I'm not Yingjie

"It shows that the boss has a good eye." Padu grinned like any other profiteer. "There is only this one. If you miss it, you will miss this shop. But there are other people who like this bracelet."

"Yes, of course I have good taste and I like this bracelet." The blond man moved his fingers and glanced at Padu, "After all, this thing was once in my safe."

"..."

Paduo's expression changed quickly, and just as she was about to step back, the person next to the yellow-haired man reached out and grabbed her arm.

"He took it while I was out. I couldn't search for it in the past month because of the cold weather. I thought it was just left to a thief. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence..."

The blond man slowly put the bracelet into his pocket, raised his lips and said to Padu: "Do you know where this bracelet came from? After I chopped off another idiot's hand, this thing belonged to me. Now, I think I can try to replicate the scream of that idiot."

Padu tilted her head and smiled: "Really? My companion is pointing a gun at your head from behind."

"Varied……"

The blond man was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He turned around suddenly and happened to see a sharp-looking pistol sticking out from behind the wall, pointing at his head.

His men were about to turn back, but he stopped them with a stern shout: "Don't turn back!"

"Hmm? Can you let go now?" Padu smiled and took back her hand. She had already taken the bracelet before putting it back into her pocket, but the man knew nothing about it.

Padu made way for him and said, "Don't look back. Let's go."

There was no other choice but for the two to leave in disgrace under the threat of the gun.

"Phew... I'm so scared. It's really a coincidence that the person who was robbed goes to buy things from the person who stole it." Pado wiped the sweat from her head and walked to the side of the pistol.

Lin sat in a wheelchair, holding a pistol, motionless.

Sometimes he would do nothing like this, just staring blankly and letting others do whatever they wanted.

"Who are you, and why do you have a pistol on you..." Paduo became more and more curious about Lin's identity. She searched Lin's body and found the pistol. She didn't know much about guns, but just looking at the shape made her feel that it was not simple.

"Forget it, don't think too much, let's go home."

……

"Are you a super-rich boss? It's not easy to own a private residence in a place like Dusk Street. And someone framed you and you ended up like this."

Paddo pushed Lin's wheelchair towards the house.

She has been taking care of Lin for almost a month, and the key has not been found yet, but Paduo has gotten to know Lin a little.

This is a person who spends most of his time in a fantasy world where he cannot perceive the outside world. He knows a lot of people, but Paddo can't remember their names, and he has never said his own name.

In fact, his mobility impairment was not very serious. He could use his strong arms to push the wheelchair to go anywhere, and he could recognize the roads. However, he could not see anything except the structures of buildings and roads.

Paddo had seen similar patients in the sanatorium who suffered from a disease that left purple lines all over their bodies, but none of them seemed to have as serious a disease as Lin's, whose entire bodies were covered with purple lines.

"But you probably can't recover. I don't have the money to take you to see a doctor... Your family doesn't have any money either. But I don't know who that person was to you last time..."

"Clap."

Paddo stopped suddenly.

It's so quiet around here.

Quiet unlike the infamous Dusk Street.

At the exit of the alley ahead, two people walked in and blocked the way. Pado immediately turned back, and her blood instantly froze.

The yellow-haired man, looking slightly angry, blocked the retreat route with three other people.

"Oh my god? This is your companion? Hahahaha..." The man pursed his lips, signaled his men to give him the knife, and slowly approached the nervous Padu, "Do you need me to help 'treat' him?"

"Wait, wait a minute! It has nothing to do with him! He's just a fool!" Padu protected Lin behind her. She was very scared, but she still tried her best not to let them get close to Lin. "If you have any problems, come to me. Don't embarrass him. I'll give you my bracelet back!"

"Bracelet? Won't it be mine later?"

"Don't, don't come here!"

Paduo tried to grab the pistol in Lin's arms, but the yellow-haired man kicked her on the arm, knocking Lin, who was in a wheelchair, to the ground.

Lin lay unconscious in the mud, staring at the dirty water with empty eyes.

Now Padu felt nothing but regret. Why had she been so careless this time?

If she was alone, she would still have the confidence to escape, but if she took Lin with her...

The blond man raised a knife, stepped on Padu's back with a grin, and then stabbed her with the knife.

"Snapped."

"Click it."

The crisp sound of something breaking was heard, making the surroundings silent for a moment.

The men standing behind the man opened their mouths wide, unable to speak.

The one-legged man covered the yellow-haired man's mouth with one hand and pinched his knife-holding fingers with the other.

The sound of bones crushing just now came from his hand.

Lin's eyes were still unfocused, but his left hand accurately and powerfully covered the yellow-haired man's mouth tightly, preventing him from making any sound even though he was about to faint from the pain.

He exerted force with his right hand again—"Crack."

The yellow-haired man was knocked unconscious by the pain. When Lin let go, he took out the knife from his completely deformed and twisted fingers.

Padu looked at Lin, who was standing on one leg against the wall, in surprise, and asked tremblingly, "You, you, you...you woke up?"

It was then that the others reacted, and the two people behind Lin were the first to greet him with raised fists.

Lin didn't look back. He tilted his head to avoid one of the men's straight punch, raised his arm and hit him with an elbow, breaking his arm. Then, as the man howled, he grabbed his arm that was twisted in a strange direction and pulled it, then hit him with a hook and sent him flying. Blood spurted out of his mouth and nostrils.

"Oh!"

The other man was hit in the lower abdomen by Lin's faster punch when his fist hit his back. He even vomited gastric juice for a moment. Then Lin grabbed his neck mercilessly and pressed it down, and hit his spine hard with his elbow.

"Crack." After a creepy crisp sound, the man fainted and might spend the rest of his life in bed.

The remaining two people were even easier to deal with. Lin dodged their attacks flexibly, not like a man missing a leg. He chopped one of them on the neck with a knife in one hand, and finally stabbed the knife into the palm of the last person, nailing him to the wall.

It took less than twenty seconds, and Lin Lian didn't move a step. It was simple, cold, efficient and even elegant.

Lin stared at Pado lying on the ground with his dilated pupils. He said nothing, turned around, straightened the wheelchair, and sat on it.

"..."

Without saying anything, he just stared into the distance.

He seemed to have become mentally ill again, suffering from Alzheimer's disease.

Chapter 20: Past and Future

"God must also enjoy killing."

“He/she does it all the time.”

The knuckles tapped on the edge of the table. Weiwei, who was sitting on the chair, greeted Einstein with a smile. The light above her head flickered, and a girl who looked like a doll stood behind her in black and white.

"Oh? Really? Shouldn't God be just a spectator?" Einstein took off his coat and hung it aside, revealing his plaid shirt. He brushed his messy hair away from his forehead, "cutting the fish with a knife and fork, dipping it in sauce, and enjoying his candlelight dinner amid the performance of ordinary people."

"But aren't we God's own creation?" Weiwei pointed casually, and the lights returned to normal.

Prometheus stared speechlessly at the remote control in her hand under the table.

Einstein walked up to Prometheus and admired her as if she were a work of art: "This must be Prometheus. What an amazing life."

"Dr. Einstein, nice to meet you."

"Haven't we already met once on the transport plane?"

Einstein buttoned up the sleeves of his plaid shirt and smiled at Prometheus: "But strictly speaking, this is indeed the first 'meeting'."

"So, Dr. Einstein, shall we continue with our last topic?" Weiwei snapped her fingers, and a scribbled design appeared on the screen behind her. "Or shall we go have afternoon tea first?"

Einstein shook his finger and said, "Oh, my dear Dr. Velvet, if you are willing to call eight o'clock in the evening afternoon, I will be happy to accompany you to the cafeteria to drink their swill."

"Yeah, you think too..."

"Dr. Velvi, please get to the point," Prometheus reminded.

"This kid is still as ignorant as ever..." Weiwei shrugged, "But I don't hate him."

The purpose of Einstein's trip is for a plan, a plan that combines Mei's artificial intelligence technology, Velvet's bionic robot technology and Delta's mechanical titan technology.

She calls it the "armed puppet" program.

The autonomous Titan has been fully developed and armed, but with it comes a fatal problem.

Titans are not suitable for ordinary missions. They only exist for high-risk areas and large-scale collapses. This means that the advanced weapons installed on them can only gather dust in the warehouse, and the general task-solving methods have not made any breakthrough progress.

So after Einstein learned about the birth process of Prometheus 1 at the headquarters, this plan came into being.

The two had a very pleasant conversation. Einstein was the type of person who could connect with Vivi, so there were no obstacles in their communication that other people encountered when talking to Vivi.

"Then please come and assist me next week, Miss Prometheus." Einstein picked up his coat, put it into his sleeves, and smiled gently at Prometheus.

"You can just call me Prometheus or Number One."

"no problem."

Wei Wei sent Einstein outside the Spiral Workshop and said casually, "This kid's brother is missing, so he's been in a bad mood recently."

"Will God also see his children being sentimental?" Einstein said something ambiguous and brushed off the dust on his shoulders.

"No, he just eats dark chocolate and laughs evilly."

Wei Wei spread her hands and said, "But I am not God."

……

"Who are you, who are you?"

After returning to the house, Padu asked Lin in the wheelchair loudly with some fear.

When he took action, he was decisive and precise, pinning several people to the ground with the precision of a scalpel. No one died, but some of them could not stand up.

After seeing what he did, Pado knew that Lin was more than he seemed.

However, after doing all that, Lin turned back into the demented disabled person, sitting in the wheelchair just like usual.

"Are you pretending? I know you are conscious now!" Paddy questioned Lin, "I, I have taken care of you for a month! You should talk to me now! My name is Paddy Felice!"

"You were protecting me just now, weren't you?"

"What happened to you? Why are you here?"

"You should...answer me..."

Paduo fell asleep on Lin's thighs without realizing it. She had been quite frightened today and was mentally exhausted, making her very sleepy.

Forget it... Let's just do it like before and not think too much about it...

After she fell asleep, Lin stroked her hair and a cat-like purring sound came from her throat.

Lin picked her up with one hand, then pushed the wheelchair to the cushion where she usually slept and put her on it.

After doing all this, Lin opened his empty eyes and looked around.

He was awake, but not fully awake.

Lin didn't know how much time had passed. His consciousness was hazy and blurred, as if he was struggling on the boundary between dream and reality. Everything he saw was psychedelic and false.

Just as he was sinking, he vaguely felt that someone seemed to be taking care of him.

Now he was briefly awake, but the scenes he saw were as if blurred by a filter. He could not see anything clearly, and the world was still a blur of light and shadow.

He couldn't see Paddo's face clearly either.

He had no idea where this was.

After lighting a fire in the fireplace, Lin picked up the photo frame on the table and tried his best to focus his dilated pupils, but he could only see some hazy shadows dancing in his eyes.

very familiar.

The photo in the frame felt very familiar to him, but Lin just couldn't see what was inside.

After putting down the photo frame, Lin collapsed in the wheelchair and the skin on his face began to twitch.

It started again, his sanity was gradually being taken away, something sharp and hot inserted into his skull and stirred, pulling all memories and consciousness out of his mind.

Everything was moving away from him.

all.