After school, Mikaka just packed his schoolbag and came to the bicycle shed, pushed the bicycle to leave, but was stopped by Qi Mu.

"What's the matter?" Mikaka frowned, always a little scared of this man.

"Something happens tonight. I'll go find you. Qi Mu put one hand in his pocket, left this sentence, and left.

"Huh?" Mikaka was still confused.

Isn't he dead set on the apostles? Regardless, Mikaka still sticks to the bottom line.

Don't be an apostle, don't be a lackey.

Mikaka just got on his bicycle and was about to leave, and a few girls came out in front of him, and Fang Ran Yin took the lead.

"Mikaka, you seem to know Qi Mu very well."

Mikaka hurriedly shook his hand. "What a thing! Absolutely nothing! I didn't know him well. ”

The girls laughed wickedly, "Don't hide it. I think you two must have an ulterior relationship. ”

"Yikes. They won't be...... You say whoever attacks will be punished. ”

"Nonsense, I'm sure Mikaka is a little shou!"

“stop！” Mikaka made a pause gesture, "You're not done!" Spread rumors all day long. Isn't it fun?! ”

Fang Ran Yin shrugged, "If the rumors are said too much, they will become true." If you don't want us to continue to sing and smear you. Just promise us one thing. ”

"What's the matter?"

The girls took out small gifts one after another, "Be sure to help us transfer them to Qi Mu's hands." ”

"Hey. Wait a minute. Mikaka couldn't hold his hands and had to put them in the basket. You won't give it to him yourself. ”

"Tsk. With Qi Mu's personality, he will definitely not accept it. But if you hand it over, you may not know. Anyway, if you don't hand it over to him......" Fang Ran Yin said, suddenly laughing with the girls. Laughing so hard that Mikaka was creepy and hairy.

After speaking, Fang Ran Yin led people away.

Leaving Mikaka is so aggrieved. Why should such a thankless task fall on him?

Over there, the long-legged Qi Mu walked out of the school with his schoolbag and came to the nearby bus stop.

Since his motorcycle was sold cheaply on the first day of his transfer, he had to take the bus home.

He walked there, like an idol drama star, with a white-shoed school uniform, eyebrows that flew obliquely into the sideburns looming under the cover of messy bangs, and a slightly full lip under the high and straight bridge of the nose, pink, like the color of begonia petals.

The female white-collar workers waiting for the train in the station looked sideways. This man is too handsome.

They whispered, is he still a high school student? Do you want to ask him for a WeChat?

Suddenly, at this moment, a mountain bike came and stopped in front of him.

This person he knows, it is Lan Yi of the Shonan team.

And Lan Yi supported the mountain bike with one foot, glanced at Qi Mu meaningfully, squinted and smiled slightly, and rode away on the mountain bike.

Inexplicable guy. Qi Mu thought to himself.

SA headquarters in Congming Island.

A videoconference is being held, and the conference room is filled with agents from SA level 1 and above, as well as the heads of the various sectors.

On the other end of the video is the faceless three-man committee. They are the heads of the SA and their identities are kept secret. The meeting was about the subway murders and several disappearances. The similarities of several cases are listed on the screen.

"Several cases are related to the subway."

"Lin Jiayi, the girlfriend of the only deceased Deng Jingwen, revealed that Deng Jingwen had mentioned before the accident that he had been to Grotesque Street."

"At the scene of the murder, there was an incredible death. It can be concluded that it was the hunt. ”

Dongfang Fujima stood up and reported to the committee, "I suggest that someone be sent to sneak into the grotesque street and find out. ”

The opponent disagreed, saying, "I don't think it's appropriate." rashly entered the grotesque street, and there was more than luck. Moreover, the ability of this hunt is unknown. It should be observed for a little longer. ”

Just as the two sides were arguing, the door to the conference room opened.

Ming Xiu walked in barefoot, followed by a woman in her thirties. The woman was wearing a white dress, with an elegant expression, straight hair that reached to the waist, long eyelashes, big eyes, and a straight nose. Her name is Wang Yunting, and she is Ming Xiu's personal nanny.

People's eyes were focused on Ming Xiu's body. He walked to his seat, sat down, and shrunk his feet. Wang Yunting gently patted the dust off the soles of his feet for him and sat next to him.

Everyone in the audience was waiting for his opinion. Ming Xiu stared at the crime scene photos on the screen and said weakly.

"More than one hunting. It's a game. ”

"Games?" Dongfang Fuji asked.

"None of the people who entered the grotesque street returned. However, the deceased escaped. Ming Xiu said his judgment, "He didn't escape, but Hunter deliberately let him go." ”

"Why?" Another agent asked.

"Because, Hunt is deliberately telling someone, it's in the Grotesque Street."

"Who? Who is it going to tell? ”

"I don't know. But the purpose of this hunt is to attract someone, or someone, to find it. ”

"So." Dongfang Fujima said, "Do you think we should send someone to the Grotesque Street?" ”

Ming Xiu said lightly: "I'm only responsible for analysis. It's not up to me to make decisions about action. ”

Dongfang Fujima looked at the committee and said, "I ask for permission to infiltrate this operation. ”

"This matter is yet to be decided," the committee said. Now, let's adjourn. ”

The meeting ended without a hitch.

Dongfang Fujima walked out of the conference room, walked to the side, picked up a cigarette, and smoked.

Su Xue and Ye Yuanlu followed.

"Team leader, do you want to wait for the committee's instructions before acting?"

"Tsk. What were the three committee members thinking? "Dongfang Fuji really doesn't like to be restrained by his superiors.

"Shall we sneak in and have a look?" Ye Yuanlu said.

"It's not that simple." Dongfang Fuji Zhen took a puff of cigarette, spit it out, and said, "Ming Xiu said that if you want to find the grotesque street, it depends on luck. It's not something we can find if we want to find it. ”

"What then?"

"Wait."

Ming Xiu walked barefoot in the clean and quiet corridor. He pushed open his bedroom door and stepped inside.

This bedroom is small but nice, a bit like a well-renovated apartment.

Ming Xiu waited for Wang Yunting to help him wipe his feet before climbing onto the bed, "Good night." Sister Ting. ”

"Good night, little repair."

When Wang Yunting left, she glanced at the ventilation vent in the ceiling, intentionally or unintentionally.

Flashing red dots.

That's a mini monitor. Ming Correction is being watched.