The strange phone booth, like a cicada wing, the thin light mask of soap bubbles, and the eyeball in the light mask, slightly cooled down the ecstatic state of Scorpion and others.
The phone booth is an old-fashioned European phone booth, painted bright red.
Wang Dengming opened the ajar doorframe and was startled.
A man was sitting on a square wooden stool, with his hands flat on his thighs, sitting upright.
His face was covered with green paint, he was wearing a black robe, and his hair was long. At first, Wang Dengming thought the high priest was sitting inside.
His eyes were open, but lifeless.
Wang Dengming waved his hand in front of his eyes. The person sitting there had no reaction. Wang Dengming pushed him gently with his hand. The man fell to one side and hit the wall of the phone booth with a heavy impact. .
The man seemed to be petrified.
Wang Dengming touched it, and sure enough, his body was hard and cold, like stone.
But why is his robe not torn, his shoes still intact, his long hair still looking shiny and moist, and the entire phone booth also looks clean.
A telephone hung on one wall of the phone booth.
The telephone was heavy and old. Wang Dengming picked up the receiver, put it to his ear, listened, and then hung up.
This telephone booth with no glass and only one window does not have any external line access. What role can a telephone without a telephone line play?
Is this a wireless phone?
Unlikely.
How long had this petrified man sat in the phone booth? What was he doing in the phone booth, waiting for a call?
The detective and others unanimously determined that the man was waiting for a call.
So, whose call is he waiting for?
Master Qin suddenly said to Wang Dengming: "When I was taking the picture of the pupil, I remembered that the last fixed picture in the pupil of the unlucky guy who was scared to death looked very much like this person."
Wang Dengming hummed and asked the detective, "What do you think of this matter?"
"It's unimaginable, it's just unimaginable, it's so horrifying, I can't imagine a person waiting for a call in a phone booth without a phone line, especially in a hellish place like this."
Scorpion walked into the small phone booth, picked up the receiver, listened, and said, "This is just a decoration, isn't it?"
Master Qin: "This may be a trap, as long as someone walks into the phone booth."
When Xie Zi heard what Master Qin said, he quickly withdrew.
"You should have said it sooner, freak!"
"You should have asked before going in."
Tu Gebu was a little worried and asked Master Qin: "The boss was the first to go in."
Master Qin replied calmly: "No problem. Sheriff Wang is cursed anyway. It doesn't matter if he dies early or later."
Wang Dengming shook his fist in front of Master Qin's nose.
Suddenly, the phone in the phone booth rang. The ringing was of no consequence, but it only frightened Archiro and kept saying, "It's haunted!"
Everyone was shocked.
The phone kept ringing, and no one dared to answer it. They all looked at Wang Dengming.
Wang Dengming gritted his teeth, walked into the phone booth again, and picked up the phone.
But there was no sound in the receiver. He screamed for a while, but there was still no movement. He hung up the phone and left the phone booth.
Butcher Gordon Bu: "Did the owner of the treasure warn us not to act rashly?"
"Who knows, there's no one on the phone."
Scorpion: "I think you shouldn't answer this call. It might be a trap."
Wang Dengming snorted: "You're just fucking saying it now! Master, what do you think? Is it a trap?"
Master Qin did not respond and raised his head.
Everyone looked up and found a hole at the top of the space. The moon happened to appear in this hole at some unknown time.
This scene is similar to the moon that Wang Dengming saw through the hole on the top of the temple.
"Master, what rhythm is this?"
"In the rhythm of disaster, we seem to have touched a mechanism that we shouldn't have touched."
"Is it a phone booth?"
"Chief, don't ask me, I really don't know. The situation here completely subverts my understanding of the agency."
"So, is that over there an agency?"
Wang Dengming pointed to the huge eye.
"Well, that one looks very similar to the one on your back."
The two of them said that and headed towards the light shield, with Xie Zi and others following behind.
Only when he got closer did Wang Dengming discover the magic within the light shield. Within the mask is a miniature ecosystem, including forests, lakes, mountain peaks, and grasslands. Everything is so lifelike and real. The giant eyeball is like the source of vitality in the facial expression system.
Someone touched the mask with his finger.
Master Qin shouted: "Don't move!"
Too late, the man's finger had already touched the light shield, and the man he touched exploded instantly, just like a gas man exploded. There was no flesh and blood, only rice grains, which dispersed along with a burst of dust mist.
The people surrounding the mask suddenly dispersed, except Wang Dengming.
Scorpion asked: "Who touched the halo just now."
Someone answered that it was Jamie, one of the men who slaughtered Gordon Bu.
Tu Tianbu was so angry that he screamed. He held an automatic rifle and fired wildly at the light mask. However, the photo mask seemed not to be affected at all and remained motionless, as if what Tu Tianbu's automatic rifle shot was not Bullets, but light.
Butcher Gordon Bu fired all the bullets in his gun and stood there in a daze, like a dumb bird.
But Wang Dengming was still standing next to the mask.
Detective: "Chief, you'd better stay away from it, it's dangerous!"
Wang Dengming was unmoved. He stretched out his hand and brought his fingers close to the light shield. This action frightened Master Qin and exclaimed: "Wang Dengming, you don't want to die!"
Butcher Gordon Bu threw away his automatic rifle and prepared to rescue people. He wanted to force the Sheriff back from the brink of death.
But he was a step too late. Wang Dengming's fingers had already touched the light mask.
The mask flashed sharply, and something like high-voltage current was running wildly on the mask. The giant eyeball inside the mask suddenly turned blood red, beating non-stop, and emitting thousands of strange rays of light.
The Sheriff is done!
No one thought that Wang Dengming could still be alive. Suddenly, everything disappeared, the mask was gone, the ecosystem was gone, and the eyeballs were gone. Everyone only heard a ticking sound, and something fell to the ground.
Wang Dengming took two steps forward, bent down and picked up the thing. It was a pendant, a small pendant that looked like a skull. In the center of the pendant, which was inside the skull, there was an eyeball.
Master Qin regained his composure: "Wang Dengming, what on earth are you doing?"
Wang Dengming's body trembled and he looked back.
"I, what am I doing?"
The Sheriff's eyes were a little confused, which meant that he didn't seem to know what he was doing just now.
Butcher Gordon Bu: "Boss, you took away that devil's eye!"
Wang Dengming took the jade pendant in his hand and looked at the original position of the light mask: "What did I just do? What did I just do? By the way, I touched the light mask."
Master Qin: "You just remembered it. The evil sect is here. Why aren't you dead?"
"I don't know. I just wanted to touch the cover and didn't think about anything else."
Master Qin thought for a while: "You are being controlled by something, Sheriff."
"Then what am I being manipulated by?"
