Chapter 143: Who Is a Serious Person Who Writes a Diary?

Link turned the sketch paper over and saw John's scribbled handwriting.

Compared with the delicate sketch on the front, John's words are much wilder, and at a glance, it is easy to think of the prescription prescribed by the doctor.

Link frowned and deciphered John's words by relying on his solid foundation of nine years of compulsory education.

[In five years, Sandu has become a little strange to me. After learning that I was here, many old friends tried their best to contact me and wanted to meet and catch up. But what they didn't know was that I had already visited them secretly. Time has left clear traces on them. Some people are high-spirited in my memory, but it is too late to see them again, and they can no longer see the heroic appearance of those years. It turns out that in the face of time, all of us are vulnerable. 】

This messy yet delicate painting style highlights his keen observation.

Looking at the handwriting of the United Pharmaceutical Company Building in the sketch, it should have been imprinted in my heart when I glanced at it.

And there are ghost-like characters on the back, so Link can be sure that it is John.

"It's just that this guy gave me an omniscient gold coin, and it's not enough to push me to the bright side. What does it mean to send me these things now?"

A painting with my own life insights, how can this thing look like a postcard.

After reading the macaw behind him, he said, "Whoever writes a diary is a serious person. This person is not serious at first glance. I advise you to avoid dealing with such people."

Link looked back and saw that the macaw was like a bat, hanging upside down from the door, with both claws gripping the beam on the house.

Link looked shocked: "What are you doing here hanging upside down?"

The macaw said angrily, "Look at the letter!"

According to Link's method, Ah Fu took out a sketch from the gap again and handed it to Link.

This sketch depicts the front of the Shadu Library.

The steps of the city library, the fist sculpture of knowledge is power, as well as the pillars of the library itself, and the magnificent momentum, are vividly on the paper.

It's hard to imagine such an almost real picture, the source is just an ordinary drawing pencil.

Just this sketching skill can be called 'turning corruption into magic'.

Link turned over the painting again and saw the text behind it.

[Things are different, and their influence is not enough. Although the title of King of Killers can still be heard, for today's young people, they prefer a new generation like The Shining Nightmare.

These two people also came to me five years ago. Their abilities at that time were already small achievements, but I still did not recommend them, because they were too superstitious about their own strength system and ability, and blindly strengthened their strengths, but never considered supplementing them. own shortcomings.

Nightmare I have already seen and fought against. In the past five years, the record and bounty have been continuously refreshed, but the strength has not grown. Shining... I heard that he was out on a mission, but I don't know if he has made progress. 】

After Link read John's words, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his heart: "Isn't John taking me as the object of his affection?"

The more Link thought about it, the more he thought it was possible.

Although this old man said that he had retired from the rivers and lakes, he was also a middle-aged man in his forties.

His wife turned into a vegetative state because of a conspiracy car accident and was refrigerated in the depths of Alan Snow Mountain.

Alone, the beloved around me is only one door away from death, and I have accumulated too many emotions that need to be vented.

As the only person other than John himself who knew the truth and secrets, Link naturally became the object of John's confession.

Thinking of this, Link became somewhat enlightened.

"It must be like this, this guy probably treats me as a confidant."

After that, Ah Fu brought the third sketch,

The scene this time is the Colosseum sitting on the delta, the huge basalt-shaped Colosseum, lying on the delta, as if suppressing the sketch. In a few strokes, the depression and prosperity of the slums and uptown are clearly outlined.

Behind it are still some of what John has seen and heard in Sandu recently, as well as his insights.

The fourth picture is the tree of Noah.

Seeing this, Link frowned.

If the previous sketches were accidentally obtained by John, now the four paintings are placed in front of Link, and the answer is already on the paper.

These are all places Link has been to.

United Pharmaceutical Company, City Library, Colosseum, Moon Shadow Council Noah's Sacred Tree.

It's been a week since John last showed up at the Links.

"I didn't expect him to keep following me..." Link couldn't help but muttered to himself.

That is to say, John is very clear about his improvement and income during this period of time.

"What is this guy going to do?" Link thought for a long time, but he didn't understand John's purpose.

Recommend yourself to the Platinum Hotel and make yourself the target of public criticism?

Now I have sent myself so many paintings and 'letters' to express my heart.

"Boss, this is the last painting." Ah Fu took out the last painting and handed it to Link.

In the picture is a dilapidated dock warehouse, and the other half of the page depicts the sparkling dock.

The details in the picture are quite in place, and the mottled and unreadable text on the brick wall of the dock warehouse can be seen clearly.

Link turned to the back and started reading "John's Diary".

[This time I came to Shadu just for the promise of an old man. But these days, while visiting some old friends uninvited, I stumbled across Martha's car accident five years ago. It doesn't seem to be a simple accident. Thinking back carefully over the past ten years and recalling the memories of these years, I seem to have faintly felt a conspiracy sweeping over my head. I don’t know if I should continue to investigate... I discarded a lot of memories in the corner, Now if someone can help me get it back, maybe I have the answer. 】

After Link read this passage, it revealed John's inner tangle.

Most of the things about John and Martha in the past life, Link learned about through the forum players, and the players also summed it up through the mouths of senior NPCs.

Now John himself said that his wife's 'death' had a hidden meaning back then, and he vaguely guessed the other party's identity, but he was still wondering whether to do it.

At the same time, Link also saw something strange in this text.

The memory discarded in the corner, someone can help me find it back, maybe there is an answer.

These cardboard boxes were all sent to Link by courier from John in a grand manner, and now the contents of the paper are again writing hoping that someone will retrieve his memory. Isn't this implying that Link is helping him?

Of course, the weirdest thing is that Link has never been to the abandoned dock warehouse in the picture.

Looking at the outline in the picture, it can be seen that it is in a slum, but Link really has no idea where it is.

"Could it be that there is something John left for me in this dock warehouse?"

Just when Link was confused, the system issued a highlight prompt.

P.S: The second update will be delivered, there should be another chapter around 3:30~