Chapter 30 Who is sending the knife (1)
After the sixth episode, that is, the finale, the audience who complained about the blood and tears of the black cat seemed to disappear overnight, and there was no more overwhelming condemnation like a waterfall.
On the contrary, the audience, like sailors hired with money, sat in the lower row of the black cat's lottery Star Expo for the lottery prizes. Because they were looking forward to the prizes, they never mentioned the plot of the finale.
At this time, if anyone who is not long-sighted comes over to ask about the finale? Similar questions, the answer is all praise: " It's so
sweet!
"
It’s really too sweet.”
“When will Black Cat open a new show, we must follow it.”
“Recommended by conscience, worth three brushes.”
Such uniform praise, such a harmonious and warm style of painting, is really not like in the past The black cat comment area where chickens fly and dogs jump all over the place. At times like this, viewers who are a little wary will scroll down to see if there are any different comments.
It's a pity that there are always some unlucky people who are too careless and even arbitrary in the world. After taking a look at the hot comment list, they ran in excitedly, and then came out with tears in their eyes, and said to the next audience with emotion: "Sweet, sweet, sweet!" , it’s really sweet.”
Episode 6.
Polka carried Kuroro's lifeless body on his back, and without saying a word, he resolutely left the Shura field he created just now.
She also worried about whether the virus would have an effect on her, whether she would be infected with the virus...
But Salamander replied with a sneer, and his tone was full of merciless mockery:
"Do you think that after becoming a magical girl, you will still Humans? Heh, viruses are only effective on humans. As for you, don’t worry too much..." The
red-haired girl nodded wordlessly, lifted Kuroro's body up, and strode forward. She just wanted to get out of here, that's all.
The salamander is right, if you are not a human, you cannot be infected by the virus. And she, as a magical girl, seems to have a heavier responsibility on her shoulders than before.
She knows that her current state is very wrong, exhausted, restless, on the verge of collapse, and desperately needs a warm nest, lie down and sleep well, and forget about death and troubles from then on.
But not now, even though she has dragged her legs and walked numbly, even though there is a voice in her head that seems to be tempting her to stop here, close her eyes and squint for a while, just for a while.
But she can't, there are dozens of corpses lying in the observatory now, and it will be dawn in a few hours. The robot cleaning the observatory will find the vital signs of the dead at the first time, and accurately lock themselves according to the DNA information left on the scene. body, then she will become a celebrity on the most-wanted list of the interstellar court, and all bounty hunters will covet her head, chasing and strangling her endlessly for the bounty.
She had to try to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, before all this happened.
Just before sunrise.
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