SWNOVELXO Mei Man: Starting from the Dimension Demon
Chapter 155 "You two, you... are in trouble!"
Chapter 155 "You two, you are in trouble!"
anyone? !
"Quick, Grant, speed up! I want to know who that man is?!"
Grant in the cockpit increased his horsepower, and the engine rushed forward with a buzzing sound.
They soon came to the shore, and as soon as they got off the boat, they ran towards the direction of the wooden house.
Peng! !
Kicking open the wooden door violently, the two quickly searched the house. The house did not have the smell of decay and dampness. There was not even a speck of dust on the ground. It was as clean as if someone had lived in it and cleaned it.
They searched room by room, searching all over in a short period of time. Unfortunately, they didn't find anyone, as if the previous figure was just an illusion.
But that's impossible, the other party must still be on this island, and Constantine believed in his own judgment and was about to go out to find it.
"Konstantin, here is a manuscript!"
A shout from Grant called Constantine to a manuscript lying quietly on the floor of a room.
The above content clearly records that they will come to the wooden house on the island in the middle of the lake tonight, and have a good sleep here, and then in the afternoon of the next day, in a certain doctor's lakeside villa Meet Ms. Alice.
"The contents of this manuscript accurately predicted our arrival, and also predicted tomorrow."
Holding this manuscript, Constantine felt more and more weird.
They are like the plot characters in the novel, following the content and rhythm written by the author, to advance the plot step by step.
But there is a problem here. If the characters in the book see the script that will happen to them next, will they continue to follow the content of the manuscript?
"For example, now, if the two of us choose to leave here immediately, then this prophecy will."
Grant hadn't finished his proposal when a familiar buzz came from outside.
Before he had time to say anything else, Grant's face changed, and he pulled out his handgun and rushed out of the house immediately.
boom!boom!
The dim light and heavy rain completely interfered with his vision. Two consecutive bullets missed the target, and he could only see a figure driving their boat away unwillingly.
"Fake!"
Walking back with a gloomy face, Grant was about to explain the situation to Constantine, but was shocked to find that Constantine was already lying on the bed, looking like he was going to sleep.
"."
Embarrassed, Grant asked blankly.
"Konstantin, what are you doing?"
"Sleep~" Konstantin gave him a blank look, and he replied very calmly.
"I know, I mean, uh, our boat was stolen just now, don't you worry at all?"
Grant couldn't handle it anymore. He gestured with his hands, trying to let the other party understand the current predicament.
"worry about what?"
Covering his body with the quilt, Constantine closed his eyes, turned sideways and said indifferently.
"Compared to the trivial matter of the boat being stolen, I want to verify the prophecy in the manuscript! Alright, Grant, stop talking nonsense and go to sleep."
"."
Feeling helpless, he called the other party twice. Seeing that the other party no longer paid attention to him, Grant could only walk out of the room full of thoughts.
When he came to the lobby, he found a coffee machine and made himself a cup of coffee. Grant took out his mobile phone and secretly reported the current situation to his boss.
"Yes, I have been secretly observing him. Manuscript Um, I understand Constantine? He is, uh, sleeping very soundly now."
snoring
Listening to Constantine's loud snoring, Grant hung up the phone speechlessly.
Constantine, in this weird place, you sleep so soundly?
Is it really good?
[Mood value from Grant Ward +1400]
Sitting down on a chair by the window with a stern face, Grant wiped his bloodshot eyes, took a big sip of coffee, and prepared to get through the night with the air of a senior agent.
"It's so cold!"
The next morning, Constantine came out of the house with a stretched waist, and saw Grant's dark circles at a glance.
"Dude, you can't do this! Even an agent should take a break when it's time to rest. After all, you've been driving for such a long time, aren't you sleepy?"
Shet!
His eyes were bloodshot, and Grant sneezed hard. He stayed up all night and nothing happened.
As the saying goes, if there is no comparison, there will be no harm, so unhappy, so unhappy!
"Konstantin, are you really big-hearted? Without the boat, how do we go back?"
After saying something indifferent, Grant's face darkened.
"Isn't there you? I can't believe that there are no people near this town!"
Constantine replied with a smile, then pointed out the window.
"Look, pick up our boat, here it comes~"
Turning his head and watching a yacht approaching, Grant was silent.
Falk, do you want to cooperate like this! ?
[Mood value from Grant Ward +1414]
Very well, the yacht heard their calls and picked them up.
The man who drove the boat was a talkative old man. Through talking with him, Constantine found that the other party was not curious about the wooden house on the island in the middle of the lake.
"Sir, don't you think it's strange that the wooden house appeared?"
Unable to bear it, Grant stepped forward to ask.
The old man gave him a strange look and said, "What's so strange? Isn't the wooden house always there?"
Um? x2
Grant and Constantine looked at each other silently, took out their mobile phone and called the special agent team outside the town to confirm.
"Uh-huh."
After hanging up the phone, Grant whispered in Constantine's ear, "Our people will not be affected outside the town. This old man's thinking has been interfered with."
"Let your people send people in and ask them one by one. It's best to confirm the range of people it can interfere with."
Constantine gave a suggestion, and Grant immediately dispatched tasks to his subordinates.
In the following time, they chatted with the old man who drove the boat about the gossip in the town, and seeing that there were really no more clues, they resolutely bid farewell and left as soon as they landed.
The uncle who drove the boat was a little sullen. The two of them left as soon as they could. Did he still have interesting stories about going to elementary school?
The two walked quickly, and first went to check the lost boat last night. At noon, they had a meal in the restaurant. Grant received the investigation report from his subordinates. Everyone, including the police station, was affected. Not curious at all.
In the afternoon, according to the contents of the manuscript, the two found the lakeside villa recorded in the manuscript on the shore of Juke Lake.
It is said to be a villa, but it is more like a clinic, a place for artists who have problems in their hearts to recuperate.
Musicians, rock singers, painters, and poets walked in all the way. Although there were not many patients, most of them behaved weirdly, like neurotics.
"Heh, I can imagine how Alan Wake felt when he came here for the first time."
With a faint mockery, Constantine and the two found Alice in the innermost office.
"Please sit down. This is the treatment center of a certain doctor before. I will live here temporarily, and help the patients here by the way."
Alan Wake did not appear here, and Alice poured two glasses of water to entertain them.
"Ms. Alice, we want to ask you some questions."
Seeing that the other person looked good, Grant played the role of an assistant very well, placing a manuscript in front of her.
"That's it?" Alice asked.
"We found a manuscript in the wooden house on Huxin Island yesterday. Some of the contents recorded on it are very interesting. You can take a look."
"The cabin?"
"Yes."
"."
No longer talking, and lowering her head to read the text on this manuscript, Alice's voice sounded a little frustrated.
"Sure enough. Whether you want it or not, it's like a moth caught in a spider's web. The weaver of fate has already prepared everything."
She took out a manuscript from her bosom, placed it in front of the two of them, pointed to a passage on it and read.
"After the two of Constantine and Alice met Alice, endless murderous intent surrounded the villa, and in a corner they couldn't see, the power of darkness began to move around."
Raising her face, Alice's eyes were full of solemnity.
"You two, you are in trouble!"
(End of this chapter)
anyone? !
"Quick, Grant, speed up! I want to know who that man is?!"
Grant in the cockpit increased his horsepower, and the engine rushed forward with a buzzing sound.
They soon came to the shore, and as soon as they got off the boat, they ran towards the direction of the wooden house.
Peng! !
Kicking open the wooden door violently, the two quickly searched the house. The house did not have the smell of decay and dampness. There was not even a speck of dust on the ground. It was as clean as if someone had lived in it and cleaned it.
They searched room by room, searching all over in a short period of time. Unfortunately, they didn't find anyone, as if the previous figure was just an illusion.
But that's impossible, the other party must still be on this island, and Constantine believed in his own judgment and was about to go out to find it.
"Konstantin, here is a manuscript!"
A shout from Grant called Constantine to a manuscript lying quietly on the floor of a room.
The above content clearly records that they will come to the wooden house on the island in the middle of the lake tonight, and have a good sleep here, and then in the afternoon of the next day, in a certain doctor's lakeside villa Meet Ms. Alice.
"The contents of this manuscript accurately predicted our arrival, and also predicted tomorrow."
Holding this manuscript, Constantine felt more and more weird.
They are like the plot characters in the novel, following the content and rhythm written by the author, to advance the plot step by step.
But there is a problem here. If the characters in the book see the script that will happen to them next, will they continue to follow the content of the manuscript?
"For example, now, if the two of us choose to leave here immediately, then this prophecy will."
Grant hadn't finished his proposal when a familiar buzz came from outside.
Before he had time to say anything else, Grant's face changed, and he pulled out his handgun and rushed out of the house immediately.
boom!boom!
The dim light and heavy rain completely interfered with his vision. Two consecutive bullets missed the target, and he could only see a figure driving their boat away unwillingly.
"Fake!"
Walking back with a gloomy face, Grant was about to explain the situation to Constantine, but was shocked to find that Constantine was already lying on the bed, looking like he was going to sleep.
"."
Embarrassed, Grant asked blankly.
"Konstantin, what are you doing?"
"Sleep~" Konstantin gave him a blank look, and he replied very calmly.
"I know, I mean, uh, our boat was stolen just now, don't you worry at all?"
Grant couldn't handle it anymore. He gestured with his hands, trying to let the other party understand the current predicament.
"worry about what?"
Covering his body with the quilt, Constantine closed his eyes, turned sideways and said indifferently.
"Compared to the trivial matter of the boat being stolen, I want to verify the prophecy in the manuscript! Alright, Grant, stop talking nonsense and go to sleep."
"."
Feeling helpless, he called the other party twice. Seeing that the other party no longer paid attention to him, Grant could only walk out of the room full of thoughts.
When he came to the lobby, he found a coffee machine and made himself a cup of coffee. Grant took out his mobile phone and secretly reported the current situation to his boss.
"Yes, I have been secretly observing him. Manuscript Um, I understand Constantine? He is, uh, sleeping very soundly now."
snoring
Listening to Constantine's loud snoring, Grant hung up the phone speechlessly.
Constantine, in this weird place, you sleep so soundly?
Is it really good?
[Mood value from Grant Ward +1400]
Sitting down on a chair by the window with a stern face, Grant wiped his bloodshot eyes, took a big sip of coffee, and prepared to get through the night with the air of a senior agent.
"It's so cold!"
The next morning, Constantine came out of the house with a stretched waist, and saw Grant's dark circles at a glance.
"Dude, you can't do this! Even an agent should take a break when it's time to rest. After all, you've been driving for such a long time, aren't you sleepy?"
Shet!
His eyes were bloodshot, and Grant sneezed hard. He stayed up all night and nothing happened.
As the saying goes, if there is no comparison, there will be no harm, so unhappy, so unhappy!
"Konstantin, are you really big-hearted? Without the boat, how do we go back?"
After saying something indifferent, Grant's face darkened.
"Isn't there you? I can't believe that there are no people near this town!"
Constantine replied with a smile, then pointed out the window.
"Look, pick up our boat, here it comes~"
Turning his head and watching a yacht approaching, Grant was silent.
Falk, do you want to cooperate like this! ?
[Mood value from Grant Ward +1414]
Very well, the yacht heard their calls and picked them up.
The man who drove the boat was a talkative old man. Through talking with him, Constantine found that the other party was not curious about the wooden house on the island in the middle of the lake.
"Sir, don't you think it's strange that the wooden house appeared?"
Unable to bear it, Grant stepped forward to ask.
The old man gave him a strange look and said, "What's so strange? Isn't the wooden house always there?"
Um? x2
Grant and Constantine looked at each other silently, took out their mobile phone and called the special agent team outside the town to confirm.
"Uh-huh."
After hanging up the phone, Grant whispered in Constantine's ear, "Our people will not be affected outside the town. This old man's thinking has been interfered with."
"Let your people send people in and ask them one by one. It's best to confirm the range of people it can interfere with."
Constantine gave a suggestion, and Grant immediately dispatched tasks to his subordinates.
In the following time, they chatted with the old man who drove the boat about the gossip in the town, and seeing that there were really no more clues, they resolutely bid farewell and left as soon as they landed.
The uncle who drove the boat was a little sullen. The two of them left as soon as they could. Did he still have interesting stories about going to elementary school?
The two walked quickly, and first went to check the lost boat last night. At noon, they had a meal in the restaurant. Grant received the investigation report from his subordinates. Everyone, including the police station, was affected. Not curious at all.
In the afternoon, according to the contents of the manuscript, the two found the lakeside villa recorded in the manuscript on the shore of Juke Lake.
It is said to be a villa, but it is more like a clinic, a place for artists who have problems in their hearts to recuperate.
Musicians, rock singers, painters, and poets walked in all the way. Although there were not many patients, most of them behaved weirdly, like neurotics.
"Heh, I can imagine how Alan Wake felt when he came here for the first time."
With a faint mockery, Constantine and the two found Alice in the innermost office.
"Please sit down. This is the treatment center of a certain doctor before. I will live here temporarily, and help the patients here by the way."
Alan Wake did not appear here, and Alice poured two glasses of water to entertain them.
"Ms. Alice, we want to ask you some questions."
Seeing that the other person looked good, Grant played the role of an assistant very well, placing a manuscript in front of her.
"That's it?" Alice asked.
"We found a manuscript in the wooden house on Huxin Island yesterday. Some of the contents recorded on it are very interesting. You can take a look."
"The cabin?"
"Yes."
"."
No longer talking, and lowering her head to read the text on this manuscript, Alice's voice sounded a little frustrated.
"Sure enough. Whether you want it or not, it's like a moth caught in a spider's web. The weaver of fate has already prepared everything."
She took out a manuscript from her bosom, placed it in front of the two of them, pointed to a passage on it and read.
"After the two of Constantine and Alice met Alice, endless murderous intent surrounded the villa, and in a corner they couldn't see, the power of darkness began to move around."
Raising her face, Alice's eyes were full of solemnity.
"You two, you are in trouble!"
(End of this chapter)
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