Then go join the vigil. Seeing what the old hunter said, Wu Ming suddenly suggested: Now the main conflict is focused on the flute player. If the flute player is just a serial murderer, as long as he dares to commit crimes again, we can People from harm. If he has other extraordinary backgrounds or is simply a witch, he can take advantage of the vigil to find out more. If he is lucky, he can also connect with other extraordinary forces.
Alex, who was originally frowning, also showed a smile: I have the same plan, but if you stay vigil, Otto will
As he spoke, the old hunter looked at Otto sitting on the table with a little worry. The latter's face was still a little pale, but he waved his hand and said: It's okay, he was just intimidated by that priest Clement, and he didn't actually cause anything. As long as I can get a good rest in the afternoon, I should be able to attend the vigil in the evening.
At this time, Siegfried, who had been leaning against the door with his arms folded, slowly said: Why is it so troublesome to solve a problem that can be solved with just one breath of dragon breath?
Wu Ming's brows jumped wildly when he heard this, and he quickly stopped him and said: "Brother Fei, restrain yourself. If you really spray out the dragon's breath at full power, I'm afraid there will be nothing left in this town except us."
It’s not like I want to raze this town to the ground. Siegfried shook his head speechlessly and raised his finger to point to Queen Crimson who was lying on the bed: Can’t Crimson see the future? Let her first observe who the locked witch is in the future, and then tell us. If I kill the witch with a breath of dragon breath, won't this incident be solved?
As soon as the dragon girl said this, everyone in the room focused their attention on the Crimson Queen, which frightened the little girl living on the computer screen, and her figure disappeared from the screen and hid.
Wu Ming saw that she was so frightened that she hid, and quickly winked to a few people to tell them not to scare Queen Crimson, and then asked: Crimson, does the method Siegfried just said work?
If possible, Scarlet would also like to solve the problem in this easy way, but predicting the future is not that simple. If there is insufficient information, the future that Scarlet can see is also very limited. The timid voice of Queen Scarlet came from the laptop. , after hiding for several seconds, she grabbed the bottom frame of the computer screen and quietly poked out only half of her head. Moreover, there was a very serious problem in this town, and since entering the town, Crimson's prophetic ability has always been being disturbed
What is the problem specifically? Alex quickly asked, does the witch really exist here?
But Queen Crimson didn't answer, she just shook her head and looked like she was about to cry: Don't ask anything, Crimson can't say anything.
Otto bared his teeth after hearing this: So you know what the problem is? Did someone coerce you into not speaking out? Or
The Crimson Queen still shook her head, and the avatar displayed on the computer screen almost cried.
Wu Ming reacted immediately, narrowed his eyes and asked: Could it be said that just asking questions will bring danger?
The Crimson Queen on the screen immediately nodded. At this time, everyone looked at me and I looked at you. The atmosphere suddenly fell into a strange silence. Wu Ming also vaguely understood why the always lively Crimson Queen was so silent this time. .
I'm sorry that Crimson can't be of any help. After a moment, Queen Crimson on the screen lowered her head like a child who made a mistake.
Don't blame yourself so much. This is not your problem. Wu Ming softly comforted the disappointed Scarlet, then turned to look at Alex who was thoughtful: In fact, it is not without gain, at least Scarlet allowed us to confirm this town. There is a problem, and the problem is so serious that we may not even be able to solve it smoothly. You think so too, right? Alex?
Hearing what he said, Alex nodded in agreement and sighed: It seems that the problem is indeed serious. Let's at least act in pairs. Don't be alone even when taking a break. If something really happens There is also a care for each other
On the other hand, Wu Ming was not very relaxed. After all, Scarlet Hong should know the details of her side better than the old hunter. If she can't reveal the slightest bit, it only means that the problem here may be more difficult than imagined. Of course, this did not put too much pressure on him. After all, he had already dealt with a similar crisis once, and the last time Yandu was unusual
Changguang alone can drag Naiya back with the support of the office. This time, the office has already discovered the problem of witches here, so it is impossible for them to be unprepared at all.
After another brief conversation and information exchange in the guest room, Alex took Otto back to the room to rest. He stayed at the hotel while Wu Ming also released many stealth spy planes and spent the entire afternoon controlling them. These small things have established observation points in and around the town, and have included the surrounding forests, farmland, fish ponds and mountains, including the town, within the scope of monitoring.
In the evening, the setting sun gradually sank into the mountains, leaving only a bloody sunset in the sky. Everyone who had recharged and prepared left the room one after another and came to the tavern on the first floor to dine, planning to go there after dinner. Roger attends the vigil.
Perhaps it is because of the rampant flute players in recent times that the townspeople are afraid to go out at night. The business of the landlady has also been hit hard. It is obvious that the townspeople should put down their work and fatigue for the day and come here in the evening. It was time to drink and have fun to relieve the depression, but except for Wu Ming and a few people, there was no one else in the tavern on the first floor.
However, Wu Ming felt that this was good, and he was happy to have some leisure time, lest the townspeople start conflicts when they saw them, the unpopular outsiders, and he would have to use cognitive modification to calm down their emotions.
Speaking of which, what time is their vigil? Wu Ming took a bite of the fried golden and crispy fish pieces, and his mouth was filled with oil. Where are you going to meet?
Although the dinner was not sumptuous, only fish and chips, served with not-so-palatable black bread and some thick soup, the boss lady’s cooking skills were obviously very good. The combination of sauces is also good, and the flavor of the soup is also fresh and rich. Even simple side dishes are appetizing.
The old hunter tore off a piece of black bread and dipped it in the soup in the bowl and ate it: Rogge said that it would be fine to meet at the bell tower in the town. His home is there, but he did not say the specific time. We will go there after eating. There, lest you miss it
Are you really going to attend the vigil in the town? When the proprietress wearing thick gloves and carrying a plate of food heard their conversation, she came up to her with a curious look on her face and said: You are obviously foreigners but you still like to meddle in other people's business.
We also want to improve the townspeople’s impression of us. Through the previous chat, Wu Ming had roughly figured out the boss’s views on the witch issue, so he smiled and joked, and we outsiders naturally don’t believe in feudal things like witches. of
That's good, I also hope to catch the flute player as soon as possible, otherwise the townspeople will stop coming to my tavern to drink, and the business will not be able to continue. Hearing this, the proprietress smiled and put the baking sheet in her hand on the table. , come, consider this dish a gift from me. I hope you can solve the problem of the piper and restore peace to the town as soon as possible.
Thank you, we will try our best
As he spoke, Wu Ming turned his attention to the newly added dishes on the table, and then others were stunned. He saw a sticky, mud-like slurry entangled in the iron plate. The blazing high temperature caused the mud to continue to swell. The bubbles then exploded, making an indescribable gurgling sound. Many twisted and filthy tentacles emerged from the mud, swaying slowly in the rising steam, as if they were dancing a creepy song. The profane dance, as if the alluring scent of honey was constantly corroding Wu Ming's mind, seemed to want to drag him into the abyss of eternal destruction.
What is this? Wu Ming turned his head stiffly and looked at the smiling proprietress. The expression on the latter's face was not abnormal at all, and he replied with a smile: Huh? This is a pie I made with squid tentacles on a whim today. Come on, try it.
Wu Ming looked at the squid tentacles that were dancing under the steaming heat, and then at the proprietress who was smiling and didn't notice anything was wrong at all. He asked tentatively: Madam proprietress, do you think this pie looks a little bit... Junqu Pavilion
It looks very tasty? The landlady tilted her head in confusion.
Wu Ming said expressionlessly: No, it looks scary.
Don't say that. Although it doesn't look very good, the boss lady who is actually very delicious was not at all affected by Wu Ming's spicy and direct comments. Instead, she took the initiative to cut off a piece of the pie with the tentacles still shaking and stuffed it into it. Wu Ming's hands, try it, it's really delicious
At this time, the dragon girl sitting next to her had an expressionless face and was wearing a mask. She had already eaten a piece of this weird squid-bearing pie. She nodded calmly and commented: Yes, it’s delicious.
Wu Ming glanced at Siegfried with a complicated expression. This girl was a ruthless person in the tree of life world who could eat mimic creatures like squid tentacles. I'm afraid
Faced with the increasingly eager gaze of the landlady, Wu Ming pondered for a long time, and finally decided to pass the blame to Otto, who was slowly chewing French fries: Otto! The decision is yours! Come on, give me this piece of looking up at the stars to eat!
ah? Wuwuwuwu Otto, who was suddenly called, raised his head and responded. Then he was stuffed with dark food in his mouth. When he wanted to spit it out, Wu Ming pushed him back: Don't spit! This is the hard work of the boss lady! Swallow it gratefully!
Woohoo Alex Woooo! help me!
Otto, brother Wu Ming is right, don't waste food, just eat it. This pie is quite delicious.
After some fighting, Wu Ming still didn't eat the weird-looking squid tentacles and looked up at the stars. Finally, with the proprietress looking on with some resentment, they left the brightly lit tavern and walked in the town under the moonlight. On the trail, we soon arrived at the home of Mayor Rogge, next to the bell tower spire in the center of the town.
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