80 per cent for option one and 20 per cent for option two.

……

[Option 1]

[Investigation in reality]

……

Forced access is also too risky.

Zheng Zhuo stared at the gray interface of the mobile phone and decided to investigate in reality first.

In reality, he still has all kinds of [realistic skills]. In the [Subconscious World], he didn't dare to say what skills he could obtain, and whether those skills could be used now after the interface was grayed out.

Putting down the phone, Zheng Zhuo took over as Guo Qian's driver.

He had to rush to the location of Zhuang Yusheng as soon as possible.

……

Zheng Zhuo and Guo Qian were divided into two shifts, day and night. The van drove all the way through the highway, and two days passed, and Zheng Zhuo was getting closer and closer to the county seat where Zhuang Yusheng was located.

During this period, there was nothing to do all the way. Neither did I meet any suspicious person in a black suit in the lounge area, nor did I receive any strange phone calls.

Zheng Zhuo checks the [Collective Subconscious] software every day. But it's always just a gray that can't be chosen.

Zheng Zhuo didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing. He could only wait.

Afternoon of the fourth day.

The silver van finally pulled off the high speed. They entered the national highway from the auxiliary road, and a few hours later, they entered the provincial highway from the national highway.

Four hours later, it was starting to get dark. The van turns on its headlights.

According to Zheng Zhuo's mobile phone navigation, the provincial highway has also ended here. Next, they will enter the county road.

"Can you get to that county before 10 o'clock......

It's time for a break. He got out of the car and moved for a while, and handed over the driver's position to Guo Qian.

He watched Guo Qian get into the driver's seat.

Along the way, Guo Qian was silent. After he settled down, he spoke very little.

Zheng Zhuo once said to him: "We are here first to find out why you have amnesia. Our purpose is the same. Follow me and we'll find out. ”

Guo Qian did not react violently. He just nodded and said "yes".

When he first got into the car, the long period of aberration seemed to burn all the emotions in his spirit. Now, basically what Zheng Zhuo asks him to do, he will do, and he won't ask anything more.

For Zheng Zhuo, this is of course very convenient - he doesn't have to spend more energy to lie to Guo Qian, and he doesn't have to be constantly alert to whether the other party will suddenly attack.

But the status quo still troubles him.

Zheng Zhuo sat in the back seat. The van restarted.

(I don't know if those black suits can re-brainwash Guo Qian.) ）”

If you want to face those guys in black suits head-on, this matter is what Zheng Zhuo is most worried about.

(Will my [persuasion] work a second time?) ）”

He kept thinking, but couldn't think of any results.

……

Two hours later.

The van finally arrived in that remote town.

The town is deep in the mountains, and the area is not large. There are no pedestrians on the streets, and the lights are scattered in the small buildings on both sides of the street.

Zheng Zhuo looked at his watch, there was still a quarter of an hour at 10 o'clock in the evening.

Probably all at home.

The silver van drove slowly through the streets. When he was about to drive out of the county seat, Zheng Zhuo saw an old red and white signboard of a guest house.

This, he thought, was probably the only guest house in town.

Zheng Zhuo waved Guo Qian to stop and got out of the car by himself.

He walked into the door of the guest house. It's dim inside. The old interior is still in the style of the nineties of the last century. The interior walls of the cement mortar were not even painted and were bare. At the entrance, an old lamp that is at least ten years old is hung. When Zheng Zhuo walked in, the dim yellow filament flickered, making a "crackling" and "crackling" sound.

Zheng Zhuo knocked on the door.

"Is anyone there——?"

After shouting a few times, I finally heard the sound of coming down from the upper floor.

The visitor was an old woman with a hunched back.

Zheng Zhuo shrunk his neck. He doesn't really want to see the old woman right now - he has experienced [Martial Arts World], and he has a little PTSD.

But he held back. He maintained the most basic courtesy.

"Hello, I-"

"Rough?"

"What?"

"Isn't it better to be thicker?"

This old woman's accent is very strong! Zheng Zhuo didn't understand at all.

Presumably, none of the locals thought that someone would come from outside the local area...... There was no one in the hotel who could understand Mandarin.

Zheng Zhuo suddenly missed the Xue Ying father and daughter he met when he first entered the [Subconscious World] ...... [Small Town World].

Sure enough, imagination is still better than reality.

"I want to stay in a hotel. But I also want to ask some questions. ”

Zheng Zhuobi gestured with his hands and feet, and wrote and drew pictures on his mobile phone, trying all the methods he could think of to convey his meaning.

"Has there been a fire anywhere around here?"

Zhuang Yusheng's residence at the time was on fire. He lived above a warehouse at the time.

There was a shanty town around there.

Fires, warehouses, shantytowns. There could not be a second place in such a small town that caters to all three at the same time. Definitely easy to find.

Zheng Zhuo explained for a long time. The old woman finally pointed him in the right direction.

Zheng Zhuo didn't know if she understood.

In short, he opened a room and called Guo Qian, who had parked the car.

"Let's go rest later. Let's go somewhere first. ”

Zheng Zhuo took the key and said.

He was going to look at the place the old woman had pointed out first.

……

Night. Where there are no street lights in the town, it is pitch black.

Zheng Zhuo walked along the outside of the town for a long distance, and the more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Doesn't it look like there's a warehouse and a shanty town around here?

However, there are many local squires who have built half of the unfinished buildings after development.

"Either the old lady is wrong, or she understands it wrong."

Zheng Zhuo sighed.

It's still too reluctant to look for it at night. The town is not big, so go to a higher place during the day tomorrow and find it with the naked eye.

"Hey, Guo Qian, I'm going back."

He turned back to Guo Qian, who was following behind him.

That's when it happened.

Squeak......

The building was pushed open, and a man appeared in the doorway.

He didn't seem very friendly.

"A few fresh faces. What the hell!? ”

Very impulsive tone.

Is this being used as a thief?

Zheng Zhuo suddenly reacted, he was quite suspicious now.

"Nope! We...... It's to find someone. He quickly explained.

"Looking for someone?"

"A man named Zhuang Yusheng. We're here for him. ”

Zheng Zhuo didn't want to be suspicious—then tomorrow's action would be troublesome. He hurriedly said.

"Oh. He. ”

Unexpectedly, this Mandarin is okay - at least the man with a lighter accent than the old lady said the information that Zheng Zhuo wants most now.

"After the fire, he moved to the other side."

The man gestured into the distance.

"Wow. The outermost building next to the field. The one that didn't turn on. ”

……

Five minutes later.

Zheng Zhuo stood downstairs in the second-story building and raised his head.

"It's empty."

Not surprisingly, this is also a dilapidated building. But......

"Doesn't it look like it's inhabited?"

He reached out and pulled at the rusty door.

The door opened. There is no lock.

"Guo Qian, you stand at the door and wait for me."

It is still necessary to ensure a way out. He left Guo in front of him and entered the building.

There are some daily necessities on the ground floor, but it looks like they haven't been used for a while.

Second floor......

Zheng Zhuo went up to the second floor. Curtains are drawn on the second floor.

It's too dark. Nothing can be seen.

Zheng Zhuo reached out and felt the switch of the electric light on the side.

Just when he wanted to turn on the light.

Rustling.

From the depths of the second floor, there was a noise.

It's slight, like a rat scurrying across the ground.

“……”

Zheng Zhuo's hand stopped.

……

【Question】

[What's next?] 】

[Option 1]

[Turn on the lights and wait and see]

[Option 2]

[Turn on the lights and rush forward to attack at the same time]

[Option 3]

[Don't turn on the lights, leave the small building]

[Option 4]

[Don't turn on the lights, lower the sound, and move closer to the direction of the sound]

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