Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 292: Less and Less Time for Humanity
The Violin Killer is one of the founders of the Blood Strings.

Initially, speculation about the origin of the Blood Strings was basically based on the idea that they were from the human world. After all, people in a violent world rarely have the temperament to run such a thing.

Instead of engaging in this kind of cross-border business, it would be simpler and easier for them to directly seize the territory.

Of course, to be able to achieve this level, it also has connections with Dadu.

The Blood String Group relied on their connections in Xinjiang Wen Street to quietly maintain the previous situation, but unfortunately, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse due to some unexpected circumstances.

However, Doris and Zheng Fan were not to blame for this. They had provoked Jiang Hui because of their spontaneous activities. Jiang Sijia was not a good person, and it was only a matter of time before they were investigated.

The collapse of the Blood Strings has also shaken their relationship in the capital. As an offline group, their reputation among relevant people has declined, and some cooperation has been withdrawn. What they need now is to be saved.

Isn't this just perfect, because the Gray People are currently in a period where no one is available.

With the help of Changshenghui as an intermediary, both parties get what they need.

Although the Blood Strings didn't have many people on their own, they were good at increasing temporary manpower through threats and kidnapping, and they had ways in the violent world. This kind of thing really seemed like anyone could do it, but the Gray People just didn't want to do this kind of thing, so it was just right for the Blood Strings to take over.

As for the violin killer, he didn't come all the way from Jiangwen Street just to get involved in human trafficking.

He came personally to do the work for the Grays. Since Stanley Street was far away, the Grays could not spare any help, and the Violin Killer was relatively close so he came along as well.

In terms of results, it is better not to let the killer do anything other than murder and arson. If he suddenly feels the urge to kill while walking on the road, he will look for passers-by to have a chance. If he succeeds, it is indeed no problem, at most it will delay him a little. If he fails and is beaten, then the plan will be declared bankrupt.

"What is he here for?" Doris was more concerned about this.

Stanley Street was their current residence, and she would certainly not want to be involved in any inexplicable conspiracy.

"Bribery, threats, propaganda, and if possible, some more in-depth arrangements. However, since he is dead, the subsequent advanced parts don't matter." Zheng Fan didn't explain it too clearly.

Doris realized that Zheng Fan's subtext was that even if she was told this part, she probably wouldn't understand it, and Zheng Fan should have already made a plan.

"Do you need my help?" Although she knew it, it didn't stop her from asking.

"It's okay. These things are a bit too in-depth for young people like you who have just arrived in the metropolis. It will only burden you if you talk about them. Just leave it to the professional binary girls."

Doris could only sigh: "I can't do much except provide a little help in combat effectiveness."

Others who were eating together: “…”

No, sister, if you say that, then doesn't that mean they can't even be considered as fighting forces?
Although what Doris said was not wrong, it was a little hard for others to accept that Doris was criticizing herself.

"It's good to have fighting ability. If you don't have fighting ability, your life will be arranged by your friends who have a strong desire for control for the rest of your life."

……

"Ah!"

"Luo Ye, are you going to die?" The man in front of him looked at the sneezing Luo Ye, his eyes widened in fear, just like a prince seeing the emperor who had always been in good health suddenly talking about passing on the throne one day. There was a little fear in the expectation.

"I think you want to die. Let's continue to talk things out."

"You sneezed. I've never seen you sneeze before. To be more precise, you've never shown any sign of weakness before."

"This, that's probably the only thing that can make me sneeze. Ugh, not fun."

...After having dinner with Doris, Zheng Fan returned from Stanley Street.

Reading it backwards, I found that Jiang Si was flipping through the manuscript with a tingling sensation on his scalp. It seemed to be from Mr. Wang. He had really good handwriting, both in Chinese and English. He could even write his manuscripts in different languages. It was a strange habit.

The content of the manuscript is "On the Thinking Value Brought by Eternity". What the hell, a strange sense of philosophy. Is this what I wanted Jiang Si to learn when I gave her to Mr. Wang?
However, after Zheng Fan took a quick look at it, he felt it was pretty good.

Anyway, as for things like strength, Jiang Si is currently in a situation where he can upgrade even while lying down. After all, he is a zombie. Perhaps it would be even better to find a good feng shui spot to bury him.

Rather than dwelling on the emotional gap between the two worlds caused by his own peculiar talent, it wouldn't be a bad thing to shift his focus a little to this pursuit.

So he didn't bother her too much. He originally wanted to ask Jiang Si if she wanted to have a midnight snack, but now he thought it was uncivilized to have a midnight snack in someone else's library, so he gave up.

Then he returned to Lin Yilin.

Lin Yilin hadn't slept yet. Recently, Lin Yilin's commissions were limited to consultation and acceptance in the morning, and she would stay at home to do her work in the afternoon.

In front of the computer, he quickly coordinates the information that comes in from time to time and directs the people below to take action.

Like a chess player moving her pieces, she has no distractions...

"Mr. Hallucination?" Lin Yilin suddenly turned her head and saw Zheng Fan sitting on the windowsill with his back to the moon. His whole body was shrouded in shadow, with only his gray eyes emitting a little light.

Lin Yilin looked into those eyes and her fingers couldn't help but slow down.

"Looks like he's very busy." Zheng Fan said.

“It’s okay. Actually, I’ve already mentioned the important points. But I still wanted to speed it up, so I made some fine adjustments myself. Before I knew it, I couldn’t stop.” Lin Yilin said, without looking away.

Zheng Fan got down from the windowsill and said, "You've been staring at me for more than ten seconds. Normally, you'll look away after three seconds."

Lin Yilin still didn't look away and replied, "Mr. Illusion, do you care how long you are being stared at? This is really new information."

"You can do it too, right? It's just simple visual sensitivity and anti-reconnaissance qualities. So, is there something about me that hasn't returned to normal?" Zheng Fan rubbed his face, really crumpling his facial features into a ball, looking quite scary.

Lin Yilin couldn't help laughing and turned her head away: "No. It's just that Mr. Illusion doesn't stay in human form very often these days. It's rare to see him and the picture is very good under the moon, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances."

Zheng Fan put the facial features in the right position: "Is that so? I rarely use the human form now?"

"In recent weeks, most of them are black sparrows and cats. I have pretended to be my earthworm twenty times, snakes fourteen times, bats thirty-six times, sea slugs seven times, jellyfish twice, Styx jellyfish once, Portuguese man-of-war once, Alien five times, Predator twice, Thanos once, Black Giant once, Botanical robot twice, and a bunch of ghosts..."

Zheng Fan was stunned when he heard this: "Wow, it seems that the existence time of my human form is indeed getting shorter and shorter."

"That's right, and your nose is in the wrong place."

Zheng Fan listened, touched it and turned around.

"Half a centimeter to the left."

You know this as well?
Zheng Fan was too lazy to adjust it and just restored it to factory settings.

It is harder than you think to force yourself to fight.

(End of this chapter)