Abyss Express

[Part ①——The End of Friendship]

In Old Town, near Floyd's Mine, there's a bar called Friendship's End.

The reason for this name is related to the historical story of the Floyd mine.

More than 140 years ago, Sigmund Freud was engaged in the study of brain anatomy and pathology.

He is a psychiatrist, doctor of medicine, and founder of the psychoanalytic school.

Floyd's father, Jacob, was a wool merchant. From the love of his third wife, he found the most precious golden fleece in life.

Freud created a new field of subconscious research and promoted the development of dynamic psychology, personality psychology, and abnormal psychology.

Most of the industrial achievements of the Mimier Hot Spring Bazaar are based on the large mineral lode in the northwest, and the waiter matching mechanism at the station is also based on Freud's basic theory. That's why it's called the Floyd Mine.

The teahouse and bar in the mine used to be full of people, and it was the place where the foreman and team leader entertained hardworking workers and passengers with disabilities.

Here they exchange mining experience, talk about mine vein news, invite passengers to hunt disaster beasts, rescue disasters and save lives in mining accidents, and solve problems for mining safety production.

Today, as the transportation network becomes more and more developed, the industrial focus of Mimier Hot Spring Market has gradually shifted from metallurgical and mineral heavy industries to entertainment and tourism casinos.

So the teahouse bar changed its name to [The End of Friendship]——

——The mine veins are still there, and the bar is still there, but it has become so crowded that it is difficult to get lively.

Now the top of the Floyd mining area is the Qingjin Police Department and the place of exile.

People who commit serious crimes but are not punishable by death will be sentenced to exile and thrown into dangerous mines. There is only one old mine cart, which takes six thieves and thieves with different crimes. deeper.

As for the destination, only God knows.

These complex turnouts may send these criminals to any place. It is too polite to describe this kind of exile as a narrow escape. Auditors at other stations have spent forty years to wear physical signs on the prisoners. The detection device, entering the mine to reach the destination, the probability of being found alive again is no more than one in a thousand.

The security management personnel of the other station are very dissatisfied with the behavior of dumping garbage such as Mimier Hot Spring - complained to the BOSS more than once.

But the BOSS acquiesces in this kind of behavior. These villains stay in Mimir Hot Springs to serve life imprisonment, which is an insult to the station-for the passengers who live with their heads hanging on their waistbands, these demons can rest comfortably in prison A regular and healthy life is itself an invisible mockery.

Good people don't live long, and evils last for thousands of years. It's not a good idea to tell a story -- it's better to throw it into the wilderness and let other passengers find the way.

"The place of exile in Mimier Hot Springs, 5,588 people have been exiled in history, and four survived. Two of them know how to repent and thank God for recreating their lives."

"The other two are unrepentant, one has died in the pursuit of the Lazure Guardians, and the other is still at large. At the other exit of the mine, near 24,000 meters underground in Iceland, they pulled up the flag of the Skull and Bones to build a Underground gangsters, after 40 years, he succeeded, someone inherited his will, the result is that we saw the Huasheng Beast engaging in human meat barbecue on the elevator platform, 110 people died in the rock band, and there are more than 40 people To amputate, Guangling Zhixi is a quick-response force, there is no time to take care of this kind of thing, the armed employees are all good at fighting in the local area, once they run into the unknown wilderness, they will immediately become lambs to be slaughtered."

[The End of Friendship] In the big bar, in front of the old mahogany table, Wen Luo pushed Bu Meteor's stick to the edge of the table.

Meteor took the things and nodded his thanks.

"In this place where the sun does not shine, there is a lot of darkness. They will find all kinds of middlemen to dye the white place into gray, such as dangerous beasts and hallucinogenic drugs and other illegal activities. I am going to a very Dangerous place." Brother Wen Luo repeatedly emphasized that he should be cautious in his words and deeds.

"Before this, I have already taken you through the entire blue algae bar street, the Paramount Ballroom, and the Nut Museum. You can take a look at other living areas by yourself. If you really like gambling, then go to the casino Just for fun. But I don’t recommend you to make a living by doing this, many young people come to the Mimier Hot Spring Market, ruin their lives in the casino, and owe illegal usury that can’t be paid off with their flesh and blood.”

"This matter has nothing to do with you, I will give you the return ticket."

After all, Wen Luo took out two tickets from his pocket, stamped with the stamp of Mimir Hot Spring Market, which can be directly stuffed into the passenger log as a travel note.

He pushed the ticket to the edge of the table and pushed it in front of Bu Liuxing.

"You are going to look for jobs in the four industries of clothing, food, housing and transportation, so just report my name, or report the name of your teacher—David Victor, and someone must come to help you."

Wen Luo went to the front desk and asked for three glasses of vodka without ice, "Our friendship has come to an end, we want to part ways here, and have a glass of farewell wine?"

[Part ②—— Practice Farewell Wine]

Meteor was preoccupied and didn't know how to answer. He felt his heart beating faster. After completing the transformation, he was full of energy and couldn't rest for a moment.

However, even Brother Wen Luo said that this is a very dangerous journey. I am afraid that for us [nymphs], as long as we step on this road, it will be very difficult to come back alive.

"Do you want to gamble?" Wen Luo's eyes were hot: "You want to bet? Do you want to follow me to find the Skull and Bones? To suppress bandits?"

"To be honest, I like this place very much. Brother Wen has delicious food, good-looking ones, and a lot of fun here! There are new and exciting things every day!" Meteor picked up the wine glass and touched it: "My stone is red. , Teacher Victor’s stone is also red, he should also like this city very, very much, so—”

Ah Xing took a sip, and his face immediately turned red.

"—so I want to keep up with you, and maybe I'll be sorry for my mommy, I'm always going to hurt myself for fun, and she's always scared that I'll never come home again, but She never blamed me or restricted my freedom and she really loved me."

Wen Luo: "So, for your mommy, are you going home?"

Meteor shook his head firmly: "No, there are still many parents who have lost their children, and many children have lost their parents. Just this morning, on the big square on New Year's Day, I saw the names added to the monument. I saw many People no longer shoot duels, they keep quiet, only at this moment of the day, even the swallows in the sky have returned to their nests, and will not throw bird droppings casually—they can feel that the city is crying.”

This half-grown boy put down the wine glass, he can't drink much at all, he no longer superstitious about his own drinking capacity, and no longer gambles for a while.

"Wen Luo, I want to do something. I want to go with you and come back together. I will do my best to come back alive and help you complete this matter. If Teacher Victor is here, he will definitely not sit idly by."

Wen Luo: "."

The meteor's eyes lit up, and a flame was burning.

"I thought about it carefully. If it's really like what Teacher Victor said - as long as I call this name, many people will come to help me, just because I am a student of Teacher Victor? It shouldn't be like this!"

"It shouldn't be like this. The teacher has a good relationship with the people here, but because of this Skull and Bones, they suffer from the pain of life and death. How can I run away? If the teacher asks me, I have suffered from the Mimir Hot Spring Collection I am afraid that my pyroxene will not be able to burn anymore, and it will become my demon for the rest of my life."

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Wen Luo took a deep breath, as if he was sniffing the air, smelling the musty smell of the old stairs, to make sure that Meteor's body could distinguish the pheromone of lies from the nervous sweat.

Sudden--

"—OK!"

Wen Luo applauded lightly and smiled slightly.

At this moment, Jiang Xueming broke in from the door.

"Sorry, I'm late, it took me a while to build myself a gun."

"Brother Ming!" As soon as Meteor saw Xue Ming, he immediately became timid: "I have agreed with Brother Wen Luo that I will follow him."

Jiang Xueming showed no unexpected expression.

He was so busy picking up new guns that he didn't have time to test them out.

He was no stranger to it, "Oh, it's done? So soon?"

Meteor felt that something was wrong, and there seemed to be nothing wrong, "Brother Ming, you won't stop me this time?"

Jiang Xueming was still very strange, and sighed in his heart, could it be that A Xing grew up all of a sudden after undergoing transformation?

"When did I stop you? Did I stop you? Did you hear what I said? Do you want me to ask [you started again?], no no no, did you stop? Hahaha? Is the big dragonfly easy to hug?"

Meteor fell silent immediately, and just murmured softly: "Uh, it's very huggable."

"Brother Wen Luo, have you finished collecting information?" Xue Ming put all the firearms on the table, "Have you got the ammunition I want? The three of us need a lot of . Think of a way, this kind of powerful pistol ammo is hard to buy."

"Ask questions one by one." Wen Luo snapped his fingers, "One thing at a time."

The big bar immediately boiled——

——The bartender, with a scruffy beard and bare eyes, pulled out a black ammunition box from under the table.

"LOE! Go and blow the heads of these bastards!"

The teppanyaki worker pulled four sets of MOLLE quick release vests from the wall and threw them into Wen Luo's hands.

"They traded privately with the passengers on the train, and calculated the amount of food, drink and purchases from the stolen goods. The skeleton club has a settlement in the wild. There are at least 140 people. It is likely that a village has been built. The secret code of the private transaction is [Duo, Lai, Mi, Fa, Instigate], read down step by step."

There was a short-haired waiter girl holding four hunting knives, threw the knives on the table, and shouted at Wen Luo excitedly.

“That place, they call that place [Platform Zero]—it’s an exit deep in the mine lode, it’s close to the volcanic root of Mimir Hot Spring, there’s a hunting group nearby, and it’s dedicated to attracting those with lofty ideals who are on the run from the station! Especially armadillo hunters!"

A tall and thin man in a dusty world broke in from the door, slipped the note to Wen Luo, and whispered again.

"Don't say I gave you the caution."

Wen Luo opened the note and took a look——

[——Half a month ago, the Skull and Bones Society focused on the Dionysus Festival, and wanted to use the beast to curry favor with the management staff of the Masonry Society. Criminals, absorbing them into Skull and Bones, unfortunately failed. ]

[——The next plan, they will try to change the signal lights and turnouts of the mine road, so that the exiled felons can go straight to their settlement "Platform Zero", and the criminal activities and illegal transactions in the mine vein will become more frequent. A secret passage has already been successfully opened to traffic. The situation is very serious, and the consul wants us to keep a low profile and not startle the snake, like a sharp knife piercing the heart. ]

[——I want to go back to the ranks of scavengers. There are signs that the engineering school of the Stonemasons Association, various radio stations and railway signal works have their eyeliners. I can only come to see you in person and hand over the note to you. ]

Wen Luo handed the note to Xue Ming and asked the two little guys to take a closer look.

Bu Meteor doesn't quite understand——

"—Why are there four sets of equipment?"

"Because of a mine cart that exiles criminals, there are five prisoners in the fortress who will set off, and we are four of them." Jason Megan pushed the door and entered with a clouded face. After staying in the police station these days, Let him be physically and mentally exhausted and have no time to take care of himself, with a beard growing on his face.

"Oh! Big beard! I recognized you! You were handsome when you didn't have a beard!" Meteor became excited, "Thank you! You kept my clothes for me! I haven't had time yet Asking about your name! What is your name? What constellation?"

For a while, the other three were silent.

Wen Luo took off his sunglasses, and suddenly felt that it was outrageous to rashly agree to A Xing's request.

Jiang Xueming stared at Jason——

——Jason stared at Jiang Xueming.

The two spoke concisely and fluently.

Xue Ming: "You came out, your waiter went to pick you up? You didn't eat your waiter? Or are you not the kind of person I thought?"

Jason: "That's right, I'll come over right away to keep up with you."

Xue Ming: "That is to say, you are not a hunter?"

Jason: "I haven't become a hunter yet, I want your log."

Xue Ming: "Is it just a diary? My teacher also wants my diary."

Jason: "I want to defeat you. You have something in me that I don't have. You have a firm will and a great spirit."

Xue Ming: "Just for this?"

Jason: "Yes, it's like a superstition in carnivorism. I believe this ritual will make me stronger. For example, you Chinese often say that beef bones and tiger bones are ground into powder, and drinking soup can make me stronger." Become strong. I regard you as the first prey, and it is also the only way for me to break through the barrier of knowledge. You have become my demon."

Xue Ming: "What about now? Have you changed your mind?"

Jason: "No."

Xue Ming: "Then let's pick a place? Have a duel? Get your wish? The bet is my diary?"

Jason: "."

After a while, Bu Meteor still didn't understand what happened.

Jason said impatiently.

"I don't need you to pity me, Jiang Xueming. There will be opportunities, there will always be opportunities! I will take the initiative to fight with you instead of begging for your handouts. Now we are in the same boat."

Xueming looked at Wen Luo——

——Wen Luo nodded, because he had prepared and communicated a long time ago.

Jason Megan took the MOLLE and the hunting knife from the table, and greeted Mr. Winlow.

"Mr. Wen Luo, I don't know the name you used at the station, but I believe that you are a fascinating and respectful person. I sincerely request you to bring me with you."

At this moment, Megan's mood changed drastically in an instant, turning into a furious expression.

There is a kind of unspeakable tension and madness, which is about to splash out from the bloodshot eye sockets.

His hands were shaking and his teeth were chattering.

"The colleagues who worked with me, they walked away with the blue fireworks, turned into barbecue, and turned into dust. I was almost so ashamed and angry that I shot myself, and I was tortured in prison every day. The guilt washed away, and I hated my powerlessness — there was an intense hatred sprouting in me."

He held Wen Luo's arm tightly.

"It's like the pain of charred skin, the smell of festering wounds, neuralgia, comminuted fractures, blindness and deafness, hemiplegia, and the embarrassment of living on crutches. Anxiety that has nowhere to go. Even if their wounds are healed with a panacea, they will still live in this fear, all because of my powerlessness. Because of Skull and Bones!"

He muttered something, and pulled Wen Luo to his face.

"I feel my inspiration, I feel it all the time, and the pain in my friends, I feel it, Mr Winlow! I'm not Jason Meghan, I'm a rocker, I'm Every redstone rocker - I want to thank God for this inspiration, this phantom pain feeling, it makes my vengeance stronger than ever, I'm going to be filled with it, I will follow you, finding the skeleton will take away this pain. Let my pyroxene-"

The green gold bracelet shone softly like silk on Jason's wrist.

"—Let my pyroxene show you the way."

Jiang Xueming asked for a glass of milk and gave it to A Xing.

Immediately afterwards, he distributed the other three glasses of wine to Wen Luo, Jason and himself.

Xueming: "Then we're done?"

Jason: "It's a deal."

Wen Luo: "I have no objection. Why are you taking it so seriously? This kind of thing is a small scene in my opinion."

Meteor: "Can you add a little beer to me? Milk beer is also fine."

The four of them clinked glasses and drank in one gulp.

Xueming has one last question. Regarding [LOE], there are too many mysteries and stories that can be unearthed.

He wrote [LOE] on paper and tore off the light-transmitting pages.

Gently tap on the table, asking Brother Wen Luo to be careful.

Immediately afterwards, the translucent page with the characters [L] was turned over.

— and it becomes [JOE].

Wen Luo tapped his temple with his index finger: "Yes, it's me, I just remembered, it's today."

Meteor jumped up excitedly.

"I knew it! Brother Wen Luo! You must be JOE! You can kill that lion! You can also slay a dragon! Wow! Now we have a good show!"

Jiang Xueming showed no unexpected expression.

Just wrote more words.

Stuffed three English words of [JOE].

They became three names, which became one old story.

[J]ack

Vict[o]r

Vinc[e]nt

This time, Meteor opened his mouth slightly and stopped talking.

Xueming: "Your surname is not Wen, you should be surnamed Wen——Wen Bucai in Chinese and Vincent in English."

"So I said." Anonymous smiled: "I just remembered it this morning. January 1st is our big day. I saw you preparing a small gift for Victor, so I remembered it and gave it to him too. A gift. I thought, this should be the arrangement of the BOSS, the bad cat wants me, a VIP, to end my vacation life, get a job and get a job again, what a cruel capitalist."

Jiang Xueming: "How much do you remember?"

"I remember everything." Anonymous clenched his fists: "The power is back, and the real name of Hunwei is also remembered. Everything is remembered. How to flap your wings and dance like a butterfly, all of this, I remembered."

Jiang Xueming breathed a sigh of relief, the safety of this journey is guaranteed, which is a booster.

If it is said that this VIP has regained all his memories—it is the warrior who single-handedly defeated the mythical dragon in the Song of the Nibelungen.

Just at this time--

—Jason Megan's little waiter bursts into the big bar.

"Sir! I'm going with you too! I'm ready! I'm good!"

The four big men looked at the little girl.

The little waiter didn't react for a while, and was overwhelmed by the strong pressure of inspiration.

She clutched her head, feeling dizzy, and shouted again, mustering up her courage.

"Hello! Excuse me. Can I go with you? What should I call you? Can you. Collect all the spiritual pressure. I'm a little sad."

Winlow

No--

It should be called Wen Bucai.

He threw a box of Guanglingsan Xiaolongbao to the waiter girl, and then reprimanded his younger generation, "How many of you? Why do you want to show off in front of girls?"

"Relax, my good girl, it's still unknown whether we can come back alive this trip!" Jason hugged the little waiter tightly: "Who cares about their names?"

[Part ③——Letter from home]

Jiujie Station, VIP special tea room.

In the convalescent ward, Victor was covered in wounds and wrapped into a mummy.

He was bruised and swollen, and he was blind in one eye.

He wanted to reach out for the panacea on the table, but it was just around the corner, but he couldn't reach it anyway.

Tried again and again, failed again and again.

His eyes were lost, as if he had been beaten and flattened by some kind of evil beast, breaking more than a dozen bones.

His waiter sat beside him quietly and gently.

"Would you dare to run around again next time? Victor"

The true and brave Victor will never lie or go against his own heart.

"Dare to do it next time."

"Then just stay there until you repent." The Bloodhound covered her mouth and chuckled, seeing her employer's arms and legs hanging up, like a piece of dried bacon, or like char siew in a roast meat and brine shop, she Show a satisfied expression.

"Dare to do it next time." Victor said firmly, "Definitely next time."

These injuries were not left during the journey, but just small punishments and major punishments for the bloodhounds to their employers.

Bloodhound: "You have sent back two letters from home, Victor, do you want to see them?"

Victor: "Did mom and dad send me letters in the underworld? When did the hell three-headed dogs willingly send letters from the underworld to the underworld? You keep things, maybe they are considered cultural relics, but it's not unusual, as before. If you search under the bed in your studio, you should be able to find a few coins, which can also be counted as cultural relics.”

Bloodhound: "One of the boxes of pens was sent by two of your apprentices. They were very good at the Mimir Hot Spring Market. They met a very reliable person, a Chinese."

Victor: "All the Chinese people I know are very reliable, except for the big apprentice who lacks a root string in his brain. I hope he can be enlightened as soon as possible, so that he won't be beaten by you every day like me."

"Oh." The Bloodhound stuck out its tongue and licked Victor's face: "There is no taste of lying! I just like your tenacity!"

Victor: "What about the other letter?"

"It's from Wen Bucai." When the Bloodhound pronounced the name, he didn't feel anything wrong

The bright red soul power disappeared in a flash, and a heart-shaped tail wrapped the panacea and injected it into Victor's body.

He stood up like a carp, snatched the letter from the Bloodhound, and then looked like a statue, carefully deciphering the handwriting on the letter.

The signature on the signature is [Wen Bucai]——

——Exactly the same as the signatures of the guarantors on the Yellow Pages contracts of the Chinese laborers on the railway in the Grand Canyon of Colorado more than a hundred years ago!

"You're alive, you're alive"

Victor was so nervous that he ate his hands, tore off the wax, and took out the letter paper.

[To my old friend——]

David Victor, this is the zeroth act of the story.

According to your writing habits, you will definitely leave a stinky and long message, and then let it explode like fireworks in the text, right?

ha! ~I don't have that habit, I like to go straight.

First of all, I want to say sorry to you-

——I added my blood to the farewell wine, and made you and Jack suffer from a serious disease called [immortality]. I hope you will not become numb due to the passage of time. Life should not be a bloodbath Journey to Cold Blood.

I didn't know it would be like this, it seems that I have lived a long, long, long time, much longer than you think.

My cerebral cortex can't remember too many things, and I will lose important memories every once in a while, gradually forgetting, gradually forgetting how I spent the last period of my life.

Until I came to Mimir Hot Spring Market and lived here for more than 70 years. Sixteen years ago, my life was hanging by a thread because of an emergency investigation assigned by the BOSS, and I became dementia again.

BOSS gave me a long vacation, until these few days, it sent your two apprentices to me.

These two little guys remind me of many things, including your birthday.

I'm busy dealing with the Skull and Bones now, sorting out a lot of bullshit in the Mimir hot spring market, and I killed a big cat that turned into a saint a while ago, and I made two brushes for you with its beard, try it Try whether it works or not, and don't even think about returning it if it doesn't work! Hahahahahaha! I do not include after-sales service!

——Wen Bucai [Vincent]

Victor held the letter with a frantic look on his face.

"It's a very amazing, very rich adventure experience! I'm going to collect materials! I"

The Bloodhound's fists made a crackling sound.

Victor immediately became a good baby: "I have an update to write"

Lady Bloodhound was cursing.

"Look at me, Victor, look at me carefully, like you just read the love letter of a wild man, look at me fucking? Even if there is half enthusiasm? Only half? Maybe I will soften my heart? Let go? Promise you, let you go out and fool around!"

Victor: "No! I can't betray my heart!"

At this very moment—

——Master Su Ling at the door was holding potato chips and kept clicking them.

She wiped her mouth clean and applauded lightly. She is the leader of the melon-eating group, just like Brother Seven.

"Wonderful."