Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 170 Guidance
Reason told Sun Hang that this sentence could not have been written for him, but another voice in his mind kept telling him that the "you" in this sentence referred to Sun Hang.

Just now, he inexplicably had an urge to take the camera apart and take a look. Even Yano's advice could not stop this urge, as if something was "calling" him in the camera.

Is this the scroll?
Sun Hang turned the note over and over again, but he didn't find anything special about it except that it was very old. After he took apart the camera, the mysterious attraction completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Sun Hang couldn't help but recall the dream that was interrupted by the three monkeys. The strange sense of familiarity, coupled with the mysterious note... So many clues combined together point to the same fact: Sun Hang once lived in the Nameless Island Research Institute, and lived there for quite a long time.

"Could it be that... I was an experimental subject in this research institute before? Then an accident happened inside the institute, and I escaped and have been hiding ever since?" Sun Hang had some doubts about his life experience, but soon he felt that this doubt was totally untenable.

Not to mention the issue of his age, the images in his memory alone proved that Sun Hang could definitely not be an experimental subject.

He found that he was familiar with every corner of the institute, but it was impossible for the experimental subjects to have been to every corner of the institute. As the subjects of research, their lives would only be more monotonous than those of office workers who only went between two points.

"Maybe it devoured the memory of a researcher?" Sun Hang tried to find a logical explanation, but the voice in his subconscious gave a completely opposite answer.

I used to live on this island. I have been to every place here. I am very familiar with every inch of land here...

Even for those researchers, it is impossible to know every hidden corner here.

"What exactly is going on?"

Just as Sun Hang's breathing began to become rapid, another yellowed piece of paper slowly floated down from the air and landed at his feet.

"Hey! Another piece of paper!" said the fisherman excitedly.

Sun Hang raised his head and looked towards the dome, and could only see the criss-crossing steel structures. As for where the piece of paper came from, there was no trace at all.

He bent down and picked up the piece of paper, and the fisherman next to him couldn't help but urge him: "Yano, hurry up and see what's written on this piece of paper!"

There was still a sentence in Russian on the piece of paper.

"Long time no see, I missed you so much." Yano said this with a strange expression on his face.

"Ah?" The corners of the fisherman's mouth twitched a few times. "Why does it sound like a love letter... Damn it, can weird creatures fall in love?"

"There is another line of words on the back." Sun Hang turned the paper over and glanced at Yano.

"Please follow the instructions, and we will meet again in the end." Yano translated it word by word, "That's what it means, instructions... could it mean..."

Before he finished speaking, the row of lights above his head suddenly changed color.

The white lights went out and were replaced by red emergency lights. These red lights made the streets look like they were covered with a layer of dark red blood film, and even the air seemed to become thicker.

"Are they asking us to follow the red lights?" Yano asked in astonishment, "Are the words on these pieces of paper addressed to us?!"

"Long time no see? Who hasn't seen me for a long time?" The fisherman shook his head stiffly. "Nonsense... I guess when these words were written, my grandfather wasn't even a fertilized egg yet, how can it be a long time no see?"

"Perhaps you have been here in your previous life." Sun Hang glanced at him, "You owed a lot of peach blossom debts, and now the female ghost has come to your door."

"Tsk, it would be great if there really is a female ghost." The fisherman said calmly, "My golden hoop will make that female ghost wish she were dead, but she can't live!"

"I'm afraid that if you really see that female ghost, your golden hoop will turn into a green tongue." "What should we do now? Should we really follow this 'guidance'?" Yano said worriedly, "Although the tone of the messages on these pieces of paper is very ambiguous, no one knows who the message writers are, and we're not sure whether these 'you' refer to us... What if, I mean what if, we really see that thing..."

"I'm thinking about something else." Sun Hang said, "Do you think those Ansa hunters have also picked up pieces of paper like this?"

"There are traces of their passing here," the fisherman said, "but whether he picked up this piece of paper or not, only God knows."

"Let's go." Sun Hang stuffed the two pieces of paper into his pocket and walked in the direction indicated by the red light.

"Are you really going?" the fisherman asked, hurrying up.

"What else can we do? We have finally obtained clear guidance. We can't just ignore this clue, right?" Sun Hang asked back.

"No, that's not what I meant." The fisherman shook his head. "I meant, what if this is a trap?"

"Does it look like it to you?"

The fisherman nodded vigorously.

"Then don't follow me, I'll go by myself." Sun Hang didn't say much and walked forward on his own.

But after walking a few steps, the fisherman and Yano caught up with him.

"Don't you think this is a trap?" Sun Hang asked with his head tilted.

"Since it's a trap, I can't let you go alone." The fisherman said, "I know I'm not as strong as you, but what if I'm just a little bit short at the critical moment? Besides, you have to have someone to help you watch behind you, right?"

"There's no need for you to take risks with me." Sun Hang advised sincerely.

He really didn't want the two of them to come with him, not only because he felt he didn't have the ability to guarantee their safety, but also because this matter would most likely involve his own life experience... This level of secret might become a burden for the two of them.

A deadly burden.

Even though Sun Hang himself was reluctant to admit it, he had to face this fact.

I used to be a guy full of secrets and troubles.

"I just don't want to turn back like this." The fisherman said, "Don't get me wrong, I don't really want to help you. I'm just interested in the Nameless Island Research Institute itself and the motives of those Anglo-Saxons."

"Tsundere has retired from the scene."

"You're so proud of me." The fisherman's face flushed red. "Just think of it as me disliking those Anglo-Saxons and wanting to ruin their good fortune!"

"so what?"

"So... eh?!" The fisherman suddenly raised his head and found that the person who had just responded to him was not Sun Hang, but a strange hunter with a gloomy face and wearing a cloak.

Without any warning, he appeared in the middle of the road, ten steps away from the three people.

(End of this chapter)