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Shark was tied to the roadside.
To be precise, the first "roadshow" that Peng Ping participated in was on a roadside on the fourth floor of the eastern part of Pensong Market. According to him, the weather was good, and the sun was shining brightly. There were hawkers pushing their wares, advertising vans with screens all over their bodies, and mobile cinemas coming and going on the streets. All kinds of noise and human voices were like bubbles that were about to explode, floating in the air and bubbling.
Of course, Lin Sanjiu and Cyrus only had such a detailed impression when they flew around Pensong Market in a small aircraft.
"I'm not lying to you," Peng Ping clearly knew that his words were hard to believe. "At first, I didn't believe it either. I thought they were joking with me. But it's right there. Do you see it? It's between the Sea, Land, and Air Combat Skills Library and the Special Item Appraiser Intermediary … When I walked into that alley, I entered a completely different space. It was like a theater … "
"If that's the case, Shark must have used a dimensional item when they were listening to the fundraising proposal … That makes sense. Even if they had done a background check, they wouldn't take the risk of letting the rejected person know the location of their nest."
"What about the second round? Where is it? "Cyrus seemed to have thought of the same thing and asked with hope.
Peng Ping sighed deeply. "On the bus."
"Bus?" Lin Sanjiu felt that she shouldn't be surprised.
"An air bus," Peng Ping was a little flustered. He was flustered because he had no choice but to reveal the information about Shark. On the other hand, it was probably because he didn't have any concrete information to tell Lin Sanjiu and Cyrus, so he was worried about himself. "You should have seen it before. It's the kind that can be rented out … It can seat more than ten people."
"Are there any markings on the bus?" Cyrus asked.
Peng Ping could only shake his head. "They are very careful. There's nothing on the bus."
Lin Sanjiu rubbed the space between her brows.
Because of the special geography of Walk in the Clouds, it was difficult to move around without air transportation. Thus, it gave birth to an especially popular "flight rental" service. For example, the sky bus that Peng Ping mentioned, perhaps there were hundreds of them being rented out and returned every day … In the entire Walk in the Clouds, who knew how many large and small flight rental agencies there were. How could they possibly check them one by one?
Although she didn't have any evidence, she didn't think that Peng Ping was lying — perhaps it was because of her intuition.
"Then we'll start with the investors." When Cyrus spoke, it sounded like he was gritting his teeth. "Is the investor male or female? How old is he? What are its characteristics? "
Unfortunately, the shark series was also very protective of this angle.
"They were all wearing the same human face suit." The more Peng Ping said, the less confident he sounded. "You didn't see that scene. There were three identical people sitting on the bus, and they were all staring at me. It was quite scary … But, I can tell you that one of the investors had a falsetto voice. It was especially fake. The other two are a man and a woman. "
Just knowing the gender was of no use at all.
No matter how Cyrus repeatedly asked and probed, he was unable to dig out any more information about the investor from his mouth — the Shark faction had clearly put in a lot of effort into concealing their tracks. Even when the investor spoke with Peng Ping, they didn't reveal any details about themselves.
At the very least, Peng Ping didn't remember anything useful.
'Do I have no choice but to let this guy go and secretly follow him to see who's in contact with him?'
Lin Sanjiu didn't want to use this method unless she had no other choice. The reason was simple: Peng Ping had been missing for more than ten days, so the Shark faction already knew that something had happened to him. Now that he was suddenly released, the Shark faction would definitely be on high alert.
It wouldn't be a big deal if they were dealing with someone else, but the problem was that there was someone in the Shark faction who had already sensed that something was wrong. Honestly, Lin Sanjiu wouldn't be surprised if he followed Peng Ping's trail and even traced it back to Lin Sanjiu.
"Since you can't squeeze anything valuable out of me," Cyrus said coldly, "I don't think you have any use for this memory."
It was only at this moment that Lin Sanjiu truly understood his position in the Shadow Palace.
"No, no, wait a minute," Peng Ping didn't have any qualms when it came to other people's memories, but he didn't want to go through Quan's pocket dimension. He immediately panicked, "Didn't we agree that I will cooperate and you won't touch my memory …"
"Maybe you can ask Quan to look at your memory," Lin Sanjiu suggested, "There are many details in a human's memory that are buried in the subconscious. You can't remember them."
Seeing how uncomfortable Peng Ping looked, he really wanted to make up a story rather than enter Quan's pocket dimension.
It was precisely because of his reluctance that Lin Sanjiu suspected that he was making up a story when he suddenly exclaimed, slapped his thigh, and said that he remembered some details.
"At that time, I was standing at the front of the bus with a microphone in my hand. I was introducing my ability and the details of my mission to the investor …" Peng Ping recalled with a frown, "Behind me was the driver's seat … That kind of skybus doesn't even have a separate cockpit. There was a flat pocket at the bottom of the seat cover. When I glanced at it, I saw half a piece of paper sticking out. "
"Paper?"
"But I didn't see anything written on it," Peng Ping waved his hand, "I was so focused on my speech that I didn't even notice that there was a blue sky printed on it …"
'A blue sky? What's the use of that? '
Lin Sanjiu sighed and leaned against the back of the chair. Cyrus rested his elbows on his legs as if he had lost most of his strength. After a while, he laughed bitterly, "I can't believe that the only information I got was that someone printed a blue sky with white clouds."
Peng Ping opened his mouth.
"Now that you mention it … I don't think there were any clouds on the paper."
Both of them looked at him. Cyrus seemed to have thought of something as he slowly straightened his back.
"No clouds?" he asked, "Isn't it just a blue sky? With just a glance, how did you know that the blue was a blue sky and not just a plain blue patch? "
[Ramble the Clouds] was a high-altitude world built above the layer of smog. The sunlight was very strong, and the sky was clear and uniform. There was no problem of the smog tainting the sky. Lin Sanjiu recalled the blue sky she saw here, and she couldn't help feeling the same doubt.
Even Peng Ping looked confused, as if he couldn't figure out why he would think that it was a blue sky.
"That must be a photo," he said, "It's a photo of a blue sky … As for why I think it's a photo … Oh, right, it's not just a blue sky!"
He clapped his hands and said excitedly, "There's also a thin, transparent thing that extended halfway into the blue sky. It's glowing! That's definitely a photo! "
Lin Sanjiu looked at Cyrus and saw that he had the same feeling as she did. The description was so strange that it was hard to understand —
"No.
No, wait a minute. This description is a little familiar. "
She jumped up from her chair and grabbed Peng Ping's shoulder, scaring the latter so much that his face turned pale.
"I got it," Lin Sanjiu mumbled. Lin Sanjiu mumbled, "A bus that can seat more than ten people and can be rented … A piece of paper with a transparent pillar and a blue sky printed on it … I get it, but I'm not sure if this information will help us find the shark species."
"What do you know?" Cyrus glared at her.
Not only did Lin Sanjiu know what that transparent and reflective thing was, she had even jumped off it before.
"First of all, it's not just a piece of paper. If I'm not wrong, it's probably an advertisement. " She gulped and steadied her voice before saying, "And that bus should be a tour bus. Or to be more precise, before the Sharks rented it, it had been rented by a tour group. That tour bus must have a tour route to visit the central business district … "
Facing the two incredulous faces, she continued, "Because the thin, transparent pillar in the blue sky is a bungee jumping spot in the central business district."
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