Robinham pricked up his ears energetically. His original interest index in this matter could only be rated at 60 points. But things are different now. The word "Zhenhui Country" got full marks, and its owner got full additional points.
"...Can I ask about the relationship between you?" Upsilon said.
"No. Stop pushing."
"Oh, don't be so angry..."
Upsilon wanted to continue talking, but Jing Huang had already walked away. He seemed to have only come to Upsilon to deliver a message, and showed little anger or irritation throughout the process. This was so beyond Luo Binhan's expectation that he temporarily forgot to catch up and ask for details. When he was in a daze, Momolo rushed up and put his hands on his shoulders.
"Mr. Luo, maybe this is a good opportunity!" he said eagerly.
"What chance?"
"Did you see Mr. Xuanhong's reaction just now? Although he was videotaped, he was completely lifeless, which is completely different from the previous situation! This shows that the master of the Xuanhong Kingdom must be very important to him!"
Luo Binhan asked calmly: "Have you ever thought that he was just preparing to commit a revenge murder?"
Momolo shook his head firmly. Luo Binhan got rid of his hands and sat down to slowly think about it. The word "Zhenluo" was not unfamiliar to him, but it was very inconsistent with Upsilon's description. In the dream that the black cat showed him, he did see with his own eyes the villages composed of woolly monkeys. But that was a long time ago, far away. Does the Monkey Island in the dream still exist? Or has it become another place that he doesn't understand at all?
It's a fluke. It's a fluke. As he thought about it another memory fragment popped into his mind. He subconsciously straightened his body and looked towards the door.
"Mr. Luo, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Luo Binhan said, "Old Mo, do you still remember the sub-cabin aircraft on our ship? The one with a pink button on the top."
"I rarely ride in a sub-cabin aircraft by myself, Mr. Luo. However, the last time we went out together, it seemed that there was indeed such a button."
Luo Binhan held his head and began to search for traces of this incident in his memory. A lot has happened since then, but he has not forgotten it yet - some things are indeed difficult for him to forget. Frosttail, Shirley, Joel Farman... wasn't it Joel Farman who took the button at that time? On that terrifying planet, Joel Farman transformed the sub-cabin craft into a weird swan ship that sang children's songs. That scene should have been unforgettable for him, but he deliberately didn't think about that part. How is Frosttail doing now?
"There is a brand on the button," he said, "It says something like 'Royal Technical Department of the Kingdom of Xu'an'... I can't remember clearly. Did the young master bring that from the Kingdom of Xu'an?"
Momolo blinked, as if he thought this further confirmed his claim. But Upsilon, who was sitting next to Luo Binhan, said, "Can you explain it in detail, Mr. Luo? It sounds like you and Zhuo Yuguo have another story."
Luo Binhan hesitated. He didn't know how many things Momolo had told Upsilon before, but he also felt that there was no need to deliberately conceal it, so in the end he briefly told everything he had seen. Upsilon was indeed not surprised, and did not even ask about the bugs at all. Instead, he inquired in detail about the structure and performance of the sub-cabin aircraft. Luo Binhan was quickly stumped by him - Yaleriga only taught him basic operations and never touched on any technical and maintenance issues. He could only briefly tell Upsilon about its appearance and the puzzling children's song.
"Well, it's indeed different from what I imagined. It always sounds a bit bad to play that babbling song in a spaceship. However, since your ship has technological products made by the country, at least it means that It is indeed a rational civilization, and it has a good relationship with the Mysterious Rainbow Jade... It’s worth a try, Momolo! That video will be sent to Gate City, maybe it’s to find the whereabouts of the Mysterious Rainbow Jade !”
Now Momolo was unstoppable. He walked towards the door passionately, and Luo Binhan immediately pulled him back to where he was.
"Mr. Luo!"
"Don't listen to your brother's instigation of Lao Mo." Luo Binhan said, "Didn't you hear the young master say that is the Wuyuan Second Base? How can he look good on this? If you mention it to him now, believe it or not he will come to the door. Are you going to run away immediately after changing the city? Let’s try it first and then talk about it.”
"Oh, Mr. Luo has suddenly become very sophisticated!"
Luo Binhan turned to stare at Upsilon. The illusion of the Yongguang clan man also looked back at him with a smile. That made Luo Binhan suddenly have doubts in his heart: From a certain point of view, of course he trusted Upsilon, a soldier who protected the safety of the organization, and he was also Momoluo's brother. How could he be malicious to his brother's friends? But when Luo Binhan saw this man's smile, he vaguely felt that the matter was not simple. Maybe Upsilon was fake too and was transformed into a dragon. At least secretly harboring an ulterior conspiracy.
"Why are you looking at me like this, Mr. Luo? I've already told you all the things I know about Zhuo Xiao. After all, the application was just approved by Central City, and Safaya didn't get many details."
"Why do you want the young master to go back?" Luo Binhan asked confusedly, "What's so important about that?"
"Because you think it would be better for him to solve his own worries? Although I don't know the details very well, running away from home can only be said to be the worst way... Ah, saying this seems a bit self-righteous, I think there is also that kind of No matter how irreconcilable the situation is, in the end both parties have no choice but to never meet each other. But as far as I know, the expatriates from Wuyuan Star are also looking for his whereabouts. It is not for any political purpose, but just to confirm his whereabouts. It’s just peace.”
"Have you contacted them?"
"Not yet. I haven't contacted you since I came back. I don't want Xuan Hong Jade to dismantle my ship. However, before I met you, I did communicate with a certain Wuyuan member through the magic sword."
Luo Binhan started to glare at him. Upsilon turned a blind eye and continued: "Actually, there is another thing I want to know more than the reason why Xuan Hongzhi Jade doesn't go back."
"What?"
"It's the left arm. From the earliest information provided by Wuyuanxing, there was no mention of his mutilated limbs. This was corrected in later supplementary information. Then, the information clearly stated that his body was just a kind of body similar to ours. The cognitive phenomenon does not have real material rationality, but only the left arm has never grown, and it can even be replaced by a conventional special prosthesis that is very difficult to buy. I thought to myself that this would not be the case. Because of his personal hobbies? Then the biggest possibility left is that it is restricted by some kind of magic. Is he cursed by something? Let him run away to a place where no one is taking care of him in this state. I also think Not a very good idea. In addition to that... ah, of course there are some political factors. I have to hope that he can return to the Wandering Star first. Sorry, it is not convenient for me to talk about the specific details of this. If then If it really causes trouble, you will know even if you don’t want to know.”
Luo Binhan stared at the other party with some doubts, wondering whether he should believe what he said. Deep down he also asked himself: Is this something he should get involved in? Momolo hopes that Jing Huang will go back, Upsilon hopes that Jing Huang will go back, and Fake probably does the same. It seems that everyone wants Jing Huang to go back, except Jing Huang himself. Does that mean it's necessary? How should he, a rare potted plant specimen from a remote area, evaluate an alien god and his old father, a space engineer, with the knowledge and experience of a primitive creature? This answer will never appear in any corner of the Internet in his hometown. He might have to go to StarNet to ask questions before he can hope to get answers.
He hesitated, and then heard Upsilon say: "By the way, Mr. Luo, I heard that your hometown is also in Wuyuan Territory, right?"
"ah?"
"Although Mr. Luo seems to be quite happy now... Have you ever considered going home? I heard from Momolo before that your hometown was once marked as a risk area for the ten thousand insect phenomenon, but people from all over the world have been there. , the risk must have been eliminated. There should be no need for isolation, right? Oh, by the way, speaking of this, according to the usual procedures, we have a questionnaire when we meet the surviving witnesses of the Ten Thousand Insect Phenomenon. It just so happens that you are also now It’s okay, just fill it in with Momolo by the way.”
Luo Binhan sat there dizzy. He was still recalling Upsilon's words of "go home" in his mind, and the robot next to him had already delivered him a thick stack of paper. Luo Binhan glanced over it hastily and found that it was full of questions that puzzled him: What was the relative position of the center of the insect phenomenon when you discovered it? Have you exchanged information with the organization it formed? Have any of the following words been mentioned to you?
He scanned the entire questionnaire, but what he thought of was the psychological test he filled out before entering high school. He never understood the purpose of that questionnaire. He just felt that it was extremely long, but at least it was easier to understand than the questions in the entrance examination. That was a completely wrong decision, wasn't it? He and Zhou Yu were actually placed in the same key class in the same private high school just because his father was a friend of the director. But that was meaningless, painful and meaningless. After all, elite schools with closed management did not make people reborn. He still climbed over the wall every day to buy cold drinks. There is more than one piece of bad news: Zhou Yu is the one responsible for looking out for him.
There was a lot of noise in Luo Binhan's head. He turned another page in confusion and found that there were illustrations on the questionnaire. There are sixteen illustrations in total, and at the top it says: Please check what you witnessed during the Tench phenomenon.
He glanced at the sixteen illustrations. The objects in the first three pictures were completely unrecognizable to him. They looked like some kind of beautiful and weird carapace, or a machine covered in tiny flakes. The fourth picture looked very familiar to him: a crystal clear stone like emerald, carved into a lifelike shape of a ground louse. He couldn't help but hum, and poked at the picture with his fingers.
"Mr. Luo, what are you doing?"
"Don't worry about it." Luo Binhan said, "If it weren't for this broken stone, how could I have been kidnapped by Brother Chong? If I hadn't been kidnapped by Brother Chong, how could I have met that kid? I've fallen into this situation, don't I need this stone? Condemned?"
He picked up the pen angrily and put a tick under the picture. Then he looked at the fifth picture. A square box like a jewelry box, with odds and ends inside: bracelets twisted and twisted like worms, beetle rings embellished with gems, earrings or nose studs shaped like flies... all are insect-shaped decorations. It seems ordinary and unremarkable, but after looking at it for a long time, it becomes nameless and boring. Luo Binhan put his pen tip on them, one by one, until he drew a silver dragonfly brooch. Suddenly he froze, staring motionless at the silvery thing.
"No," he said.
"Mr. Luo?"
Luo Binhan stood up from his seat, grabbed the questionnaire and walked out. As he turned the corner, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw his own shadow on the wall.
The world of shadows. The witch who travels between worlds. Her hidden blessings, her vicious curses, her unfinished words were finally revealed before his eyes. Brooches, brooches—silver dragonfly brooches—silver brooches shining in the dusk by the lake!
Shadow's left hand spasmed silently.
