Chapter 391 Cyber ​​Ghost Dream

The night is dark and the moon is rising.

Jiangcheng University of Communication, the club activity room of the drama club.

Lin Yu read the message "I'll be waiting for you in the club activity room at ten o'clock in the evening" sent by Shen Bingmiao on his mobile phone, and gently opened the door of the club activity room.

The activity room was as messy as ever. Props for various performances were piled in cardboard boxes. The four desks were spread out and filled with various annotations and unfinished coffee.

In the middle of the table, there is a plastic bench, standing there like a throne.

This throne naturally belongs to the president of the "Drama Club" - Shen Bingmiao.

At this moment, Shen Bingmiao stood up wearing bright green sports shorts and a sky blue crew-neck shirt with hairpins on her bangs.

She was sitting cross-legged on the throne-like bench, flipping through the classic play "Death of a Salesman" by Arthur Miller.

Hearing the door open, Shen Bingmiao put the book upside down on her lap and looked at Lin Yu with a smile in her eyes.

"Welcome back, my dear 'Ace', do you have anything to ask me?"

Lin Yu pulled up a chair and sat down, raising his head and looking up at the president.

"It's more like a thank you than a question - thank you for your phone, it helps me a lot."

Shen Bingmiao held her chin with one hand: "You're welcome, I don't need it anyway, so I might as well give it to you as a favor."

"Then how can you be sure that I will definitely need it?"

Lin Yu asked rhetorically.

Shen Bingmiao looked as usual: "You are a newcomer... Newcomers don't pick props, so having something with them is definitely better than nothing."

Lin Yu laughed again: "It's a reasonable explanation - but, senior sister, I told you last time."

"Your acting skills are not good enough."

He said in a calm tone, his eyes falling on Shen Bingmiao's face.

Even if he raised his head, even if the other party was condescending, Lin Yu still seemed to be looking straight at Shen Bingmiao at this moment.

"Senior, I don't have many friends, and you are the only one who can be called a friend to me, so I hope you won't lie to me."

Shen Bingmiao was suddenly pressed hard by Lin Yu, but she remained calm.

She picked up the book and scratched the side of her face with a corner of the book, and said with a smile: "Oh, why did you suddenly make the atmosphere so serious... Do you think I am hiding it from you?"

"But what am I hiding from you... I'm hiding something from you and I know what you're hiding from me? This is really a mouthful to say!"

Lin Yu was not distracted by Shen Bingmiao's rhetorical questions.

"You do know about my affairs," he said without changing his face. "I just don't want to involve you, but if you tell me that you don't want me to hide anything from you, I will be honest with you."

Shen Bingmiao looked at Lin Yu and stood up from the stool: "My dear junior, your acting skills are good, but these words really have no credibility."

"Are you really going to tell me everything?"

"The S-level rating of the 'Psychological Society', the 'only profession', the 'upgrades' of three [dungeons], the dual identity of 'May May'... What do you want to be honest with me?"

"Or, those parts that even I don't know! Tell me, Lin Yu!"

Shen Bingmiao asked loudly, as if reciting lines from a drama.

She is aggressive and her words are sharp.

Lin Yu stood below, looking at the excited Shen Bingmiao, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew Shen Bingmiao too well - the other person's attitude was still like "having fun".

What's more... although the questions asked by the other party are all secrets that he has hidden, they are also the "first level of secrets" that he has classified by himself - it is okay to expose secrets at this level, and even if necessary. Actively exposed.

Just like what he did to "Twenty" and Li Hua.

Shen Bingmiao was not involved in any of the deeper secrets.

but……

"Look, you're still covering up. You clearly know more than that."

Lin Yu also stood on his chair.

He had just exposed part of his secret today, and Shen Bingmiao revealed the exposed parts.

Even though the timing of the other party's confession and the [props] presented to him were not malicious, they were not as ignorant as they appeared.

"Don't treat me like an idiot, senior sister - you can only hide a lot from me."

"Why can an ordinary 'Level 3' player arrange a meeting between me and the 'Grand Master'?"

"That [prop] you don't need is not something you can just give away!"

His eyes fell on the script in the other person's hand.

"We haven't spoken the truth for ten minutes in this room!"

Lin Yu said the lines from the seventh act of the play.

Shen Bingmiao was stunned for a moment, looked at Lin Yu on the chair, sighed and spoke.

"Okay, let's each be honest...just like I said at the beginning."

"Shouldn't we be each other's most trusted friends?"

Lin Yu put his hands on his chest: "Then you start first. What is your player code and what position you hold in what organization."

Shen Bingmiao sighed: "To be honest, I really don't want to tell you this... but since you asked me, I'll be honest."

"My code name is 'Carl Jung', and I am the 'Interim President' of the 'Psychological Society'."

Hearing the words coming out of Shen Bingmiao's mouth, Lin Yu suddenly felt horrified.

"Sorry, now that you know my true identity..."

Shen Bingmiao stretched out her hand, and in her hand, the dark muzzle of the gun appeared.

Lin Yu turned around and wanted to jump off the chair and run away, but the moment he turned back, he found that the door to the club activity room had disappeared - replaced by green garbled characters.

"Damn it!"

Lin Yu immediately made a judgment, turned around and drew out the [One-Hit Pistol] and [Terror Torch], and at the same time prepared to use the [Shadow's Corner] to dodge the attack.

but……

It's too late.

"Bang!"

Shen Bingmiao pulled the trigger.

At the moment when Lin Yu's heart almost skipped a beat, he felt the cold touch on his forearm.

The water on his left shoulder and forearm were wet.

Shen Bingmiao burst out laughing: "Ah hahaha, dear Ace, now you won't say that my acting skills are bad!"

"I lied to you - how could I be a member of the 'Psychological Society'?"

As she spoke, Lin Yu rubbed his temples.

"If you use this method to deceive people, of course I will be deceived."

"So...which organization are you from?"

He asked, and Shen Bingmiao smiled and spoke.

"Do you really want to know? Even if you might not like the answer."

Lin Yu looked at Shen Bingmiao's smile. It was obviously the same as usual, but he still felt something...

Sad feeling.

But Lin Yu finally nodded.

"I want to know, even if the answer isn't what I want."

Shen Bingmiao still kept smiling.

"Then you're asking the wrong question, dear Ace. I'm indeed not a member of any 'organization'. I'm not lying to you. I don't belong to any place."

"But I lied to you elsewhere...I am not a 'Level 3' player."

"I am not a 'Third Level', nor am I a player."

She jumped off the chair, landed lightly on the table, stepped on the gap between the script and the coffee cup, and staggered to the edge of the table.

Then, Shen Bingmiao reached out to Lin Yu.

"I don't belong to anywhere... not just the organization, but the world."

Shen Bingmiao leaned forward, and Lin Yu subconsciously wanted to catch her outstretched hand.

However, the moment their fingertips touched, Shen Bingmiao's hand turned translucent.

"Dear Ace, I am the prefix of the gift I give you. I am wandering in this world..."

She whispered, and her whole body flickered, revealing a light blue light.

Lin Yu told her the answer at the same time.

This is a beautiful and dreamy scene, just like the android in "Blade Runner 2049" standing in front of the projection.

"—Cyber ​​Ghost."