Odd Containment Specialist

At night, Xia Shou fell asleep with the video Su Weiyu shot him during the day.

When he threw the USB flash drive with the video in front of Little Red Riding Hood, the other person raised his head and looked at him in confusion. Even though Xia Shou couldn't see the other person's expression behind the plaster hood, he could still feel the emotion clearly. arrive.

"So fast?" Little Red Riding Hood couldn't believe it. She came to the box with the USB flash drive and decided to check it out.

While inserting the USB flash drive into the computer, he said: "Actually, there is someone faster than you, but he specializes in this. I really didn't expect you to be so fast. You are not from the Control Bureau, are you? On the surface If you act alone, there is actually a large group of people behind you to help you.”

He said in a joking tone, completely unaware that he had guessed correctly.

Then, the video started to play, and the first thing that appeared in the video was Xia Shou's back. Because it was recorded with an ordinary camera, the spirit Alice naturally did not appear in it.

Seeing this shot, Little Red Riding Hood suddenly took a breath and glanced at Xia Shou in disbelief.

"sharp."

This lens feel and this distance are completely unlike the finished product that can be obtained by following and taking candid photos.

The distance between the photographer and the person following the photo was no more than ten meters!

You know, another video he received before was shot with an ultra-high-magnification camera from a tall building thousands of meters away. Of the hours-long video content, 80% of the time could only be The upper body of the target was only visible 10% of the time. Because the target was being tracked and entered the interior of the building, the follower took the risk and followed it in, briefly taking a video of more than ten seconds.

Looking back at the video Faust sent him, he doubted whether it was a candid shot. The shooting angle and shooting distance were as if he had made an appointment with the other person to shoot a life vlog!

"Did you take this photo yourself?" Little Red Riding Hood asked in surprise.

"You don't need to know this. Maybe I took the photo, or maybe I asked a friend to take the photo." Xia Shou said coldly.

Little Red Riding Hood nodded and asked no more questions knowingly.

Little Red Riding Hood fast-forwarded the video and browsed around, confirming that this video was a super-high-quality follow-up video from beginning to end, which could definitely meet the employer's requirements.

No, it’s not just satisfying, the quality has definitely exceeded the employer’s expectations!

"The quality is very high. According to the agreement, one week's observation video can replace a page of epic fragments. But if they are all of this quality, I can help you negotiate the price." Little Red Riding Hood paused for a moment and then emphasized. , "If it's a battle scene, two pages can be changed in ten minutes."

Xia Shou nodded: "I will take care of it. Last time I asked you to tell Ximen Qing about Yuezhuo Village, did you say it?"

"As I said, usually at this time, he should be here. If you wait for a while, you might be able to run into him."

"As for the blood god's relics, please continue to pay attention to it. I will also continue to observe the trump card."

Xia Shou walked out of the box and immediately noticed Ximen Qing at the counter.

He approached the other party from behind and patted Ximen Qing on the shoulder.

Ximen Qing looked back and saw Xia Shou, and said excitedly: "Faust! You are finally here! God, you..."

Halfway through, Ximen Qing suddenly stopped talking, then lowered his voice, approached Xia Shou, and said at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "I understand what the midnight radio station is for."

"What do you think the midnight radio station is for?" Xia Shou asked calmly.

"This is the way to climb the seven-branched tree of history." Ximen Qing said very seriously.

Hearing this, Xia Shou couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He had guessed this a long time ago, but he still pretended to be ignorant and continued to ask in detail: "What should we do specifically?"

"I don't have enough information, and I can't be 100% sure, but I think Midnight Radio is also a very special category among many 'ladders'!" Ximen Qing said with great certainty.

"Ladder?" Xia Shou noticed the term he had never heard before. The ladder in the other person's mouth was obviously not the ladder that ordinary people understood.

Ximen Qing saw Xia Shou's doubts and patiently explained: "The ladder is a common name for the means of climbing the tree of history. There are many ways to travel through time. The agent has set up many ways for us to return to the past. A channel can be a door, a token, a ritual, or a strange phenomenon. These methods are collectively called ladders... and Midnight Radio is undoubtedly a very special one!"

Xia Shou sat up straight and asked softly: "What kind of special method?"

“Generally speaking, the length and orientation of the ladder are fixed, and one way of traversing can only return to a fixed historical node.

Um... let me think about it, let me give you an example... If you imagine the seven branches of the historical tree as a towering tree, the earlier the age, the higher the branches. A hundred years ago, the branches may only be ten Meters high, it might have been twenty meters two hundred years ago, and the tree crown was so far away that it was even before the birth of human beings, and there was no record of the ancient times.

There are ladders hanging on these branches, specially prepared for us by the agents of the gods.

The ladders on the branches near the ground have one end firmly fixed on the branches, and the other end is placed diagonally on the ground for people to climb. The length of the ladder here must be measured in time, and some ladders are as long as one A hundred years, then you can climb up a hundred years at most and go back to the past a hundred years ago at the earliest.

If the end of this ladder is hooked on the branch of 1950, then we can immediately climb the ladder and return to 1950.

But as time continues to pass, the seven branches of the historical tree will continue to grow and become taller, and the branches originally close to the ground will gradually become taller. By 2051, the original ladder with a length of one hundred years will no longer be able to reach the lower end. It touches the ground in 2051, because its upper end is nailed to 1950, but its length is only a hundred years!

If we want to take advantage of it, we have to go back at least a year ago and step on the ladder from a year ago.

Generally speaking, almost all ladders have a fixed upper end, which is the anchor nailed by the climber for the climber, but some situations are different, such as this midnight radio!

This is what I want to tell you now! "

Xia Shou's curiosity was completely aroused. This was the first time he heard this theory. He compared the seven-branch historical tree to a real big tree and the method of traversal to a ladder. This theory sounded very vivid and vivid. Easy to understand.

"It's interesting, keep talking." Xia Shou urged.

"Miss Sister, please come here!"

Ximen Qing shouted to a nun-like person behind the bar counter and asked him to make a martini for him.

Ximen Qing noticed Xia Shou's guarded eyes and explained, "That's the missionary who stayed in the club to help with odd jobs. It's fine."

Xia Shou nodded and motioned for the other party to continue speaking.

Ximen Qing organized his language and started to get to the point: "I'm sure the midnight radio station is different. The real manifestation of this ladder is a weird phenomenon. By listening to the weird midnight radio station, ghosts are called for rent, and then they are sent Go to Yuezhuo Village.

There's nothing unusual about this, and that's not what I'm talking about.

What I'm trying to say is...the rules by which this weird phenomenon works change only slightly in every era.

In our day and age, midnight radio can call ghosts for rent, which is what this ladder looks like today.

In the 18th century, this strange phenomenon might have been called the Midnight Opera, and the vehicle it summoned might have been a ghost steam train.

In earlier eras, it might have been horse-drawn carriages, and each era should have its own corresponding 'Midnight Radio'. Although the form is changing, the essence of telling and interpreting stories will not change... Do you listen? Got it? "

Ximen Qing drank all the wine in the cocktail glass. Several violent coughs came from behind the plaster hood. He coughed while narrating:

"Ahem...ahem! You now...you now use the midnight radio to take a ghost taxi. You can probably only reach the past of the 19th century, but at that point in time, you may be able to sit through watching abnormal dramas in the theater. Climb aboard the ghost steam train and travel back into the distant past.

Although the means of transportation will change in each era, the essential rules of this weird phenomenon have not changed at all!

In other words, they are ladders produced by the agent from the same factory! "

Ximen Qing grabbed Xia Shou's hand and shook it hard, his mouth almost touching Xia Shou's ear: "I'll be the first to tell you about this discovery. If you agree to a condition, I won't tell anyone else about it! "

"What conditions?"

"Help me save someone."

"who?"

"I'll tell you later... I believe you. There are some key preparations that I haven't made yet. I'll tell you when I'm ready. Just promise me. I don't ask you to do it absolutely, just try your best." Just do it." Ximen Qing carefully considered his words, as if he wanted to avoid appearing too tough.

But this made it obvious at a glance that he was nervous and extremely anxious.

In Xia Shou's opinion, Ximen Qing's tone when he just spoke was like a hanged man with his hands and feet tied behind his back. The rope around his neck was stretched to the limit, and the one-legged stool under his feet was shaky. He might be hanged at any time, but But he still said - "No need to rescue me."

This guy is either a super movie star, or he is a stupid person who is innocent and stupid without any real estate.

Based on what he did at the club last time, Xia Shou felt that the other party was the latter.

"If that's the case, then I can agree for the time being." Xia Shou made a promise.

Ximen Qing was stunned for a moment, and let out a short laugh from his throat, just like the unexpected joy of a candidate who found out that he had failed the college entrance examination when answering the questions, but after the results were announced, he found that he was about to pass the line. All wrapped up in his short laugh.

"I can definitely help you. I will keep the discovery of Midnight Radio a secret, but I also have to tell you in advance. I may not be the only one who knows this secret. Besides me, at least one other person also knows...and That person knew it before I did."

Xia Shou looked around cautiously. The members of the club were divided into small groups of twos and threes, each keeping a considerable distance from each other. No one looked in their direction.

"Who else knows?" Xia Shou asked.

"Sparrow." Ximen Qing pondered for a moment and suddenly asked, "Have you ever heard of a ship? The Flying Dutchman."