This is not a weird story

After suddenly hearing the word "Clan Father" from Old Peter's mouth, Wei An was obviously taken aback. He intuitively felt that the use of thermal weapons in ghost stories was not very common, and it was obviously related to certain organizations.

"Are you also organized by the clan father?" he asked.

Old Peter shook his head, "I just know that the Clan Father exists in a hidden state in your country, but the Hades where I work is different. Hades is an organization that can exist by default within the Administration."

"Hades? God of the Underworld?" Wei An asked doubtfully.

He only knew that the kobold in the myth and legend of Hades was the god of Hades, but he did not know that there were people in other countries similar to the Clan Father of China.

At this time, the two of them had arrived at Old Peter's temporary residence on the inner street. It was a small room with only four walls and only a quilt on the floor and nothing else.

The two sat on the quilt on the spot, and Old Peter replied: "The purpose of Hades is somewhat different from that of the Administration. The Administration in each country aims at helping ordinary people avoid being harmed by strange stories at the most. Liao said is to maintain social stability at the national level and find ways to control the ghost stories within the ideal range to avoid their further deterioration. Hades, on the other hand, is taking a different approach to see if he can achieve a certain degree of peace with the ghost stories by communicating with the ghost stories. Balance, you don’t offend me and I don’t offend you.”

Wei An said: "So Hades is trying to communicate with the nature of ghost stories, and you are trying to find the rules for constructing ghost stories?"

Old Peter nodded, "That's pretty much what it means."

Wei An added: "But the Clan Father organization that I know is different. They are trying to bring the things in the ghost stories into the real world. This is also a kind of communication, but if this kind of communication is not careful, it will be fatal. . In my opinion, this has somewhat of a personal purpose."

Old Peter said: "So the Clan Father is secretive and suppressed in your country, and Hades is supported by the Administration in our country. However, there are also contacts between the Clan Father and Hades, and pistols and other thermal weapons are what we have with them." Some of their fair transactions, your internal investigators of the China State Administration should know about these things."

After a pause, Old Peter continued: "We provided thermal weapons to our ancestors, but they have just started making thermal weapons in Kaitan, so they are not so familiar with them. I have the blueprints here. If you want bullets, you can use some Exchange items of equal value with me."

Wei An asked: "Is this drawing different from the bullet manufacturing process in the real world?"

"Of course it's different." Old Peter spread his hands exaggeratedly, "This process was discovered by our investigators in the ghost story. It is only suitable for production in the ghost story using the materials in the ghost story. It is completely different from the production process in the outside world."

"Then do you know who the people on Zongfu's side are? We can exchange clues of the same value with you." Wei An asked tentatively.

Old Peter shook his head, "I don't know. Only the top management of Hades may know, because they all use encrypted channels to communicate, and we are not qualified to touch those things."

Wei An asked Old Peter to leave a contact information in the real world. He planned to wait until both of them left this place alive before contacting the other party to obtain more information.

Of course, if Old Peter really leaves here, whether Old Peter will still say these is another matter. Controlled by some factors, Wei An may not be able to get more information than here.

"Let's stop talking about the outside things here first, and let's find a way out of this strange story first." Old Peter withdrew the topic and introduced to Wei An: "In the third house on the right side of our current room, there lives an internal animal. The creature of the street, because I don’t know whether it is a living thing or a weird thing, so I call it that for the time being. It will leave its residence twice a day. If my estimate is good, it will leave after a while, usually fifteen minutes of free time.”

"What's in the room over there?" Vian asked.

"Key." Old Peter said: "It may have the key to the door to the Black Mountain building behind. I mean 'possibly'. Whether it exists or not can only be determined after going in and searching. This is what I have surmised after observing it for so long."

Then Old Peter shrugged, "Unfortunately, I can only stay in the inner streets for an hour and don't have time to find the key. Are you feeling any discomfort now?"

Wei An shook his head.

Old Peter sighed: "I'm old, and my overall strength is completely gone. After I leave later, you can stay in this place temporarily, and then go explore the weird room. I'm waiting for your good news."

After the two communicated, Old Peter stood up and left the core street. Wei An saw that his steps were beginning to become unsteady. It was Old Peter's limit to persist here for an hour, so he himself did not dare to delay.

"Pay attention to safety, there are other powerful outsiders living here." Old Peter stood at the door and said: "There is also the woman from Sunset Country, she can stay here forever, but I don't know why she still chooses to live in Jia Street ."

After saying that, Old Peter left in a hurry.

Wei An closed the door, then lay down at the closed window and looked outside.

Old Peter's back quickly disappeared at the corner of the street. Wei An already remembered the direction of exit from here, and he could leave at any time if he wanted.

Putting the candles and matches on the ground behind the door, Wei An didn't make any noise, just waited quietly, scanning the empty streets outside.

Almost twenty minutes later, there was a sound of opening the door in the next room, and Wei An immediately retracted his head.

Not long after, a rustling sound came outside the door of his room, and then Wei An saw a dark figure shrouded in a cloak walking out, crossing to the other side of the street, and walking until the figure completely disappeared.

This guy really couldn't tell whether it was weird or not.

After it left, Wei An immediately took the candle and matches, quickly went out to the third room next door, reached out and pushed the door open.

The door was simply closed and did not appear to be locked.

And Wei An also noticed that all the rooms in the inner street could only close the door, but there were no locks on the door panels. I don't know how Old Peter and the others identified which rooms were occupied and which ones were not.

Nothing could be seen after opening the door. There was no moonlight at all.

Wei An immediately lit a match and then lit the candle. He did not throw away the burned match, but made sure it went out before stuffing it into the matchbox.

With the help of the candlelight, he finally saw the furnishings in the room clearly. At the same time, his own shadow appeared simultaneously at his feet. The shadow's arm flicked, making an action that Wei An did not do.