"What the hell is going on? Everything was fine during the rehearsal. "
Mo Peng was just an ordinary audience member. At most, he had the status of a relative of a performer. It would be too difficult for him to know the inside story.
Luo Nan listened quietly, not saying a word. Only when the woman who left in a hurry walked far away did he let out a grunt: "I know. Maybe they just switched seats. It's very common during performances. Didn't Mo Ya say anything to you? "
"She turned off her phone a long time ago. I called Brother Haijing, but she didn't say anything clearly. She quickly hung up … … Hey, it can't be that the program got cut!"
"Don't let your imagination run wild. There's no problem. I'll be there in a moment. Save a good spot for me. "
Luo Nan hung up. Up until this time, the man who had been kicked away hadn't completely gotten up. It wasn't that he had been kicked hard, but that he finally saw the dense group of people. Luo Nan, who was at the head of the group, was a bit sluggish and confused.
This man's age was about the same as Cao Shanhai's. He might even be a bit younger. His face still had traces of alcohol or other anesthetic substances. After being stunned for a few seconds, he instinctively put on his clothes. It was a kind of light, antique robe. It was quite convenient to hide his ugliness.
Luo Nan didn't say anything. He walked straight forward, bypassing the flower and tree partition in front of him. He entered a messy grassy battlefield.
The man subconsciously thought that Luo Nan was going to bicker with him. He quickly retreated a step. His feet were very flat, but his left and right feet knocked against each other. He nearly tripped over himself and broke out in a cold sweat. This allowed him to temporarily pull himself out from the effects of the alcohol and hallucinogens.
The problem was that Luo Nan didn't pay attention to him at all. He just lowered his head to size up this area … … The matter had ended in a hurry. There were many traces here, including abandoned clothes, shoes, and the like.
Wasn't the woman barefoot when she left?
Luo Nan's actions greatly defied common sense. But the more it was like this, the harder it was for the man beside Luo Nan to feel his pulse. Before he could recover from the shock of seeing Luo Nan, he was once again thrown into confusion.
This was different from the scene he had set up earlier!
The man couldn't stand this. It was like a spider that had just finished weaving its web with great difficulty. Just as it saw its prey stick to the web, a huge hole appeared.
Coincidence, it must be a coincidence!
The man didn't believe that his meticulous and complicated arrangements had been met with the main character right after he had just started. It didn't make sense at all! Moreover, this attitude of ignoring him as if he was looking at a stranger, what the hell was this!
The man stared at the back of Luo Nan's head for a full ten seconds. In the end, he couldn't hold it in anymore … … This also meant that the excited state of his emotions and nerves had suppressed his rather unclear reasoning. He skipped over some very important and unfinished segments of the process. He began to play out the performance that he had replayed in his mind countless times.
The man shifted a few steps to the side to ensure that he was within Luo Nan's line of sight. Then he deliberately adjusted his tone and acted surprised: "Hey hey, isn't this Junior Nan?"
Ten seconds was enough for Luo Nan to look over the entire scene. It was also enough for him to discover even more details. Compared to the chaos on the surface, he paid more attention to the order and regularity hidden deep within the details.
It was also at this moment that the noisy voice continued to enter his ears. "I didn't expect to meet you in a place like this. I've seen your information. Everyone says that you're a taciturn and well-behaved child. So it turns out that you're a kindred spirit. That's right, the idiom 'one is marked by the company one keeps' should have been taught by the teacher. "
The man laughed heartily to himself. He casually tidied up his clothes and took the initiative to move forward. He made sure that Luo Nan could hear him clearly: "You don't say. Your sister's band really has some good stuff. This Electro-Girl really seems to be electrified. It's quite interesting … … Let's have a chat?"
Men who chattered endlessly were the most annoying. Moreover, the words that carried malice and nausea also rushed into quite a few of Luo Nan's thoughts.
Luo Nan frowned. He turned his head to look at this seemingly familiar face: "What's your name again?"
"......"
The man's face turned sluggish for an instant. It was already two seconds later when he truly understood Luo Nan's expression. He had once tried to control himself, to put on an even calmer face. But when his gaze connected with Luo Nan's, he truly felt Luo Nan's undisguised attitude. The emotions that had been bubbling within him all this time exploded.
"What the hell are you pretending to be confused for!?"
The man squeezed out a sharp change in pitch from his throat. He subconsciously extended his hand, wanting to use a more direct method to strengthen Luo Nan's impression and memories. But the biggest problem was that the person he encountered wasn't just Luo Nan. There was also a group of military and political students who were eager to perform.
In the blink of an eye, several people displayed their skills. They jumped over the flower and tree partitions, pulled him by the arm, strangled his throat, and dragged him back. Then they pressed him to the ground.
After experiencing the rubbing of alcohol and drugs, the man's little bit of rationality couldn't have predicted the scene before his eyes … … Yet it happened in reality.
Reality and imagination collided. The former mercilessly gave the latter a round of critical strikes, dealing out tons of damage. The beautiful bubble burst. This was something the man was unable to accept. Especially after his knees hit the ground, the strings of his rationality completely collapsed. He roared loudly, wanting Luo Nan to remember:
"Luo Nan, you bastard! Look clearly! I'm Huang Bingzhen! The Huang Bingzhen who was sent to the hospital by you! "
"Huang Bingzhen?"
Luo Nan really did remember. Yes, there was such a person. During the Frost River Reality incident, the Order of Justice had imitated a certain key node in the Human-Faced Arachnid experiment.
Of course, this wasn't the main point right now. Luo Nan stood on the lawn and closed his eyes, shielding himself from external disturbances. He pondered for a moment, turned his head, and waved at Octopus.
Octopus was looking at Huang Bingzhen, but Zhang Yingying pushed him. Only then did Octopus come back to his senses. He pointed at his own nose: "You're calling me?"
Octopus walked to the lawn after receiving an affirmative answer. He looked at the scattered clothes and traces and clicked his tongue.
"Bro Octopus, the smell here is quite familiar.
"Hehehe, what kind of person do you take me for?"
Octopus instinctively wanted to protect his glorious image, but when he saw Luo Nan's serious gaze, he quivered and came to a realization. His nostrils flared slightly as he did his best to absorb the surrounding drifting smell molecules. His many years of professional experience allowed him to quickly make a judgment:
"It should be Leaf, but it's been processed a bit. The THC composition has been extracted in a more professional manner, and a few other compositions have been mixed in as well. It's an extremely beautiful hallucinogen. But for this kind of scene, it's already a relatively restrained type. "
Luo Nan could be considered half a professional in the field of neurological drugs. He had the concept, but his knowledge was relatively limited. He asked: "What are the other compositions?"
Most of Octopus's abilities lay in the compounding and purification of drug compositions. His acuity in this particular field even surpassed some precision instruments. He pondered for a moment and replied: "If we don't count the ordinary impurities, then it seems that this toy was made from local materials, branches, and leaves of some nearby plants … … Oh oh! Amazing!"
At this time, Zhang Yingying, Bamboo Pole, and the others came over to take a look. Zhang Yingying wrinkled her nose. Her gaze swept over the traces left behind on the scene, and she grasped the key point in an instant: "There's an extra robe. There's still someone here!"
Bamboo Pole agreed: "They're having fun."
At this time, Octopus grasped the crux of Luo Nan's expertise. He turned his head to look all around, looking at the types of plants in the surroundings: "Laurel, lavender, peppermint … … There's nothing special about them, but they do have the value of purification. The key point is that there are no traces of the operation of any instruments. It's purely handmade, yet it can achieve an effect similar to deep processing. A normal person definitely can't do this! Okay, I can't do it either. "
Luo Nan nodded slightly: "He's an ability user."
Bamboo Pole concluded: "And he's a fellow who's proficient in pharmacology, biological neurology, and has an extremely strong ability to survive in the wild."
Luo Nan expressed his approval. His gaze swept past Huang Bingzhen, but he didn't stop. He was already considering how to use his mental senses to lock onto a target.
Zhang Yingying was very baffled: "Are we going to capture this person? Is he a dangerous person? "
"Determining the direction of the mental turbid flow is like putting together a puzzle. We need to fill in the crucial pieces and see which fork it leads to … … It's full of malice. I don't really believe that it's just this Huang, Huang something."
Though Luo Nan said this, he couldn't avoid being disturbed by mundane matters. He recalled something: "Brother Octopus, help me out. Sister Shuiyi, she's that woman just now. She has a relatively long 'medical history' and her mental state isn't good. You should follow her. She's the drummer of the band. You can't replace her. "
Octopus frowned: "She's going on stage in a bit."
"If it's possible, give her a bit of control medication. Don't let anything happen to her. At least not until she gets off stage … … Heh. Actually, there's not much point."
Luo Nan was already able to see a certain possibility from the turbid flow of the mental plane. It was just as Murphy's Law, which had been stated so many times … … If there was a possibility that something would go wrong, no matter how small the possibility was, it would always happen.
At this time, Cao Shanhai, the Eight Trigram Lord of the Divine Research Society, was pushed to the front by the military and political students. This person was clearly much more unbearable than Huang Bingzhen. He only cared about clearing his name: "It has nothing to do with me. I said it has nothing to do with me! I just heard them say that they want to use that female drummer to try and drag your sister down with them. That's all I know … … "
"F * ck your grandmother! Big Mouth Cao!" Huang Bingzhen finally knew which segment had gone awry. But he could only flaunt his eloquence. He couldn't do anything else.
Luo Nan looked over at Cao Shanhai. Zhang Yingying knew what he was thinking. She took the initiative to ask: "Hey, you said 'them'. Are you saying that there's another person besides this scum?"
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