I studied beheading in a mental institution

Shen Longguan.

As the battlefield was cleaned up, many night watchmen returned to Shenlong Pass. The sea water in the distance had wiped away the scars left by the battle, and the scorched mottled holes in the sky were also healing little by little.

As soon as Wu Quan walked back to Shenlong Pass, a figure in a dark red cloak came towards him, hesitant to speak.

"what happened?"

"It's the group of reporters who were sent to Shenlongguan... They want to interview Commander Lin."

Hearing this answer, Wu Quan frowned slightly, and looked not far away,

A few drenched figures were carrying the equipment, and they stood aside cautiously and expectantly, looking eagerly at Shenlongguan, as if they were looking for something.

"I'll go and have a look." Wu Quan walked straight towards them.

"It's a night watchman who manipulates the sky!" A member of the exploration team saw Wu Quan approaching, his eyes lit up, and the rest of the team immediately surrounded him.

"Hello...what should I call you?"

"My surname is Wu."

"Mr. Wu, it's like this. We just recorded the whole process of the war on it. I wonder if we can have a chance to meet with Commander Lin and do a simple interview?" Reporter Liao said sincerely,

"It won't take up much of Commander Lin's time, at most 5 minutes... no, 3 minutes! Now the whole of Daxia is looking forward to seeing Commander Lin in person. Please inform me, please!"

"I'm really sorry." Wu Quan said calmly, "Commander Lin's affairs are really busy. As soon as the battle here is over, he has already gone to the headquarters to deal with other things... Now, it is estimated that he has already arrived in Shangjing, so there is really no way. Accept your interview."

"Ah? So fast??" Reporter Liao was taken aback.

"Speaking of which, after letting the night watchmen clean up the battlefield, I really haven't seen Commander Lin appear again..."

"Just finished such a fierce battle, did you go to work again?"

"Isn't this too busy?"

The members of the exploration team looked at each other helplessly. Although reporter Liao was disappointed, he could only speak:

"Okay...thanks for letting me know."

Not only the members of the exploration team were disappointed, but also the audience in the live broadcast room. The previous earth-shattering battle made everyone curious about this mysterious Commander Lin, and the exploration team who was also at Shenlong Pass undoubtedly It is the existence closest to Commander Lin.

Seeing that Commander Lin couldn't be seen, everyone in front of the screen felt a little lost. The next live broadcast showed the exploration team walking casually in Shenlong Pass. There was nothing else but a dazzling array of weapons and hard barriers. Some people lost their sight immediately. interest.

Zhao Zhengbin checked the Internet, and there were replays and comments of the live broadcast everywhere. He had just watched the live broadcast, so he was not interested in these.

After counting the time, the distribution of meals had already started. He rubbed his hungry stomach, got up and walked to the dormitory.

"Mom, I'm back."

Zhao Zhengbin walked into the room and found that his mother was sitting at the small table, holding something that looked like a leaflet in his hand, dazed in a daze.

"Why have you been shopping for so long?" Mother pointed to the two lunch boxes wrapped in thermal insulation bags on the table. .”

"it is good."

Zhao Zhengbin sat down at the table and opened two lunch boxes, two vegetarian ones and one soup, and two bowls full of rice. The other lunch box contained apples, grapes, bananas and other fruits, as well as two Box of fresh milk.

Zhao Zhengbin raised his brows slightly, the treatment of this meal is no worse than that at home...

"Mom, it was so lively just now, didn't you go out to see it?"

"There were too many people outside, so I didn't squeeze in... But I heard what they were shouting outside, what commander? Is there another war?"

"We fought, we won."

Zhao Zhengbin guessed that with his mother's personality, she may not pay attention to these live broadcasts, but anyway, this is a major event related to everyone's life. He still described the scene of the battle to his mother, but the mother seemed a little absent-minded.

"It's good if you win...it's good if you win."

"Mom, what are you looking at?" Zhao Zhengbin asked puzzled seeing his mother holding a piece of paper all the time.

"When the man delivered the meal just now, he sent a structural drawing of the shelter, marking a few accidental escape routes..."

"What's so good about this thing?"

After hesitating for a moment, the mother handed the paper to Zhao Zhengbin, "Xiaobin... Look, have you seen the structure of this shelter before?"

"what?"

Zhao Zhengbin was taken aback for a moment, then took the drawing and looked at it carefully.

This drawing is different from the map he saw in the corridor. The map in the corridor is mainly used to mark the serial number of the dormitory, and the route to the restaurant hall and other areas. The details are too many and complicated, and the map in his hand The first map has to be simplified a lot, all unnecessary labels have been deleted, and only a few fire escape routes have been drawn.

It is precisely because of this that this picture looks very simple and clear, and the outline of the entire refuge is outlined.

It was only then that Zhao Zhengbin discovered that the plane layout of this refuge was not a neat rectangle or circle, but a honeycomb layout like a vortex. Each path was curved in a specific arc. From a distance, it looked like a certain A mysterious symbol of central symmetry.

"Hiss..." Zhao Zhengbin put the blueprint in the distance, only staring at the outline of the layout, vaguely familiar...

"Strange...it seems a little familiar...where did you see it?" Zhao Zhengbin asked in confusion.

"The Spring Festival couplets on the door of our hometown."

Hearing his mother's reminder, Zhao Zhengbin seemed to have remembered something, and slowly opened his mouth...

"The year your father passed away, didn't a few comrades come to condolences? It seemed that it was just a few days before the Spring Festival. They brought some New Year's goods and a pair of Spring Festival couplets. During the Chinese New Year, a new pair of Spring Festival couplets will be sent over.”

Mother pointed to the outline of the shelter on the picture, "There is this pattern on the Spring Festival couplets every year."

Zhao Zhengbin was stunned for a long time, only feeling that his mind was a little messy...

"The structure of the shelter...is the same as the Spring Festival couplets in my hometown?" Zhao Zhengbin scratched his head, "It is indeed exactly the same, but how could it be?"

The pattern on the Spring Festival couplets in my hometown should have happened almost ten years ago. Why did it collide with this shelter now?Moreover, the pattern is so complicated and strange, and it doesn't look like any popular symbols. Could it be such a coincidence?

Mother sighed, and put down the drawing, "It's okay, let's eat first... It should be just a coincidence, what does the thing designed by the night watchman have to do with our house..."

Zhao Zhengbin always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't come up with it. After thinking hard for a long time, he still had no answer, so he could only start eating sullenly.