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Here is again
Dark rainy night, I seem to come again to that call me embarrassed, dark rainy night.
The rain makes me shiver involuntarily. In front of me, the ambiguous neon city and the wet house number are inviting me to stay in a tight lipped Motel, which carries the soul of the United States and is also the habitat of migratory birds.
At the far corner of the street came a embarrassed black bullet proof migratory bird.
I just watched it stop in front of the hotel.
The red haired man came out.
I had a clear view of Jack's body in the back seat.
Migratory birds carrying my good friends, slowly sliding into the depths of the rain.
The wet soul of the city washes the dust in the rain. The red haired man is like a lone dog standing in front of the hotel door. After all, his hesitant back is towards the shrinking steam in front of the door in the rain, towards the dim light of the steam.
Red haired man, I remember him.
I remember him standing under the fool's card with Johnny silverhand.
And then someone patted me on the shoulder.
Looking back, it's Johnny.
"Where is this?"
"I don't know."
"Don't you go in and have a look? Have you counselled me? "
Why not? I know what Johnny means, just as he knows me. He means, it's just a dream. You don't have to be on guard.
He just doesn't understand.
Maybe when I went through Johnny's life, he also went through my life, so we have something in mind.
We're in a sickening symbiosis, and if I say, Johnny's a parasite, I don't want him to stay in my head at all.
Night city doesn't need Johnny silverhand. He's 50 years old. He, together with his rock music, has disappeared in the clouds with the explosion in 2023. In other words, like him, he has also become the ghost of cyber, only constantly looking for me to be possessed by a body without dignity.
For the time being, let him stay in my mind for the time being. Soon after I get rid of relic chip, he can also say goodbye to the world, so we went into the familiar inferior hotel.
Let me see, Jesus came back to life after death, just like me, and the tight lipped motel is my Jerusalem.
So I know what's going to happen in front of me - Oh, please, I'm a normal person, I can completely guess the situation I'm going to face.
The world is false and a program. We all live in a world of artificial simulation. One thing we can be sure of is that the world will be restarted - even children's toys will not be thrown away once they have played, let alone a sophisticated simulation world.
So, the man with red hair, is he also called v?
This idea is very reasonable. I can imagine what kind of soul stirring story he has just experienced: he escaped from the heavily guarded cyanite building, escaped the interception of Adam hammer, and came all the way. He was already physically and mentally exhausted, and his good brother Jack died. What's next? Must have been betrayed by Dexter, shot in the head
I'm going to throw up.
I feel sick from the bottom of my heart. From my throat, from my stomach, from my navel, I want to spit out my soul - if I have it.
So my life is actually reincarnation again and again, this is a solid fact, I should have guessed it when I first had this dream.
So what happened in front of us may be the redundant data left in the last simulation. Just like this, there must be a huge amount of data redundancy in such a huge simulation program. I can fully understand that it must be exhausting for programmers to maintain such a program.
So Johnny and I followed the red haired man. The people in the hotel were vague and distorted, like a bunch of Party ghosts. They couldn't see me and Johnny. We were more empty than them.
So we got to the door of room 2004.
Unlike my caution, the red haired man went straight up and knocked on the door.
The horse opened the door and looked warily at both ends of the corridor.
Now Johnny and I were leaning on the wall of the hallway, holding our arms and watching coldly.
The red haired man came in.
I can't help sighing.
Johnny asked me, "so can you explain it to me?"
"Explain what?"
"What's the matter? I've seen this scene in your memory, this hotel, this corridor, the cigarette ends on the floor, and this room. You've been here in person, but now why did you change to this red haired kid?"
"If you're curious, you can guess as much as you can. If you guess well, I'll give you applause."
"It's not fun, girl. I think we have to be honest."
"Isn't it fun? You said to yourself, "we are all in the holy land of Osaka!" Why don't you feel funny now? Give up, Johnny, the world is fake, and you're the one who died once in the world. ""You don't understand. It's no use talking to you. You don't know what Shenyu is."
"Well, you see, omniscient Johnny hand of God, can you tell me, devout lamb, how can I get you out of my head?"
"Screw you."
Bang! ——
Gunfire came from room 2004.
Johnny and I stopped talking. Look at the door.
The door opened and the horse came out with the body of the red haired man.
God, his head is blooming, and blood is coming out of the bullet hole.
Johnny covered his nose and couldn't smell. "To be honest, I'm sick."
"Aren't you used to such scenes? Why do you still feel sick? "
"I don't know. You watch a rabbit rush into a trap, and you can't do anything. Even if you have nothing to do with that rabbit, he is dead."
"It happens every day in the night city. You can find bodies in any black alley. "
"Yes, human life is the most damned worthless, but I hate betrayal."
"Have you ever been betrayed? I thought the famous Johnny silverhand was always going well
“……” Johnny took a puff. "It's inevitable to be in the night city."
"Yes, because this is the city of night after all."
The next moment, the scene suddenly blurred.
And then we came to the dump, which was terrible, I know, because I climbed out of it myself. Dexter asked the groom to throw the red haired man's body into the dustbin, and then it was transported to the dump together. With a roar, it was dumped on another pile of garbage.
I squatted on a broken fridge and said to Johnny, "actually, that red haired dead man is me."
"You mean..." Johnny lowered his voice and asked in a furtive voice, "are you transgender?"
"No, I mean, that man, it's another me. He also has a relic chip in his head. Guess who is the consciousness in the chip? "
Johnny was silent for a moment and whispered, "I'll fuck you."
Not really.
A few days later, Dexter came with Takemura Goro.
The man with red hair came out of the garbage and was dragged by the fat man to Zhucun. He was dying.
Takemura shot Dexter - Hey, I kind of like this guy, at least for my revenge, right?
The red haired man whispered: help me
Zhucun slapped him.
Grass, I hate this guy again.