After Huang Heng walked in, he was taken underground by Crown Prince Wei through the elevator, and when he arrived at the conference room, Zhuang Yujie was alone inside, playing with the computer.

When Huang Heng stepped forward, Crown Prince Wei turned around and left. Zhuang Yujie looked up at Huang Heng who was rushing towards him, and there was no mustard in his eyes that he had talked in the ward before, and said with a smile: "It's coming very quickly." ”

"It was the man you assigned who was the right person to force me over. Aren't you A-level or above, why are there just the two of us? ”

"They're still on their way." Zhuang Yujie stood up and closed the antelope brain and said, "Let's go see Plath first." ”

Huang Heng nodded.

Zhuang Yujie walked in front, and when Huang Heng went out, he found that the data clerks had gathered around again. The old employees looked at Huang Heng with grateful eyes.

Zhuang Yujie took the road that Huang Heng had never walked when he entered the second department before, and after pushing open a door, there was a long road. At the end there is a passage that looks like a water pipe that Mario has drilled through.

Zhuang Yujie bent down to push open the water pipe seal, passed the inspection on the door, and then turned to look at Huang Heng and said, "This is the Second Branch Temporary Detention Center." ”

Jail......

Huang Heng bent over the pipe, watching the walls of the room wrapped in tough alloy, and there was a conveyor belt on the ground on which the food was placed.

The first floor is the basic living room, in which the kitchen, living room and bathroom are all available, Huang Heng looked up at the large photo hanging on the living room.

The family portraits of a family of three huddled together were all taken by the actors in the later stage, but looking at the dress of Le Yiyi above, there is a sense of seepage.

After all, it's a horror movie, and if you put a Po-colored filter to fix the fresh family portrait, the atmosphere will be ruined.

When Huang Heng stared at the photo, Le Yiyi in the photo smiled, and his smile was like a smirk that someone had deliberately made into a specimen in the basement. She winked at Huang Heng.

Wink?

Huang Heng stared at the photo suspiciously, and there was no change in the photo, as if the action just now was just Huang Heng's dazzle.

Walk to the edge of the living room and pull back the curtains.

The heavy cotton curtains were completely open and completely dark.

Huang Heng remembered that it was still late afternoon when he came in, and even if it rained, it would not cause a complete lack of light.

Before he could open the window, Huang Heng felt his eyes light up.

The light in the living room was turned on by a girl.

Huang Heng was sure that there was no electricity inside when he came in before, how could someone turn on the lights directly? When I turned to look, it was Le Yiyi, who was wearing a white shirt and army green pants and slippers.

Le Yiyi rubbed her eyes and looked at Huang Heng, and when she walked past the coffee table, she was knocked on her knees by the sharp corners above. Le Yiyi muttered, "Sooner or later, I'll burn you!" After that, he walked to the windowsill and carefully checked the clasps of the window and closed the curtains.

Huang Heng looked at the scene in front of him with a creep, and he might not have himself at all in Le Yiyi's eyes. She rubbed her eyes and yawned as she walked up the stairs.

The door opened, and two men walked in. A middle-aged man in an old gray suit, Huang Heng found that the man had a pair of gray and white sneakers on his feet, and his face Huang Heng was even more familiar.

Cheng Baoguo, a second-class actor, is a famous drama actor. This time, after the crew spent a lot of money, he promised to play a role with little role...... Le Yiyi's father.

This kind of character is just a scene where after setting off the atmosphere at the beginning, being hit by a car in a blink of an eye, and then a tombstone scene appears in the blink of an eye.

He came in with a visibly tired look on his face. The woman next to her was wearing a gray bragi with a collar of a white shirt with a lapel of a white shirt, white socks at the hem of the skirt, and green plastic sandals on her feet.

The only bright color of the two was the woman's sandals.

The woman put the plastic basket in her hand on top of the cabinet, and when she bent down to take off her shoes and put on slippers, Le Yiyi went down the wooden stairs and took the basket on the cabinet to look at the contents inside.

The two people who came in also turned a blind eye to Huang Heng, who was standing in the center of the living room.

After the middle-aged man asked the girl what she was doing today, he changed into slippers and wiped Huang Heng's shoulders and sat on the sofa, letting out a sigh of relief.

The woman took the basket in Le Yiyi's hand and turned it into the kitchen. And Le Yiyi sat obediently on the other side of the sofa, looking at the comic book on the coffee table.

The smell of fried wood came from time to time in the living room, but this smell made Huang Heng extremely nauseous. When you're nervous, you can feel extra uncomfortable when you smell greasy.

Huang Heng then walked to the door and was about to open the door and leave, but no matter how he walked, his hand couldn't touch the doorknob in front of him. At a distance of only twenty centimeters, Huang Heng just couldn't touch it.

When you turn around, you can move, but you just walk into the room.

The family ate warmly, but they didn't look at Huang Heng who was scratching his ears and cheeks next to him. Huang Heng had no choice but to turn around.

"How's it going over there?" The woman put down the bowl, looked at the man and asked, "The unit has been going on for now, and it may really be over." ”

"This is the photo given to me by the Xiao family, I guess it's about to end, and I've been fighting for a few months." The man glanced at Le Yiyi, took out a photo from his pocket, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it to the woman.

Huang Heng suddenly heard the "Xiao family" in the man's mouth, and was stunned in his heart, walked to the coffee table and looked at the photos on it.

Black and white photo of two people on it, neatly armed. Standing on the top of a staircase in a quaint French building, at the end of the staircase is a stone with a barrel that looks like a redcoat cannon.

"The Xiao family has invested in the right treasure this time, and the boss of the Xiao family estimates that he will be able to upgrade at least two levels after he comes back."

"What's there to envy about this, people are fighting for their lives." The woman gave the man a blank look, picked up the picture on the coffee table and looked at it, then turned to leave.

Huang Heng heard the term Xiao family again, but when he opened his mouth to ask questions, no one paid attention to them at all.

The woman came back to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and the middle-aged man took out a pack of light blue Fenhe cigarettes, and then fumbled for a lighter in his pocket.

The young version of Le Yiyi flipped his hand, and a bright flame appeared on his fingertips, and he looked towards the middle-aged.

The middle-aged tough head was looking for it, and suddenly his face was hot, and he looked up to see the flames on the girl's fingertips. stood up in shock, slapped Le Yiyi's hand and shouted, "I'll stop you from doing this trick!" ”

Le Yiyi was slapped on the ground and his hand was crooked, and the flames from his fingertips shot onto the sofa, burning a scorched black mark and then extinguishing it instantly.

The woman who was washing dishes in the kitchen heard the voice and came out, and said in a low voice: "Sound it, there are people on the other side, do you want the whole world to hear it?" ”

Looking at the scorched black on the sofa, he helplessly wiped his wet hands on the apron and said to Le Yiyi: "You go up first, stay for two hours!" ”

Le Yiyi walked up the wooden staircase with a calm face, deliberately making a clattering sound.

The middle-aged man covered his head and sat down: "What kind of evil has this created...... She just won't listen! ”

"Why don't you report it to the top?" The woman proposed, then shook her head and said, "No, something will definitely happen in this case." ”

The two looked at each other in silence when a loud radio rang from above.

Huang Heng watched the two actors who often appear on TV sitting on the sofa, even if they were superb acting skills, they couldn't play that feeling of despair.

……

After two miles, Huang Heng watched the family appear and leave from time to time, Huang Heng found that he could only move in the living room, as long as he went beyond the living room, the surroundings would become nothing.

The call to Baisha and Hanwu did not answer, and the mobile phone in his hand did not even have a signal

Huang Heng looked outside the open curtains, and in the yard, Le Yiyi was playing with a five-year-old child. Huang Heng was sure that the middle-aged man locked the door before going out, and he didn't know how Le Yiyi slipped out.

In March and April, all kinds of flowers began to appear in the garden in the courtyard, and Huang Heng stood in front of the window, watching Le Yiyi teasing the boy with a picked white flower.

When the boy jumped up and took the flower from Le Yiyi's hand, the flower suddenly burned into flames. The boy was not surprised, but still smiled and handed the blackened remnant flower in his hand to Le Yiyi.

Huang Heng felt like a ghost, floating in the living room, never able to leave.

Later, middle-aged men and women stopped appearing, and the two Rao photos in the living room were covered with black cloths. The helpers came in and out in uniforms, while Le Yiyi sat on the couch.

Finally, when most of the people were talking, Le Yiyi raised her head and looked at the man in military uniform who was talking to her.

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, and he said to Le Yiyi, who was sitting on the sofa: "As long as you nod, I can take you away at any time." ”

Le Yiyi looked at the heroic man with red eyes, but did not speak.

The man sighed, picked up the hat on the table, and turned to leave.

Huang Heng squatted down and looked at Le Yiyi's face, the two were so close that they could almost feel Pets breathing, but Le Yiyi still didn't react, so she sat on the sofa with her knees hugged, motionless.

Huang Heng leaned on the windowsill with his eyes narrowed slightly, he wasn't very hungry this week, but his fatigue was always full of nerves.

When Huang Heng woke up, it was already late at night, and it was dark all around, and Le Yiyi was still sitting on the sofa, motionless.

Gradually, the temperature rises, as if you are outside in July and August. Huang Heng watched as the cotton cover on the sofa beside Le Yiyi began to twist, and a faint smell of plastic burning emanated from all around.

When Huang Heng was pacing on the floor of the living room, the living room lit up with a "bang", the coffee table caught fire, and the firelight blocked Huang Heng's sight.

Huang Heng raised his hand and prepared to use spider silk to hang himself on the flower board, but there was no difference from before. There was not a single cobwebbing on the wrist.

When the flames began to consume everything that could burn in the living room, the young version of Le Yiyi was still sitting on the sofa, her eyes closed, her white shirt scorched from the smoke around her.

When Huang Heng's surroundings were getting hotter and hotter, he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder, and when he turned his head, his cold hair stood up.

The person in front of Huang Heng was still Le Yiyi, wearing jeans, an off-white windbreaker, and a hawthorn strip in his mouth.

"I see you're standing here motionless, what's the matter?" Le Yiyi.

Huang Heng looked back at Le Yiyi, who was squatting on the sofa and being lit by the firelight, and Le Yiyi, who was standing in front of him, and asked in horror, "Are you here?" ”

Le Yiyi was inexplicably puzzled by Huang Heng's headless words, and withdrew the hand on Huang Heng's shoulder.

At the moment of letting go, Le Yiyi felt the inexplicable smell of burning and smoke around her, and asked in surprise: "What's going on, is it a dream?" ”

"You're in my dreams!" Huang Heng came to his senses, looked at Le Yiyi with a smile and said, "Don't do this now, let's go to ...... Plath"

"Are you crazy? Plath is already dead, and what is this place, and why is there a fire all around? Le Yiyi raised her hand and fanned the flames beside her to the side and asked.

"I'm not done yet, I'm looking for an Inhuman with the same ability as Plath, he should still be in these rooms." Huang Heng pulled Le Yiyi and began to walk around.

When Le Yiyi followed Huang Heng away, she suddenly saw herself sitting on the sofa, and couldn't help but ask strangely, "Who is this?" ”

"Never mind, these are fantasies!" Huang Heng looked around for an exit, but the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and Huang Heng felt his hair begin to curl slightly.

Living room, bathroom, kitchen, storage.

After Huang Heng pulled Le Yiyi around, he looked up at the stairs leading to the second floor and said, "It should be on it." ”

"What the hell is it?" Le Yiyi waved her hand to blow away the flames that had pressed against her with her wind ability, and watched Huang Heng step onto the stairs leading to the second floor.

There was also a fire on the top of the stairs, and Le Yiyi hurriedly cleared a path and followed Huang Heng up.

This staircase was the first time Huang Heng had stepped on it, but Huang Heng knew the basic structure.

Directly opposite the staircase is a corridor, and on each side of the corridor there are two rooms: one for the male and female protagonists, one for the children of the family, and one for the vacant and the other for the study.

After reaching the staircase, flames began to burn from the floor of the second floor, and thick smoke hovered in the air

Huang Heng leaned over and walked to the outside of the room closest to him, pushing the door hard, but he couldn't push it open inside, so he could only kick it.

The wooden door was kicked in two, and a wave of heat gushed out of the room, which was blown away by Le Yiyi's wind when it was close to Huang Heng's eyes.

"Can you sense where that person is?" Le Yiyi asked.

Huang Heng shook his head and continued to explore the other rooms, there was not the slightest trace of human existence in the three rooms.

However, the flames in the hallway became more and more intense, as if they were about to melt people. Le Yiyi's wind is like a drop in the bucket, and it can't change the current situation in the slightest.

"Why don't you get out first?"

After Le Yiyi completely took off her off-white windbreaker and threw it on the ground, she looked at Huang Hengdao. Huang Heng shook his head, he was sure that there must be someone in the last room.

Huang Heng also fell into a dream when he was fighting with Plath at that time, but Huang Heng knew that Plath could only hypnotize himself at close range, so the people in the room could not be outside, only inside this house.

Approaching the last door with difficulty, there was a sudden silence all around as the door was pushed open. The various sounds that had been scorched by the flames also disappeared.

Huang Heng looked at Le Yiyi behind him. Le Yiyi looked ahead suspiciously.

When I walked in, it was a normal desk, and next to it was a warm-colored bed. It should be where the girl originally lived. There was a man sitting in a chair next to his desk.

When Huang Heng pushed the door open, the man was staring at the door.

He wears an ordinary outfit and wears a huge Mickey Mouse mask on his face. Only the eye sockets of the mask could see the color of the person's eyes.

Extreme off-white.

The entire pupil was occupied by a completely vast white color, and he looked at Huang Heng and Le Yiyi who broke in and asked suspiciously, "Why aren't you dead?" ”

"yes, why didn't I die?" Huang Heng repeated, looked back at the dark corridor, turned around and pulled Le Yiyi away and closed the door gently.

The girl's room had no windows and was surrounded by walls, and Huang Heng closed the only escape window.

"Why die?" Le Yiyi took out a handful of confetti from her jeans pocket, and the confetti flew in the air like a sharp gear. When Huang Heng cast a strange look, Le Yiyi smiled and said, "I learned this from you." ”

"Do you know what I saw?" Huang Heng asked in front of the man.

The man sitting in the chair made a very young voice, but shook his head: "I can't see what you see, but I can be sure that you will die." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Le Yiyi saw that the two of them had no logic in their words, and asked without a high chest.

"I've been here for over a week now." Huang Heng turned sideways and explained.

"What...... Aren't you a person who comes forward in time? Le Yiyi asked.

"It's only one time, how can I not feel hungry." Huang Heng said with a wry smile.

"How did you find out?" The man said, but when he spoke Mandarin, he could obviously feel the strangeness, and under the mask of the man should be a Chinese or a European and American Rao face who had learned Chinese.

"I've fought Plath." Huang Heng continued: "I have fallen into the illusion set by Plath twice, but there are many things that can be felt in the illusion. ”

Huang Heng's biggest feeling is that he can't use his abilities, whether it's his own abilities or the abilities of mobile phone software.

After hearing Huang Heng's words, the man's voice finally fluctuated a little, and he asked, "The godfather died at your hands?" ”

"yes." Huang Heng choked his neck and admitted, getting up a little unreasonable. But Huang Heng has contributed to this matter.

"So where is your hand of God?" Huang Heng looked around.

"I don't have Sakura," Mickey Mouse smiled wryly, "That's the Godfather's true skill, how can I use it?" ”

Mickey Mouse Mask spat out an unfamiliar term, and then suddenly raised his hand.

At the moment of raising his hand, the confetti that was originally flying in front of Le Yiyi was like a gear that suddenly fell off from the workbench where he was working, spinning and rushing into Na Rao's body.

After the confetti sank into his body, the man shook and fell sideways without making a sound.

Originally, Huang Heng's spider silk was also ready to come out of his hands, but Le Yiyi had already done it, so Huang Heng could only walk over and bow down to pull off the mask and look at the face.

Le Yiyi's sight was blocked by Huang Heng, and when he was about to step forward to check, Huang Heng said, "You don't need to come up." "Re-cloning the man with Mickey Mouse's plastic-shell mask.

"You'll have nightmares just looking at it." Huang Heng turned around and grabbed Le Yiyi's arm that was about to stretch out, stood up and said, "Let's report to the top first." ”

Le Yiyi nodded, and after connecting the mobile phone in her hand to Zhuang Yujie, Le Yiyi reported what she had experienced.

After hanging up the phone, Le Yiyi looked at Huang Heng and asked, "What scene did you see in that week?" ”

"It's funny about myself anyway." Huang Heng smiled, a trace of exhaustion flashed on his face. Pulling Le Yiyi to turn around and leave the room.

The moment the door was closed, the mask that was originally fastened on the dead man's face quietly fell down, revealing a face that seemed to have been destroyed by sulfuric acid, distorted abnormally, but his eyes were wide open, and his pure white eyes were staring at the direction Huang Heng left.

When I went out, I really fell into the darkness outside

The field workers shouted to call it a day, and a group of people squatted next to them to eat their working meals. Huang Heng breathed in the humid air outside, and said with a smile: "It's better to be outside." ”

Le Yiyi patted the dust on the trench coat she picked up from the hallway, and asked puzzledly, "How can that person be sure that you will definitely die?" ”

"Maybe his previous mind control was invincible, but fortunately, after fighting with Plath, he was wary of these things, otherwise he might really be in his way."

Huang Heng squinted his eyes and recalled the scene he saw when he was hypnotized by Plath before: a mild morning, a fragrant meal, and a pair of daughters made up a good word.

Huang Heng turned to look at the building behind him, and the large tile lights not far away revealed the shape of the building. Huang Heng began to wonder if what he had seen before had really happened or if it was just his imagination.

Flip through your phone and look at the top of the task list: ...... Investigate the haunted house incident. (90% completion)

It turns out that there is still this kind of operation?

Huang Heng wondered, didn't he have to work hard to do the task in the future, just find a hypnotist or a control hypnotist with mind control ability to hypnotize himself and tell him that the task was completed.

Shake your head.

Huang Heng thought that it was possible that his guess was very similar to the real event, so the system would default to that he had investigated 90%. Just what exactly is the remaining ten percent?

It's possible that it happened after the girl's ability exploded, after all, the girl has the ability to control fire, and the flames can't burn the girl to death.

With questions, Huang Heng looked at Le Yiyi, who had already driven the car to the door of the studio, and walked in the direction of Le Yiyi after beckoning.

When Huang Heng sat in the car, he was still thinking about the boy before, it was obviously not the first time that the boy had seen the girl cast his ability, could it be that the boy was also burned to death in that fire?

The story that has been circulated is that a family of four died.

But Huang Heng saw through the living room window that there were three children in the opposite house.

The moment Le Yiyi was driving, Huang Heng suddenly saw a shadow flashing behind him, and when he looked back, it was Su Che standing at the door of the scenery shed, waving to Huang Heng.

When Huang Heng asked Le Yiyi to stop, Su Che had already disappeared.

The storm that had long since subsided began to rage again, and finally someone pushed back the room where the wearer of the Mickey Mouse mask had died.

The investigator of the second section took a deep breath when he turned on the flashlight and looked at Narao's face.

He then packed the man up in a large garbage bag and carried him out the door and downstairs like a futon.

Zhuang Yujie stared at the computer in front of him until late at night.

From time to time, a window appears in the lower right corner of the computer screen to report tasks, and after clicking on it, some of them are serious reports from investigators, and some are meaningless content.

When Zhuang Yujie clicked on the new message, it said: The corpse in the E52 area has been looked back and is matching identities.

After reading it, Zhuang Yujie refocused on the information on the two monitors on the desktop.

One of them shows the integration of all of Sucher's information from '92 onwards. But apparently after experiencing that incident, Su Che appeared in the sight of the second branch almost very few times, and it was not eight hundred words to completely write down Su Che's experience in the past twenty years.

On the other display is a mouse moving. This organization, which only appeared in the eyes of the Second Section a few months ago, has finally become the organization that the Second Section focuses on the most.

The second branch is now an island.

It's not just that international forces don't pay attention to the second branch at all. Even at the top level, there were proposals to disband the Second Section and assign investigators and data officers to the special military operation.

The second branch is also a lump of fat, it depends on who can eat it in the mouth after the people above have gone through the game.

Zhuang Yujie, who was in the most tender part of this fat mass, had already greeted him from more than one or two units. However, Zhuang Yujie is like a stone, not moving.

An information clerk knocked on Zhuang Yujie's door, and before Zhuang Yujie could look up, he said directly: "Boss, Rao's identity has been found out." ”

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