"What the hell is going on? Everything was fine during the rehearsal."
Mo Peng is just an ordinary spectator, and at most he is a relative of one of the performers. It would be too difficult for him to know the inside story. They talked a lot over there, just to relieve the symptoms of anxiety, and did not say anything.
Ronan listened quietly without saying a word. It wasn't until the woman who left hastily walked away that she said, "I know, maybe it's just to change the position. It's very common during performances. What didn't Moya tell you?"
"The phone over there was shut down a long time ago. I called Brother Hai Jing, but he didn't explain clearly and hung up quickly... Hey, isn't it that the program has been cancelled?"
"Don't think so wildly, it'll be okay. I'll be there in a moment, leave a seat for me."
Ronan hung up the communication. Until this moment, the man who was kicked away at the other end did not fully get up. It was not that he was kicked hard, but he finally saw the dense figures here, especially Ronan, who was a little dazed at the head. lock up.
This man was about the same age as Cao Shanhai, or even younger, and his face still had the remnants of the influence of alcohol or other narcotic substances. After being stunned for a few seconds, he instinctively put on clothes. The light antique-style robe was indeed very convenient for covering up his ugliness.
Ronan didn't say anything, and walked straight forward, bypassing the flower and tree partition in front, and entered a messy grass "battlefield".
The man subconsciously thought that Ronan was going to argue with him, so he quickly took a step back. His feet were flat, but his left and right feet knocked against each other, and he almost tripped, breaking into a cold sweat. This moment allowed him to take a break from the effects of alcohol and LSD.
The problem is, Ronan ignored him at all and just looked down at the area - things ended in a hurry, and there were many traces left here, including abandoned clothes, shoes and the like.
When the woman left, wasn't she barefoot
What Ronan did was completely against common sense. But the more this happened, the more unclear the pulse of the man beside him was. Before he could recover from the shock of seeing Ronan, he was confused again.
This is different from the scene he preset earlier!
Men can't stand this. It's like a spider that has finally succeeded in weaving a web. As soon as it sees its prey clinging to the web, a stone flies from the sky and hits a big gap there...
Coincidence, must be a coincidence!
The man didn't believe it. He had made such a careful and tortuous arrangement, but just after he had started, the real owner came to visit him. It was completely unreasonable! Moreover, this indifferent attitude as if seeing a stranger, what the hell is that!
After staring at the back of Ronan's head for ten seconds, the man finally couldn't help it anymore - this also meant that the excitement of emotions and nerves overcame the unclear reason, and some very important and unfinished matters The entire process was skipped by him, and he began the performance that he had replayed countless times in his mind.
Moving a few steps to the side, the man ensured that he was within Ronan's field of vision, and then deliberately adjusted his tone and made a sign of surprise: "Hey, isn't this Junior Brother Luo?"
Ten seconds was enough for Ronan to see the entire scene, and it was also enough for him to discover more details. Compared with the chaos on the surface, he pays more attention to the order and regularity hidden in the details.
It was also at this moment that noisy voices continued to reach my ears: "I didn't expect that we could meet in a place like this. I have read your intelligence information and they said that you are a good boy who is taciturn and obedient. It turns out that I am also a member of the same school. Yes, the teacher should have taught me the idiom 'near vermillion, one is red, near ink, one is black'."
The man laughed to himself, put away his clothes casually, and then took the initiative to come forward, making sure to let Ronan hear more clearly: "Not to mention, there are really good things in your sister's band, this electric girl is really It’s like it’s electrified, it’s delicious... let’s talk about it?”
Men who chatter endlessly are the most annoying. Moreover, the words with malicious and disgusting tendencies also disrupted Ronan's thinking a lot.
Ronan frowned and turned to look at this familiar face: "What are you calling?"
“…”
The man's face became dull for a moment. When he truly understood what Ronan meant, it was already two seconds later. He also tried to control it and put on a more calm face. However, when he met Ronan's eyes and truly felt the other person's unpretentious attitude, the emotions that had been surging suddenly exploded. .
"Why are you pretending to be stupid!"
There was a sharp inflection in the man's voice, and he subconsciously reached out to use more direct means to enhance Ronan's impression and memory. However, the biggest problem is that he encounters not only Ronan, but also a group of military and political students who are in desperate need of performance.
In the blink of an eye, several people stretched out their skills, jumped over the flower and tree partitions, grabbed his arms and throat, dragged him back, and then pushed him to the ground.
After enduring rounds of alcohol and potion, the man's little sense would never have predicted this scene - but it happened in real life.
Reality and imagination collided. The former gave the latter a round of critical hits without mercy, causing tons of damage. The beautiful bubble burst, which the man couldn't accept, especially after he fell to his knees, his string of reason completely broke. He roared loudly, trying to make Ronan remember:
"Ronan, you bastard! Look clearly, I am Huang Bingzhen, the Huang Bingzhen who was tricked into the hospital by you!"
"Huang Bingzhen?"
Ronan really remembered, yes, there was this person. In the Frost River Reality Incident, a key point in the Justice Order's experiment to imitate the Human-Faced Spider was later compromised...
Of course, that's not the point right now. Ronan stood on the lawn, closed his eyes, blocked out external interference, pondered for a moment, then turned around and waved to the octopus.
Octopus was looking at Huang Bingzhen, but Zhang Yingying pushed him, and then he came to his senses and pointed at his nose: "Call me?"
After getting the affirmative answer, the octopus also walked to the lawn, looked at the scattered clothes and traces, and clicked its tongue.
"Squidward, the smell here seems familiar.
"Hehehe, who do you think I am?"
Octopus instinctively wanted to maintain his own glorious image, but when he saw Ronan's serious eyes, he suddenly woke up. At this moment, his nostrils were slightly flaring, trying to absorb the smell molecules floating around as much as possible. Years of professional experience allowed him to make a quick judgment:
"It should be 'leaves', but some processing has been done. The THC component has been extracted more professionally, and some other ingredients have been blended. It is a very beautiful hallucinogen. But for this kind of scene, it is already a relatively restrained type. "
When it comes to neurological drugs, Ronan can be considered a semi-professional. He has concepts but a relatively narrow range of knowledge. He then asked: "What are the other ingredients?"
Most of the octopus' abilities are in the proportioning and purification of pharmaceutical ingredients. Its sensitivity in special fields even exceeds some precision instruments. He thought about it again and replied: "If you don't count the ordinary impurities, it seems that you can use local materials and some nearby vegetation and branches to make this thing... Oh, it's amazing!"
At this time, Zhang Yingying, Zhu Gan and others also came over to take a look. The former wrinkled his nose, his eyes swept across the traces left at the scene, and he immediately grasped the key point: "There is one more robe, and there are still people here!"
Zhugan agreed: "It's a lot of fun."
At this time, Octopus caught the key to his professional level. He turned around and looked at the types of vegetation around him: "Bay, lavender, mint... nothing special, and it does have the value of purification. The key is that there are no instruments here. The traces of operation are purely handmade, but it can achieve an effect similar to deep processing, which normal people will definitely not be able to do! Well, I can’t do it either.”
Ronan nodded slightly: "Ability person."
Zhugan concluded: "And he is a guy who is proficient in pharmacology, biological neurology, and has extremely strong survival ability in the wild."
Ronan agreed. His eyes swept over Huang Bingzhen without stopping. He was already thinking about how to lock the target through mental induction.
Zhang Yingying was very surprised: "Are you going to arrest this person? Is he a dangerous person?"
"To judge the trend of spiritual turbidity, it is like a puzzle. You have to fill in the key links to see which branch it will go - it is full of malice. To say that it is just this Huang, Huang, what is it, I don't know. Too trusting."
Having said that, Ronan could not help but be disturbed by common things after all. He remembered one thing: "Brother Squidward, do me a favor. Sister Shuiyi is the woman just now. She has a long 'medical history' and is mentally ill." She’s not in a good condition either, so just follow her, she’s the drummer of the band and can’t be replaced.”
Octopus frowned: "She will be on stage soon."
"If possible, give her some control drugs to prevent her from getting into trouble, at least until she steps down... Oh, it actually doesn't make much sense."
Ronan has seen some possibility in the turbid current flowing on the spiritual level. As the already well-known Murphy's Law shows - if there is a possibility that things will go bad, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen.
At this moment, Cao Shanhai, the "Bagua King" of the Shenyan Society, was also pushed to the front by the military and political students. Compared with Huang Bingzhen, this person looked much more unbearable. He just said: "Follow me." It doesn’t matter, I said it has nothing to do with me! I just heard them say that they wanted to use that female drummer to try to drag your sister into the water. That’s all I know..."
"I'm going to fuck your grandma, you're such a big talker!" Huang Bingzhen finally knew where something went wrong, but he could only use his words and couldn't do anything else.
Ronan looked towards Cao Shanhai. Zhang Yingying knew what he was thinking and asked first: "Hey, when you say 'them', do you mean there is one other person besides this scumbag?"
"Yes, there is another one. He is a lean guy with very dark skin and very wild. It is said that he is a friend Huang Bingzhen made in the hospital. He was here just now!"