When Huang Jiutian woke up, it was already the third day.
The clean room, snow-white sheets, flowers and fruits on the bedside all indicate that this is a hospital.
Without the weakness that comes from recovering from a long illness, Jiutian felt that he was in great shape.
The spirit in my mind seemed to be able to leave my body and transform into my other hand. Although it was far inferior to magic, it was now my own ability.
But when I lifted the blanket and jumped off the bed, my feet went weak.
"Ouch~"
He fell flat on his face.
Before he could even get up, the door was opened from the outside and a group of people rushed in.
"Uh...we can go out first and come back in after you get up..."
Zheng Qiu, who had a good relationship with him in Jiutian's group, made a joke.
However, before anyone else could come up to help him, Huang Jiutian climbed up by himself.
"Are you okay? How do you feel?"
Tao Xingzhi waited until the farce was over before asking about his condition. Judging from his mental state and complexion, Huang Jiutian had recovered quite well.
"That's great, boss. I'll show you a show!"
After saying this, a few strands of hair on Huang Jiutian's bed sheet flew up and floated in front of him.
"Fuck! This trick is really good. Can you control a few flying knives to show off?"
Everyone's eyes lit up, it seemed that the second round of evolution was really completed.
"Well... I can only control four hairs now. Any more would be too heavy to lift, so the situation you described is basically impossible."
After a few words, Jiutian realized that he had been in a coma for three days. During these three days, the special departments and intelligence agencies of China, the United States and France had turned the historical documents and various biographies and legends upside down. Even now, there are still people working day and night in the library.
Originally, Tao Xingzhi didn't want to ask Huang Jiutian to talk about work so urgently, but since it came to this, he couldn't hold back his doubts.
"Jiutian, what did you sense when you were in there that day? Although your coma was caused by the second evolution, we have reached a common conclusion before that the second evolution still requires an opportunity. What did you see in there?"
Huang Jiutian sat back in the bed, picked up the cup of water beside the bed and took a sip of water.
"I feel like those carvings are alive, boss. Do you remember what I said when I first entered? I said at the time that it seemed like I saw countless figures, and they were filled with a powerful force."
"This is not an illusion. The further I go, the more touched and impacted I am by each mural. We are not entering a place of daily life, but rather a cemetery that records vivid history!"
"Of course, the cemetery is only a reference to its present state. The building must have seen some pretty busy times in the past."
Someone seemed to want to ask something, but Huang Jiutian raised his hand to signal him not to speak for the time being.
"Everyone should remember the mysterious man outside Shencheng, right?"
"When we visited the last hall, I seemed to see the shadow of the mysterious man in the tall man holding a staff in the middle. This has nothing to do with perception, but is closer to the intuitive level."
Then Huang Jiutian took a deep breath.
"Let me put it this way. After this evolution, my perception has become more acute. Although I can't provide definitive evidence, I am 100% sure that the mysterious organization that appeared in Shencheng is the Dawn Association!"
The final word!
Jiutian's words put an end to Tao Xingzhi's wavering speculation over the past two days.
"Great! We are now one step ahead of the Americans and the French!"
The guys from the other two countries don’t know about what happened in Shencheng yet, so there is no need for us to tell them.
Many of the previous doubts about the mysterious man can also be connected to a number of directions and answers from the carvings on the walls.
The rest depends on when we can seize the opportunity to contact that mysterious person or other people in the Dawn Association.
As the world continues to change, I believe there will be more opportunities like this.
"Boss, apart from knowing these, it seems that we have lost money on this trip to France... I am sure that there is nothing valuable in that building."
Tao Xingzhi smiled at everyone and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.
"Is it a loss? I don't think so. At least next time I report and discuss, I will have something to talk about!"
During this trip to France, apart from the subsequent discussion on Dawn's information and the sharing and exchange of information on all similar evolvers, the key mission has almost been completed.
…
Today, an ordinary-looking man and woman came to a small northeastern town called Colmar in eastern France.
After asking around, they found the police station in the small town.
In the police station's guard cell, which was used as a temporary detention center for suspects, a slovenly homeless man was gnawing on a special fence to grind his teeth.
Two policemen walked over from the direction of the hall outside and looked at the man with disgust and disdain, as if they were looking at a rabid animal.
"Brown Nisso, someone is here to bail you out, you can come out now!"
The homeless man, who was chewing the iron rod, was stunned and looked at the police in disbelief.
"Bail me out?"
"Yes! The bail has been paid. I'm going to open the cell door now. I'm warning you, if you go crazy I'll shoot!"
This person resisted with great force when he was caught, and looked like a starving ghost. If he is bitten, he will have to get a vaccination.
The situation that the police were worried about did not happen, and Brown did not want to be locked up here forever, so he cooperated very well.
I followed the policeman to the lobby of the police station. Since the town has tourists from all over the world all year round, the police station is not small.
"Come on, just go there and sign it."
Two men and women whom he did not know were sitting at the table the police pointed to and were smiling at Brown.
"Sign here?"
Brown asked the policeman at the desk with some restraint.
"Yes, yes, yes, please sign quickly, you smell really bad!"
Scratching his head embarrassedly, Brown signed the document and, feeling a little nervous, followed the strange couple out of the police station amid the disgusted looks of the police officers.
"Ah~ Mr. Nisso, let's go eat first!"
The strange man stretched himself and offered to the hungry Brown with a smile.
Brown's eyes lit up, but then he felt a little embarrassed. He was not a bad guy and he was just starving to death if he was caught.
"Um, Mr. Nessus..."
"Just call me Philier."
"Okay, Mr. Philil Nessus... I have a big appetite..."
The female companion next to her couldn't help but smile, her clear voice was sweeter than her ordinary appearance.
"Believe me, when it comes to appetite, we've seen monsters before! Hahaha~~"
Instead of going to a restaurant or returning to any residential building, the three of them boarded a small yacht parked by the river, taking the hungry Brown Nisso with them.
Inside the small cabin, there were three whole roasted turkeys on the table, as well as various drinks and salad side dishes.
"I think it's more in line with your current thinking to not carve up the turkey, isn't it, Brown?"
The homeless man couldn't hear anything being said and kept swallowing his saliva, but he was still restrained and didn't pounce on her rudely.
"Eat, this is my lunch for you."
"Long live!"
Like a child, Browniso turned into a gust of wind, rushed over, picked up the turkey, which was as big as a goose, and started to eat it.
…
A day later, a call was made directly to the chief’s office at the police station in the small town of Colmar.
The graceful director walked into the hall and shouted a few words to his subordinates.
"Where's that homeless guy who eats so much? I want to see him now!"
…
There was a sound of "bang".
Cordell slammed his hammer on the table, making the coffee cup clink.
"Gone? Released on bail? Can't find out who it is? Great... Either remove those police officers, or I remove him. Let him choose for himself!"
After hanging up the phone, Cordell took a few deep breaths and forced himself to think positively.
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