In recent years, the world has collapsed more and more severely.

Xuyou was demoted to Xiangcheng, but his heart became more and more peaceful and peaceful.

He walked through every street of the city, saw the sky of the city, and smelled the fragrance of flowers here.

He began to imagine the way such a fragile girl walked past him.

The path he walked was what she had walked.

Every breath of air he breathed was something she breathed.

He had found a cool and quiet place in his heart and wanted to sleep forever in her hometown.

Then let's just do it. What if it gets better? He died in the pile of mutant monsters, and he was with his comrades.

It's good too.

After all, this is the hometown where she gave birth to her.

Sometimes, when I was forced to breathe by Mu Fengliang's dog, Xuyou didn't feel uncomfortable.

Let’s bury the Xiangcheng together, which is great.

This is the city of Shuiying, and it is not unfair to die here.

Cultivating one's own data analysis talents has this idea because the data given by Mu Fengliang is becoming more and more outrageous. It is obviously a very fierce mutant monster, but Mu Fengliang can actually give a data analysis that is 100,000 miles apart.

Many people died of Xuyou. Those who clearly did nothing wrong and only wanted to protect Xiangcheng City lost their precious lives just for a wrong data from Mu Fengliang.

Although Xuyou did not hesitate to his life, he felt sorry for those passionate men.

He thought again, even if he died, he would leave something for these lovely garrisons.

Mu Fengliang can no longer be controlled.

He spent some money to buy some data from the central system for mental abacus team.

It is said that the data analysis given by Mu Fengliang's system now comes from the central system, and all the data analysis talents in the central system have fallen apart.

As for what those talents have done, it is impossible for Xuyou to know about the garrison at this level.

But he heard that there was a very mysterious mental abacus team in the garrison system, who had used abacus to calculate the atomic bomb.

This is the last computing power of garrisoning, which is that one day, all electronic components will be destroyed, and there will be no modern computing and analysis instruments to do trajectory operations.

However, because the talents in mental arithmetic operations do not know why the central system was broken down, data analysis made consecutive mistakes.

Under such unreliable data analysis, the garrison of each city suffered heavy losses.

The garrisons in each city were secretly buying information about the garrison's abacus team. Xuyou spent a lot of money, but he bought about twenty names and phone numbers.

Several of them are in the southern region, one is in Hunan City, and the other are scattered in the central region, the western region, the northern region and the eastern region.

Xuyou called the phone number on the list one by one, either empty or missed.

Only the last one in Xiangcheng is left? The name is Qing Xiran.

He thought, the world is so difficult now? The central garrison system is too unaware of protecting talents? Let those mental abacus talents run around, and now these masters who cannot make these phone calls are not known whether these talents are alive.

Xuyou didn't have any hope and dialed the phone number of Qing Xiran, who is located in Xiangcheng.

The phone was connected? A cold and indifferent female voice came from inside?

"Hello?"

Xuyou was stunned for a moment, and the cigarette lit at the tip of his fingers was forgotten to smoke. He began to introduce himself in a hurry.

He forgot what he said, probably he wanted to recruit Qing Xiran to return to the team?

But he was not surprised? He heard the other party's rejection.

She was on the other end of the phone? She said coldly:

"Sorry? I'm retired."

After saying that, the woman named Qing Xiran hung up his phone.

This temper? This tone, this... is not to leave any face to people. Jiaoyu's heart, which had been dead for a long time, suddenly jumped wildly.

His fingers trembled a little, and he sat on his desk, finding a pack of cigarettes to smoke.

After pulling one after another, then pulling the second one after another.

He wanted to try if there was a miracle, but he was afraid that the sound he heard just now was just an hallucination.

Because I miss you so much, do you start to think about it when you meet a female voice with a cold voice?

The ashtray on the table had a tank of cigarette butts accumulated, and the sky gradually became dark outside the window. In the garrison camp, Yuyou sat down until dark.

He was never afraid of heaven or earth, but he was suddenly scared this time.

He felt it was impossible, but he wanted to call again and listen to the voice. But would the other party hate him very much from the beginning, just like Mizuki?

By the way, Xuyou called Qing Xiran in the middle of the night.

As soon as the phone was connected, Qing Xiran asked in an impatient tone:

"Xuyou?"

It was still the same voice, and the other party was indeed very similar to Mizuki's tone. Ohyou was trembling all the time, and he introduced himself numbly...

"No need to introduce yourself. Your Xiangcheng garrison cannot call me, I don't want to call me."

Qing Xiran's answer was very cold, so cold that it was no different from Shuiying.

Yuyou asked her why? In fact, no matter what kind of answer she gave, it didn't matter. He just wanted to hear the sound.

He thought that if the other party was Shui Ying, he would indeed speak like Qing Xiran.

In essence, his Shuiying is not a meddling person.

About night, Qing Xiran had more time, so she was willing to talk to him more.

They later talked about some questions about the disaster.

As a former mental arithmetic garrison who has been retired for several years, Qing Xiran does not know much about the nature of this disaster.

But she is very smart. Some things, Osuo will understand after a little bit of a clue.

After a few short sentences of exchange, Yuyou felt that how could there be such a similar person in this world?

[To be honest, I have been using wild fruit reading to read books and follow updates recently, changing sources and switching, and pronunciation aloud for many tones, www. Android and Apple are available.]

Qing Xiran is so similar to his water shadow, so much like it.

He suddenly asked:

"Miss Qing, what was the previous code name?"

But the other party suddenly hung up his phone, as if he had touched a question that she didn't want to answer, so he didn't even bother to say goodbye and hung up his phone directly.

If Shui Ying didn't want to talk to anyone, she would turn her head and leave, and she wouldn't waste half a second of her time on unnecessary greetings.

Suddenly, Xuyou wanted to meet this girl named Qing Xiran.

A girl from Xiangcheng who has the same tone and temperament as his wife.

I wonder if it looks the same?

He didn't want to treat anyone as his wife's substitute, but how could there be such a similar person in this world?

There are really few in this world in his wife's daughter's temperament.

So, just meet me. If not, Yuyou will give up again and wait and die.

If so...hehe, he wants the central system to die!

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