was quite thrilling. Chaoyang thought to himself that if it weren't for the idea that Detective Zhang came up with, I'm afraid it would be a big deal in the end. Of course, the biggest problem is the lack of intelligence, such as what the champion warrior is. Secondly, there is a lack of manpower and how to do it.
Increase the number of players while limiting the consumption of volunteer power is also something he needs to solve.
But he would not show it on the surface, "Serving customers and satisfying customers has always been our lofty goal." Chaoyang took out the contract, "You may not be able to sign your name now, but as long as you agree in your heart, your hair,
All fingerprints can be regarded as a sign of a contract.”
"I've signed it." She smiled.
It was then Chaoyang noticed that the other party's name had been engraved at the end of the contract in the phantom.
…Can consciousness exchange also have a substantial impact on each other?
While he was still puzzled, Haiya's spiritual body had begun to shine, and countless white spots of light emerged from her body and flew towards the sky. At the same time, the strong power of wishes poured into the body of the rising sun like a tide.
It made him so comfortable that he couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.
"Ask a presumptuous question, are you a god?"
In the shining light, Haiya asked.
"No...I just..."
"How great would it be if you were a god." She shook her head slightly, her tone full of regret. "I know this is a bit disrespectful to the God of Storm, but if you were to protect Larachi Island, everyone might not die."
Chaoyang couldn't help but feel silent.
"By the way, my sister must have many wishes to fulfill. You can help her. Her reward will definitely not disappoint you." Haiya's voice gradually became light and weak, as if from a distance.
The place came from.
"Your sister? What's her name?" Chaoyang asked.
But the other party did not answer, or he could no longer hear the other party's answer.
The light dissipates and everything returns to peace.
Haiya Mira's spirit disappeared without a trace, leaving only her body lying quietly on the bed. Her eyes closed, and there was no pain on her face, as if she had fallen into an eternal sleep.
At this time, the horizon was slightly white.
The night is fading away from the earth little by little.
Chaoyang sighed slightly, threw Kuiqi's head away, and stood up to leave.
"Don't move!"
Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted Chaoyang's movement.
"I am the commander of the city guards, Shandella Allen! Citizen, I now order you to raise your hands, turn around in place, and cooperate with my investigation!"
Chaoyang raised his eyebrows. It was still early in the morning, so didn’t the city guards have to sleep?
He raised his hand as he said and turned slowly.
I saw a woman in an armored cloak staring at him vigilantly, holding a long sword in her right hand. At this time, noisy footsteps came from downstairs, and it was obvious that she was not the only one who came here.
"You..." She frowned after seeing Chaoyang's appearance, "Take off your mask, citizen."
"What if I say no?"
"Then don't blame me for being too rough." The other party's voice became colder, "I have reason to suspect that you are the real murderer who burned the theater and attacked the police station. I never show mercy to those who trampled on the law and order of the Brilliant Castle.
”
"I? Trampled on the law and order?" Chaoyang laughed, "If the Castle of Brilliant itself is a hell, then I admit that I have broken the rules. But it still has places like the Church of Jeni... and many more to see
Is it unfair to treat it as hell for the enthusiastic person who is unwilling to stand up and uncover the secret?
"What are you talking about?"
"Just chat, after all, I'm ready."
Shandela was stunned, then as if she realized something, she raised her sword and stabbed Chaoyang, and the speed was as fast as a flash of lightning!
A black metal ball rolled to the ground faster than her.
The moment it came into contact with the ground, a dazzling white light burst out with a sharp explosion, instantly swallowing the entire room! The strong light was brighter than the sun, making no one could look directly at it!
Shandela only felt her eyes blurred and her ears tingled, and she turned her head uncontrollably.
The bright light comes and goes quickly.
After a few seconds, the room returned to normal, but Chaoyang's figure had completely disappeared, leaving only a red and black mask pierced by the tip of the sword on the ground.