Chapter 4: No Progress (Part II)

Zhang Yao, who has entered middle age, never thought that he would tremble like now. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the TV screen in front of him, the turbulent anchor continued to report the news of the butcher's torture and killing, and a screenshot was displayed in the corner of the TV screen from beginning to end, a screenshot of the surveillance screen.

On the screenshot is the smile of Luo Ying, who is already dead, a smile that makes people feel the call of Huangquan.

Zhang Yao, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned, and his hand holding the remote control was also a little trembling, he knew the woman on the screenshot, and he knew what he had done to her.

But he didn't want to believe that there were really ghosts in this world, especially the ghosts who were destined to come to ask for their lives.

He frantically lifted the remote to turn off the TV, then picked up his phone again and tried to dial a number.

Honk... Honk... Honk...

It was a long time, and no one answered, which made the impatience on Zhang Yao's face worsen, and even made him feel unable to sit still.

Throwing his phone aside, he picked up the towel on the armrest of the sofa and the liquor on the coffee table and went straight to the bathroom, apparently trying to wash his thoughts with water.

He casually placed the liquor on the table near the bathtub, pressed the water refill button and quietly watched the water accumulate in the tub, and his thoughts seemed to be cleared by concentration.

He began to imagine all sorts of possibilities, including whether Luo Ying was created by someone with an ability, and even whether it could be twins or even clones.

But these possibilities were quickly ruled out, because at the same time as receiving this mission, she had already obtained all the information related to Luo Ying, even including what kind of underwear she usually likes to wear.

So who is she? Is it really an evil spirit?

No, if there were evil spirits in this world, I don't know how many times I would have been tortured and killed.

Zhang Yao, who knew his past history, was even more puzzled, and fear could not be suppressed in his heart, which made him impatient to strip naked and enter the bathtub, pick up the bottle of liquor in his hand and take a sip.

The spicy liquid and warm water embraced him and calmed him down, and he began to recall carefully from head to toe, recalling all the information related to Luo Ying, which didn't require him to find those files, because he always habitually memorized them in his head.

However, the result is still clueless, and there is not even a person or organization that might do this, just like Luo Ying really came back to take revenge, or God knows where to kill Cheng Biting Jin.

With this in mind, Zhang Yao pressed a button on the edge of the bathtub and then repeated the pop-up display to send an email to the group where he and the Butcher occasionally took on assignments, asking them to send the most elite investigators of the ability events.

After the email was successfully sent, Zhang Yao's mood calmed down a lot, and anticipation began to gradually replace negative emotions, just because that organization was almost omnipotent in Zhang Yao's heart.

He began to drink the liquor in the bottle slowly, and at the same time began to consider whether to leave for a while, leaving Luo Ying's affairs to the organization to solve, and he went on vacation to a city far away from blood.

Thinking about it, he slept in alcohol and warm water, expecting the future, and he didn't worry about drowning, because his custom-made bathtub would drain the water level to a level where there would never be a drowning incident after a certain amount of time.

But before he slept long, he struggled in the bathtub because of nightmares, and said something vaguely, which made Zhang Ye, who was standing next to the bathtub, raise his eyebrows with some curiosity, and Zhang Yao suddenly got up at the same time, gasping violently and looking at the rippling water.

He suddenly smiled a little self-deprecatingly, but it was not because he found Zhang Ye, who was incarnated as Luo Ying, but because he was used to waking up in nightmares.

However, he didn't find Zhang Ye, but Zhang Ye didn't want to wait any longer, so he asked in Luo Ying's voice: "Entangled in your past, do you want to erase them?" ”

Zhang Yao was stunned when he heard this, and then quickly grabbed the pistol hidden outside the bathtub, and then pointed the muzzle of the gun at Zhang Ye while shouting and asking.

But his anger vanished in an instant.

He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and his hand with the gun trembled uncontrollably.

Looking at Zhang Yao's trembling pupils, Zhang Ye reached out and grabbed his neck, and the latter not only couldn't detect him before, but was completely unable to mobilize the abilities in his body.

It's like facing the mountain that is falling towards him, but Zhang Ye just stretched out his hand.

Zhang Ye grabbed Zhang Yao's neck, lifted the struggling Zhang Yao above his head, and gradually exerted force in his hand, making Zhang Yao feel the approach of death little by little, just like the butcher.

It was a feeling they were very familiar with, because they lived with death, but when death came to the death brought by them, especially Luo Ying, they were like frightened children.

Zhang Yao, who couldn't breathe, decided that the person in front of him must be Luo Ying who came to ask for his life, not only because of his appearance and hatred, but also because of the irresistible force like in the movie.

Remorse came to his heart in the moment before he died, so the expression on Zhang Yao's face when he died was remorse, not the horror of a butcher.

Seeing the person in front of him fall into the water again but forever, Zhang Ye turned back to his own appearance and turned around and left the bathroom, he didn't ask Zhang Yao any questions, and he just found a reason to break away from Xiaobai before, so as not to let her see too much death.

However, not asking does not mean not investigating, Zhang Ye stood still in the living room and scanned all electronic devices and paper files with his mental power, most of which recorded some tasks and execution processes, as well as information related to goals, and so on.

Although those materials have a high level of encryption, and even a considerable part of them are aimed at abilities, they can't stop Zhang Ye's strong telekinesis.

The strange thing is that Zhang Ye found a lot of information, but only Luo Ying was not found, it is said that it happened more than ten hours ago, and it will not be deleted, because even the information from a few years ago is still saved.

Let's not talk about why Zhang Yao kept the photos of those dead bodies, etc., just talking about Luo Ying's information, what did she know that would make people torture her so cruelly, and then erase the traces so cleanly?

Zhang Ye, who was thinking like this, did not stop telepathy, so he found out that Zhang Yao had sent an email before he died, although Zhang Ye had no way of knowing the content of the email for a while, but he could trace the recipient of the email.

Zhang Ye, who made a decision in his heart, immediately focused his attention on the electronic device attached to the bathtub, so as to speed up the tracking of the whereabouts of the email and quickly got the answer.

"O capital, I will definitely not return empty-handed." Zhang Ye said in a low voice with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Ye flew out of the balcony window and disappeared into the night in an instant. (To be continued.) )