That feeling came so strongly that Lin Xuan immediately turned around and looked at Jin Yu. Read the full text of the latest chapter

Jin Yu was bowing his head in contemplation, and Lin Xuan only saw his silhouette. The silhouette's shoulders were constricted, and her waist was bent, as if her shoulders were under tremendous pressure, and she forced a man to bend over.

The death of the emperor superstar was an accident, in fact, many people believe that a famous person like him must be particularly resistant to pressure, and will not lose hope of life due to the temporary low point of his acting career. Of course, many famous doctors who treat depression in the circle have also prescribed him good medicine for the symptoms, thinking that long-term persistence will definitely cure his depression and return to the peak of the stage.

"It was an accident!" Lin Xuan sighed.

The death of any master is regrettable, regardless of the industry.

Lin Xuan looked around the hall and found nothing suspicious, so he turned around and walked to the bathroom, thinking that the strange feeling he had just had just been a little nervous.

After returning from Tibet, he had nightmares every day for two weeks, dreaming of monsters, desperate situations, cliffs, glaciers, and also dreaming that Tian Meng, Tang Na, and Mr. Wei were in danger and stretched out their hands to ask him for help, but he couldn't do anything and let them fall into the abyss. Every time he woke up from a nightmare, Lin Xuan would burst into tears and feel powerless.

In such a situation, it is normal for him to have a slight doubt about his own judgment.

The toilet in the Mandarin Hotel is quite high-end, and Lin Xuan took a look in the mirror by the way when he washed his hands. In the mirror, his face was a little haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was under too much mental pressure.

If he can get back to work, it may be easier for him to vent his stress and recover as soon as possible.

In fact, he had searched for news of Mr. Wei through various channels, and even went to Mr. Wei's villa five times in person, met Mrs. Wei, and told the other party what happened at the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Mrs. Wei's calmness was beyond Lin Xuan's expectations: "He will be fine, there is no intention of death in the hexagram, it just shows that there is a disaster of distress." Xiaolin, don't worry about going back, everything can be unraveled naturally. ”

Lin Xuan knew that Mrs. Wei's family history and the study of Zhou Yi masters in the Chinese world had a deep study of hexagram divination. Therefore, he unconditionally believed Mrs. Wei's words, and on the one hand, he continued to search, and on the other hand, he asked the upper leaders of the organization to contact the 51 region, trying to walk on two legs, both official and non-governmental, and find out Mr. Wei's whereabouts as soon as possible. 800

Now, he hopes to forget about his experience in Tibet for a while and start a new job.

Coming out of the bathroom, Lin Xuan's emotions had calmed down, and he was no longer bothered by the words that Jin Yu had said.

He hopes that everyone in the organization will be smart and capable enough so that they can face the hostile environment together and face challenges from all sides.

Therefore, he must warn Jin Yu that he can no longer bring personal emotions into his work.

When he turned a corner and walked into the café, he looked at it, and Jin Yu was not in his seat.

Lin Xuan was stunned, because the hall was very bright, and standing in his position, he could have a panoramic view of the hall without any dead ends. As long as Jin Yu didn't walk into the bathroom, he would definitely be in his field of vision.

What's even more strange is that not only is there no golden feather in the hall at this moment, but all the waiters and customers have also disappeared, and half of the figure is missing. Moreover, the ceiling lights in the hall have been extinguished, and only the miniature floor lamps in front of each seat are lit up, like white ghost fires.

It is business hours at this moment, and it is impossible for all the waiters to leave. At the very least, Lin Xuan had never met him on Hong Kong Island.

He walked over to the desk, where there had been two waiters standing behind the desk, waiting for the call of the customer, but now only the floor light in the bar was on, but there was no one in sight.

Lin Xuan's nerves suddenly became tense, and he took a few steps to the front of his seat to check if Jin Yu had left a note or something, but he found nothing.

"Impossible, impossible!" Although Lin Xuan could cite many reasons to explain what was happening in front of him, he immediately denied all possibilities.

After a few seconds of pause, he raised his breath and shouted, "Mr. Kim, where are you?" ”

The voice echoed through the hall, but there was no response.

The second time, Lin Xuan's voice was louder, and his wording became more serious: "Jin Yu, come out quickly." If a friend from somewhere makes a move, please show up—"

This time, there is still no echo.

He remembered that before leaving Jin Yu, there had been a few customers in the café. If those are the pawns of various factions, they will definitely kidnap Jin Yu while he is away, and quickly retreat, leaving this endgame.

Lin Xuan turned around and looked at the automatic door at the entrance of the café. The two glass doors were closed, and through the glass, you could see the flashing lights at the door of the elevator hall at the end of the corridor.

The corridor was fifty meters long, and if the golden feather waiters left in a hurry, they would definitely leave traces there.

Lin Xuan made a decision, first leaving the café and going to a place where the waiter could be found, and then calling up the surveillance video to inspect. He really couldn't figure it out, it was impossible for all of these people to suddenly disappear, leaving an empty hall.

"The road of life ......" A burst of singing came, startling Lin Xuan's back with a large goosebump.

The hall was very quiet, and the voice came abruptly, and it was not a beautiful singing voice from a record player at all, but the voice of an unaccompanied man, very dry, and unusually bitter, and sounded very harsh. What's even more bizarre is that the sound is coming from the direction of the women's restroom, a place where it is absolutely impossible to make a male voice.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, judged that the sound was made by Jin Yu, and immediately ran to the women's bathroom.

He is not afraid of others pretending to be ghosts, after all, he has experienced too many strange and inexplicable things in Tibet, and his endurance has been raised to a level that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

"Jin Yu-" Before arriving at the women's bathroom, Lin Xuan stopped and shouted, "Come out quickly, we should go!" ”

There was no response from inside the door, Lin Xuan did not hesitate and pushed the door in.

There is a window in the women's restroom facing the doorway, which is exactly the same as in the men's restroom. As soon as Lin Xuan pushed the door, he saw Jin Yu standing on the windowsill.

The wind was strong outside the window, Jin Yu's hair was blown around, and the clothes on his body were rustling.

"Jin Yu, come down, it's time for us to go." Lin Xuan didn't panic, just reminded in a low voice.

Jin Yu's feet were outside the window, and only a small half of his body was still in the window. In that case, you may stumble at any time.

Lin Xuan didn't grasp the moment to rush forward ten meters and drag Jin Yu down, so he could only call the other party's name and couldn't take further action.

"It's time to go, it's time for me to go. There is a shortage of musicians in the Heavenly Realm, so I should go......" Jin Yu muttered.

This time, Lin Xuan saw the silhouette of Jin Yu again. It is no exaggeration to say that he almost recognized Jin Yu at this moment as the Emperor Superstar, because the silhouettes of the two people were 90% alike.

That superstar is well-known and well-known on Hong Kong Island, and his image has appeared in various media, advertisements, and promotional videos, with no dead ends at 360 degrees, making countless girls and young women regard them as dream lovers. In Lin Xuan's opinion, Jin Yu's silhouette can almost be regarded as a copy of that superstar, and most people will have the same illusion when they see it suddenly.

"Jin Yu, can you hear me? When you come down, the past is all gone, and people cannot be resurrected after death, no matter how much you miss that superstar, he will not be reincarnated and resurrected. Lin Xuan was telling the truth, and he could only persuade Jin Yu so bluntly to completely dispel Jin Yu's evil thoughts of suicide.

"Reincarnation and resurrection? After the resurrection, will you forget your suffering? Then, I'd rather die in the next second, be reborn and resurrected a little earlier, and wash away all my troubles. I am me, a different kind of fireworks in this world, it must be brilliant, otherwise I will live up to the best youth......" Jin Yu's words were a little strange, as if there was another soul hidden in his body to interpret his words.

Lin Xuan suddenly felt that he might have looked away, Jin Yu was not imitating and worshiping the Emperor Superstar from beginning to end, but that he himself was possessed by the Emperor Superstar and became the possession of that person's soul.

In that case, it is really terrifying, and it is so dignified that a strange drama of reincarnation and resurrection was staged in the bustling city of Hong Kong Island.

After the superstar's death, his fans have staged a "resurrection" farce all over the world, but it is only a memorial behavior of a certain part of fans and fans, and it has no practical significance except for causing civil unrest.

"Come down." Lin Xuan greeted for the third time.

"Goodbye to the afterlife." The golden feather suddenly flashed and disappeared from the windowsill.

Lin Xuan was stunned, because Jin Yu's departure was so abrupt, it was too late for people to find a way to rescue him.

He threw himself in front of the window and saw the golden feather fall straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string. The ending of the fall, you don't have to look at it to know that it is a death on the street.

Lin Xuan sighed, immediately exited the bathroom, left the café, and took the elevator downstairs.

Jin Yu fell from the building, and there were already three or four circles of people below, all pointing to Jin Yu in the pool of blood.

Jin Yu is already dead, and there is no point in staying any longer. At this moment, the siren had already sounded far away, so Lin Xuan could only choose to withdraw temporarily, so as not to expose himself to the sun, which would become the target of public criticism.

Lin Xuan knew that similar news would appear in the Hong Kong Island media tomorrow, equating Jin Yu's death with the death of the emperor's superstar.

"Is it psychosis or soul possession? Was it a coincidence or was it meant to be? Lin Xuan sighed.

At that time, he was walking on a clean sidewalk, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: "The headquarters sent Jin Yu here, and he must believe that he can do it well, and he has such the ability to work, so he is willing to let him take charge alone." Otherwise, you might just send a random clerk over.

Since there is such a strong back-up, we must seize the opportunity to make outstanding and effective achievements.