After the visitor from hell laughed, he didn't speak again, and Shen Yu didn't ask again. Don't say it, it's better to be silent, and there seems to be some kind of tacit understanding between the two.

It wasn't far from my house to Luqiao Park, and the car quickly detoured the ring road without any obstruction – neither the police nor the mandrills, but as they approached the wetlands, the visitors from Hell took the wheel and drove straight north.

I was about to ask, but then I understood.

Because this was a pre-publicized rally, the police must have set up a heavy ambush, and now we rushed in, rather than throwing ourselves into the net.

And the hour has not yet come, everything is still early, and there is still preparation for the visitors to hell.

Our car headed towards Kui Mountain, first out of the city, to a place called Weixian Town. The town is famous for its chestnut production, as well as several factories that process dried fruits.

The visitors from Hell took a few turns and took us to a factory called "Lixiang". The first time I saw this name, I couldn't help but think of Reika Shimo in "Killing City" - originally I admired Uncle Ao Haoya's brain, but now it seems that the various events that happened in Wei Yang are not as bloody and violent as in the comics, but the nature is similar.

- The human beings of this world are facing the threat of species from the other world.

However, after some analysis by Shen Yu, my mind is much clearer now. She is right, reality has a logic of reality, and surreality has a logic of surreality, and there is no doubt that everything runs according to the law after all.

Now, we have to find the similarities between the supernatural and common sense, and then make logical deductions from this to find a solution to the problem.

The car drove through two rows of factories and parked in the backyard, and the visitors from hell got out of the car and led us into a small two-story building next to the factory.

"This is where you live now?" I asked.

"Yes, the owner of this factory is a member, and recently people have been panicking, so he stopped work and went to Thailand, just to borrow it. Let's talk here, wait for a while, and then fish in troubled waters to attend the rally. ”

He limped up to the second floor of the small building, then opened a room and walked in.

"For so many years, I've been used to sleeping in the open air, so I can't stand it when I live in a narrow room, this conference room is spacious enough, and I've been resting here recently." He chatted as if he were a guest.

I finally couldn't help but open my mouth.

"Are you really Researcher Fetang?"

He sat directly at the conference table, still dressed in black and masked.

"I haven't heard this name in more than 20 years."

"Did you already know about Gu Baotian's press conference yesterday morning? Is what he said true or false? I hurriedly asked.

"It's basically true, even if it's fake, it's just a memory error. If he ran to confess his sins, why should he tell any lies? The visitor from hell coughed twice, and he could clearly be heard panting.

"Do you drink water?" He jumped off the conference table and limped to get a few bottles of mineral water and put them on the table.

"Drink it, it's not poisonous." He unscrewed a bottle, drank it with a clatter, and before I could ask, he took the initiative to speak, "You must have a bunch of questions to ask, right?" ”

"That's up to you to answer or not." Shen Yu said.

"Why did you come to me some time ago and give me a pamphlet about the West Nights? I was just a small editor at the time, why did you choose me? ”

He laughed twice.

"Choosing this thing, sometimes you think that you are taking the initiative to move, but in fact, it is simply the fate of the chess pieces - for example, the ten murderers in Yatul Village, they think that coming to Weiyang is purely accidental, but how do they know that everything is manipulated, right?"

"So you came to me, and you were also manipulated?" I was very upset with the tone in which he spoke.

"That's right. I'm looking for you when I smell you. Originally, I just wanted to meet you and see if someone like you with a strong body could also be a mandrill, but it turned out that you were different from those devils.

"It was a bit awkward, and I knew that your publishing house was collecting ancient books, so I gave you a booklet. As for those mysterious words, they are only used to confuse you. Sometimes things are simple, but the chain of suspicion complicates them, doesn't it? ”

He always ends his speech with a rhetorical question, which makes people uncomfortable when they hear it.

I looked at Shen Yu, her face was very calm, and she didn't say a word, as if she didn't want to ask questions at all.

"Then what is going on with my body that is not afraid of falling or bumping, do you know?" I didn't have the concentration of Shen Yu, so I still asked.

The visitor to hell suddenly let out a lamentation that seemed to cry and laugh. He pointed at me, at himself, and at Shen Yu.

"You, me, and she are actually all people who have been stung by space debris. Surely you've seen that kind of rotten black ship outside of your dreams, and you've been pierced by the transparent ice flakes scattered by the black ship, right? Didn't you feel uncomfortable after that, and you still possessed some inhuman abilities, right? ”

I suddenly remembered that Shen Yu had witnessed the Gu Eagle pulling a black boat through the air in the third-tier factory, and she did say that the sky had been scattered with something like snowflakes. But when I saw the black ship, it didn't seem to have such an experience.

However, my mother said many times that the year I was born, it seemed as if some glass ballast had fallen from the sky and sunk into my head, but the X-rays could not show it at all.

Could it be that I have a superior memory, and I resist beatings and beatings, which is the reason for those fragments? The visitors from hell said that it was a fragment of space, but what was the black ship, and what was the battle between the giants and the asuras that I saw in the bardo illusion?

I had a long list of scattered questions to ask, but this time I was preempted by Shen Yu.

"Researcher Fei, I like to tell one thing systematically, I don't like the chronicle style, I don't like the chronicle style, I like to tell the story, just like the end of the chronicle in the history book - for example, when you were in the Western Night Archaeology, Huang Shanbao and his group were pushed into the entrance of the cellar in Huqian Valley City, did you encounter a mandrill below?

"What happened after that that made you who you are? Do you know Wen Mushan's whereabouts - judging by the scars on your face, this must have been a painful experience, and no one wants to look back. Still, I wonder if you want to tell us about the past—do you have the courage? ”

I almost want to applaud Shen Yu's rhetorical question, it is really the way of others, and the body of others.

The visitor from hell was not in the least surprised, he turned his back, walked to the window, and spoke as if to himself.

"Actually, I didn't want to hold that experience in my heart for a long time. Now that the demon has come to the city, I don't want to hide it anymore.

"However, if you listen to it, you will definitely be very disappointed."