The Death Knell

Speaking of which, watching beetles push balls is actually quite interesting, especially when a large group of beetles line up in a line and push balls that look like eyeballs in an orderly manner.

There is still some mucus on the surface of those black and white balls, which are inevitably stained with dirt and debris during rolling, just like glutinous rice balls stained with chocolate chips.

The surrounding environment is all black and white, but the colors of these bugs are very bright, like a rainbow drawn in the black sky, and they are constantly squirming.

Su Ming and the beetles were walking towards each other. They were crawling out of the forest, and he wanted to see the source of these fruits. After all, in many ways, eyes have various hidden meanings.

The most intuitive one is monitoring and supervision, which is its original function. In terms of extended meaning, eyeball patterns or sculptures often represent 'all-seeing' or 'prophet'.

The bugs did not avoid people. Even the beetle whose fruit was snatched away by Harry just calmly turned back and prepared to move new ones. They walked through the dense forest so that it was difficult for Su Ming to see them. Where did it go?

"Harry, Bobo, come with me."

He called to the woman and the orangutan and told them to follow him, for in such a strange place it was best not to spread out.

"Are you going to see the food source of these beetles?" Although Bobo knew the purpose of the death knell, Mao still had a tangled look on his face. He tiptoed over: "This brings together all the things I don't like. It’s all together, eyeballs, bugs, different spaces, and missing cases.”

"I thought you liked solving crimes." Su Ming walked in front, and the leaves made a sound like breaking glass under his feet. These leaves were white on the tree, but turned black when they withered and fell to the ground. It was a bit interesting.

Bobo stuffed his hands into the pockets of his suit and followed with his short legs up: "I like to solve cases, but I don't like cases related to friends. If it wasn't Diana who disappeared, I would probably feel better. point."

"Xiao Dai will be fine." Harley was as relaxed as usual. She ran to Deathstroke, hugged his arm, and looked around like she was going shopping at a roadside store: "She was fully armed when she disappeared, and she didn't eat for a week. , and it will not affect her combat effectiveness."

The orangutan detective shook his head. He obviously had a different point of view. After hanging the death knell on his thigh and hugging him, he said:

"It's just because she's fully armed that it makes people worry. She's wearing a mantra lasso, right? That thing is a magic weapon to restrain herself. It's really hard for me to understand why she always puts things on her belt that are also harmful to herself. She You can solve a lot of problems with just a sword and shield, right? I don’t see Superman carrying kryptonite when he goes out.”

Harley glanced at the orangutan with a look of 'you are very ignorant', and then curled her lips in relief. It was normal for orangutans to sometimes not understand humans.

"It's very simple. Xiao Dai likes ropes and bindings, and Xiao Hong also likes them." She raised her chin, as if she was saying something proud: "Just like Xiao Zha, I and Black Canary all like it." Fishnet stockings, Catwoman and Batgirl both like tight leather clothes. Even if you die, you will die surrounded by your own hobbies, and you will die very comfortably."

"Why do I feel like everything that comes out of your mouth tastes bad?" Bobo climbed onto Deathstroke's other shoulder, sat there and sighed.

Even though I could roughly guess why Deathstroke wanted to take Harley with him, it was really tiring to act with a crazy woman.

Harley, who was jumping up and down, didn't take it seriously, and she twisted and walked on the catwalk.

The mention of Catwoman just now reminded her of Selena's corpse with a big hole in her chest, which made her a little sad, so she imitated the walking posture of her deceased friend to commemorate her, not bothering to care what a monkey thought.

"Okay, you two, please pay attention. I am also unfamiliar with this place. This is not a joke." Su Ming asked Strangler to hold up the God-killer lighting, while he himself was observing Sepurk's satellite surveillance. He drew a map in his mind, recording this area similar to the 'other world'.

You can still see the way behind you, and the twisted footprints in the deep black and white forest are the path.

But just in case, you still need to remember the starting point, the direction and distance of everyone, including the coordinate points corresponding to the outside world.

By the way, take photos of these beetles and fruits and archive them, as well as various nearby trees. Maybe someone will recognize them and have the opportunity to add to the database in the future.

"It seems like this is it."

About ten minutes later, two people and one orangutan followed the Beetle Road and came to the edge of a sinkhole. Su Ming stood on the edge of the sinkhole and said to his teammates.

You can see that this is where the beetles climb to the ground.

The pit is bottomless, and a few meters below is a deep darkness that cannot be dispelled or seen through. And these bugs pushing their eyeballs work happily along the vertical walls as if they are against gravity.

Bobo, who was a pet and secretary, jumped off Deathstroke's shoulder. He lay on the ground and searched around, and then his eyes lit up.

"I've discovered something!" As he said that, he picked up a long black hair from the ground, put it under his nose and smelled it a few times, and said with certainty: "That's right, this is Diana's hair. .”

"What can be seen from a piece of hair?" Harley leaned over and stared at the hair, but even though she could see the cross-eyed hair, she still didn't find anything.

She quickly shook her head and rolled her eyes back to where they were.

Bobo took a deep breath from his pipe, and the red firelight flashed away, and he said proudly: "You don't understand. The Amazons follow the tradition of the Greek gods. In their view, hair is an extension of the soul, so There are special steps every time you wash your hair.”

"Oh? Didn't Diana wash her hair with shampoo?" Harley touched her twin ponytails, which felt smooth and shiny.

"Wonder Woman is the queen of the Amazons and a goddess. How can it be so easy to dress up seriously?" Bobo doesn't have a tail, otherwise it must be curled up now. He walked towards the death knell with his long hair and followed him. Li said: "In the Greek mythology, goddesses need to go to a clean lake or stream to rinse their hair multiple times, and then use special conditioners made from flowers and fruits to maintain it."

Harry rolled his eyes, thinking that was a bit troublesome: "So?"

"Because I'm an orangutan and no one on earth understands fruit better than I do, and this is what Diana's conditioner smells like."

Bobo held the hair with four fingers of both hands and played the accordion.