Chapter 55

Chen Li took a bite of the burrito. This solid bread was the food he used to eat most often. The familiar taste went straight from the tip of his tongue to his brain, slowly resurrecting his memories.

They have been anchored in the central city for four years. The days of traveling around the world before have gradually faded away and been placed in an empty room in his brain.

Chen Li remembered that when the anti-revolutionary chose to exchange freedom for stability, some people opposed him, and some left because of this, but more people chose to believe in him, or to rely on him.

And his decision has been the topic of conversation and joke among his peers for a long time.

They all boarded this shaky ship because of the anti-revolutionary, and since then they have been determined to support him as the leader. He was too bad as a lover, but as a leader and a guide, he was a genius who never appeared in the world.

Chen Li ate the burrito in two or three bites, wrapped another one casually, pressed the fold and stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite. He didn't like to recall the past. He threw these memories out of his mind and pulled himself back to reality.

He turned his head subconsciously to look at Yanqiang, and found that Yanqiang was staring at him without blinking.

"Look at me, are you eating?" Chen Li said lightly.

"You know what, beauty is delicious." Yanqiang teased.

"Then don't eat." Chen Li took a piece of roasted meat from Yanqiang's plate and fed it to Shanghan.

"Hey, you!" Yanqiang's reaction was much slower than usual. At this time, he looked aggrieved, and his hands covered his plate, where there was still a piece of fish meat.

Chen Li was amused by his confused way of protecting food, and snatched the last bit of minced meat in the oven, wrapped it into a pancake and stuffed it into Yanqiang.

After all, they were a group of tall and strong men, and the food on the table was quickly eaten up.

The leftovers and the aroma of wine, they talked and laughed, and joked. Even though they had different faces and hair colors, they looked like a family gathering.

Fan Ge yawned, his gray eyes were a little misty. He drank some wine, and the whole person looked lazy and leisurely. His words and deeds were not elegant, but always carried a bit of nobility.

Chen Li briefly explained what happened at the fire scene in Tushita Heaven, and then roughly told the conversation with Que He for Yan Qiang. During this time, Fan Ge nodded frequently. After speaking, Fan Ge said to Song Guang, "Things are almost as expected. Now we just need to figure out Master Mei's purpose and the means by which he drives those faceless people."

"Master Mei and the underground city, we need to figure out the connection between the two as soon as possible." Chen Li said.

"Assuming that the person you saw that day was Master Mei, that day can be used as a node, and I think it is not difficult to find the connection between them." Fan Ge said.

"What kind of monster was born in the underground city." Yan Qiang supported his head and sighed.

"I'll go down." Chen Li stood up and was about to leave.

"Come back!" Fan Ge yelled back at Chen Li.

Songguang said to Chen Li, "You and Laoyan go back to rest, I'll go."

"You are not allowed to go either." Fan Ge rarely spoke to Songguang in such an imperative tone.

"Without my permission, no one can go to the underground city," Fan Ge stood up, his laziness disappeared, his demeanor was up to the sky and down to the earth, but his tone was gentle, "Everyone go back to rest today."

The next day was a rare good day. The strong wind blew the heavy clouds on the sky thinner, and the transparent sunlight sprinkled down, bringing some warmth to the central city.

When Chen Li left the base, Heihun handcuffed Yanqiang in the infirmary at lightning speed. Chen Li couldn't help but applaud the skills of the former military doctor.

Yanqiang's face turned pale and he was dejected. Chen Li knew that it was not only because of the injury, but he really needed some time to adjust.

It has been two days since the fire in Tushita Heaven, and various social platforms on the Internet are still arguing about it.

Li never went online before, at most he would glance at the social news section when reading the war report. Social news emerges in an endless stream every day, and the explosive media information has long numb most people, and rarely causes widespread public opinion.

However, the live broadcast of the Tushita Heaven fire seemed to ignite something else, something hidden in the huge momentum, quietly changing.

Chen Li has always been sensitive to danger, but this time it was another indescribable feeling, perhaps not a direct crisis, but it made him a little uncomfortable.

He went to a bar and found the single-winged butterfly in the dark alley. This butterfly has not appeared for a while, and I don't know what kind of wind and rain it has experienced.

The bar street seemed a little deserted during the day. The street had just been roughly cleaned and was still dirty and messy.

Where there are people, there is garbage, and there is no place that is not applicable.

Chen Li walked over the dirty ground expressionlessly and walked onto the external fire escape of his store. The original password lock door had long been replaced by a key lock, and the lock core had been polished very smooth.

Suddenly, some images flashed by, and an unprecedented idea emerged in his mind.

At that time, he didn't want to think about it deeply. He still remembered the scars on T's legs that day, which seemed to be neatly scraped by a piece of metal.

The metal piece could also be the five fingers of a mechanical prosthetic hand.

The traces and objects gradually overlapped in his brain.

If it was as he thought, the one who sneaked into his bar that day was not only the hunter he hired carelessly, but also the man with a mechanical hand. The two planned to play with T together, and the mechanical hand left early, probably to take away the collected things, so the smoke gun was soon targeted by the merchant.

Then-

If they didn't do anything to T at that time, would he quickly investigate the matter and fall into the trap that had been carefully laid?

He recalled the Master Mei he met at the door of the bar that day. He was a polite and handsome young man. When he peeled off this layer of skin, what kind of scarlet was inside.

Chen Li was silent for a few seconds in front of the door, and he turned and left the bar.

"Sir." A girl in a black dress and white collar blocked his way. She was a young girl with a timid expression on her face, holding a small white statue in her hands.

"Are you going to sell it to me?" Chen Li asked.

The little girl trembled all over, "No, it's to bless you."

Chen Li shook his head, and he tried to make his voice sound gentler, "No, it can't bless me, I can protect myself."

"The Goddess of Humanity is a charitable god. She doesn't accept merits and loves everyone in the world equally..."

"Even sinners?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and she nodded vigorously, her face full of piety and longing, "Even sinners will receive equal love from the goddess. The goddess believes that everyone in this world will be purified and return to their true nature, which is a white and soft ball of light."

"Is a god who doesn't distinguish between good and evil still a god?" Chen Li said lightly. The girl's hand holding the statue suddenly curled back to her chest. Her expression became a little ferocious, but very thin, like a puppy with bared teeth, without any deterrent power.

She raised her voice and her voice became sharp, "I don't allow you to slander my goddess! You hateful..."

The girl's lips moved a few times, as if she couldn't find an insulting word to describe Chen Li, and finally gave up cursing. Her eyes were shining and her eyes were red.

"Little girl, it's best to find some kind-looking people when preaching." Chen Li took out a card coin from his wallet and put it in the girl's hand, walked around the girl and left.

The girl held the statue and card coin in her hand blankly, looking at Chen Li's back as he left.

The wind blew his hair, as black as thick ink, and his back was upright and straight, especially sharp, like a sword out of its sheath.

"But I think you look like a good person." The girl stammered.

Chen Li passed through the block where the bar street was located, and in front of him was the widest river west of the central city.

He leaned on the transparent railing and looked at the polluted river water, which was a kind of blue similar to absinthe.

Perhaps children born today will think that rivers are originally this color. They are deprived of the right to recognize the original appearance of this world. I don't know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate.

At this time, he received a message from Shang Han. It was a news link. The title was drafted to be particularly sensational. Shang Han was definitely not a person who was bored and shared interesting stories. Chen Li clicked it.

"The elderly rich man died suddenly at home, and the maid who witnessed everything was scared crazy." The news article was written very long, more like an urban legend than news.

The boundaries of communication have long been blurred by marketing, and you can write as exciting and novel as you want. These days, only the war reports issued by the Military and Political Department still strictly adhere to the format of old news.

Chen Li read it patiently, and his expression changed a little when he read the second half of the article.

"The maid is talking nonsense. She actually said that the rich businessman was killed by a naked person without facial features, and the weapon was a finger! She must have been scared crazy. She also said that she seemed to be drowsy and couldn't tell whether it was a memory or an illusion in her mind... The case is still under investigation. Please be patient. The truth will eventually come out." Chen Li found Fan Ge in the RC channel and asked, "Don't move?" Fan Ge quickly replied, "Don't move until it's clear." Chen Li understood Fan Ge's concerns. Before facing an unknown enemy, any rash action would be a death sentence. Mei Shaoye's target seems to have begun to shift, so what is his purpose? Before, his behavior logic was cold and meticulous, and he shouldn't suddenly become a madman who slaughters indiscriminately. Chen Li sent another message to Shanghan, with only four words, "Novel Live Broadcast". Shanghan sent him a picture, and what a coincidence, it was a familiar face. The man in the photo was very thin and looked haggard. He was the "teacher" who chatted with "Fei Yidao" in his bar that day.

"The author's real identity is this person. The signal that day was cut in by the device in Tushita Heaven. There was an operation node in the middle, but it has been completely destroyed and cannot be traced." A simple description was attached under the picture.

"What is his relationship with Master Mei?" Chen Li asked.

"There is no obvious relationship." Shanghan replied.

"Where is this person's whereabouts?"

Shanghan sent a coordinate, "His address, I heard he rarely goes out."

Xiangrong Lane Slums.

Why would a best-selling author live in a slum?