Ye Chen stumbled into the small forest, this is a wild forest, and it is night, deep pits and shallow holes, it is extremely difficult to walk, and there is no road, the vines and branches stretch out, drawing red marks on her skin. After running for a while, making sure that no one caught up, Ye Chen stopped, she held on to a tree and gasped, the cool moist air in the forest was inhaled into her lungs, and there was a tingling sensation. After resting a little, Ye Chen found a place where the green leaves were sparse, and pulled out the short knife, under the cold moonlight, the knife surface was covered with a layer of pale cyan halo, and when the blade came out, a small gap suddenly appeared.

Ye Chen stared at the gap deadly, his brows furrowed. She knew that this was an evil knife, and the reason why it was called "evil" was not because it controlled people's hearts or anything, but because it was unusually sharp when it was killing, and it was a strange sharpness. Anyone who has ever cooked knows that it is very troublesome to cut a piece of meat into slices, even if it is a composite steel kitchen knife now, it takes a lot of effort, this is just cutting meat, when cutting people with a knife, there are not only muscle tissue, fat, membranes, tendons, and bones are extremely difficult to cut. But this knife is different, it is unusually sharp when inserted into a warm human body, as if a hot knife is inserted into butter. The knife had an instinctive bloodlust, and when she killed, she even felt that it was the knife in her hand.

However, when killing Lin Fu, Ye Chen obviously felt that something was wrong with this knife, it became extremely obscure, and it was no longer as smooth as before, and even ...... A small gap has been broken!

Ye Chen looked at the knife, his face was cloudy, and after a long while, he put the knife back into the scabbard and turned to leave.

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After more than ten minutes, Wang Ding hurriedly walked over, but by this time the dust had settled, and the gangsters and Lin Nu were gone, only a pool of blood on the ground proved that a tragedy had just happened here.

Wang Ding's face was ugly, she looked around, surrounded by darkness, it was a kind of depressing and desperate darkness, in the face of such darkness, Wang Ding did not feel fear, but was full of anger, the appearance of this darkness was a mockery of her profession, she seemed to be able to feel those resentful souls standing behind her, pointing at her backbone and scolding, scolding her why she failed to completely cleanse these darkness, didn't she vow to wash away all the ugliness in the world?

Wang Ding sat on the ground dejectedly, regardless of the blood and dust staining her clothes, and did not look for clues, she had experienced this kind of thing several times, every time it was like this, without knowing it, those fresh lives became "missing people", no one was alive, no corpse was dead. For this case, she tracked for three years, during which she suffered a lot of setbacks, encountered a lot of difficulties, her parents did not understand her behavior, her boyfriend directly thought she was crazy, and directly led to the parting of ways between the two. Wang Ding survived one by one, but she knew very well in her heart that her persistence was being worn away little by little, like an angular stone, wanting to trace the river up to the source of the river, but on the way, the edges and corners were quietly erased by those extremely soft water.

Wang Ding knew that her edges and corners had been worn off a lot, she had learned to lie to deal with her parents' inquiries, she had learned how to play a likable girl and make everyone around her accept her, she had become different from her original self, completely different, she had become a round pebble, she should have been lying on the riverbed, harmonious in the mud. But Wang Ding is unwilling, she is unwilling to be assimilated by the world, unwilling to sink like this, her edges and corners have been worn out, but she still hopes to retain her original direction to explore the source of the river.

It is precisely because of this belief that Wang Ding insists on tracking down this disappearance, which has become an obsession of hers, without this thought, she will feel that life is completely meaningless, and this life will be in vain, but now, she sadly finds that this idea of hers may never be realized, and she will never be able to see the source of the river.

PS: I don't have any ideas, I'll update these today, I'm sorry, and besides, I wish you all a happy holiday.