monster detection team

"...That's it, the smoke from his body came to me, and I lost consciousness after that."

In the conference room of the base, Yi Ange sat at the table, trying to remember.

"You mean, he gave you this thing?" Jing Rong frowned, "Have you seen his face?"

Yi Ange shook his head.In fact, he felt that he had seen it, but his memory seemed to have been blurred, and he couldn't remember the details at all.Even if he saw it at the time, he forgot it the next second.

He leaned on his chin in frustration and sighed, "Why me?"

If it was Jing Rong who entered the painting, they might already know the clue to find Fang Qixian by now.But it is him, a guy who has only been in contact with this world for half a year, and he can't even understand what the other party means, which is a waste of time.

Jing Rong rubbed his hair gently, "There is always a reason for the other party to choose you."

"I wish he could speak more clearly." Yi Ange said, pointing fingers, "The end of the road, the sky, and... this flute. Speaking of which, can this one be played?"

The piccolo given to him by the weirdo in the painting is now on the table.Although Yi Ange had already taken it, a test was still needed to prevent it from being tampered with.

An Liya came in carrying a large box, followed by Jie Feng.Hearing what he said, Xie Feng stretched out his hand to take it without thinking, and said, "You will know if you try it? It can't be just a decoration... Hey!"

He gasped, and withdrew his hand abruptly.The few people were taken aback, and An Liya went to break off his fingers, only to see a red mark on his fingertips, as if he had been scalded.

"What's going on?" Yi Ange was a little confused.He also reached for the flute, but this time nothing happened.

Xie Feng covered his hands so that his head was sweating from the pain, "This...you can only touch it?"

An Liya didn't believe in evil, so she wanted to try, but was forcibly held back by Jiefeng.Jing Rong waved his hand to tell them to stop making trouble. He stretched out his hand and covered it about five centimeters above the piccolo. After feeling it for a while, he said, "It's better not to touch other people."

"You can't either?" Yi Ange said in disbelief.

Jing Rong shook his head, "You'd better not touch it, I don't know what the purpose of this thing is, we'll talk about it when we figure it out."

That being said, Yi Ange had no idea how to figure out its function.In the end, he put on the gloves, while An Liya dictated to the supervisor, and checked the flute inside and out.

There was no toxic reaction, and Jiefeng's injury disappeared after applying ice cubes for a while, and everything was so normal that it was confusing.

An Liya packed her things and said, "Caesar is still in the laboratory, if you want to see it, you can go there anytime."

Yi Ange held back his stomach and wanted to ask questions, but he didn't know how much Caesar knew.He took Jing Rong to act as an interpreter, and the two came to An Liya's laboratory.

It has been here since Caesar recovered from his wounds.Living in a sterile room for a long time has made its body very fragile. It has been tossing for so long before, and it needs to be recuperated. Only recently has it returned to its lively appearance.An Liya specially cleaned up an empty room to make a nest for it. Yi Ange opened the door and went in, and saw green plants everywhere, the tall ones almost reaching the roof of the shed.Among them were several artificial bird's nests built on elevated roads. Yi Ange yelled and heard a response from one of the nests. After a while, a golden bird flew out and landed on a pothos in front of him. .

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Seeing Xiaoniao's light and beautiful figure, Yi Ange laughed unconsciously.He raised his finger and slid it from the top of Caesar's head to the heel. Caesar made two chirping calls, narrowing his eyes as if enjoying himself.

Jing Rong closed the door, Caesar glanced at him, then suddenly flew up and landed on the vegetation farther away.

Yi Ange suppressed a smile, "It doesn't seem to like you."

"It's okay." Jing Rong was very calm, "It's enough that it likes you."

Yi Ange waved to Caesar, "Come here, he's not a bad guy."

Caesar tilted his head and muttered for a while before flying back hesitantly, but he still stubbornly stayed a little further away from Jing Rong.Yi Ange gently stroked its back feathers with her fingers, feeling the soft touch completely different from the giant falcon, and couldn't help feeling warm in her heart.

"Let me ask you... do you know what the illusion you created is?"

As soon as the question was asked, Yi Ange felt silly.He couldn't even ask "where", but only "what".

He suddenly realized that what was in front of him was actually very ethereal, and among so many clues, he couldn't find a reasonable breakthrough.

Caesar looked at him with those beautiful little eyes and chirped twice.Jing Rong said, "That is the ability it was born with, and it has existed since the day the shell was broken. If you want to find out where that ability comes from, you should ask its elders."

"Okay." Yi Ange sighed and asked again, "Can you take me there again?"

This time Caesar's reaction was very violent. It jumped up, flew around in the air, and landed on the top of Yi Ange's head, beating his head continuously with its small beak.Yi Ange was in pain and hurriedly covered the top of his head.Caesar flew up again, this time falling back to where he had just been.

Jing Rong said from the side, "It seems the answer is 'no'."

"Why?" Yi Ange held his sore spot and asked in confusion, "It's just borrowing its ability."

Jing Rong looked at Caesar, who was still very excited, and stretched out his hand to it.Caesar was startled, and jumped back, but saw that Jing Rong didn't make any further moves, and after hesitating, he slowly came up and tentatively pecked his fingers with his beak.

Jing Rong looked at it quietly, his eyes as calm as water.After a while, Caesar lowered his head, put his little head under Jing Rong's fingers, and let him caress him.

Yi Ange was surprised and speechless, and saw Jing Rong caressing Caesar's feathers while saying, "It's also very scared."

Caesar was also a victim of the last incident, and it should be said that he was the most innocent one.

The memory of being forced by Feng Rui to repeatedly create illusions still remained in its little brain. Yi Ange, who realized this, couldn't say anything more, and could only touch it regretfully and distressedly, and said, "Then, wait Talk when you're ready."

Caesar gave a grateful cry, spread his wings and flew back to the dense vegetation.

"It seems that we have to find another way." Yi Ange said to Jing Rong, "I was wondering... Does that painting mean that Fang Qixian's hiding place is not real? For 30 years, he has enough time and Create a safe illusion for yourself, and Caesar's ability may just be a by-product."

Will that bamboo flute be the key to find the entrance to the illusion?Yi Ange put a question mark in his heart.

It is impossible to solve the problem with just blowing it up, Yi Ange smiled self-deprecatingly, he would have asked the weird man a few more questions in the painting, but unfortunately he hadn't reacted at that time and missed the opportunity in vain.

He set a time limit for himself in his heart, three days, just three days, if he still can't solve this puzzle, even if Jing Rong stops him, he must try again in that painting.

In fact, no one urged him, the days are still relatively clean, and Fang Qixian seems to have evaporated from the world, everything has returned to calm, it seems that it can continue to develop like this, until everything is forgotten.But Yi Ange knew that some things were hard to get through, even if they really defeated Fang Qixian.Those memories are like thorns that will stick in their hearts forever.

So he wants to solve it quickly, the sooner the better, the shorter the time, the less damage he may suffer.If it can be less, it will be less. If it can be achieved, it will be a good thing after all.

Jing Rong told him not to worry, and everyone else at the base said it was okay, but the more this happened, the more upset Yi Ange felt.

"You're putting too much pressure on yourself," Tang Xiaoxue said, "This is not something you can solve alone, after all, you have to be with them. Besides, you are not the main target, that child is."

She habitually referred to Jing Rong as "that child", probably because she couldn't forget the four-year-old little Jing Rong she saw in the crack.This address made Yi Ange feel kind and a little funny, and his expression softened.

Seeing him smile, Tang Xiaoxue also gently bent her eyes, and said in an elder's tone, "Calm down, take it one step at a time."

What she said was reasonable, Yi Ange took a deep breath and warned himself not to be too anxious.

The past two days passed like this, and both the bamboo flute and Caesar were in peace.The painting was taken back and put away in a separate room, which was guarded by the way when someone was on duty, in case any further disturbances occurred.

But nothing happened.

The accident happened in the middle of the night of the second day, when Jingrong happened to be on duty that day, Yi Ange fell asleep alone, and woke up on time at 02:30 in the morning.

Looking at this time, Yi Ange felt uncomfortable all over.He got out of bed and wanted to go out to pour water, but halfway there he realized that this was the base dormitory, not Jing Rong's house, and the kitchen was at the other end of the corridor.You need to go through a long corridor to walk there. Even if you turn on the lights, there are always places where the light is not clear.

Laughing in his heart at his wild thoughts, he turned on the light and went out the door.

The corridor was so quiet that even footsteps echoed.Yi Ange felt awkward after taking two steps, so she stopped to gather her composure, and continued to walk forward.

As he walked, he suddenly felt that the sound of his footsteps had changed, as if there was a strange sense of rhythm.He stopped again, and found that the sound didn't stop, it was still ringing, as if a pair of feet followed his pace closely, and then his rhythm came here.

He looked up, down, left, and right, but saw no one.

Could it be invisible?In fact, Yi Ange was already mentally prepared to wake up at this time. Afraid of waking Tang Xiaoxue up, he lowered his voice and asked, "Who is it?"

The rhythm didn't stop, it still echoed in the corridor, it was very light, and it was almost hard to find anything wrong after getting used to it.

Soon, another tone gradually sounded in that voice, thin and long, it was the tune of the flute.

Yi Ange frowned, looking around nervously.It's finally here, he thought to himself, I've waited for dozens of hours for nothing.

But the sound of the flute just rang, causing no other changes.Yi Ange waited a little impatiently, seeing that there was nothing around her that needed attention, she turned her head and took a look.

At this moment, he saw black smoke billowing from a room at the end of the corridor.The black smoke was very thick, it didn't dissipate as usual when the wind blows, but gathered at the door of the room like a living thing, continuously coming in and out through the cracks in the door.

Yi Ange was stunned for a moment, he thought it was his own room, but when he looked again, he immediately panicked.His room is next door, which is clearly Tang Xiaoxue's room.

He was taken aback, and immediately knocked down the siren in the corridor. Suddenly, the harsh siren sounded, and Yi Ange didn't care about the sound of the flute, and rushed towards Tang Xiaoxue's room.

The smoke made him unable to get close, as long as he took a step forward, the smoke would directly fall into his eyes.He couldn't see, so he could only call Tang Xiaoxue's name loudly, but couldn't hear the response.

The hurricane roared outside the window, and Jing Rong rushed in from the side window. Seeing the scene, his gaze froze, and he pulled Yi Ange out with one hand, and waved his wings, creating a huge wind and waves, forcefully blowing away the smoke!

After waving its wings more than a dozen times, the smoke gradually faded away.Xie Feng also arrived, stirring up a bigger wind, and directly blowing away all the rest.

Yi Ange rushed into the room, but there was no sign of Tang Xiaoxue on the bed?

"Damn!"

He slammed his fist hard against the wall.I was in the corridor, so why did such a thing happen with such a distance of more than ten steps? !

Jing Rong stood behind him and patted him.

"There's something on the bed!" Xie Feng pointed out sharply.

Several people went to see and found a note on the white bed sheet.The note was blank with nothing on it.

The wind was so strong just now that even the bedside table lamp was blown down, but the note was not blown away, obviously Tang Xiaoxue didn't put it on by herself.

"blank……"

Yi Ange frowned deeply.What was the other party trying to do by taking Tang Xiaoxue away?Do you want to continue the unfinished experiment?

In the past 30 years, the content of the experiment should have changed, so this time...

Yi Ange and Jing Rong looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that they had to hurry up on what they said this time.

In the past, Tang Xiaoxue hadn't survived the experiment, and this time, it was probably more or less auspicious.

Thinking about it, Yi Ange gritted his teeth and made a decision.

He still has the last card in his hand, now, it's time to gamble.