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The two places are not close to each other, even if I set off early and got on the speeding train, but when I arrived at my destination, it was already close to noon.

It seems to be a villa area, or a dense area of independent villas, and the door-to-door is actually an independent villa, which also makes Wei Hong's destination not outstanding.

Counting the sect numbers, Wei Hong finally arrived.

The door is actually open?

A girl in a black gothic loli skirt, leaning against the door frame, complained impatiently to Wei Hong: "What are you doing stupidly, I've been waiting for you for a few minutes, it's really slow." ”

Wei Hong was confused, but he obediently followed the girl into the courtyard.

The yard looks a little cluttered, and there are no precious flowers and plants as expected. Wild grasses and wildflowers are the kind that can be seen everywhere.

Entering through the open door of the villa, a strange feeling welled up in my heart.

It was a feeling called Enron, Wei Hong had been running around for the case these days, although he couldn't see it on the surface, his tense nerves inside had long been overwhelmed. However, after entering this place, my heart suddenly calmed down.

"Are you here? ”

It was a chubby man who looked to be in his early thirties, sitting casually on a couch in the hall.

"Hello, my name is ......"

As soon as Wei Hong wanted to introduce himself, the man said directly: "Wei Hong, I know, you can call me Mr. Huang." ”

Wei Hong, who was directly named by Mr. Huang, frowned, and he didn't remember that he had ever been in contact with him.

"No need to reminisce, we met for the first time. ”

Mr. Huang beckoned Wei Hong and asked him to sit on the sofa next to him, "Don't think about it, I don't know anything like mind reading, you can treat me as a special evolutionary." ”

'Is he [DOV], no wonder ......' Wei Hong noticed that the drink on the table turned out to be his favorite orange juice, and secretly said in his heart: "What a terrible ability!"

Mr. Huang stared at Wei Hong and said with a smile: "I'm still wondering today, why did you come here, but now I know that it's because of the year." ”

"As you probably guessed, my abilities are related to foreknowledge, so I won't say the specifics, and it has nothing to do with the purpose of your visit today. Mr. Huang took a sip of his drink and continued, "According to my rules, you can ask three questions, and of course I can't guarantee that I will be able to answer them." ”

Wei Hong thought for a moment and asked, "Regarding the fog, why did it appear?"

"You've got an interesting question. Mr. Huang said appreciatively: "The generation of fog is an accident, but it is also inevitable, it is a projection from a high dimension. ”

The answer is ambiguous and confusing.

Wei Hongmo rubbed his chin and quietly digested the truth of the birth of the fog he heard, and after a long while, he opened his mouth and asked again: "In this world, are there really gods and demons?"

"Then it depends on how you position God's existence. Mr. Huang did not answer this question positively.

"Yes, thank you. Wei Hong stood up, he didn't intend to ask the last question.

He has achieved the purpose of this trip, and from Mr. Huang's words, he has a glimpse of a world beyond the reach of man, maybe it is the real world.

Mr. Huang did not ask why Wei Hong did not ask the last question, as if the decision that Wei Hong had to make was clear in his mind.

Mr. Huang got up and sent Wei Hong out of the villa.

Looking at Wei Hong who was leaving, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he stood quietly at the gate.

"Hee-hee, uncle, what do you want to eat at noon~" The girl in the black gothic loli skirt didn't know when she actually got behind Mr. Huang, and her original face was replaced with a bright smile.

Jumping, the whole person was like a sloth, with both hands around Mr. Huang's neck, hanging behind him like this.

"Don't make a fuss, meow, come down. The soft heat in his ears made people feel itchy, Mr. Huang said helplessly.

"No, I want you to carry me to the kitchen~" Liuli Meow said coquettishly, completely ignoring Mr. Huang's protests, and continued to exhale into his earlobe.

Looking at the slowly red earlobes, Liuli Meow happily let out a silver bell-like laugh.

"Okay, okay, I'll leave it to you at noon, I want to eat spicy chicken. Mr. Huang had no choice but to carry the girl back to the villa.

"Well~"

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"Smack"

A bright light suddenly appeared in the dark interrogation room, and the drastic changes made Chen Miao close her eyes in pain.

A white man in a police uniform pulled out a chair and sat opposite Chen Miao, while turning the bright light to shine it on the table.

Chen Miao put down her right hand that blocked the light, squinted at the strange white policeman sitting opposite, and the strong light contrast made the appearance of the white policeman not very clear.

"I'm Smith Hawkins, you can call me Chief Smith. Smith pushed a bag of papers from the end of the table.

Chen Miao didn't say a word, to be honest, he still hadn't remembered how he got here.

Carefully unwrapping the file bag, it contained a cropped newspaper and a few photographs.

Chen Miao picked up the newspaper.

"Island 911, only one person survived out of 100 people!"

At first glance, it gives the impression of a naming style with unscrupulous media, but this newspaper is indeed a state-run media from Washington, the Washington Daily.

Chen Miao's eyes were blank, and for a while there seemed to be some broken picture emerging from his heart, and he wanted to think about it carefully, but it was as blurry as if he was separated by a layer of frosted glass.

"Don't you remember? Look at those pictures. Officer Smith said softly.

Chen Miao put down the newspaper and looked at the photo on the table instead.

The first one was a group photo, and Chen Miao recognized him immediately, it was his good friend Chen Jing.

Pulling out the second one, the picture on it couldn't help but make his face pale, although the photo has been professionally blurred (mosaic) treatment, but anyone can see that this is a corpse lying in a pool of blood!

"Boom-"

Chen Miao swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Pulled out the third one, it was an innocent Asian face, but it was such a featureless face, but it caused Chen Miao's huge reaction!

"Ahh

"Get up!" Smith, who had been gently guiding Chen Miao with words just now, suddenly turned over the iron table, pulled Chen Miao's shirt roughly, forcibly pulled him up from the ground, pressed his head against the cold metal tabletop, and brought the photo that frightened him to him. Completely ignoring Chen Miao's eyes widening with fear, trembling all over, and shouting loudly in his ear: "What do you remember!

The flesh was treated roughly, but it was not as painful as the sadness in his heart, and the closed memory was like a flood of beasts, destroying his weak resistance in an instant.

Tears flowed from her eyes on the table, and Chen Miao muttered, "That's a sacrifice to the devil......"