"Why did another surrender?"
Wu Su hurriedly walked into the bureau while putting on his coat.
Last night's Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts could no longer be covered up. The news was explosive, causing a wave-like chain reaction in an instant. The Internet then collapsed one after another, and countless conspiracy theories and conjectures abounded in it. With the disclosure of folk images, The Occult Service, as a secret government organization, was forced to be exposed to the public eye.
All members are instructed not to make any comments on the Internet or in the media until an official decision is made.
And Wu Su, as the highest-ranking member of the battle core in M City, had to bear most of the pressure from superiors and subordinates.
Although last night's Hundred Ghosts Night Walk has ended, his workload has doubled.
After a day and night of high-intensity work, Wu Su's eyes were full of red blood, and his beard became messy because he was not taken care of, like a weed, but he still seemed energetic.
"Is it related to ace again?" He lit a cigarette and asked vaguely, "Just like the Dong Gua before?"
"Not this time." Ke Zheng replied.
After thinking about it, he still didn't seem to find any suitable adjectives, and said with a complicated expression:
"That... Anyway, Brother Wu, you'll know when you go."
Wu Su: "?"
He glanced suspiciously at his vice-captain, and finally didn't ask anything, but walked in the direction of the opponent's finger.
As soon as the door of the interrogation room was opened, Wu Su's steps stopped subconsciously.
The interrogation room is not large, and the light above the head is cold and dazzling. The layout is very simple, and it has a kind of monotonous coldness.
In the center of the room sat a tall man. He was dressed in simple clothes, with a loose and relaxed posture. His facial features were very aggressive. His eyebrows were high, his dark eyes were half-squinted, his hands were on the table, and he was pale. Shiny silver cuffs were fastened around his wrists. Even though he was sitting behind the iron table with the special restraint chain in his hand, he seemed to be in his own home, and an overwhelming sense of oppression emanated from his bones, which made people instinctively feel fear.
In another corner of the room, Wu Su recognized that the members of the logistics department who had supported him several times were sitting there last time.
The young man's light-colored eyes drooped down, and his handsome and pale face showed no expression, giving a sense of indifference to people who were thousands of miles away.
He seemed to have deliberately chosen this position in the room, neither too far nor too close to the man sitting behind the iron table, always maintaining a vigilant sense of distance.
The atmosphere in the room was so dignified that it seemed like a viscous liquid, and the people who were pressed couldn't breathe.
I don't know why, obviously the two of them didn't have any eye contact, but Wu Su somehow felt that the two should know each other.
Wu Su: "..."
So what is this weird atmosphere
Seemingly noticing the person coming, the man sitting at the table raised his eyes, his dark pupils were as dark as abyss, and he casually swept over Wu Su.
In an instant, Wu Su felt an instinctive sense of fear attacking his heart, and a layer of cold sweat oozes down his back. An alarm bell rang out in his heart. The intuition he cultivated through years of struggle in the game screamed wildly in his mind.
The creepy feeling of looking directly into the abyss came, and every cell in the body was screaming to escape.
-not human.
The other party obviously had no intention of restraining, so that the inhuman qualities of himself were clearly presented in front of his eyes, and he made no secret of his strength and terror, like a giant beast slowly stretching its body in a narrow room.
Wu Su's heart rang out, and he subconsciously reached out to touch the holster around his waist, and asked sharply, "Who are you?"
In the face of his vigilance, the other party's reaction was extraordinarily flat.
Ji Xuan raised his hand, and the special shackles between his wrists knocked on the iron tabletop with a crisp sound. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous."
Wu Su seems to have reacted just now.
The other party is wearing the shackles specially developed by the Supernatural Administration. It is specially designed to detain the powerful ghosts who cannot be eliminated for a while. As long as they are worn, the yin qi in the body will be suppressed, and they will no longer have the power to harm people. .
But even so, Wu Su still didn't feel the slightest reassurance.
Perhaps it was because the other party's attitude was too relaxed and casual, which made him subconsciously vigilant.
Wu Su was tense all over, narrowed his eyes, and asked in a cold voice:
"What's your purpose?"
Ji Xuan chuckled lightly: "Isn't my purpose still obvious?"
This time, Ye Jia, who was sitting in the distance, also raised his eyes and set his eyes on him.
The young man's expression was still indifferent and calm, and his light-colored eyes were sharp as knives. Under that kind of line of sight, everything seemed to be invisible.
Seeing that he finally caught the eyes of the other party, Ji Xuan hooked his lips imperceptibly and said:
"Cooperation."
"... Cooperation?!" Wu Su repeated in amazement.
Ji Xuan leaned back in a relaxed manner, half-squinting his eyes: "Of course."
"Are you curious whether the ghosts who escaped from the game have leaders, and what is their purpose?" He smiled, and his eyes were deep: "Or... don't you want to know the reason for the ghosts walking at night last night? "
Under the man's sight, Wu Su felt a chill down his spine.
However, I have to say that every question the other party said was to the point.
Until now, human beings have no idea what they are dealing with - who is the opponent? What do they want
Those ghosts who escaped from the game seem to be in their own hands, some scattered, some disappeared, and the raging supernatural incidents are happening all over the country, no matter the form or the victim, there seems to be no rules to follow, but, as a Players who have experience in the game, Wu Su always feels that there is a surging tide under this, it seems that there is a driving force behind it, but he has no evidence to prove his conjecture.
And now, a powerful high-level Specter finally appeared in front of his eyes, seemingly knowing the truth of everything.
This made Wu Su tremble - half excited, half scared.
He took a deep breath, pulled a chair over, sat down opposite the man, and asked slowly:
"Then let's start at the beginning - who is your leader?"
"Mother." Ji Xuan replied, "The source and ruler of all ghosts and monsters."
His expression was extraordinarily magnanimous, and he didn't seem to care what shocking words he said.
Wu Su looked at him suspiciously: "When I was in the game, I never heard that Specter had a mother."
"Low-level ghosts and monsters are just inferior creatures created by yin." Ji Xuan chuckled: "Only high-level ghosts will have the concept of a mother and will know the existence of their source."
"What about Ji Xuan?" Wu Su frowned, "Isn't he your king?"
Ye Jia: "..."
He looked away a little reluctantly.
Ji Xuan said without changing his face: "Indeed, but the so-called king is only the agent of his mother."
"Agent? Why?"
There was a smile on Ji Xuan's lips, a dark red flashed in the depths of his dark pupils, and his voice was low and dark, which made people horrified:
"—Because she can't come to the world for the time being."
Wu Su's Adam's apple rolled up and down dryly, he opened his mouth and asked slowly: "So, you mean, the purpose of all these ghosts is to let her come to the world? After she comes to the world? What will happen?"
Ji Xuan didn't answer.
He just casually tapped on the table with his fingertips, making a soft "duh" sound: "Mother's domination over us comes from blood, which means that some information is impossible and cannot be shared with me. What you revealed—so, you'd better choose carefully the questions you want to ask."
"Okay then." Wu Su took a deep breath and asked from a different angle: "You are also a high-level Specter, and you are also a child of your mother. Why do you choose to help humans?"
Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes thoughtfully:
"Well... we have differences of opinion."
His eyes swept over Ye Jia who was sitting next to him without a trace, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked: "She gave me an impossible task."
The atmosphere in the air suddenly became eerie.
Wu Su wisely did not pursue further questions.
He thought about it and said: "The capital is closer to the core of the management than us, and there are more talented people."
The branch in M city is just an inconspicuous part of the entire administration. It stands to reason that if you want to seek cooperation, it is more sensible to go to the capital to find the headquarters. Wu Su believes that for the man in front of him, geography It doesn't matter much, but for some reason, he came to the branch in M city, and deliberately came to the desk of one of the members of the logistics department, announcing "surrender."
It's too weird.
Wu Su glanced at Ye Jia vaguely, and asked bewilderingly:
"Why did you think of working with us?"
This time, the smile on Ji Xuan's lips deepened, and he said without shyness, "Repay your kindness."
The little black hand squatted on Ye Jia's shoulder, hiding under the hidden layer that the other party created for him - as the ghost closest to Ye Jia, it could very clearly feel the subtle changes in the other party's breath.
The cold murderous aura of Sen Han was exactly the same as when he made up his mind to kill Ji Xuan.
The little black hand was so frightened that he didn't dare to let out the air, for fear that Ye Jia had an impulse and stepped forward and stabbed the other party.
It wants to cry without tears.
- If I am guilty, please let the law punish me, not let me shiver between two big men! ! !
Ji Xuan didn't seem to notice, he looked at Ye Jia with a smile: "I believe you humans have a saying, the grace of dripping water should be repaid by the spring, not to mention the grace of saving lives."
- The life-saving grace, of course, has to be promised.
Ye Jia's expression became even colder,
Seeing Wu Su's questioning eyes, he quietly raised his lips and replied:
"...It's just an accident."
Ye Jia's eyes met Ji Xuan's, his eyes became cold and dark, and he said slowly: "If you give me another chance, I believe I will not make the same choice."
Wu Su: "..."
Wait, is it possible to speak so bluntly
—Especially in the face of an unpredictable high-level Specter, he is not sure how much the special shackles on the opponent's hands can play under his rage.
Wu Su looked in the direction of the man timidly, but found that the moment Ye Jia's voice fell, the curvature of the corners of his lips widened, and a smile flashed from the depths of his dark eyes, and he seemed to be in a good mood. good look.
Wu Su: "???"
Um? what happened? Is it because my understanding of the sentence just now is different from his
He fell into doubt about his ability to understand.
However, Wu Su quickly pulled himself back from the distraction, he coughed, breaking the strange atmosphere in the air, and said, "Then I will report your appeal to the superior and make a decision at the superior. Before, you should…”
Ji Xuan interrupted him: "Can I appoint someone to take care of me?"
"This..." Wu Su was taken aback, as if he did not expect the other party to make such a request.
Ji Xuan shook the shackles on his wrists, and the silver shackles jingled: "I will be very cooperative."
"I disagree." Ye Jia interjected without warning.
His eyes flickered with inorganic cold light under the cold light above his head, and his voice was cold and inhuman: "He is obviously very dangerous, I think we should still act according to the rules and detain him in a special cell. I will make a decision after confirming that his information is accurate."
Wu Su: "..."
… It’s so straightforward! ! ! !
His heart was raised again, for fear that the other party would turn his face, but what was even more unexpected was that Ji Xuan showed no sign of anger at all, he nodded: "Alright."
- Now it's Wu Su's turn to feel the magic.
Are all the ghosts in your game so talkative? ?
The door of the interrogation room was closed behind, blocking the man's deep black eyes that seemed to be able to read people's hearts.
Wu Su stood in the corridor and felt a trance.
What happened just now was like a dream, and even now, he still felt a little unbelievable.
After a huge loss to all mankind, they suddenly made great progress without warning. A high-level Specter who is willing to cooperate and speak very well actually came to the door, willing to disclose to them the precious information that mankind has been seeking for a long time, even if Not even in his wildest imaginations.
The logistics member turned to leave.
Wu Su hurriedly called to stop him: "Ye Jia!"
The young man's pace stopped, his face turned halfway, the cold white complexion seemed unreal in the dark, his voice was still calm: "What's wrong?"
Wu Su stepped forward a few steps, stood beside him, and asked curiously:
"So, how did you save this ghost?"
Ye Jia: "...Everyone makes mistakes."
Wu Su: "???"
For some reason, he heard a bit of gnashing of teeth from the other party's voice.
Ye Jia turned around, looked directly at Wu Su, and said:
"Don't take him lightly, I don't think the shackles have much restraining effect on him. Ghosts are good at lying, let alone such a powerful ghost. Be wary of the cooperation he said, he is more There may be other plans,"
Wu Su agreed: "You're right, especially since we don't know what his real purpose is now, it's better to be vigilant."
"However, his information is very important to us so far." He patted Ye Jia soothingly on the shoulder: "I will go to a senior I trust for advice."
Ye Jia: "..."
I seem to know who your senior is.
He himself is standing in front of you and giving you advice.
However, what Wu Su said did make sense—in the current state of human beings, the information provided by Ji Xuan was necessary.
He sighed silently.
It seems that this is only the case for now.
However, this is not what Ye Jia is most concerned about now.
He changed the subject and said, "Wu Team, can you give me the opening certificate?"
Wu Su: "Huh?"
"This afternoon, when I was dealing with follow-up work, I encountered an accident," Ye Jia briefly recounted the shooting incident in the afternoon to Wu Su, and then added: "For some personal reasons, I want to go to the police station to see See related reports."
Although it is true that he can tear open the ghosts and go, but due to the night walk of the ghosts last night, the police station and the morgue must be very chaotic, Ye Jia is not sure that he can find the body and related reports in a short time, so in order to save money Time, a quick decision, it is better to go directly through official channels.
Wu Su thought about it and said, "Okay."
He said: "According to your description, it seems that there is indeed something wrong with this murder case. You go with the equipment and remember to submit a report to me when you come back."
Ye Jia: "...Okay."
Unexpected workload increased.
·
Morgue.
After last night, both the police and the forensic doctors became extremely busy, and the morgue was overcrowded. Most of the corpses were sent to the freezer before they could be dissected. All the freezers were occupied and even forced to Rent a cold room to store corpses.
The forensic intern led Ye Jia into one of the rented mobile cold storages and pointed to one of the compartments: "There."
After speaking, she hurriedly turned and left, as if there was more work waiting for her.
Ye Jia was left alone in the cold storage.
He walked slowly towards the corpse.
The clothes on the corpse have been removed, and the two bullet holes on the shoulders and chest are no longer bleeding, showing a bluish black like frozen meat at low temperature. The bloodshot turbid eyeballs were covered, the corners of his mouth were still raised upwards, and the stiff and crazy smile was fixed on his face.
The instrument in Ye Jia's hand was motionless—this was the prop he had confiscated from the young man who was on the adventure in the haunted house, and it was accurate enough.
Moreover, he did not smell the slightest Yin Qi in this person.
It seems to be just... an ordinary corpse.
There is no trace of the remnants of supernatural time on it, and even the Yin Qi fluctuations detected in the corridor before seem to have never appeared.
After all, after the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, the residual yin qi will be detected everywhere, and the fluctuation may only be due to the rest of the ghosts in the building, not the murder.
Ye Jia pondered for a while, then pulled out the little black hand:
"Do you smell anything?"
The little black hand shook his fingers blankly: "No."
Ye Jia lowered his eyes, his pale thin lips pursed slightly, and stretched into a straight and stern line.
He didn't know what he was expecting to discover.
He let out a breath of turbid breath silently, turned around and prepared to walk out, but before he took a few steps, his eyes suddenly stopped and landed on a compartment next to him.
Somehow, Ye Jia walked in that direction.
He stretched out his hand and pulled out a simple freezer from the compartment. With a clatter, another corpse appeared in front of him.
Pale blood-stained face, despairing expression, chopped into thin belly.
- Thunderstorm night, blood-stained dress, broken pearl necklace.
As if to drive something away, Ye Jia closed his eyes.
The instrument in his hand made a faint beeping sound.
Ye Jia was startled, opened his eyes, and looked down at the instrument in his hand.
The hands on the dial flickered, then finally settled on 0, and it stopped beeping.
Little Black Hand said, "Eh... Strange?"
It jumped off Ye Jia's shoulder and got into the indistinct wound on the chest and abdomen of the corpse. After two minutes, it got out: "Her heart is gone."
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint light flashed in the depths of his eyes: "Do you smell anything?"
Little Black Hand thought for a while, and said, "Well... a little bit, but it seems to have almost dissipated now."
"What is it?" Ye Jia asked.
Little Black Hand said, "It's kind of like... the smell of soul I got in that building?"
Ye Jia was stunned.
He stood beside the corpses for a moment, then pushed the two corpses back, turned and walked out.
The door to the cold room closed behind him.
Dark night once again enveloped the entire city.
Ye Jia's expression was very cold, like the icy snow that never melted all year round.
- He had never connected his parents' encounter with the game before.
Less than a month ago, the game had just crashed, and the ghosts and monsters hidden in it left the game's shackles and came to the world.
And he was eight years old when he lost his father and mother.
Fifteen years later, he's in the game.
·
Stepping into the night, Ye Jia returned to his apartment.
He walked into the door of the building, but when he was about to reach his own floor, he suddenly stopped and his voice was slightly cold: "Who?"
With the sound of footsteps, the voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on, and a tall figure appeared.
It was Ji Xuan.
He no longer hides it now, his dark red eyes are like blood flowing slowly in the light of the corridor. He slightly raised his lips and whispered softly:
"good evening."
Ye Jia's hand hanging by his side rubbed it subconsciously.
This is his instinctive stance before attacking.
He narrowed his eyes and didn't answer.
Ji Xuan took a step forward, his voice low and gentle: "It's been so long, do you miss me? Brother?"
—When I was in the residential area earlier, the little boy whose smiling face turned into a strange shape slowly overlapped with the man in front of him.
Ye Jia looked at him fixedly, with an undisguised coldness in his voice:
"Step aside."
Ji Xuan innocently winked at him, and shook the portable shackles on his wrists at him. The chain in the middle had been removed, and the silver light glowed on his pale wrists like two bracelets: "Your superior. Agree to cooperate."
Ye Jia repeated: "Get out of the way"
As if by magic, Ji Xuan took out a piece of paper from his pocket.
There was a smile on his lips, his low voice was slightly hoarse, and the ending was elongated, and he said, "Look, they agreed to my request to appoint a guardian."
"Congratulations." Ye Jia hooked his lips, but there was no smile in his voice: "But I don't want to."
He had just returned from the morgue, and the previous shock had not disappeared, which made him extremely impatient.
Ye Jia calmly took out the key, bypassed Ji Xuan, and continued to walk upstairs.
However, when the two were about to pass each other, Ji Xuan suddenly turned around and grabbed Ye Jia's wrist without warning. He suddenly turned around and trapped Ye Jia between himself and the wall of the corridor.
The distance between the two shrank instantly, and the tip of the nose was facing each other, almost only a few feet away.
But Ye Jia did not retreat.
Instead, he leaned closer, narrowing his eyes dangerously.
The tip of the scythe appeared in his palm, and the icy blade shimmered with a beautiful snow-colored glimmer in the dark night, touching the opponent's heart.
His voice was cold: "I don't mind finishing what I didn't finish last time."
The next second, unexpectedly, the figure in front of him suddenly shrank.
Ye Jia was stunned.
When he reacted, the other party had become the little boy in his memory.
He raised a pale and beautiful face, and put his fragile neck on the blade in Ye Jia's hand, his ruby-like eyes shone in the light, and there was a smile on his lips:
"OK."
The immature child's voice sounded hoarse and soft, almost like a spoiled child:
"...just be happy brother."