At 8 pm, inside the Demon City's book collection.
"Why do I feel like there is some kind of conspiracy behind this …" Long Aomin turned to tell Tan Lang as he retreated.
"That's enough. I told you not to turn back," Tan Lang replied. "Look … it closed again."
At that moment, the three members of Blade Edge were standing inside a corridor that was made from emerald walls. There was not much to say about the path that they had come from. There were monsters that blocked their way, but the path that they intended to take was blocked by a large 'stone face'.
The face was orange-red in color, and it had a pair of glowing green eyes. It had a large nose and a mouthful of sharp fangs … Overall, it looked like the face of a demon or a demon.
Five minutes ago, the three of them had arrived before this' stone door '. They investigated it for a while, but they could not find any clues to open the door. Just as they were about to turn back, they heard the sound of rolling bricks. "Rumble, rumble …"
The three of them whipped their heads around, and they happened to see the face's mouth close …
Then, after a few more tests, they finally discovered the rule of this door. When someone got close enough and turned their back on it, it would 'open its mouth' and become a passable state.
Therefore, Tan Lang came up with the plan of 'the three of them walking backward through the door'.
However, that was undeniably dangerous. If there was some kind of trap behind the door, they would fall for it if they walked backward.
"I don't think that's a good idea either …" Seven Kills added. "I'm not afraid of monsters or traps … I'm just afraid that Feng Bujue is waiting for us behind the door."
"That's impossible." Tan Lang shook his head.
"How can you be so sure?" Long Aomin asked.
"I've noticed that from the beginning. This guy is just wasting time with us," Tan Lang replied. "He doesn't plan to destroy us as soon as possible; he's waiting for something …"
"Oh? What do you mean by that? "Seven Kills turned to ask.
"Well …" Tan Lang thought about it for several seconds. He organized his words and said, "Do you still remember the communication that he had with us through the monster's mouth?"
"Ah, of course I remember," Seven Kills replied with a pained expression.
"Think about it carefully …" Tan Lang's expression was very serious. "That was definitely not a whim. It was a very clever psychological induction …" He paused for a few seconds, giving his two teammates some time to think. Then, he continued, "First of all, Feng Bujue made us understand that we are always under his surveillance. By extension, he could launch a sneak attack on us at any time …"
Brother Long and Seven Kills nodded, indicating that they were still following the advisor's train of thought.
"After that, he used the argument with Seven Kills … to improvise and secretly reveal some information to us. He even took the opportunity to mock us." Tan Lang continued, "Although he hid the truth in his words, I think you, like me, had already seen through it at that moment. Those words were meant to anger us, create psychological pressure on us, and make us speed up the exploration in anxiety."
"Yeah, isn't that the case?" Brother Long continued.
"No." Tan Lang shook his head.
Seven Kills and Brother Long's expression changed immediately.
"A double trap …" Tan Lang continued and looked at the faces of his two teammates. "Do you understand?"
"You mean …" Seven Kills said thoughtfully, "His real intention … is actually the opposite?"
"That's right." Tan Lang nodded. "Why don't we think about it again … Let's say that Feng Bujue really wants us to speed up the pace of our exploration, then what is his purpose for doing so? It is nothing more than making us expend more stamina and life in a hurry, making it easier to kill us. "He paused for half a second and then changed the topic." But what is the actual situation? Since we entered the city until now, we haven't encountered any particularly dangerous obstacles … "
Tan Lang raised his head and looked around. "Since our actions have been under his surveillance, why didn't he do anything? With his ability, even if he doesn't show up or confront us directly, he has many methods to deal with us … But all he did was pressure us verbally. Isn't that a contradiction? "
"Hmm …" Hearing this, Brother Long scratched his chin and said, "Based on what you've said … he doesn't want to kill us?"
"He does, but not now." Tan Lang's face darkened, and he continued. "Based on my observation … Feng Bujue and Phantom Dawn have something in common, and that is — no matter how they arrange things in terms of strategy, from a psychological perspective … they have never treated the enemy on the same level as themselves. To put it simply … they are extremely arrogant. " He scoffed. "Humph … Therefore, they have this habit of putting 'defeating the enemy' as the priority and giving way to 'exploring the scenario'."
As Tanlang spoke, he gestured to his two teammates, indicating for them to turn their heads and retreat.
At this point, even though Tan Lang had not told them everything, Seven Kills and Long Aomin could feel his confidence, so they did not question his decision to go through the door first.
The three took large steps back and soon passed through the stone face's mouth. From the emerald corridor, they entered a dark brown space.
In the end … none of the traps were triggered. They turned around again, and the stone face's mouth did not close.
"Based on the current scenario, Feng Bujue is playing the same trick again …" Several seconds later, Tan Lang continued. "Actually, he doesn't want to face us so soon. No matter what he says, what he's actually doing is … avoiding direct contact with us and stalling for time." He paused. "To achieve this goal, he needs our cooperation, so … he has come up with this' double trap '."
"In other words … from the beginning, he knew that we would be able to see through his words," Seven Kills said. Seven Kills thought as he continued, "So he deliberately conveyed a message that was contrary to his true intentions?"
"Yes," Tan Lang replied. Tan Lang replied, then sighed and continued, "Sigh … To be honest, this guy's talent in psychological inducements makes me, a person who has studied psychology, feel inferior …" He took the opportunity to show off and said, "When he urged, angered, and pressured us, he knew that we would see through his intentions, and then do the opposite — steadily and surely, step by step. And once we did that, we would be playing right into his hands. "
"I'm almost confused by all of you …" Brother Long scratched his head. "In any case … we still need to move fast, right?"
"Yes, the faster the better," Tan Lang said. "There's no need to worry about any particularly dangerous situation. Just treat it like we're playing a normal scenario." His eyes shifted, and he said, "If I'm not mistaken … Feng Bujue is probably busy with something else. As long as we move faster, we'll have a chance to disrupt his plan and rhythm. In fact, we might even be able to catch him off guard."
…
Above the dark clouds, night had fallen.
A large-scale thunderstorm that was rarely seen in a hundred years had occupied the sky above the city. Most of the civilians chose to stay at home and avoid going out.
However, the police, firefighters, paramedics, and military still had to go out to work as usual …
At the same time, on a road between Dark Creek Road and the city, a car was driving at a constant speed. There were two people in the car. In the driver's seat was the homeless man, Hill, and in the passenger's seat was the ten-year-old version of Feng Bujue.
Just as they were halfway down the road, a row of neatly arranged headlights appeared in front of them, and they were heading in their direction.
"They're finally here …" Feng Bujue saw this and then raised his head to look at Hill. "Have you … memorized the lines that I taught you?"
"Yes … I have," Hill replied nervously.
"Relax." Feng Bujue used a lazy tone to add, "Just follow my instructions, and you'll be fine. The more nervous you are … the more suspicious you look."
"Okay … I'll try my best," Hill said, took a few deep breaths, and adjusted his facial expression.
About a minute later, they met the group of cars. When they got closer, they could see that the cars were basically all military jeeps and police cars. There were even a few armored vehicles among them.
Obviously, the black beam of light that soared into the sky had attracted considerable attention from the local government. However, in this kind of movie adaptation, the police and military often came later … So, it was not until a few hours later that these troops were assembled and driven to the current location.
Naturally, Feng Bujue had foreseen this situation. Before they left the castle, he had already discussed their statements with Gill. If they ran into a car that was stopped for questioning, they would be able to get away with it.
Sure enough, before Brother Jue's car and the military and police cars met, a police car drove out of the convoy and blocked the opposite lane. Two police officers came out of the car and raised their hands at Brother Jue.
Hill was already mentally prepared. He slowly stopped the car, turned off the engine, and then directly rolled down the window on his side and turned to look at the police officers who came over.
"What's going on, police officer?" Officer, "Hill threw out a question before the officer could speak.
"This situation is called 'mind your own business'." The police officer in charge of the interrogation leaned over the window next to the driver's seat and responded, "See for yourself … Is this something you should ask?" As he spoke, he used his eyes to signal the armored vehicle that was passing by behind him.
"I say … Is it related to the black beam of light?" Hill pretended to be curious.
"What? Did you see anything, sir? " The police officer's expression immediately became serious.
"Uhh … No." Hill shrugged and replied with a rather sincere expression, "My nephew and I were camping by the river in the afternoon. We were fishing … Then we saw a beam of light in the sky …" He lowered his voice, "To be honest … I thought the military was doing some experiment … I was so scared that I pulled my nephew and ran away. We didn't even pack up our camping equipment. But I didn't expect … My nephew accidentally fell into the river. This kid can't swim, so it took me a lot of effort to save him … He almost drowned … "
"Okay, okay …" The police officer listened to him talk a lot and immediately showed an impatient expression. He rudely interrupted, "Show me your driver's license first."
"Oh, okay." Hill heard, nodded, and took out his driver's license from his jacket pocket.
After the police officer took the driver's license, he used the flashlight to compare Hill's face with the photo on the driver's license.
Because this was a real ID and the holder was Hill himself, there was no problem with it …
"Why is your nephew dressed like this?" When the police officer handed the driver's license back to Hill, he glanced into the car and asked Feng Bujue.
"Didn't I say … He fell into the river …" Hill answered smoothly and his expression was very natural, "He couldn't find dry clothes to change into. I happened to have his clothes for tonight's party in my car, so I let him change into them first."
"Party?" The police officer asked tentatively.
"A Halloween party, sir." Feng Bujue turned his head and spoke at this time. He pouted and said with an angry expression of a ten-year-old child, "But I heard that it was canceled, so annoying!"
Hill looked back at his Brother Jue and gave him a look of admiration for his superb acting skills. Then he turned his face to the police officer and said, "We just heard the broadcast … It said that all the celebrations were canceled because of the thunderstorm. This child is very disappointed. You know, his clothes are his mother's …"
"Okay, that's enough … Sir." The police officer had already regarded Hill as a chatterbox. Before the latter could start talking again, he said, "Hurry up and go over there … Remember, leave this area as soon as possible and stay indoors."
"Uh … Okay, sir." Hill eagerly stuck his head out of the car window and greeted the police officer. It seemed that he was very into his role.
Two seconds later, the police officer turned around and walked a few meters away. He spread his hands and shook his head at his partner.
It seemed that … Hill and Brother Jue's acting was very successful.
At this time, the mighty motorcade had already driven past Brother Jue and his partner. Only the police car that stopped to interrogate them hadn't caught up with them yet.
About ten seconds later, Hill restarted the car and drove past the police car. The two police officers had already returned to their car and were about to turn around and follow the motorcade.
Just when both parties thought that this was the end of the matter, unexpectedly …
Coincidentally, the police officer caught a glimpse of Brother Jue's car's license plate. (In this state, it was not mandatory to have a license plate on the front of the car, so it could only be on the back of the car.)
"Hey! Wait a minute! That license plate … Isn't that the car that was reported lost this morning? "
"D * mn it! They're escaping, go after them! "
The next second, the two police officers reported the situation to their colleagues on their walkie-talkies. They sounded the siren and chased after Brother Jue and his partner.
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