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The tools used by the perpetrator were so advanced that, in today's world, it is unlikely that many people could accomplish such a feat. This narrowed down the range of suspects significantly.
The one hundred and twenty Laymen present fell into a trance during the nine chimes of the Dharma Bell. They heard the Abbot reciting scriptures until the sixth chime; after that, the sound of chanting ceased. I realized that something was stolen between the sixth and seventh chimes.
What was stolen was the time of the one hundred and twenty Witnesses—an entire hour.
In fact, the seventh chime that the Witnesses heard occurred on October Sixteenth, at precisely the same moment as the second chime. Because it happened within the same time frame, and their seating arrangements and surroundings had been deliberately adjusted, they failed to notice that it was already the second hour. Instead, they were immersed in astonishment at the sudden disappearance of the monk. This was why they all needed to fall unconscious again. In reality, this second bout of unconsciousness lasted only a short time, just enough to make them mistakenly believe that it had lasted an entire night.
With this stolen hour, it would not be difficult for a group of skilled individuals to use force to subdue and abduct all the monks in the temple. Thus, the perpetrator needed to clean up the scene because the monks of White Horse Temple were not easy targets (Monks... not easy targets... Author, I truly worry about your writing skills). It is likely that there was quite a struggle involved.
Why was it so sophisticated? Because achieving this setup required a crucial condition: making one hundred and twenty people fall unconscious simultaneously without causing any disconnection or confusion in their consciousness, allowing them to wake up immediately connected to the moment before they lost consciousness. Moreover, these one hundred and twenty individuals had to regain consciousness almost simultaneously, with only seconds of deviation.
This sounds even more incredible than the monks of White Horse Temple simply vanishing into thin air.
The most likely explanation is that this involved some kind of drug. The ability to control a situation like this with drugs is truly terrifying.
"Zhenzhen, if this hypothesis holds true, then this act must have been carried out not by an individual but by an organization—a rather large and powerful one. Furthermore, being able to make people fall unconscious and wake up simultaneously without causing confusion in their consciousness is likely achievable only through drugs or some form of Mind Manipulation Technique. There are very few who can accomplish such a feat. The current question is: why did they do this?" Night Phantom fell into deep thought.
Even if we unravel this method, many mysteries still remain.
For instance, what is their Motive? Why would anyone want to abduct all the monks from a temple?
Additionally, if they intended to abduct them, why design such a bizarre scene that makes people believe it was caused by supernatural forces? What hidden secrets lie within?
Lastly, what exactly is this mysterious method that allows people to fall unconscious and wake up simultaneously?
For instance, where have the hundreds of missing monks gone?
For instance, this seemingly bizarre scene shouldn't have alarmed the emperor to the point that Fang Xuanling took charge, mobilizing the entire Henan Circuit for a thorough investigation. What hidden truths lie within this?
For instance, did Ruo Chanjuan's three clues really intend to lead us astray? What could her motive possibly be?
...
I sighed. Have I been overthinking lately? Why am I coming up with so many random questions? Please, none of these are the main point! Shouldn't the most crucial question be—who is behind all this?!
As I was lost in thought, I felt a tickle on my cheek that startled me. Looking up, I saw Ye quietly gazing at me, his long, elegant fingers gently brushing aside the loose strands of hair that had fallen by my face and tucking them behind my ear.
I slapped his hand away with a "smack." What’s wrong with him today? How dare he touch me like that! Although I found his previous habit of tapping my head annoying, it seemed somewhat normal. But what was this? Even if he were interested in me as a close sister, I couldn't handle this kind of intimacy.
He paused for a moment before bursting into laughter. Our usual conversations were rough and straightforward, but today he seemed completely out of character, overly "gentle."
"Zhenzhen, it's almost dawn. Tomorrow morning, Qiu's plan is to revisit White Horse Temple to see if there's anything we missed. If you want to go, there won't be much time left for sleep, right?"
It suddenly hit me that I hadn't slept all night. How did I become so anxious? As a detective, how could I lose sleep over mere speculation?
"So, Zhenzhen, why don't you get some rest? I'm here; there's nothing to worry about. The knot in your heart has already been untied, hasn't it?"
I felt my face flush. I looked at Ye; this mysterious man, though masked, couldn't hide his extraordinary charm and brilliance. Alas, what a pity...
If only the one sitting by my bedside treating me so gently were my idol Nie Qiuyuan! Just thinking about it was enough to make one swoon.
"Ah..." I finally sighed deeply, expressing the regret that had been weighing on my heart. "I'm going to sleep now, Night, thank you."
Night smiled faintly, her expression enchanting.
As soon as I lay down, I fell asleep in the blink of an eye. It only took a few seconds for me to drift off, so Master Thief was still sitting by the bed, but I didn't pay him any mind. After all, he had long since gotten used to my ugly sleeping posture.
However, I slept so soundly that when I woke up the second time, it was already bright enough to be blinding. I rolled out of bed and glanced at the ancient clock that I had finally learned to read, and immediately broke into a sweat. According to modern time, it was already ten-thirty—practically lunchtime! If Nie Qiuyuan and the others had gone to White Horse Temple, they must have finished their work by now.
Feeling dejected, I finished washing up and stepped out of my room, only to see Lin Jiubu hurrying toward me, looking refreshed. Although Lin Jiu was a bit of a stiff fellow, we had become quite familiar with each other, so he wasn't overly formal when he saw me. With a smile on his face, he said, "Miss, why are you still in women's attire? Hurry and change! The County Constable is waiting to have lunch before heading to White Horse Temple. They are waiting for you right now!"
"Going to White Horse Temple?" I actually wanted to ask if they hadn't gone yet. What time is it? But then I realized I probably shouldn't know about this plan, so I held back my questions and felt puzzled inside.
"The County Constable wants to go to White Horse Temple today to see if there's anything we missed or haven't clarified. But there's no rush; we were just waiting for you to wake up before setting off. Who knew you would sleep in so long..." At this point, Lin Jiu wore a slight smile.
I felt extremely embarrassed. This was bad; I must have left a lazy impression on my crush! Sigh, being a pretty face is really tough; one wrong move and everything is lost. It's not any easier than the struggles men face in the political arena.
"Miss, hurry and change your clothes; both gentlemen are waiting," Lin Jiu urged cheerfully.
***Tang Chang'an Evening News segment “To Your House for a Visit”***
Reporter Fungus: Hello everyone! Today we are visiting Dong E Wan Ning at her home at the suggestion of Author. Hello, Sister Dong!
Wan Ning: Oh my! Welcome! Wow, so many people! Welcome, welcome! Come on in; here are some sunflower seeds.
Reporter Fungus: (Why is it always sunflower seeds...) Sister Dong, to be honest, Author wanted to come visit you mainly because she strongly resonated with the title of one of your books. That's why we're all here to chat and do an interview.
"Wan Ning": Which one? I've written several.
"Reporter Fungus": It's called "Rebirth: My Wife's Mysterious Background"! The author thinks this title seems to fit quite well with the main plot of "Anatomy of Flowers," so it feels familiar!
"Nie Qiuyuan" (frowning slightly): A wife can't possibly have a mysterious background. What kind of background could be unclear?
"Night Phantom": Come on, stop pretending to be serious! What's wrong with a mysterious background? I actually like it; it's much more interesting.
"Reporter Fungus": (sweating) How did you two show up at the same time?
"Night Phantom": It's just an interview show; there’s no need for logic. Don't overthink it.
"Zhang Yang": (facepalming) Who are all these people? How did I end up here…? I've already checked my future wife's household registration details, even her parents' information. What mysterious background could there be? Why would I participate in a show like this…
"Luo Dachun": Ha! Ha! Ha! (snacking sound) Hmph, I just want to say, whose wife it is, that’s still uncertain…
"Narrator": I just want to add that I forgot to mention Ren Pingsheng. Everyone here is doomed!
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