Trickster Hunter

Chapter 170 Guidance

Reason told Sun Hang that this sentence could not be written for him, but another voice in his mind kept telling him that the "you" in this sentence refers to Sun Hang.

Just now, he had an inexplicable urge to disassemble the camera and take a look. Even Yano's advice could not stop this urge, as if something was "calling" him in the camera.

Is it this roll of paper?

Sun Hang checked the paper over and over again. In addition to the signs of age everywhere, he did not find anything special - after he disassembled the camera, the mysterious attraction completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Sun Hang couldn't help but recall the dream interrupted by the three monkeys. That strange sense of familiarity, plus this mysterious note... So many clues overlapped, all pointing to the same fact: Sun Hang once lived in the Wuming Island Research Institute, and lived there for quite a long time.

"Could it be that... I was an experimental subject in this institute before? Later, an accident happened inside the institute, and I escaped and have been dormant until now?" Sun Hang had a little doubt about his life experience, but soon, he felt that this doubt was untenable.

Let alone the issue of his age, the pictures in his memory alone proved that Sun Hang could never be an experimental subject.

He found that he was familiar with every corner of the institute, but the experimental subjects could not have been to every corner of the institute. As the subjects of research, their lives would only be more monotonous than those social animals who only go from one point to another.

"Maybe it swallowed up the memory of a researcher?" Sun Hang tried to find a logical explanation, but the voice in his subconscious gave a completely opposite answer.

I used to live on this island, I have been to every place here, and I am very familiar with every inch of land here...

Even those researchers could not clearly know every secret corner here.

"What is going on?"

Just as Sun Hang's breathing began to become rapid, another yellowed piece of paper slowly fell from the air and fell to his feet.

"Hey! There's another piece of paper!" the fisherman said excitedly.

Sun Hang looked up at the dome and could only see the interlaced steel structure. As for where the piece of paper came from, there was no trace at all.

He bent down to pick up the piece of paper, and the fisherman next to him couldn't help but urge him: "Yano, hurry up and see what's written on this piece of paper!"

There was still a sentence in Russian on the piece of paper.

"Long time no see, I miss you very much." Yano read out this sentence with a strange look on his face.

"Ah?" The corners of the fisherman's mouth twitched a few times, "Why does it sound like a love letter... Damn it, can weird things fall in love?"

"There is another line of words on the back." Sun Hang turned the paper over and glanced at Yano.

"Please follow the instructions and we will meet again." Yano translated it word by word, "That's what it means, instructions... Could it mean..."

Before he finished speaking, a row of lights above his head suddenly changed color.

The white lights went out, replaced by red emergency lights. These red lights made the streets look like they were coated with a layer of dark red blood film, and even the air seemed to become more viscous.

"Are we supposed to follow the red lights?" Yano said in astonishment, "Are the words on these pieces of paper written for us?!"

"Long time no see? Who hasn't seen me for a long time?" The fisherman shook his head stiffly, "Nonsense... I guess when these words were written, my grandfather wasn't even a fertilized egg, how could it be that long time no see."

"Maybe you stayed here in your previous life." Sun Hang glanced at him, "You owed a lot of peach blossom debts, and now the female ghost has come to your door."

"Tsk, if there really is a female ghost, it would be great." The fisherman said calmly, "My golden hoop will make that female ghost want to live or die!"

"I'm afraid that if you really see that female ghost, your golden hoop will turn into a green tongue."

"What should we do now? Should we really follow this 'guidance'?" Yano said with some concern, "Although the tone of the messages on these pieces of paper is very ambiguous, no one knows who the messager is, and it is not certain whether these 'you' refers to us... What if, I mean what if, we really saw that thing..."

"I'm thinking of another thing." Sun Hang said, "Do you think that group of Ansa hunters have also picked up such pieces of paper?"

"There are traces of them passing here." The fisherman said, "But whether he has picked up such pieces of paper, only God knows."

"Let's go." Sun Hang stuffed the two pieces of paper into his pocket and walked in the direction indicated by the red light.

"Are you really going?" The fisherman followed in two steps and asked.

"Otherwise, we finally got clear guidance, we can't just ignore this clue, right?" Sun Hang asked back.

"No, that's not what I mean." The fisherman shook his head, "I mean, what if this is a trap?"

"Do you think it is?"

The fisherman nodded vigorously.

"Then don't follow me, I'll go by myself." Sun Hang didn't say much and walked forward on his own.

But after a few steps, the fisherman and Yano followed him again.

"Don't you think this is a trap?" Sun Hang asked with his head tilted.

"Since it is a trap, you can't go alone." The fisherman said, "I know I am not as strong as you, but what if I am just a little bit short at the critical moment? Besides, you have to have someone to help you look behind you, right?"

"You don't have to take risks with me." Sun Hang advised sincerely.

He really didn't want the two to follow him, not only because he felt that he was unable to guarantee the safety of the two, but also because this matter would most likely involve his own life experience... This level of secrets may become a burden for the two of them.

A deadly burden.

Even if Sun Hang himself was reluctant to admit it, he had to face this fact.

He used to be a guy full of secrets and troubles.

"I just don't want to turn back like this." The fisherman said, "Don't get me wrong, I don't really want to help you, I'm just interested in the Wuming Island Research Institute itself and the motives of those Anglos."

"Tsundere has retired."

"Fuck you, Tsundere." The fisherman's face flushed, "Just think that I don't like those Anglos and want to ruin their good deeds!"

"So what?"

"So... eh?!" The fisherman raised his head suddenly and found that the person who just responded to him was not Sun Hang, but a strange hunter with a gloomy face and a cloak.

He appeared in the middle of the road without warning, ten steps away from the three people.