Chapter 14 Chapter Thirteen The trick is exposed

When I thought of this, I felt so trembling that I almost didn't have the courage to open my eyes! I think I must have stayed there for quite a long time, I just felt the noise of children turned into a buzzing sound, when I finally had the courage to open my eyes, I found a lovely boy and girl standing in front of me , looked at me with a curious look! As soon as I saw those children, I couldn't help but groaned——I recognize them!Although I have never met them, but I do know them! They are all the children in that oil painting! The voice of the female teacher came from not far away. I mustered up the courage to follow the sound and saw her—not only the same as in the painting, but also the same as Batu's detailed description.

She also happened to be looking at me, with a very moving smile, but also slightly surprised. I think my appearance at that time must be extremely ugly, because I realized that I...very likely entered that painting, just like Batu, entered the painting! Otherwise, how could there be such a person who completely belongs to the picture, appearing in front of my eyes? There could only be two: one, they came out, one, I entered the picture! When I thought that they might have come out, I felt better, because although Batu once told me that after entering the picture, I didn’t feel that I was moving on a plane at all, but I was always suppressed in my thoughts. A sense of oppression on one side will not produce a sense of comfort!

I opened my mouth wide, looked at the female teacher, and suddenly called out: "Did you come out? Or did I come in?" As soon as I opened my mouth, even I was startled, because the sound I made was sharp and astringent, extremely unpleasant, not much better than howling a wolf, so after I barked, all the noisy children fell silent When I got down, the few closest to me backed away with a look of fear. The governess also looked very startled, but just as she should do (I mean, there was absolutely no flaw in her actions), she asked in a very soft voice: "Sir, how can you do this?" Say... what do you mean?"

I gasped for breath, waved my hands, staggered, and stood up.At this time, my appearance was naturally more terrifying. The children slowly backed away and gathered around the female teacher. The female teacher also had a look of horror, but she was very brave. She held the hands of the two youngest girls with both hands, facing me, and puffed up her chest, like a mother protecting a flock of birds. The two sentences I just uttered are really not easy for people to understand at once, but I believe she must understand, as long as she comes from that painting, she will understand. I was much better then, though still horrified, than when I first found myself among these people.

Moreover, after all, I have had many strange and inexplicable experiences, and I was able to calm down quickly in an extraordinary environment. Moreover, the female teacher and children in front of me did not seem to be aggressive at all. They were more afraid of me than me. They are more! I took a deep breath and still turned to the female teacher: "Excuse me, where do you and these children come from?" This is the best question, even if you ask an idiot, as long as it is not a hopeless idiot, you can definitely answer it, but when the female teacher heard it, her pretty face immediately showed confusion.Originally, her face was pale and flushed, extremely beautiful, but all of a sudden, the blood color disappeared.

She stared at me with big bright eyes, and the helplessness in her eyes was simply bitter, as if I was forcing her to explain the theory of relativity thoroughly. The children were also silent, and the carriage was very quiet. I asked the question just now again, but the female teacher still didn't answer, but a child's voice asked back: "Teacher, why do people keep asking us questions like this?" question?" The female teacher glanced at the girl who was talking, and sighed softly: "People are always curious, and this gentleman and I have something to say, just play and see how beautiful the snow scene outside is!"

As the female teacher said, she pointed out of the window, and I couldn't help but follow her point and glance out of the window. Outside the window, there is an endless grassland covered with white snow. Looking far away, you can see houses and trees. The scene is monotonous and boring. I remember that I was on the way to Leningrad, along the railway line, which of course would not prosper.I looked at the other window again, and saw exactly the same scene. At this time, I don't know what happened, but I know something must have happened, I hurriedly looked at the female teacher again, the female teacher has come to me, the children started to play by themselves again, but they were a little afraid, Not as loud and noisy as before.The female teacher came to me and said softly, "Sir, shall we sit down and talk?"

I sat down involuntarily, the seats on the train were facing each other, she sat down opposite me, her hands were crossed, her slender fingers were extremely white, and then she said in a very confused voice: "Sir, you just asked me The question is exactly what I want to ask you! Can you tell me, where do I and these children come from?" There should be heating in the carriage, and the temperature is moderate, but when I heard the female teacher say this, I couldn't help but feel a chill from the top. I stared at her helplessly, and after a while, I said, "You...what do you mean by saying that?"

The female teacher frowned: "Originally, I never thought about this problem, I was with them..." She pointed to the children: "everything is normal...Naturally, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. Sometimes, I will take the children and walk around, and sometimes I will meet many other people, and there are no problems. What's the problem, all the way... until... until..." When she spoke up to this point, she showed a very hesitant expression, as if she should not say anything further. I have been listening to her carefully, so I know what she should say under common sense, so I reminded her: "Until a few days ago, or a few days ago."

She was still frowning, as if she was not used to repeating what I said. At that moment, I suddenly remembered: If she really came from a painting, then she must have absolutely no concept of time. Time has no effect on the people in the painting, unlike living people who grow old after a year. Everyone can't avoid it, but the people in the painting have lived for a hundred years, but they still don't change. I couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Leave it alone, what changes did you mention..." There was extreme confusion on the female teacher's beautiful face: "Among me and the children, a man came suddenly. This man... I seem to have seen him before. As soon as he opened his mouth, he kept screaming strangely, saying that his name was Ba... picture……"

The sound of my inhalation was so sharp that it even interrupted her. She looked at me suspiciously, and I impatiently gestured to her to signal her to continue speaking quickly. She continued: "This Mr. Batu... His words are very strange. He said, those children and I are in a painting. We are not people in the world, but people in the painting!" I couldn't help but groaned: "You mean, you never knew this yourself?" The female teacher looked extremely bewildered, and after a while, she nodded. My thoughts were disturbed, and I quickly asked, "Where's Batu?" I have always felt deeply that Batu is an extremely important person in a series of chaotic events, and he must be found out. The female teacher said: "He was in the front car just now──" I didn't wait for her to finish, so I jumped up and said, "You wait for me here, and I'll get him!" I hurried forward, came to the end of the carriage, pushed open the door, a gust of cold wind hit my face, and now I shivered shrewdly.The cold air can make people sober, and at this moment, I heard the female teacher calling: "You don't have to go to him, he said, he likes to be with us, and he wants to be with us forever! " She might have yelled something, but I was in a hurry to find Batu, so the door was closed behind me, and I walked into another carriage, which was not crowded.Just like all carriages with few passengers, everyone is doing what they should do, which seems extremely normal. (so normal!) Obviously Batu was not there, so I hurried forward again, and several people looked at me curiously. In another carriage, I met a train attendant. I described Batu to him, and he thought to himself: "I don't remember ever meeting him. Just look for each carriage!" I found a total of eight cars, and I couldn't find any more, because it was the last car. I hurried back again, just now the female teacher stretched out her hand and pointed to the tail of the train, but Batu was gone, and I wanted to have further conversations with the mysterious female teacher, but when I returned to the carriage I had been riding in , I opened my eyes wide and couldn't say a word! The whole carriage is empty! In the first few seconds, I was really shocked, the first thought was, the mysterious disappearance of the ski race scene, repeated again!The next thing I thought of was that the female teacher and the children, together with Batu, walked out of the picture, and now they suddenly disappeared, so naturally they "returned" to the picture. However, that was just the first few seconds of thinking, and then I had a cheerful feeling—it should be said that I had a feeling of "just as it should be". If the female teacher and the children were still there after I came back, that would be true. Weird thing! Although there are still several carriages ahead, as far as the locomotive, I will not go forward, look for the governess and children, or express surprise at their disappearance, or make a fuss, and complain to the conductor, because in a moment In between, I think I have understood everything! Quicksilver was right, everything was carefully arranged! The arrangement is too meticulous, too perfect, and the coordination is too seamless, which turns out to be false. Under this kind of arrangement, once or twice, you will never feel that you are in a trap, but three times or four times, it will be thought-provoking. , knowing that it was just a trap after all. It's too smart to count all the traps - it's impossible to count all the traps, it's better to leave some room, but too smart people have to count them all! I couldn't help laughing, it was very natural, and the astonishment I had just entered the carriage naturally dissipated, and I walked with ease, and sat down on my original seat. I believe that I must be under strict surveillance. This kind of surveillance, most likely, has already started when Quicksilver accompanied me on the small plane.Monitoring Mercury's actions, and monitoring me together, is just an episode of the biggest spy war in human history! I have been under surveillance. After getting into the car, their plan began to unfold. The key is naturally the cup of strong and fragrant coffee. How long have I been intoxicated?It might be a full twenty-four hours, and that would be enough to arrange for the appearance of the governess and the children. Then, they arranged for them to disappear, making me believe that they came from a painting and returned to a painting—that is what they want people to believe through Batu's report. Get out, and their stories can almost become facts. But, I am me, Batu is Batu, Batu can believe that I have been in the painting for three years, I don't think I will enter the painting, and I don't believe that there is any magic that can make people enter the painting!The female teacher's performance was so wonderful, and the performance of the whole train was so perfect, I thought, at this time, the train conductor, conductor, and many passengers must be waiting impatiently: this Chinese, how come Haven't screamed that a teacher and a group of children have disappeared? I couldn't help laughing, lit a cigarette, and slowly exhaled.Sure enough, they couldn't wait any longer. The conductor came in, looked at it, and said casually, "Ah, you're the only one. Well, did you find the person you were looking for?" I smiled and looked at him: "I am indeed looking for someone, I wonder who you are referring to?" The conductor was surprised, and described Batu's appearance: "That's what you told me just now." I laughed and said, "Also, I still need to find two people in red clothes..." When I was talking here, I suddenly stopped on purpose. The train conductor seemed eager to talk to me, because my actions escaped their arrangements. Make a mistake and the whole thing will be messed up. They must first figure out why I am so abnormal, I am a little impatient, so the conductor fell for it, he said: "That girl? I have seen them on the train..." When he talked about this, he suddenly knew that he had been tricked, because I only mentioned "all in red" and didn't say what kind of person he was. But the conductor said "girl". Halfway through the conductor's words, he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake. He had a mustache and looked very pompous, but in an instant his face was terribly pale and his body was trembling involuntarily. I looked at him and smiled: "The trick has been exposed long ago. Although you leaked it, I believe it is a trick, but the responsibility is not on you. You are not in charge? Find the most senior among you!" There was an unpleasant sound from the conductor's throat, and he staggered away. I was contented and sat in a very comfortable posture.After a while, a person walked in.The man was about sixty years old, with a vigorous look on his face. I seemed to see him as a passenger in the carriage when I was looking for Batu. The man stood still not far from me, looking at me with burning eyes, and I immediately knew who he was. I gestured to him: "Old fox, sit down and talk?" As expected of an old fox, the old fox had long been mentally prepared for me to know who he was when he saw him, so he sat down opposite me without even raising his eyebrows. As soon as he sat down, his movements were beyond my expectation. Although he was still staring at me, he couldn't help showing a very tired expression, and reached out his hand to his face, and stroked it a few times.Then he said, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Wesley!" I sneered: "I'm afraid it's not that, because I exposed your carefully arranged trick!" The old fox laughed helplessly: "The trick should have been exposed a long time ago. The truth is, I don't want to play anymore, or in other words, it's no longer interesting to continue playing!" For a moment, I didn't understand what he meant by saying that, so I just waved my hand: "That has nothing to do with me, all I care about is the safety of Batu and the girl in red!" The old fox blinked: "Of course you won't believe that they entered a painting?" At this moment, he is still in the mood to say such nonsense. It's really not easy. I smiled: "Of course you have already prepared that painting." The old fox raised his eyebrows, lowered his head slightly, and said something in a low voice. After a while, he saw a person walking in with a painting in his arms. He made a gesture, and the person pointed the oil painting at me. After watching it, I couldn't help but admire it several times. In the painting, there are female teachers and children, Batu, and more beautiful scenery on a good day. In the painting, they are unfolding their poses and rushing forward. The old fox didn't play any tricks, and explained by himself: "Our people will take this painting and replace the one at Mercury's place. As long as you believe my arrangement, go back and tell them that they all entered the painting." Now, do you still have any doubts? I’m afraid that Mercury, who didn’t believe it at first, must believe in this myth!” I was silent for a while, and suddenly thought of a question that made me feel cold all over my body: "After everyone believes your myth, how are you going to arrange for Batu and the two girls?" The old fox laughed. When he laughed, there were many wrinkles. His smile was very uncomfortable to watch. It was cruel and indifferent to the fate of others: "Batu is fine, as long as the female teacher Growing up by his side, he seems to be very willing to be the person in the painting, no longer thinking about where he is... I treat my old friend like this, it is really for his own good, if someone wants to arrange the rest of my life like this, I will definitely be satisfied .” I was a little chilled at first, but when I heard the old fox say this, I was even more shocked! According to the old fox, he can make arrangements for anyone's life, so that the people who are arranged can accept it willingly or unwillingly, in short, they must accept it! What a terrible arrangement. But not only the old fox said that, but General Quicksilver said that too: both of them, very powerful men, said that. That is to say, through power.The river can be determined to arrange the fate of anyone, and in many cases, this arrangement is done unconsciously, and the person who is arranged knows nothing. A small number, a very small number of powers, on the entire earth, there may not be more than 500 people who have that kind of power, but through their arrangements, the fate of five billion people on earth can be determined. The old fox looked at me. He might have seen through what I was thinking. He murmured: "It has always been like that. A history of mankind is a process in which the vast majority of people are arranged by a handful of people." I took a breath slowly, and nodded slowly and heavily. The old fox was right. Human history is like that—Qin Shihuang wanted to build the Great Wall, and tens of thousands of families would be broken up. Tens of thousands of people lost their lives, the old lunatic suddenly went mad in his later years, and tens of thousands of people died of torture. In order to prove his theory of German excellence, tens of millions of people became cannon fodder... In the history of mankind, hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of cases of this kind of thing can be found! In comparison, it would be the best arrangement if Batu and the female teacher were arranged, as at the end of all fairy tales: "they lived happily ever after". I smiled wryly: "That pair of girls..." The old fox shook his head: "They are more troublesome, but it is not a problem for them to believe that they have arrived in the painting, and to arrange for them to look for Batu in the painting for three to five years." I waved my hand: "It's like Batu looking for the bald marshal on the Mongolian grassland." The old fox smiled slyly: "It's similar." I asked again: "Will they believe that they have entered the painting?" The old fox smiled: "In extreme doubt, if there is any further arrangement, they will believe it—let them see Batu, but not let Batu talk to them." I thought about it, and felt more and more terrible, and I wanted to end this matter as soon as possible: "Now, since the myth has been debunked, I am not interested in anything, and I will not tell others. I only want Batu It's safe, but I want Liang Tianmei to go back with me!" When I said it, the meaning was very sincere, but also extremely firm, which meant that I would never stop until my goal was achieved. The old fox looked at me without making a sound. I was a little anxious: "Whether the marshal is in your hands or not, you still can't be sure. You don't have to be afraid of the secret being leaked..." I was only halfway through when the old fox suddenly waved his hand forcefully, interrupted my words, and said in a deep voice, "Marshal, you are always in our hands." I nodded calmly and said, "This is expected, otherwise, you don't have to play tricks and arrange someone to enter the myth in the picture." The old fox's voice was even deeper: "The plane crashed, the Marshal miraculously survived, we found him the first time..." I quickly reached out and covered my ears: "Don't tell me these things, I'm not interested at all." I'm really not interested. The survival of the marshal and the documents he carried have formed the ten-year-long entanglement, which is known as the biggest spy war in human history. I don't want to get involved in this muddy water! The old fox "giggled" and laughed very sharply: "I must let you know!" I protested: "I don't want to get into muddy water." The old fox said sharply: "You are already dripping." I am not to be reconciled to future generations: "Even if it has already dripped, I have to go back quickly." The old fox laughed gloatingly: "When I got to the middle of the river, going back and going forward is the same distance, why not go to the other side to have a look, or the scenery is better?" "No!" The old fox actually stretched himself, and said shamelessly: "I'm afraid you can't help it!" I stood up abruptly, looking annoyed.