Rebel Demon King

Chapter 787 The Gate of Hell (4)

08:30 Athens time.

There are 11 hours and 26 minutes left on the life countdown timer of Han Jieji of Tai Chi Dragon Academy.

The warm winter sun shines on the colorful rubbish, children in overshoes are chasing and playing, their faces are full of joy of indifference to the world.The black-haired young man with mud spots on his jeans lit the garbage and baked a piece of food that looked like a cake. He was surrounded by several children, who swallowed their saliva and opened their big eyes full of longing. Watching the pie swirl over the fire.

At the door of the room not far to the left of Cheng Mo, a young man took out a 1-euro coin from his pocket and handed it to the woman standing by the colonnade, and then they entered the room with curtains together.Soon Cheng Mo's keen ears caught the rapid panting.

Adults with tired faces pushed their rusty bicycles along the narrow road in the middle, and there were crisp bells and shouts from time to time.Small shops dotted among the residences opened their iron fences.It is completely different from the bright and clean windows of the store outside. The grocery store is completely dark. The fat boss in a jacket beat and kicked away the refugees sleeping at the door, set up a stall in the corridor, and threw a pile of second-hand goods on the plastic sheet. .There is a snack bar diagonally opposite the corner where Cheng Mo curled up. A Middle Eastern woman in a headscarf stirs the earthen pot and spreads the gray noodle sauce on an oiled iron plate. A piece of pancake, lifted with calloused hands and thrown in a basket beside her, a man with a goatee standing beside her hung a blood-stained torso of a goat on an iron frame, countless flies were surrounding only A few pork ribs are swirled around.

At this moment, Cheng Mo felt that all the colors in front of him were rendered extremely real by the pungent smell.This kind of reality is full of stimulation, which makes your brain twitch with the memory of this strong smell.This is not just dilapidated alleys and crumbling buildings, nor is it just the smell of cheap spices on women and dirty sweat on men.There is also a kind of vitality that thrives in the city's decaying body.

From the perspective of ordinary Chinese people, this place is undoubtedly a nightmare out of reality. It is difficult for most Chinese people to imagine such a hellish living environment.But from a higher perspective, Cheng Mo sees a dynamic community that grows wildly.

Cheng Mo, who is familiar with history, knows that slums appeared almost at the same time as cities, from Suburra in ancient Rome (Note 1) to Luzuo (where the poor lived) in the Qin Dynasty, from the slums of St. Anthony in Dickens' "A Tale of Two Cities" to Hugo The San Michele slums in "Les Miserables", from Skid Row in Los Angeles to Dahavi in ​​Mumbai, in fact, urban development and slums are always tied together, and it is the product of social distribution and economic development imbalance.

At present, only Huaxia is better at solving the slum problem, and the solution is also very simple, that is, draw a circle on the wall and write the word "demolition".

Although such an approach has created certain social problems, in Cheng Mo's view, the overall advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Cheng Mo curled up in the corner and observed the situation of the skyscrapers motionlessly, and at the same time devoted himself to researching the problem of slums. Although he said that this problem has nothing to do with him, Cheng Mo has always been keen on thinking, in such an environment , involuntarily will start to think deeply about this phenomenon.

Time passed by like this, and Cheng Mo was not in a hurry. For him, Hydra was related to the Black Death, and it was not all a bad thing. After all, he was also a trainee doctor of the Black Death. "He was able to sneak into the skyscraper in front of him, but without the guidance of the insider, even if his identity was correct, he would definitely be suspected. He couldn't find a suitable reason and method, and entered the nine-year-old building just by relying on his identity as a junior doctor of the Black Death. The Headquarters of the Head Snake is tantamount to an idiot's dream
At noon, Cheng Mo received Fu Yuanzhuo's WeChat, asking him where he was, and asked him if he knew anything about Chen Fang, Han Jieji and Liu Jiayuan, and then told him that all the new students of Tai Chi Dragon are now because of the "Heavenly Chosen Forum" "The live broadcast post on the Internet was filled with righteous indignation. Cai Shufeng, Gu Feifan and Du Leng all volunteered to find Han Jieji, but they were rejected by the instructor. Now the entire new students of Tai Chi Dragon are in a state of anger. Although they can't bear it, everyone I am following the live video on the Chosen Forum.

Although Cheng Mo watched the video, he didn't read the comments below. At this moment, his thoughts moved slightly, guessing whether the murderer would take the initiative to leave a message, so he replied to Fu Yuanzhuo, "I have something to do, contact me later", and opened the "The Chosen One" On the forum, I entered the live broadcast post of death. At this time, the number on the glass sink has jumped to 7:21:44, and the water in the glass sink has reached Han Jieji's chest height.At this time, Han Jieji was in poor condition. His hair was wet, his eyes were gray, his face was pale, and his lips were blue. His body was shivering against the glass sink, and his skin was clearly wrinkled. The imminent fear made his expression show a kind of heart-wrenching despair
Even though Cheng Mo has always been as hard-hearted as iron, such a picture is a bit unbearable to read. One can imagine how depressing such a picture would be for ordinary people. Even Cheng Mo feels that giving Han Jieji a good time at this time will make people feel better psychologically. It's not so breathless that people even doubt human beings.

Cheng Mo sat in the corner, flipping through the messages below, and looking up at the entrance of the Hydra headquarters from time to time.The comments below are all condemning the murderer. Even the stalkers don't want someone to violate the "Chosen One's Covenant" so blatantly. According to the "Chosen One's Covenant" to capture the other party's body, as long as the other party pays the required ransom, It is necessary to release the other party, unless there is some deep hatred that cannot be solved, and there is also the act of killing the other party's body regardless of everything, but this kind of killing purely for money, even the inner world cannot tolerate it.

It is not that there are no people who applaud each other, but it is only a very small number.

Cheng Mo took a closer look, and found a lot of comments from members of Tai Chi Dragon, but those who applauded the murderer were not like what the murderer said. The chosen one did not speak from the murderer's standpoint, and it seemed that the murderer did not leave a message in the live post.

Cheng Mo didn't find anything in the message, so he didn't continue to pay attention to the live posts on the Chosen Forum, and wholeheartedly observed the situation of the Hydra headquarters. Throughout the morning, Cheng Mo didn't find too many people entering the skyscraper. I didn't see too many people coming out.According to Bai Xiuxiu's investigation yesterday, many of the ten floors below the skyscraper are dormitories. In addition, there are entertainment facilities and canteens. In this case, it is normal that no one comes in and out, but with so many people, it will definitely take a lot of time. How should these foods be transported in?

This makes Cheng Mo feel a little strange, because there are almost no roads for larger trucks in the middle of the skyscrapers surrounded by slums. According to Cheng Mo's observation, people in the slums use a kind of motor vehicle to transport goods. Tricycles, or three-wheeled bicycles, this kind of transportation capacity is enough to meet the small shops in the slums, but it is definitely not enough to meet the Hydra headquarters.

So Cheng Mo stood up from the corner of the corridor, planning to look around the Hydra headquarters skyscraper.The slums in the afternoon are not lazy, they are as busy as a market, but there are not many people selling goods seriously here, and most of the people standing by the painted and mottled colonnades are older women, Wrinkled women hid from the sun and stood in the shadows, pulling people passing by. The young women all went to the red light district at the front end of Aristotle Street. In the deepest part of the street, only the old women were left. Poor poor man, Cheng Mo saw someone give a few cents with a brassy silver edge, so he dragged a woman half-covered with tulle into the house.

People are so cheap here that it’s unbelievable, Cheng Mo didn’t have too much emotion, walked to the end of the house, across a clean space like a square is the Hydra headquarters, Cheng Mo walked around the skyscraper as if he was looking for something Walking around, I didn't find any patrolling people, but I found a relatively small entrance and exit on the side of the building. There was no door there, and it seemed that it could be entered casually. Cheng Mo tried his best to look inside. It was pitch black like nothing.In addition, on the other side of the rusty Ferris wheel, there is an entrance to the basement, but the entrance to the basement is blocked by cement bricks.

Cheng Mo changed a place and sat in a position where he could barely observe the front of the main entrance and the back entrance at the same time, but until sunset, he found nothing.Until six o'clock, Cheng Mo calculated the time, and there was still one hour and four ten minutes before Bai Xiuxiu could activate the carrier again, but only one hour and 10 minutes were left before Han Jieji's 24 hours, that is to say In any case, it is impossible to expect Bai Xiuxiu to sneak into the Hydra headquarters to find Ayala or Beret.

Cheng Mo hesitated for a moment, and sent a message to Bai Xiuxiu, asking her if the team that searched for Han Jieji had any results. After a while, Bai Xiuxiu returned to Cheng Mo. In the afternoon, he had already found the owner of the glass sink. The magician of the Athens Magic Festival, the Athens Magic Festival and the Athens Art Festival are equally famous, but the Athens Art Festival is generally held in June, while the Athens Magic Festival is generally held in December.

The owner of the glass sink, Jalino, is an American magician and a magician of a magic show company in Las Vegas. He has not yet arrived in Athens, but he just used the magic props to perform the glass sink for extreme escape. Shipped over.

According to Jalino, who is still in the United States, as long as he masters the mechanism, it is actually very easy to escape from the sink.In the magic he performed, he would pretend that he could not open the handcuffs on his hands when the sink was filled with water, and then struggled wildly in the sink to attract the attention of the audience, and took the opportunity to spin the glass on the top of the sink. At this time, the side of the glass sink facing the audience will turn into one-way glass in a very short moment, and at the same time, a gap can be opened at the bottom for people to enter and exit, and the water pump at the top will also increase the water intake to make up for the water leakage at the bottom Loss.At this time, he can take the opportunity to escape from the bottom.

This means that as long as Han Jieji analyzes that the sink in front of him is a magic prop, and finds the switch on the top edge of the sink disguised as a rubber gasket, even if no one rescues him, as long as there is no external interference, he can survive smoothly.

Cheng Mo felt that according to Han Juji's state, no one rescued him, and he must have no way to save himself, so he typed again and asked, "Have you found the whereabouts of the sink? It should be easy to find out the whereabouts of such a big thing."

After a while, Bai Xiuxiu replied: "The other party pried open the prop warehouse prepared by the Athens Magic Festival Organizing Committee for magicians in the middle of the night, and dragged away the sink with a truck with a forged number plate. We can only judge The general direction, and the distribution rate of cameras in the suburbs of Athens is not high, the other party is familiar with the surveillance location and deliberately walked around. So far, the whereabouts of the truck have not been found, and now all the staff stopped what they were doing and joined the team looking for the main target It is an abandoned factory and warehouse in Peristri, a suburb of Athens."

Cheng Mo held his mobile phone and fell into deep thought. The winter sunset had already fallen into the skyline of the city. He looked up and saw that the electricity in the slums had not been cut off at this time, and warm yellow lights were shining from countless dilapidated small buildings. Only the Hydra headquarters in front of him was still immersed in darkness.

Cheng Mo stared at the Hydra headquarters in the dark, and began to try to get himself into the mind of the murderer. He had to find out a complete logic for the murderer, why did he freeze Liu Jiayuan into a "thinker", and why did he take so much trouble to give it to him? Han Jieji is a water tank that can escape. The picture of Liu Jiayuan being frozen into an ice sculpture appeared again in his mind. He closed his eyes and used the powerful memory ability of the carrier to make himself seem to have broken through the constraints of time and space and returned to the Royal Olympic Games. hotel.

Sunset, rose petals, frozen Liu Jiayuan, the shape of a thinker with one hand on his chin, the ice sculpture looks down at the temple at the door of the balcony.Glass sinks, magic props, countdown timers, and survivors struggling in the water. All these images are spinning like a revolving lantern in Cheng Mo's mind.

But for Cheng Mo, the answer is still very far away.

The sun gradually sank into the horizon, and as night fell, the lights of the whole Athens were lit up. The Lycabeto Mountain not far away was like an oasis floating in the sea of ​​lights.

The moment the lights in the slums went out, Cheng Mo, who was meditating like a meditator, stood up suddenly. He clenched his fists and whispered as if dreaming: "Iron Foundry Foundry."

However, when he came back to his senses, Cheng Mo found that the surroundings had been plunged into darkness, and the electricity in the slums had been cut off. Cheng Mo was shocked. Based on the twelve hours of power supply, it should be eight o'clock now, and it was already over. for 24 hours.

Cheng Mo quickly took out his mobile phone and sent Bai Xiuxiu the message "Iron Factory", and then quickly opened the Chosen Forum and entered the live post. The red number on the glass sink has changed to 00:00:00, and the water in the sink is The ice sculpture-like Han Jieji was rapidly draining from the opening at the bottom, like a rock on the shore, revealing his jagged face in the ebbing sea water.

With his head down, he stroked the half-bent knee of his right leg with his left hand, and the index finger of his right hand pointed down to the heel of his stepping on the rock.

Statue - "Adam".

Like "The Thinker", it comes from Rodin's unfinished large-scale sculpture "The Gates of Hell".

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　Note 1——Ancient Rome was called the city of seven hills. The city was built on the hills, and Suburra was a depression sandwiched between the two hills.In many works, Subra is described as "hot, sick, dirty and damp".It belongs to the slums with earlier historical records, and it is also a notorious red light district. The bottom floor is shops and people live above.The residents here are mainly composed of immigrants and the bottom population above the slave class.The urban infrastructure of ancient Rome is notoriously advanced, but the book describes Suburra as follows: "In short, where it is needed most, there is a lack of mechanized sanitation facilities. Although the majority of residents can spend a little tip to patronize during the day nearby public toilets, but defecation at home is dumped in covered cesspools at the bottom of the stairwells of their overcrowded apartments."

　　The reason why Subra has been recorded in such detail is because the most important figure in ancient Rome, Julius Caesar, was born here.

　　
　
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