Volume IV, Chapter 1, The Departed Dream, October 2117

October 15th was a calm night, Sima Aya and Yang Yiyi quickly fell asleep,

Sima Aya started the dream again, the same dream, this time, in the dream, what she was chasing was no longer the figure of her brother, nor was it Fatman, what she was chasing was the figure of a woman: long black hair, not very tall, and slightly plump figure - but only a back.

Subconsciously, Sima Aya seemed to know the name of this back, and she whispered her name as she ran: "Yiyi, you wait for me." Yi Yi ...... Where are you going? ”

"Ah Zhu said, he's coming to pick me up," Sima Aya felt Yang Yi glance back at him, and quickly twisted his head back. Sima Aya didn't even see Yi Yi's eyes clearly, her eyes and the bridge of her nose were hidden in the shadow of her hair, but she saw that Yang Yi's face was pale with a hint of ghostly energy.

"Yimei, wait, have you forgotten our plan? Let's go back to China first, and then ......" Sima Aya reached out to hold Yang Yiyi's hand, but Yang Yiyi's hand was like a phantom, and it was gently passed by Sima Aya's hand.

"Ah Zhu came to pick me up. I'm not going back to my country. Sister Aya, let's ......" Sima Aya heard that Yang Yiyi seemed to want to say something goodbye, but before she could speak......

Suddenly, Sima Aya woke up from her dream.

"Yiyi?" Sima Aya suddenly found that what she was holding in her hand now was not Yang Yiyi, but Yang Yiyi's pillow.

In the haze, Sima Aya saw a light in the bathroom, she hadn't slept so deeply and so fragrantly for a long time, and she couldn't fully wake up for a while, but the emergency response ability she had cultivated over the years still forced her to roll out of bed. Sima Aya subconsciously got up with her soft cotton body and walked towards the bathroom. The wooden floor of the hotel made a muffled clang.

Judging from the warm yellow color of the light, Sima Aya could tell that the bath lamp was turned on. Sima Aya called Yang Yiyi's name, but no one answered in the bathroom.

Sima Aya realized that she didn't have a gun. In the past, Sima Aya didn't sleep deeply, and after waking up, she didn't need to think about it, she would immediately turn over and load the gun in one go, but today, she felt that she was sleeping too deeply.

At this moment, the door of the bathroom suddenly opened, and a gust of cold wind came to her face, bringing the cold rain outside the house to Sima Aya's face, making her suddenly sober up.

Although the shower lamp was wide open, it gave off a soft light, but there was no warmth in the bathroom - the wall facing the wilderness in the bathroom had a large hole, and the hole was so large that the diameter was almost the same as the height of the wall, and it almost hollowed out the entire wall. The cold rain pours into the room from time to time with the wind, and the warmth brought by the warm bath light in the bathroom forms a cold and warm coexistence, making Sima Aya feel the double baptism of ice and fire.

Beyond the hole in the wall, the warm light of the bath lamp did not shine too far and was swallowed up by the endless night.

Yiyi? Sima Aya searched all over the suite, she wondered if Yang Yiyi was joking, and hid under the bed, but when Sima Aya lifted the sheets, there was no one under the bed.

Finally, Sima Aya decided to find the hostess of the inn. She went to the apartment where the hostess lived, and the lights were still on...... The proprietress took Sima Aya to knock on the doors of all the tenants in turn, and opened all the empty suites with the key...... I didn't see Yang Yiyi.

Sima Aya followed the proprietress all the way, she knew that the hole in the bathroom wall was a bad omen, but every time, the proprietress opened a door, or knocked on a door, hoping to see Yang Yiyi, of course, Yang Yiyi who was alive.

However, none of the tenants had seen Yang Yiyi, and Sima Aya believed that what she described was that Yang Yiyi's appearance was no problem, and she also showed these people the photos of Yang Yiyi on their mobile phones.

Soon, the proprietress of the motel and some tenants who like to join in the fun all appeared at the scene of the crime - the suite rented by Sima Aya and Yang Yiyi. In the bathroom, the large hole in the wall is vividly visible.

The proprietress and Sima Aya feel that among the people of country A, she can be regarded as a warm-hearted person, otherwise, she will wonder if Sima Aya has broken the wall by herself at the first time. "Have you ever had insurance?" The hotel proprietress asked Sima Aya like this, what she said was that the facilities in the hotel had been insured, so Sima Aya didn't have to worry about compensation, and when the time came, the insurance company came, and asked Sima Aya to testify and sign a letter, explaining that it was not the proprietress who broke it herself, just do it.

As for the missing Yang Yiyi, the proprietress suggested that Sima Aya call the police now.

(Call the police?) Sima Aya thought to herself a little self-deprecatingly, (Aren't I a policeman myself?) Sima Aya knew that as Interpol, she had the same authority in country A as the local police in country A, and she could participate in any mission-related case. She also hopes to call the police and get help from the police of country A, but she still has some concerns considering the current special situation in country A.

"If you don't want to call the police, then I just call the people from the insurance company and the notary office to come over," the proprietress leaned into her ear and whispered to Sima Aya, "The small shop is small, the business is not good, and I don't want to make a big deal, especially these bad things - you can ask a private detective for help." This is the proprietress gave Sima Aya's pertinent advice.

It is naturally better to find a private detective than to find a policeman, Sima Aya is very clear in her heart and very vigilant, in fact, she has not said anything to Yang Yiyi, that is, the "Sven" incident, if the FBI, the military, or the CIA of country A really want to investigate, then she and Yang Yiyi are also very likely to become suspects, and, with the current situation in country A, she and Yang Yiyi are very likely to be labeled as spies in country C. It's like Fatman was inexplicably labeled as a spy in the Northern Han Kingdom.

"I'll find a private detective to solve it, you just need to inform the insurance bureau people." Sima Aya said with a smile to the proprietress as she endured the great pain in her heart and tried not to show weakness and helplessness.

However, the proprietress still guessed her thoughts from the depths of Sima Aya's eyes, "You are a strong woman." The proprietress said to Sima Aya very seriously, and when she spoke, she kept looking into Sima Aya's eyes, "More than 10 years ago, my sister ran away from home, and I always remember the situation at that time, so I understand your feelings very well." If you need my help, you can always come to me, these days, the police are not very reliable. ”

Sima Aya expressed her gratitude to the proprietress, she knew that the proprietress was sincere, both in her eyes and in her tone, but since she landed on the land of Country A, she knew, and, as always, knew that she could not trust and rely on anyone casually, including the police, of course.

"Maybe, I can help some." A raunchy, somewhat chubby blonde man said that when Sima Aya saw him just now, he still had some good feelings for him, because he looked a lot like Fatman. This person took the initiative to introduce himself as Thomason.

Thomasson took the trouble to analyze the situation at the scene:

Through the inspection of the inside and outside of the wall breach, Thomas believes that the wall was torn open, so all the wall tiles were scattered in the grass in the field, not into the house.

Sima Aya, the proprietress and the others present all felt that this was a correct analysis and nodded their heads.

"It's like an ancient weapon I've seen." A bearded man said he enjoyed studying ancient weapons, "like the ancient Roman arrows, which were fired from a distance with a tail cord, capable of reaching speeds of up to 200 yards per second, with great momentum, and barbs unfolded on the arrows when they pierced and pierced through the walls." When it was pierced, the walls were already loose, and the barbs of the arrows were hooked to the walls, and if they were pulled back, the walls would collapse entirely......"

Sima Aya listened to Thomas Son's talk, although the content was a little exaggerated, but the current situation was very consistent with his statement. Unfortunately, there was not a single Roman chariot that fired a giant arrow in the wilderness, nor did there be any wheel tracks of the chariot, and there was no trace of man in the wilderness outside the walls.

In Sima Aya's view, this is more like Yang Yiyi instantly vaporized and annihilated in the bathroom, and at the same time, a huge amount of energy was generated, breaking through the wall. That is, the wall is blown from the inside out, like a gas explosion. And Yang Yiyi himself seems to be this gas canister that has exploded. However, this is not a gas explosion, because the wall has collapsed and everything else in the bathroom is intact.

Although Sima Aya was in grief, professional experience told her that this was certainly not a mysterious event: it was a well-planned hijacking. Yang Yi didn't wear pajamas before going to bed, she couldn't be naked, she didn't take a salute, she didn't take her wallet, and she ran away on her own......

However, why didn't the hijacking break in? When I was inspecting room by room with the proprietress just now, Sima Aya also asked the proprietress if there were any suspicious vehicles around the hotel at night, and the proprietress said for sure, no.

Unless she's lying...... Sima Aya thought about it, and gradually fell into a delusion of victimization, that is, all the people around secretly joined forces, colluded, and stole Yang Yiyi.

--Although Sima Aya was in a state of grief, her professional experience told her that this was certainly not a mysterious event