Going downstairs and getting into the car, Long Yuehong looked at the situation on the street through the rear glass window.
He saw a line of more than a dozen people lined up outside a civilian clinic not far away, their faces not very good, or pale, or tired, or haggard.
As far as Long Yuehong's cognition is concerned, such a scene is absolutely abnormal, because most of the residents of the Green Olive District are struggling on the line of food and clothing, and they are not particularly sick, and they will definitely not choose to go to the doctor, preferring to suffer and endure by themselves.
And it doesn't make sense that so many people are seriously ill in the nearby neighborhood at once.
In the blink of an eye, Long Yuehong thought of what she had experienced last night and the mission of the Hunter Guild, and said in a guessing tone:
"These are the people who had that nightmare last night?"
"Yes." Bai Chen, who was on the same side as Long Yuehong, agreed.
"I'll take a look, I'll take a look." Shang Jianyao shouted and crossed his body over Gnava and Long Yuehong.
Long Yuehong ignored this guy and said to herself:
"But the nightmare last night came to an abrupt end, and none of us showed symptoms of dizziness, nausea, or fatigue."
"This is likely to vary from person to person." Jiang Baimian said after consideration, "We are all tried and tested warriors, we have good strength, and our will is firm, even in the dream, relying on instinct, we will definitely last longer than most of the residents of the Green Olive District.
So there are corresponding symptoms and certain discomfort.
Gnava moved the neck made of metal up and down, and supported Shang Jianyao's body with his hands:
"There are definitely more people affected than there are queues at the clinic door. When faced with this situation, most people will choose to hold on for a day and get a good night's sleep to see if they can recover."
He made judgments based on the library of human behavior patterns he had established.
Jiang Baimian said "Hmm" and said to Bai Chen:
"Let's go, go around and go to the Ugo Hotel."
This effectively hides the fact that they live nearby.
As the jeep was moving forward, several security officers in gray and blue uniforms came out of the clinic and raised their hands to signal Bai Chen to stop.
Long Yuehong hurriedly glanced at Shang Jianyao, who had just sat upright, and motioned for him to prepare to do "thinking guidance".
Du, Du, Du.
One of the security officers bent down and knocked on the glass window of the passenger seat.
Jiang Baimian, who was disguised, pressed down the car window and asked pretending to be apprehensive:
"Sir, is there something wrong?"
The sheriff asked solemnly:
"Did you have nightmares last night?
"What kind of thing?"
Jiang Baimian raised the corners of his mouth, took out his hunter badge and shook it:
"Sir, we saw the mission of collective dreams in the guild yesterday."
She didn't say that she only watched the misses, nor did she mention that she had nightmares that were not affected, but her movements and words made people naturally understand in the direction she wanted:
This is a group of relic hunters who have received a mission and come to investigate today, they did not live here last night, and there is no doubt that they did not have nightmares.
The sheriff who asked did not hide his disappointed expression, waved his hand and said:
"Don't cause trouble, be calm!
"Report any situation as soon as possible!"
"Yes, sir." Jiang Baimian raised his hand and saluted indifferently, making himself act like an old fritters hunter who had been hanging out in the original city and surrounding areas for a long time.
After she closed the car window, Bai Chen drove the jeep around the block.
On the way, in order to act realistically enough, the "Old Tune Team" stopped the vehicle from time to time and asked passers-by to see if they had nightmares and what kind of nightmares they had.
After just asking five people, they got three affirmative answers, and the nightmares these three had were almost the same:
In the wilderness or inside abandoned buildings, hidden in the dark, monsters with bloody palms and elbows alternately supporting the ground chased after them.
"It's almost as the team leader guessed." Long Yue said sincerely with a red heart.
Jiang Baimian looked out the window and sighed slightly worriedly:
"If only the impact of 'nightmare' stopped there......"
She was afraid that the problem would become more and more serious, and eventually it would get out of control.
At this time, the jeep arrived at the earthy yellow three-story building where the Ugo Hotel was located.
As a relic hunter who came to this neighborhood to investigate the "nightmare", it is very reasonable and normal to ask door-to-door.
As soon as he entered the hall, Shang Jianyao sighed regretfully:
"No one is here."
The "people" here refer to the owner of Ugo.
There were actually some scattered rooms on the first floor, and there were a few guests, so Shang Jianyao didn't confirm that Boss Ugo was not there until he entered the lobby and combined with his observation of the environment.
"Did you go to the 'true self teaching'?" Jiang Baimian suppressed his voice and said to himself.
Now she can control the volume freely without worrying about being heard too loudly.
At this time, the front desk was empty, and the wooden door of the room connected to the back was closed.
As Bai Chen looked around, two guests staying at the door came back, and they were passing through the hall, rubbing their foreheads, and communicating casually:
"I thought I could get out of the wilderness and get a good night's sleep, but I had a nightmare that scared me so much that I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night."
"Me too, maybe I've been under a lot of pressure lately. If this is still the case in the future, I plan to go to the clinic to find a doctor to dispense some medicine, although this is definitely not cheap, but as a relic hunter, it is more important to stay in good condition."
"I wonder if something is wrong with this neighborhood, the boss didn't get up in the morning and opened the door, or I helped him do it."
"Really? You drove it?"
"Of course. You came out too late, I opened the door before you arrived."
Hearing the conversation between the two guests, Bai Chen's eyes flashed, and he vaguely had a bad premonition.
She hurriedly turned her gaze to Jiang Baimian and found that the team leader's brows were also slightly furrowed.
"Even if Boss Ugo really goes out to do business, he won't forget to open the door of the hotel." When the two guests returned to the room, Bai Chen expressed his thoughts.
Shang Jianyao looked at the room behind the front desk.
The wooden door was closed and no sound came out.
"Go and take a look." Jiang Baimian was ostensibly giving orders, but in fact he went to the front desk by himself.
Gnava, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen naturally dispersed and entered the combat position, ready to fire to cover their teammates at any time.
Shang Jianyao followed Jiang Baimian, carefully observing her direction.
"Well, not lost." Shang Jianyao was quite pleased.
At such a distance of a few meters, the target is so big that I can see it clearly, can I still get lost? Jiang Baimian tried to keep his expression serious.
She went around the front desk and arrived at Ugo's room, then extended her right palm and twisted the handle.
The wooden door slowly retreated, Jiang Baimian's nose twitched, and his expression suddenly became solemn.
As the door opened, the scene in the house completely came into her eyes:
A bed was placed against the wall on the left, next to a log-colored table, which was cluttered with sewing needles, old knives, black leather whips, multiple ropes, and only half of the candles.
The dark-skinned innkeeper Ugo was naked and fell on his back on the floor, his face tightly covered with a translucent blue plastic bag.
His eyes were wide open, there were traces of incontinence on his lower body, and a faint stench filled the room.
He no longer has the consciousness of belonging to humanity, and he has lost his life.
The sadness on Jiang Baimian's face flashed by, and he turned half his body and said to the team members outside in a deep voice:
"Boss Ugo is dead."
Dead? Boss Ugo is dead? Long Yuehong couldn't accept it.
Yesterday, the hotel owner was fine, and promised the team leader to contact General Fokas, why did he die suddenly today?
Shang saw Yao raising his left palm and sighed:
"Namo Arudra, may he ascend to bliss."
Jiang Baimian walked into the room step by step, always paying attention not to destroy the scene.
When Shang Jianyao arrived at the door, she squatted down and checked it roughly.
After a few minutes, Jiang Baimian straightened his back and said quite puzzledly:
"The cause of death was like suffocation.
"Judging from the situation at the scene, Boss Ugo covered his head with the plastic bag, tied his mouth tightly, and suffocated himself alive......"
If it were someone else, Jiang Baimian would definitely think that this was a scene deliberately forged by the real culprit, but what happened to Ugo and the devout believers of the 'True Self Sect' did not feel impossible.
These people always seek to abuse themselves in various ways, hoping to feel their "true self" through similar behaviors.
This is the equivalent of dancing on the edge of a cliff, and the slightest accident can shatter your bones.
Without waiting for others to respond, Jiang Baimian added:
"The time of death was probably between eleven o'clock and four o'clock in the middle of the night last night."
Last night...... Long Yuehong's heart moved, and she blurted out in horror:
"It couldn't be caused by that 'nightmare', right?"
(End of this chapter)