A trip to the second dimension

"It's really strange. It seems that there are only men in this village. So far, we haven't seen a woman or a child. They said that children often go missing. Is it true? Is that why they lock the children at home?"

As agreed before, Xiwang and others split into two groups. After Xiwang and Wen Na walked around the village for a while, Wen Na whispered.

"I don't know, so we need to investigate. Let's go to their Bula Lake and see if we can find something."

Xiwang said, and went to Bula Lake in the northeast of the village with Wen Na.

The village is not big, and they arrived at the lake not long after walking.

The lake area is not very large, but it is not small either.

Bula Lake is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and Bula Village is built on the only flat side.

From the perspective of the environment alone, this place is definitely good.

The opposite mountain is shaded by green trees, and the lake is rippling with clear water. It looks very clean and beautiful.

But all this is just an illusion.

When the two of them arrived at the lake, they could see a small wooden dock built by humans, which was specially used for fishing boats to dock.

At the same time, there were several wooden bridges extending into the lake, where people could fish.

But strangely, as a fishing village, Bula Village relied on water for food. It should have been the busiest and busiest place, but at this time there was no one in sight, and it was strangely quiet.

It was precisely because of this abnormality that Xiwang walked directly onto the wooden bridge, squinted his eyes, and looked under the surface of the lake.

His eyesight was very good, and he could see the situation at the bottom of the lake clearly.

But it was also because of this that the scene shocked even Xiwang, who was almost scared.

The bottom of the lake, which looked green and clean, was as dead as a ghostland.

There were no aquatic plants or various aquatic algae.

The entire bottom of the lake was full of dead fish with their eyes rolled back and their bellies facing up.

These dead fish sank to the bottom of the lake one by one, and did not float to the surface like ordinary dead fish.

At a glance, it was really weird and scary.

There were so many dead fish and the bottom of the lake was lifeless. How could such lake water support hundreds of people in Bra Village?

But the strangest thing was that this village didn't seem to be very poor. The quality of the buildings and the decoration were comparable to those in Florence. It was impossible for such a small fishing village to have such an economic level.

Unless, in addition to the fishing industry, they had other sources of income...

I walked around the edge of Bra Lake for several more times, hoping that with eagle eyes, I could quickly find some details that were not easily noticed.

For example, the fishing boats on the pier had not been used for a long time, and the fishing nets were randomly thrown inside or on the pier next to it, looking dry.

"It looks like they have found other business." Hope raised his hand and touched his chin, then looked around and said, "Let's go over there, there seems to be an altar."

Wen Na nodded, and just as he was about to accompany Hope, he was stopped by several fierce villagers on the way, saying that it was their forbidden area and outsiders were not allowed to enter.

In this regard, Hope and his friends didn't want to force their way in, so they gave up.

There are only these clues by the lake for the time being. If you want to know more, in addition to the altar that is not allowed to enter, you can only dive into this Bula Lake to have a look.

But thinking back to the densely packed dead fish at the bottom of the lake, Hope couldn't bring himself to go down.

Since the villagers were very wary of outsiders like Hope, it was unlikely to ask them something.

So, in this case, Hope and Ezio's assassin instincts came in handy.

Although he had not discussed it with Hope, Ezio, who was investigating on the other side of the village, chose to lower his presence and eavesdrop among the villagers like Hope.

In this way, the speed at which they obtained intelligence was greatly improved.

Nemo was very envious of the special abilities shown by Ezio.

Whether it was Eagle Vision or Assassin Instinct, it was simply an ability that detectives wanted to learn.

It was a pity that Ezio could not teach him this because it was a talent.

But Nemo was not completely disappointed. After all, Ezio also asked him to ask Hope, maybe the magical Hope would have some ideas.

Just when Hope and others were wandering around the village to investigate.

On the other side, the strong man Jason knocked on the door of the old village chief with an expressionless face.

"Come in."

"Squeak" pushed the door open, and Jason walked into the old village chief's house.

"Is it about those outsiders?" The old village chief closed his eyes and knelt in front of a disgusting-looking statue to pray. When he spoke, he did not look back.

"Yes, village chief. They have been wandering around the village since they failed to leave this morning. I'm afraid they have no good intentions." Jason lowered his head respectfully, then said in a very cold tone: "Do you need me to take people to deal with them?"

"No need, let them do whatever they want. The festival is tomorrow, so it doesn't matter if they know something. Just don't let them escape. Tomorrow's festival will still need them as living sacrifices. Lord Pazzi will also come tomorrow. We can't mess this up, do you understand?" The village chief's voice was still calm, without any ups and downs.

"Yes, I understand. I will ask someone to keep an eye on those outsiders." Jason nodded and turned away.

After leaving the house, Jason left directly, but he didn't notice Hope hiding under the tree nearby.

Looking at Jason's gradually receding back, Hope also had a complicated expression: "I didn't expect to get the key clue so easily. Tomorrow? People from the Pazzi family will come too. It seems that we really have to wait another day."

Hope turned around and left, calling Wen Na who was hiding further away.

The clues are almost there, it's time to go back and cook.

In any case, three meals a day are indispensable, and he is a man who wants to be a god of food.

Although Ezio commented that Hope's cooking method was soulless, Hope felt that the process was not important, but the result.

After Hope finished cooking, Ezio and his team came back home.

They sat at the dining table and talked again.

First, they had to exchange intelligence to see if there was any difference between the intelligence collected by the two teams.

The final result was that, judging from the intelligence alone, the information collected by the two teams was similar.

In summary, we can roughly infer what is wrong with this village.