When Yan Yueming hugged Xiao Lu and felt sad, the Qi phase bureau was still brightly lit.
Yan Fei returned and brought back the news about Yihong Ship. At the same time, the gas phase bureaus in other cities also sent relevant clues. After the two sides combined, the search and rescue department ordered troops to set off again.
This time Yan Fei was forcefully retained, and the leader became Dong Xiaoyin.
The minister personally ordered him to rest, but Yan Fei had no choice but to refuse. It's just that he drank the fat sea food the team members gave him and put his legs up on the table in the conference room. Not only was he too lazy to go home and rest, he was too lazy to shave.
"So, he went to the police station to steal the gun? Is the person in the black van the driver of the black van?" Yan Fei's words were full of fun.
"There is a serial number on the gun, which is confirmed to be correct. The police station's surveillance did not capture the thief. If the gun can be stolen from such a tight place without being discovered, it is difficult to say that it was not the hand of the criminal. As for the driver of the black car, he and Han Mei It's the same, they were all manipulated inexplicably on the road, and I couldn't see his face clearly."
Another team member added: "Judging from the list of personnel currently counted, these younger brothers who were bewitched by Xin live and work scattered in various places in the city, and their radiation is very wide. According to the results of the interrogation, they were exposed to Xin's The time and place are also different, and by marking them on the map, we can get a new range of activities."
What is the scope of activities? That is of course the scope of Xin's activities.
Red dots are marked on the electronic map, and a circle is framed, which includes No. 14 Heping Street and Huayuan Road.
"Judging from the available information, it is unmistakable that Zhen once lived at No. 14 Heping Street. And judging from the people he seduced, there are ordinary teachers, drivers, and delivery people. There seems to be nothing special."
Hearing this, Yan Fei asked: "If you are a poisonous person and your target is all human beings, and it is best for everyone to fall into the gap, then will you randomly select a few ordinary people you meet on the road as your subordinates?"
The team member touched his chin, "That's definitely not the case. At least a few social elites must come, and even more, internal personnel of our Qi Xiang Bureau."
Yan Fei changed his legs and said, "Zhen has two ways of bewitching human beings. One is simple and crude, relying on his own powerful power as the incarnation of world consciousness to suppress the other person's self-awareness. In this case, you will be controlled by Zhen, and follow the rules of Zhen Act according to the instructions. But because the method is rough, if the person's willpower is strong enough, she can gain a glimmer of clarity. For example, Han Mei."
The team member on the opposite side nodded, "I checked the files from the first two times when Zhen appeared. Often the strongest trump cards come out last. They will help convey information to Zhen and use their respective positions to provide him with information. On the surface, these people can't see any signs of being deceived, and even the chart test can't detect it."
Yan Fei: "This is the second type, called deep invasion. It's like poison planted a seed in your brain. You didn't realize the existence of the seed yourself, and the map test couldn't detect it until it took root. Germinate and completely destroy your sense of self. By the time you realize it, you are no longer you."
"Hiss... Zhen's design really hasn't changed for decades. It's so damn insidious."
"Isn't it?"
Everyone complained, and Yan Fei raised another question: "There is another thing that I am very concerned about, and that is that the poison has appeared early. The fluctuation period that occurs once every ten years is like a pregnancy in ten months. The world consciousness needs to accumulate enough Only energy can be condensed into a poison. It's like premature birth, why?"
The team members looked at each other, knowing that this metaphor was very vivid, but why? Who knows.
"Also." Yan Fei looked at the red dot marked No. 14 Heping Street on the map, "Tang Qiao's problem, judging from the situation that night, her behavior of going to No. 14 Heping Street was very purposeful. She was How do you know where the poison is?"
A teammate asked: "Is there no possibility of coincidence?"
Yan Fei: "Do you believe in coincidence?"
The team member shook his head, "Suppose she is the protagonist. The protagonist has awareness of the world? So she can detect the existence of poison?"
Another team member raised a new doubt, "Even if this is the case, then why did she go alone? Is our Qi Xiang Bureau so untrustworthy? When she fell into the Yihong Boat, it was Senior Li who led people to rescue her. She Even if you don't trust us juniors, you won't distrust Senior Li, right? Her nephews all entered Huayuan Road. And the most problematic thing based on this assumption is actually not this time, but the last time."
Yan Fei raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Say."
"Look, Don Qiao fell into the gap when the first active period came, and was later rescued by our search and rescue department. When the third active period came, he fell into the gap again. What about the second time? Nothing happened. , isn’t it strange? If she is really the protagonist and she has sentience, then why does nothing happen the second time?”
"So what do you think?"
The team member pushed up his glasses and said, "I don't think she is the protagonist."
Others refuted him, "Perhaps she accidentally awakened when she fell into the gap for the first time and learned that she was the protagonist. After being rescued, she forgot these things because of the characteristics of the gap? So during the second active period? When it came, nothing happened because she forgot. And as time passed, and now, she remembered."
Everyone has different opinions and ideas.
Yan Yueming, on the other side, was also lying on the bed thinking about this issue. To be more precise, he has been thinking about one question these days, and that is - does he really know his aunt?
He was so powerful that the seniors, Anchor Su, and everyone from the search and rescue department took turns to fight, but they couldn't kill him. My aunt was able to smash him with a Coke bottle even though she was alone
head, this seems to be another evidence that "she is the protagonist".
Either my aunt is some kind of hidden master, or she has the aura of a protagonist.
Regardless of whether the aunt is the protagonist or not, they have depended on each other over the years and it is certain that they understand each other. But Yan Yueming spends most of his time in school, and what is his aunt doing? He used to feel that he was very clear and understood, but now he is not sure.
At least there must be something fishy about my aunt riding a shared bicycle to No. 14 Heping Street in the middle of the night. She must be hiding something, or maybe she didn't have time to say it.
Yan Yueming thought about it, feeling sleepy. He was really busy today. First he ran for his life in the experimental elementary school, and then he rushed to the hospital to visit a patient. He was very nervous. Now that I have finally relaxed, I can't stand it any longer.
Before going to bed, he checked his phone, but he forgot what time it was. He just felt that it was not early. He was also thinking about getting up to make breakfast for his seniors tomorrow morning, so he had to go to bed early.
His consciousness gradually fell, and he fell into a black dream. He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but suddenly, a harsh alarm woke him up.
Did I set an alarm?
Before Yan Yueming opened her eyes, she was thinking vaguely and subconsciously reached for her phone under the pillow, but found nothing. The moment of fright woke him up, and he immediately thought of another possibility - the midnight alarm.
Just like what Urashako did!
Yan Yueming, who was dying of illness, sat up in shock and looked around. Good guy, where is he at No. 111 Huayuan Road? He is clearly in a strange room and a strange bed. There is an oval full-length mirror hanging on the wall directly opposite the bed, and his ghostly expression is reflected in the mirror. .
Whose mirror hangs at the end of the bed? !
Help!
"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!" The alarm bell was still ringing, sharp and harsh.
Yan Yueming suddenly turned her head and saw a small brass alarm clock on the bedside table. It was vibrating, vibrating wildly, until it knocked itself off the bedside table and clattered to the floor.
The alarm stopped suddenly.
Yan Yueming clutched her chest, feeling that the next thing to stop beating might be her own heart. He could only take a deep breath and force himself to calm down.
Looking around, the decoration in the room is really European and retro. Dark red carpets, layered bed tents with lace, patterned plaster line decorations everywhere, mirrors, candlesticks, and all the appliances are luxurious and elegant.
The lighting in the room was dim, as there were no electric lights, and the only source of light was a candlestick placed on the closet.
Yan Yueming hoped that he was just dreaming, but he pinched himself and it hurt so much that tears came out, which showed that it was not a dream. He began to comfort himself again, it's okay Xiao Ming, you have had two experiences, you are no longer the same person as before.
Thinking of this, he suddenly became brave and planned to get out of bed to get the candlestick, at least to have the light source in his own hands.
But when he lifted the quilt and saw what was lying next to him, his whole body seemed to have been electrocuted, and his eyes widened.
Doll! A doll sleeps next to him!
The puppet's eyes were still open, and those inorganic eyes that looked like dead fish were looking straight at him.
Yan Yueming rolled off the bed like lightning, breaking out in a cold sweat. When he finally took a breath, the memory of the silent neighborhood began to revive.
He thought of the family of three driving the red car, the murderer's father, the mother who frantically wanted to strangle her daughter to death, and the daughter whose joints were as stiff as a doll.
The senior said that the place that the asphalt road in the quiet neighborhood leads to is called the "Strange House". They moved the dolls in the hut, that's why it became like that.
Could it be that this is...
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Du, Du." means clasping the knuckles on the wooden door panel, calmly and forcefully.
Yan Yueming swallowed hard, remained squatting on the ground, and turned his stiff neck to look at the door. Who's knocking?
He didn't dare to answer or even make a sound.
But the knock on the door came again, "Tuk, Tuk."
There were still two calls, but Yan Yueming still didn't answer. He was hesitating and thinking, should he go and take a look at the door, even if he didn't open the door, just take a look through the crack in the door?
Before he could make a choice, the person outside the door seemed unable to wait any longer. He chuckled and called his name in a low and magnetic voice, "Yan Yueming, right?"
Yan Yueming's eyes widened.
The sound was so unfamiliar that he was sure he had never heard it before. It's obviously his favorite one, just like the anchor Su Huizhi, but it has a sinister feeling.
And what he said next made Yan Yueming freeze in place.
"Hello, I am Zhen."
"Do you think that if you force me into a gap, there will be nothing I can do? Do you think that if you take away my doll and erase my spell, nothing will happen?"
"Human beings are so naive."
"You have forgotten that I am the master of this world."
"If I want you to live, you will live; if I want you to die, you must, must, die."
