The beginning is the second part, the first part will be written in memories.
Twilight·Gift from God
An extremely rare hacker genius, he was only seven years old when he was picked up. On a snowy Christmas night, the orange-haired boy sat by the trash can and looked up at Leo. The young hacker believed that he had picked up a lost treasure beside the trash can. Even if he risked everything, he wanted the treasure to shine on the exhibition stand.
As a result, there is one less homeless person on the streets of America, and the online world has ushered in a new generation of dominators.
When the feast was over and the fanatical believers dispersed, the lonely boy stood on the street to catch the first snowflake of the year. He suddenly laughed, showing his loneliness.
"It turns out that it was my one-man show from beginning to end."
Polar Night·Gambler's Nightmare
Memories always make people who are nostalgic feel miserable. The man with half-long hair caught the young man who committed suicide on the rooftop. If it is really uncomfortable, just forget about it. From now on, there will be no more talented young hacker Nata in the world. The only one left is Dalwhinnie, an intelligence member of the black organization. One life for another life, and what is owed must be repaid.
Dar, that orange-haired hypocrite, is notorious in the organization.
The man with long silver hair put out the cigarette casually, and put the cold gun against the back of the orange-haired boy's head. The boy raised his hands in a loose manner.
"Let death and rebirth be the gift of our first meeting."
Dawn·Children's Rebirth
A mysterious transfer student from Didan Elementary School, there are always some strange people around him, such as a ferocious silver-haired man and a mysterious blond woman. If everything could go back in time, wouldn't it be considered a new life, with flowers blooming and the sun still shining on the orange-haired boy, right?
At the end of the long street, a young man holds flowers in his hands. It is a reunion after a long separation, or a reflection in the mirror.
The afternoon sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The cat-eyed man puts orange juice in front of the orange-haired boy. He speaks as gently as ever, but his eyes are slightly regretful.
"You look a lot like an old friend of mine, but he's no longer here."
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Thunder point warning:
1. This article is purely about Conan and nothing else.
2. There will be a lot of custom settings and OOC
3. The protagonist is not purely a good guy, but he is not purely a bad guy either.
4. Kick all the members of the police academy team
5. Some parts will become smaller in the later stage, but they will change back again. Those who are caught by surprise will accidentally enter.
6. More single arrows (possibly)
…(To be updated)…
Intention: The road ahead is bright and bright
