Let the whole universe drop SAN together

"Actually, I still can't figure it out."

After the heavy fog in Kemingting Town was completely blown away by the flowing wind like an ordinary weather phenomenon, everyone went back to their respective homes to find their mothers. Nixon and Mike's short annual vacation was completely over, and they were about to return to their busy social life.

While packing up his things, Nixon asked, "What do you not understand?"

"The whole thing," Mike said, "where does the fog come from? Where does that door lead? What does the little boy with the black hair and red eyes do—or is he really a normal kid? Why do they have Ability to solve this kind of supernatural event?"

He turned his head and stared at Nixon with a frown: "And you, aren't you the most willing to get to the bottom of it? Why did you just tacitly treat everything as if nothing happened this time?"

Nixon put his jacket in the suitcase, and asked the wrong question: "Did you notice that the other people who came out of the fog don't remember anything."

Mike nodded. "People who go into the fog don't remember being there, and people who know they've been forget that they know. There's also town camera footage, dashcams, attraction tickets, magic invitations, and The music box is all gone. If it weren’t for the number of tens of kilometers added to the odometer of the car we rented, and your memory matches my memory, I almost wondered if my brain had gone out. question."

"But normal people don't care about whether their mileage is correct or not." Nixon stopped his movements, "They only think that the instrument record is wrong, or that they took a long detour one day."

"So now it's just you," Mike pointed at Nixon, "and me, the two of us have the opportunity to unravel the veil of the mysterious incident and put the truth of Kemingting Town in front of everyone."

"..."

"..."

Mike: "Why don't you talk?"

Nixon: "...you really want to write this kind of article?"

Mike: "...I'm just kidding, I'm not stupid. The most important thing to be a human being is to be sincere."

With the acquiescence of the gods, the two sincere people who retained their memories looked at the overwhelming reports in the newspapers related to the dispersal of the fog in Kemingting Town, and the countless climatologists, astronomers, biologists racked their brains and came up with it. After analyzing the results, he silently picked up his suitcase and returned to the capital as if nothing had happened.

On the first day of work, a colleague asked: "Is there anything interesting in Kemingting Town?"

Nixon: "No."

Mike: "No."

Colleagues did not doubt him, and said with emotion: "Yes. The snow in Kemingting before may be a precursor to climate change. After the fog cleared, the only natural scenic spot disappeared. The government ensured safety and must continue to build new cities... In a few years, Kemingting Town will probably become the [-]th Ring Road outside the capital."

Mike nodded sharply: "You're right."

Seeing that they had nothing to ask, the others buried themselves in their work with regrets about urbanization.Because Kemingting's news had already been covered by other newspapers, they didn't think that the two colleagues who were on vacation would know any inside secrets, so they didn't even bother to ask.

In the eyes of Nixon and Mike, a strange and dangerous accident was like a cool wind blowing in summer, which was forgotten by the people who eat melons in an instant.

However, there are still people in this world who will continue to pay attention to mysterious phenomena that science cannot explain.

This is an anonymous forum with a simple interface and backward functions. The user activity is very low, and few people have heard of it.

On the top of the webpage is a line of colorful fonts, full of middle-aged and elderly people's rural atmosphere, written in standard interstellar lingua franca: "Port Yalply Aquaculture Base Forum".

It is estimated that many users who accidentally click in will be dismissed by this unknown forum name.

——Maybe it is the internal communication forum of the aquatic product company, ordinary people would think so.

Just after the fog cleared in Kemingting Town, someone posted a post.

[Subject: Have you read the latest news?

Host: Another accident happened in Kemingting Town, this time it is the turn of the fog =w=

Floor 1: Do big things!Make a big deal!Gentlemen, I am so excited!

2nd floor: What the hell is the excitement upstairs.I am in Kemingting now. When I lived next to the fog, the surrounding area was super quiet. Sleeping at night is more comfortable than in the urban area.As a result, the fog cleared up now, and the renovation and construction of the building next door started immediately QAQ I was so sad, I made a mistake.

Floor 3: Isn't this the Port Yarpley Aquaculture Base Forum?Why would anyone live in Keminting?

4th Floor: Check out the newbies on the [-]rd floor. The name of the forum is often changed. It is because of the incident of cultists that emerged in Port Yarplais. The moderator deliberately changed the name to what it is now.

Floor 5: Why are there still newcomers in our forum? Don’t you need an internal invitation code to read and reply?Which bigwig gave his precious quota recently?

Floor 6: My focus is on Kemingting, who will tell me why the fog dissipates?

7th Floor: Ask God.

8th Floor: Ask God.

Floor 9: I'm going to ask God.

10th floor: Hahahahahahahahahaha 9th floor, tell me what God said?

11th floor: I am from the 9th floor.Did you know that a child who understands time and space will be born in the nameless mist~

Floor 12: ...Big brother, your number is gone.

Floor 13: My God!What you are discussing is so unhealthy!I'm so nervous, this post will be eaten by moderators!Moderator, please be merciful and let me take a second look!

Moderator: This post involves illegal content and will be locked soon.Users are requested to speak carefully in accordance with the core values ​​of the Federation Universe, and prevent the spread of superstition and bad ideas.

Landlord: Even if I get banned, I have to say one more thing! !Next time you discuss internal topics, remember to code harmony! 】

……

Three days later.

Ford Hill pushed open the door of the villa with a tired face.

Igor was receiving the communication on the balcony, and only Azathoth, Hugo, and Erica were sitting in the hall on the first floor watching TV.

When Ford saw Azathoth for the first time, the momentary nervousness made him look more energetic.The blond young man adjusted his gray windbreaker that was wrinkled due to the long journey, and greeted Azathoth: "Hi, I'm here to pick up Erica. The admission procedures for Capital Middle School have been completed."

In fact, Erica was under ten years old and should have gone to elementary school.But after a preliminary test, both the school teachers and the officials of the Ministry of Education thought it was a waste of time for her to go to primary school to learn addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division from scratch, so after obtaining her consent, she His student status was transferred to one of the best junior high schools in the capital.

Erica stepped forward to thank her, and tiptoed to put Ford's coat on the hanger next to her.

Ford straightened his body and saw Igor standing on the balcony outside the living room surrounded by a group of emerald green plants from a distance.His shirt cuffs were rolled up to the middle of his arms, and he seemed to be arguing with the person on the other side of the mobile terminal.

"What's going on here?"

The commentator asked a little confused.

Who has the courage to quarrel with Marshal Sullivan?

Although Igor's temper seems to have improved a lot after resigning, and other people don't know his identity, but Ford still feels that it is a great thing to be able to speak a whole sentence confidently under the cold gaze of those red eyes. Very difficult thing.

Azathoth said briefly: "Compensation."

Ford: "What?"

Hugo put down the half-eaten mango, and explained: "Have you read the news? We went to the nearby foggy scenic spot, but the rented car fell into the water, and it is probably lying on the bottom of some ocean now. Yi Gold and the rental car company explain why we lost his car and pay them compensation."

"..."

Ford's thoughts changed from "I remember you are a robot, why can a robot eat mangoes" to "The fog in Kemingting town dissipated is really the handiwork of the gods" and then to "Igor Sullivan, you have today."

His expression changed several times in an instant, and finally he settled on being respectful and polite, and said to Azathoth: "Sorry to bother you, there is one more thing that I think I need to report to you."

Azathoth turned his head.

"I delayed going back for a little time this time." Ford said, "You made public the crime of killing Omega by the consul of Port Yarpley, Ocassie Griffin. Two days ago, Longman, the head of the Griffin family, Griffin found me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hugo and Erica turned their heads and stared at him at the same time.

A thin layer of cold sweat immediately appeared on the back of the young man. His eyes fell on the hem of Azathoth's robe, and he tried to make his tone as sincere as possible: "I didn't say anything, but he seems to suspect me and some recent Paranormal events are relevant."

At this time, Igor ended the communication and walked to the living room, breaking the condensed atmosphere.Ford breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his trust in Marshal Sullivan's moral standards had once again increased.

He automatically and consciously repeated to Igor what he said before.

"Longman Griffin?" After hearing what he said, Igor pulled a chair for Ford who had been standing in front of the door, then walked to Azathoth and sat down, raising his eyebrows and asked, "I I haven't met him, but this little Langman's reputation in the military has not been very good."

Griffin's former head, that is, the father of O'Casey and Longman was also named Longman, so people habitually call the current head of Griffin's "Little Longman" to distinguish them from father and son.

"It's not very good." Ford sat down on the chair, his back was still straight and didn't relax at all, "He usually appears in the news media a lot, and he is known as the 'weather vane of the Griffin family'. Most people have described him as cold, hypocritical, outspoken and defiant."

"But people who underestimate him because of this are basically fooled by appearances."

"So what do you think?"

Ford hesitated for a moment, then replied: "I think he is quite dangerous, and he may hold some unknown secrets."