"Brother, let's go home together~"
Zhou Han put his hands behind his back and looked at Wang Ye with a sweet smile.
Wang Ye's mouth twitched slightly and he said nothing.
Zhou Han walked around Xiao Si with a smile and came close to Wang Ye, with a look of dependence on you.
that's all...
On the street, there is a young man with a dark face, a girl who is jumping up and down like a girl, and a girl wearing a pink bunny ears hat, a strange combination...
People can't help but look around.
After returning home, Wang Ye closed the door immediately and breathed a sigh of relief.
"This crazy woman!" Wang Ye couldn't help but cursed, glanced at the expressionless Xiao Si, and swallowed the rest of his words.
There seems to be nothing to talk about with an emotionless ghost...
Thinking about it, Wang Ye sighed quietly, feeling his tired body, returned to the bedroom, fell on the bed, and fell asleep.
…
In the living room, standing in the corner, Xiao Si, who looked like a sculpture, suddenly swung his stiff body and slowly sat on the sofa.
A long shadow extended silently on the ground, leading directly to Wang Ye's bedroom.
But when he was about to touch the bedroom door, the shadow stopped strangely.
gradually...
The shadow retracted and reappeared at Xiaosi's feet, returning to normal.
As night fell, Xiaosi's eyes flashed with color, and he leaned leisurely on the sofa, crossing his legs, the same movements as Wang Ye during the day.
Gradually, she stood up and looked towards the door...she backed up suddenly, staring at the door.
...
She was actually imitating Wang Ye's actions in the afternoon.
for a long time...
The color in Xiaosi's eyes gradually disappeared, the void returned to its original position, and he stood still again.
In the bedroom, Wang Ye's eyes didn't know when they opened or how long they stayed open.
A boning knife exuding a cold aura was firmly held in his hand.
Listening to the gradually quieting sounds in the living room, Wang Ye closed his eyes again, but the boning knife was still clutched in his hand.
sky...
It's getting brighter.
On a rare day off, feeling the comfortable atmosphere, Wang Ye sat leisurely on the sofa and observed Xiaosi.
for a long time...
There was a voice outside the door. It seemed that Zhou Han was going out, but Wang Ye was obviously relieved when he heard the voice coming downstairs instead of knocking on the door.
Wang Ye logged in according to the encrypted website address sent by Zhang Ziliang in the text message on his mobile phone.
really...
Under A-level intelligence authority, there is more information and it becomes more detailed.
He tried searching the suburban cemetery, but it came up blank. Wang Ye frowned deeply.
"No..."
"Sure enough, there is no record."
"Those guys from the Intelligence Department who are just waiting to die."
With a helpless sigh, Wang Ye turned off the phone.
Then he seemed to remember something. Wang Ye found the coat he had worn when he and Zhou Han went out the day before yesterday, and carefully took out a yellowed and worn note from his pocket.
Because of the age, the handwriting on the note has become faintly blurred.
Not much writing can be distinguished through the sunlight.
"Suburban Cemetery..."
"Tomb No. 6..."
"At the bottom of the tomb..."
After reading a few words, Wang Ye's pupils shrank slightly.
Is it that mysterious suburban cemetery again? Mass graves, suburban cemeteries, and the Shili Cemetery I met in the wasteland. What kind of connection are there between them!
What kind of secrets are hidden at the bottom of Tomb No. 6?
Moreover, this was found in the clothes of a corpse of a person who had died long ago and was suspected of having supernatural powers.
Could it be that... before Eternal Night, did people with super powers really exist?
These strange connections, like mysteries, emerged deeply in Wang Ye's mind.
There seems to be a line, but I can't catch it.
Wang Ye irritably put the note in his hand carefully into the drawer and fell into deep thought.
Xiao Si, who was standing silently by the side, had an imperceptible light flashing through his empty eyes.
night...
Wang Ye, who was sleeping in the bedroom, heard the sound of the door opening and opened his eyes silently.
Footsteps sounded on the stairs.
After a long time, Wang Ye gently opened the bedroom door, and Xiao Si's figure disappeared in the living room.
Wang Ye's expression was a little serious. He walked to the window and looked down through the curtains. Xiaosi's somewhat stiff figure appeared in the community, gradually walked out of the community gate and disappeared into the night.
Frowning slightly, Wang Ye put on his clothes silently, went downstairs and walked in the direction Xiaosi left, following her from a distance.
The population gradually became sparse.
Looking at the increasingly familiar scene, Wang Ye felt a chill in his heart.
Suburban cemetery!
Wang Ye was sure that this was the location leading to the suburban cemetery!
really...
Standing not far from the gate of the suburban cemetery, Wang Ye watched with his own eyes the figure of Xiaosi gradually disappearing into the darkness.
In the wooden house at the door, candlelight was dimly lit.
But inside the house, there was no one.
That weird, mysterious old man disappeared without knowing when.
Wang Ye hid himself in the darkness and stared at the gate of the suburban cemetery.
for a long time...
In the cemetery, there were bursts of noises and roars.
Ten minutes later, the roar gradually died away and the noise subsided.
Xiaosi appeared silently at the exit of the cemetery, her clothes slightly torn, her eyes empty, as if she had no soul.
Wang Ye's eyes turned slightly, hiding his body, gradually disappearing, and returned home.
In the corridor, in the dark environment, a shadow seemed to flash past.
Wang Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and after staring for a long time, he found nothing unusual. behind...
In the stairwell, footsteps gradually sounded.
A cold light flashed in Wang Ye's eyes, he opened the door, walked in, fell silently into the bedroom, and closed his eyes.
After a while, the door opened again.
Xiaosi returned to the house with stiff steps and resumed Wang Ye's standing position before going to bed.
Listening to the noise in the living room, Wang Ye's eyes opened at some point and he kept thinking.
The next few days were quiet.
Zhang Ziliang is constantly studying the candidates for the team. He heard that many people with special abilities are constantly seeking connections in order to join a team.
After all, joining the team represents endless resources.
The threshold of Zhang Ziliang's office was trampled to pieces.
Some people with special abilities even found Wang Ye's phone number somewhere.
When Wang Ye couldn't help but want to get angry, he finally calmed down.
certainly...
A small episode in the middle is that Zhou Han came...
He left a word lightly and asked for a spot in Wang Ye's team.
When Wang Ye had a headache, Zhang Ziliang agreed readily.
Wang Ye's head suddenly hurt even more...
And at twelve o'clock in the morning that night... the mysterious wooden door appeared in Wang Ye's living room again.
