Chapter 3: Rhapsody
Zhou Zhou and the others entered the gymnasium, only to see that the gymnasium was full of people, men, women and children, dressed in various ways. There are old people in suits who look like professors, young people with yin and yang heads, beautiful girls dressed in fashionable clothes, and parents with children. It was like a class, and everyone was looking at the podium.
Zhou Zhou looked left and right, and a familiar feeling came to his face.
ββββββββThis is where Carrie first showed her abilities in front of everyone! Prom Gymnasium.
Zhou Zhou looked around with mixed feelings, there were many gymnasiums in his impression. The curtain wall behind the stage was torn down and rows of chairs were arranged.
The wooden ladder chair on the right disappears and becomes a large window from which you can see the street scene directly: the bunny girl happens to be passing by.
The lion badge of the school football team on the left wall is gone, replaced by a mural. The mural depicts a golden girl with her hands outstretched, her eyes angry, blood floating around her, flames burning behind her. Behind her lies a boy in a white suit, burly and looks like the athletic, simple-minded, and pleasing boy that every school has in stereotypes (not at all like Tommy in Zhou Zhou's impression). In front of the girl, men and women in gowns screamed in terror. In the lower right corner of the mural is the name of the painting: The Trial. Underneath the title there is also a signature: Curtis.
Zhou Zhou and the others found a seat in the last row and sat down, looking at the podium.
The hostess above is reading a poem emotionally.
"Jesus looked at me from the wall
But his face was as cold as a rock
If only he loved me
Like she said
Why I always feel lonely.
This poem was written by Carrie White in a seventh-grade English class. β
The hostess wiped the corners of her eyes sadly, calmed down and said, "When I read all kinds of information about Carrie, I always thought about what if Carrie was born in an ordinary family. Her mother wasn't a religious fanatic Margaret, so what would her future hold? I hope she's happy, and she'll probably never show what she's capable of, and not as many people will study her now. She may not have met Chrissy Hagenson and Billy Nolan; Maybe she'll be friends with Susnell. Tommy didn't invite her to the prom either. It was another boy who invited her. Maybe she will get married, have a child, start a family, and she will be slow to awaken to her abilities, which will only be used to tease her children in her spare time.
Either way, I think she has a great future ahead of her. However, one White research enthusiast recently has some key evidence that Carrie's tragedy may be inevitable, and that Carrie will eventually awaken her abilities at the age of fifteen and go to ruin. Now there's Brian Nolan from North Carolina. β
At this moment, a tall middle-aged man wearing medieval paper shell armor and black-rimmed glasses walked up. He has long hands and feet, and he walks with a clumsy feeling.
As he walked from the right side of the stage to the left, Zhou Zhou noticed that the compass in his hand followed Brian from right to left.
Brian took the microphone from the hostess's hand, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket, opened it tremblingly, squeezed it tightly, and then coughed into the microphone and said, "Guys, ahem, sorry, I'm not dressed properly, because I made an appointment with some friends tonight to go to the cosplay conference on Brikjad Hills, and I'm going out after the speech." β
The audience smiled good-naturedly.
"Let's get straight to the point and welcome all of you to this gathering. I am honored and excited to be here to share my research with you. When I first heard about the White affair six years ago, I was so intrigued that I did some research. The findings are that there was a human cause behind White's death. I'm not talking about Chrissy and Billy's pranks, but rather that there is a special organization behind the scenes, and they give Carrie the powers and induce her to burst.
Here are my arguments. β¦β¦β¦β¦ I'm a forensic doctor by profession, so I investigated the White incident from a forensic perspective, and then I came up with Carrie White's mother's autopsy report, which was mixed in with a lot of death reports at the time, and it was not at all obvious, and it was well known that a lot of people died at that time. But I now report that Margaret White did not die from burns. Instead, he was suffocated to death by suffocation with a blunt object. β
Someone at the bottom raised their hand to ask a question, and Brian motioned for him to ask a question.
"Do you think there was some mysterious organization that killed Carrie's mother and used it to stimulate Carrie and make Carrie's abilities explode, right? But I don't think this autopsy report proves your guess. It is possible that Carrie used Tk telekinesis to kill Margaret, such as using a stone to shoot Margaret through the neck. β
Brian replied, "Your assumption is good, it's a possibility. But I have another key piece of evidence in my hands to prove my hypothesis. This evidence came from Carrie's autopsy medical examiner. According to him, Carrie's body died at a strange time, and the time of death may have been misunderstood, two days before the night of the ball, and the body had frozen marks on it. Fearing that others would doubt his professionalism, the forensic doctor deliberately ignored this part of the details and did not include this part of the facts in the report. β
At this point, the audience raised their hands from the podium, and Brian stopped his speech and motioned for questions from below.
A young man with a yin and yang head stood up and said, "That means it's not Carrie's real corpse!" There is a mysterious organization that orchestrates Carrie's death. The body was cloned. β
Brian nodded.
There was an uproar below, and everyone was talking to each other.
"Do you have any other evidence to support your view?"
"Yes." Brian smiled, "While investigating the White incident, we visited her surviving classmates, neighbors, and even Margaret's parents and relatives. But I think we've all overlooked an important figure. β
Brian sells a pass, his gaze slowly shifting from left to right in the audience, and finally the answer is revealed in the audience's impatient gaze.
"Carrie's father. Mr. White. We can't find out the year of his birth. There is no information about him in the government's database. Only know the time of his death, and even, well, we can't even be sure if he actually died. I have previously published my latest research results on my website. I was contacted by a mysterious person through my website and sent me a report by letter. It shows that the DNA of Mr. White's body does not match Carrie's, which means that the cemetery is not Carrie's father at all. β
The audience was boiling again.
"That is, at the time we're talking right now. Perhaps, maybe Carrie's father was watching us from below. That's the end of my presentation, thank you. β
The applause rang out enthusiastically, interspersed with whistles.
"By the way, do you want to attend the cosplay conference? The Turkish barbecue in town prepares a cart of barbecue. We're going to have a barbecue meeting after the big fight. β
The audience laughed.
The last row.
As Brian stepped off the podium, Zhou Zhou noticed that the compass had been moving with him.
"Looks like we're going to follow him, and Compass thinks he's the key to lead us to Carrie." Zhou Zhou said to Laura.
So, they left the venue, stopped a suV on the side of the road that was going to a role-playing conference, hypnotized each other with amnestics sticks, and sat inside.
suV followed the main force, and at 9 p.m. they arrived at the camping site.
I saw a bonfire lit in the middle of the flat land surrounded by the forest, and a cardboard castle stood in the middle.
Crowds dressed as medieval figures, in pairs and threes, carrying wine bottles, wandered around.
The knight was covered with cardboard horses and chased witches; Gnomes dressed as hobbits, dressed in leather "bigfeet", and drank bud1ight beer. Beautiful elves dancing around the campfire, sexyly twisting their waists. A tall and strong brave man said to the female elf: "The long road is long, and I have no intention of sleeping, let me comfort you with **." β
"Do you need me to build a yurt first?" The shaman asked.
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ps: There are a lot of stalks in the back, I'm afraid I can't write it well, I hope it won't be wasted by me.
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