The Gorgon's home is in a bridge hole, and I can't find the door for some reason, which also arouses my curiosity even more.

Following Uncle Crab's advice, I flew to the bar.

I walked straight inside.

The bar is open at night and is only cleaned by staff during the day.

The staff were still dressed as batstars, and they were busy with their heads down.

"You're so dedicated, you clean and wear prop costumes!"

Looking at a group of busy batmen, I was speechless.

They ignored me and continued to do their work.

It seems that it is not appropriate to go out today.

didn't find the gorgon, and was first treated with a cold face by Uncle Crab, and then directly ignored by the busy uncle.

When I got to the bar and talked to the waiter, no one paid attention to me.

All of this made me feel more frustrated than I had ever felt before, and my emotions became even more volatile.

I didn't have to follow the rules here during non-business hours, and I didn't dress up as an alien, so I sat at the bar and looked around the bar.

Looking at the decoration of the bar during the day, it doesn't seem to be very special.

It's an alien-themed bar, but there's nothing strange about the decoration, and it's all ordinary. If it weren't for the costumed patrons at night, and the bat-clad staff, this bar wouldn't be anything special.

After sitting for a while, a glass of wine flew in front of me out of thin air, as if an invisible person was walking over with it.

The chair next to me moved, and it felt like the invisible man was sitting next to me.

There was a chill in front of him.

Bump into the guts and reach out to touch it. I really ran into something, it was cold, and it was still squirming.

I remember the feeling, it was Gorgon's hair, those wriggling snake tails.

"Is that you? Why can't I see you anymore? ”

I excitedly twitched the snake's tails from her head, slid over her shoulders, and took her hand.

Her hand was holding me tightly, but I didn't hear her speak.

"Can't I even hear you?"

I'm in a bit of a hurry.

There is still no sound in front of you.

That hand was still holding my hand tightly, still cold and cold.

Could it be that I used too much energy to save me that day, and my superpowers weakened so that I could neither see her nor hear her voice? I guessed in my heart.

"You saved me that day, right? Thank you very much! If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to get out! ”

I look forward to a response from her.

The hand holding me tighter, and I felt her fingers tap on the back of my hand.

"Morse code?"

I would care.

The hand took my hand and shook it up and down, as if agreeing with me.

I struggled to remember the number and frequency of those cold fingers tapping on the back of my hand, and my mind kept transcoding, "I can't see you for a while, we'll see you again!" You have to be careful! It's dangerous here! ”

The hand took my hand up and down, and it seemed that my crack was correct.

Where are you? Are you okay? ”

Suddenly I couldn't see her, I couldn't hear her, and I sensed that something was wrong with her. “

Cold fingers continued to tap on the back of my hand, and I followed along, "I'm fine, I'm fine!" ”

After a while, the hand let go of my hand, and the stool in front of me moved, and I knew that she was gone.

The gorgon-haired girl who saved me seems to have a superpower that no one else can see.

Now even I can't see her, I can't hear her.

There are so many questions in my mind.

Borrowing wine to kill my sorrows, I raised the glass of wine that came over and drank it all.

After drinking it, I realized that the glass of wine turned out to be plain water.

Presumably, the gorgon, who has superpowers, also knows that I don't drink well, and all she serves me is boiled water.

"Looks like this bar is still very weird! Gorgon, teleporter, and now invisible! ”

I got up and walked out of the bar hall door to the prop shop in front of the door.

The prop shop is still full of fancy costumes, and these costumes that look weird at night look like wilted leaves in the sun, which is terrifying.

The salesperson wearing the batstar artificial costume is cleaning and disinfecting the headgear sold at this time, and it seems that this store is still responsible for customers.

“Hi！”

I greeted the salesperson.

He lifted the "bat" head and glanced at me, panicked as he put away the disinfectant for cleaning the hood.

"You guys are really responsible, and the new hood is still disinfected!"

I didn't have the words to talk to him, and tried to find out the secret of the bar.

He nodded, didn't speak to me, and wiped the table where the sanitizers had been placed.

"I want that, sell it to me!"

If he doesn't answer me, I have to use the old way and smash it with money! Pointing casually to a male version of Medusa's hood.

He didn't speak, pointing to the price with one hand, and with the other he stretched out his bat paw and asked me for money.

I paid, and he put his hood and hands in front of me, still not saying a word to me.

I took the hood of this male version of "Medusa". Those hairs are snakeheads, and they are very fake when you look closely. There is no comparison with the snake tails on the head of the gorgon, and the snake tails on the head of the gorgon, cold and cold, are all alive. What about me? Caught in the sun, the fake can't be faked anymore!

"Is there anything better? This is too fake! ”

I asked him with a hood.

He shook the gray bat head to indicate that there was nothing better.

His bat head was really realistic, with fluff on his head, and his erect bat ears moved.

I thought to myself, that bat head can't be real, right? There may be real aliens in this bar! To confirm my thoughts, I reached out and tried to touch his head, "Dude, you have a good hood, bring me the same!" ”

Seeing that I reached out to touch his head, he squatted down in a panic, avoiding me perfectly.

"Which one do you want, I'll arrange it! Just look for me, just look for me! ”

I turned my head and saw a yellow-haired young man in his thirties walking up, stretching out his hand to shake my hand and greet me with a smile, "Hello sir, I'm the owner of this bar, my name is Mike!" ”

"It's okay, I'll just see that the bat head covers in your tooling are more realistic than the goods you sell!"

"Where there is, the customer is the first, and the best is given to the customer!"

"That's it? Don't dare to compliment! ”

I threw the male version of Medusa's hood in front of him.

"Sir, are you here for the first time?"

Seeing that I was dissatisfied with the goods, he looked at me and wanted to say something to me, but he didn't know my details, so he changed the topic with a smile. "Do you have any familiar faces? It's all with hoods! I've been here a lot, you haven't seen me in person! ”

I played with him and lied that I was a regular visitor here.

"Look at how confused I am, yes, yes! Where did you get familiar with the hood! You know the rules of dressing up in the bar, and it looks like you're a regular customer! Offended, offended! ”

He apologized again and again.

"Alien bar, you've got a good idea! The creativity is also good, so let's make a lot of money! ”

I pointed to his alien bar sign.

"It's all regular customers like you who come and take care of it. Thanks, thanks! ”

He smiled politely, and his smile was fake like the Medusa mask I threw out.

I talked to someone today, touched the nail of the day, and it was rare for this boss to greet him with a smile. I pretended to be a regular customer again and tried to find out more about the bar.

"You can't have any real aliens, do you?"

I pulled out a cigarette, handed him a cigarette, lit it for him pretending to be familiar, and whispered to him.

Listening to my straightforward question, his panicked fingers did not catch the cigarette in his hand, and the cigarette fell to the ground, he bent down to pick it up, took the cigarette backwards, and almost stuffed the lit end into his mouth.

"What are you panicking about!"

I pretended to reassure him.

"Sir, you're from the military?"

He looked me up and down again.

"You think too much, I'm British, how can it be your American military! I'm just here to see the aurora! I think you're special, so ask a few more questions! See if there's anything more exciting, say, aliens or something! ”

I took a puff of my cigarette to numb him and feign a relaxed tone.

"Listening to your accent is indeed British, it scares me to death!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the other party relaxed his vigilance.

"What's your secret, so afraid of the military?"

I took the opportunity to ask.

"Whereever, whereever! I've been running this bar for more than 20 years, so what's wrong. It's just to take advantage of other people's curiosity to attract everyone to come in and drink! ”

He answered sensitively and quickly.

"Boss, how old are you? Been in business for more than twenty years? ”

The bar has been open for more than twenty years? I looked at the bar owner in front of me, who was in his thirties, and couldn't run this bar in his teens, so I continued to try.

"I'm just young, I'm old! It's huge! ”

He responded with a smile, but avoided answering his real age,

"Alright! You're a lot older than me anyway! ”

Seeing that he didn't say anything, I was not interested in asking a man's age.

"I'm going to go in and get busy, welcome to come and play often!"

After a few conversations, he said goodbye to me.

"This, that's too fake! There's nothing better! ”

I nodded, pointing to the male version of Medusa's hood on the ground.

"You'll know it's good when you put it on!"

He leaned over and picked up the hood on the ground, patted the dust on it, and stuffed it back into my hand, speaking in a mysterious tone.

With that, he turned and left.

I could hear what he was saying.

When I put the hood close to my nose and smell it, a refreshing aroma entered my nose.

This fragrance is very strange, like the smell of traditional Chinese medicine on Zhou Qing's body, but it is not the same.

The smell of a few hallucinogenic drugs quickly flashed through my head, and it was very similar to this!

Could it be that the secret of the bar is these hoods? It seems that the prop store salesperson just now did not disinfect the new hood, but applied hallucinogens, and it was because of these hallucinogens that everyone hallucinated.

With my conclusion in mind, I took my hood and went to the local police station.