Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 240 Special Ladder

At night, Xia Shou fell asleep holding the video that Su Weiyu had taken for him during the day.

When he threw the USB flash drive containing the video in front of Little Red Riding Hood, she raised her head and looked at him in disbelief. Even though Xia Shou could not see the expression behind the plaster headgear, he could still feel the emotion clearly.

"So fast?" Little Red Riding Hood was a little bit unbelieving. She took the USB drive into the box and decided to check it carefully.

As he inserted the USB drive into the computer, he said, "There is actually someone who is faster than you, but he specializes in this. I didn't expect you to be so fast. Are you from the Control Bureau? On the surface, you are acting alone, but in fact, there is a large group of people behind you to help you."

He said this in a joking tone, never expecting that he had guessed right.

Then, the video began to play, and the first thing that appeared in the video was Xia Shou's back. Because it was recorded with an ordinary camera, the spirit Alice naturally did not appear in it.

Seeing this scene, Little Red Riding Hood took a deep breath and looked at Xia Shou in disbelief.

"sharp."

This sense of the lens, this distance, it doesn't look like the result that can be obtained by following and taking secret photos.

The distance between the photographer and the person being followed was no more than ten meters!
You know, another video he received before was shot from a high-rise building several thousand meters away with an ultra-high magnification camera. In the several hours of video content, only the target's upper body could be seen 80% of the time. Only 10% of the time, because the target entered the interior of the building, the follower took the risk to follow in and briefly shot a video of more than ten seconds.

Looking at the video that Faust sent him, he doubted whether it was a secret shot. The shooting angle and distance made it seem as if he had made an appointment with the other party to shoot a life vlog!

"Did you take this photo yourself?" Little Red Riding Hood asked in surprise.

"You don't need to know this. It may have been taken by me, or it may have been taken by a friend I asked." Xia Shou said coldly.

Little Red Riding Hood nodded and tactfully stopped asking questions.

Little Red Riding Hood fast-forwarded the video, browsed around, and confirmed that this video was an ultra-high-quality follow-up video from beginning to end, which could definitely meet the employer's requirements.

No, it’s more than just satisfying, the quality has definitely exceeded the employer’s psychological expectations!

"The quality is very high. According to the agreement, one week of observation video can be exchanged for one page of epic fragments. But if it is of this quality, I can help you negotiate the price." Little Red Riding Hood paused and emphasized, "If it is a battle scene, ten minutes can be exchanged for two pages."

Xia Shou nodded: "I'll see to it. Last time I asked you to tell Ximen Qing about Yuezhuo Village, did you tell him?"

"I've already told you that he should be here by this time. If you wait for a while, you might run into him."

"Please continue to pay attention to the matter of the Blood God's relic. I will also continue to observe the trump card."

Xia Shou walked out of the box and immediately noticed Ximen Qing standing at the counter.

He approached him from behind and patted Ximen Qing on the shoulder.

Ximen Qing turned around and saw Xia Shou, and said excitedly: "Faust! You are finally here! Oh my God, you..."

Halfway through his speech, Ximen Qing suddenly stopped talking, lowered his voice, leaned closer to Xia Shou, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I understand what the midnight radio is used for."

"What do you think the midnight radio is used for?" Xia Shou asked calmly.

"It's the method to climb up the seven-branched history tree." Ximen Qing said very seriously.

Hearing this, Xia Shou couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He had guessed this a long time ago, but he still pretended to be ignorant and continued to ask in detail: "What should we do specifically?"

"Without sufficient information, I can't be 100% sure, but I think Midnight Radio is also a very special type among the many 'ladders'!" Ximen Qing said with great certainty.

"Ladder?" Xia Shou noticed a term he had never heard of before. The ladder the other party mentioned was obviously not the ladder that ordinary people understood.

Ximen Qing saw Xia Shou's confusion and patiently explained, "Ladder is a common name for the means of climbing the tree of history. There are many ways to travel through time. The agent has set up many channels for us to return to the past, which can be a door, a token, a ritual, or a strange phenomenon. These methods are collectively called ladders... and the midnight radio is undoubtedly a very special one among them!"

Xia Shou sat up straight and asked softly, "What's the special method?"

“Generally speaking, the length and orientation of the ladder are fixed, and one way of traveling can only go back to a fixed historical node.

Um... let me think about it. Let me give you an example... Imagine the Seven-branched History Tree as a towering tree. The earlier the age, the taller the branches. A hundred years ago, the branches might have been only ten meters high, and two hundred years ago, they might have been twenty meters high. The crown of the tree was so far back in time that it dates back to the ancient times before humans were even born, and there is no record of it.

There are ladders hanging on these branches, which are specially prepared for us by the agents of the gods.

The ladders on the branches close to the ground have one end firmly fixed on the branches and the other end placed at an angle on the ground for people to climb. The length of the ladder here is measured in time. Some ladders are a hundred years long, so you can climb up for a maximum of a hundred years, and the earliest you can go back to the past is a hundred years ago.

If the end of this ladder is hooked on the branch in 1950, we can immediately climb up this ladder and go back to 1950. But as time goes by, the seven-branched history tree will continue to grow and become taller, and the branches close to the ground will also gradually become taller. By 2051, the original 2051-year-long ladder will not be able to touch the ground in 1950, because its upper end is nailed to , and its own length is only years!

If we want to use it, we have to go back at least a year and step up the ladder from a year ago.

Generally speaking, almost all ladders have a fixed top, which is an anchor point nailed by agents for climbers, but some situations are different, such as this midnight radio station!

That’s what I’m going to tell you now!”

Xia Shou's curiosity was completely aroused. It was the first time he heard of this theory. Comparing the seven-branched historical tree to a real big tree and the method of time travel to a ladder, this theory sounded very vivid and easy to understand.

"Interesting, go on." Xia Shou urged.

"Miss Sister, please come here!"

Ximen Qing called out to a nun-looking person behind the bar counter, asking her to make him a martini.

Ximen Qing noticed Xia Shou's wary look and explained, "That's the missionary who left behind to help with odd jobs at the club. It's okay."

Xia Shou nodded, motioning for the other party to continue.

Ximen Qing organized his words and got to the point: "I am sure that the midnight radio is different. The manifestation of this ladder in reality is a strange phenomenon. By listening to the weird midnight radio, a ghost taxi is called and then sent to Yuezhuo Village.

This is nothing surprising, and this is not what I want to talk about.

What I want to say is... the operating rules of this strange phenomenon only change slightly in each era.

In our time, midnight radio stations could call in ghost taxis, which is the appearance of this ladder today.

In the 18th century, this strange phenomenon might have been called the Midnight Opera, and the means of transportation it summoned might have been a ghostly steam train.

In earlier times, it might have been horse-drawn carriages, and every era should have its own corresponding 'midnight radio station'. Although the format is changing, the essence of telling and interpreting stories will not change... Do you understand?"

Ximen Qing drank the cocktail glass in one gulp. He coughed violently a few times behind his plaster headgear. He narrated while coughing:
“Ahem… Ahem! You… You can probably only reach the past of the 19th century by taking a ghost taxi using the midnight radio. But at that point in time, you might be able to watch an abnormal play in the theater and take a ghost steam train to go back to an even more distant past.

Although the means of transportation may change in each era, the essential rules of this strange phenomenon have not changed at all!
That is, they are ladders produced by the agents from the same factory!"

Ximen Qing grabbed Xia Shou's hand and squeezed it hard, his mouth almost close to Xia Shou's ear: "I'll be the first to tell you about this discovery. If you agree to one condition, I won't tell anyone else!"

"What conditions?"

"Help me save someone."

"Who?"

"I'll tell you later... I believe in you. There are some key preparations that I haven't made yet. I'll tell you when I'm ready. You just have to promise me. I don't ask you to do it absolutely, just do your best." Ximen Qing chose his words very carefully, as if he wanted to avoid appearing too tough.

But this actually made it possible to see at a glance his nervousness and extreme anxiety.

In Xia Shou's opinion, Ximen Qing's tone of voice just now was like a hanged man with his hands and feet tied behind his back. The rope around his neck was stretched to the limit, and the one-legged stool under his feet was shaky. He might be hanged at any time, but he still said, "Don't rush to rescue me."

This guy is either a super actor or a simple-minded, foolish person.

Based on what he did in the club last time, Xia Shou felt that the other party was the latter.

"If that's the case, then I can agree to it for now." Xia Shou promised.

Ximen Qing was stunned for a moment and let out a short laugh from his throat, just like a candidate who found out he had failed in the college entrance examination when checking his answers, but after the results were announced, he found out that he had just passed the line. The unexpected relief was all entangled in his short laugh.

"I can definitely help you. I will keep the discovery of the midnight radio station a secret, but I have to tell you in advance that I may not be the only one who knows this secret. In addition to me, there is at least one other person who knows it... and that person knew it earlier than I did."

Xia Shou looked around cautiously. The members of the club were divided into small groups of three or four, keeping a considerable distance from each other, and no one was looking in their direction.

"Who else knows?" Xia Shou asked.

"Sparrow." Ximen Qing pondered for a moment and suddenly asked, "Have you heard of a ship? The Flying Dutchman."

(End of this chapter)