Get in? Or not?

I stood in front of the bookshelf and hesitated. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Normally, when encountering such a situation, normal people will think that there will be some kind of secret headquarters inside, and the walls are covered with all kinds of weapons and guns. If you're lucky, you might even have a bulletproof car or flying steel armor...

But what if that man actually has some perverted hobby secretly? Who knows if I'll see something strange after I go in.,For example, ** props and the like.。。。 Or is he actually a home? It's full of all kinds of shoujo manga and expensive limited edition figures? In that case, I would have been able to show off to the Nighthou...

I ended up turning sideways and getting in. The bookshelf automatically turned back.

I slipped into a dimly lit room. I closed my eyes and waited for a while, and when I opened them, I was probably able to adapt to the dim environment by the faint light.

The room was not too big. The windows were nailed with a few planks, with only a few rays of light shining in through the gaps. I tried to press the switch of the light, but it didn't come on.

It's too small for a secret dark room... There was only a dusty desk in the room with a computer on it. There was a pile of file bags on the ground.

Hey? It turns out that there is another door... I turned my head and saw a room on my right.

I grabbed the handle, opened the door, and slowly walked inside.

"Ahem! Cough! "I inhaled a lot of dust so much that I coughed. I hurriedly covered my mouth and nose with my shirt.

The dusty room was much bigger than the one it had just been. The windows of the balcony that used to be spacious are still nailed.

I suddenly understood something. The secret door is not connected to a dark room at all, but next door to my house. This should be next door to another unit...

I looked at the nailed window. If it weren't for the fact that this is the top floor, such a window would look suspicious from the outside.

The building has 20 floors, with a spacious loft and small open-air balcony on the top floor. That's the case in my house, where my sister lives.

I looked at the room, which was of course different from mine, but it did have a staircase leading to the attic. The room where I stand now should be the living room.

The living room was empty, just a few gym machines. I walked under a horizontal bar and looked at a wall obscured by a curtain.

I reached out and pulled away. Countless clouds of dust fell, and I hurriedly turned my head.

When the dust had all settled, I looked at the wall.

This is... A map of the whole city of Uncheon?! I looked at the huge map that included the mountains around Yunchuan.

Not only are important place names and streets marked, but even the spheres of influence of each neighborhood are demarcated with red markers and their names are marked in small print. Especially the part of Night Paradise is densely written with various shady forces and shops.

Headquarters and branches of various gangs, shops of intelligence dealers, arms dealers, smugglers, etc. The main gathering place of prostitutes, the underground headquarters of the cult... Where are killers to hire, where to buy drugs, where to sell weapons... It's all marked on this map.

My father, he ... What are you doing? Wouldn't it be okay to put these things at the police station? Why did you get it back? Still secretly hiding in another room to study?

I walked to the other rooms... I pushed the door open.

ay-caramba！ The shocking image before my eyes is by no means describable in words.

The only thing in the room is a small shabby table in the middle... I looked at the scene in front of me and couldn't get into the house at all.

The four walls of this room are covered with sticky notes and photographs written all over the place, as well as newspaper clippings and printed black and white pictures that are fastened to the wall with snap nails... The room was covered with red lines from one wall to the other, likewise with notes and some photographs.

The sheer number of red lines, which looked jumbled, made it almost impossible for me to enter.

I bent down to dodge a few of the red lines above my head, while trying to raise my legs to dodge the two lower lines. I struggled to walk through the room on crutches.

I looked carefully at the papers and photographs on the walls. There are secretly taken photos of someone getting out of the car, and there are also frontal photos of some people. There are people in suits and leather shoes, and there are people with tattoos and fierce faces. I looked closely and saw that all the photos posted on them were marked in small print: guilty.

These people ... I guess I have sinned but not been punished... I thought to myself.

More strikingly, I saw some people who were crossed out with a red marker. I looked at them carefully and seemed to have some impressions... They all seem to have died sooner or later. Killed.

Damn it... Could it be ...

I turned to look at the small table in the middle of the room. There is a picture frame upside down. I reached for it.

Above is a beautiful woman smiling.

"Mom..." I whispered to myself.

"Wow! It's so beautiful! A voice rang in my ears.

I pouted.

"Why do you have to be surprised? Quiet? I looked at Jing behind me dissatisfied.

"Why didn't it scare you... Really, normal people would be shocked, right?! ”

I shook my head and put the picture back. Leaving this room with difficulty.

"It's so handsome here, it looks like a scene from a movie." Xiao Jing looked around and said to me.

"Well, yes, I don't know what the hell that man did here...

"Huh? What is that? "I walked out of the room covered with paper and photographs and looked in amazement at the floor in the opposite room.

I walked over slowly.

On the ground is a pendant. The round one looks like a pocket watch, but when it opens, it's photographed.

I picked it up. Isn't that what I wore on my father all the time? When I saw his body, I wondered why the pendant was missing.

I hesitated and hung it around my neck.

"What's in there?" Jing asked me curiously.

"Oh, it's just a family portrait of our family." I whispered.

I looked at the ground where the pendant had just been placed, and then at the wall.

Maybe there was once a man leaning here alone looking at the picture inside the pendant...

I turned and left the empty room.

"I just looked upstairs, and there's nothing but a double bed." Jing Piao came over to me and said to me. "I picked this up the stairs though." Jing handed me a mask.

I reached for it. This should not be said to be a mask, because it is not worn on the ear. I looked closely and found that there was a very familiar pattern printed on the mouth part, which was the mouth of a skeleton: ghost! Call of Duty's Ghost!

It's just a mask... Is it possible that my father likes cosplay?

Wrong! I suddenly remembered the legend that had been passed down in Yunchuan. It seems that many people have been rescued by a man in black wearing a skull mask. There are also rumors that many people who committed crimes but escaped punishment were assassinated by a masked man. Many people in Yunchuan believe that there is a vigilante in the dark of night who violently enforces the law without registering with the police station. The citizens of Uncheon said that he was a knight who walked in the night, a hero who was the complete opposite of my father. And the police department seems to have been wanted by him.

But now it seems ... I looked at the mask in my hand.

Maybe it's a person ... Has he always been alone?

"Hey, quiet. You go through the wall to see if my sister has come back? I don't want her to discover this house. ”

"Oh, okay!" Jing obediently walked through the wall for the first time.

God, it's really no different from a ghost... The Spirit is a life ...

"Didn't come back, your sister wasn't there."

"That's good." I looked back at the dimly lit room, and pressed a button on the wall to leave the room I had come from.

I walked away with that mask.

"Okay, Jing, this time you have a place to live, you can sleep in the attic next door. It's still a big bed. I said to Xiao Jing.

"No, that room is so dark and full of dust." Jing said reluctantly.

"Wouldn't it be nice to clean up. Ay? Then again, why are you able to lie in bed? Aren't you floating? A question suddenly occurred to me and asked her suspiciously.

"Because the spirit can be materialized on its own."

"What materialization?"

"That is, there are two states of normal spirits, one is etherealization, in which actual objects cannot be touched, and they are not affected by gravity. In this state, only another spirit and a soul purifier can touch it. The second state is materialization, in which the spirit cannot float and can only stand on the ground. However, it is possible to touch objects in the outside world. ”

"Ordinary people still can't perceive you?"

"That's right, ordinary people can't sense me anyway."

"Ah, that's right, then you can take a transport...

"Of course! It was only because it took time for me to switch between the two states that I was left behind by the taxi. Jing said dissatisfied. Hmph, I flew back by myself. ”

"By the way, stupid big man, when are you going to report to the Soul Purifier's headquarters with me? It's a lot of fun there, and you might even have a chance to go to Sky City! Jing looked at me with bright eyes.

"How am I going to be like this?" I pointed to my right leg.

"It's okay, it'll be fine soon. The healing power of the Soul Purifier is quite perverted. Jing said.

"And this?"

"Yes, if you have a minor injury, the Soul Purifier will heal on its own in almost an hour or two. A fracture like yours will heal in about a week. ”

"That's great! I can't stand it at home. ”

"Do you remember what Tang Xinyan said when we escaped that day?" Jing suddenly looked at me mysteriously.

"What's wrong? I remember. Doesn't that there is a problem with the cafeteria? I looked at her.

"Well, when your leg is completely healed, let's go and check the whole three canteens. I want to say another thing. Jing looked at me solemnly.

"What?"

"You remember I told you that there were still people when we fought that spirit in the school building, right?"

"Well, yes. Why, do you know who it is? ”

"I don't know. Or rather... Up in the air. ”

"What do you mean?"

"I'm just guessing ... It seems to be a small yellow hair, forehead, Tang Danqiu. Jing looked at me.

"What? How is that possible?! "That's it, kid... I smiled and looked at the silence, then stopped abruptly.

"You... You're not kidding, are you? I looked surprisingly serious.

"Wait... Why do you think there's something wrong with Little Yellow Hair? Did his sister suspect him too? ”

"No, just I guessed."

"But... I don't understand, how do you ... ”

"Because of the time. You passed out so you don't know. Tang Xinyan said at the time that we could get rid of that spirit very quickly, and it seemed that it only took 20 minutes. But in fact, it took us 40 minutes. ”

"But maybe she's wrong. You said it, too, but it just feels like it. ”

"No, Tang Xinyan once told me that she has been extremely sensitive to time since she was a child, as if she had a clock in her head. Her estimation of time has never deviated more than a minute. For example, when you go to save her brother, she still silently counts the time. ”

"But..."

"She was completely accurate. 43 minutes. ”

“。。。 That is to say, on the basis of fully believing in Tang Xinyan's time estimate... So... She was in a state of unconsciousness for 20 minutes. That little yellow hair... "I really can't accept this speculation.

"He doesn't have to, why is he...

"Whatever the reason, he's suspicious right now. His sister lost consciousness for 20 minutes without realizing it, which means that Xiao Huang Mao probably followed us to the second floor of the teaching building during these 20 minutes. Jing continued.

"And don't forget, he's also a Soul Purifier. He told you that he had only recently awakened, would you believe it? ”

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Volume 1 ends