Fog Formula-Warning Book of Fog City Search Chief's Strange Talk

In the morning, half past seven.

"It should be it."

Jian Shenxiu took Marchesias to the street and found their target - a black lamp post.

The shape of the lamp post is tall and slender, with a hexagonal street lamp at the top, which emits a warm yellow light at night. Like other street lamps around, it is a product before Yongye, and its appearance is not different from other street lamps around it. .

"The second batch in 29, street lamp No. 34, yes, this is it."

Last night, the street lamp they first met.

After confirming it, Jian Shenxiu signaled the young man beside him to take out the photo in the satchel, and then put on a monocle for himself, preparing for a detailed comparison.

"Scratches, stains, and the degree of rust are all consistent with the picture, and there are even handprints I left on it last night." Jian Shenxiu observed, "It is indeed the one from last night, not... ...something else."

This discovery ruled out some of Jian Shenxiu's guesses. What I saw last night was indeed a "real thing", not a "simulation" of something else, but this also brought new problems, so Jian Shenxiu's expression did not ease, but became more serious.

Seeing this, Shenxiu put away his monocle, turned his hand and handed the photo back to the boy next to him, then turned around, narrowed his eyes slightly, and cast his gaze in a certain direction from a distance.

They are now at a fork in the pedestrian street, about one kilometer away from where they are now, a yellow bench is quietly placed next to the green plants. From the positions of the two of them, we can see that the green plants around the bench are luxuriant, and there is a green color in the morning light, with a little dew on it, with a dazzling refraction.

"Is that the chair we sat on last night?"

Markesias also followed Jian Shenxiu's gaze, and soon discovered what Jian Shenxiu was looking at. He looked at the chair and then at Shenxiu, wondering.

"Um."

Seeing Shenxiu nodded, then raised his hand to pinch his watch, and then took the boy back and forth for this journey again. The distance was about two kilometers. Twenty-five minutes later, the two returned to the streetlight again.

"Twenty-five minutes. From the chair we got up to when we arrived under the first street light, we walked for 16 minutes last night. Considering that we walked more cautiously in the middle, it is not a particularly unacceptable time. "

After walking back to the lamppost, he saw Shenxiu put his hands in his pockets and said so. As he said that, he looked back, looked at a row of street lamps spread out along the road, and then turned his head to look up and down at the street lamp in front of him, his eyes flickered with a chill.

"However, the distance between the street lights on this street is 25 meters. There are 21 such street lights on the way we walked. But this one in front of us has become the 'first' street light we saw along the way."

"This ability..."

Markesias was also stunned, and turned his head to look at the chair, and then at the streetlights around him, feeling a little terrified for a while.

"If there is no problem with the distance, then what is interfering with our cognition?"

"There are many ways to achieve this effect, and it is not yet possible to determine the specific type."

Jian Shenxiu shook his head, not fully supporting the young man's idea. He stood at the fork where the street lamp was located and looked around, and after a while, he returned his gaze to the street lamp.

"For ghost stories, the meaning of an item in reality is often not that important. We should pay attention to its 'meaning' on the abstract level. The position of the 'first street light' we saw is a fork. We just came from that road and turned to this road. This is the 'first street light' we saw on this road."

Seeing that Shenxiu raised his hand to caress the lamp post in front of him, left a small mark on the lamp post with the blade between his fingers in a hidden corner, then put the blade away without any trace, and continued:

"Then does this road represent anything to Yinli? Does the end of this road... have other meanings to Yinli?"

"Let's go ahead first. Chas, take out the road map."

Seeing that Shenxiu was thinking about it, but in the end he still didn't come to any useful conclusions. He just shook his head and said to Marchesias cautiously.

"OK, got it."

So the boy immediately took out a folder from his satchel, stuffed it back with the photo Jian Shenxiu had just handed to him, then turned the document inside to the next page, and handed it to Jian Shenxiu.

That's why they didn't restart the investigation immediately after returning without success last night, but went back to make some repairs. Because a lot of data needs to be analyzed with the help of the bureau's database, and many clues also need time to sort out. They collected the number of each street lamp last night, and sent it back to the bureau to draw a detailed road map based on Xue Jianze's planning and layout. The analysts of the search bureau integrated a lot of information and finally compiled it together with the road map into a booklet in Jian Shenxiu's hands at this moment, which represented all their gains last night.

The Search Bureau is a collective, and the front-line investigators are never alone.

On the map, a thin red line is connected to one lamppost after another, extending along the bend of the street to the final destination, which is the path they walked in the fog last night. The starting point of the red line is the street lamp beside them at this moment, and the end point extends to the alley where they walked out of the fog last night. At the same time, many forks on the red line are connected with many words, recording the time and place where they encountered many abnormalities last night.

"Let's retake last night's route. Even if the distance is roughly the same, it doesn't feel right. There are many things we should have seen but didn't see." Jian Shenxiu looked at the red line on the map as if Thoughtful, "And, you can go and see if this route makes any difference during the day."

What does this red thread represent to Yinli? Is it a door... or is it simply misleading?

There are too many mysteries on this road, even if I saw Shenxiu walking this road in person last night, my heart is still full of puzzles at this moment.

A cold morning wind blows, bringing a little chill.

"En." Markesias did not doubt him in the order to meet the gods, but simply nodded.

"And then..."

Seeing that Shenxiu put away his thoughts, a faint sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, he raised the folder in his hand, and threw it back to Markesias beside him.

"Now this booklet should have appeared in the hands of many people, right?"

"Why?"

Marchesus was startled. This is the result they obtained last night, how could it appear in the hands of others.

"I told Xi Wei to let her print two versions, one is for us, using the printer in the bureau. The other is a simplified version, with only the road map, using the printer in the navi hall." Jian Shenxiu said casually .

"The files in the printer in the lobby will not be deleted immediately, but will be entered into the central computer of Navi, and then sent to the desktops of some people. We made a lot of noise last night. I think there should be many people who complained about us last night. I am interested in my experience. Although theoretically this should be a confidential document for Navi..."

He sneered when he said this,

"But navi, it's not surprising that something leaks out."

"Mr. Xiu... did you leak it on purpose?" Markesias gradually understood the meaning of coming to see Shenxiu.

"Since some people are so interested in this matter, why not give them some clues and ask them to help us find the way." Jian Shenxiu said lightly.

"But this case is rare both in terms of scale and scope," Marchesias was a little surprised when he heard this, "Should they go to explore the way? It would be very dangerous."

"If you don't let them go, they will go too. Those who seek death on their own are not in the scope of the search bureau's rescue." See Shenxiu with his hands folded, "Then why not give them some information, if they die, they will die more or less Worth a little."

"So you gave them this document to save them some detours and avoid some risks?" Markesias gradually understood the meaning of seeing Shenxiu, and began to show a dazed look.

"...Let's go, those things have nothing to do with us."

Seeing that Shenxiu didn't answer directly this time. He just frowned slightly, then turned and walked out.

"We still have a lot to do, no time to waste on them."

"Yes." So the young man immediately restrained his thoughts, walked behind Jian Shenxiu, and quickly followed.

The pedestrian street in the early morning was a bit quiet, only a few elderly people who were exercising in the morning walked on this road, passing the two of them.

So no one noticed when the two walked by. Those old people doing morning exercises suddenly stopped their movements in unison like a movie cassette, and then, like marionettes, they all turned their heads to look at the backs of the two who were going away.

After a while, weird smiles appeared on their faces at the same time.