"Boom!"

With a thunderclap, a torrential rain fell from the sky.

The amusement park is full of screaming and running to find a place to take shelter from the rain, and the low and heavy dark clouds in the sky instantly pull the dreamy and peaceful atmosphere of the park into the abyss.

The colorful lights look so lonely and out of place in the rain curtain.

The bean-sized raindrops fell to the ground and then split and jumped, quickly converging into a meandering stream of water on the flat ground.

In front of the bathroom with a faint light, three figures in ponchos stood silently in the rain, silently watching a figure penetrate the rain curtain like an arrow, and then stopped silently in front of them.

Meng Feibai gasped for breath, his already wet hair clinging to his forehead, so drops of rain slid down the tips of his hair, gathered on his constantly shaking eyelashes, followed his red eyes, passed through his tightly pursed lips, and then slammed to the ground.

Qing Song glanced up at Meng Fei's pale face, and then silently handed him the box he was holding.

Meng Feibai took the box with his unconscious right arm, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

After a moment of silence, he opened the lid with a trembling left hand.

"Bang!"

With just one glance, he forcefully closed the lid again.

"Except for the traces of the fight, there is no figure of the infected person you said, preliminary judgment..."

"Alright."

Meng Feibai's hoarse voice interrupted Qing Song's words, he handed the box back into Qing Song's hand and closed his eyes tightly.

"Xiao Meng..."

Bai Hua, who was beside Qing Song, glanced at Meng Feibai's right arm, which was hanging down to the side, and called his name with some worry, Qing Song immediately tugged at his arm and motioned him with his eyes not to make a sound.

The two glanced at each other, their hearts full of helplessness and distress.

It wasn't supposed to be them who came today, but because the team was really understaffed, they and another ordinary field worker were sent.

On the one hand, they thought that the two had known Meng Feibai before and were easier to cooperate, and on the other hand, it also showed that the team thought that the danger factor of this task was extremely low.

But now...

Just as the two exchanged glances with each other, Meng Feibai opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

"Do me a favor, put the box in my backpack, and then you can leave, I'll give the team an explanation about this."

The two of them were shocked when they heard this.

"Xiao Meng, don't be impulsive, you are injured, and you don't know where the prisoner is, now the top priority is to notify the team to send additional personnel, and then seek the cooperation of the public security system to pull the net together to search for the murderer..."

"I know where he is."

Meng Feibai calmly interrupted Qing Song's words, and there were no emotional fluctuations in his bloodshot eyes.

"I'll correct my own mistakes, don't bother the team with extra manpower, now, please help me put the box in my backpack."

"This..."

Bai Hua looked at Qing Song as if he was asking for help, hoping that he could persuade Meng Feibai with words.

"Okay, you take care of your own safety."

To Bai Hua's surprise, Qing Song didn't mean to dissuade Meng Feibai at all, but neatly put the box into Meng Feibai's backpack full of blood clots.

"What's inside?"

He zipped up his backpack and asked suspiciously.

Meng Feibai pulled out a sneer when he heard this.

"I used to think it was a heart full of warmth, but now it seems that it is just a piece of rotten meat."

After speaking, he nodded silently to the three Qingsong, turned around and ran away, disappearing into the heavy rain in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until Meng Feibai's figure disappeared from sight that Qing Song picked up the phone and dialed out decisively.

"Hey, find me the captain, I have an urgent matter to report."

......

The rain became heavier and heavier, smashing heads and faces on the dense buildings that looked like steel giants in the night.

The streets that should have been busy with traffic were clogged with heavy rain, and countless vehicles with their headlights vied to honk their horns, so the sound of rain falling to the ground and the non-stop screeching horns formed an unbeautiful music under the dark clouds.

And in the white ears of Meng Fei who was running, this was clearly a funeral song full of irony.

His eyes widened, and he let the rain smash into his eyes.

He didn't dare to close his eyes, he was afraid that the moment the darkness came, he would see Duoduo's desperate and pale face in front of him.

Even if it was just a quick glance just now, Meng Feibai could feel the despair of that face before he died.

So he ran as hard as he could, towards the place where he was directed in the dark, and kept running.

Kyoto No. 37 subway station.

The sudden heavy rain seeped through the ground and continued to drip down on the dark and dreary subway station, filling the air with damp dust and a faint smell of blood.

In a dim light, Lan Xing sat cross-legged in the room, silently looking at the photo in his hand.

It was the only photo of him and Duoduo.

"Ugh..."

With a discordant smell wafting in, he sighed heavily, placed the photo on the table, and got up and walked out of the room.

"Tick, tick."

The rain continued to slide down Meng Feibai's cheeks, and the uninterrupted use of telekinesis made his already pale face even more gray, and he gasped heavily, staring at the calm-looking man in front of him motionlessly.

"You're coming sooner than I thought."

After a long silence, Bluestar was the first to break the silence.

"Why?"

Meng Feibai slowly opened the left hand he had been clenching all the way, and his fingertips began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

"Are you asking why I didn't die, why I'm waiting for you here, or why I killed Duoduo?"

To Meng Feibai's surprise, Lan Xing's expression was so calm even when he said the words "kill Duoduo".

Meng Feibai took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger and killing intent in his heart, put the backpack behind him on the ground, and looked Lan Xing up and down.

At this time, he couldn't tell that he was a dying person not long ago, not only was he full of energy, but even his broken right arm was intact.

What Meng Feibai couldn't imagine the most was that the pressure on himself from Blue Star at this time was completely different from that of two days ago.

Even if he just stood there quietly, Meng Feibai felt that his hands were tied.

"You feel it too, I'm strong now."

Lan Xing looked at Meng Feibai, who was silent, and laughed softly:

"If I had been so powerful two days ago, you wouldn't have been able to beat me at all, and Duoduo wouldn't have died."

Speaking of this, he put away his smile and looked at Meng Feibai coldly, and suddenly Meng Feibai felt that the blue star in front of him seemed to have turned into a peerless beast.

"I beg you to spare me and Duoduo without dignity, but you still have to kill them all, if it weren't for you, Duoduo wouldn't have died at all.

I'm strong now, strong enough to protect anything, and sadly, I don't have anything left to guard, it's all to blame on you, it's you who ruined my most important thing. ”

Lan Xing kept shaking his body, and in Meng Feibai's shocked eyes, his flesh and blood melted away like snowflakes, and finally only a gray-colored skeleton was left.

"You've ruined all of me, and I'm not going to give you a clean way to die."

In his dark eyes, a pair of naked eyeballs looked directly at Meng Feibai, and in the next second, his figure disappeared from Meng Feibai's sight.