Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 102 Clues
He found nothing on the platform, and then he walked to the tracks and jumped into them.

The doorman at the tunnel entrance Yong looked him over lazily and warned that he had ventured into the intersection on his own and that no one would be held accountable.

If something unexpected happens, no one will be sent to rescue.

This time Su Mengfan didn't go into the same tunnel as the day before, but into the second one, the parallel one.

According to the watchtower commander, the intersection is blocked.

Guard posts are located at the blockade:
An iron drum served as a stove, surrounded by a pile of bags, and beside it was a wheelbarrow holding drums of coal.

The gazers sitting on the bags seemed to be discussing something in a low voice. As soon as Su Mengfan approached, they jumped off their seats and stared at him closely.

Then one of them said, "Well, the others calm down and sit down as before. He is not an enemy, but my guest."

Su Mengfan took a closer look and recognized Anton as the commander. He mumbled something hastily and awkwardly, then turned around and walked back.

His face was illuminated, and he could not meet the eyes of the man who had lost his son because of him.

Su Mengfan walked heavily and slowly with his head down, and repeated a sentence: "It's not my fault, I couldn't... what can I do?" The beam of his flashlight danced in front of him.

Suddenly he noticed a small thing lying desolately in the shadow of the two sleepers.

He felt familiar even from a distance, his heart beat faster, and he bent over.

Su Mengfan picked up the small box from the ground, shook the handle, the box gave out a crisp, sad melody, it was Oleg's music box.

The music box appearing here may be because he accidentally lost it or threw it here on purpose. After all, Oleg is the smartest child Su Mengfan has ever seen in the subway station.

Much better than the previous Mikhail Porfiryevich's grandson Daniel.

Su Mengfan threw away his backpack and began to study the tunnel walls with extra effort.

There was a door leading to office facilities not far away, but Su Mengfan found that behind it was just an abandoned public toilet.

After more than 20 minutes, nothing came out.

Su Mengfan went back to his backpack, squatted on the ground against the wall, stared up at the ceiling, already exhausted.

A second later, he stood up again, and the beam of the flashlight, flickering, illuminated a black gap.

It is barely visible in the dark concrete ceiling.

There was an uncovered trap door directly above Oleg's music box that Su Mengfan picked up, but there was no way to reach the trap door.

The ceiling is more than 3 meters high.

A solution suddenly flashed into his mind. He grabbed the box he found, threw the backpack on the track, and Su Mengfan ran back to the lookout.

He knew where Oleg had been caught.

He was no longer afraid to look into Anton's eyes.

As he approached the sentry post, he slowed his pace so the lookouts would not be startled.

Su Mengfan approached Anton and told him in a low voice what he had discovered.

After 2 minutes they left the sentry post, and to the confusion of the others, they exchanged handles pushing the trolley.

They parked their carts right under the trapdoor, where the carts were just the right height.

Su Mengfan stepped on Anton's shoulders so that he could reach and open the lid. After he got in, he also pulled his partner in.

Although the narrow corridors went in two directions, Anton walked decisively in the direction of Victory Park.

"How do we get out of here?" he asked after standing up.

"We will find a way." Anton waved his hand and ignored the question.

"Are you sure they think you're not dead?" Su Mengfan shrugged noncommittally.

Even though the back of his head was hurting, he could still remember someone attacking him at the Kiev station last night, and now he was still conscious, and he felt a little weird.

When I was about to faint, I heard that person talking to himself.

It seems to be attacking the webmaster, or the webmaster's guest.

guest?Could this be talking about me?
Su Mengfan reacted.

I don’t know what those people are trying to do, but they have to give me a shot at night.

Isn't this a proper way to bully honest people?

"We're going to Victory Park," Anton said decisively. "If there's a problem, that's where the threat comes from. You were with us at the station, and you should feel it."

"But why didn't you tell us what happened yesterday?" said Su Mengfan, who caught up with Anton and walked forward with him.

"The boss doesn't allow it," he replied sullenly. "Seminovich is afraid of causing panic. He said not to spread rumors. He is worried about his position. But everyone has his limitations. I told you a long time ago. He can't contain fire in paper...

In the past two months, three children have disappeared, four families have fled the station, and needles in the necks of our guards.No, he said there would be chaos and we would be out of control, he was a coward. "Anton suddenly said angrily.

"But, who put that needle..."

Su Mengfan stopped halfway through his words, and Anton also completely stopped in place.

"What's the matter? Did you see it?" The surveillance post stepped back and said.

Su Mengfan did not answer.

He stopped, staring at the floor, sweeping the beam of his flashlight across the floor, hoping to see what the watch post saw.

There is a huge outline dragging rough white traces on the floor. The twisted outline is forty centimeters wide and two meters long, and it looks like a huge reptile.

"A snake." Su Mengfan said.

"Maybe they're being painted outside?" Anton joked.

"No, they're not just spraying stuff, it's its head... it's looking in that direction, it's crawling towards Victory Park..."

"So, let's follow it..."

After another few hundred meters, they found three shell casings in the middle of the road and started moving again.

"Good boy!" Anton said triumphantly.

"You didn't know that he would want to leave traces!" Su Mengfan nodded.

Unidentified objects could approach him silently, and he became more and more convinced that the boy was still alive.

But did Oleg follow his captors voluntarily?

So why leave these traces?

Su Mengfan was silent for a few minutes, and Anton was silent as well.

The hideous darkness spread over the joy and hope he had just gained, and he became a little frightened again.

Hoping to make amends to the child's father, he had forgotten the warnings and horror stories he repeated in whispers, and Olmedo's orders not to leave the Kiev station.

Anton went to look for his son, so why did Su Mengfan go to the inauspicious Victory Park?

Why did he neglect himself and his primary mission?

After a while, he thought of the strange people in Polyyanka and the fate he talked about, and he felt relieved.

But the relaxed feeling lasted only about ten minutes, and saw another snake-like symbol.

(End of this chapter)