The television was buzzing, the signal was absent, and the reporters at the first scene in front seemed to be stopped by the local police. The TV hangs from the gloomy rooftop, and with the bar's brightly lit backdrop, the sound of the TV is almost inaudible.

But just looking at the scrolling subtitles, it is enough to see how serious the trouble is this time. Despite the police's efforts to bring down the case, the media moved faster.

Ha Long Town was locked under martial law by noon, and the police quickly took action to recover the vehicle and the fallen police officers, as well as the other missing police officers. This time, the severity of the case is too high, and the media can't get any first-hand information, and repeated comments and wait-and-see appear in the news, and in the end it is just a wait.

Residents of Ha Long are temporarily confined to their rooms and are not allowed to travel.

There weren't many people in the bar, and the bartender was an elderly man, his hair was neatly groomed, his temples were shaved so that he could see his scalp, his unsmiling face wrinkled horizontally, and his beard was neatly groomed.

He raised his head and watched the news on the TV from time to time, while clutching the white cloth towel in his hand and gently wiping it vigorously in a pure glass.

The restaurant usually serves customers in the middle of the night, and during the day, the bartender himself comes to clean the store and take a look at the venue.

He originally planned to close the store after cleaning up, but who knew that the wind chimes rang at the door. This string of wind chimes hangs at the door, and it usually rings when guests come to visit. The bartender poked his head out and hurried in from the street to a young man.

The man was dressed simply, just a washed white blue short-sleeved shirt, a pair of dirty navy blue jeans, and a pair of faded earthy yellow sandals.

The bartender stopped what he was doing and squinted at the young man. He wanted to close the store, but since he had customers, he couldn't just rush it.

The bartender asked.

"What do you want?"

The young man was panting, pushed the bartender away, his body was deflated, and he collapsed limply on a sofa, half of his hair stood upside down, and half of it collapsed into a mess. His face was full of frightened color, and his body trembled slightly.

The view in the bar was very dim, and the bartender only noticed that the young man seemed to have a wound on his back, but he didn't seem to have it. All in all, he felt like he had seen blood.

The bartender was about to ask, so the young man asked for a large beer, took a glass for himself, and poured it into his stomach, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, but as the beer went down, the young man's breathing became heavy.

The bartender hurriedly handed the young man a towel.

The young man took it and wiped it all over his face, and as he wiped his face, the sweat on his forehead, neck, and even his arms fell vigorously. The young man let out a sigh of relief and began to drink beer again.

The bartender saw the young man's back, his shirt splattered with red spots, like blood, and something else. The bartender took the young man's finished towel, went to the bathroom to wash it, wrung it out, and his gaze stayed on the young man's back.

He pinched the phone in his pocket, and his mind raced through the news he had just heard. This is a village less than twenty miles west of Ha Long Town, and the bar is not a good place to live, and there are no such customers during the day, and the bartender can almost be sure that the young man is from Ha Long Town.

He was hesitating to dial the phone, outside the door

There was another noise.

I only heard the sound of wind chimes ring again. The young man was still sitting on the sofa, and the bartender was wondering who it was, and when he came to this small bar, the people outside seemed to have answered his questions.

"Huzi?" The voice of a middle-aged man in a hurry came in from outside the house, and the bartender felt a little familiar, only to hear the young man exclaim.

"It's you! Old man! The young man stood up and spoke very rudely.

The bartender quickly got out of the bathroom, popped out a head, and let out an exclamation.

"Mr. Lin!" He cried out. The middle-aged man who visited was none other than Lin Yinzhi. Behind him was a slender, somewhat short woman, whose body was tightly wrapped and her eyes did not leak, following Lin Yinzhi like a statue.

Needless to say, young people are tigers who "go home". But it doesn't look like he's in good shape.

Lin Yinzhi glanced at the bartender, and immediately stepped forward to greet him, and the two of them went back and forth to make it clear, and the bartender learned their identity and purpose.

"I'm sorry, I thought you might still be resting at this point." Lin Yinzhi apologized first, he begged for a cup of Long Island iced tea as always, and ordered some fresh cocktails for Huzi. The woman was silent, and out of politeness, the bartender gave her a cup of herbal tea.

"I'm ready to rest." The bartender said bluntly. The storefront he runs by himself is purely out of interest, and he basically doesn't make much money, and he is very busy at night. But the good thing is that he likes this kind of work.

I believe that no one is more familiar with his situation than this elusive Lin Yinzhi.

"I'm really sorry that it happened suddenly." Lin Yinzhi presented a banknote with both hands. "It's a greeting gift."

The bartender immediately refused. He wasn't a man for money, otherwise he wouldn't have opened a bar in such a place. He didn't know much about Mr. Lin, and it can be said that apart from the name, this person's mystery is far more than he knows.

Lin Yinzhi said that it was wine money.

The bartender had no choice but to accept it.

"How's business going?" Mr. Lin put Huzi aside and exchanged pleasantries with the bartender owner. "I'm looking for a quieter place to meet a few friends."

"It's still like this, a loss-making business, I just like this style." The bartender smiled wryly. "No one will come here during the day, you just have to find a place to talk, you know me."

The bartender closed the curtain on the outside door and yawned.

"It's not been peaceful lately, you should pay attention." The bartender instructed, intentionally or unintentionally looking at the tiger on the side.

Lin Yinzhi put down the money, picked up the wine glass, and smiled without saying a word.

As soon as he returned to his seat, the woman asked aloud.

"You know?"

As soon as she spoke, Huzi seemed to have just noticed her, her eyes were full of doubts, and she looked this woman full of mysteries up and down, which was really unpredictable.

"Is this your woman or your daughter?" Huzi asked with a squint.

The woman listened to Huzi's rude question, her body trembled, and she didn't speak, and Lin Yinzhi immediately played a round.

"This is one of my clients, you don't have to care." He asked, lowering his voice. "Huzi, the situation has changed, you can't go to Xialong Town."

"Can't go?" Huzi felt surprised, his throat was hot, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Lin Yinzhi nodded.

"I got the latest news that the police were in the middle of the town, and this time the pursuit was full of casualties. The underground forces in Ha Long are more than we thought

It's complicated, there are too many human lives entangled here, I'm afraid you ...... go" Lin Yinzhi lowered his head. He finally found out about the situation in Santa Prison.

"Oh." Huzi squinted, his face was a little pale, he drank a large glass of beer, pushed aside the cocktail that Lin Yinzhi gave him, and poured the beer into his stomach, Huzi's face seemed to be a little redder.

"You're saying that place is now a place you can't go? Because the slivers, the hooks, the monsters that emerge from the ground are all there? Huzi scoffed. How did I not know? ”

Huzi's tone was a little strange. Lin Yinzhi took a good look at the young tiger in front of him, his face was a little embarrassed, his pupils were dilated, he was very unstable, and he seemed to have just experienced something.

"You went?" Lin Yinzhi asked. "Have you already been to Halong Town?"

Huzi didn't answer, only took a big sip of wine, and his stomach began to have a fever.

"Where's the kid next to you!" Lin Yinzhi asked suddenly, he stood up abruptly, and pinched Huzi's shoulders with both hands.

There was a look of disdain in Huzi's eyes.

"How do I know if he is dead or alive, and what does it have to do with me." Huzi raised his legs and rested them on the table, exuding a gloomy atmosphere all over his body, looking very depressed.

"What the hell is going on in Ha Long Town?" Lin Yinzhi asked impatiently.

Huzi raised one eyelid and began to tremble all over his body.

"I can't think about it, when I think about what happened, I'm like that." Huzi said helplessly, his tone full of self-deprecation. "I thought I was going to keep my turf and make a good appearance. Alas......"

Huzi didn't say anything, but the woman suddenly asked.

"Did you meet that person?"

"That person?" Hu Ziqi said. He turned his head, looked at Lin Yinzhi, and asked. "What are you doing as a customer?"

"She entrusted me to find a person who is likely to be involved in these cases in Ha Long Town. Whatever she asks you, you just tell her. Lin Yinzhi replied.

"Tell her?" Huzi squinted and licked his lips. "What's in it to tell her about me? Why am I doing this? ”

When the woman heard this, she seemed to be impatient, and she quickly took out her small satchel and rummaged through a small wallet. She hurriedly opened the wallet, only to hear a bang, and a neat stack of banknotes was stacked in the clip, and the tiger's eyes were straight.

"If you're willing to say, it's all yours." The woman's tone was very sincere, and the bright ticket in her hand did attract Huzi's attention, he had never seen such a beautiful stack of money in his life.

Huzi immediately grabbed the money from the woman, but his tone was not loose.

"It's not that I won't say it, it's that it's very ...... It's hard to tell. Huzi counted the money, and his body trembled.

"I followed the highway until evening, and I borrowed a mob motorcycle, and he said to give me a ride, and I arrived in Ha Long Town when the sun was about to set." Huzi began to reminisce.

"It's the first time I've seen a town like that." Huzi's eyes were a little sad, and he looked a little sentimental. "When it was almost evening, there was no one in the market, and even the usual stalls were in disarray. The whole town was black and hollow like a power outage. No, it's more scary than a power outage, and when there is a power outage, everyone will gather in the streets and alleys, play cards and chat, and every household has candles. ”

"But last night. The town was dead silent. The kind Samaritan who drove me to Xialong didn't dare to go any further, so I had to go alone......"