The sun is gradually setting in the west, and like any time before, it has entered the final stage unknowingly with the passage of time. Houses and trees also outline long and thin shadows under the gradually turning westward sunlight, giving the original The dead and quiet town adds a different kind of beauty. Mixed with the cold breeze and the flying leaves, it seems to be brewing something and seems to imply something.
Time, 17:05, Crosso Town.
In the living room, as the light outside the window quietly weakened, and as the depressive atmosphere gradually became stronger, He Fei stared at the oil painting again next to the wall. He was standing in front of the oil painting that was taller than himself and stared carefully. Although the college student's body was motionless, , but his eyes moved frequently, concentrating on observing the content of the painting, not missing any details, his pupils scanning back and forth, his serious look was no less than that of an antique appraisal expert. If he was given a magnifying glass at this time, the young man would definitely not hesitate to Eyes on the past.
He stared at the face of the woman in the painting, observed the body chains, and scanned the background of the painting. He Fei had not left out any inspectable areas such as fine lines, borders, and even the painting paper. Yes, He Fei was looking for it. The text and the oil painting are connected together, so I try to find clues from the painting to find the place that represents both 'destination' and the way to survive.
As time passed by, the sun set further to the west, and He Fei's face became more and more ugly and bitter, and finally developed into despair!
because……
Nothing, nothing found!
After more than ten minutes of searching and observing, no results were found, especially after confirming that nothing could be seen. He Fei was confused, took his eyes away from the portrait, and then sat down on the ground.
He also murmured to himself: "How could this happen, how could this happen..."
He glanced at the sun in the west outside the window. At this moment, an uncontrollable and rich despair enveloped his body. He Fei's face was ashen. His futile search made him on the verge of losing control. If it weren't for the remaining trace of reason in his heart, he still warned him to stay calm as much as possible. , presumably by this time the young man had already held his head and yelled to vent, but...
It was precisely because of the last trace of reason that He Fei did not give up!
On the surface, the young man sitting paralyzed on the ground seems to be decadent and pessimistic, but in fact, what is hidden under the desperate and gray face is still the non-stop brain operation and absolutely rational analysis and thinking!
(No oil painting was found. If there is no problem with the oil painting itself, does that mean that the conjecture that the way out is related to the oil painting is wrong? It is also wrong. After all, this view is the result of combining all clues, unless the information on the wall is false or deliberately misleading. , otherwise this is the most logical analysis result. Then, will the message be fake?)
Shaking his head, He Fei denied the possibility of misleading, and still did not talk about who left the information on the wall. From a practical perspective, it was obvious that the so-called false misleading was not necessary. After all, even without this information, He Fei would have been In a desperate situation where there is no life or death, you are going to die anyway, so what is the point of giving another piece of misleading and false information?
Excluding the possibility that the information was false, another thought soon emerged in the young man's mind.
That is...
(Since the information on the wall is true, the information was deliberately hidden behind the painting, and my personal guess is flawless, then what should be the explanation for the inability to find anything from the painting? Could it be that... the search direction is wrong!)
(Um!?)
Thinking of this, for some reason, next to the oil painting, it was like a bolt of lightning flashed across his mind and a sudden electric current passed through his body. He Fei, who had lowered his head in thought just now, suddenly changed. His expression was solemn, his brows were slightly raised, and he leaned on his He stood up and started to hang the oil painting back on the wall.
After completing the above seemingly meaningless and even unnecessary work, He Fei took a few steps back to a position about three or four meters away from the oil painting. Then, he opened his eyes wide and observed the oil painting again, silently paying attention to the content in the painting.
No one knew what happened to the young man. The only thing they knew or could find was that this time, as they looked again, He Fei, who had a serious look on his face, suddenly changed his face after a moment! The eyes that were already wide open were further opened to the limit, and even the pupils were rapidly switching between contraction and enlargement!
(Is it possible... No, it's impossible, this... is this really possible? Impossible, absolutely impossible. It seems that I guessed wrong.)
"Ugh!"
It is often said that accidents often come unexpectedly. Just when the college students were staring at the oil paintings in horror and hesitating with thoughts, suddenly, a sharp howl filled with fear came into their ears, frightening He Fei who was already accustomed to the silent atmosphere. De's body trembled and he instinctively turned around. Before he could react, a clearer sound of a woman crying could be heard immediately after.
"Help! Who can save me? Woohoo, wooooo!"
The cry clearly echoed in the living room through the doors and windows, echoing in the ears. It sounded obviously not far away from here, and it was somewhat familiar, as if it had been heard somewhere.
(Huh? This is...she is actually still alive!?)
Yes, if He Fei was panicked and confused when he first arrived in the town because his world view had been subverted, then after experiencing many narrow escapes from death, He Fei's current courage can't be said to have surged, but his level of calmness is quite high. He was indeed much stronger than before. He regained consciousness for a moment. After hearing the identity of the owner of the voice and confirming that the other party was probably nearby, he looked at the time on his phone. He Fei moved and ran out of the living room without saying a word. The door immediately burst into the street.
Ta-ta-ta-ta!
The reason why He Fei dared to run around without any worries was also very simple. The reason was that he already knew that he would not be in danger at this moment, at least there would be no danger of death. Although there was obviously a terrifying female locust hidden in the town, However, the female locust cannot kill people during the day, and cannot kill humans in sunny places. It is still afternoon, and there is still an hour before the sun sets, which means that as long as night does not really fall, the female locust will never be able to attack itself.
Getting back to the subject, He Fei's actions were not unpleasant. As he pushed open the door and ran into the street, after taking a quick look, the college student immediately found the source of the sound.
"woo woo woo woo!"
In the field of vision, about a hundred meters away on the right side of the street, a European and American woman wearing blue casual clothes was crying and running. The woman was frightened and tired. As she cried, her staggering body ran forcefully. She was currently running along the road. He ran straight forward on the street, towards his location.
That's it, Martha!
It was Smith's wife Martha, the woman who disappeared with Smith last night!
The weird thing is……
The woman obviously looked like she was running away, and she looked back from time to time while running. Every time she looked back, the woman would look frightened, as if something was chasing her behind her, but if she took a closer look, she would find that there was nothing behind her, at least in her own eyes. There was nothing, the empty streets were filled with fallen leaves, not even a mouse, and the woman actually ran away crying without being chased! ?
