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Chapter 810 Let's go see her.

The more I think about it, the more likely it seems. There must be some secret hidden in the new Blood City of Shanghai.

The piercing sound of police sirens interrupted Gao Ming's thoughts. Police cars drove past him, but instead of entering the Yong Sheng Pharmaceutical Building, they went into nearby residential buildings.

The AI ​​has identified the criminal, and the police only need to verify and make the arrest.

In the new smart city of Shanghai, the probability of every citizen committing a crime is digitized. There are no criminals who cannot be caught here, unless the murderer is not human.

Citizens have long been accustomed to the convenience brought by the AI, and often even thinking is an unnecessary thing. The entire city is planned in an orderly manner by the AI, and it seems that "it" will never make a mistake.

“The smart city has been ‘kidnapped’ by Zero, who has used a special method to make people walk onto the altar themselves.” Gao Ming didn’t want to get involved in Zero’s plan, but there was one person he wanted to take away from the quagmire of Immortal Pharmaceuticals.

Gao Ming didn't know how to face that person. She was one of the perpetrators of all the conspiracies and one of the causes of all the changes. She was both the perpetrator and the redeemer. In her, Gao Ming fully saw the complexity and uncertainty of human nature.

"Go meet her."

Compared to other Blood City Lords, Gao Ming is perhaps more solitary. He possesses an air of incompatibility with this world, which may be related to the fact that his appearance in the Vast Ocean was a conspiracy and an accident.

Reaching into the torture chamber, he grabbed her photograph. Gao Ming searched through the dreams of the Immortal Pharmaceuticals employees until he finally saw her face.

She was ousted from the management ranks of Immortal Pharmaceuticals, and the dreams others had of her were primarily composed of gray, black, and red.

Arriving at an orphanage, Gao Ming followed the children's cries as he walked through the somewhat dilapidated buildings.

This orphanage was established half a century ago and has been renovated many times, but it is still outdated. It was even shut down before due to some scandals involving Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals.

Walking quietly, Gao Ming can sense whether a place is good or bad. This is not a subjective guess, but a judgment based on dreams.

The children's dreams in the orphanage are like big chunks of cotton candy, soft, fluffy, and with a hint of sweetness; they are well taken care of.

The child's crying finally stopped, and Gao Ming walked to the orphanage's kitchen, where a warm yellow light was on.

A little girl in a red dress stood by the table. She was so small that she had to hold onto the table with both hands and stand on tiptoe to see the plates on the table.

On a clean plate sat a small rabbit cut from an apple, and next to it, a pair of fair hands laid down a sharp knife.

The little girl reached out eagerly, but she couldn't reach the rabbit on the plate no matter what she did. She raised her rosy cheeks and looked at the woman across the table: "Auntie, I can't touch it."

The little girl's eyes were full of confusion. The usually gentle and smiling headmistress stood silently by the table, her eyes fixed on the door, wanting to look away but unable to.

“Director Mama?” The girl turned around and saw a man standing in the doorway. He looked to be about the same age as the Director Mama. He wasn’t handsome, but he seemed to have experienced a lot, like a mysterious, huge vortex that could suck your soul in with just one glance. “Did they send you to take care of these children?” Gao Ming gave a faint smile. “I’ve already gone ‘home.’ Thank you for the key.”

She didn't speak. The woman used to be able to make jokes about Gao Ming without any restraint. In Hanhai, she could do whatever she wanted. Everything was fake, a dream and an illusion. But this was Xinhu.

"The Blood City of the Vast Sea has been rebuilt, and all illusions have become reality." Gao Ming knew what Xuan Wen was thinking. His eyes could see countless dreams in Xuan Wen's mind, some good, some bad, some more, some less, and he was in all of them.

“I’ve been working for Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals from the very beginning, and I’m the one who wrote your life, making you suffer pain you shouldn’t have to endure. I’ve never treated you as an equal. In the time we spent together, I mostly saw you as someone to cultivate and conquer. All the intimacy, ambiguity, and entanglement were pre-planned.” The woman raised her head, looking directly into Gao Ming’s face: “Now, will you still thank me?”

Nodding, Gao Ming stepped out of the shadows, the light shining on his face.

"New Shanghai will soon be in chaos. If the Savior doesn't return, this city will be divided up by the Blood City Lords. If the Savior does return, you may also be implicated because of Zero. So the best choice is to leave with me and return to the Vast Ocean."

Aside from Gao Ming, who is drawn by fate, and his parents who keep entering the deeper world to find him, Xuan Wen is the only living person who repeatedly enters the tunnel. If she harbors malicious intent, she could easily destroy the "safe house" of Gao Ming's parents.

In fact, from the moment Xuanwen failed to destroy the safe house, she had already violated Zero's orders by concealing the information inside the tunnel.

In the game of the unknown higher dimensions, due to the existence of destiny, it is difficult for them to personally participate. They can only use pieces to lay out their plans. However, now Gao Ming has jumped out of the chessboard, and Xuan Wen has become a sacrifice.

"You can't take the headmistress away." The little girl went around the table and hugged Xuanwen. Children express their feelings directly and simply. They hug what they like and stay away from what they dislike, unlike adults who always have various concerns.

Stroking the little girl's hair, Xuanwen stood still, but her expression softened after hearing Gao Ming's firm reply: "I can't leave with you. Your path is destined to be alone. Everyone you meet is a matter of fate, and the closer they are to you, the greater the danger they will ultimately bring you."

The little girl was a bit nervous. She was kind-hearted and vaguely felt that what the headmistress had said was somewhat hurtful.

“It’s alright.” Gao Ming reached out his hand: “Every time I’m reborn, it’s you who takes me away. In this one-man show that has been performed countless times, you are my only audience.”

“That’s why I can’t go with you anymore. Maybe next time you open your eyes, I’ll still be the one picking you up on that electric scooter. It’ll be raining, the roads will be rough, the city will be dark and very quiet, so quiet it will feel like there’s only the two of us.” Xuanwen said nostalgically, “You know what? I actually…”

Without saying anything more, Xuanwen handed the girl the apple "little rabbit" she had carved, took her hand, and said, "Go ahead and do your own thing, let me think about it."

After leaving the kitchen, Xuanwen led the little girl back to the room.

"Mommy, I'll sleep well. Don't worry about me. Go and have a good talk with that uncle. He looks like he's in a lot of pain, the kind of pain that comes from the bottom of his heart." The little girl lay obediently on the bed, not even eating the little rabbit she had peeled from the apple.

“I know his pain, so I can’t hurt him anymore.” Xuanwen sat on the edge of the bed: “He is a man without weaknesses, and I can’t be his weakness.”

(End of this chapter)