Trickster Hunter

Chapter 33 Memory Fragments

Sun Hang picked up the pair of jeans that had fallen on the ground and took out an old-fashioned smartphone from his trouser pocket.

The girl's smartphone used a fingerprint lock, but when Sun Hang pressed his finger on it, the sound effect of successful unlocking sounded immediately.

He just imagined that his fingerprint would be "changed" to that girl's fingerprint, and everything happened naturally-although he had never carefully observed the shape of the girl's fingerprint, the small part of "Tai Sui" that he had just absorbed recorded a lot of information, including the original host's various physical data.

Not only that, after swallowing that small part of "Tai Sui", Sun Hang clearly felt that his "ability" had been enhanced. Originally, he would be unconscious for several hours when changing the material of the metal nameplate, but now that he changed his fingerprint, the side effect was just a slight dizziness, which was almost negligible.

In addition, Sun Hang also felt that there seemed to be some more memory fragments in his mind that did not belong to him.

These fragments randomly filled in those blank memories. For a moment, Sun Hang had an illusion - it seemed that he was the girl parasitized by "Tai Sui". Although those scenes were vague, they were as real as if he had experienced them personally.

Just like some strange dreams, when you wake up, it is difficult for you to remember the details in the dream, but when you try to recall, you will find that those details you can't remember give you a very familiar feeling.

As if they all happened in the real world.

A certain sound, a certain person or object, or a certain color combination or even the brightness and angle of light... In your memory, there will always be a scene that can perfectly match the dream, just like two transparent photos overlapping each other.

Sun Hang saw a familiar fire, the flaming flames occupied his entire field of vision. Except for the noise of the air being heated and squeezed, all the sounds were moving away from Sun Hang...

In the next scene, through a blurry filter, he saw many figures surrounding him. They were wearing armor, and their dark face shields covered all their expressions.

The scene changed, and Sun Hang found himself in an empty basement again. The corners of the basement were filled with skeletons of humans or animals. Many people whose facial features could not be seen clearly were walking back and forth in the basement, their movements stiff and numb.

Is this the memory of the girl, or the memory of "Tai Sui"?

Sun Hang shook his head vigorously, and used his will to forcibly "seal" these memory fragments that kept flashing back in front of his eyes.

He put his attention back on the phone that had just been unlocked.

The girl's phone had three missed text messages and two missed calls. The most recent missed call was made one and a half minutes ago.

Sun Hang opened the three text messages first. The first one was very short, with only six words: "Have you bought the things?"

The second one was even shorter: "Where are you?"

There was a full five minutes between the third and second text messages, and the tone between the lines had changed from urging to questioning: "Why haven't you come back yet? What are you doing?"

Then there were two missed calls, less than ten seconds apart.

The first missed call rang for thirty seconds, and was hung up until the prompt sound of "The number you dialed is temporarily unanswered" sounded; the second missed call only rang for two seconds.

The three text messages and two missed calls were all from the same number, which was a local mobile phone number in Tianfu City and the only number saved in the girl's mobile phone address book-but although she saved this number, she did not make any notes on the number.

Sun Hang did not hesitate and called back the number directly.

"Beep...beep...sorry, the number you dialed is empty."

"Has it been cancelled? So quick reaction?" Sun Hang frowned slightly.

This matter should probably be reported directly to the Weird Research Institute or the Abnormal Investigation Bureau, but in Sun Hang's subconscious, he was extremely resistant to this matter.

He didn't know why he had such an idea, but in his cognition, this was the "right" thing to do.

He began to doubt his identity before he lost his memory. He tried to recall it again, but the memory fragments that popped out were extremely chaotic. A large number of memories that "should not" belong to him were intertwined, forming one after another bizarre pictures and extremely absurd and illogical plots.

The memories from the girl, or from "Tai Sui", have not been completely digested by Sun Hang. They are like a pile of messy files without classification. Once the "memory" folder is opened, they all pour out.

"Fuck." Sun Hang cursed in a low voice, and the memory stopped.

The matter of finding memories will be discussed later. The most urgent task is to find "Tai Sui" first.

Those cult members must have been alerted by now. Judging from the speed at which they cancelled their mobile phone numbers, if they delayed any longer, even if Sun Hang found their base, it would probably be empty.

There was no time to lose.

Sun Hang closed his eyes, and a vague but familiar route emerged in his mind.

This was the route he took almost every morning - to be more precise, this was the route that the girl took almost every morning.

The end of this path is not far away, it is in this old community.

Sun Hang carried the bag of fried dough sticks and buns bought by the girl, returned to the first floor, and then closed his eyes, letting the familiar feeling in the memory fragment lead him to the "destination".

This community seemed to be forced to stop construction halfway through, and nearly one-third of the buildings in the community are unfinished buildings with only a concrete frame.

Condensed sand, rusted steel bars, and aging yellow plastic pipes can be seen everywhere in the corners of the community. The random wiring cuts the sky into irregular polygons of various sizes. A poorly made Ultraman doll is abandoned beside a weedy flower bed. A little further away, a group of ants are besieging a slug. The slug struggles hard and drags a long trail of mucus on the dry ground.

Sun Hang closed his eyes, but these images kept appearing in his mind... In reality, the Ultraman doll had been picked up by someone long ago, and the ants and slugs had disappeared long ago. The only thing that remained unchanged was the familiar path and the familiar buildings around it.

"Building 13, Unit 2."

Sun Hang stopped and opened his eyes.