Chaoyang has not been idle these two days. Based on Detective Zhang's inference, he first went to No. 958, which is the Sinclair Theater, to check the situation. Unfortunately, he did not find anything unusual.
After some inquiries, he learned that there are three theaters in Brilliant Castle, and Sinclair is the largest of them. In addition to performing fixed programs every day, it also occasionally performs performances customized by dignitaries. It has even taken on the important task of receiving royal members.
The several opera troupes it cooperates with are also well-known. Logically speaking, it is difficult to cause trouble in a place like this. If Detective Zhang is not wrong in his judgment, there must be some reason why the murderer chose this place, but unfortunately he still doesn't know it yet.
Chaoyang later met with Judy and told her that the results would probably be available in the next two days and asked her to prepare in advance.
Although he didn't know what would happen in the theater and whether the missing reporter was dead or alive, he had already buried a backdoor in the contract and did not limit the life or death of the missing person. Even if Court Dann was found, he was completely dead.
, nor will it hinder the completion of the contract.
Therefore, he only needs to quietly watch the scene play out and provide some "help" at the right time.
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The traffic in the city at night was obviously not convenient enough. After everyone found that they could not find a carriage, they decided to run there. After all, the city is not big, and it only takes a quarter of an hour to run from south to north.
At this time, Zhang Zhiyuan pulled the corner of Zhou Zhi's clothes and deliberately fell behind.
"Do you know them?" He glanced at Joe James and others, "I'm asking about reality."
"Uh... I've met once, but I'm not familiar with it. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just asking. How did you join this game?"
"What else can I do? Just be like you." Zhou Zhi said casually.
Zhang Zhiyuan knew that this was a defensive statement and that the other party did not trust him enough.
"I received an invitation letter. How should I put it? Before I came, I thought the park was exaggerating. I didn't expect to find out after I arrived... They said they were exaggerating." He immediately changed the topic and said in a relaxed tone,
"This is not a simple game. If everyone can play it, I can guarantee that everyone in this city will be our own people."
Even though everyone spoke Chinese, there was still a clear difference in their accents. Zhou Zhi glanced at him and said, "Brother, where are you from?"
"From Shoucheng." Zhang Zhiyuan said with a smile, "How can you be sure that I am older than you? Maybe I should be called Brother You."
"I can still see this. Your skills in speaking and doing things are better than those of my friends..." Zhou Zhi swallowed it back halfway, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."
"It doesn't matter, I'll just be my brother." Zhang Zhiyuan waved his hand, "What about you? Where do you live?"
"Jiang Cheng, maybe we can meet in person later."
"I have no problem." He responded immediately, "By the way... you have already entered the paradise once before? Or were you a pirate?"
"Hey, don't mention it." Zhou Zhi sighed repeatedly, "That time I played for less than thirty minutes and spent most of the time at sea. I finally made it to the shore, but in the end I was killed by a group of lunatics. Those ghost guys and I
I really can’t tell, they find being killed extremely exciting, but I really don’t want to experience the feeling of being stabbed through the stomach again.”
"Then you're still coming? Tickets for this game aren't cheap, are they?"
"You don't understand, what attracts me is something else..."
Zhang Zhiyuan noticed that when Zhou Zhi said this, he unconsciously raised his head and glanced at the back of Naruko Asahara.
"Really?" He didn't continue to ask, "Then you'd better keep your eyes open later, and be careful. I can't guarantee that everyone can survive."
"What do you mean?" Zhou Zhi looked surprised, "Aren't we chasing the murderer? What's more, we have equipment this time, so if we do it mentally or not, it won't be the same as last time."
"I hope so too." Zhang Zhiyuan sighed softly.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Zhi gradually slowed down, "Did you find any other problems?"
"I realized it when I was blown by the sea breeze when I came out. Do you think this serial murder mystery is difficult?"
"Uh, this..." the other party paused for a moment, "I can't tell anyway. But you were able to find the hidden clues on the same day, so it shouldn't be too difficult a case, right? Of course, it's also possible that you are gifted, Brother Zhang.
Extraordinary talent..."
"Don't brag, let me tell you the truth. It's really not difficult. I'm definitely not the only one who can tell." Zhang Zhiyuan lowered his voice, "In fact, I suspect that the reporter also saw the clues, so he disappeared.
"
Zhou Zhi couldn't help but shudder, "This should be a setting..."
"But what if it wasn't?" Zhang Zhiyuan disagreed, "The gang of murderers committed crimes continuously and left notices of murders. The time span spanned several months, but so far no one has been arrested. Don't you think this is a bit strange?"
"Brother, what exactly do you want to say?"
"I only said that the case is probably not as simple as it seems, so you must be more vigilant later."
Zhou Zhi was speechless for a moment.
After a moment, he spoke in a low voice, "But even if you die, you will just exit the game. If something happens to me later, please remember to give me a happy ending."
"What are you talking about? I don't want to attack one of my own."
"Please, this is just a game..." Zhou Zhi emphasized again.
But how different is it from reality?
What's more, Zhang Zhiyuan doesn't think a game can achieve this level.
He was thinking this in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud.
"Speaking of which, my body is really good. I haven't been out of breath after running for so long. The theater shouldn't be far away, right?" Zhou Zhi said, his expression suddenly changed, and his pace suddenly slowed down a bit, "Hey, where are they?"
Only then did Zhang Zhiyuan notice that the people running in front seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"What should we do, Brother Zhang? We are now——"
Before Zhou Zhi could finish speaking, a hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness and dragged him into the street! Just as he was about to scream, the other hand tightly covered his mouth.
"Silence." A cold female voice said.
After hearing this, Zhou Zhi immediately relaxed, and he even wanted the other party to continue covering him for a while.
The one who pulled him was none other than Naruko Asahara.
Turning around, Zhang Zhiyuan was also pulled in, but it was Jason Taylor who pulled him in, and his mouth was not covered.
"What happened?" Zhang Zhiyuan asked.
"There are people outside the theater, and you two are too far away from us. I can only go back with Miss Asahara to warn you two." Taylor explained, "Qiao and the Russians are watching them."
"What are you talking about? You are so far behind." Naruko Asahara said with a hint of reproach in her tone.
"Sorry, sorry, it's just nonsense." Zhang Zhiyuan laughed, "What do you mean there are people outside the theater?"
"You'll know after you see it for yourself."
The four of them followed the shadows on the street and walked quietly to the end of Golden Street. The outline of the Grand Theater was like a hill in the night, and seemed darker than the surrounding neighborhood buildings. At this moment, almost no one was walking on the street, and in the distance
Occasionally, the sound of carriage wheels rolling over the stone road could be heard, but otherwise the city was silent.
Zhang Zhiyuan immediately discovered the reason why it was darker here: the street lights around the theater were not working.
The lighting in this city is still the ancient oil lamp. Although it requires manual refilling, it is stable and reliable. If someone does not deliberately cause trouble, it is unlikely to go out by itself at night.
In this blinding night, there were actually a few shadows moving around the theater - they gathered together in twos and threes, seemingly loose, but they basically controlled several street corners, and no matter which direction other people came from,
It is difficult to approach the theater without being noticed. In other words, these people are not just wandering vagrants, but are guarding this area with a purpose.