quadruple sleep

Chapter 337 How do you know he didn’t write, direct, and act in the film himself?
The tent didn't disappear, but it couldn't be seen.

Fang Sheng felt a chill spreading from her body, even her fingertips were cold. She looked at Hang Si, her face as pale as if she had bled, and murmured, "I can understand every word you said, but why is it so hard to understand the meaning when you put it together..."

Hang Si put her hands towards the stove to keep warm, staring at the firewood in the stove, which was burning vigorously, and the flames were swaying wantonly. She knew Fang Sheng well, and she was usually a carefree and optimistic person. This was the second time she looked so lost and dejected. The first time was on the surveillance screen, the year she lost contact.

At that time, Qiao Yuan showed her the video. In the video, Fang Sheng was looking for her like crazy. She asked everyone if they had seen her, and her eyes were full of fear. Qiao Yuan used the welfare home and Fang Sheng as bargaining chips and said to her, "If you are not good, how can I send someone to report it? If you don't report it, they will be worried and crazy."

He sighed again and said, Asi, there are people in this world who care about you, you must cherish them and not do anything that will make them worry.

Seeing this kind of worry, it can be seen that Fang Sheng is really scared. That’s right, how can a normal person normally see such a situation under normal circumstances?
Hang Si said, "To give an example that is not quite accurate, it's like being trapped in a maze. The way out is right in front of you, but no matter how you turn, you're still going in circles... Well," she thought for a moment, and it was really not accurate, so she simply said it bluntly, "It's literally what it means. They're still there, but we're blinded, so we can't see them."

Fang Sheng became even more uneasy after hearing this. "I thought this kind of trick only appeared in movies and TV dramas..."

"To put it bluntly, it's a blind spot. This happens a lot in real life. You look for something everywhere and find it right in front of you. The principle is the same." Hang Si's palms were very hot, and her fingers felt slightly swollen. She clenched her hands and they were very dry. She turned her hands over and continued to warm the backs of her hands. "There are many reasons for blind spots, some are physiological, some are psychological, and some are simply due to angles. There are strong airflow changes here, and strange magnetic field and current waves are generated after snowing. I have never felt this way before. This may be the biggest reason for our blind spots."

Fang Sheng understood and nodded, but the worry between his brows remained. "Was it the murderer's doing? If so, then he must be very capable."

"This can't be an accident. It started when we entered the magnetic field, so it must be related to the murderer." Hang Si narrowed his eyes slightly, rubbed his hands again, and turned the pages back and forth thoughtfully. "The murderer calculated the time and place of our arrival, or in other words, we have walked step by step to where we are now according to the path planned by the murderer."

Fang Sheng also gradually calmed down and came forward to warm her hands. "Then the question is, what does the murderer want to do by doing this? Eh?" She was thinking actively and asked suddenly, "We can't see them, so where are they?"

"According to the circumstances, their situation is the same as ours."

Fang Sheng slapped his thigh, "So the question is, what does the murderer want to do? Take the opportunity to kill people? If that's the case, then won't we be in danger soon?"

Hang Si rubbed her knees with both hands, thinking, and shook her head. "If killing people here was the murderer's purpose, he wouldn't have to hide it from Lu Nanshen until now. So... what exactly does he want to do?"

The tent was in complete silence, and even the sound of falling snow could be heard, and the dry wood in the stove occasionally made crackling sounds. There was a lot of snow, and the top of the tent was slightly pressed down.

Hang Si stared at the flickering flames in the furnace, and suddenly said, "We said before that the murderer is very likely to know Lu Nanshen's situation. If he really knows, then the murderer's purpose this time is very clear."

Fang Sheng was startled and looked up at her, "You mean the murderer wants to deal with Lu Nanshen's secondary personality."

"He wanted to take the opportunity to kill Lu Nanshen's secondary personality, or," Hang Si paused, the uneasiness in her heart expanding like ripples, "he wanted to use this opportunity to let them kill each other." She felt a sore throat, as if it was burned by fire, so she moved the chair back and continued, "The murderer is not nearby, at least we didn't find any traces of the murderer along the way, so even if he wanted to kill, he didn't have the conditions to do so. The most likely possibility is that he used the sound to instigate murder."

The more Fang Sheng listened, the more frightened she felt. She didn't feel hot at all, but felt even colder. After a long while, she asked again, "It must be the murderer?"

Hang Si looked up at her.

Fang Sheng licked his lips and found them dry and painful. "What's the name of that invisible personality? Oh, yes, it's called Wei Chang. Isn't he the most secretive and the most difficult to figure out? Could it be that everything is his conspiracy?" After saying this, Fang Sheng's heart beat very fast, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.

Hang Si shook her head subconsciously when she heard this, "Even if the captain of the guard wants to take advantage of this opportunity to replace him, he is relying on the conditions created by the murderer." She reached out for the dry firewood and threw two pieces into the stove. As soon as the stove door was closed, she suddenly thought of something and suddenly looked at Fang Sheng again.

Fang Sheng was looking at her the whole time, without blinking. Hang Si's breathing quickened as he met her gaze, and his voice trembled slightly when he spoke again. "You mean the guard may be... the murderer?"

Fang Sheng clenched his hands tightly and nodded.

"How is this possible?" Hang Si rejected it outright.

Fang Sheng swallowed his saliva and said, "Everything about the murderer is what we heard from Lu Nanshen. Is there anyone in this world who has no trace of society at all?"

"When the murderer showed up, Lu Nanshen also had evidence of his alibi." Hang Si was unsure when he said this.

Fang Sheng's next words revealed his lack of confidence, "How do you know he didn't write, direct, and act in the show himself?"

Hang Si shook his head, but could not say a word of rebuttal. Fang Sheng knew that this guess was unacceptable, not to mention Hang Si, even she could not accept it. She said softly, "Of course, this is just my guess, and if this is all the conspiracy of the Chief of Guards, then it is normal for Lu Nanshen not to know."

Hang Si pursed his lips, his eyes were full of complex emotions. Fang Sheng sighed, "You are also doubting, aren't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't think the same as me."

There was silence between the two again.

This time the photo was much longer than the last time. The wind started to blow outside the tent, and the snowflakes hitting the tent made crackling sounds. Hang Si sat there, her spine straight, rubbing her knees with both hands, breathing rapidly. After a long time, she spoke, her voice dry, "No, in reality, it must not be them, Lu Nanshen, or the captain who killed so many people. If it was them, Lu Nanshen would definitely be able to detect it."