MTL - Hidden Corner-Chapter 59 0 virtual reality three

Chapter 59 Chapter 059 Virtual and Real Three

“I saw this when I was reading the information, but I didn’t go into details.” Li Chengyi nodded.

"Perhaps you are encountering an intersecting dead end. The longer the dead end is, the easier it is for many mysterious and unknown things to remain, and its structure may also intersect with the later dead ends. We have encountered this before "Syndra said, "Depth is the level of every dead corner. An expert once said that if you can dig out the deepest core of the dead corner, then maybe you can find the secret of the dead corner. "

"The secret is too far away. Since the little fat guy stole something from Zhouji Pastry, maybe they are all in the same era? Follow this clue and look for it? Maybe you will find something." Li Chengyi suggested.

"I have asked people to do this. But the information involved in the process is too much and too old. It cannot be checked all at once. It will take time." Syndra shook his head and adjusted his AR glasses. It was obvious that he had passed the AR and remote Company employees were contacted.

“By the way, that little fat guy seems to be wearing a school uniform with a mark on it, and his name is Dongliu Experimental Primary School!” Li Chengyi suddenly added again.

 “Is there a school name? That would be much easier to find!” Syndra cheered up.

From the perspective of outsiders, Li Chengyi's state may be a precursor to mental illness, but in his view, this state is likely to be a flash of memory.

 But when the memory flashed, whether it was a complete blind spot or a semi-entering, Li Chengyi still has no accurate description.

Sitting in the car, he carefully recalled that when he was investigating Grius, his memory flashes were not serious at that time, but only intermittent.

 Occasionally seeing a hand, or suddenly seeing a human figure, these are just fragments.

 But this time, when he was in the foggy street, he completely entered the blind spot of the foggy street.

Not long after, Sima Gui came back and got into the car.

He had a serious expression, his face was pale, and there was a faint trace of blood on one arm.

“The situation has changed!” As soon as he got into the car, he found the medical kit and quickly treated the injury on his right arm.

“I just entered the memory flash, and when I went in, I found that there were a large group of black masked monsters attacking everywhere in the foggy street. I accidentally got hit on my hand, but fortunately I followed the inertia and stepped back, otherwise”

He picked up a bottle of iodophor and poured it on a palm-sized scrape on his right arm.

ˆ˜hiss.

 Sweat quickly seeped out from his forehead and condensed into fine beads of sweat.

“Does iodophor hurt? It’s not alcohol, right?” Zhong Ying couldn’t help but say something.

“I have the final say whether it hurts or not! Why, do you have any objections!?” Sima Gui gave her a fierce look.

Li Chengyi, who was sitting aside, was a little weird and didn't say anything.

He suspected that the current changes in Fog Street were caused by him.

 He had put on the flower-scaled clothes and carried the slot machine, but something unexpected happened.

"Now you mean you can't just flash your memory?" In order to pretend that he didn't know anything, he still asked.

“I’m afraid it won’t work for the time being.” Sima Gui shook his head. "I wore two layers of bullet-proof suits, and a large piece of my skin was scratched. Most people would be killed if they went in unprepared."

“Don’t worry, the blind spot will automatically return to its original state after a while. We just need to wait now. Maybe this is part of the cycle of changes in the foggy street’s dead spot.” Syndra said solemnly.

 “Okay.” Sima Gui nodded. "It can only be the."

"Then what if I go in halfway?" Zhong Ying immediately became worried.

“That means you are out of luck.” Sima Gui sneered.

Several people were in no mood to talk for a while.

While waiting for the company to query information, everyone went back to the villa to rest.

 Because of the turmoil in the foggy streets, the risk has increased significantly. Therefore, Sima Gui and Li Chengyi were both reminded by Sindra not to wander around in that area until the situation calmed down completely.

 The time it takes for a dead spot to subside is usually about a week. This is a rule that Syndra has learned from tracking dead spots for so many years.

 Time passes day by day.

The little fat man's information has never been found, and Zhong Ying is getting more and more impatient.

 Because the time is getting closer and closer to her entry time. If it was really as dangerous as Sima Gui said, if she went in at this time, she felt that she would definitely die.

As the time approached, Li Chengyi gradually became nervous. Apart from going out to search for materials and absorb evil thoughts every day, he also kept searching for information about Dongliu Experimental Primary School on his own.

 It is better to take action than to do nothing.

His worries have nothing to do with Zhong Ying. He is mainly worried that he will face a new blind spot when his time is up. By then, he may not have so much time and energy to investigate the fog street incident.

 Once you are pulled into a dead corner once, you will keep being pulled in again and again until you are completely dead.

 Soon, a week has passed and the news has not been found, but Zhong Ying is obviously restless.

 She walked up and down the villa every day, repeatedly asking Sindra and Song Ran, trying to get accurate news, but she was disappointed every time.

In a blink of an eye, the end of July has arrived, and it will soon be the beginning of August.

Ding.

In the lobby on the first floor of the villa, Sindra's cell phone suddenly made a soft beep.

 When he picked it up and looked at it, his expression suddenly became serious.

 “Here we are! Found it!” There was a hint of surprise in his voice.

The other people sitting on the sofa and chairs stood up one after another and looked at him in unison.

 “My ten million!” Sima Gui laughed.

Li Chengyi was also relieved. The clues were found, and his flying instrument might also be found.

 The point is, that little flower

“Boss, is this a clue about the little fat guy?” he asked aloud.

"Well, that little fat guy does have this person. The information on Dongliu Elementary School is incomplete, and with the fortress of silence between cities, some places can't even connect to the Internet. So it took a lot of time." Xin Della nodded seriously. He took out his old signature tool—a projection flashlight.

Press the switch against a white wall on the side of the hall.

　　唰.

 Suddenly a curtain of light was projected out, forming a screen on the wall.

 At the top, what is reflected is the photo of the little fat man that impressed Li Chengyi very deeply.

 Cylinder, three lines, only two holes for the nostrils, and the bridge of the nose is almost invisible.

 The specific information of this person slowly emerges below.

　　　Bai Feipeng: 3101-3178. The only son of Bai Tang, the owner of Baijia Bookstore on Xuezhong Road, he inherited the life of the bookstore and never left Zhaoshan. In 3177, he fell ill in bed and lost the ability to move. He died in the autumn of the next year. ’

“That’s it?” Sima Gui asked in surprise, “After searching for so long, it’s just this little information?”

 “That’s it.” Syndra nodded. He turned to look at a few people.

 “But that’s enough,” he continued.

 “How do you say it?” Li Chengyi asked aloud.

"Because, the Bai Family Bookstore is still open!" Syndra said solemnly.

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On another street more than ten kilometers away from Xuezhong Road - Qianhong Road, Qingshui Town, Baijia Bookstore.

 The black luxury off-road vehicle parked slowly on the roadside and paused between two slender saplings.

 The car door opens.

Song Ran got out of the car first and looked around, followed by Sima Gui, Zhong Ying, Li Chengyi, and finally Sindela.

 The group of people looked around.

This is the transitional junction between the old city and the new city.

Old buildings are crumbling, and just a few steps away is a brand new shopping mall building with flashing colorful billboards.

Standing in front of the old store, you can still hear the faint sound of howling coming from the latest technology KTV in the distance.

 The old and the new form an inexplicable intersection here.

A few people stood in front of the Baijia Bookstore, looking up at the bookstore.

To the left of the bookstore is a coffee shop, to the right is a stationery store, and upstairs is a dark, abandoned house awaiting demolition, with even the balcony windows removed.

 Hands and vertical slogans and billboards are clearly visible on the wall outside the store.

 It was only around four o'clock in the afternoon, and the store was already deserted and empty.

There was only a bald old man wearing a plaid shirt, sitting at the door playing mobile games.

"The Bai Family Bookstore has been open for more than a hundred years. The owners have never changed. They are all from the Bai family. So we need to find the original Wu Ji Grocery Store. We will definitely find clues from here." Sindra said solemnly. road.

 “I’ll go.” Zhong Ying looked at the old man and finally felt confident. She straightened her chest and walked forward, leaned down and asked softly.

“Uncle, are you the owner of this bookstore?”

The old man remained motionless, without raising his head, his eyes showed no fluctuation, and his hands were still pressing the phone in his hand like lightning.

Zhong Ying’s face stiffened and she asked again.

Unfortunately, there was still no response. The old man didn’t even raise his head and allowed Zhong Ying to walk around him. He didn’t even change his basic sitting posture.

“See, this is the concentration that truly belongs to the player!” Sima Gui said in awe. "People like us in the game can ignore any temptation around them in order to achieve the goals in their hearts! Don't say that Zhong Ying doesn't have beauty, even if she does, it's definitely meaningless!"

 “Are you still a serious game enthusiast?” Li Chengyi said speechlessly.

 “Reality is too boring, I have to rely on games to find it.” Sima Gui sighed.

 Li Chengyi was speechless.

Seeing that Zhong Ying was ineffective, Sindra walked over and slowly took out a few hundred-dollar bills from her wallet.

 “Boss, buy a book.”

 The old man paused and slowly raised his head.

“You can find it yourself, two copies for ten yuan, and one for free if you spend more than one hundred yuan.”

　A few people exchanged glances but did not enter the bookstore. Syndra continued to speak to the old man.

“The boss’s surname is Bai, right? I heard that Bai’s bookstore has been here for hundreds of years? Is it really hundreds of years? It doesn’t look like it?”

“Of course, my grandfather passed it on to me as a bookstore. I made a lot more money at that time than I do now.” The old man put down his phone and sighed. "You're not here to buy books, are you?"

 As people mature with age, not to mention that the few people in front of me have not even entered the bookstore, so don't show it too obviously.

“Well, we are here to inquire about a person from the boss, Bai Feipeng, do you know him?” Sindra asked.

“That’s my grandpa.” The old man smiled, with two orange peel-like wrinkles on his cheeks. "He's been dead for many years."

“That’s a coincidence.” Zhong Ying breathed a sigh of relief. "Uncle, since you have opened a bookstore here for so long, do you know where there used to be a Wuji grocery store? You used to be on Xuezhong Road, right?"

 (End of this chapter)