Finally Hee-jin hugs his arm and looks at him with a particularly pitiful look.
Nalen sighed, and had no choice but to say, "Then I'll take you in. The villa has been abandoned for many years, and I don't know who is so reckless."
He deliberately said the second half of the sentence very loudly, hoping that the group of followers could hear it clearly.
He could have let Xijin wait endlessly, but avoidance is obviously not a good way to solve the problem. The wish of throwing the money and leaving fell through, but Naren was not unprepared.
Higgin shivered, let go of one hand, and blocked his nostrils, with a tangled expression: "Why do you smell so bad?"
Nalen looked at him with disapproval, "It's not smelly, but a unique smell. This is my favorite perfume."
Xi Jin looked at him inexplicably: "I don't quite understand."
Naren said lovingly: "Everyone has a little liking."
Xi Jin nodded, seeming to accept the connector who had to wear hammer glasses most of the night and had a suspicious smell on his body.
One person and one insect entered the only building through the window.
This is a retro style house. Faint light poured on the floor of the room through the windows, countless spider threads and dust covered the furniture and furnishings, and the decorative paintings on the walls were hazy black shadows.
Hee Jin: "Do I really have to stay here for the night?"
Nalen also hesitated, Elida seemed to say that this place is haunted
Xi Jin suddenly said "Ah!"
Naren: "What's wrong?"
Xi Jin looked like he was about to cry: "There was a figure just now, it floated... It floated past."
Nalen: "...don't be afraid, child."
You know, you are followed by Sells' excellent subordinates, and they will be your strong backing.
Hijin: "Then tell me what is that?!"
Naren: "Scientifically, there is no indication that ghosts exist."
Xi Jin: "But besides me and you, who else is here?!"
—and someone watching you.
For a split second, Naren felt he had found the answer.
"If you are afraid, become a bug."
Hijin: "Does this work?"
Nalen reassured: "Have you ever seen a ghost story in which the main character is a bug?"
Xi Jin opened his small dark eyes, as if he was convinced.
Nalen: "I really should go."
Xi Jin was reluctant: "What's your name, I think you are very nice, and I will miss you in the future."
Nalen stroked his curly mustache and said, "I am Ada's father, Lunli."
Hijin: "..."
Nalen pulled his eyes without blinking: "We are all working for the same boss. You must know that the identity of the Zergstar is sensitive. If Ada knows your identity, he will not let you be in danger. If such an accident occurs, we will not let you go. Very helpless."
Xi Jin: "But..."
"It is said that a bug star committed an unforgivable crime in the imperial capital, so that group of people will pursue you, even suspecting that we are accomplices."
Naren nodded, in case this idiot didn't even know why he was being hunted down.
As expected, Xijin showed an expression of sudden realization.
Such a simple bug, in fact, will be fine even if it is caught, right? He will never be convicted just because he is a bug star.
Naren left behind the bugs and left alone, combing through recent events on the way.
If Xijin hadn't discovered his identity and coerced himself to rescue him, the following piles of things would not have become more and more complicated.
—The more you want to bury something, the more you can't get rid of it.
And the source of everything starts with the beard.
There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.
Naren glanced back. It was empty, not even a place to hide nearby.
He gathered his clothes and walked alone in the cold night wind.
Footsteps sounded again.
Naren turned around, and there was a flat land behind him, not even a tree to hide in. Reason told him that it might be Searles' subordinate. But... such a clear terrain, where can a living person hide
He felt that the outskirts of the city were a bit cold at night, so he especially wanted to communicate with someone at this time.
Naren couldn't help but quicken his pace.
Before coming, he was ready. The people watching Hee-jin are likely to turn on him instead, so he has already planned his escape route.
Going west along the route in his mind, he soon saw the bushes ahead. Half-man tall bushes, perfect for shaking off some pesky henchmen.
"Dididi!"
The sharp ringtone was particularly abrupt in the quiet night. Naren was startled and took out the communicator from his pocket. This thing will only contact Searles, and with his toes, he can figure out who the other side will be.
He glanced at the time by mistake, 0:00.
Naren: "..." It's really scary!
The bell was still ringing, as if it was waiting for someone to finally pick it up...
Naren pressed the answer button.
"Dony, did you meet with the gold-eaters today?" Sayers' voice sounded very stable and reliable.
Nalen clenched the communicator and continued to walk forward: "I don't understand what you mean, I only know that I was awakened by you in my sleep."
Sells: "... your voice is trembling."
Nalen: "You can see how angry I am."
Sells: "Rowling told me that a man with a mustache appeared, and they talked secretly for ten minutes in a haunted house."
Nalen: "Isn't this exactly what you want? Suspicious characters appear, and you have made new progress. Do you want to arrest them all next?"
Sells suddenly lowered his voice, "Rolin didn't enter the haunted house because he saw a terrible picture."
A thin layer of sweat emerged from the tip of Nalen's nose, "What picture?"
Sells: "There's a shadow."
Naren: "Shadow, shadow?"
Sells: "Follow him all the time."
Naren: "Who?"
Sells: "The mustache and the gold-eater are separated, and the shadow also leaves with the people."
As if in response to Seers' whisper, there were rustling footsteps behind him.
Nalen: "... Sayers."
Sells gave a "hmm" and comforted: "I was worried about you at first, but since you are fine, then I am relieved."
Do you still have the face to say you are worried? To scare him when he made a special trip to pick zero? !
Nalen held the communicator and turned around, but still saw nothing. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his own faint shadow under his feet, and felt a chill on his back for a moment, but he calmly replied to Searles: "Don't be suspicious."
Sells smiled.
After a while, Nalen asked, "You really didn't have anyone follow you?"
Sells remained silent.
Naren hurried forward for a while.
Sells: "You're a little out of breath."
Nalen said viciously, "Don't worry about it!"
The footsteps sounded again.
Facing the still empty flat ground behind him, Naren finally couldn't restrain himself and ran forward with his legs open.
A strange sound of "Zi Zi Zi" suddenly came from the receiver.
"Sels, Sels! Are you still there?"
Someone's voice was as steady as ever: "Yes, baby."
Nalen: "Get your people out! Stop playing tricks!"
Sells innocent: "What do you mean?"
Nalen rolled his eyes: "I heard footsteps."
Sells was silent for a few seconds, and said seriously: "Honey, I really didn't let Rollin follow you."
Naren: "What?"
Sells: "I didn't lie to you."
Naren: "..."
Sells: "Something did follow."
Nalen rushed into the bushes and squatted down, lowering his voice: "Do you think I will believe it?"
Sells: "If it makes you feel better, well, I did have someone follow you."
It didn't make him feel any better!