The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 179 It's really moving, so the fake one has to move too?

The sound of violent explosions and vibrations from the outside seemed as if something had been opened.

Walking to the window, Gwen saw a scene like looking at the sky from the bottom of a well, and could barely see the setting sun outside the lake.The floating algal creatures, and some wandering aquatic cat lights.He realized that there was absolutely no information from the outside world here.

He turned to Yeka, "Is there a way for you to see what's going on outside?"

"Yes, there is, but it's unlikely that you can see what you want to see. Is that okay?"

"I'm sorry to trouble you," Gwen said calmly.

"it is good."

Yeka took out a mosaic oil painting, and when Gwen saw it, he couldn't help saying, "What an ugly painting."

This is the first feeling. This painting is stitched together by more than ten different canvases of different colors. It looks dizzy and disgusting. Floating, rolling.

"It's ugly, right?" Yeka spoke with a little complacency, "But this thing, even if it's Laura or Middleria, they all want to get this picture scroll from me. This is a pure witch prop—"

Gwen's eyes widened, and Curseblade's eyes widened.

The two looked in disbelief, which discouraged Yeka, "Well, it's a replica of pure witch props. One of the more famous props among witch props is called a closed-loop monitor, and this is its replica version .I was responsible for the installation of a series of surveillance cameras for the Homelander, leaving a lot of back doors in it for the convenience of my props.”

"Isn't it illegal to leave the back door?"

Yeka blinked, "And then? Are you going to report me and send me to jail? Come on, in Utopia, who doesn't leave a way out when doing things? Even the workers who repair underground cars know how to leave a way out, especially in before the authorities came to power."

After speaking, she adjusted the props.

Gwen asked Cursedblade, "What happened before the authorities came to power?"

"It's the age of the lords, and the carriages are the personal belongings of the lords, so they pay more attention to privacy—"

"Place……"

"So they will silence the people who participated in the construction, so as to protect their secrets. Of course, Yeka said this with a little emotion—"

Yeka snorted beside him.

"Because it's not that this type of thing ended after the authorities came to power, but because the number of construction engineers became less and less, and the price became more and more expensive. The lords and car captains found that they could invite them with only a bag of gems in the first place. There are almost five boxes of gems for the architects, and more and more people can’t afford to hire them. If you kill the architects again, it may not be the authorities who are attacking you, but the captains of other carriages are attacking you.”

"It's an unimaginable unfolding."

"Reality is more illusory than stories, right? Many times when the fantasy works we think have a touch of absurdity, we don't need to write it to be fake, we just need to write it to be true, and that's absurd enough."

Yeka's oil paintings on the wall had already appeared in colorful colors, and pictures that were slightly distorted appeared in them. "Okay, most of the cameras I set up are nearby, used to collect information, have the ability to grasp the market rules, and the entrance is used to control the number of train purchases..."

"So powerful?"

Gwen's eyes widened in surprise.

Curseblade coughed lightly, and patted Gwen's...lower back.At this time, she was a little afraid to provoke this guy who had fallen a little recently, and she didn't know what would happen to him.When Gwen looked over, she gestured with her fingers to a few places on the oil painting.

One is aimed at the menu board at the entrance of the takeaway restaurant, where you can easily see the specials.

One is aimed at the market, and you can also see specials.

……

"It's just, this..." Yeka scratched his face, and said a little red, "...the right time to order the right takeaway, that's all!"

In fact, should it be someone who has been waiting for specials and ordering food as soon as they are free?

Gwen could understand.

When I walked to the oil painting, I found that this angle of view was somewhat similar to that of the makeup mirror sold to me by Cat Valo. Comfortable and doesn't look dizzy.

The place Gwen noticed was a resting pavilion in a teahouse.Utopians are very obsessed with tea. A person can skip meals but not drink tea. For Utopians, there is such a proverb that sounds too extreme.The standing teahouse is quite similar to Kong Yiji, the famous novel by Mr. Lu that Gwen read when he was young. A teahouse has a counter, and most people in Utopia drink tea standing up.

Recently, Utopia left the cold winter carriage, survived the long night, and the warm summer came immediately.

Among them, there are many Ronen people, and many Ronen people have furry ears, especially Utopia's specialty, a type of Ronen called Ice Wolf Ronen, but it is actually Samoyed Ronen, with fluffy white fluffy ears. Canine ears, with thicker hair, and they are more delicate and good-looking.Watching them walk into the teahouse, take off their hoods, and reveal their wet dog ears, the softness in their hearts will be triggered.

Gwen looked, not to see these white-haired dogs wipe their sweat and drink tea, and smile with cute canine teeth.

But to get some useful information from their barks full of unknown meanings.

……

"Sukawang!" The person who spoke was a beautiful young man with big eyes, a slender swan neck, and a delicate collarbone that looked hot enough—no, pure enough.

"That hotel actually exploded! Where do I want to stay for a few days..."

"Lie!" His companion tugged his fluffy white tail violently. "You've been standing here drinking tea with me, you Suka still want to live in such an expensive place?"

"Dreams can't work!"

"How about the damage to the Butchers Hotel? Huh."

"It seems that two towers were blown up? It seems that two high-end suites are missing. Probably, a small half is paralyzed and cannot be operated. At present, the armored squirrel rescue team will slowly drag it to the maintenance garage..."

……

After getting the news, Gwen was still a little surprised: "Did they blow up that hotel?"

This is too rampant, right?But Gwen realized that the mood in his heart at this time was not beyond shock, but a little surprised, as if he had instinctively felt that the other party might do this.Killing the special commissioner of the authorities is not just a matter of killing imperial envoys. The authorities are not a completely rational political group. There are internal struggles among them, but they will show a rare quality to the outside world, that is, they would rather suffer losses than kill them. The character of the enemy.

The commissioner of the authorities was killed, which meant that the authorities had been seriously provoked, and now letting Long Yan deal with it was just to save face.

The authorities' troops are on their way.

If it is really the case of some extreme heretics, then there may be a chance for them to flee to the wilderness at this time...

But that's not crazy at all.

The real insanity is to continue to provoke the authorities under the circumstances of knowing that you will die [-]% if you stay, directly blowing up the building of the Butchers Hotel and paralyzing it.

So insane, so provocative.

This is like the epilepsy peak player.

"It is also to destroy the evidence and restart the story. No matter who the perpetrator is, he has only one clear goal, which is to increase the number of suspects. The original suspects have been locked up between you and Long Yan and the two of you. But now after this thing explodes, the original evidence has disappeared, even if you and I say that the suspect is on the original suspect, the evidence cannot be limited.”

There is a special punishment configuration in Utopia, which is the principle of unbelief.

The principle of disbelief means 'do not believe any existing clues in the suspect population'.Among the people who found clues yesterday, only Detective Lal has enough credit.When Detective Lal died, when the whole crime scene was blown up, everyone could be a mind flayer, everyone could be a member of a cult.

The battle royale is about to begin.

……

"Are you worried?" Curseblade asked.

"No. I have become another person, I have deeply entered the core of the strange talk, and I know how to do it." Gwen Kong shook hands, "In the future, we will collect information for many nights , many nights I will hunt, Curseblade, will you help me?"

"I can."

There was a little expectation in her words: "Kill it, when you abandon your reason, the power you can erupt may satisfy my wish and one of my ideas."

"Your idea?"

"I am an indulgent person. But I am also a person who pays great attention to safety. I think the most important thing for people to live in this world is to be safe, to live safely, to work safely and healthily, so that they can enjoy more The fun. For all the items that can be enjoyed, the safety rules are fulfilled, so, I help you help me?"

Even though what the other party said was unclear, Gwen could still feel that the madness in the other party had calmed down a little.This person's thoughts finally changed back to normal people's thoughts. This change is like a cat owner who can subtly feel the cat's emotions.This had to make Gwen feel the benefits of becoming insane again. After becoming insane, these people will suddenly talk to you and talk about dreams.

"What big plans do you have?"

Yeka's expression was slightly puzzled and curious, mixed with a little utopian style of vigilance and caution.As a kind of creature who likes "don't spill blood on me", but also likes to tease things, it can be said that they are more like animals to a certain extent.

like now.

She clearly felt that the two people in front of her might talk about some very dangerous topics, but she couldn't help but want to inquire about the news.This idea is obviously very utopian.

"Get ready for winter."

Curseblade said.

"winter?"

Yeka's face was full of doubts, "Isn't the frost car passing by? The weather will be warm in the future."

"Referring to the current environment, changes are coming soon."

Curse Blade rubbed his temples, "I hope Long Yan can control it."

"How did she control it?"

Yeka was full of curiosity.

"Promulgate the curfew law. If he has staff around him, he will definitely be urged to pass the curfew law."

Gwen has always admired Curseblade's political sensitivity, even though this time the other party said the bill to be passed for no reason, she still calmed down and thought about it.Why did Long Yan promulgate a curfew when he was smart?The curfew bill is a kind of ban on people not going out at night, which usually leads to many unjust, false and wrongly decided cases, and brings a sense of terror while maintaining stability.

"Separating ordinary people from the disputes between Genlishi and pagan members, the entire Utopia is likely to become the battlefield of Yuanlishi, and a pagan activity that is doomed to fight back against the authorities kicked off."

"Why?" Gwen couldn't understand, if the end of rebelling against the authorities was already doomed, then why did the pagan church add fuel to the flames?

"Because this is an excellent opportunity, an excellent opportunity to become an 'immortal', although I don't know what the specific ceremony is, but it is related to the disgusting cannibal ceremony. Ritual methods, trying to become immortals, breaking away from utopia, and slowly gaining their own way in the galaxy."

"So scary?"

Cursed Blade showed a somewhat disdainful expression: "But even if all the members of the Pagan religion on the Fellowship made sacrifices together, it is estimated that there is only a very low probability of creating an immortal..."

Gwen understood immediately.

"Even if the probability is extremely low, someone will want to grab this opportunity, right?"

"That's right, so the Immortals are the source of pain for us Utopians."

When Gwen understood this sentence, it was already the next morning after they came out of Yeka's workshop.

For a moment, Gwen couldn't recognize that this was the botanical garden where they stopped briefly yesterday. A third of the botanical garden was severely damaged.The crudely heart-gouged bodies of cult members that gave him such a headache as a genuine mind flayer littered the floor.A few members of the fellow crew members in high-top military boots were cleaning, and it was really 'poor guy, come out and wash the floor! '.

Out of the botanical garden.

Gwen has only one thought about Main Street, and that is to suspect that someone summoned a giant husky last night...

A lot of railways have been broken, and they are currently being replaced with temporary ones.

The billboards, the authorities' horns—especially the horns—were pulled down and thrown on the ground.

Newspapers, bullet casings, and other valuable garbage are everywhere.

There are also spoiled cans of purified fish scattered all over the ground, making the whole area unacceptable.

You must wear a filter to pass through.

Gwen and Curseblade finally waited for a commuter train that could return to the Sniper Cat. After getting on the train, they read the newspaper and found out:
"Last night alone, there were twenty-five pagan shopping incidents and sixty-eight strange talk incidents, of which mind flayer incidents accounted for 32%..."

(End of this chapter)