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In the house, it was quiet.
302's mood still hasn't calmed down.
Something has changed in him.
He cried.
Even though he knew that the man just now chose death for a greater victory, he still cried.
This does not represent weakness or fear, it is just the release of certain emotions.
It only existed for a few seconds.
Then, 302 returned to its original calmness.
Outside, when my brother heard the news, he asked Lin Mo in a low voice, have you ever heard that obsession can make you cry?
Lin Mo shook his head.
Obsession is mostly terrifying. It is the most unreasonable type of dream monster, and it is a group that is difficult for outsiders to break into.
They have no fear, are powerful, and cannot feel the passage of time.
Only exists for one thing.
Before this is accomplished, they are nearly invincible, nothing can kill them, and no force can stop them.
As for crying.
Anyway, Lin Mo has never seen it.
He has seen anxious obsession before.
For example, the delivery boy who is angry because it takes too long to pick up the food.
At the gate, Lin Mo had already changed into new clothes.
His identity this time is ‘Carman’.
That's right.
After the previous identity is sacrificed, the coachman will appear.
And because of the extensive foreshadowing, 302 will most likely recognize the driver and have a natural sense of trust.
Of course, this also requires a process.
The first thing is how to confirm that he is the driver.
However, Lin Mo had already laid the groundwork for this matter.
in the house.
While the guards around him were not paying attention, 302 slowly reached out and took out something from his coat pocket.
He was very careful, afraid that others would find out.
That's a small note.
It was wrinkled and stained with blood.
302 found the opportunity to take a look, then put the note into his mouth and swallowed it.
Destroy corpses and eliminate traces.
There was a string of numbers written on the note and two poems written on it.
Last night I fought back to the north, floating like dust on the road.
302 is also a learned man. He knows that these two lines of poetry were taken from two different ancient poems and pieced together.
What's the use of this thing?
Obviously, this is a code.
One-to-one secret code.
If someone says the previous sentence, then by matching the next sentence, the identity of the other person can be determined.
This thing is very secretive.
Generally it is impossible to write it down on paper, it must be recorded in your mind.
But why is it on this note?
302 It is estimated that the comrade who chose self-sacrifice before wrote it specifically for himself.
Because this note was the last time the other party was arrested, he passed by me and secretly stuffed it into his pocket.
The action was very covert and no one noticed it.
And 302 has never shown it.
This is the habit of those who fight on a hidden front.
Be careful, be careful again.
Be cautious, be more cautious.
It was only later that he took a chance to take a look at it, wrote it down and destroyed it immediately.
"That string of numbers must be very important."
302 muttered to himself.
He wrote it down.
Since it is something that the person would rather die to pass on, it must be very important.
Now the only one who knows that string of numbers is myself.
So I can't die.
The information must be passed on, no matter what the cost.
Outside.
Lin Yuan and Lin Mo felt that the obsession in the room had increased sharply, and everyone looked strange.
"What's going on?"
"I don't know, this is so good, why has the obsession increased again?"
"302 seems to be more powerful."
"Ignore him, we still act according to the plan. This good situation cannot be wasted."
"By the way, what is the series of numbers on the note before?"
"That's the password I made up for my previous game account."
"..."
Lin Mo explained carefully at this time, saying that there is no chance for trial and error in the next step, there is only one chance, and once started, it can only continue and cannot be stopped.
"Because not only are we participating this time, but also the Japanese soldiers here. This battle is huge when you think about it."
"Have you figured out the escape route?"
"Not bad. I asked Ghost to explore around before and found a courtyard close to the city wall. There is a cellar in it. I would say it was a tunnel dug in advance that can lead to the outside of the city. Then I will take 302 there. Before
Didn't his legs get broken during the interrogation? He knew he couldn't escape. I concluded that he would give his hope to me, the coachman, to go out and deliver the information on his behalf. In this way, he would put down his execution after knowing the information was delivered.
When the time comes, the memory recall will be over."
"The plan is good." My brother praised it, thought for a moment, and then said, "Mom, will she..."
Lin Mo knew what brother meant.
I'm afraid that once this memory recall ends, my mother will return to her original form.
It's not easy for my mother to come back. If she goes back again, it will be unacceptable to them.
Regarding this issue, Lin Mo and Brother have thought about it carefully and considered it.
Some opinions and suggestions were put forward, but no consensus was truly reached.
At this time, Lin Mo suddenly thought of a possibility.
He glanced at Lin Yuan and said, brother, do you remember that I have a cardboard box?
"I don't remember, do you?"
"I don't remember either, but I did. I didn't know about this until later. That cardboard box was magical. There was a kid I didn't know in it. I had to say that I was its father. Isn't that nonsense? But
What it said is true, and I guess it’s not lying.”
"you mean?"
"I think that since the kid named Doudou inside has not lost his memory, maybe it is because he is in that cardboard box and will not be affected by the passage of time. It is like an isolation box that can be isolated from the surrounding environment."
"I understand, you mean, put mom in?"
"Yes, this is the most reliable plan in my opinion."
"What if it doesn't work?"
"Wherever there is a 100% thing, you can do it with 70% to 80% confidence."
"That's right."
Lin Mo also told his mother about this, and she agreed.
Because there are only two possibilities for the next play.
One is that if the performance goes well, everyone is happy; the other is that the performance fails, and the result is that time goes back and restarts.
Cardboard boxes can block restarted memory plundering. Lin Mo just learned about this.
It's a bit late.
This time I can only fit my mother in. She is small and Doudou can forcefully squeeze in, but one more person will not be able to do it.
Lin Mo wanted his brother to come in too.
My brother said that your plan is so thorough this time that it will definitely succeed, so it doesn’t mean much whether you can get in or not.
What can Lin Mo say?
He said it himself, nothing in the world is 100% perfect, and if 302 achieves what he wants, I may not be able to achieve it even 70% to 80%.
Lin Mo estimated that it was 60% to death.
Maybe even just 50/50.
I can only give it a try. If it doesn't work, I hope my mother can convince me and my brother to cooperate again next time, but I don't know what method to use then.
Lin Mo was already dressed up now.
Some of the paper figures with him put on other clothes and held guns in their hands.
Lin Mo plays the role of a ‘car driver’ this time, coming to save people.
When the gunfire rings out, the Japanese soldiers will definitely come, and this group of actors will definitely perform their duties. Fortunately, Lin Mo has already thought of the route, so he is very sure of escaping.
This drama will definitely make 302 enjoy watching it.
"Are you ready?" Lin Mo asked his brother.
The old man nodded.
Lin Mo took a deep breath, then covered his face and put on his hat, and fired a shot at the wall.
Bang.
The show is about to begin.
302 heard the gunshots outside, and he didn't know what happened.
It was a mess outside, with shouts and sirens raised by Japanese soldiers, and gunfire crackling.
After a while, the gunfire stopped a little.
Someone kicked open the door and shot the enemies guarding the house down with two shots.
After I came in, I walked around and got confused.
"Where are the people?"
"I don't know. The information I got before said that he is being held here."
"These bastards."
Then the few people who came in noticed 302.
"who is he?"
"have no idea."
"Take it away first."
At that moment, two people came up and held 302 up and walked out.
302 didn’t resist either.
He was observing and felt a little excited.
There was another gunfight outside, and it was very lively.
Then a large number of Japanese soldiers rushed over. This scene was definitely not a joke, it was really a beating to death.
302 is also very clear.
Of the group of people who took him away, only two of them were beaten in the end.
Finally, one of them went to the rear.
I guess it's also a bad thing.
There was only one left. He helped the lame man and turned into an alley and opened a courtyard door.
This is right under the city wall.
"Seeing as you were also arrested by them, you should not be a bad person. I will take you with me this time."
As he spoke, the man pushed aside the stone slabs on the ground, revealing a passage entrance.
"We have dug this passage a long time ago. It can lead directly to the outside of the city. If you climb out along here, you will be out of danger."
"Aren't you leaving?" 302 finally couldn't help but ask.
"Me?" The man smiled and said, "I haven't found the person I'm looking for yet. If I don't want to leave, you can leave."
"I know where the person you are looking for is, but unfortunately, he has been killed by the enemy." 302 told the truth.
"You're talking nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense."
"How do you prove it?"
"Last night the fight returned to the north!"
302 said.
The man opposite was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it. He paused for a moment before replying: "Piao Rumo Shangchen, you, how do you know?"
"The person you were looking for told me that you are the driver?" 302's eyes were full of expectation.
"Yes, I am the coachman, who are you?"
"My codename is Fishbone, but that's not important anymore. My leg is lame. I can't walk on my own, and I can't go far, so I'll stay behind and you can take the information with you."
"How can this be done? Let's go together."
"No, don't forget our mission. I asked you to write down a string of numbers. It was left by the person you are looking for. It should be an encrypted number. Remember it."
Saying 302, he read out the number he had memorized.
"Have you remembered it?"
"Um."
"Also, I have a list of enemies lurking on our side. You should also write it down and be sure to bring it back, so that my mission can be completed."
302 also memorized the list.
Apparently he has an excellent memory.
Or maybe, in the past hundred years, he has never forgotten this mission and information.
After saying that, 302 was obviously relieved.
It was the kind of relief after a heavy burden was lifted, as if life and death were completely unimportant at this moment. 302 smiled, with a lot of emotions in his eyes.
It's hard to describe.
"Let's go, I'll guard here, give me a gun." 302 said.
The driver, Lin Mo, nodded and handed over the gun in his hand.
"Go quickly."
302 pushed him.
Lin Mo stood at the entrance of the cave and looked back.
302 nodded at him and said the last four words.
"Please!"
Lin Mo jumped down.
Of course, this is just a cellar with passages inside, but they are no more than four or five meters away, and Lin Mo is nestled underneath, motionless.