"I'm late?"

When Yusaku and Tyrese, who were exhausted, rushed to the church, they saw police officers coming in and out of the church. The stretcher was covered with a white cloth, and red liquid separated from the white cloth.

The rescued hostage was wrapped in a blanket and drinking hot water.

It looks like the situation here has been settled.

"finished?"

"You two!"

Just when Yusaku and Tyrese were looking at each other, a man dressed as a police officer walked over.

"Who are you?! The roads are blocked. Where did you come in from? Who let you in!?" The police officer was furious when he saw two people dressed as students.

"Report to the police officer!" At this moment, a policeman came over wiping cold sweat, "The person has not been arrested yet!"

"Do you want to shout so that the whole world knows!?" the police officer yelled, "How could we not catch him!? We have surrounded the place, and even the underground sewer network is being watched!"

"But...we searched all over the church and didn't see any gangsters..."

"Huh!?" After hearing the novel news, Yusaku and Tyrese looked at each other again and slipped away quietly when the police officer wasn't paying attention.

"What's going on? Brother Yusaku?" Tyrese asked.

Yusaku looked at the duel disk in his hand, "Ai, can you find out what's going on inside?"

"It's fried inside," Ai said. "The police searched the entire church but couldn't find the gangster. He seemed to have disappeared in full view of the public."

"In full view?" It sounded so fresh. "What else?"

"I just hacked into the church's surveillance system. The last place where the gangster disappeared was the men's bathroom. There is no surveillance video there. I don't know if there are some sewers that the police missed, but I think it is unlikely that the gangster escaped from there.

Walk."

"Is he missing?" Yusaku touched his chin, "Sometimes this happens. We can't rule out the possibility of an accomplice committing the crime. What is the identity of the other gangster?"

"I found the identity information of the gangster on the police terminal," Ai said. "The gangster's identity is also a former employee of SOL Company who resigned a year ago. Other than that, there is nothing special."

"Ex-employee of SOL..." Yusaku's brows knitted into a knot. It was such an identity again, but he was just a former employee, so what's so special about it?

"Ah, there's one more thing. I don't know if it has anything to do with this." Ai's eyes narrowed in confusion, "I found a strange signal coming from the church, it seems like... a strong login message?

"

…

The feeling of weightlessness was transmitted to the brain, so he saw the world spinning, and then his body was thrown heavily to the ground.

Pain? Stickiness? Accompanied by a tearing-like touch, thoughts on the verge of being broken are flying like shards of glass being thrown into the sky.

Surrounded by the whistling wind? A cold touch came from the ground, as if the ice had never thawed for thousands of years? The ribs clinging to each other let out bursts of painful whines, and the rustling dust on the hands caused the muscles to twitch in cold sweat.

.

When his wandering thoughts finally stabilized, the gangster, whose hands were still stained with the blood of innocent people, finally came to his senses and got up from the concrete floor. Only then did he notice something unusual.

In front of him was the sky.

Behind him were the broken ground and streets.

The ground under his feet was not a concrete floor, but a high-rise building made of reinforced concrete? He seemed to be standing in a dream, standing on the same dreamy building, perpendicular to the building and flush with the ground.

"ah!!"

The gangster who realized where he was was turned around and fell onto the building, but he did not fall "backward" along with the gravity of the earth.

At this time, he saw the person in front of him. The person was standing higher up in the building, staring at him with malicious eyes.

The hood in white clothes covered the upper half of his face, making his whole person look clean, neat, noble and sensible.

"Scarecrow..." the gangster said in a trembling voice.

This image is too famous, and it is impossible for me not to recognize it, but why did the other party come to find me? It can't be because of that thing... It's impossible! No one can know about that thing! Why...

The scarecrow raised his hand, flicked it in the air, and called up a document, "Kuichi Duzhou, a former employee of the SOL expedition team, resigned a year ago for reasons that are unclear, and now works at the Psychiatric Research Center...

…I see, is this why you discovered this secret?”

"You, you, you... why are you..."

"Why would I investigate you?" Scarecrow did not put down the file, but turned to another page, "Maybe you will think that I am trying to get justice for the victims you held hostage and the dead you killed.

, but it’s not.”

"Ah, it turns out that you were investigated by the police not long ago." The Scarecrow seemed to have seen something interesting. "The reason turned out to be that the professor in charge of that spiritual research center disappeared..."

The Scarecrow raised his eyes, "And you have a very close relationship with that professor. I see. Is this why you know the truth about this world?"

Du Zhouke stepped back, "The truth of the world...the truth of the world!? You actually...there are other people who know this...tell me! What is the truth of this world!?"

"Don't you know?" Scarecrow turned his face sideways, "Look around you."

around?

Duzhou looked behind him. At first glance, the broken streets looked like nothing, but he saw countless road signs on the streets, layer upon layer like a forest.

On the road surrounded by road signs, Ferry saw another wonder, a means of transportation since the beginning of the steam age, the prototype of today's automobiles, Karl Benz's three-wheeled car, a coal-burning classic car, a four-wheeled

Luxury sports car...

The rags and rags piled up on the road, like a traffic jam, saw another kind of decline in order.

Du Zhouke looked at his feet. It was a very tall building. The style looked familiar, but he had seen it so many times that he couldn't remember the real name of the building.

Looking under the reinforced concrete along the broken glass, Du Zhou saw a figure lying in the corner of the building like a distorted signal.

Through the distance of the glass, he saw the calendar on the desk.

September 11, 2001…

This special date went through Tosuna Keichi's mind, and he immediately remembered the name of this building...

"How is that possible!? This building is..."

The gap between dimensions is between the real world and the data world.

Like a garbage dump, phantoms that were once abandoned and forgotten by the real world are thrown here, decaying and broken with the forgetfulness of memory.

"Haha...haha...hahahaha!! Sure enough!! This world is also fake!" If it were a real world, there would be no forgotten corner! This world is like a data trash can!

"It's the same! We're all the same! Whether it's data or humans, we all live in a false world!!"

Just like a topological game, people are playing the Sims game in such a box world, and they are constantly arguing and bleeding over such a game.

Wake up! Everything you are arguing about is false!

"That was indeed interesting, but now there's good news and bad news." The Scarecrow showed off his existence.

Duzhou Keyi's laughter suddenly stopped, "Wait...wait a minute!"

"The good news is," the scarecrow raised his hand and opened his palm towards the boat, "you are not crazy. The bad news is..."

The Scarecrow's outstretched hand shook violently.

The space collapsed together with the shell, revealing a dark tunnel, and the entire world of data garbage became unstable.

The broken cracks are constantly shrinking, changing from a surface to a point. The world is shaking strangely, with a buzzing sound, and the space is rippled, along with Ferry Keyi's body.

"stop……"

The fluctuations shook the unstable structure of the shell, and like rotten minced meat, they continued to fall from the body of the boat, revealing a white structure like colloid wrapped underneath the human shell.

"I'll teach you to stop!"

Finally, the shell fell off, and a white monster that still maintained a human appearance appeared in front of the scarecrow.

The monster roared, and the space centered on it sent out waves of vibrations, dispersing and covering the unstable fluctuations.

The scarecrow was shaken by the wave just now and put down his hand, "Oh? Has he become a spirit yet?"

He is truly a technician.

The scarecrow looked at the monster, who also fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of white liquid as if he had lost all his strength. Then the white liquid gradually condensed and gradually turned into a human form.

Just because he is not a painter, he does not remember what he looks like, so he cannot shape himself into what he looks like in his genetic memory.

"Why...why are you forcing me like this..." the monster said vaguely.

"Forcing you?" Scarecrow put on the Quantum Duel Disk, "No, my real purpose is to kill you."

--right here!

——Are you sure?

——Sir Playmaker, when it comes to exploring the space in the electronic world, no one else can be so sensitive except me!

The scarecrow's ears twitched, and he turned his face to look at his feet. In the reflection of the broken glass, he saw two figures flying across the sky on skateboards.

One figure is a strange-looking rocket, and the other is the famous duelist Playmaker in the world of link VRAINS!

How did they get here?

At the moment of doubt, the monster seemed to understand some rules of the game, and suddenly there was a duel disk on his wrist, "I want to live... kill you! Live! Then continue to explore the truth of this world!"
To be continued...