Chapter 87 Once Owned (Monday Ask for Recommendation Votes)
After listening to Shang Jianyao's description, Jiang Baimian nodded and said nothing.
Bai Chen and Long Yuehong also suddenly felt a little heavy and didn't know how to respond.
"Which floor are you going to? Those two elevators should be able to work." After a few seconds, Jiang Baimian glanced at the LCD screen with white characters on a blue background.
At this time, the numbers representing the other two elevators were displayed normally.
「？ We searched the room carefully before, and it should be the safest place." Bai Chen put forward his own opinion.
"Let's go." Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and smiled, "Moreover, even if Qiao Chu returns, he definitely wouldn't have thought that we would dare to stay there, just catching him off guard."
As she spoke, she took a few steps forward and pressed the button with her hand holding the "ice moss".
Soon, the silver-black door of an elevator opened, emitting a slightly stale atmosphere.
Jiang Baimian checked carefully and walked inside first:
"No problem."
When Shang Jianyao and others entered, the elevator door slowly closed and went up smoothly.
When they left, they did not close the door of Room 605, but just let it be hidden.
Now, there is a white light shining through the inside, shining brightly on the metal door cracks.
As soon as Shang Jianyao opened the door, Jiang Baimian suddenly stretched out a hand and stood in front of him.
"There are people inside." Jiang Baimian said in a deep voice.
"How many?" Shang Jianyao seemed to be asking how many guests there were.
Long Yuehong raised his muzzle in stress and was ready to shoot.
Jiang Baimian took a slow breath and glanced at Shang Jianyao:
"One."
"Qiao Chu is definitely not as fast as us...... The powerful should all rush to the 'Urban Smart Network Control Center'...... Those who are not strong will not act alone......" Bai Chen quickly analyzed, "Either all his companions died and he was looking for a place to hide alone, but this is too coincidental. The ruins of this city are so big and there are so many houses, how could we just choose the one we stayed in before? Or the original owner of this house, a 'heartless person', came back after the lights came on."
"Yes, my reason tells me that the probability of the former is slightly equal to zero, but didn't we also happen to encounter so many things along the way and ended up here? People, you must not be hard-mouthed, I would rather be more careful." Jiang Baimian originally wanted to say, "This may be our bad luck lately", but he was afraid of stimulating Long Yuehong, so he forcibly changed his statement.
Just as she was about to give an order to change the hiding room, Shang Jianyao suddenly spoke:
"I want to go in and take a look."
"Hmm......" Jiang Baimian pondered for a moment, "Look, I'm also curious about what the original owner of this room looked like. Be careful."
Shang Jianyao nodded, held an assault rifle, and carefully entered Room 605.
There was almost no change here from when they left, except for the white tiles and tan floor, which reflected the lights and brought out an indescribable warmth.
After entering a certain range, there was no need for Jiang Baimian to remind him, Shang Jianyao could already sense where that person was.
"He" is deep in the corridor, in the small bedroom on the right.
Shang Jianyao approached step by step, and soon saw the door of the bedroom open, with an orange light flowing out.
And on the not wide bed inside, there was a person lying on the surface of the blue sheet with many golden stars.
She was supposed to be a woman, with a slightly rickety body, a shriveled face full of wrinkles, like a sun-dried orange peel, and her hair was long and messy, all white.
Glancing at the woman, Shang Jianyao instantly understood where the white hair found on the pillow in this bedroom came from before.
At the same time, he also recognized the other party, which was a "mindless person" he had seen when he was on night duty.
This "heartless one" had pulled up the messy quilt that was set with the sheets, covering half of his body.
At this time, she stretched out her hands, holding the book, and watched intently there.
Her sleeves are pink and a little whitish and don't seem to fit well.
Sensing Shang Jianyao coming, the "heartless person" looked up at him, then lowered his head and looked at the booklet in his hand.
Shang Jianyao stared for a while, holding an assault rifle, and walked over there with gentle steps.
Jiang Baimian behind him wanted to remind him, but he saw Shang Jianyao squatting down, squatting on the edge of the bed, and looking at the things in her hand with the "heartless person".
After thinking for a second, Jiang Baimian followed, leaned over Shang Jianyao's head, and looked at the booklet.
With her experience and knowledge, she recognized at a glance that this should be a photo album.
Each page of this album is made of transparent plastic, and there are many colorful photos inside.
The first thing Jiang Baimian saw was a little girl.
She was dressed fluffily and quite cutely, and she was being held by a dignified and delicate young woman with a smile on her face, crying very sadly.
At this time, the "heartless person" flipped through the photo album and came to the next page.
And this also allowed Jiang Baimian to see the back of the photo just now.
The white there was slightly yellow, and someone wrote a sentence in a black pen:
"When my daughter was one year old."
Jiang Baimian seemed to understand something, and as the "heartless person" flipped, he looked at other photos.
In those photos, the little girl gradually grows up, or riding on a man's shoulder, or being held by a man and woman who repeatedly appear in the photos, or wearing a green monster costume with a tail, or a pink outfit with white and tender skin.
Behind these photos, there is the same black handwriting.
They read, respectively:
"When my daughter was two years old."
"When my daughter was three years old."
"When my daughter was four years old."
When the photo album was finished, the handwriting stayed at "When the girl was seven years old".
Jiang Baimian silently looked at these photos, raised his head, and looked at the "heartless person" lying on the bed again.
Her body was slightly rickety, her face was shriveled and full of wrinkles, like a sun-dried orange peel, and her hair was long and messy, all white.
Jiang Baimian closed his eyes, leaned into Shang Jianyao's ear and said:
"Let's not disturb her."
Shang Jianyao nodded, stood up slowly, and retreated to the living room area.
Jiang Baimian wiped his eyes, pointed outside and said:
"Let's change places."
Bai Chen and Long Yuehong had no objection to this.
It didn't take long for them to find a temporary hiding spot on the eighth floor.
The layout here is exactly the same as room 605.
"You can only see jeeps and armored vehicles from the window of the restaurant, Bai Chen, you go there to monitor." After inspecting Room 805, Jiang Baimian looked around and began to issue tasks, "Long Yuehong, you are here on the floor-to-ceiling window, observing the movement of the street outside. Shang Jianyao and I will rest for a while, and we will rotate you in an hour."
"Yes, team leader!" Bai Chen and Long Yuehong each held their weapons and came to the position with the best view.
Shang Jianyao didn't rest, he found a place with a jack and sat down, and took out the slap speaker and various small instruments, tools, components, and lines he had picked up earlier from his tactical backpack.
"You don't have to be so in such a hurry to fix it, right?" Jiang Baimian saw his intentions.
Shang Jianyao replied while trying on the tools one by one with the brilliance of fluorescent lamps:
"This is very important."
"Why?" Jiang Baimian was slightly stunned.
"Don't you think that at critical moments, accompanied by music, can you play better?" Shang Jianyao said without raising his head, "This speaker seems to have its own storage chip, and there must be music from the old world in it."
「…… I don't think so." Jiang Baimian gave up persuasion.
Anyway, she didn't feel that she could really rest here, because the existence of "advanced mindless people" and aberrant creatures made her not feel at ease as a novice.
She said she wanted to rest, but in fact, she was just closing her eyes and recuperating, and she would still be distracted and feel her surroundings.
In that case, what Shang Jianyao wants to do, then do whatever he wants.
With the genetically modified physique, he didn't sleep for a night or two, and his energy was still abundant.
When Shang Jianyao was concentrating on repairing the speaker, Long Yue was on guard outside while looking into the distance.
Although there was only the eighth floor here, he could still see the lights of the entire city spreading out like stars.
——Although he hasn't seen the starry night yet, he has at least seen the photos and can make corresponding associations.
After watching this for an unknown amount of time, he finally sighed:
"It's so beautiful......"
In addition to beauty, he felt that such a scene also contained a unique flavor, but he couldn't describe it.
After a while, Long Yuehong said sincerely:
"It's a pity that it's too short here, if you can go to a very high place to see it, it will definitely be more beautiful."
Hearing this, Jiang Baimian stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
She stared for a long time and smiled:
"Do you want to go to the roof and try it?
"While it's still quiet, 'everyone' is very polite."
"Okay." Long Yuehong immediately responded.
"Are you going?" Jiang Baimian turned around and asked about Shang Jianyao and Bai Chen.
"Yes." Bai Chen knew that now was the stage where he could relax a little.
"I'm almost done." Shang Jianyao stood up, stuffed all the messy things back into his tactical backpack, holding only the small speaker with a black side on a blue background, "I don't know if that long-lasting battery can still be used."
"Let's go, let's go, come back and try again." Jiang Baimian urged.
They quickly took the elevator, went to the top floor, climbed the stairs, opened the door, and entered the rooftop.
Before they got close to the edge of the bust wall, they saw the scene around the building:
One lamp after another is densely scattered in all directions, emitting a yellowish or whitish light.
Some of them are located on the side of the road, some come from different buildings, and some stand on high places, like lighthouses illuminating an area in the boundless ocean, and like bright stars slowly flowing in the night sky.
Near these lights, either figures flickered or vehicles drove by, making them move more and more.
"It's spectacular......" Long Yuehong once again let out a heartfelt sigh.
Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others did not speak, standing on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the picture scroll in amazement.
They exhausted what they had learned, but could not find the right words to describe it.
I don't know how long it took, but Shang Jianyao suddenly took two steps back and squatted down.
"At times like this, you have to accompany a song......" He put down the speaker, continued to tinker with the drums, and started debugging.
At this moment, in the direction of the "Urban Intelligent Network Control Center", there was another desolate roar that shook the sky.
This huge roar was still echoing, and Jiang Baimian saw bright fire erupting from the corresponding location.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion sounded, drowning out all the movement.
The gray and white airflow quickly gathered and rose upwards, like a giant mushroom.
This made Jiang Baimian and the others tremble in the building they were in.
Shang Jianyao stood up subconsciously, walked to his companion, and looked at the place.
As the tumbling fire and airflow expanded, the lights in that area flickered a few times and went out one after another.
This includes the building where the "Urban Smart Network Control Center" is located.
Immediately afterwards, in the entire city, whether it was the street lights on the street or the lighted glass of the buildings, they went out one after another.
After just a few seconds, the city became extremely dark, with only the faint moonlight and starlight making the rows of buildings loom, like monsters hiding in the depths of a nightmare.
And those figures moving behind the windows, those "mindless people" busy outside, and those vehicles driving on the road are also engulfed in the rich night and can no longer be seen.
The entire city was once again dead.
Shang Jianyao and the others stared blankly for more than ten seconds, and their moods became inexplicably heavy.
They didn't know how to express such emotions and could only continue to stare.
After a while, they subconsciously lowered their heads and looked at the bottom of the building.
In the faint light, at a window, a "heartless person" crawled out.
Her hair was all white and disheveled.
She climbed and jumped down with a little difficulty, and soon disappeared into the shadow of the building, like an old ape.
Long Yuehong seemed to have been shocked and took two steps back as if he didn't dare to look at it again.
Snap, he kicked the speaker that Shang Jianyao put on the ground.
The speaker suddenly made a sizzling sound.
The four members of the "Old Tune Group" instinctively looked back and looked over.
Almost at the same time, a mournful and melodious female voice came from the speaker:
"Looking back on the past......
"Painful lovesickness can't be forgotten......"
On the empty rooftop, in the boundless darkness, and in the dead city, this song was like crying and crying among Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen who were standing quietly, tactfully upwards and echoing.
Note 1: Quoted from Wan Fang, "New Love"
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