Time-Limited Hunt

The rain is still falling, and the weather channel of the Inspectorate is broadcasting live, issuing a rainstorm warning to local residents. +++ The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.novelmtl.com

"The transport ship is currently out of service," the anchor said to the camera, shaking hands with his fingers. "The public transportation system will also be temporarily stopped, but you don't have to panic. The regional food reserves are very sufficient, but there will be heavy rains in the past few days. It is recommended Everyone should go out less and pay attention to safety—"

The weather channel was cut off.

"I have to ask the Inspectorate. What are you doing? Why are you still not acting?" Liu Chen was emotionally dressed in a suit he hadn't changed. He even stood up and waved his arms towards the camera. "The heavy rain drained the community. It was submerged, and the corpse floated in the water. My God, audience friends, the corpse floats in the water. Is this still a surveillance society? We handed over our privacy to the Inspectorate, which is bad in nature But the murders of the People’s Republic of China are still happening, and the Inspectorate cannot guarantee the safety of residents!"

Liu Chen's generous statement stuck, and he was frozen on the TV screen. Yan Junxun continued to switch channels blankly.

"If you see this person, please call the following number immediately and contact the Inspectorate." A member of the Inspectorate pointed to the light screen, which showed a photo of 01ae86 holding a sign in the prison. "This is a dangerous person. Say it again, if you see..."

Yan Junxun changed the channel again.

The host of the entertainment channel raised his hands and shouted excitedly: "Let us welcome the clown circus with warm applause!"

A clown stepped out on a unicycle. He blew kisses to the cheers from the audience and took off his hat by the way. He turned his hat upside down towards the host, and it was empty inside.

The host said cooperatively: "Okay, I can see it clearly, it's empty inside. What are you going to do?"

The clown took out a gun from his hat like magic. He shot himself and fell to the ground "　" like he was dead. The host screamed in fright, and the audience screamed. The clown suddenly sat up and turned his gun into a flower. The host clutched his chest and laughed, and the audience applauded.

"You are a magician," the host said loudly, "the clown magician."

The camera has been pushed near the clown, giving him a close-up of his face. He spread his hands to the audience, shrugging his shoulders and learning how to duck. The audience laughed constantly, and he walked back to the host, bent over to the host, and motioned for the host to reach out.

"What is it this time?" The host stretched out his hand, "I'm looking forward to it."

The clown took out the gun from behind and fired a shot at the host. The host fell to the ground, just like the clown did. The audience laughed loudly, which made the clown feel proud, and he smiled at the camera braggingly.

But the host did not stand up.

A few seconds later, the front row audience screamed first. She saw blood flowing along the stage, wet her shoes.

"Don't go," the clown hugged the camera, brought his face close, took a picture from left to right, and said happily, "Do you like this show? Profiler!" He suddenly turned away and cursed the audience, "Don't be annoying! I’m so annoyed! You’re so arguing that I can’t speak well!" He turned his head back and "tsk" irritably, "I have brought a high-profile webcast. Please keep your eyes on me. Look at me, I have something to say."

The stage lights were played well, and the clown felt very satisfied.

"I said everyone, why don't you resist? Rebellion," the clown released his hand and waved urgingly. This was imitating Liu Chen's actions. "Monitoring the society will kill each of you, and the Inspectorate is black. Leopard’s running dog. I heard," he said with his mouth closed and whispered, "I heard that Fu Chenghui is going to blow up this place."

[This man is a lunatic hhh]

[Improvisation? What a junk show. 】

[Fu Chenghui, he just said that Fu Chenghui, Jiang Lian should be inspected here. The black dog came out to work, someone scolded your father. 】

"What the hell," Jiang Lian in the inspectorate stood up and looked at the central light screen. "Why is there a real-time barrage? Didn't you turn it off? Turn it off quickly!"

"I want to say that this is not a society that advertises freedom? I have freedom of speech." The clown scratched his head with a gun, and changed his tone in fear. "I will be arrested if I tell the truth. Am I doing something wrong? Did I commit a crime? I just came to save everyone!" He raised his hand and shot off a stage light, "Fu Chenghui blew up the stagnation zone a few years ago. You all know the stagnation zone, and the women there—ah, I said When it comes to women," the clown narrowed his eyes a little, "women are great, they gave birth to the world. I hope I am also a woman, so that I can contribute my own womb. Hey, hey! Fu Chenghui wants the system to rule the world. You, you, women have only this purpose." The clown gestured with a pinky finger, "It is to breed the world and reproduce for the humans under the rule of the system. This is your profession."

[Neuropathy! 】

[Inciting gender antagonism you are dead. 】

[Did Fu Chenghui not do it? He also called for the establishment of a regional confinement center. The current system education is in its embryonic form, and Fu Chenghui has been said to be untrustworthy. 】

[Women just want to have children, is it wrong to have children? Who on earth is engaging in gender antagonism? Why are you so sensitive! 】

[Men and women, don't be tempted, this is a lunatic. 】

The clown enjoys the barrage storm. He loves this moment. Manipulating public opinion can make him enjoy the pleasure of being a man. He—it cannot distort the established facts in this world, but it can use this to incite regional chaos. There is not much time left for the limited-time hunting, and the clown can't wait any longer. He has a new method, which I learned from Liu Chen and Chen Xiulian.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I haven't answered it directly because it was blown up by Fu Chenghui."

【? ? ? 】

The barrage raised a question mark.

"Can't it be turned off?" Jiang Lian looked like a trapped beast in front of the central light screen. He hadn't solved the matter of Yan Junxun, so he could only shout in anxiety, "Master the system!"

"I'm a good person, an honest and good person. My main job is clowning, and my side job is saving the world. Listen to me, believe me, I'm not doing a terrorist attack, I don't even work for you," said the clown. Kicking away the host’s body, “I’m going to be the first to say “no” to the world, no!” It stood in the most dazzling position of the light, spread its arms, and continued the dangerous speech, “I want to say where and where, and Can you go to me? Follow me. Fu Chenghui blew up the stagnation zone, don't you believe it? I have evidence."

The clown showed its evidence to the public, which was the personal information video of the stagnation zone that it had used in Lixing. With the word "cunning" written in its eyes, it changed its offensive mode during this hunt and turned itself into a righteous party.

"We are all naked in the online world. This is the result of Fu Chenghui's request, but he did not protect us. Watching these videos, they can be bought online for 20 yuan. Women in stagnant areas no longer have children, then It’s not their fault, but Fu Chenghui. The information leakage is just the beginning, and the danger is about survival. System monitoring keeps our living space shrinking, and freedom is about to disappear." The clown stared at the camera, his eyes penetrating, as if he could see Yan Junxun. It embezzled Yan Junxun's lines and continued: "Humans are full of individual existences. If we are to become livestock in a farm, it is better to destroy the world than to die."

The light from the TV screen shone on Yan Junxun's face. His complexion was not good. He heard the words incited by the clown, and his head "buzzed". He held the remote control in one hand, and pushed the hair in front of him with the other hand, revealing the forehead with the anti-fever paste.

Today Shi Shanyan didn't know where he was going, and Yan Junxun couldn't get out all the time. He could only watch TV. The **** show upset him, but he didn't switch channels because the clown made him feel familiar.

[Does the Inspectorate leave it alone? ? 】

[Fuck, he was right, this is an information leak! 】

[We eat and sleep will be recorded by the system, and the system will sell these records, what are we? 】

[The scalp is numb! ! ! 】

"I am willing to stand up, everybody, stand up like an individual." The clown began its lively performance. "Say'no' to the inspectorate headed by Fu Chenghui, and'no' to the world! People live to fight. !"

"Forcibly turn off," Jiang Lian looked at the barrage that was gradually out of control, "Don't let it take the rhythm! This is a terrorist attack, it is spreading dangerous information!"

[Jiang Lianzhen is Fu Chenghui licking the dog, and this has to be given to Fu Chenghui. You haven't been so dedicated as a son! 】

[Jiang Lian's surname is Fu, he had been picked up long ago, and he bribed Fu Chenghui. 】

【? ? ? I thought he was pretty good! 】

[He is so cheap, his character is bad! 】

Security guards and members of the inspectorate broke into the hall and warned the clown to raise his hands.

"The Inspectorate wants me to shut up, they are holding guns at me!" The clown wiped the makeup on his face and shouted vigorously into the camera, "But I'm a **** fighter!"

"Put down the gun," a member of the inspectorate shouted, "put down the gun!"

"I hope you all run quickly! Fu Chenghui is the lackey of the system, and the system wants to rule!" The clown struck the camera during the arrest, struggling violently, and the makeup on his face was rubbed off, "I want to tell the whole thing. Humans of the world, run! Run out of the dirty and smelly glass cover, we want freedom! Long live freedom!"

The **** of a member of the Inspectorate slammed behind the clown's head, and its forehead hit the camera. This action angered the crowd watching the live broadcast. The communicator of the inspectorate was blown up, and the calls from the area followed one after another.

"Hello, I am the service system of the Inspectorate."

"The system is going to die!"

"Hello, I am……"

"Bah, black dog! No bones!"

Jiang Lian's transmitter is also ringing, and the number of messages on his online homepage is growing rapidly.

[Fu Lian? ? ? 】

[How is your family? 】

[Jiang Lian follow the system to die. Go to die. 】

[Can you buy your wife's video for 20 yuan? 】

[Why are you still alive? 】

[The following is Jiang Lian’s personal information and his wife’s. His wife runs a barbecue restaurant next to the Inspectorate, and it's good to be with her family. Who helps to see if his wife’s barbecue restaurant is not formal? 】

[I can think of it with his toes, Jiang Lian himself relies on bribery to take the upper position, his wife is all the way. 】

[A few really capable people like him? He relies on bribery. You go to listen to his incumbent speech, it is all high-sounding words, old bastard, I long ago thought he was not a good thing. 】

"Don't do it," Jiang Lian said to the members of the field, holding the transmitter, "bring it out..."

"Long live freedom!" The clown interrupted Jiang Lian's instructions and slammed his head under the guns of the members of the Inspectorate. "Shoot at me. I will never bow to the system and give up!"

Jiang Lian wanted to say something, but the gunfire went off. The members holding the gun were stunned, but the gun just rang, and the bullet hit the head of the clown. It was close to the camera and its eyes widened.

The TV screen quickly turned red.

The clown slipped down and fell to the ground.

After a few seconds, the barrage began to refresh.

【We want freedom! ! ! 】

[Reject system monitoring, let Fu Chenghui go! Let Jiang Lian roll! 】

The street alarm in the parking area immediately sounded, and the neon lights flashed a few times and stopped. Clouds took over the entire sky, and the rain did not stop.

Yan Junxun turned his head and saw the door opened. He was sitting on the sofa, wearing an oversized T-shirt with the anti-fever sticker on his forehead, and asked with a serious face: "This is your person too?"

Shi Shanyan took off his jacket and took out the newly bought apron. He fastened his apron, and the little yellow duck on it was eye-catching, and said casually, "I don't know."

"This person," Yan Junxun pointed at the TV, "he said he is also a messenger of justice."

"Fake," Toshiyama Yan picked up the radish on the ground and passed the sofa, "I am the real one."

Yan Junxun watched Shi Shanyan walk into the open kitchen. He didn't say whether he believed it or not. He looked back when Shi Shanyan turned on the faucet to wash the vegetables. He said, "Can I smoke?"

Shi Shanyan turned his head, looked at him for a while, and said, "Please."

The distance between the restraint locks between Yan Junxun's wrists has widened, and he can smoke, but cannot change clothes normally. He drew the cigarette from the coffee table and held it in his mouth without lightening it. He stepped on the carpet barefoot and stood in front of the refrigerator.

Shi Shanyan pointed to the side: "The milk is here."

"I hate milk." Yan Junxun took out a cold beer. In this refrigerator, no, everything in this house is his liking, he has whatever he likes. He pulled the beer away and watched Toshiyama Yan wash the dishes: "You said we have to stay together all the time, but you have been going out alone these days. Is it fun outside?"

Yan Junxun had a fight with Shi Shanyan, but it was useless. The shackles and locks blocked his freedom. The curtains were sewn to death, and there was little room for him to move. The lunatic had a few words that touched him, freedom, he wanted to run.

"It's fun," Shi Shanyan turned off the cold water and put the radish on the chopping board. "We can go out and play when you are done."

"I'm not sick," Yan Junxun said, "I fucking, I'm not sick."

Yan Junxun finished the beer and threw it into the trash can. He walked a few times in the living room and turned up the TV sound, which caused two people's eardrum pain. The door was unlocked, and Yan Jun glanced at the remote control while looking for it.

"Don't come near the door," Toshiyama Yan cuts the vegetables with steady hands, his voice is gentle, but the warning inside makes his legs soft, "If you dare to run, I will tie your legs with a tie."