"Name."

"Ling Qi."

"Age."

“16。”

"Occupation."

"Fix the watch."

"I should be studying at this age, why didn't I go?"

The young man who registered the information leaned on the edge of the chair, and there were still water droplets on his chestnut hair, which should have been freshly washed, and had not had time to dry it, sticking to the sides of his ears, and there was a feeling of pity after falling into the water, but the young man's good-looking face had a lazy expression, and it seemed that he was very sleepy at this time.

"It costs money to study." Ling Qi said: "I have no money, I can only drop out of school to work, I have to find a way to solve the problem of food and clothing, what do you say, sir?" ”

The man who registered the information glanced at him and shook his head, "Okay, you go back and dry your hair, don't get sick." ”

The boy got up from his chair, picked up the coat hanging from the backrest, and said, "Okay, thank you, uncle." ”

The man placed his message in the pile of other messages he had just recorded, and shouted out the door, "Next!" ”

*

Coming out of the community population information registration office, the teenager took out the mobile phone in his pocket, flipped to the string of numbers in Note 11, turned on the signal transfer, and called again.

Signal transfer is a switching device placed in the mobile phone, which can modify the real signal receiving and sending and provide a false area.

In this way, even if an outsider locks the location of both parties through a mobile phone call, they will only get a fake address.

Soon, the call was answered.

The sound of a girl chewing something came from there: "Hey, what's the matter?" ”

Ling Qi said: "The experimental hunter stronghold in City C has completely become the garrison of the occult forces, and the captain here has collected information on the permanent population of City C. ”

Jingshu: "......"

She muttered in a low voice, "The ghost of Nyima is not gone." ”

Then he said, "Is it safe for you to be there now?" ”

Ling Qi replied: "It's safe, there is the sixteenth, you can change your face at any time." ”

"That's good." Jing Shu said: "Be careful yourself, if you can't stay in the city, come to the countryside to find me." ”

The young man smiled: "Okay." I sent something new over, so remember to check it out. ”

"What is it?" Jing Shu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Ling Qi said: "Death shield artifact." ”

Jingshu: "......"

Sounds like a bit powerful.

*

Hanging up the phone, Jingshu threw the phone back on the bed.

But soon picked it up again, plugged in the headphones, and opened a video hanging on the hot search.

It's been another week since the attack on the International Regional Conference, and the talk about occult forces, paranormal people, and monsters is still burning out loud in the community.

It's all these things everywhere on the Internet.

That's not a good sign.

Moreover, judging from the laboratory's request to various regions of the mainland to be stationed in the supernatural forces, they have begun to win the hearts of people around the world, it seems, and they are still a little eager?

The organization has not moved, but it is much more abnormal.

Or rather, what kind of big move are they holding back?

Jing Shu sat up, opened the door with his clothes and walked out, and met Fu Yi, who had just finished taking a shower and blowing his hair and went upstairs.

The boy's skin had been washed away by the hot water, and the original white to sickly color finally had a hint of ruddy at this time, and it was a little more normal. The dark blue plaid pajamas were worn on him, which looked a little well-behaved.

"Are you going to take a shower?" Fu Yi glanced at the pajamas she was holding.

Jing Shu nodded: "Yes, I cut the pigweed all afternoon this afternoon, and I was tired and sweating." ”

She walked past the teenager, "Go to sleep, staying up late is not good for your health." ”

However, as soon as he rubbed shoulders with the young man, Jing Shu's wrist was held by a white hand.

"Sister." Fu Yi turned around and looked at her quietly with dark pupils, "I just took a shower and watched the news with my mobile phone." You have read the recent information on the Internet. ”

Jingshu sneered when he heard this, "Yes, yes, but that's the matter of the district mayor and their government, and it has nothing to do with us." What do you do with so much? ”

Fu lowered his eyes, his voice was small, and said, "It's nothing." It's just, I'm a little scared. ”

"Scared?" Jing Shu thought it was funny, "Why did you suddenly say something like this?" ”

"Afraid of supernatural forces or afraid of monsters?"

The boy did not answer.

He looked at her, in the dark and deep pupils, there were complex emotions that Jing Shu couldn't understand, and his handsome and fair face was full of seriousness and a trace of hope.

"Sister, can I trust you all the time?"

Jing Shu was a little confused by this question, she leaned closer and looked at his eyes carefully, frowned, and said, "Why do you feel weird tonight?" ”

The corners of Fu Yi's mouth hooked slightly, shook his head and smiled, and then squinted his eyes, his voice dyed with some coquettishness, "Maybe it's too boring to stay at home, sister will take me to the town tomorrow." I wanted to go out and hang out, but I haven't been out since the summer vacation. ”

Jing Shu said: "You want to go out? Wouldn't it be nice to be at home? Now it's so hot in summer, and I'm going out to be a dog. ”

"But I really want to get out." Fu Yidao: "With you, two people, go out for a walk." ”

Jingshu: "......"

She finally nodded, her tone helpless and irritable: "Okay, okay, let's go to the town tomorrow, and go in the afternoon, you can go to the small park there to play." ”

With that, she turned and walked down the stairs towards the bathroom.

The young man who was still standing at the top of the stairs looked at the steps where her back disappeared, but there was a faint dark color in his lowered eyes.

The mobile phone in my hand was checking the news just now when I saw a video.

It was a video of the leader of the occult forces, UFO, being interviewed at the last conference hall attack.

And behind the leader, stood a young man.

A teenager wearing sunglasses and a blue trench coat.

He recognized it at a glance.

Photos in Jingshu's room, as well as photos of the screen of the previous mobile phone.

It's the same person.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

Fu Yi opened the door of the room and walked in, but it was not his own room.

He walked over to Jing Shu's desk, opened the drawer, and took out the photo he had seen twice.

And this time, the boy didn't just focus on the two protagonists.

Pitch-black pupils wander around the room in the photograph.

The children's room, scattered toys and magazines, and maybe some other clues.

When his gaze wandered to the wall again, the young man was slightly stunned, and then, the delicate and well-behaved little face finally showed a clear smile.

He chuckled and put the picture back in its place, but there was a slight flash of mixed emotions in his eyes.

He finally saw the faint, subtle words on the walls, which had never been noticed before.

- Rooms 11 and 12.

*

Jing Shu came out of the shower, his hair was wet, threw his dirty clothes into the laundry basket, and hung his washed trousers on the drying rack in the yard.

The towel was casually put around his neck, and while wiping it, he looked into the room, opened the door, but at a glance, he found that the young man who was supposed to sleep in the next room was standing next to his bed with a hair dryer, as if he expected that he would not be able to dry his hair, so he deliberately waited here.

Jingshu: "......"

Okay.

She sat down at the desk, let the young man behind her blow her hair with a smile, and began to play the game again with her phone in her arms.

The sound of the hair dryer was so loud that they couldn't hear it even if they wanted to speak, so the two didn't say anything.

By the time the hair is blow-dry, the game is almost over.

Jingshu stood up and was about to go back to bed to lie down, when he saw that the young man who had put the hair dryer in place also followed him into the bed.