Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 168: Informer

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Me, Fujiang and Jung hid behind a weedy mound twenty meters away from the trailer. Collection ~ Reading Network) The inside of the trailer is tightly covered, but we did not rush forward. Through quark's ears and perception, the things that happened inside are almost completely unobstructed. While listening, I relayed the conversation between Engels and the trailer owner to Fu Jiang and Jung.

Sure enough, Engels was exactly as we thought. He was very familiar with the ins and outs of the psychiatric hospital fire, and the meaning between the words in the words vaguely proved that he was one of the parties who caused the fire, rather than rushing to the scene after the incident. Firefighter. Not only that, but the fire that seemed to have burned everything actually left clues. The trailer owner and fast food restaurant female owner Bulma seemed to be survivors at the time.

At that time, there were not only doctors and patients in the mental hospital, but also many townspeople. But why do these survivors prefer to stay anonymous and travel far away, rather than mention the events of the year? Ten years later, people related to the incident returned to this small town one by one.

The trailer owner and Engels sat face to face at the table. In Quark's perception, the appearance of the trailer owner was a bit vague, but the fear, malaise and unexpected persistence in his heart were clearly revealed in his tone. Engels’ voice did not cover up his anger and anxiety.

"Besides me, there must be someone coming back, right?" said the trailer owner.

"No, you are back."

"Is that so? There are no others on Ranwen Novel Network?"

"They are different from you." Engels said hurriedly.

The owner of the trailer paused for a while, then slowly said: "No, they will come back too... Maybe it's only me who got close to the town, maybe they are all in the city."

Unexpectedly, Engels did not refute from Ranwen.com, so he was silent. The two of them were thinking about their own affairs for a long time, and the atmosphere began to become more serious.

"...Marseille is back." Engels started.

"This is not surprising. He is the son of that family after all. He came to see Irene?" Although not surprised, the tone of the trailer owner is still a bit surprised and full of panic, but he is quick Just calm down.

"He said she was still alive." Engels said.

"What do you think?"

"It's impossible, she is dead, we have all seen it."

"Maybe..." The trailer owner seemed to be thinking about the scenes back then. He didn't know what he thought of, and his tone was a little weak.

"Bulma's shop was destroyed today. There was an explosion, a fire, and people were injured. I don't think it was an accident." Engels once again told him an amazing fact, and the trailer owner suddenly stood up Get up and pace back and forth anxiously.

"How could this happen? Isn't it really an accident? Engels, is that thing missing?"

This reminds me. People from the Black Nest also mentioned that they took something from Bulma, the female owner of a fast food restaurant.

"She said that there was no Ranwen Novel.com, but she couldn't prove it. We said it back then and no one is allowed to look at that thing again." Engels said in a deep voice.

"It's okay, we should trust Bulma. No one knows where the thing is except her, she won't tell anyone." The trailer owner breathed a sigh of relief, but Engels was still worried about it. .

"Of course I believe in Bulma, but...I have to say that the power of that thing has become stronger." Engels said gloomily, "I don't know how long I can survive. You shouldn't come back. Yes, it won’t become stronger unless you come back."

"Without burning novels, I already understand that it is better to die. Engels, you don't understand my hard work these years. I can't control myself, and I feel that the moment is approaching, so I came back Make a decision. Even if we don’t come back, there will be someone else to replace us. You and I are already old and we should let everything end in our generation." The trailer owner turned around and began to persuade Engels: "Do you want Do your sons and grandsons bear that kind of thing?"

"But, what should we do? The kid's words have been fulfilled one by one. Do you remember the last thing he said? No one can help us." Engels hugged his head and said, "Only move all the town away People, but who would believe us? The government doesn’t allow it."

I closed my eyes, and the scene of the two people talking appeared in my mind. I recounted their voices, tone, and actions, and Jung and Fu Jiang began to analyze and deduce their psychology, and look back at these people's decisions from the psychology at this time. This reasoning based on psychology and known facts is like magic, deducing the shape and color of the missing pieces, reconstructing them, and placing them where they should be.

The fire in the psychiatric hospital was really hidden. The insiders were led by Engels. In order to protect the town, it was undoubtedly a crime to burn the psychiatric hospital with the help of a child. Afterwards, the survivors left their hometowns, and Engels was responsible for staying in the town to cover up what they had done. They didn't want these people to return to this town because they knew it was not over.

Engels covered up the events of the year for ten years, but the recent frequent events made him feel more powerless. He seemed to have noticed that he could no longer maintain the surface stability of the town.

He is wary of us as members of the Intelligence Bureau, not because of the confrontation between the police and the Intelligence Bureau, but he may be familiar with the Tianmen Project carried out by Munch and Sent privately. In the past few days, Marseille came to his door, the fast food restaurant in Bulma exploded, and the owner of the trailer appeared inexplicably. All this made him start to shake. Maybe he was thinking, is his previous actions a negative escape? He is also at a loss, because besides doing this, he has no other way.

The owner of the trailer and more people returned to the town. They knew that no matter what mood they were in, they wanted to make a break with the past. It seemed that they could not avoid the result they feared, but they could no longer escape. Go down.

"The child...the child who wrote that diary is indeed a prophet." Jung said slowly: "Only a prophet who is burdened and cared by God can become a prophet."

"The prophecy... is really hard to believe, is fate really set?" I couldn't help but sigh.

"When you walk on the beach, you feel that the front is flat and you are walking alone, but when you look back, you see the track of fate, which is a series of footprints left on the beach. So you can't help but think of moving forward by yourself Is the step taken or not taken, is it destiny?" Fu Jiang lowered his voice, his tone and rhythm as if he was reading a poem.

"What is this?" I asked.

"I saw it in an unsigned psychology research handbook. I think it's very interesting."

"Are you sure it is psychology, not philosophy?"

"A good psychologist is a good philosopher."

"Is that so? Jung." I looked at Jung.

Jung didn’t answer by Ranwen Novel. He just said: "Well, crow, what else did they say?"

The owner of the trailer and Engels did not mention the events of the year again and began to talk about their lives over the years. Unlike Engels, who stayed in the town to become a sheriff, the owner of the trailer did not live very happily. He had no money and no female companion. He drove around alone in his RV, playing all odd jobs. He didn't drink alcohol before, but now he has become a big alcoholic, his appearance and body have changed drastically, Engels has found the shadow of him in the present.

Besides, the two of them didn't know the living conditions of other survivors except themselves, and they had no contact with Ranwen Novel.com after they left separately. However, the trailer owner said with certainty that no matter how much wealth they have, their mental state must be no different from their own. After sighing for a while, Engels bid farewell to the trailer owner and left some money before leaving.

"Since you have decided, come back. You still have the place where you lived." Engels said

"Ah, that's great, I brought the keys and the deed."

"I think Bulma will be happy to see you again, but you'd better tidy up your appearance. IMHO, how long have you not bathed?"

"Does it smell so bad?"

"I remember that you were a cleanliness person back then."

"Hahaha, after so many years, people will always change." The owner of the trailer grabbed the money and stuffed it into the money bank beside him, saying: "Anyway, thank you, Engels, I know other people What do you think of you, but we all know that you protected this town. If you run for a councillor, I will definitely vote for you. With your talents, it’s a shame to stay in this town."

At this time, Engels had already pushed open the door of the RV. He paused after hearing these words. No Ranwen.com turned around and said, "Don’t be kidding, I’m more beautiful than you guys. Everyone treats me as a hero. , Otherwise how do you think I became a sheriff?"

"Haha, I'm relieved to hear you say that, you are still that Engels, you are still such a badass." The trailer owner teased.

The answer to him was the sound of closing the door forcefully. He opened the curtains and saw that Engels got in the car, his head would not be lifted away.

After Engels left, I, Fu Jiang, and Jung showed their heads, and removed the dust on their bodies. This wilderness appears dry. Although there are fluffy weeds, both the ground and the plants show a dry yellow color. The dust and smoke lifted by the wheels filled the gentle wind.

"Want to talk?" I asked.

Although the person involved is right in front of us, none of us is sure whether he will reveal more information, it depends on how much the person trusts us. These people must have had similar plans back then, but obviously, the national security agencies they contacted disappointed them. In addition, they know that if they are not trusted, what they commit will put them in jail. Even if they plan to get an understanding now, this kind of worry can't be relieved in a moment.

"Be honest, be sincere, the first impression is important." Jung led the way and began to explain the attitude we should adopt when talking.

The curtains were still tightly closed, and we walked up the iron ladder, and the sound of TV and busyness leaked from the room. The owner of the trailer seemed to be cooking. As soon as Jung knocked on the door, the people inside immediately shouted: "Engels? Have you changed your mind and want to stay for dinner? Wait, I will turn off the fire first." There was another turmoil, and after a while, the door was opened. .

When Engels first arrived, the owner of the trailer only opened a crack in the door. However, because he was a little lax about having just met an acquaintance, the door opened wide this time, and he almost saw half of his body. His face is mature, he has a big thick beard around his mouth, his hair is messy, and he is covered with sauce and oil stains in canvas work clothes. He looks dirty and sloppy, but he is not as decadent as in the previous conversations on Ranwen Novel.com.

When he realized that the man was not Engels, he couldn't help but was stunned. Before we could speak, he tried to close the door hard. Jung stuck his feet in, holding the door, his strength was naturally not comparable to ordinary people, the owner of the trailer used the strength of feeding, and his face was amused.

"Who are you? What are you going to do? I have nothing to give you here." The trailer owner yelled hysterically.

"Don't be nervous, we are not malicious." Jung reached into his arms to get his credentials, "We are intelligence..."

But his words were suppressed by the shock of the trailer owner. The trailer owner suddenly let go, gave up fighting with Jung, and ran back to the house. The door slammed open, and Jung led me and Fu Jiang into the room, only to hear a bolt click, turning his head and seeing the trailer owner fetched a shotgun and aimed at us from nowhere.

"Don't Move"

"Hey, hey, don't be nervous, I said that we didn't have any bad intentions." Of course we are not afraid of him. Even if we are facing an army, we won't be nervous, but we still raise our hands and gesture to ourselves. There is no hostility from Ranwen.com, after all, we are not here to go to war.

"Do you mean that if there is no evil, then there is no evil? Take out your guns." The trailer owner snapped.

"We don't have a net gun for burning text novels." Jung said, "I think you have misunderstood. We are just here to talk..."

"I don't believe the smell of you guys is familiar to me. The gun is in your arms." The trailer said loudly, and his eyes fell on me and Fu Jiang: "And that woman, a soldier Right? How come there are children?" At this point, he couldn't help but wonder.

"Little white face, female soldier, child? Who are you anyway? I don't have much here for you to rob."

Fu Jiang couldn't help but grin.

"Little white face, Jung, he said you are little white face. It's so funny."

Jung couldn't help rolling his hygienic eyes, his stereotyped face was a little helpless. Without mentioning the other party's evaluation, he stretched his hand into his arms to get his ID, but he was mistaken for taking a gun. No wonder this guy is so nervous.

"Well, I said I didn't bring a gun." Jung was right. Among the three of us, I brought a revolver. "But I need to get my ID now. We belong to the Intelligence Bureau. People."

"Intelligence Bureau?" The trailer owner's face hesitated, "What is the Intelligence Bureau looking for?"

"Anyway, I'll take out the ID slowly first, so don't worry, how about it?" Jung said as he slowly took out the ID and showed it to the other party.

The trailer owner hesitated, walked up vigilantly, grabbed the ID, and immediately stepped back, examining the ID while glancing at us from the corner of his eye.

He looked at it over and over for a long while, and didn't see any way out, but his nervous expression finally relaxed, and he seemed to believe in our identities. He thought for a while, threw back his credentials and lowered the muzzle, the atmosphere finally eased a little.

"I can't tell whether this document is true or false, but it seems to be true." The trailer owner said bluntly: "Well, let’s talk about it. What are the people from the Intelligence Bureau coming to me for? You want to investigate. Engels? Engels is a good sheriff."

"Shall we sit down? If possible, how about a glass of water?" Jung smiled, "Look, it took a lot of work for us to find this place."

The owner of the trailer sighed irritably, and waved: "Whatever you want." After that, he turned to the kitchen counter and poured water.

After a while, he came over with four cups of water, all disposable plastic cups, lying on the table at will. I have looked at the space he lives in before, and it can only be described as narrow, compact and messy. There is no bed, clothes and adult magazines are stacked on the sofa, there is a hammock on the top, and the TV on the opposite side from time to time. Noise and snow appear, and the signal is not so good.

"After drinking the water, hurry up and roll." He said rudely. Although he is not very strong, his attitude is very bad and vicious, but he looks like he is pretending.

"Excuse me, can you ask, what's your name?" Jung said.

"Inquiry about what this does?" the other party stared at Jung and said.

"It's necessary for official business." Jung said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to cause trouble for Engels."

The owner of the trailer stared at Jung fiercely for a while, but for Jung, who was an elite in the police circle, this level of posture was of no use. After a while, he was there. I succumbed to a severe sense of oppression.

"Thomas~IndoMTL.com~My name is Thomas." Thomas realized that the person in front of him was really a bit backed, and his arrogance couldn't help but disappear.

"Okay, Thomas. I said before that we came from an unconventional security department of the Intelligence Agency. We came here to learn about the arson case ten years ago." Jung stared into Thomas' eyes and said.

"Arson? What kind of arson? It's a fire." Thomas shifted his vision, took a sip from the water glass, covering his face as if trying to hide something, "Besides, you have to ask about it. You should look for Engels. Have you looked for him?"

"Yes, we have already found him. But he doesn't trust us very much." Jung said.

Thomas laughed.

"So you came to me? I don't know how you came to the door... No, did you follow Engels? It's amazing. He will be followed too. I know he has always been very careful."

"I think you can trust us."

"Then you are wrong, I trust Engels, I don't trust you." Thomas mocked tit-for-tatly.