Chapter 1240 The Island Called Ignorance

When Songjia walked into the door of the art museum and saw the scene inside, she almost couldn't stand still.

Although she is not engaged in art work, she has visited here several times with her classmates in her free time. This art museum has always been very popular with tourists because of its rich collection and unique architectural style, and she likes it very much.

Unexpectedly, when I came in this time, this holy land of art had turned into a bloody slaughterhouse. There were corpses everywhere on the ground, plasma and brains were splashed everywhere, and many works of art were destroyed, worth more than a hundred dollars. Wan's oil painting just fell to the ground, and the sculpture turned into pieces...

The only people who can still stand in the entire first-floor exhibition hall are Ole and Alessia. They are supporting each other and moving slowly towards the stairs.

"You...you killed these people?"

Songjia was startled. She answered Zhang Heng's call and hurried in from the outside. She didn't know what happened inside yet. Seeing the scene in front of her, she thought everyone here was being raped by two people. The Inuit killed them, after all they looked like they had just been in a bloody battle.

However, Alessia shook her head and said, "No, everyone is yours...well, the employer killed him. We actually didn't help much. He saved us. He and the owner of this museum are now in Er." Floor, let’s go up together.”

"Oh, okay, okay."

Songjia carefully avoided the pool of blood on the ground, and then followed Ole and Songjia up the stairs to the curator's office on the second floor.

The door was not locked there. Songjia saw a lame man sitting on a sofa, and Zhang Heng was sitting behind the desk writing something on parchment with blood. When Songjia walked in, he nodded to her, " You came just in time, help me continue the translation, I want to have a good chat with Mr. Sachs."

Zhang Heng pointed at the man on the sofa as he spoke.

The latter probably knew that it was impossible for him to escape, so he calmed down again. Seeing Songjia looking at her and smiling at the girl, he had to say that the owner of the museum for more than ten years was not In vain, this smile looks quite elegant and gentle.

However, Songjia ignored him. Instead, he pulled Zhang Heng aside and said hurriedly, "What on earth is going on? Who are those people below? Why did you kill them? Oh my God, what are you doing this time?" How many people were killed?"

"Thirty-seven, but I'm just defending myself and saving others." Zhang Heng said.

"The police don't believe that you killed thirty-seven people in self-defense and to save others." Songjia said anxiously, "Are you crazy? Do you know how much trouble this will get you into?"

"Relax, as long as we keep quiet, I don't think the police will care about this matter." Zhang Heng said calmly.

"How is this possible? Even if none of us say anything, it is impossible for the police to not notice that thirty-seven people are missing."

"Ordinary people are like this, but this group of people is different. They obviously belong to some mysterious sect. I'm afraid the police don't even know about their existence." Zhang Heng said.

"how do you know?"

"I'm about to check with their commander."

"where is he?"

"It's on the couch."

After hearing this, Songjia turned her attention to the lame man on the sofa again, took a deep breath, calmed down her mood, and then said to Zhang Heng, "I will help you translate for the last time, you don't know What do you want to do, but it's too dangerous to be with you. It's been less than half a day since we met, and there have already been two battles, and I've seen more corpses than I've seen in my entire life. If I follow you again, I don’t know what else will happen, but don’t worry, I broke the contract first, and I don’t want my share of wages.”

Zhang Heng was noncommittal and just said, "You do the translation for me first, and we can talk about it later."

Songjia didn't say anything after hearing this, and walked to the side of the lame man again.

The latter raised his eyebrows and said with interest, "Have you finished discussing it? What do you think? What are you going to do to me?"

"I'm just a translator," Songjia said, "I don't want to get involved in your messy things."

"It's a pity," the lame man touched his chin, "I'm afraid you will be involved whether you want it or not. In fact, not a single person on the entire island can escape."

"You don't need to threaten me. It's not up to me to decide your fate anyway." Songjia said, "First question, who are you?"

The lame man was about to answer, but was interrupted by Songjia, "Remind you, you'd better tell the truth, because if you lie, we will know it immediately, and you will suffer unnecessary pain. .”

"Is it because of this ring?" The lame man raised his right hand. When he entered the door, Zhang Heng put a copper ring there, and then cut his arm to get some blood, "You and that Two Inuit are not in the same group, right? I also know something about shamanism, and as far as I know they don’t have such means.”

"Just...answer the questions honestly and stop asking questions." Songjia warned again.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that a remote place like Greenland would be so lively one day," the lame man murmured, then leaned his back on the sofa, "Ask me, I've fallen into your hands anyway. Of course I will cooperate with you, but I advise you not to have too high expectations of me. For some reason, I don’t have much information. I have been avoiding talking to those people over the years. Fanatics make further contact.”

"Why?"

“Because we live on an island called Ignorance, surrounded by the vast black ocean, some brave people among us set sail to explore the mysteries of the world, and their achievements have promoted the development of human civilization. But one day, when those isolated pieces of scientific knowledge are pieced together, they will reveal the most horrifying truths about the world."

"What truth?"

"We should never know, because that will bring endless fear and madness." The lame man said solemnly. His expression didn't look like he was joking, although the words coming out of his mouth sounded like Very funny.

After a pause, he added, "I'm different from those fanatic believers downstairs, but it's because of this that I've had a particularly hard life these years. I'm really trying to persuade you with good intentions. If you don't want to fall into my current situation, just You should leave here before it's too late."