The thunder of the night was deafening, and the people who went home hurried, but no matter how fast they were, they could not escape the chase of the raindrops. In an instant, the pavement was as bright and colorful as the sky set off the flowers, and the people in the house looked at the people in the car, and the people in the car looked at the people under the umbrella, and the people under the umbrella looked at the people in the rain, and the people in the rain looked at the people in the house, and the rain became heavier and heavier, until the sky and the earth were dyed into a painting, and the people in the painting were upside down.

Fang Fan ran into the Spring Flavor Bar from across the road in the rain, and since Jinqiu had to soak in potions for a few more days, only Fang Fan went back to Zhonghai City by himself this time.

"The rain was too heavy, and it drenched like a chicken in soup."

Mishima heard the sound and looked at the door, Fang Fan was running his wet hair with his hands at the door, Mishima said with a little excitement.

"You're finally back, and everything is going well, right?"

"It's okay. I heard Han Shuo say that there is news of a cobbler? ”

"Let's go. He's waiting for you in the back. ”

Fang Fan and Mishima came to the laboratory, Guo Jianyue didn't know where to go, only Han Shuo was there. At this time, his whole body was about to burrow into the screen, Mishima gently patted Han Shuo's shoulder and said.

"Han Shuo, Fang Fan is back."

Han Shuo was unmoved, and continued to stare at the screen. Fang Fan noticed that a video of a man's speech was playing on the screen on a loop, the general content was not very clear, but judging from Han Shuo's appearance, he seemed to be deeply attracted by this video. Fang Fan stepped forward and turned off the monitor, Han Shuo mechanically turned his head to look at him, Fang Fan said.

"Han Shuo, it's me, Fang Fan."

Han Shuo turned his head to the screen again, and Fang Fan asked.

"Mishima, has Han Shuo always been like this?"

Mishima pondered for a moment and said.

"Ever since you and Jinqiu left, Han Shuo has been tracking down the whereabouts of the cobbler, sitting in front of the computer day and night."

Fang Fan stepped forward and patted Han Shuo's shoulder and said.

"Take him to rest for a while, and then we'll talk about it when he wakes up."

Mishima carried Han Shuo like a rest area, Fang Fan asked.

"Where's Jianyue?"

"I'll send him in first, and I'll sue you later."

After a while, Mishima came out and said.

"I sent him back to his room, and he looked stupid, as if he was delirious, and as if he had fallen into an evil spirit."

"Wait for him to wake up and ask. Where did Jianyue go? ”

"He said he was going to follow up on a lead."

"What clues?"

"It's about the cobbler."

"Isn't this nonsense? How can he, a powerless man, be a cobbler's opponent, even if he wants to go, you should follow. ”

After a while, Fang Fan suddenly felt that what he said was not appropriate, and explained.

"Mishima, I'm not complaining about you..."

"It's okay, I did want to go with him at the time, but he didn't agree, and said that he would go by himself."

Fang Fan let out a long sigh and said.

"Did he say where he went?"

"No, he just said he would be back as soon as possible."

Fang Fan touched the stubble on his chin and thought about it, and said.

"All of this probably has something to do with that video, only when Han Shuo wakes up. How is Wanli doing? ”

"That's it. I'm still sad that I haven't found Zhang Ze's body, but she is indeed a strong woman. ”

"How?"

"She doesn't cry to any of us these days, no matter how uncomfortable she is, but every night Xiaoyou can hear the crying from her room."

"Where is she now?"

Mishima said to Nunu in the rest area at the back.

"It's right in the back. She seemed to be sleeping at this time of day. ”

Fang Fan let out a long sigh, as if he was going to participate in a solemn and solemn ceremony, but in fact, he was just afraid to face Wanli.

"I'll go see her."

Mishima patted Fang Fan on the shoulder and said.

"Try not to irritate her."

"Got it."

Fang Fan came to the door of Zhang Ze's room before, knocked lightly, and said.

"Wanli, it's me, Fang Fan."

Then after a few more knocks, the door lock was opened from the inside, and Fang Fan saw the Wanli from the crack in the door. He was startled at first, and then his heart was like a submarine diving at a rapid speed, falling into the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. Wanli glanced at Fang Fan, then turned around and went back to the bed, Fang Fan's hands were already sweating through the crack in the door. He thought that after these days, he could face Wanli naturally, but he didn't expect to be so overwhelmed after seeing her, I am afraid that it will be difficult to eliminate the guilt in his heart in this life.

Fang Fan gently pushed the door open, and then stood at the door in a proper manner. The room is still the same as when Zhang Ze lived, and the only change is that Wanli put away the floor-to-ceiling mirror at the door. There is also a big photo of them on the wall, Zhang Ze's clothes are still placed in the open closet, even the razor that Zhang Ze often uses is still on the table, and there is a piece of moldy bread on the plate next to it, and Zhang Ze's tooth marks are still on it. He coughed softly and said.

"Wanli, are you okay?"

This sentence is like a giant cruise ship thrown into the silent sea, it blows its whistle, full of memories of its aimless wandering in this sea, as if it is deliberately looking for the reef, hoping to hit the reef and die soon.

"I can't die."

"I can already avenge Zhang Ze."

This sentence was like the hand of God helping the main cruise ship avoid the reef. After a moment, Wanli sobbed softly and said.

"Really?"

"Really, I promise that I will definitely avenge Zhang Ze, and I will personally bring the cobbler to see you when the time comes."

Wanli sat up and brushed her hair through the back of her head. Fang Fan noticed that Wanli's eyes were already red and swollen like two light bulbs, and she snorted and said.

"Fang Fan, you remember what you said."

Fang Fan looked at Wanli's eyes and nodded vigorously, and said.

"I will not break my word."

At this time, a loud thunder sounded outside the window, as if it was witnessing Fang Fan's promise. Fang Fan left Wanli's room and returned to the hall. At this time, there were already customers coming, and the Spring Bar was still open as usual. A simple two doors, four walls, a guitar, and a few bottles of wine can dilute countless sorrows, both for the guests and the hosts. Yu Toyoya sang emotionally on stage, and Mishima and Luo Xin's father and daughter were busy offstage, and no one could tell that they were all suffering the grief of losing their best friend. Fang Fan took a bottle of wine from the bar and drank it, his mouth unconsciously humming along with the guitar in Fenggu Yu's hand, his fingers beating rhythmically in the air. The whole night was like water in a stream, flowing into the distance.

Early the next morning, Fang Fan got up early, and he planned to go to the breakfast shop at the corner of the street to buy some food. He never replied to Yuehan's call, for some reason, since Zhang Ze left, the last person he wanted to talk to was Yuehan, although that feeling was at the tip of his heart, he didn't want to touch it anyway.

"Boss, pack six minutes early."

"Okay, wait a minute."

At this time, a familiar voice appeared behind Fang Fan.

"Why don't you count my share?"

Fang Fan was suddenly stunned, he couldn't believe that she would appear, and tears flowed out unconsciously. Fang Fan turned around slowly, saw Yue Han looking at him with his hands behind his back, and said.

"Husband, I'm here."

Fang Fan took a few steps forward and hugged Yue Han tightly, and after a while, he suddenly burst into tears, like a wronged child. No, it was the seriously injured child who finally found the hug he had been longing for but fearing, a child who could only keep the grief of losing his best friend in his heart and the guilt on his shoulders. Fang Fan knew at this moment why he didn't want to talk to Yuehan, he was afraid that he would rely on Yuehan's gentleness and wanton coquettishness, so he forgot his responsibility. But at this time, Fang Fan felt that he had let go of everything, he could use all his strength to vent the pain in his heart from crying, and he finally didn't have to be strong in front of the people who loved him the most and the people he loved the most.

Yue Han smiled in Fang Fan's arms, her right hand kept rubbing Fang Fan's back, as if she was crying Nian Yi. Yuehan patted Fang Fan again and said.

"Okay, don't cry, so many people are watching."

Only then did Fang Fan realize that he was still at the door of the breakfast shop, and all the people who ate breakfast shifted their attention to Fang Fan, they were all curious about why a big man would cry so badly. The boss stood aside with breakfast in his hand and didn't dare to speak, Yuehan stepped forward to take the breakfast in the boss's hand and said.

"Thank you for the money."

Yue Han took Fang Fan to the Spring Bar with breakfast, and then the two people who were eating at the same table said.

"That man can't be mentally retarded, right?"

"No, that woman may be the nurse who takes care of him."

Those people guessed the identities of Fang Fan and Yue Han with one word at a time. When Fang Fan and Yue Han returned to the Spring Bar, Fang Fan stopped crying, the two sat in the hall, and Yue Han said with a smile.

"It's the first time I've seen you cry like this."

In fact, Fang Fan himself was quite puzzled how he could cry like that, and he didn't know why there was so much pain at that time. At this time, Mishima came out with his mobile phone, looking at Fang Fan and Yuehan as he walked.

"Fang Fan, you became famous early in the morning."

"Huh? What's the name? ”

"See for yourself."

Fang Fan took Mishima's mobile phone and saw that Fang Fan was just at the intersection of the street and hugged the Yuehan and cried bitterly, which was photographed by passers-by, and it was also posted on the Internet. Immediately afterwards, it was reprinted wildly, and the titles were even more varied. Fang Fan suddenly locked his phone and said.

"Originally, I wanted to hide it, but now I can't hide it, it's too embarrassing."

Yue Han took Fang Fan's hand and said.

"Why, I think you look super handsome when you cry."

Fang Fan smiled and stopped talking, at this time, Yuehan's words were like the sunshine that suddenly appeared on the old snow, melting the snow in Fang Fan's heart little by little, revealing its original color. At this time, Mishima said.

"Fang Fan, Han Shuo has woken up, do you want to ask him?"

Fang Fan looked at Yue Han, he hadn't spoken yet, Yue Han said.

"You guys go get busy, I'll go see Wanli."

Fang Fan nodded, kissed Yuehan on the side of the face, and then said.

"Let's go find Han Shuo."

As soon as he entered Han Shuo's room, he smelled a strong smell of smoke, when did Han Shuo, who originally didn't smoke, start to rely on tobacco to relieve his worries? Fang Fan looked inside with a suspicious gaze, only to see Han Shuo sitting on the edge of the bed, looking out with dull eyes, Fang Fan walked over and whispered.

"Han Shuo, Han Shuo."

Han Shuo looked up at Fang Fan, his eyes were empty and slightly misty. This is almost the same as Han Shuo who called him a few days ago, at that time, his voice was still very energetic, how could it become like this after just a few hours? Fang Fan took a chair and sat opposite Han Shuo and asked.

"What's going on?"

Han Shuo lowered his gaze and didn't look at Fang Fan, he kept gesturing with something in his hand.

"Mishima, get me paper and a pen."

After a while, Mishima handed the paper and pen to Fang Fan, he stuffed the pen into Han Shuo's hand, Han Shuo did not resist, and then Fang Fan dragged the paper and waited. After a while, Han Shuo drew an X pattern composed of two diamond crosses on the paper. At this time, Han Shuo suddenly spoke.

"They're coming, they're coming."

Before Fang Fan could react, Han Shuo suddenly screamed loudly, curled up at the head of the bed with his hands over his ears, Fang Fan immediately went over and hugged Han Shuo and shouted.

"Han Shuo, calm down."

Han Shuo no longer screamed loudly, but his whole body trembled. Fang Fan handed the symbol that Han Shuo had drawn just now to Mishima and said.

"Let's go check what this thing is."

Mishima immediately took a photo and sent it to the red bean, compared to CLA, which can find out the results faster. After about half an hour, Han Shuo gradually calmed down, and Fang Fan looked at him and said.

"Now that Jian Yue is not here, if he is there, he can still help to see Han Shuo's situation. Is there any news from Jianyue? ”

"Not yet, and the phone calls go unanswered."

Fang Fan let out a long sigh and continued.

"Don't let it happen again."

At this moment, the wind chimes rang at the door, and then someone outside asked a loud question.

"Is anyone there, please?"

Fang Fan and Mishima glanced at each other and said.

"Who could it be?"

"I don't know, go out and have a look."

When they came to the hall, they saw a man in a trench coat standing in the hall, Fang Fan went over and said.

"The bar isn't open yet, come back in the evening."

The man sneered and said.

"You are Fang Fan?"

Fang Fan frowned slightly and looked at the man's eyes, his eyes were like hooks, and his sharp gaze made Fang Fan feel a trace of hostility.

"You know me?"

The man took out his mobile phone and showed him the video of Fang Fan crying just now, and then said leisurely.

"If I didn't have this video, I'd be worried about where to find you. Well, now, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. ”

Fang Fan returned the phone to the man and said.

"Don't beat around the bush, let's get straight to the point."

"My name is Gongsun Che, and I have been observing you and your team for a long time, from the original Ye Guozhong to Long Feng to Yang Yue, and now it is the Sanyun Gang, it can be said that I know your experience all the way."

"Then you're not just an ordinary spectator, are you?"

Gongsun Che didn't speak, casually threw a card on the table, and said.

"You must be worrying about this right now, right?"

Fang Fan suspiciously picked up the card on the table and looked at it, and in an instant, Fang Fan's eyes suddenly widened, and the card was the X logo made of two diamonds. There were still some dried blood stains on the back of the card, Fang Fan put the card on the table and said.

"What the hell is this?"

"To put it simply, this is a European cult."

"Then why did it appear in Zhonghai City?"

Gongsun Che spread his hands and said.

"Actually, they have only recently infiltrated Zhonghai City, and their cloak in Zhonghai City is the Sanyun Gang."

"What? How could the Sanyun Gang have anything to do with a cult? ”

"I don't know. But they are agents in Zhonghai City, you must know. ”

"Who?"

"Tang Mang."

Fang Fan recalled that Tang Mang was proficient in psychology and divination, and these two points were precisely the most critical skills to demagogue, but why did the cult choose Tang Mang? Gongsun Che took a box to Fang Fan and said.

"There's a medicine in there, I think you can use it."

"What medicine?"

"A medicine that can make you feel sane."

After that, Gongsun Che looked at Fang Fan and smiled, and then continued.

"If I'm not mistaken, someone here must be infected."

The more Fang Fan listened, the more confused he became, and asked.

"What kind of infection? What the hell are you talking about? ”

"The most common method of this cult is to spread their evil thoughts to the subconscious of others through videos, so that people can be slowly assimilated."

Fang Fan's eyes were full of suspicion when he took the medicine, and Gongsun Che said.

"Don't doubt me, if I wanted to hurt you, I could have done it a long time ago, like when you were surrounded by monsters in a mental hospital."

"Looks like you've been keeping an eye on me."

After that, Fang Fan handed the medicine to Mishima and said.

"Give it to Han Shuo."

"This..."

"Don't worry. It's going to be fine. ”

Mishima took the medicine and walked towards the rest area, and glanced at Gongsun Che before leaving. Fang Fan said.

"Sit down. You can't go anywhere until you're sure Han Shuo is okay. ”

A red dark light suddenly flashed under Fang Fan's eyes, and Gongsun Che looked at him with a slight smile and said.

"The Nightmare will be reborn within you."

"It doesn't matter. My best friend died because of me, and I wouldn't hesitate to kill the Nightmare. ”

"If Zhang Zequan has knowledge, he will definitely be moved by you."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Fan suddenly slapped the case angrily and shouted.

"Since you like to pay attention to us so much, then why didn't you bring Zhang Ze's body out at that time."

Gongsun Che looked at the red light that gradually appeared behind Fang Fan, and then said with a smile.

"It's waking up."

Fang Fancheng sighed and said.

"I'm sorry, I was so excited."

Fang Fan was also surprised by his overreaction, he didn't know why he was suddenly so uncalm. Whether it was because of Zhang Ze's death or as Gongsun Che said, the nightmare was slowly waking up from his body. He thought back to the feeling he felt when he saw the nightmare in that artemisia meadow. The nightmare was like a nightmare around Fang Fan, but Fang Fan couldn't let go of it, it was like a sharp blade growing on his body. stay, it will self-destruct; Go, and he will be destroyed.

"Fang Fan, it's okay, it's okay."

Mishima shouted happily, Fang Fan was pulled back from his mind by Mishima's words, Fang Fan asked.

"What's up?"

"That medicine has worked, Han Shuo is fine. But..."

"But what?"

"Although Han Shuo recovered, he fainted again."

After that, Fang Fan and Mishima looked at Gongsun Che at the same time, and he smiled and said.

"It's a side effect of the medicine, and he'll be fine when he wakes up."

Gongsun Che pondered for a moment and continued.

"I've shown my sincerity, let's talk about a deal..."