"All these things were done by the third uncle?"

Zhang Meng only saw that the camera was grabbed by Zhao San, and the audio and video disappeared all of a sudden, and it seemed that Zhao San had pressed the switch.

The sweat as fine as a gadfly kept oozing out of Zhang Meng's temples, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear that if he blinked, he would miss this most important moment!

After a while, the miniature camera started working again, and then Zhang Meng saw Zhao San slowly walk out.

Zhang Meng hurriedly looked at the time period in the lower left corner, this kind of camera also has a function, which is to accurately display the recording time, and it has only been less than a minute at the moment, what did the third uncle do?

Zhang Meng was a little puzzled, the table next to his bed was still bare, and there was no coffee, which meant that Zhao San might not be the one who helped him 'make coffee'.

After watching for more than ten minutes, Zhang Meng suddenly found that something was wrong, the maximum time period of this camera is to shoot for four hours, but his current time period is obviously 4:28, no matter which battery, Zhang Meng clearly remembers that their capacity must not supply the camera to shoot for more than four hours!

Zhang Meng fast-forwarded, and the time lasted until nearly five o'clock, and the images on the camera still showed no signs of stopping.

"Uncle San changed the battery for this camera?"

Zhang Meng suddenly muttered to herself.

This...... This...... This...... Zhang Meng felt that it must not be that the third uncle was crazy, but that he himself was crazy.

In such a trance, all of Zhang Meng's spirit suddenly attracted a faint shadow.

The shadow is very faint, if it weren't for Zhang Meng's habit of turning on a dim light when he sleeps, maybe he wouldn't have been able to find this shadow.

Puff, puff......

Zhang Meng's heart was beating violently, he didn't expect that after the battery was replaced this time, he really filmed the person who had been making troubles behind his back!

"Hahahaha."

Suddenly, there was a dry laugh on the small speaker of the camera in Zhang Meng's hand, which was very soft, but it was extremely harsh in this quiet environment!

Zhang Meng's hair stood on end, and he almost threw the camera in his hand.

The next moment, he stared straight at a pair of bony eyeballs, and the most strange thing was that in the middle of the eyeballs, a blood line like a snake core looked terrifying.

For a while, Zhang Meng only felt that he had poured a basin of ice water on his head, and even his thinking was frozen.

He saw that the person was 'him', and the person in the camera kept staring at the camera, and the feeling was exactly the same as the dream he had last time, he was looking at himself, but the feeling was very real!

If it weren't for Zhao San replacing the camera with a battery, Zhang Meng probably wouldn't have thought that the source of the coffee and some strange things at home was actually himself.

It's no wonder that no matter where he puts the camera, it will be easily found by the other party, and even the battery can be used to shoot with the camera, the other party knows exactly what. Because that person was originally himself, how could he not know about the trap he had placed?

Then, Zhang Meng saw 'he' walk in with a cup of coffee, put it on the table, and then smoke a cigarette on the chair. Sometimes, 'he' would stare thoughtfully at the camera lens and show a weird smile.

That's another self entirely!

Zhang Meng's heart was full of coldness, he was sure that he had never been sleepwalking, and the self in front of him was completely a living 'person' in the camera, but it was not him!

This feeling is undoubtedly the most terrifying, a person suddenly finds himself doing all kinds of inexplicable things, but he doesn't know it.

Just like Zhang Meng is now watching him sit on a chair and smoke skillfully, Zhang Meng occasionally smokes just for fun, or boring, and is not so skillful at all. And some of this person's habitual actions are also something that he usually doesn't have.

I don't know when, the 'Zhang Meng' on the chair went to bed with satisfaction and covered himself with a quilt.

turned off the display screen, and in the middle of the night, Zhang Meng was depressed holding the camera like this.

He suddenly remembered what Lady Na had said to him: In the bronze mask, there is an independent memory, and it is this memory that makes the real condemned prisoner appear to be more intelligent than ordinary people......

Although, in Sky City, they also wore masks, but under the influence of the snake Gu, their other personality should have died!

Thinking of this, Zhang Meng's body shook suddenly, and his eyes showed a bit of fear:

"Could it be that the other personality is not dead, but has always been hidden in the depths of my soul?"

Zhang Meng looked at the mirror opposite him, and the people in the mirror seemed to be becoming more and more unfamiliar.

On his pupils, a line of blood flashed, but it seemed to be only a hallucination......

Zhang Meng stayed up all night for the first time, and until the next day, he still showed no signs of falling asleep.

At the same time, the distant Chinese Xinjiang, the Taklamakan Desert!

A gust of wind blew, and those sand grains spread out like a tide, and a layer of sand dunes tens of meters high was reduced by half in height in just a few seconds.

As the dunes disappeared, a man slowly appeared, as if he had been one with the yellow sand.

Hunched over and with a toothpick in his mouth, he kept digging a large pile of fine sand out of the ground, as if he had seen something beneath the desert.

And his eyes flashed with fear and disbelief from time to time!

Around, more than a dozen bulging things crawled out of the yellow sand and coldly surrounded the man with a toothpick.

"Good guys!"

The man smiled slightly, stood up from the sand, and put his hands in his pockets.

A trench coat dances in the sand, hunting sounds!

…………

"Lady, I've decided to join your team. When to leave, I will go to Xi'an to find you immediately! ”

Early the next morning, Zhang Meng dialed the number on the business card.

"Don't worry, I need to help you declare your name. And I have to explain to you the rules and regulations first, this is the official team of the government, not your one-acre and three-point field. So after joining the team, you have to listen to the arrangements of your superiors. If you don't obey the orders of your superiors, we have the right to shoot you to death, you think about it yourself. ”

"You know, can I invite a few friends along?" Zhang Meng asked tentatively.

"No, every place on our side must be submitted for review, and no one else can participate except for those we invited. And don't go around saying that the fewer people who know about it, the better! ”

After Lady Na finished speaking, she hung up the phone, not seeming to be worried that Zhang Meng would quit.

Zhang Meng smiled bitterly, his father's resurrection from the dead, and all kinds of strange things that happened to him, this qiē forced him to do what Lady Na wanted. In addition to joining the team that Lady Na said, Zhang Meng really didn't know where to go to find clues......

And this time, I had to go alone.

Thinking of this, Zhang Meng has a little headache, it's okay to be quick and wise by himself, but if he really wants to encounter any danger, with his triangular cat kung fu, it is estimated that it is a big problem whether he can run away or not!