I didn't expect it to get dark so quickly!

The Holy Son looked around in a panic with his high heels, but the originally refreshing garden became eerie after dark, which made her feel chills in her heart.

The distant campus lights blur through the layers of tree canopy, like kerosene lamps used in the countryside in the old days, and the yellow and fluttering light of the fire shines through the glass cover.

The Holy Son walked a few steps in succession, wanting to return to the path from which she came, but she did not expect to go further and further away, and when she was surrounded by dense black bushes, she was so frightened that she was about to cry.

What to do, what to do.

I really can't do it, so I can only call my assistant and ask him to come and pick him up.

As she shivered and tried to pull her phone out of her bag, there was a faint sound of voice from behind the tree wall in front of her.

She was suddenly happy in her heart, and wanted to call someone, but after thinking about it, if it was a bad person, wouldn't she lead the wolf into the house and ask for trouble.

It's better to wait for him to leave quietly and figure out a way for himself.

She cautiously crouched down and put her phone on silent, in case a message came from this time, it would be immediately exposed.

In the silence of the night, only the birds flew by or chirped, so even if the man deliberately lowered his voice, the Son could hear it clearly.

"You have something important to summon me at this time."

"Buzzing ......" is like the sound of an insect flapping its wings.

"Please rest assured, we have infiltrated dozens of awakened people into the Holy Ton Academy, and there are nearly a hundred unawakened people, of course, we can wake them up immediately at any time."

"Buzz ......"

"I've already reported to the lord that the time is not yet ripe, and I ask you to exercise as much restraint as possible."

The "buzzing ......" voice seemed to become irritated.

"Understood, I'll report the situation to that adult."

"Buzz ......"

The Son was so confused that he didn't understand what that man was talking to himself.

Curiosity overcame fear, and she tiptoed to the base of the tree wall.

Once her whole body was close to the tree wall, she gently brushed aside the leaves in front of her and tried her best to look across the tree.

With the help of the extremely faint light of the sky, the Holy Son vaguely saw a man standing three or four meters away from the tree wall, smoking a cigarette and talking in the direction of the darkness opposite.

The red glow of the cigarette butt loomed, and the man's voice became ethereal, and he could no longer be heard.

When the red light disappeared, the man threw the burned cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it a few times, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit a lighter.

The fire flashed for only a few seconds.

But the Holy Son sat on the ground in fright, covered his mouth tightly with his hands, and tears rolled down his eyes, forcibly swallowing the scream.

Because she knew that if she cried out, her life would be at stake.

At that moment, the Holy Son clearly saw that opposite the man was a giant fly hanging in the air.

This mutated creature is usually an accomplice of the weirdos, and it was very rampant in the past few years, and then gradually disappeared with the defeat of the weirdos, but I didn't expect to see this thing in the heart of the seventh metropolitan area today.

And the man who talks to the giant fly is certainly not a good person.

The Holy Son lay tightly on the ground and did not dare to move, for fear that he would be discovered by them.

The man's face was relatively young, he should have been a student or something, and after talking to the giant fly for a while, he saw the giant fly suddenly rise into the air, hovering in the sky for a while and then disappearing.

The man finished his second cigarette and quickly left the scene.

After a long time, the Son's heart was pounding, and the cold sweat had soaked her clothes, and she tried to get up, but her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

She wanted to cry in pain, but reason told her that she must not make any noise here.

There's a good chance the man didn't go far.

It wasn't until the phone ran out of battery and the moon was almost halfway across the sky that the Holy Son stood up with his feet on the ground and moved out trembling all over.

After she came home after a lot of hard work and drank a cup of hot water, her body gradually warmed up.

Although it was late at night, the Holy Son did not feel sleepy, she sat on the bed, and the four words that the man said swirled in her mind repeatedly.

No, you must call the police!

She picked up the phone, dialed a few numbers, and waited until the microphone came "Hello, this is the alarm center, may I ask ......"

She hung up the phone again with a "snap", her chest rose and fell, and when she touched her head, she was all sweating.

What should she say? Could it be that she just overheard a man talking to a giant fly, but that doesn't mean anything, not to mention that she just glanced at the man with the faint light of a lighter, and didn't know his identity.

And what does the man mean by the awakened and the unawakened?

If the Awoken, like the man, were able to talk to the flies, then it could be determined that they were suspicious, if not weird, people.

No one knows how many such people there are in the entire metropolitan area.

If there are also awakened people among the police, then she will not be caught in the net when she calls the police, and she will be immediately retaliated against.

Thinking of this floor, the Holy Son hurriedly got up, locked the door, and closed all the windows, but even so, he still felt that the surroundings were not safe.

She circled around the bedroom, not knowing what to do.

But tomorrow I have already made an appointment with the film crew to go to Violet to break through, how can she, as the leader, not go, look at the time, it is only three hours before six o'clock in the morning.

She threw herself on the bed, perhaps because of extreme mental exhaustion, and fell asleep in a moment.

By the time the Son woke up suddenly, it was seven o'clock in the morning.

She hurriedly jumped out of bed and began to wash and dress up with tired eyes.

Just ten minutes later, a horn sounded downstairs.

The Holy Son sighed, grabbed his handbag and rushed downstairs, although the fear of last night was vivid, but she had presided over the legal column, and she had also witnessed the decomposing corpses and murders at the scene, and a determination gradually rose in her heart.

There may be a big conspiracy behind this.

And isn't the mission of journalists to expose and seek justice? Although she doesn't have the unparalleled strength of the Masked Man, she has an extraordinarily intelligent mind.

Of course, the opponent is also very strong, and she must find a reliable ally.

And, be absolutely reliable.

But where are such people?

When the van loaded with the camera crew stopped at the entrance of Violet Women's College, the aunt who guarded the door looked like she had just woken up.

"Hey, don't park at the door, drive away."

"Auntie, we are from the TV station, and we have already asked the principal for instructions before, and we want to conduct an interview with our college."

"Let's go, what kind of principal is not the principal, we are not in his charge here."

No matter what the Holy Son said, the aunt just didn't let go, and suddenly made them at a loss.