Kemen did not return to his temporary residence in a special place, but took a walk to reach his real home.
"I'm home." Kemeng said with emotion on his face. From a distance, he couldn't recognize his own home, but when he got closer, he recognized it and felt a sense of familiarity.
This is a four-story house. No one has lived in it in the past few years since I moved out. The building is empty and the walls and upper windows are covered with dust.
Ke Meng stood in front of the convenience store downstairs. The silver roll-up door was locked and there was a thick layer of dust on the uneven surface.
Gently rub it with your finger to remove three millimeters of black dust.
This convenience store was previously run by the Chen family and their daughter. Since their disappearance, the store has not been opened again.
Kemeng himself did not pack up the things in the convenience store. He only cooperated with the investigation bureau to open the door and let them go inside to take pictures and do some synesthesia. He did not take anything away.
Kemen touched his pocket. On the way back, he had already taken the keys out of his storage scarf and put them in his pocket. Now he reached out and took out a bunch of key rings with several keys on them.
Each key corresponds to a door. Kemeng followed the strong feeling and subconsciously touched the first key, which happened to be the key to the convenience store's roll-up door.
Looking at the key in his hand, scenes from the past flashed through Kemeng's eyes.
In the past scene, the family sent someone to install the silver roll-up door and provide it with a few keys. Whenever the merchants downstairs changed, the keys were given to them.
Click.
The key was inserted into the lock of the roll door, and the illusion of memories was instantly broken.
Ke Meng looked down, and another vague vision flashed before his eyes.
A beautiful hand held the key and inserted the key into the keyhole in the same position and at the same angle.
This is Mother Chen's hand, Kemeng thought.
The picture of the past ends, and another picture of the past emerges.
Another beautiful hand, but this one is younger and has more tender skin. It is also in the same position and the same angle, inserting the key into the keyhole.
No need for Kemeng's analysis to know that this was Chen Momo's hand.
After the scene ended, a new illusion appeared in front of my eyes.
Not only the scene of the Chen family's mother and daughter opening the door, but also Ke Meng's deceased relatives and the hands of merchants who had rented the downstairs as a store appeared one after another in front of Ke Meng's eyes.
Pictures like a revolving lantern appeared in front of Kemeng's eyes in an orderly manner.
If Luo Yuan were present, he would definitely call it an obsession.
Because this state is exactly what happens to people who are too spiritual. People with high spiritual knowledge perceive too much information, and they may receive a large amount of information every moment and every minute.
Once the rational valve of the brain cannot be controlled and receives too much information, it may be lost in chaos.
Every year, tens of thousands of people fall into chaos due to excessive gnosis!
All this is because of the psychic fruit tree sent by Kemeng, which allows the Investigation Bureau to quickly produce high-quality psychics.
People with high gnosis can easily fall into danger, but the talisman jade passed down by Kemeng can help people return to normal, which can be regarded as a countermeasure.
Ke Meng touched the key, but still didn't open the door, and continued to reminisce about the past.
After two and a half years of global travel and practice, Kemeng's spiritual awareness has risen to a level beyond the reach of ordinary people.
If Kemon’s spiritual perception 30 months ago was compared to the number 1, then Kemon’s spiritual perception now can be compared to 100!
A hundredfold growth has caused Kemeng's spiritual perception to change qualitatively. Recently, he can sense what has happened on this road after walking for a while.
In this rarely visited area, some murders that occurred decades ago can even be traced back.
Occasionally, murmurs in the void can be heard, but these sounds can no longer affect Kemeng, not even tickling.
Normal people go crazy and need talisman jade to heal their body and mind, but Kemeng doesn't need it. His resistance is as high as 78,000, and his rationality is stronger than two years ago.
"Hey! Who are you, breaking into doors and stealing things?"
From the house ten meters away on the right, a strong man two meters tall suddenly opened the door and walked out. He stared at Kemeng's face with a fierce expression.
"You are not from this building. This is not a house that anyone can touch. Come with me and go to the local investigation bureau to be investigated."
After the man finished speaking, he took out his walkie-talkie and reported: "East, east, there is a suspicious person appearing at XX location. He is suspected to be a disciple or a member of Shadow Stream. Please support him immediately!"
After finishing speaking, the strong man took out a pistol from his arms and warned Kemeng: "Squat down with your hands on your head. You have the right to explain everything in the bureau!"
The strong man's pistol was no ordinary machine. Ke Meng felt the aura of a special item from the phone itself. It should be a pistol with some kind of containment capability.
Listening to the other party's warning again, Kemeng understood that this was the spy arranged here by the Investigation Bureau.
Kemen reached out and touched the faceless mask on his face. With a slight movement of his mind, the mask melted into a physical mask like water patterns.
After taking off the mask, Kemeng returned to his original face, his eyes full of energy.
"It's me." Kemon put the Faceless Mask back into his storage scarf.
The Mask of the Faceless Man can modify a person's temperament, and even the body size can be slightly modified. The other party mistook Kemon for a heretic.
No, after seeing Ke Meng showing his face, the security personnel still did not believe that it was Ke Meng and retained the utmost suspicion.
"Team Ke has gone out to travel around the world. Please come up with evidence to prove yourself, otherwise I won't blame you for being polite." The strong man stopped moving, but the muscles in his hands were still tense.
Swish, swish, swish.
Security personnel from the Bureau of Investigation were peeking out of upstairs windows all along the street, looking at Kemon.
Considering the existence of face-changing props, cultists may also pretend to be Kemeng and come here to investigate Kemeng's past history. Naturally, security personnel cannot stop being suspicious just because Kemeng reveals his true face.
Ke Meng immediately patted his scarf and called out Tangyuan and Shirley.
The security personnel still maintained a alert posture. They did not have perfect identification methods, so they could only keep the situation here in a stalemate.
Ke Meng thought for a while, then directly logged into the official website of the Investigation Bureau with his mobile phone and entered his ID.
This official website is not a website that ordinary people can enter. It has the ability to automatically identify it. If you enter it by mistake, you will only see a blank website without text and images.
Ke Meng logged into the database, and security personnel randomly checked some information on level five items. Ke Meng answered fluently.
The security personnel relaxed their vigilance and immediately showed signs of ecstasy.
A minute later, Luo Yuan arrived at the scene in person, looked at Kemeng up and down, and after identifying Kemeng himself through spiritual perception, he smiled and complained: "You just call me, I will call them and it will be over. Why bother?" So troublesome."
