"I think we should have been a little bolder in our guesses." Xiao Feng punched his palm and said in a deep voice: "Let's assume that the mastermind behind this village is Chen Yue'er, and try to see if some things can be smoothed out." ”

"Suppose? If Chen Yue'er is the mastermind behind the scenes, there is one thing that is quite logical. I smiled meaningfully at Xiao Feng: "Wang Yi, the athletic young man who injured you, disappeared when he was about seven years old. We initially speculated that he was secretly serving some big man. If the big man is Chen Yue'er, then it is easy to explain that it is Wang Yi who has disappeared from the twins, not Wang Bao: Chen Yue'er regards Wang Yi as her own son - after all, according to you, Wang Yi has a more authentic memory of Fan Qiu. ”

"Not bad." Xiao Feng said: "But if Chen Yue'er didn't die, but came to the Faint Village, then who is the woman who looks exactly like Chen Yue'er that Fan Qiu found in the seed?" ”

"If you're guessing, that's it! Our next step is time to verify. I reached out and patted Xiaofeng on the shoulder: "Rest early tonight." Tomorrow we'll find a chance to contact that guy named Wang Bao again. ”

"No, we don't rest tonight." Xiaofeng vetoed my proposal: "Tonight, we have work to do. ”

Got a job to do? What to live?

Looking at my confused look, Xiaofeng pointed out the window: "I want to go and meet those guys who have been monitoring us for a while." ”

"What? Will you be a few guys? But haven't we ever found them? I was puzzled: "And it has always been Uncle Mao who has been shocked, which makes me a little suspicious now, whether Uncle Mao is all the soldiers - you see we stayed here for an afternoon today, and Uncle Mao didn't mention any monitors." ”

"It's not all soldiers." Xiao Feng said: "Those watchers do exist. Although I didn't notice them, the second time Uncle Mao fused his atomized cells into the nearby air, and when I spotted the monitor, I deliberately sensed Uncle Mao's reaction - his reaction was very natural, not pretended. ”

"But since we came to Grandma's place, we haven't met any monitors at all! Could it be that we don't sleep all night and just wait for them? ”

"Hey, hey!" Xiao Feng laughed twice: "Waiting here, I definitely can't wait." ”

"So where do you say you're going to wait? Do you want to go back to the hostel and wait? I took a sip: "Check out in the afternoon and go back in the evening?!" ”

"That's right, just go back to the hostel and wait." Xiaofeng put on an expression of the mountain man's own clever plan: "Guess what, why should I go back to the hostel?" ”

"it!" I immediately reacted: "You mean, those monitors, maybe not us?" ”

"That's right!" Xiao Feng snapped his fingers: "I don't really understand, why do those monitors have to spy on us?" It doesn't seem to be necessary at all! Because our actions will definitely unfold in the village, and all our every move is under their noses, there is no point in monitoring us at all. Even if it's to eavesdrop on our conversation, there's no need to send four people, right? ”

"And what's even stranger is that since we've been here for so long, those watchers haven't appeared at all." I answered.

"So it's very likely that the object of their surveillance is not us, but someone else who also lives in the hostel."

"Who could it be?" I touched my chin, "Could it be that there are other people besides us who are also investigating the village?" ”

"There's no need to think about it now." Xiao Feng said: "Let's live in, maybe we can reveal the truth tonight." ”

"Do you want to call Uncle Mao?"

"It has to be called. Without him fusing the atomized cells into the air, it would be difficult for us to perceive the monitors—they would be as if they would be invisible, without a breath at all. ”

When Uncle Mao walked in with Grandma, we told Grandma that we were going to go out to play at night, and we might come back late, and it happened that the hostel room had not yet returned, so in order not to disturb Grandma, we would spend the night in the hostel tonight.

Grandma insisted seriously, saying that it would not be in the way, and that it would not be a waste of money, but in the end we were convinced.

"Hey, you young people, you don't know how hard it is to make some money." Grandma sighed.

Nima, an old man who owns more than a dozen houses, told us poor people that it was difficult to make money, and I just felt that my face was hot for a while.

"What are you doing?" Walking out of Grandma's house, Uncle Mao asked us with a look of confusion: "Where are you going to play at night?" Also, what happened if the hostel house was not returned? Isn't it a long time ago? ”

"Uncle Mao. We have work to do in the evening, and we're going to meet the watchers. Xiaofeng said lightly.

When we came back to the hostel, and in the face of the hostel's suspicious eyes, the three of us opened the room again.

Coincidentally, it's the same one we stayed in before.

"You three, why are you back?" When he went upstairs, the innkeeper asked casually with a pretended casual look. But I can tell he doesn't seem to want us back.

"Take care of your business, boss!" Xiaofeng waved his hand and went upstairs without looking back.

When the stairs turned, I quietly glanced at the boss, only to find that the boss's eyes seemed to be a little weird, flashing a hint of hideousness.

"It's back again!" As soon as he entered the house, Xiaofeng threw himself on the big bed, and he didn't take off his shoes, looking like a stinky sling.

I looked at the time, and it was not even nine o'clock.

"Uncle Mao, I'm sorry for you!" Xiaofeng said to Uncle Mao: "If you want to talk about perception ability, you have to rely on it." ”

"Look at me!" Uncle Mao answered, opened his right hand, and a white mist-like gas slowly rose from his palm, blended into the air, and then disappeared completely.

"Ah Fei, how is that hand of yours controlled now?" Xiaofeng looked at me and asked.

"It's already very mature." I replied, "Otherwise, you and Uncle Mao won't wake up that day." ”

"That's good." Xiao Feng said: "Wait a minute, I need you to use that hand to secretly cut off the ability to move the monitors, remember not to kill them - your hand can't see, touch, or even perceive, if it's a sneak attack, you will definitely be able to hit with one hit." ”

"No problem."

"We've all arranged, what are you doing?" I suddenly stared at Xiaofeng and asked, "Should you be in charge of the arrangement?" ”

"It's called planning, you know!" Xiaofeng said disdainfully: "I'm the one who coordinates the overall situation, can you respect me." ”

"Xiaofeng's own affairs have been arranged." Mao Du smiled at me.

"Laid out? When? ”

"You get on the bed first."

"Is that so?" I rolled around the bed like a little wind, "And then?" ”

"And then?" Uncle Mao grinned and punched my face.

"it!" I exclaimed—Mao Du has the strength to peek into the secret realm, and I can't dodge his full blow.

"Bang!" Maudoo's fist didn't hit me in the face, but on something very hard, making a dull thud.

"It's ......"

"It's a defense cell for the little wind." Mao Du said: "Xiaofeng's evolution direction is all focused on defense, so he is our best protector. As long as the guys who can neutralize our abilities don't show up tonight, the safety of the three of us depends on him. ”

"Cow!" I looked at Xiaofeng with admiration in my eyes: "You are simply a tank-type auxiliary father!" ”

"I don't know if you have a delusion." Mao Du suddenly said seriously: "We came to the village this time, and the attitude we suffered was very contradictory - the other party seemed to be unwilling for us to investigate, but it seemed to guide us to continue the investigation. ”

"Not a delusion." Xiaofeng said: "I feel this way too, and I think this feeling itself is right. ”