205 If memory is unreliable
Admitted your mistake?
It is possible, but with the last name, the possibility is drastically reduced.
So... my buddy really has a suite in the Demon? I can't find out because I didn't hang it in my name?
A word from the man in the Demon City was like a flash of lightning flashing through Zhou Nan's mind.
Which building, which building and which room?
This is not a problem, just a cliché, his strengths.
In just a flash of thought, Zhou Nan raised his smile and greeted him.
After a few words of courtesy, the general situation has been clear.
The man in the Demon City is not a mysterious figure, he is also a resident here.
Since this old and dilapidated old house does not exist in the property, but there are many people who will inevitably produce garbage. The corridor environment needs to be maintained. In his spare time, the man undertakes sanitation and cleaning, and each resident pays him a hundred yuan a month.
Therefore, men may be much more familiar with the residents of these buildings than the neighborhood committees in the jurisdiction.
This time, people were not very enthusiastic about talking. Most of the reason was that Zhou Nan paid a one-year "cleaning fee" last time and was about to expire.
Maliuer paid another year for the fee, and the man in the Magic City smiled even more kindly.
Just look at the corridor environment and you will know that this guy is not losing money, he only maintains the lowest standard and can see it.
A few minutes later, Zhou Nan stood alone in front of a dilapidated door.
Most residents in the same building have replaced new types of security doors, and only here still maintains the same configuration as the old lady before, so no wonder the keys are the same.
Speaking of keys... Zhou Nan certainly won't carry them with him.
Who has nothing to do on business trips and still brings that thing with him? His key is lying in Kyoto.
Return without success?
Not so!
As we all know, you may not have to use a key when entering the door, especially this kind of door lock that is 20 or 30 years old, one card is enough.
After ten seconds, with a creaking sound, the door shaft drove the old break open and opened.
A strand of hair fell inconspicuously into the dust caused by the opening of the door. If Zhou Nan hadn't had his eyes good enough, he would not have noticed it.
?
Why do you seem to be shooting a spy movie?
The south is not like the north, and the environment is humid and hot, so even if it has been vacant for nearly a year, the indoor dust is not too excessive.
Inside the sight, there was only a light at the door. In the quiet and dark room, it was like a beast with a big mouth, waiting to devour all the creatures entering... Well, it's exaggerated.
The above is the children's version. Who made us come out of Disney? My thinking is inevitably a bit fairy tale.
Zhou Nan stepped in, fumbled around the door, and soon found the switch.
"Pa".
The old-fashioned light bulb, flashing dim lights, enveloping the two bedrooms and one living room in warm colors.
The interior layout of the hall is very conventional, well, the regular style from the end of the last century.
Sofas, coffee tables, old color TVs are placed squarely on the table next to the wall, and now it should be quite difficult for ordinary people to find them.
Judging from the various traces, no one should have come in before him. Should we praise the excellent public security in the Demon City?
Close the door and walk in.
Zhou Nan pressed the TV switch with the owed hand, and there was a snowflake... OK, I still want to reminisce about the childlike fun, it seems that there is no chance.
He opened two bedrooms in one by one, and took a look around.
One is a bedroom with a hard bed, blue and white bedding, and a few sets of men's clothes hanging in the closet. The size is exactly the right fit for him.
The other room was obviously converted into a study room, with a bunch of books and miscellaneous items placed.
There is nothing to introduce in the kitchen and bathroom. With this common problem of old houses, the sewer odor is more serious. I guess Comrade Xiao Duan may not be able to hold on.
After wandering around, Zhou Nan's mind was filled with question marks.
Because this is an ordinary house that has been around for a long time, there is no special thing, so why did he spend a lot of effort to build such a place? Just for nostalgia?
Brigade Zhou felt it for a while, thinking that he shouldn't be such a funny person.
Thinking from the perspective of others, oh no, it seems that he shouldn't say that. After all, he was the one who made this decision before, so Zhou Nan thought about what circumstances he would do such a place thousands of miles away from Kyoto.
According to previous case handling records, except for a limited number of business trips, he has basically never been to the Magic City after work.
If there is no clue to this, then change to a narrower idea and ask: Where will "I" hide the secret in an existing house?
This is very intriguing.
Standing in the middle of the hall, Zhou Nan glanced at him for a week. In theory, he was not a person who liked to hide, so no matter what he should be, just like all the decorations in this room, without any abruptness.
There are no electronic products in the house. If he wants to tell himself something, he should choose...write it down?
It won't be that simple, right?
It turns out that Zhou Nan was a very simple person, both in the past and now, because after returning to the study, he easily found a piece of origami from a stack of books.
After opening, a4 size.
Above is his own handwriting.
It looks simple, but the content is not that simple.
Because this is his own "shortnote" version, he was created to deal with a large number of classroom notes, and he is probably the only one who can understand it completely and logically.
Zhou Nan turned on the reading lamp next to the table and spread the paper flat on the desktop.
He has not used the "shortleshooting" skill since graduation, and he has taken a lot of trouble to "translate" it completely.
"Underground Smile"
"Buried alive in the wilderness"
"Time loop"
"Pisces Jade Pendant"
“…”
A series of unrelated words made Zhou Nan confused himself. Is it because it was useless for too long and the translation was incorrect?
No, he is still confident in memory.
And after these unknown words, the word "five million" with a big question mark is always correct, right?
Could it be...
Zhou Nan had a clue, was it a copy he had experienced?
With such a connection, "underground smile" doesn't make sense.
The last memory was indeed in the sewer, that is, the underground world, and smiled... Didn't the corners of the victims' mouths look like they were laughing because they were split?
After analyzing this, the four words that were not clear were particularly appropriate.
But isn’t it a copy reward? What’s going on with this big question mark after “five million”?
Ticking your head...
Things didn't seem to be as simple as he thought.
At the end of the page, there is a line of questions.
"If memory is unreliable, what else can be trusted?"
After translating this sentence, Zhou Nan's hand couldn't help but tremble. Damn these are really words written by the buddy himself? It's so literary and philosophical!
However, the handwriting was in front of me, Brother Nan had to pinch his nose and recognize this.
The emergence of a house seems to have gained something, but it seems to have nothing.
But Zhou Nan is obviously a person who is good at focusing on the key points, and this book is the notes he summarized and summarized by himself.
Thinking about everything back to its original state.
Chapter completed!