This endless world

"This is a little too easy."

Finding the comedian's body was not a difficult task.

But when Team China and others entered the police station with most of the lights out, and easily found the comedian's body in the morgue, Zheng Zha was still a little embarrassed.

The comedian's death was horrifying. His bones were broken, his limbs were bent in strange directions like broken rag doll hands and feet, and there was no good flesh on his body... It would be better to say that a person fell from a height of dozens of floors, but there was no Falling beyond recognition and turning into a piece of rotten flesh that has no human shape is already considered a gift.

Although Zheng Zha knew that Xiaojiang was a scumbag, a superhero who could be considered famous died silently in his own home. He died easily and in obscurity. Even except for Rorschach in the movie, no one came to investigate the truth behind his death, and no one came to collect his body. Even the body was randomly placed in the morgue of a nearby police station...

"Obviously this guy can be considered an important plot character..."

Zheng Zha shrugged his shoulders and put aside the inexplicable emotion that rose in his heart. He covered the comedian's face with the blood-stained white cloth again and turned to ask Chu Xuan beside him: "How are you doing?" , Chu Xuan, did you find anything after your investigation? "

"No." Chu Xuan shook his head and replied, without even spending a second: "There are no trace elements on his body that are the same as or even similar to those on the badge."

"Not at all?" Zheng Zha asked again.

"That's right, not at all." Chu Xuan nodded.

"...That's troublesome, the clue ends here again."

Zheng Zha scratched his head irritably: "What's going on? There is that kind of trace element reaction on the Xiaojiang's badge, but there is no trace element reaction on his body at all?"

——Of course, his question did not receive an answer from Chu Xuan.

The wise men of the Central Continent Team were just concentrating on investigating something around Xiaojiang's body. From time to time, he would take out some tools from the storage bag to conduct tests... but he looked very much like a forensic doctor who was investigating the cause of death of the deceased, or something like that. is a detective looking for clues.

"What to do next?"

Chu Xuan didn't reply, so Zheng Zha turned to look at everyone in the Zhongzhou team. But what disappointed him was that, except for Qi Tengyi who seemed to be thinking about something, everyone else had a frown on their faces, obviously without any direction at all.

"Hey... that's enough. I always feel that the world we enter this time cannot be solved directly with power like before. Instead, we need to become a detective and go through a series of unraveling to get the truth."

Whether it was being deprived of exchange or being in a fog of confusion, Zheng Zha felt like he was back to the time when he first entered the main god's space. He was now like a detective exploring in the darkness. He finally saw some light, but when he got closer, he realized that it was just a firefly.

"If we can't get any clues from the Comedian's body, then we might be able to imitate Rorschach in the movie and go find other members of the Watch to learn about the situation."

Fortunately, Zheng Zha's doubts did not last long. Qi Tengyi gave his own answer: "For example, the second generation of Silk Soul."

——The second generation of Silk Soul.

Dr. Manhattan's second wife is regarded by the general public - or almost everyone - as the only link between the blue bald head that is no different from a god and human beings, and is also the link between Dr. Manhattan's humanity. If she can be found, then there may only be one step away from finding Dr. Manhattan.

And she also has another identity, that is, the biological daughter of the comedian who has turned into a corpse in front of her.

"Then let's..."

"——It doesn't need to be that troublesome."

Just when Zheng Zha was about to speak, Chu Xuan stood up suddenly and said, "I found the reason. The drop of blood on the badge does not belong to the comedian himself."

"Huh? Not the comedian himself? Who else could it be..."

Zheng Zha asked doubtfully at first, but then suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand...it is the murderer of the comedian, the Pharaoh."

In the movie, Pharaoh has been studying the energy generated by Dr. Manhattan for a long time and trying to replicate it, so it is not surprising that he has this element in his body. As the initiator of the "Manhattan Threat Theory" plan, Pharaoh is closer to the corresponding truth than Silk Soul II.

"Okay, then our next stop has been decided. I remember that the Pharaoh's secret base is in Antarctica."

Zheng Zha pinched his knuckles, and the confident smile returned to his face: "There shouldn't be any need for secret operations next, right? At our speed, it won't even take a few minutes to reach the Antarctic, so next Let’s go find it…”

——His words froze in his throat.

It seemed like an instant, and it seemed like eternity. Everything seemed to pass by Zheng Zha's eyes, like a white horse passing through a gap, or like an illusion of thousands of suns and stars.

And the next moment, it was still the familiar rooftop, and it was still the same bell tower that I had seen twice.

"...Pharaoh."

Helplessly spitting out the remaining three words, Zheng Zha sighed: "I didn't expect it to come back again. This is already the second time, right? What are the triggering conditions?"

"Could it be that every time we find a clue and take a step forward on the road to finding Dr. Manhattan, we must go through a time loop..."

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a female scream pierced the night sky and attracted everyone's attention. In the middle of the team, Ming Yanwei, wearing the Bagua Purple Immortal Clothes, looked at her side with a face full of shock... and there was nothing there.

"Zhang Heng... Zhang Heng is gone!" Ming Yanwei said in a panic: "He has been holding my hand. He was there just now, but he suddenly disappeared!"

"... Zhan Lan, can you still connect to Zhang Heng?"

Zheng Zha's face became serious, and he immediately called the Zhongzhou team's mental controller: "Try your best. If it is the light of your heart, it should be possible..."

--No response.

When Zheng Zha looked back in astonishment, he found that Zhan Lan, who had been with him since entering this world and had never left, had also disappeared abruptly like Zhang Heng.

"Zhan Lan..."

"Zheng Zha, look at the clock tower."

Just as Zheng Zha called Zhan Lan's name with a trembling voice, Chu Xuan suddenly opened his mouth and pointed forward: "The time displayed on the clock tower has changed."

As Chu Xuan said, the first building that the Zhongzhou team saw after entering was the clock tower in front of them. At this time, the hour hand was still at eleven o'clock, but the minute hand had changed its original direction...

From the exact time, it moved to eleven ten. (End of this chapter)