There was a harmonious scene around the playground, and the air was filled with the smell of sweet marshmallows, which made the serious-looking plainclothes people at the entrance of the corner cafe a little out of place.
These people didn't have the slightest smile on their faces, their eyes locked tightly on the small door at the exit of the haunted house, and even the surrounding atmosphere was dignified.
As the director of the Police Department, Wang Lu appeared here during office hours, and if anyone he knew passed by, he would be very surprised.
At this moment, he couldn't help but snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and asked in a solemn voice, "Are you sure that No. 23 is in it?"
The plainclothes policeman next to him responded, "Sure! Whether it's the witness's evidence or the locator's display, this coordinate position is correct!"
Wang Lu nodded: "Be careful, don't let him run away! Also, don't forget to sort out the tourist information in the haunted house as soon as possible."
Police officer: "Yes, sir!"
Wang Lu exhaled slowly, restrained the dignified expression on his face, and turned to look at the big man sitting at the round table: "Mr. Mei, if there is a conflict later, please try not to leave our protection. scope."
It has been a few days since the mecha incident, although the media attention was quickly attracted by the just-opened college superpower league, but the investigation in this regard has never slackened. After Mayon arrived on the planet to preside over the overall situation, following the original clues, several suspicious persons have been quickly identified. Now the "No. 23" in their mouths is the No. 23 locked after the current coalition government investigates the events related to the Arbiter organization. number personnel. At this time, in the process of chasing, surrounded by police officers, he finally escaped into this playground.
Such an excessive flow of people obviously made it more difficult for the Police Department to investigate.
Now that the suspect is finally surrounded in the small area of the haunted house, the police officers who have been running around for this matter for several days naturally do not want to miss it again.
Mei Ang was sitting there drinking coffee. Hearing this, he glanced at the police officers who were waiting in line around him, and chuckled: "Anyway, I'm also an alien master, and Director Wang doesn't have to worry too much."
Wang Luping was choked for a while, and said angrily: "Mr. Mei, stop joking. If something happens to you here, I won't be able to explain it to you."
May Ang waved his hand and was about to say something when a plainclothes policeman hurried over with a stack of documents: "Sir, here is the tourist information you want."
Wang Lu stepped forward to take it and quickly turned it over. When he saw one of the pages, he paused: "Isn't this the one from the opening ceremony?"
The police officer next to him took a look and agreed, "Yes, it's Gu Yesheng from the Chongxing school team. My brother likes him very much!"
The coffee cup Mei Ang brought to his mouth paused slightly, then looked up, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "You said, Gu Yesheng is in there?"
Meanwhile, the tourists in the haunted house have reached the last scene.
It was a blood pool of scarlet eyes.
Looking from a distance, you can see that there are piles of "corpses" stacked inside. It is precisely because the immersive effect is too realistic that it can become one of the biggest selling points of this haunted house.
Those who dare to enter this haunted house are obviously not those who will faint. The experience along the way has also made everyone's courage gradually enlarged a lot. The Alpha in the front even dared to lie beside the railing and look out, with a curious expression: "What is this made of, it's too real!"
Before the others left the haunted house, they obviously wanted to take a second look.
Gu Yesheng felt that the bad premonition in his heart intensified, and just as he was about to stretch out his hand to pull, he saw that Yi Jiamu had stopped.
Gu Yesheng asked, "What's wrong?"
Yi Jiamu inhaled the tip of his nose and frowned slightly: "This smell... doesn't seem to be fake."
As if afraid that Gu Yesheng didn't understand, he turned to look at the weak light around him: "My nose is accurate, it should be real blood."
The look in Gu Yesheng's eyes flickered faintly, and he raised his head and looked forward.
I saw that those people had already gathered around the nearby sightseeing pool in a blink of an eye. Before, they were all timid as mice, but they were very bold at this time.
"Hey, look there's someone moving over there."
"It's uncomfortable to stick so much 'plasma' on your body, right?"
"I said, did this person forget to change his work clothes? Would you like to remind me?"
"Wow? He crawled over! Ah, why did he even bring him over here!"
As someone called out, the others couldn't help but follow a strange scream.
Across the line of sight, you can see that someone is covered with "blood" all over his body, and is wriggling towards the platform here with difficulty.
This kind of visual effect is actually quite exciting. The Alpha in front suddenly aroused the desire to express for some reason, walked to the side with a look of disapproval, and directly pulled back the hand of the man who had just climbed onto the platform: "Hahaha , this performance is really hard. I said, you have scared us all the way, let's be a little bit more restrained in the end!"
Being teased like this, the frightened people around couldn't help but laugh twice.
The man fell directly into the "Blood Pond" like this, and reached out his hand desperately: "Save... Save me... Save..."
Alpha was lying beside the railing and was about to make a few more jokes when he suddenly heard someone behind him say in a stiff tone: "I remember him! He... He seems to be a tourist who came in behind me. He is not a staff member!"
As soon as the voice fell, the surroundings suddenly fell into a strange silence.
With a pale face, Alpha slowly rubbed away the scarlet on his fingers, and the whole person almost jumped in place: "Blood! This is real blood!"
Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and in such a terrifying atmosphere, everyone's cold hairs suddenly stood up.
Without waiting for them to react, I saw a figure passing by, and one hand picked up the victim who was half immersed in the blood pool, as if he paused in the air for a moment, and then slowly stood at the only exit from the haunted house. The tone was cold: "If you don't want to die, give me some peace."
Such a voice was hoarse and low, like a dull knife, and it was indescribably uncomfortable to fall into his ears.
But just this sentence is enough to make people believe that every word is true.
For example, if they didn't do it, the person might actually kill them.
The few cowards who couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere had already burst into tears. On the one hand, out of fear, they desperately covered their mouths to try not to make a sound.
In the end, only a faint whimper remained.
Gu Yesheng probably thought such a low sobbing voice was annoying, and after frowning, he pulled Yi Jiamu directly behind him with a forceful hand.
Yi Jiamu looked at this sudden change thoughtfully, and when he returned to his senses, there was already a tall figure in front of him, he blinked emotionally, and then looked up again.
His eyesight has always been good, and even in such a low-dark environment, he quickly saw the man's appearance clearly.
There were a lot of white hair interspersed between the black hair, which seemed to be due to high-intensity fatigue, the whole chin was frighteningly pointed, and a pair of huge eyes placed on this dry face, it was even more abrupt.
Even without any camouflage effect, just putting this image in the surrounding atmosphere is enough to make people feel very uncomfortable.
Although he didn't know the suspect No. 23 that the police department urgently arrested, but at a glance at the metal device at the joint, Yi Jiamu inexplicably thought of the mecha accident he had just experienced a few days ago.
On the 23rd, he was obviously displeased with the crying and crying environment around him. He threw the man in his hand into the crowd. Hearing the restlessness, he said fiercely, "Squat down for me all! Don't cry!"
The bloody people who suddenly crashed into the crowd terrified the others for a while. They didn't have the heart to care about what happened. They covered their mouths tightly, and curled up in the corner while holding back their cries.
Although No. 23 felt irritable, she was satisfied with the cooperation.
He mainly wanted to take some hostages to deal with the guys from the police department outside. In fact, he didn't really want to make things bigger. If no one resisted, he would be happy not to do it. After all, it takes more physical strength to continue to escape.
He took a deep breath and saw that those people were almost gathered together, just as he was about to say something, when he looked up, he saw two people standing beside him.
His eyebrows twitched in displeasure: "You two, don't you understand what I'm saying?"
"Understood." Gu Yesheng twitched the corners of his mouth lazily, "But I'm taking my little boyfriend on a date, and doing such low-key actions in front of him always feels a little bad."
While speaking, he glanced down at the close distance between No. 23 and the tourists, and he was a little uncertain for a while.
If you take action rashly, will other innocent people be implicated
Compared with ordinary people, there is still a certain gap in physique. I don't know how much force it will take to get this guy. I'm afraid it won't work if I use it lightly. If I use it too hard, if I accidentally toss those ordinary tourists into psychiatry, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble later.
Gu Yesheng frowned slightly, and the people behind also fell into contemplation.
Yi Jiamu really doesn't quite understand why at such a critical juncture, this person can speak so true and natural...
Like real.
At this moment, a sharp beam of light flashed across Gu Yesheng's face, and burst the wall not far behind him with a "bang".
The sudden arrival made the tourists crouching on the ground panic again.
No. 23 laughed coldly: "Don't talk nonsense! What are you acting like at this time? I'll give you another chance, hurry up and squat down with your little boyfriend, otherwise, the next time you will be hit directly in the head !"
Gu Yesheng smelled the faint smell of blood around him, and gently wiped the cut on his cheek with his thumb, licked the blood on his fingertips with his tongue, and showed a pleasant smile: "What did you just say?"
No. 23 felt particularly irritable with his attitude: "I said, believe it or not, I shot you in the head!"
Gu Yesheng's eyes flickered faintly: "It's not this sentence."
No. 23 was slightly stunned: "I told you to stop talking nonsense, did you hear me!"
However, Gu Yesheng ignored his reaction and turned to look at Yi Jiamu who was behind him, his eyebrows lowered with a smile: "Mumu, he just said, you are my little boyfriend."
No. 23: "?" Didn't you say you brought your little boyfriend here to play? !
The corners of Yi Jiamu's lips were clearly lowered a little at this time, and his expression looked a little unhappy: "You wipe the blood on your face first."
Seeing such an expression, Gu Yesheng seemed to realize something, and the smile between his brows deepened: "Are you concerned about me?"
Yi Jiamu said the truth: "I have always cared about you."
Such a straightforward answer made Gu Yesheng stunned for a moment, then laughed softly, and got closer: "Since you care about me so much, then...is it okay to be my little boyfriend?"
The words fell, and the surroundings were silent for a while until the needles fell.
Tourists with an unknown future, for a while, do not know what kind of expression they should use to face this sudden event.
Yi Jiamu obviously did not expect that Gu Yesheng would suddenly say this on such an inopportune occasion, and was stunned there.
When he gradually realized the meaning of these words, an uncontrollable enthusiasm appeared on his face.
Resisting the urge to avoid the gaze, he reached out and took out a tissue and handed it over, stammering out a sentence: "You... wipe the blood on your face first..."
Gu Yesheng brought his face close with a smile: "My hand hurts so much, I don't have the strength, please wipe it for me."
Yi Jiamu: "..." Isn't it your face that you hurt
This is, you don't want your face anymore
The author has something to say: Night Narcissus: Don't ask, just ask to feel the atmosphere.
23: ? ? ? I don't want to be ashamed!