Luo Hao was completely defeated by exhaustion and lost his consciousness. Then he dreamed again in a daze that the dream when he saw Shak, the blood-colored moon appeared again, and the bleak and tragic scene made him feel like he was there, and he couldn't extricate himself.

In this familiar and unfamiliar dream, Luo Hao's consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes blurred, as if he vaguely saw a figure in ancient costume looking at him, calling out to himself......

The blood-colored moon suddenly became very close to him, as if he was floating around the moon.

"Luo Hao? Luo Hao, come on, stop pretending to faint, get up. Damn, you see apples here, apples! How tempting! It's God's immortal masterpiece! How about getting up and eating a few together? ”

Luo Hao stared at the growing moon, and suddenly heard a familiar voice and these words in his ears.

"Shak?"

This thought appeared in his consciousness, and his consciousness suddenly blurred again, and then suddenly became very awake. Then he opened his eyes naturally.

What catches the eye is an unfamiliar ceiling.

"Not the treatment room of the 20th district branch? Here......"

Luo Hao quickly sat up, "Shak? Please remember to explain the things that need to be explained first, and if you have clarified the restrictions on using the 'Left Hand of Death', I will definitely call the hospital first. ”

"Hey, come and complain about me, you're too unconscionable. It's not me calling you, you don't even know if you've been eaten by meows! Shak had an indignant expression on his face, and he took a bite of the gray apple even more hatefully, as if he took the apple for him.

"Okay, okay, it's me who is wrong, where is this?" Luo Hao hurriedly admitted his mistake. Although he felt that he had done nothing wrong and that his words were correct, in order to stop Shak's mouth, he could only compromise and admit his faux pas.

"That's pretty much it!"

Shak ignored him and flew to the side to the corner and slowly nibbled on the apple.

Luo Hao checked his situation first.

He felt more comfortable because he had slept so well. The whole body is full of vitality. The strange thing is that the clothes of the Inspector were changed into a white short-sleeved T-shirt, there was nothing in the pocket, the mobile phone was not found, and the symbolic white pigeon badge of the Inspector was not found.

"Huh!?"

This time was not trivial, Luo Hao instantly sweated all over his body, not because of these unimportant things, but because he couldn't find the codex that made a contract with Shak, the god of death.

Shak had reminded him to keep the Codex and not let anyone else get it. Otherwise, there will be a big mess. He also remembered this incident all the time, so he kept the Codex well. Now that the Codex is gone, the "big mess" has appeared.

"No, it will ......"

Luo Hao got up anxiously, put on the slippers under the bed, his eyes swept inadvertently, and his body suddenly paused.

"Here!"

It turned out that on the table next to the bed, his codex lay quietly. Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Hurriedly took the codex in his hand and opened it to look inside. But he couldn't help frowning.

It's normal to have only your own name on the title page. However, what made him feel strange was that the piece of paper he had written to transfer his life to Yang Cheng was missing, and when he looked at the codex carefully, it didn't look like someone had torn it up.

"What's going on?"

A doubt came to his mind, and Luo Hao looked at it carefully. After making sure that there was nothing else unusual, he put the codex in his pocket, and did not rush to ask Shak what happened when he was unconscious, but stared at the room.

Behind him was a large bed covered with soft futon, judging by the experience just now. It's very unusually comfortable, and there is a faint smell of good aroma on it, it looks like it should be a woman's bed, of course, it doesn't rule out the possibility of a man with a special hobby.

It is surrounded by small rooms, and the bright light shining in from the windows illuminates the whole room at a glance.

There is a large bookshelf in the room, which is densely packed with all kinds of books, each of which is very close to each other, and there are many books on the table next to it, including French, German, Japanese, Chinese, English, and books in the world's mainstream languages.

It can be seen that the owner of this room is very fond of these books. Because these books are not only neatly arranged, but also very noticeably distance themselves from other things that are placed randomly.

The rest of the place was in stark contrast to the bookshelves, with clothes and some promotional posters and drawings on the floor, a thin layer of dust on the TV next to it, and a few discs on the projector in the cabinet below.

If you don't look at the bookshelves, this room is clearly a scene after a bad thief broke through the empty door.

"Well, all things considered, the owner of this room should be the kind of woman who lives casually, but loves books." Luo Hao summed up what he had gained, walked to the window in his slippers, and looked out of the window.

Outside the window is a small garden.

Luo Hao noticed that the glass on the window was not stained at all, and if he didn't look closely, he might think it was empty. A casual girl wouldn't think of wiping the glass clean, it seems that someone should clean her room regularly.

You can see the small garden outside through the glass, and now at this time, there are still many flowers blooming in the garden, Luo Hao looked carefully and found that most of the varieties of flowers he recognized, only a few did not know.

Green and pink are the main colors, and a variety of colors are dotted on the side, and the small garden presents a unique man-made harmonious beauty that is different from nature, and it looks very comfortable.

"The man who decorates the garden has a heart!" Luo Hao's eyes glanced around, the owner of this room and garden did not seem to be poor, but he was not the kind of local tyrant who couldn't do it, it should be the kind of person who was medium to high.

"Speaking of which, why haven't you seen anyone from this house?" Luo Hao pushed open the window and took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and the fragrance of flowers in the garden entered his mouth and nose with the air, which made people feel refreshed.

"I appeared here inexplicably, and I don't know what happened to that guy Yang Cheng?" Luo Hao thought of that comrade-in-arms with a little worry, although he was out of danger, but it was not impossible to be in danger again, if so, then his efforts and efforts would be in vain. (To be continued.) )