With the warm light on his face, Takamei sat up from the bed in the intensive care unit.

There were all kinds of medical equipment piled up in the ward that he didn't know, and the corridor outside the door was guarded so that not even a single mosquito could fly in.

"You're in terrible physical condition, there are dozens of wounds, large and small, and they all cleverly avoid your vital point. But now the most important thing is that there is an irreversible lesion in your internal organs, and we have tried all kinds of ways to help you delay the arrival of death. ”

Doctors and nurses are on call 24 hours a day, and they usually stay in the room next to Gao Ming.

"Where is this?"

"The Eastern District Investigation Bureau's hospital is dedicated to treating investigators and security personnel injured in anomalous events." The doctor pressed the pager next to the bed, and a few minutes later, Chen Yuntian and several other high-ranking officials of the investigation bureau entered the ward.

The doctors and nurses around left the ward with great interest and closed the door as they left.

"The results of the investigation into the abnormal incident in the Surabaya apartment have come out, and you should take the first credit, but I hope you can keep it secret about Situ An." Chen Yuntian sat beside Gao Ming: "The vitality of the Investigation Bureau is greatly damaged, if the ordinary investigators know that they have been used by Situ An, they may be cold, and we can't withstand the internal friction." ”

"You can tell us if you have any needs, and we will try our best to meet all your requirements during the last period of your life." The new director of the Eastern District has not yet been elected, and the Eastern District Investigation Bureau is temporarily supervised by people from the Hanhai Investigation Bureau, and now it is one of the heads of the Investigation Bureau who speaks.

"How long will I live?" Gao Ming looked at his arm, those horrible wounds had all been healed, but the black letters that could be drilled out of the wounds remained on his skin forever, ugly, terrifying, like a curse.

"Three days." Chen Yuntian was a little painful, he was recruited into the Investigation Bureau by Gao Ming, but now he can't do anything.

"The mystery researchers in Xinhu may come over in the afternoon, and they want to test something on you, if you allow it......" The head of the General Administration put a document in front of Gao Ming: "Everything is according to your wishes." ”

Without touching the document, Gao Ming looked out the window: "I want to go to a place to see, I hope you don't stop it." ”

"Okay, you can go wherever you want, your stuff is on the hospital bed next to you." Several of the Bureau's top brass said a few more words and left.

Only Gao Ming himself was left in the ward, and he looked out the window at the eastern area of Hanhai.

This is the most prosperous area of Hanhai, with high-rise buildings, neon lights, and traffic on the road never stopping, but none of this seems to have anything to do with him.

Picked up the backpack on the hospital bed next to him, and looked at the posthumous photos, the investigation bureau should have studied them all, and the posthumous photos may not be a secret in the future.

Turning on the phone, Gao Ming felt that his phone should be being monitored, but he didn't care and dialed home directly.

Looking at the photos full of parents, the family in the photo did not look back this time, it seemed to be just an ordinary photo, but the cracks in the photo were a little dazzling.

"No answer......

Hung up the phone, Gao Ming stared blankly at his phone, there were more than a dozen missed calls in his phone, and during the time he was unconscious, he was also pulled into several group chats.

Swiping the screen of the mobile phone, the high school classmates formed a new group, and everyone had long been preparing to hold a class reunion, only to be postponed because of the heavy rain.

Now that the rain has passed, the classmates who have not seen each other for a long time are greeting each other in the group, discussing each other's lives and chatting about their former youth.

Some of them became doctors, some got married, some became teachers, and each of them had their own life.

The gap between people is indeed bigger than that between people and ghosts, and the unevenness of reality falls on Gao Ming. He didn't pay attention to the rapidly increasing number of group chats, and there were many things that could not be changed between him and his classmates, not only through the phone screen.

Click on the missed call, it was an unfamiliar number, and the other party made more than a dozen calls in a row, but Gao Ming had no idea of calling back now.

If the doctor's diagnosis is correct, he should only have three days left.

The phone vibrates, and a classmate in the class group initiates a private chat with Gao Ming.

Liu Yi: "Gao Ming, I want to meet you alone." ”

Liu Yi: "I've played your game, and a lot of strange things have started to happen. ”

He didn't look at his phone at all, he threw it on the hospital bed casually, and he put on the clothes sent by the Investigation Bureau.

The body injury was too severe, and as long as he moved, the wound would be touched, and the severe pain would make blood soak under the bandage.

The phone was vibrating, Gao Ming had turned around, and in the last period of his life, he had a place he had to go.

"The further I dragged it back, the worse my body became, the wound on my abdomen wouldn't heal, and my heart was beating hard."

Ever since he woke up, it had been as if a thought had been urging him into the tunnel, and he himself was full of curiosity about it.

Walking out of the ward, Gao Ming, accompanied by the security personnel of the Investigation Bureau, left the hospital.

He got into the special car of the Investigation Bureau and went straight to the tunnel at the junction of the three cities.

If he didn't go to that tunnel again, he would probably die.

The scenery outside the car window was rapidly receding, and Takami clasped his hands together, and he did not feel pain or panic when he heard that he had only three days to live.

He didn't think about death in his head, he was just thinking about the question: "If I die, will there be the next person to succeed me and be chosen by the shadow world?" ”

The road to the tunnel is very long, and Gao Ming has never felt that time is so slow, maybe this is also a kind of retention from the world.

Towards dark, the investigation bureau's car delivered Gao Ming to the place, and several security personnel stepped out of the car.

"You're going to go in with me?" Gao Ming stood at the entrance of the tunnel, the tunnel of the black hole was like a sea monster with its mouth open, and there were too many unknowns hidden in the deep darkness.

"I also hope you can understand that the tunnel is not open to traffic for the time being, and we are worried that you will be in danger." The security guard followed closely behind Gao Ming: "We won't disturb you, let alone interfere with you." ”

"Whatever you want."

Carrying his bag, Gao Ming slowly walked forward, he didn't walk fast, but the security guards behind him didn't seem to be able to keep up with him.

"The temperature is starting to drop."

Exhaling a cool breath, Gao Ming slowed down, his hand touching the tunnel wall, recalling his encounter on the night of the Midyear Festival.

When he left the tunnel and was rescued by Xuan Wen, he forgot something very crucial, and Xuan Wen said that he had seen too terrifying scenes, so the brain forced him to lose his memory in order to protect himself.

Later, the flesh fairy wanted to see his desire clearly, which occupied his eyes and heart, and at that moment, with the help of the flesh fairy's power, he finally saw a partially forgotten picture.

"It's almost there, it looks like it's just ahead."

The sun had set, the night had fallen, there was no light in the tunnel, there was no exit in sight.

Droplets of water fell on his sleeves, and a voice in his head kept telling him to move forward, as if he was destined to return to the tunnel again.

"It's a strange feeling, who's calling me?"

He didn't know how long he had walked, and normally he should have walked out of the tunnel, but it was still pitch black ahead.

All roads have their own ends, unless the road does not lead to the future.

Gao Ming turned his head, the footsteps behind him had long since disappeared, and the security personnel who had followed him in had disappeared at some point.

There was only one person left in front and behind, but Takamei didn't feel scared at all, he seemed to be used to it.

The voice in his head became clearer and clearer, and Gao Ming closed his remaining eyes, he let down all his guards, and followed the guidance of the voice wholeheartedly, moving forward in the darkness.

The road under his feet was no longer smooth, and he faintly heard more sounds.

Continuing forward, Gao Ming suddenly felt a drop of water touch his palm.

True, the droplets do not fall from a height, they seem to rise from the ground.

His fingers pressed against the wall, waving slowly, the touch of flesh and blood came from his fingertips, as if he had touched a human face.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the walls of the tunnel were full of corpses, and all the faces were his own tragic death!