Old-time musicians

"This?"

"25 o'clock!?"

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A few seconds later, the team members saw the concepts that were offset and the numbers that exceeded the boundaries for the "first time", and felt that their brains were blocked by something beyond cognition.

Sure enough, from this night, they encountered the "lost time" again, which seemed to be a new situation encountered after approaching the B-105 area. Fanning was also staring at his mechanical watch.

He still spent a few minutes talking to the team members, trying to let them know the existence of the "reset" phenomenon.

But the effect seemed to be unsatisfactory.

It's not that the team members don't believe him - the team members are trying their best to understand - mainly because everyone's discussion on how to deal with the current situation is still the same as before.

Fanning recalled that, including this time, including before, every choice of his side seemed to be to decide to "wait and see, don't act rashly" before encountering a real threat.

This is the mysterious side's principle of doing things engraved in his bones.

Then, each time, in a quiet and strange atmosphere, I walked through 11 "lost moments", and I repeated "copying" the music I had created.

After dawn at 0:00, the bird song mechanism lost its function, and the "character" of the masters in this life could no longer correct the abnormal zone. More distorted secret history mirrors came one after another, and the team members went crazy and died. I was "reset" to a moment of waking up in a daze, and the color in my eyes became more serious again.

As for the "lighthouse" in the records, there was no way to talk about it.

Could it be that every time before, the team members did not actually enter B-105 at all, or just stayed in a "sandwich zone" or "edge of the map" with many errors?

"Lavoisier, what should I do?" Tucville listened to the inexplicable singing, looked at the incomprehensible clock hands, and asked a question similar to the one in Fanning's memory.

Fanning stared at the black leather curtain covering the broken door of the barracks.

This time, he made a completely different decision:

"Go out and have a look."

It was definitely not out of curiosity, but because there was really no other option. The ending of walking into a "dead end" after dawn was always the same.

I couldn't wait for the "soap film" flowing in my eyes to continue to spread.

At 25:15 at night, the black curtain was pulled down by Fan Ning.

A few people stepped out of the door of the barracks, and their shadows crawled in the bright soil.

It was an extremely rare clear night, completely different from the previous dead black.

The ground outside the door was still sparsely covered with bushes, wild flowers and mushrooms, and Fan Ning saw another small wooden house a few meters away.

No, it was a row.

There were six small wooden houses in sight, and even some of their windows had lights on.

Fan Ning turned back suddenly.

There was still a small wooden house behind him, but the camp and the curtain he had walked out of were gone. Looking to the side a few times, the car was nowhere to be found.

Low roofs, vines all over the walls, old fences and courtyards, everyone seemed to have come to a primitive village.

There shouldn't be anything wrong with the village itself, and Fanning's first impression was a bit like encountering a "cabin in the woods" in a fairy tale, but the strangeness and weirdness of the details quickly prevailed, especially after thinking about the fact that "there are no native residents in the abnormal area."

The singing under "White Mass" still sounded far away, and with a sense of dislocated silence, Fanning moved carefully between the cabins.

Could it be that this is another scene of a secret history mirror that he didn't know about?

If it is twisted and chaotic enough, I'm afraid these team members will go crazy or die "again", and he will be "reset" again.

As he walked, Fan Ning found that the area of ​​this so-called "village" was far beyond his imagination. The small wooden houses were lined up one after another, separated by various rotten stone roads that looked like roads but were not roads. Looking around, the lights were like beans, crowded together, like a pot of porridge grains shining with glimmer.

About five minutes later, there seemed to be a slightly open place similar to a square in front of him, and Fan Ning's pace increased slightly.

"Ding-"

"Ding-"

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang with a series of metallic reminder sounds.

This sound effect was not a text message reminder, not a WeChat reminder, nor an APP pop-up window or an alarm.

I don't know if it's because the frequency of using mobile phones is too low nowadays, or this reminder scene was not used much in Fan Ning's previous usage habits. He felt a short circuit in his mind for a while and couldn't remember what this sound effect was.

Until he took it out and saw it with his own eyes.

"Memo!?" Fan Ning's knuckles were exerting force.

The "recent messages" on the phone are all pop-up reminders from the built-in calendar app!

"Weekly work summary

Revisit the parties involved in the 27 mysterious incidents√

Inspection of the holding room will be held next Monday morning (crossed out) next Tuesday morning√" - this is the top message.

"Interrogation record compilation√

Investigation of the evil name of Baron Salerna (not very conclusive)?

After dinner on Thursday at the painting analysis seminar on the 11th-15th, participants:" - this is the second message.

The calendar memo is still popping up in seconds, and Fanning quickly opens the app and flips through it!

They were not recorded in the year 201X, which was closer to him in the previous life. At first, Fanning turned all the way to 1900 but could not find the record. However, he found that the historical years above could still be read out by continuously turning in circles.

After the thumbs of both hands swiped rapidly and continuously, the screen experienced a process of rapid sliding like a shuttle. Finally, Fanning finally found a dense memo in an area that was completely garbled for a period of time - this garbled situation was similar to the date of the mobile phone text message reminder he received after traveling through time.

"How come these diligent and trivial matters look like work reminders that my father Vincent wrote to himself when he was an investigator in the Special Patrol Office in this life? But where did he get this phone from? It was clearly brought with me, and the timeline is obviously inconsistent. So, it is really a 'paradoxical antique'?"

"More importantly, I have carefully looked through the phone in the past, but I didn't find any abnormal information. It was not until I walked out of the camp this time in the 'lost time' that they popped up one after another? It's like there was a sudden signal reception delay message. With such a special change, is this the real B-105 area?"

Fan Ning leaned against a fence, holding the phone tightly in both hands, trying to find more valuable information in these trivial work reminders first.

The team members stood aside without saying a word.

Suddenly, a warm hug appeared on Fan Ning's thighs and abdomen!

Without any prediction of his spiritual perception, he subconsciously reacted at this moment, almost using invisible force to push himself off the ground and burn the sudden attacker!

But when he looked down, he saw a girl in front of him who was wearing a plain white shirt, thin, and about fourteen or fifteen years old.

She was half-kneeling in front of him, her cheek against his abdomen, tears welling up in her eyes, and she sobbed uncontrollably!

"Mr. Fanning, I never thought that I could see you again, woo woo woo woo, you will finally come here, right?"

"My performance was really good, very good. On the day of Mr. Kapulun's premiere, my position was the second from the left of the high school. If you could see it, you would definitely praise me, right? Woo, but I never saw you again, woo woo woo woo, I remember that when you decided to let me join the choir, you said that you would look forward to my growth and progress. I always remember it! I will always remember it!!!"

I accidentally skipped a chapter when proofreading last night. Sorry, I just replaced yesterday's content with chapter 116, and now it is 117