There was no sunset visible in the afternoon in Dajing City, which was covered in fog. Perhaps due to the incident, the atmosphere nearby was very depressing.
As Shen Lin drove, several subway lines were impassable due to the blockade of Donghua Street. Officials said it was due to road control risks caused by geological collapse, which caused a stir in unknown public opinion.
The blockade of subway lines has resulted in more vehicles and pedestrians on the streets than usual.
In the end, Shen Lin's car couldn't move at all, so he simply gave up the vehicle and called the nearby armed men to find a way to recover it later.
Anyway, this thing didn't play much role for him in the incident. Most of the things he wanted to use were on him.
I slowly followed the flow of people to Donghua Avenue, the center of the incident. The closer I got there, the more I could feel that the flow of people around me was slowly becoming sparse. In the last few hundred meters, only Shen Lin was walking slowly forward.
Finally, Shen Lin saw the cordon and a large number of armed personnel. The other party stopped Shen Lin immediately, with a wary look. It seemed that if Shen Lin did not want to follow the advice, he would take action by force.
This is the basic quality of official personnel. It is better to stop something with force than to let some people go in and die.
Shen Lin didn't elaborate too much. He took out his international economic certificate with his backhand and flashed it, and then crossed the blockade with the other party's very formal salute.
The sky of that generation was shrouded in dark clouds, without any light, and the overall darkness seemed to make people breathless.
Shen Lin continued to move forward. When he walked about three hundred meters, there were no guards around him, and a dark atmosphere hit his face.
Dark, decadent, weird, as if hell is right in front of you.
Shen Lin stepped forward, as if he was submerging into a lake, entering a bottomless darkness.
The sky here is composed of dark red, like a burning cloud before the night.
There were brightly lit houses everywhere, but there was no shadow of lights on the streets. It was as if the darkness had completely swallowed up the light, and everything around was completely weird.
There is an aura of decay everywhere, and there is no sign of any living activity. It is like a dark area abandoned by the world.
The bleak evening breeze brought a pungent stench, which made Shen Lin frown and cover his mouth and nose.
Something was wrong. He didn't feel any sign of the ghost realm here. With his current ability of the third-level ghost realm, he could sense even the half-corpse ghost realm, but now he couldn't sense anything.
Shen Lin frowned slightly. There was obviously only one explanation for this. The strangeness around him was not due to the ghost realm, but most likely due to some kind of powerful ghost ability.
Is it that ghost sedan? Shen Lin was thinking.
After a quick battle in Fengmen Village, he risked his life to find out a lot of things, but for this ghost, it was still a drop in the bucket.
The situation was strange and it was not appropriate to get into a fight. Shen Lin found a nearby bicycle, broke the lock with brutal means, and then rode on it slowly.
Without the protection of the ghost pawn shop, wasting power is tantamount to suicide. Shen Lin has no intention of using his power frequently on such trivial matters. Bicycle transportation is a more cost-effective option nowadays. After all, his car is blocked on the street outside.
The top priority is to find the ghost staircase first. The photo was taken by one of the two ghost masters who came in earlier, named Sun Jin. The shooting area was at the corner of the north side of Donghua Avenue. Shen Lin planned to go there first.
Along the way, he watched the movements around him, but didn't find anything.
Since he promised Zhao Jianguo that he would rescue people if he had the chance, Shen Lin would not stand idly by. He would try his best to rescue those who were caught up in the incident along the way. Whether he could survive in the future depended on the fate of the other party.
"Pap~"
There seemed to be some kind of sound, very rhythmic footsteps, but they were heavy and soft. It didn't look like the sound that humans could make.
Shen Lin braked and looked at the corner ahead, his eyes slightly narrowed.
It's unclear whether it's a ghost slave or a powerful ghost. This is where the trouble lies in the comprehensive incident.
There is no need to test anything. He is not here to solve the incident.
Detour! Shen Lin made a decision immediately.
All roads lead to Rome. Although Donghua Avenue is not that big, there is more than one road leading to the destination. He cannot afford to go head-on with the unknown thing in front of him.
There are not many changes on the new road, and the surroundings are still dark.
This seems to be a very prosperous commercial street in Dajing City, with various high-end places everywhere.
What attracted Shen Lin's attention more was a Japanese-style izakaya. It was obvious that a lot of effort had been put into the decoration of the facade.
The lighting does not use the most popular LED lights at the moment, but uses a relatively simple lantern, with the word "wine" vaguely written on the lantern.
There were blood stains on the top of the lantern, and the entire lantern seemed to be blood red, emitting a red light in this dim environment.
Something wasn't right. Shen Lin's eyes narrowed slightly. He seemed to have just seen a figure on the second floor of this izakaya.
It seemed that he was very lucky. He met the survivors not long after he entered. No matter what happened next, he would be able to serve Zhao Jianguo.
At this moment, on the second floor of the izakaya, there is a Japanese restaurant.
The lights here have long lost their lighting effect, and the surrounding darkness seems to be able to swallow everything. People in twos and threes are piled together like sandbags, hugging each other, trying to absorb warmth under this great terror.
There were about dozens of people gathered here, including men, women, old and young, each looking more embarrassed than the last.
The sudden terror has completely destroyed the calmness and rationality of these people. They are now panicked and confused. If it were not for the rescue, they might have died in the incident.
At the door of a crowded izakaya, a young man with green cheeks and a childish expression was sitting. He looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was wearing a criminal police uniform that was obviously smaller than Shen Lin. He looked warily in the direction of the exit.
His name is Zhang Yuan, and he is one of the people in charge of a city around Dajing City. Due to manpower shortages and frequent ghost incidents, the headquarters had to make corresponding arrangements. The usual pattern of one person being responsible for a city was forced to make changes. Instead, two slightly less capable ghost masters formed a two-person team to take charge of a city.
Zhang Yuan is one of them, and he is also one of the two criminal policemen who came to investigate this incident.
It was obvious that the incident that broke out was beyond the headquarters' expectations and beyond their control.
Another ghost controller who was paired with Zhang Yuan died quietly not long after entering the incident. The death was tragic, the ghost revived, and Zhang Yuan began to escape before he could even be imprisoned.
This also made Zhang Yuan realize the horror of this incident. He might die here, maybe tomorrow, maybe the next second.
The situation here is very strange. Zhang Yuan tried to get out of this street, but couldn't get out. The situation was like a ghost hitting a wall, forcing them to a dead end.
He sighed deeply and looked around at the people in the room. Most of them were crying. Some people's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and the aura of despair was spreading.
"I can't die here, I can't die here, I can't die!" Some people kept murmuring. The continuous terror obviously caused some people's mental state to have problems. When death is close at hand, when terror is next door, it is very difficult to Few people can achieve composure.
"Shut up!" Zhang Yuan scolded in a low voice.
He was doing his best to ensure the survival of these people. Attacks from evil ghosts were still secondary. If the volume was too loud and attracted a large number of ghost slaves to attack, another group of people would die tragically.
Zhang Yuan was carefully considering the situation in front of him, and he was trying his best to think of ways to keep them alive.
Unfortunately, before the surroundings were silent for a long time, a loud roar reached Zhang Yuan's ears.
It was a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and gold-rimmed glasses. At first, he always hid in the center of the crowd, but now he suddenly shouted loudly, and then walked out of the crowd.
"What are you doing!" Zhang Yuan roared.
"I want to go out. If we continue like this, we will either be killed by ghosts or starve to death." The man said plausibly.
"I said that the current situation is different from the ghosts you understand. You go back and stay here now. We need to wait for rescue." Zhang Yuanyan said.
Snapped! The man took the cup from the izakaya and threw it over, causing the cup to shatter.
"Rescue, rescue, how many times have you said this, have you? When? How will it come? What a fool?"
"that is."
"When will you come?"
"Have we been given up."
There was an echo among the crowd. They had been under terror for too long, and psychological imbalance was spreading silently. No one here could explain it with normal reasoning.
They showed the ugliest side of human nature, selfishness, greed, clamoring, and accusations.
"What if we, the taxpayers, paid the money to provide food for you criminal policemen, and we are no better than a pig at the critical moment."
"As for the criminal police, why don't you bring a large number of people like us to help?"
Insulting, roaring, and accusing, they seemed to want to criticize Zhang Yuan as the original sin that caused all this.
It seems that Zhang Yuan is the culprit that caused all this. There is no reason or reason.
It's just that the negative emotions have reached a peak, and they are in urgent need of a scapegoat to bear their inner distortions.
"Shut up!" Zhang Yuan roared.
"I said, please be quiet. We need to wait for rescue. If you continue to mess around like this, you will attract something. I can't guarantee your safety."
I thought it would have some effect, but the crowd...
The pot exploded.
"What are you talking about? Are you still a police officer? Do you hear what the police say?"
"I recorded it and will post it online when I get out. I'll let everyone see the ugly faces of you police officers."
