"Let's go, go and join them."

Xu Zhifei can't comfort people, and Bai Yanliang is not a person who needs to be comforted by others.

His sluggish mentality lasted for a moment, and he had already adjusted himself.

If you say that when you didn't know it before, Bai Yanliang was not afraid of death.

But after this mission, Bai Yanliang will be very afraid of death.

Because...... This life was bought in exchange for the life of the researcher.

The three keys are just the stepping stone to the ritual, and the sacrifice that is really needed is another living life......

It is not difficult to analyze this from those memories of the images.

However, this also gave Bai Yanliang hope.

Key...... As long as he has three keys, he can get the researcher back!

And...... Now he has a key in his pocket.

A handful of ...... The blood-red key.

Just before, when Bai Yanliang was about to throw the ghost baby into the well, a blood-red key suddenly appeared on its wrist.

Bai Yanliang quietly held it in his hand.

This blood-red key...... Doesn't seem normal.

However, as long as it works.

Bai Yanliang didn't care about its other abilities, as long as it could open the resurrection ritual, it was a good key.

As for sacrificing life? Bai Yanliang didn't plan to use his life.

Then even if the researcher comes back, he won't be happy.

Bai Yanliang only needs to ...... Just find a damn guy and beat him half to death to use his residual heat, and the people of the Abyss are a good choice.

Thinking about it, Bai Yanliang's heart was much more relaxed.

Moreover, after returning to Yecheng, Bai Yanliang planned to tell the whole story of this mission.

The existence of the abyss, it is necessary to inform everyone.

But...... What to do with Ren Wudao, this is a question.

It was obvious that something had happened to Ren Wudao, and since his disappearance, this man had looked very strange.

Moreover, the camera in Xun Weimo's store captured his shadow, which was taken away by the man in the top hat and suit.

Could it be related to his changes?

"Xu Zhifei."

Bai Yanliang suddenly turned around and looked at Xu Zhifei.

Xu Zhifei had been quietly following behind Bai Yanliang, and when he heard the words at this moment, he just raised his head.

"After returning to Yecheng, you go to the police station to help me check some things......"

"What."

"In the past month, there have been all the murders in Yecheng."

"Hmm."

……

Industry City.

Yang Wanlong stood in a long hallway.

His steps were light, and the corridor was dark, but he didn't turn on any light, just walked in the dark.

The promenade is odd and seems to be tilted upwards.

As I walked, the colors of the walls on both sides slowly darkened, and an indescribable strange smell began to appear in the air.

Yang Wanlong seemed to be much more vigilant, and he cautiously approached the wall on one side, his attention highly focused.

Although the atmosphere has become eerie, Yang Wanlong continues to move forward.

There were strange scratches on the wall, not like humans, not like beasts, and not as sharp weapons, these scratches obviously looked like marks made by primates, but they were strangely large.

Although Yang Wanlong's face remained unchanged, his back was a little cold.

Finally, in the long darkness and the echo of his own footsteps, Yang Wanlong walked to the end of the corridor.

There was a door here, and Yang Wanlong pushed it open without hesitation.

Suddenly, a foul smell and musty smell came out.

Yang Wanlong carefully avoided the clutter piled up on the ground and went deeper into the room.

The house is damp and airtight, and there is no sunlight, which makes people very uncomfortable.

However, it was evident that this was upstairs, not the basement, because there was a nailed window, the planks were very old, and it was clear that this window had been closed for a long time.

After stepping over a few more bags of garbage, Yang Wanlong stopped, took out his mobile phone, pressed the screen, and cast the light on the person lying on the bed.

“…… Not. ”

The man on the bed unconsciously rolled over, scratched his neck, and was stimulated by the bright light of his mobile phone before he seemed to react that someone had come in.

He stretched out his hand to block his eyes, looked through his fingers, yawned and said, "It's you......"

Yang Wanlong didn't speak, he looked at the man lying on the bed with complicated eyes, "It's been ten years." ”

"Huh...... Take the light away. ”

The man interrupted Yang Wanlong's words and reached out to dial Yang Wanlong's mobile phone.

His hands were covered in stains, and his cuffs were even a little moldy.

Yang Wanlong took a deep breath, the rotten stench in the room made him very uncomfortable, but he didn't show any disgust or disgust.

"Is it worth it?"

Yang Wanlong's voice was a little bitter.

"Haha." The man smiled, and only when he laughed, his voice changed from gloomy to clear, "The time hasn't come yet, but it's almost ......"

Yang Wanlong seemed to see a confident look in the darkness, which made Yang Wanlong feel excited!

He's still him!

"Let's go, don't come here in the near future, there are more than one or two staring at you now." The man's voice reverted to laziness, "By the way, take some garbage away, although I like these smells quite a bit now, but there are too many to put ......"

Yang Wanlong smiled helplessly, of course he knew what this man was talking about.

"Goodbye."

Yang Wanlong carried a few bags of garbage and closed the door.

However, as the door was about to close completely, he faintly heard a murmur inside:

"Goodbye...... Finally...... It's ......."

……

The Third People's Hospital of Pingcheng.

At the door of the operating room, a group of men and women with different looks were waiting.

These people are naturally Bai Yanliang them.

In the operating room is Du Shangjing.

In this mission, in the parallel village created by the abyss, in the final escape, Du Shangjing's arm was gnawed by three deformed villagers, and he couldn't break free at all.

At the critical moment, Gu Pingsheng, who has always been low-key, suddenly picked up a kitchen knife and immediately cut off Du Shangjing's right arm.

Then immediately dragged him and ran away.

After getting out of danger, Gu Pingsheng immediately stopped the bleeding of Du Shangjing, who had suffered serious blood loss and turned pale, and with the wind and sleeves, Qi Nian immediately sent him to the Third Hospital.

When Bai Yanliang and several people came to meet, Du Shangjing had already been sent to the operating room.

Du Shangjing's life should be fine, but his arm is definitely not saved.

When everyone was silent, the door to the operating room opened, and a doctor took off his mask.

"Hello, how is he doing now?"

It was Song Que who asked.

Few people know that the two people with the best relationship with Song Que in the fog collection are Yu Wenxuan, and the other is Du Shangjing.

After Song Que asked, Gu Pingsheng also stepped forward, "How is the patient's condition?" ”

"It's out of danger, it's a pity that I didn't take that hand, otherwise I could have connected it, it's a pity ......"

Hearing that Du Shangjing was out of danger of his life, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the fog was now ...... There are very few people anymore.

Restless emotions everyone has some of them to a greater or lesser extent.

Bai Yanliang's gaze swept around quickly, and when he swept over Ren Wudao's body, he found that he was staring at Yu Wenxuan intently.

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