The lights were not turned on in the room, and the skull of the blood-guzzling fish reflected a pale shimmer in the dark.
Ye Jia crouched down and scratched its chin lightly.
Little Black Hand stuck his head out from his shoulder, let out a long sigh of relief, and said in shock, "My mother..."
For the past few hours, it felt like it was on a roller coaster.
Ye Jia originally wanted to put it down before reaching the battlefield, but the little black hand would rather die than let Ye Jia pull it off in order to prove his steadfastness.
Fortunately, the last two people didn't really fight, otherwise, before they started, the little black hand would have been scared to pieces.
The blood Gu fish raised his head and looked at the little black hand on Ye Jia's shoulder, as if he was about to move.
The little black hand trembled and slowly hid under Ye Jia's hat.
"Thank God..." Its voice came from under the hat dully: "But... Boss, why did you suddenly think about it?"
Although he was very satisfied with the result, Little Black Hand couldn't help but feel a little curious.
After all, judging from the appearance of the other party just now, it seems that he has made up his mind that ten horses will not be able to pull back.
To be able to give up at the last moment, the little black hand really can't figure it out.
Ye Jia touched the blood Gu fish for a moment without a trace, but did not answer.
But the little black hand also thought about it. Seeing that Ye Jia didn't answer, he didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he sneaked off the other party's shoulder and hid in the room farthest from the blood gu fish—
Anyway, life matters.
That fish is really scary!
Little Black Hand wants to cry but has no tears - it doesn't want to be fish feed.
Ye Jia lowered his eyes, his thoughts were a little erratic.
- The previous strong killing intent has cooled down and has been replaced by rational thinking.
A fact emerges with unparalleled clarity.
Ji Xuan cannot die.
Ye Jia is still unable to judge Ji Xuan's position. However, if his subordinates did not suppress the rebellion in Xicheng District last night, I am afraid that it would be difficult for humans to stabilize their positions under the impact of the army of ghosts and monsters, and that "prohibited" Harm mankind" order, this alone is worth his decision to reconsider.
More importantly, the battlefield that Ji Xuan was in was not far from the city of M.
If Ji Xuan died, Ye Jia was not sure whether the "mother" would continue to carry out the plan of last night, and directly ordered those monsters to attack the city of M.
With the current state of human beings, it is no longer possible to deal with the next wave of war with monsters.
No matter what grievances he and Ji Xuan once had, at least for now, the existence of the other party is necessary.
Ye Jia took a deep breath slowly, and dark tides surged in the depths of his light-colored eyes.
There is a chance that he and Ji Xuan will settle their accounts.
Only, not now.
The blood Gu fish under his hand seemed to be very happy to be touched, it rolled over, and the swing of its tail became more violent.
Then, without warning—
"Clang".
The sound of something being knocked over came from not far away, and it was deafening in the darkness.
The movements of one person and one fish are all stiff.
Ye Jia suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart.
He slowly raised his head and looked in the direction from which the voice came.
Then, as if not believing his own eyes, Ye Jia closed his eyes forcefully, then stretched out his hand, and turned on the living room light with a click.
The overhead lights came on, illuminating the mess in the room.
As if a tornado was passing through, everything that could be shattered was smashed to the ground, the table was missing a leg and crooked pitifully on the ground, and there was a clear tooth mark on the corner of the table, as if it had been chewed as a molar stick, The originally neat and clean living room now looks as if it has been looted, and it is almost impossible to see what it used to be.
Ye Jia slowly lowered his head and looked at the bloody fish under his feet.
One person and one fish, with big eyes and small eyes.
The blood Gu fish raised his head, looked at Ye Jia with his dark eye sockets, and wiggled his tail cautiously.
"Clang-dang-"
Its tail hit something again, and the porcelain vase fell and shattered on the ground.
Ye Jia: "..."
At a young age, he had a taste of myocardial infarction.
- "Small!" "You make me smaller!"
Cheng Cezhi, who was climbing the stairs, paused and looked up in the direction of the sound. The sound of ping ping ping pong was faintly heard from the closed security door, which was very clear in the narrow corridor.
Cheng Cezhi: "???"
He and Zhao Guangcheng, who was behind him, looked at each other in surprise, then approached the door cautiously, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
There was another screeching sound inside.
Then, the door was opened.
Ye Jia's face appeared in the crack of the door. After he saw the person who came, he reluctantly hooked the corner of his mouth and asked:
"… What's up?"
For some reason, Cheng Cezhi heard a bit of gnashing of teeth in his voice.
Cheng Cezhi stammered:
"Just, that is, we haven't contacted you all morning, so let's see if you're okay?"
He sniffed, his voice a little hoarse: "Although the casualties in our department are not as serious as those in the combat department, several colleagues have been admitted to the hospital, and they are still in the intensive care unit and have not woken up."
Cheng Cezhi looked at Ye Jia with tears in his eyes: "It's really great that you're fine!"
Seeing that Cheng Cezhi couldn't talk about the main point, Zhao Guangcheng stepped forward, interrupted him, and said straight to the topic: "... In addition to this, there is one more thing, that is, the task is set above, and the three of us are responsible for it. Follow-up cleanup in three nearby neighborhoods."
Ye Jia nodded: "Okay."
After speaking, before waiting for the reply from the two people outside the door, he hurriedly added: "I'll change clothes."
Immediately afterwards, he slammed the door shut in front of the two of them.
Cheng Cezhi and Zhao Guangcheng: "..."
This is too ruthless!
Closing the door, Ye Jia turned around.
He looked at the blood gu fish that swam quietly to his side, still maintaining its original size, and pinched his eyebrows with a headache.
Before putting the blood gu fish into his room, Ye Jia really didn't expect that it would actually demolish the house.
Actually understandable.
After all, his room was indeed too small compared to Ji Xuan's site.
but…
It's too bad here now.
Ye Jia raised his head, looked around the room where he was now out of shape, and couldn't bear to look straight away.
- Families that were not wealthy in the first place made matters worse.
Ye Jia squatted down and discussed with it with some headache: "How about you still go to your master?"
There may be quite a need for it in Xicheng District.
The blood Gu fish wagged its tail and put his head on Ye Jia's knee, as if he was not ready to leave.
But Ye Jia can't go to Ji Xuan now, and then put the blood Gu fish to him on the battlefield: the fish for you.
Ye Jia is really worried.
The two people outside the door were still waiting for him, and it wouldn't take long to change his clothes.
But Ye Jia no longer dared to leave the blood Guyu alone in his room. He made his furniture like this in a few hours, and he was afraid that the building would have to be demolished all day - after all, he rented it here. Yes, he still wants to get his deposit back.
However, taking away also seems inappropriate.
Last night, the gate of hell opened wide, and the yin qi gathered, I don't know how many people turned on their spiritual vision.
And with the strength of the blood gu fish, even if the opponent does not have spiritual vision, as long as it wants to, it can be seen by ordinary people.
Ye Jia had an epiphany.
He said to the blood Gu Yu in a negotiating tone: "If you can become smaller, I will take you out."
The blood Gu fish looked up and seemed very interested.
"Are you hungry?" Ye Jia smiled and coaxed: "I can take you to eat something delicious."
The blood Gu fish began to frantically wag its tail.
It hesitated for a while, and then seemed to finally make up its mind—what use is the dignity of the blood gu fish and the face of the god beside the king! Nothing compared to the temptation of going out for a walk and being fed!
Ye Jia watched the blood Gu fish shrink a little bit in front of his eyes, and finally became a size that could fit in his pocket, and hooked his lips with satisfaction:
"good."
He put the blood guyu in his pocket, then pulled a suit of clothes from his crooked wardrobe, quickly changed the clothes from last night, and opened the door.
Cheng Cezhi and Zhao Guangcheng turned to look at him when they saw him coming out.
Ye Jia smiled at them: "Let's go."
·
The follow-up cleanup is very complicated.
Moreover, although most of the Specter monsters have receded, there are still some remaining, so they must be careful to prevent them from suddenly encountering an enemy coming out of the corner in the follow-up process.
Cheng Cezhi and Zhao Guangcheng walked in front, while Ye Jia deliberately landed slightly closer to the mouth.
They dispose of the corpses of ghosts and monsters, and place the collected yin in special containers.
Ye Jia's method is much more environmentally friendly.
He fed most of the yin qi to the blood gu fish in his pocket, leaving only a small part symbolically in the container, so that his catching fish would not be so obvious.
The blood gu fish rolled happily in his pocket, accepting the feeding.
The two in front were walking and chatting.
Ye Jia, while feeding the fish, listened one after another.
They speculated about the reason why the gates of hell opened last night and what the authorities might do afterward, including how the public might react to such explosive news.
Finally, the topic of the two fell on...
"Did you see that last night? That mysterious man?" Cheng Cezhi asked enthusiastically.
"Of course!" Zhao Guangcheng also suddenly became excited: "At that time, my team and I were on the corner of the street. We were cleaning up those low-level monsters, and then suddenly appeared from the side alley. A gigantic Specter, with a dark body, with a blue and white face in the middle, it looked terrifying. Our detector values immediately exploded, and the people who were screaming had a headache. At that time, I really thought we were all going to die there. …”
He speaks vividly and vividly, which is immersive.
Cheng Cezhi swallowed nervously and asked, "Of course, then what?"
Zhao Guangcheng's face showed a longing look:
"Then... the mysterious man appeared. None of us saw where he came from, as if he appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly stood in front of our eyes.
At that time, my mind froze because of the fear. When I think about it now, I can only remember the white light that followed. There was no moon, but the blade seemed to glow. It was so light and fluttering. , The Specter fell down and disappeared.
I swear, I have never seen a person who can easily duel with a high-level Specter, and still win so easily, it's really too strong..."
Cheng Cezhi listened fascinatedly: "... wow."
Zhao Guangcheng took a deep breath slowly, turned his head around and looked around. After confirming that no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said:
"Do you still remember when I was attacked at that school?"
"Remember." Cheng Cezhi nodded vigorously.
Zhao Guangcheng said mysteriously: "I think the person who saved me at the time was the mysterious boss last night. I heard that ghost call him ace, like a code name or something. I think, what could he be? , a member of some mysterious organization that maintains the world order, but a lone wolf who hates organizational disputes and comes out to maintain world peace alone,"
Cheng Cezhi suddenly realized: "It's possible!"
The two looked at each other and reached a consensus: "It's so cool!!"
Ye Jia: "..."
Damn, it's too fucking high.
At this moment, Cheng Cezhi suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked at Ye Jia: "Hey, Brother Ye, didn't you go to that school too? Did you see anything?"
Ye Jia: "..."
I see a head.
He took a deep breath: "No."
"Alas." Cheng Cezhi sighed: "It's a pity, the division I was assigned to last night just didn't meet him."
Zhao Guangcheng patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Hey, other colleagues in the bureau also talked about it today, this boss is going to pick up dangerous places, it's a good thing that you haven't encountered it, it means that there aren't too many of you there. High-level ghosts."
Cheng Cezhi looked at Ye Jia: "Where's Brother Ye? Did you meet him last night?"
Ye Jia: "... No."
Not all of the Occult Authority were there last night.
In the end, only 40% of the employees arrived at the scene, which is normal. After all, the opening of the ghost gate is indeed the first time in the world. Some employees may have been directly attacked by monsters in their own homes, or simply If no information was received, even if the above two situations did not happen, it was just panic, and it was understandable. After all, non-combatants in the Occult Authority were still the majority, and they could not be required to deal with such emergencies easily.
If it wasn't for him who showed up to receive the communicator last night, Ye Jia would even want to say that he didn't go at all.
Cheng Cezhi and Zhao Guangcheng sighed regretfully at the same time: "It's okay, don't care, I believe there will be opportunities in the future."
Ye Jia: "..."
Thank you.
While the three of them were chatting, suddenly, the detector in their hands emitted a beeping sound.
Cheng Cezhi took the detector and turned around in place, then looked in one of the directions: "There!"
They turned left and right and came to a residential area.
The sentry at the door was empty, the automatic railing was broken from the outside, the sawdust at the break was stunned, and there were still many sticky and dried blood stains, which looked shocking.
The beeping sound of the detector pointed to one of the residential buildings.
The door of the residential building was open, the corridor was pitch black, and almost nothing could be seen from the outside.
Zhao Guangcheng took out the gun and said to the two behind him:
"Be careful, follow me."
Saying that, he walked towards the door of the building.
The lamp overhead was broken, and it flickered incessantly, and the damp and cold breath came from the darkness, which was also vaguely mixed with the smell of rancid blood, which was quite frightening and terrifying.
The detector did not respond on the first floor, but as soon as it was aimed at the upward stairs, the value on it began to jump.
Once on the second floor, the foul smell of blood became stronger and stronger, almost suffocating.
One of the doors was left open.
Muffled, sticky voices came from the cracks in the closed doors - "dang", "dang", "dang" - dull and regular, but it was impossible to hear what the sound was.
The two looked at each other and nodded.
Zhao Guangcheng held the gun in one hand and the other deep in the other, and carefully opened the door—
Only a "squeak" sound was heard, and the turning sound of the rusted door shaft broke the silence in the dark corridor.
Everyone was stunned when they saw the scene inside the door.
The walls were splattered with shocking scarlet blood, and even the ceiling was covered with splattered blood droplets. Broken minced meat and shards of internal organs hung from the overhead lamps and slowly dripped downward.
The room was horribly destroyed.
In the center of the living room, a woman was lying in a pool of blood, her pale gray skin showed a dead air, a pair of godless and turbid eyes fixedly looking in the direction of the door, her expression of despair and terror was frozen by death, her chest The lower part of the abdomen was almost chopped into mashed meat, and it was completely invisible to what it used to be.
And a man covered in blood knelt beside her, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, slashing towards the woman's broken body again and again, the blade had a gap in the bone, but he was still mechanical The ground slashed downward, the blade cut through the pulpy flesh and chopped on the ground, making a regular "dangdang" sound.
I don't know when it started, but the detector in Cheng Cezhi's hand stopped beeping.
The man seemed to notice the three people standing at the door, and slowly raised his head, revealing a blood-splattered, frantic and terrifying face, his lips twisted, showing an almost smile look.
Holding the kitchen knife, he stood up crookedly, and then rushed towards Zhao Guangcheng who was headed by surprise.
At that moment, Ye Jia's pupils shrank.
The depths of his eyes reflected the man's face.
— That twisted and terrifying expression coincided with another face in memory.
It was a dark night, pouring rain outside the window.
Half open door.
The boy stretched out his hand and carefully opened the door.
The sudden flash of lightning outside the window illuminated the room. The woman was lying in a pool of blood in the middle of the house, a pale and gray face covered with blood, her eyes looking out of the door, her stiff lips half-open, as if Still want to say something.
The high bun on top of her head had been pulled away, soaked with blood, and dried into locks.
The favorite pearl necklace between his neck was broken and scattered in a pool of blood.
The man he called his father squatted beside the corpse, raised the kitchen knife again and again, and chopped at the woman's mutilated corpse.
The boy stood stiffly at the door, his pupils shrunk, his breathing and time seemed to be stagnant at this moment.
The next second, the man seemed to notice him standing at the door.
He stood up staggeringly, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and walked step by step to the boy standing at the door, the blood under his feet made a sticky sound, which was covered by the heavy rain outside the window.
The white light of lightning lit up outside the window, illuminating the narrow room and the man's face in that instant.
His pale face was stained with blood, his protruding eyeballs stared straight ahead, and his entire face showed a strange and crazy look, which was especially terrifying on this rainy night. His lips were high and upturned, forming a A twisted, terrifying smile.
- "Boom!"
The belated thunder sounded.
"Boom-boom-"
Two gunshots cut through the silence, pulling Ye Jia back from his long-standing memory.
In front of him, the man's body fell heavily on the ground, the kitchen knife in his hand rolled down, and blood spread from under him.
Zhao Guangcheng was gasping for breath, and his face was terrified: "What's the matter with this person?"
"You killed him?" Cheng Cezhi's voice became sharp because of nervousness.
Zhao Guangcheng shook his head randomly: "No, no, I avoided the fatal part..."
Ye Jia stepped forward and squatted down to check.
Indeed, the two gunshots on the man, one in the shoulder and one in the arm, were not fatal.
His eyes burst out, staring at the ceiling, a twisted smile on his lips.
Ye Jia stretched out his hand and pressed the man's cold neck.
- There is no pulse.
It was already dead.
Ye Jia took a deep breath, turned to look at Zhao Guangcheng and Cheng Cezhi who were standing behind him, and said, "Call the police."
He wiped the blood on his hands, then stood up and walked out.
From beginning to end, he didn't turn his head to look at the woman lying on the ground, her chest and abdomen had been chopped into flesh, as if he didn't want to cast his eyes.
·
night approaching.
Ye Jia and the other two returned to the Administration Bureau to communicate with each other.
Due to the critical situation and the shortage of manpower this time, there are too many affairs to be dealt with, and all the remaining employees who have not been injured are all working in the hall.
"Hey, hey!" Cheng Cezhi slapped Ye Jia with his elbow: "Collector."
Ye Jia seemed to come back to his senses: "... oh."
He handed the collector to Liu Zhaocheng, and lowered his eyes again.
Cheng Cezhi asked worriedly, "Brother Ye, what's the matter with you? Why does it seem like you've been stuck since calling the police?"
Ye Jia hooked his lips, the expression on his face was the same as usual, and he was extraordinarily calm: "It's nothing, just tired."
He parted from the two and turned around.
The smile on his face melted like snow in the sun and disappeared without a trace.
Ye Jia walked to his desk in the hall with a blank expression and sat down.
There was a thick pile of official business waiting to be dealt with on the table. Ye Jia's eyes fell on the paper, but what he saw were dense black ink dots instead of individual words. He seemed to be lost in thought.
There seemed to be a commotion at the gate.
But Ye Jia didn't seem to hear it.
He was immersed in his chaotic thoughts, like a drowning person struggling to get out of the water in the ocean currents, and the sound of the outside world could not really reach his ears, and he could not be removed from his own mind. pulled out.
Until the blood gu fish started tossing in Ye Jia's pocket restlessly.
Ye Jia frowned.
He lowered his head to look at the blood Gu fish in his pocket, reached out and patted the outside of the pocket lightly, trying to appease it, but it didn't seem to feel the same, and the tumbling became more intense.
At this time, Ye Jia heard the wave-like noise in the hall.
—and a steady and regular sound of footsteps coming in his direction from far to near.
Then stopped at his desk.
Ye Jia saw that a pair of shoes appeared in his lowered line of sight. The high-quality handmade leather was dark in color, and there were still half-dried blood and minced meat on it.
He looked up in amazement.
A tall man stood in front of him with drooping eyes and deep browbones. His dark and deep eyes were hidden in the depths of the shadows, and a dark red light flashed from the bottom of his eyes.
He slowly raised the corners of his lips, then stretched out his hands towards Ye Jia, his sleeves slid down, revealing his pale wrists.
The voice was low and magnetic, almost like a lover's whisper:
"I surrender myself."