Daily life continues, and the days are stable and stable until the last day of October. Some festivals on the continent of Terra are somewhat similar to those on Earth. On this night, Western countries on Earth will celebrate a festival called Halloween very lively.
Terra, today is Requiem Day.
Although he did not study it, Jiang Yan felt that Requiem Festival should not be a local festival in Longmen, but combined with the local culture during the cultural spread and evolved its own appearance. Thinking carefully, the original intention of Halloween is also a festival to commemorate the dead, but not
I don’t know why it evolved into a popular festival that specializes in cross-dressing to ask for candy. The Longmen Requiem Festival is also closely related to candy, but at the same time its original intention of commemorating the deceased has been preserved.
The happy side, the serious side, whatever you want it to be like, it is what it looks like to you. Longmen's Requiem Night is like the city itself, containing colorful smoke and dust.
"Iron Arm, I've done it here." After Jiang Yan finished writing the report, the sky outside had darkened. "Is there anything else to do?"
"No - you have a date tonight, don't you? I will help you sort out anything." Iron Arm held the cigarette in his mouth and smiled, "Go ahead, kid." "Okay, thank you." Jiang Yan accepted it.
After receiving this help, I put on my coat - at this time, the cold wind finally started to blow in Longmen, so I took my mobile phone and watch with me. After struggling for a while, the pistol, holster and dagger were just placed on the equipment rack.
It would be better not to take out those things that are offensive tonight.
Recently, the amount of paperwork has increased, and work has been much later. Shen Mo made an appointment with him at the street corner, and there was not much time left. Jiang Shao left quickly, and finally arrived on the verge of being late. Jiang Shao looked at his watch to make sure he was
Whether he was on base safely or not, the voice on the side that he hadn't heard for a long time greeted him enthusiastically: "It's a good watch."
Jiang Yan looked up and responded with a smile: "Thank you. Long time no see, Ghost Sister." In front of him was Xingxiong wearing a Guards Bureau uniform. She was holding an alien shield, and there were many colleagues around her - this seemed to be
Somewhere at the meeting place of the Guards Bureau? Xingxiong still has that reassuring big-sister temperament. "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you are doing well recently, and the club's business is good."
Jiang Yan smiled awkwardly, "Sister Ghost, are you planning to arrest me?" Although it was a joke, if the Guard Bureau really planned to investigate Jiang Yan, it would still bring him a lot of trouble. If possible, it would be better to avoid causing trouble.
Xingxiong laughed heartily three times, "How could it be? You are a great benefactor to us. Thanks to you, places that were originally difficult to deal with have been restored to normal, which has reduced a lot of workload. Besides, today
We still have work to do." Xing Xiong pointed helplessly behind him, "Brothers have to be on duty - there are always a lot of things going on in such big occasions."
"It's hard work - it's really not easy to be on duty." "There's nothing I can do about it." Xingxiong sighed with a bitter smile, "What's more, isn't there an urban legend called the 'Fang Clown'? The higher-ups are worried that someone will take advantage of it.
This momentum has caused trouble, and even copycats have appeared." "'The Fang Joker'?" Jiang Yan thought it was a borrowed word at first, but after reading it again, he realized that it was in English. "This name is quite right.
What's this weird thing...?" Seeing that Jiang Yan had never heard of it, Xingxiong was a little surprised: "Haven't you heard of it? It seemed to be from Victoria's side at first, but slowly this month
It became popular around the world.”
"At first it seemed that a mutilated body was left behind. If I remember correctly, it should have been found in City A at the end of August - it looked like it was leftover by a wild beast. The nose, hands and feet were all eaten and torn apart.
But it’s not a bite that caused death. It’s a case that’s difficult to characterize. I don’t know whether it should be classified as homicide or accidental death.” Xingxiong recalled and started to tell Jiang Shao the parts she still remembered, “Actually, there are also
There are no strongly related incidents. It’s just that the occasional disappearances have been linked together by some idlers. If they insist that they are caused by the same person, urban legends have emerged:
"It is said that the prisoner is a gentleman wearing a suit and a top hat, with a clown's mask on his face. He goes out on moonlit and foggy nights in Victoria to take away the victims, hunt them with his fangs and eat them dry.
Wipe it clean—that’s the story.”
"The story is quite interesting." Jiang Shao responded after hearing this, "But there is no connection at all. It should just be a topic for fun."
"Yeah, that's why it's called an urban legend." Xing Xiong agreed and shrugged, "But you're afraid that someone will take the fun seriously, aren't you?"
At this moment, Shen Mo and Shen Xuan arrived - they seemed to be jogging all the way, causing their breathing to be a little short. "Brother Jiang Shao!" "Jiang Shao, I'm sorry, it took a little longer than expected."
"Xing Xiong looked back, "So you have an appointment with someone. That's really disturbing." She looked at Jiang Yan's watch and then at Shen Mo's wrist, thoughtfully. "...Hmph, forget it.
Already."
"Be safe." After waving goodbye to Jiang Yan, Xingxiong returned to the queue.
"Sorry, you've been waiting for a long time?" Shen Mo flipped his hair, seeming a little uneasy.
"No, it didn't take long, and we also chatted with acquaintances." Jiang Shao bent down and helped Shen Xuan straighten the clothes that were messed up while running, "Let's go."