Steel steam and flame

Here at the station, there are always crowded crowds and a lively look even on rainy days. The freezing temperatures made the milky vapor appear whiter and richer. Other places are affected by rain, but the station is special. It is an area independent of Manoma. Whether it is the flow of people, the architecture, or the ubiquitous air and buzzing sound that surrounds it, it is naturally different from other places in Manoma.

Cassia walked into the platform, and the wide open awning covered the rain that was falling randomly. He sat on a bench next to the platform, looking at the endless stream of trains of various colors and models that rushed in almost every one or two minutes, or even shorter, and then panicked after spitting out countless people. Countless people rushed in in a panic and drove away in a hurry. A long time passed like this, but no one among the countless pedestrians with different faces in front of him could take a glance at Cassia. He didn't think about it, he just focused on chasing the scene in front of him with his eyes. The sight did not relieve the regret and inexplicable mood in his heart. But that kind of ordinary scene that often repeats can make people fascinated and make people forget the existence of time and space. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it paralysis.

So many people don’t know where they came from or where they are going. Just like Cassia, who they didn't know had been sitting quietly on the bench, everyone passed by each other and breathed the air under the same large shed, but they may never have any interaction with each other.

Cassia took a deep breath of the turbid air. There are no peaks here, which means there are no lows. There are always so many people in front of you.

"It's time to go back. This place will no longer be my destination, and this small town will no longer be my hometown." Cassia stood up and said, her eyes still catching the trains slowly entering the station, gushing steam, " They are just my starting point."

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Electronic music was crackling, and the radio was greatly affected by the rainy weather, let alone two people standing on the road in heavy rain.

"Last notice, stop your limo and wait for inspection by the manager. Last notice, stop the limo!" A rather angry voice came out over the noise.

"We are here to deliver something. There are no bombs inside, so please don't be nervous!" The man on the left was holding a big black umbrella, which barely covered his huge body.

"Yes, we are delivering things, and the car can't stop. We are not in the car now." The person on the right did not hold an umbrella, and was wearing a transparent raincoat. It was bulging with his body and could collapse at any time. open.

"If you're not in the car, why is the limo still driving here quickly? Do you think I'm stupid? Last announcement, this is the territory of the Meredith family. Please stop the limo, even if you have Meredith in the car. The symbol of the Diess family. Please stop the limo!" After negotiating for too long, the person on the other end of the radio had already lost his patience.

"You will regret it!" The person on the other end of the radio said these last words and angrily shut down the communication between the two. Only the electronic noise continued to crackle.

"What should I do?" the person on the left asked.

"How do I know? You were the one driving the car. You suggested fixing the steering wheel with something to make it drive by itself, and then make it stop by hitting the wall. It's what you said and it has nothing to do with me." The one on the right The person nodded affirmatively.

"Didn't you say that you saw dozens of artillery mounted on the wall and asked me not to drive the car over?" said the person on the left.

"I didn't, I just asked you not to rush there." The person on the right shook his head vigorously, and a lot of water drops on the raincoat hit the face of the person on the left.

Then the two of them looked at the high metal and concrete wall erected by the Meredith family in the white heavy rain. It was raining so hard that I couldn't see anything clearly there. But this did not prevent him from seeing a black limousine rushing towards the huge metal door in a straight direction on the wide road in the rain. high speed.

Even if it rains, the snake-shaped logo on the door is still eye-catching.

Then I saw several fiery red rays of light lighting up in the gray-white rain curtain, and then several artillery bombs nearly tens of centimeters in length trailed long smoke tails, accurately hitting the car that was still running straight, not listening to the radio. The limousine was advised.

The sound of the explosion was like water splashing around. The burning red flames, the white steam that spewed out into columns, and the flying photos carried into the air by the explosion air waves all unfolded like a beautiful flower in the rain. flower. Countless parts of the limo flew into the sky, and the flames burning on it were quickly extinguished in the rain. They landed on the wide road with a clang, emitting the last trace of white smoke.

"I think we messed up things again." The man on the left looked at the rapidly extinguishing flame and said with a twitch in the corner of his eye, "Oh, the leader told us to hand everything over to the other party intact. In my hand, I didn’t expect that the other party would use artillery to greet the things we worked so hard to transport. It’s really rude.”

"That's right, you can't blame us." The person on the right shook his head into a nod. "It's because the other party was so rude. They clearly said that we were transporting things there, and they also said that there was no explosives inside, but they just didn't believe it. . Sigh, if I had known this, I should have thrown it into the underground sewer instead of running so far."

"Yes, now we have to walk back slowly." The person on the left continued. In his eyes, the metal door of Meredith's house had cracked open. They seemed to have discovered something was wrong in the limo and were now sending people over to inspect the wreckage.

"Did you get the map?" the person on the left suddenly asked.

"Don't you mean you remember the road?" the person on the right replied.

The two looked at each other with sincerity and sincerity on their faces.

"There should be nothing wrong with walking along the road. I remember we only took three left turns." The person on the left rubbed his head and said, "We just need to change the left turn into a right turn. How simple."

The person on the right nodded, and then he also looked at the wreckage of the limo that quickly stalled.

"What's happening, there are a lot of people coming out of the gate. They are running towards here. Maybe they are here to catch us. Let's run."

"Okay, this group of people is so rude. Not only did they use artillery and aerial bombs to greet the people who came to deliver things, but now they also come to arrest us. It's not easy for us on such a rainy day." The person on the left sighed, The speed under his feet was extremely fast, following the person on the right as he galloped down the road. The managers of the Meredith family who were chasing behind them had completely lost their traces in the white rain in less than ten seconds.

"Go back, at least for those who are in the late fourth stage of the operation, and the fifth stage is also very possible." He was not wearing a raincoat and let the rain hit him. As one of the most powerful managers who usually guards the gate, he watched the two people who were faster than him for many years disappear. After there was no trace of them in his perception, he looked at the people around him. said.

Then he returned to the wreckage of the limo and looked at the mutilated photos on the ground that were stained by rain, as well as the perfectly dissected corpses in the two metal boxes, and his face suddenly became solemn.

"It seems that the family is going to be lively for a while again." He said, and then looked at the direction where the two disappeared in the rain curtain and said nothing for a long time.