Abyss Express

Foreword:

I am not a hero, but I fight side by side with heroes.

——Che Guevara

In the 18th arrondissement, Saladin's winter is boring and dry, making the skin itchy and causing patches of hives to break out on the stomach.

The cold air outside made pedestrians tremble all over, as if wearing more clothes was useless. The cold was like a vicious goblin that could squeeze into jackets and linings from between zippers and buckles. But when you walk into a warm room, the geothermal heating and air conditioning will quickly stretch the tight skin, so people will have many spots on their faces and bodies - some doctors often think this is Vita brand, but it is not actually the mark. , it is just an ordinary skin disease.

At the beginning of February, this is the deep winter season in Saladin. All hunting and production activities have stopped, and the outdoor temperature in the town is close to minus 30 degrees. In this kind of weather, running around Yuehe Lake may turn into... Human popsicles.

There were fewer and fewer customers at the Feng Xiao Clinic. Xueming couldn't find any useful clues. He could only wait until the ice melted and go into the depths of the Elf Holy Land to look for traces of Belloberg.

Without an appointment, Xueming ushered in the holiday and returned to the small inn with her doctor's bag and luggage. For the past ten days, he had spent the night at his house in St. Josh, and it always felt strange to make video calls with his wife. It's a good thing to be able to move back to the downtown area from the villa area, there are more fireworks in the world.

Returning to the front door of the inn, I saw from a distance that the owner of the pork shop had transformed the store into a temporary bar.

Xueming was not in a hurry to look for Oscar. He had nothing to do anyway, so he said hello to the pig-headed boss.

"Hey! Shopkeeper, why has your store changed?"

The pig-headed man's name is Pavlov. His ancestors are Russians and descendants of the brave red stone people. He had a thick beard, and the bristles on his face were thick, short, and black. He was leaning against the door frame and scrolling through his phone with his head down. When he heard the priest’s shout, he raised his head and took a closer look——

"——In winter, the townspeople have enough food at home and usually don't go out. My store is used to entertain tourists and sell some wine."

Jiang Xueming: "Oh! How is business?"

Pavlov chuckled and said, "Of course that's good! How can I make wine if I don't make money?"

Jiang Xueming decided to inquire nearby: "Can I enter this tavern? Your area does not exclude Christians, right?"

"Father, do you also want to drink two drinks?" Pavlov's eyes lit up and he made way for the porch: "Come on, come on, you're welcome. The first drink is for me."

Xueming strode towards the shop. When he entered the door, there was a simple counter. The stone table where the pork was usually cut was cleaned by the boss. At this moment, several beauties from Meng Paris came to work as part-time workers and received a transfer. Sommelier's part-time job. Pavlov's business is meticulous - the inside and outside of the store have been cleaned and deodorized by a housekeeping company, making it very clean.

There are two card tables squeezed into the small salon on the northeast side of the tavern, where the hunters of the hunting group pass the time. On the southwest side is a mini KTV stage. Last time, the mayor's nephew led a few classmates to gather together. .

Looking at the counter, Oscar is sitting there. The two little wolves next to him are doing homework. Brother Lang is still preparing the teaching content for the next stage. The table is covered with books.

Xueming didn't bother Brother Lang immediately. He found a chair nearby, ordered a glass of vodka from the bartender sister, and sat among the people playing cards.

He watched for about ten minutes without taking the initiative to speak. Until a nice guy in the crowd of onlookers asked me.

"Hey! Father! You want to play two games too? Play three cards! It's very simple!"

This Dou Sanzhang is a scam in China. Most of the workers in Saladin Town are European and American. There are different opinions.

"I won't play." Jiang Xueming looked embarrassed.

The younger brother responded: "You are so excited when you are not playing cards? Father? Are you worried?"

Xueming went with the flow and spoke out his demands——

"——This thing is easy to say. I came to Saladin to treat Benny. Later, Dr. Maguire provided some clues."

When talking about Dr. Maguire, the hunters no longer smiled playfully, but all had serious expressions.

Xueming continued: "He has a rune-patterned stone tablet. This thing should be able to cure Benny's madness."

With that said, Xueming took out the diary from the doctor's bag and showed the portrait to the hunters - this was not the first time he asked about clues about the stone tablet. Maguire could draw the specific shape of the inscription.

The hunters watched for a long time, asking each other for clues, but in the end they all shook their heads and sighed, without further explanation.

"Why don't you ask Ryuk!" An energetic voice came from the crowd: "Father! Doctor Maguire told you about the origin of this stone tablet. He got it from an explorer. The thirty thousand miles The tunnel at the outpost is not far from the settlement of the Silver Helmet Hunting Group! Maybe Captain Ryuk knows something!"

This enthusiastic hunter had a strong English accent and was Italian, but Xueming still understood it. The pronunciation of [Lyuk] actually refers to "Luca" - Xueming actually didn't want to face Luca. Leader, because they have met more than once.

During the expedition, Luca was the staff officer of the First Transportation Bureau, and was later assigned to the 18th District as the regional commander of the battle group. Now he has joined the Silver Helmet Hunting Group as the group leader. It seems that he has joined the offensive team to shine. Having a fever is actually finding a place for yourself to retire.

Moreover, Mr. Luka’s eyes were very vicious. If the two met again, Xueming didn’t know if his false identity would be able to escape the eyes of the staff officer.

"Shall I ask on your behalf?" Brother Oscar suddenly squeezed towards Xueming, seeming to notice something fishy.

Jiang Xueming: “No trouble”

Oscar seemed to have some misunderstanding: "I know, you are a soft-spoken person, are you afraid that you won't be able to get in the door of the hunting group? I'll go, I'll go! I'm good at finding things!"

The items found by the hunting group in the wilderness should all belong to the hunting group. There are only a very few historical heritages that have no economic value and only a little cultural value. For example, the cultural relics such as the rune stone tablets that the priest wants, the hunting group will take the initiative to hand over. In the hands of the secret library.

In Oscar's eyes, the priest wanted to ask the Silver Helmet Hunting Group for help, but he looked coy. He must be too embarrassed to climb Mr. Luca's high branches. Orientals are like this.

Brother Wolf ran out in a flash, leaving two little wolf children behind.

In just ten minutes, three old acquaintances burst in from outside the gate——

——That's Big B, Andro and Schopenhauer on parole.

Ajie didn't come, he didn't want to go out.

In the eyes of the hunters, these three criminals have become good brothers who help open up wasteland and explore. In the eyes of the transportation team in Spinach Highland, they are martyrs who sacrifice themselves for the team and climb towers to repair cables. Their status is equivalent to giving you a shot in the summer. There is a take-out restaurant on the floor and a stepfather-like existence who pays the electricity bill for your air conditioner.

Schopenhauer walked to the counter as soon as he came in. His neck no longer hurt, and his waist was no longer sore. He couldn't walk when he saw sister Louise. It seems that in the days when Xueming was not aware of it, he finally corrected the results with the girl who dreamed of Paris.

Big B still had a gloomy and worried look on his face, and he didn't bother to be polite to others. He went directly to the priest, talked about his recent troubles, and asked the priest to work overtime.

"Father, I'm still worried."

Jiang Xueming: "Do you have psychological problems?"

Big B: "Yes. I've been feeling uneasy lately. Saladin is a good place. I live happily here. But in the spring, I have to go to the Inquisition to meet my death sentence."

Jiang Xueming: "Well, there are a lot of people here. Let's talk somewhere else?"

With that said, Xueming took Big B outside the door and asked Boss Pavlov to come in.

Pavlov immediately became unhappy: "What's wrong? I'm here to solicit customers!"

Jiang Xueming bluntly said: "Are you too confident in your appearance?"

Pavlov: "That's not true! Don't my guests come in and buy drinks because I'm handsome?"

Big B: "Hahahahaha!"

Under the porch, Xueming and Big B asked about business.

"What sins have you committed before? In this small pavilion, you use this as a confession room. I am your priest. If you have anything to say, you can tell me clearly."

"I have killed people, many, many people." Big B sat on the porch, with his back to the street. "The court will definitely not let me go. David Victor only needs a brief glance to know that I will inevitably die. "

Jiang Xueming: "Tell me in detail?"

Big B: "I used to be a newsboy for the Eighteenth District Religion. I first sent information about new recruits to the armadillo hunters."

Jiang Xueming: "The nameless mistress was also a newsboy."

Big B: "It's different. Some hunters are timid and don't dare to take action directly. I have spotted this opportunity and expanded my business. For example, I will help lead the way and rob the novice armadillo hunters who dare not rob. After taking away the panacea and diary, we have to form a gang to intimidate these newcomers - to ask them to be honest and not to report the crime."

Jiang Xueming smiled and said: "Then you really deserve to die."

Big B: "Some big shots from the war gang thought highly of me and wanted me to join the Red Jack Circus. I had no psychic talent at that time. Thanks to the old man from the cult who fed me meat - you know what meat, it should be The essence of a blood-granting monster.”

"I envy the passengers at the station. They have the talent, courage and confidence to follow the Morpho butterfly's path of transformation to realize their personal values. But I don't have that talent, and jealousy distorts me."

"Early on, there were four major religions in the 18th District. There were more than 20 Platform Zeros built by various pheasants. For example, before the Anonymous Doe became famous, the Skull and Bones Society that was wiped out in the early years was just a minion among minions. I thought I had a bright future.”

"I went through life and death for the Red Jack Circus, killed people and looted goods for the cult, fought for territory and robbed beasts. As far as the murders I can remember, there should be six home invasions. I can't even remember the street riots. Everyone took advantage of them. Shooting back and forth with a gun, who knows how many I killed?"

"It wasn't until the Traffic Department and the war group came with the Anonymous to suppress bandits in the 18th District. The first one they killed was Hercules, and the war group dispersed. I hid, not daring to face the scorching sun."

Jiang Xueming: "It sounds like your mental state is normal - these are the judgments of normal people. You are a very qualified and self-aware criminal, unlike some perverts, such as George Joshua who was recently punished. , this guy still believed that he was carrying out a just cause before he died."

"Father, are you praising me?" Big B didn't understand.

Jiang Xueming: "No, I'm just judging your mental state based on your words. You know what you have done and your psychological flaws, which is a good thing."

Big B continued: "After so many years, I want to find a start-up capital in the town of Saladin. To rebuild the war gang's platform."

Jiang Xueming; "I'm afraid this is just a fantasy."

Big B asked: "Is it so whimsical?"

Jiang Xueming: "Yes, before you can raise your flag, Qingjin will kick your door in. Now that they are busy, you are completely confused about the workplace anxiety of regional battle groups and local police forces - when a department is completely When I have no work to do, I am as excited as I am to meet criminals like you."

Big B sighed and continued: "Later I realized that this place seemed good, and I might be able to live here forever."

"It's also whimsical." Jiang Xueming patted Big B's shoulder gently: "When people do something wrong, they have to admit their mistakes and be punished."

"Well" Big B finally understood where the anxiety in his heart came from. It was a sense of panic that the end was approaching. The more comfortable he lived in Saladin, the stronger his desire for life. The emptiness brought by death was gradually closing in. He was driven crazy. The countdown was like a summoning bell in the hand of death, forcing him to make a choice all the time - to leave this warm town and escape into the wilderness.

"Don't mention this anymore, Father." Big B talked about spiritual problems: "I still have some psychological problems that I want to consult with you."

Jiang Xueming: "Please."

Big B: "I haven't done anything lately, but I always feel tired."

Jiang Xueming: "Give me your phone."

Big B handed over his cell phone——

——Jiang Xueming looked at each app and deleted them one by one.

Quanqin mobile games were smashed one by one, and the user accounts of marginal short video users were logged out.

Azure Ship Line, Arknights, FGO and Onmyoji were all wiped out.

The social post bar Twitter Bluebird was uninstalled directly, and Xueming’s finger finally hovered over Genshin Impact.

Big B’s eyes are full of reluctance and pleading——

"——I have been playing for so long and spent so much money. No, no, no."

Xueming sent the phone back. There was no need for a hammer this time.

"I said, why are you tired? It turns out that your body is in jail all day long, and your spirit is also in jail, right?"

Big B argued: "Games are art outside the eight major arts. This is my personal hobby."

Xueming didn't argue. He asked Big B about another matter.

"Do you know how much time you have?"

Big B counted on his fingers and immediately responded: "I will definitely not survive the summer, and the stones I have saved will not be used. I will not see new card pools and swimsuits."

Xueming pointed to the tavern behind him, where Schopenhauer and Louise were chatting animatedly——

"——Is he the same as you?"

Big B immediately responded: "Yes, the same."

Xueming: "What the hell is the same!? People know that they don't have much time and they are still trying hard to pick up girls! You should wake up!"

Oscar brought reliable news that the Silver Helmet Hunting Group had indeed discovered a set of rune-patterned stone tablets related to the spirit of Beloberg.

Andro's face still hasn't regained its human appearance. He has degenerated from a blood-giving unit into a beast hybrid, and now into a lizard hybrid.

Jiang Xueming finished psychological counseling for Big B and was about to go to the hunting group meeting place with Brother Lang to look for clues. Andro found Xueming in private and asked the priest to stay.

The leader of the war gang asked two things furtively, and also wanted Xueming to continue working overtime.

"I think I have some psychological problems, Father, I want to ask something."

Xueming just chatted with Andro on the cold road.

"Please."

Andro asked in a low voice: "I seem to remember something that I didn't dare to tell others."

"That's right. In Spinach Heights, I remember that I wasn't like this, because that's right. There was a very scary demon who fought with me. I remember that."

Jiang Xueming: "No, no, you don't remember."

Andro suffered too many injuries during the life-and-death battle with Jodi. These physical injuries also brought about extremely strong and profound painful memories, making it difficult for him to forget Jodi's existence.

Andro continued: "After I came back from Spinach Heights, this little sister Benny has been holding on to me. She said I was a hero, but I clearly remember that I should not be a hero. I was just fighting with a stronger person. Fighting alongside heroes, but I can’t remember it.”

"You must be sick and have a plague." Jiang Xueming scolded coldly: "Next question."

"Then don't talk about this, Father." Andro grinned, showing his sharp fangs: "There has been a strange thing recently, I don't know much about it, tsk"

"As soon as I saw that little girl Benny, my heartbeat started to speed up for no reason. I thought I was sick. Later, Dr. Maguire said that I was in good health! Even among mixed breeds, I can live to be over fifty. years of longevity."

"Oh my God, what on earth is going on?"

Jiang Xueming hesitated to speak, and made a few gestures first.

Later he felt it was not polite and said.

"Unnecessary estrus can be donated to lizard people in need."