"What do you mean? What happened to Officer Jiang? Beside him, Zhang Tinglan's face was still curious.

He shook his head, and said to Zhang Tinglan with what he could say in his heart: "Two things, one: the other party's purpose is to kill you after you come to find my help.

Second, for a long time in the future, you will see and see some things that you cannot understand. ”

He stared at the other party's eyes, staring at her nervously, before he spoke, "I hope you can keep your mouth shut in the future."

Don't tell a third person anything that will happen in the future.

The consequences of this are horrible, terrifying, and even a little bit of information about it is enough to kill you, or someone you love. ”

He finished speaking in one breath, and finally sighed: "Someone has already paid for this, and I don't want you to be the second, understand?" ”

Zhang Tinglan listened, and her reaction was dull for a long time, and when Chen Qing couldn't help but look back at her, she suddenly smiled: "Pull the hook!" ”

"What a hook ......" Before he finished speaking, his fingertips had already been pulled up, touching the girl's soft.

He was stunned for a long time, until his fingertips shook the girl's fingertips for a moment, and then he came back to his senses and jerked his hand back.

"Oh, Xiao Qingzi is tempted."

Bu Zhaozhao looked at the two of them, floating around their heads.

After listening to the words, he raised his head, glanced at the air, and said loudly: "If you are so idle, can you please go around and be on guard?" ”

But he couldn't stop laughing when he heard the steps in his ear, and finally just sighed, and didn't bother to refute.

On his side, Zhang Tinglan's gaze kept looking at the sky, her face was slightly pale, and her heart jumped a few times abruptly.

"You ......" she hesitated and tugged at the corner of Chen Qing's clothes, not much force, but enough to attract the other party's attention.

"What's wrong with me?" He didn't look back.

"You're ...... Who to talk to. ”

Chen Qing was stunned, and his expression was a little puzzled: "Just ...... Definitely not with you. ”

"The problem is that it's just the two of us!" She laughed and laughed, and there was a hint of crying and stunned in her voice.

"Oh......" Chen Qing suddenly smiled: "And the one you can't see." He pointed behind Zhang Tinglan, and his voice was low: "People play with your hair, say hello?" ”

She looked at Chen Qing, stunned, she stiffened, her neck twisted behind her one by one, she had a white face, and spit out a few words from her mouth in a wooden manner: "You...... Hello? ”

She looked back, and a few bean-sized tears had oozed from the corners of her eyes.

……

Half an hour later.

"Just call Sister Zhao scary, right? Just as you can! Just as you can! ”

In the living room, Jiang Wan soothed the girl who was still trembling and scolded sharply, and opposite them, Chen Qing's face was still that lukewarm.

He looked at the tablet in his hand, raised his eyes, and looked into the air with a void gaze: "Be reasonable, be reasonable...... I just asked her to say hello to Sister Zhao.

You have to scold Sister Zhao if you scold. ”

Jiang Wan frowned, twitched the tip of her nose, and lowered her gaze.

People can be her grandmother at any age! Can you really scold?

Looking at the two, Chen Qing knocked down the last word on the screen, raised his head and asked Jiang Wan, "Do you have a clue about the matter I asked you to investigate?" ”

Her face was still a little angry, but she still opened her mouth and said to Chen Qing: "I have investigated the identity information you said, and it is indeed very similar to what you said."

The deceased all have a certain amount of influence on their bodies, taking the first deceased as an example, the other party is an anchor of a local food column, and the channel has a popularity of tens of thousands. ”

"What about the little girl?"

"I can't find it." She shook her head and frowned: "But according to the direction you said, since the incident back then, that villa has been notorious and famous, and I want to meet your request." ”

Chen Qing let out an "um" and focused his eyes on the tablet in front of him.

"Have you sent someone to protect the rest of you?"

"Yes, but I'm afraid it won't work."

Chen Qing raised his eyes and had an answer in his heart: "It's already ...... Dead? ”

"Soon, the third one."

He looked at the screen and dropped a three-and-three in the document.

And at this time, Zhang Tinglan's mood had calmed down a lot, she raised her head, and after listening so much, Zhang Tinglan also heard a little way in her heart.

"That'...... What about me? She looked at the two: "I seem to be ...... It's not famous. ”

Listening to her words, Chen Qing and Jiang Wan's eyes became a little drifting.

"Are you serious?" Opposite the two of them, Chen Qing turned the tablet in his hand.

On the tablet, the web page displayed is the campus forum, and among the top three search volumes of the forum, one is Chen Qing and the other is Zhang Tinglan.

"Go to the campus art party again......" Chen Qing dragged the tab in his hand and flipped back: "I have to do my own social media again." ”

He looked at it and smiled, and shook his head: "The point is that you are still in the same class as me, and you are still ......"

He looked at the photo on Zhang Tinglan's personal media and hesitated for a few seconds: "When did I take a photo with you?" ”

"You volunteered for a gala one year."

"Deleted."

"Don't!"

His face turned a little pale: "Black history...... How could I possibly be a volunteer?! This doesn't make sense! ”

"Your year...... Drawn by lot. She whispered, her expression a little gloomy.

But when she said this, Chen Qing didn't see it.

He was still staring at the screen, and he said "um" in a tone that was sure to be the case.

After about ten seconds, Chen Qing suddenly raised his head.

"It's zero."

He whispered, his gaze becoming much more serious.

They want traffic, and today should be the biggest exposure point.

He looked around, and the identities of the three men were on one side of the scale, and on the other side of the scale, death and greater panic.

"Step by step."

He stood up, and a night wind blew the window open, and the wind was so cold that the night was frighteningly quiet.

He looked out the window by the moonlight and saw that there was no one in the streets, which should not have been.

Even if it's late at night, there should be a few scattered people passing by.

He looked out the window, and Bu Zhaozhao's face was much more serious.

"Someone."

"Jiang Wan?"

She frowned, and after a period of perceiving, she replied to Chen Qing: "It's strange, my perception is not clear, there is a possibility of death, but it is possible that nothing will happen." ”

He nodded, signaling that he already knew.

He took off the pendant on his chest, hid it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Jiang Wan: "After three minutes and fifteen seconds, throw Sister Zhao to me." ”

He whispered, the steps in his eyes gradually fading, and after a long time, after another blink, there was one less figure in the air.

He leaned sideways, looked down from an angle that he couldn't fit in the street, and closed his eyes after remembering everything on the street.

"Gone." He whispered, and faded out of the room the moment he didn't close the window.

It was an afterimage, something that was created when it moved faster than the naked eye could see.

Zhang Tinglan opened her mouth, her face changed back and forth in pale and flushed, she pointed to Chen Qing, and then looked at Jiang Wan's eyes, and after seeing the other party's indifferent gaze, she used her small hand to cover her mouth that had not been closed for a long time.

In the corridor, in the community, in a bush on the street, Chen Qing's figure began to gradually appear.

He turned around, and the road he had come from was quiet, with no dust, no fallen leaves, no rubbish.

He came quietly.

He looked in front of him, and the moment his eyes met the street scene, two images appeared in his mind.

One is looking down from the balcony and the other is looking forward from here.

He looked at the picture in his mind, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough...... They will cover their tracks. And to cover one's tracks is to expose oneself. ”

This is his self-confidence, and he is confident that a person who needs to embark on the path of the extraordinary in this way will not have much background and ability.

So he bet on it first.

And the absence of strong intangible cultural heritage and characteristics means that their camouflage must be one-sided.

It's like they know who they are, they know where they live, they know how many people are in the house.

So they're just going to keep their camouflage in that area.

And when he came to the ground, he saw a picture of shadowy spots of light walking down the street.

Little by little, they moved forward and walked funny.

"So many people?"

He swept his gaze and counted, approaching eight people.

It doesn't make sense.

"There should only be two or three......

He squinted, realizing that something was wrong.

"What ...... am I missing"

He whispered, "Personnel...... Relationship. He narrowed his eyes: "Organization." ”

But this is illogical, a huge organization of extraordinary people will definitely not look down on such a flawed promotion method, let alone today's law and order.

His eyes lit slightly, the silver light of the moonlight on his face, and the real light in his third eye.

He opened the eye, and the scene in his vertical eyes became dim.

The world fell silent, but a few faint bits of light like fireflies shone brightly on the dark curtain.

One is slightly brighter – while two are identical.

He looked down at himself again, the brightest blink of light being the same as the mask in his pocket.

"An E-class non-cultural heritage."

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was at the back of the group.

He hugged the man's shoulders, his hands on his nose and throat, and when he opened his eyes, the large, dense, rash-like compound eyes on his vertical pupils had burst by a seventh.

And the consequence of all this was that the person in his arms trembled all over his body, and blood oozed from his ears and eyes, lying in Chen Qing's arms.

The man wasn't dead, but ...... Maybe almost.

He didn't want to kill people, at least not just ordinary people.

The disadvantages of that are obviously too great.

He cracked his mouth, his fingertips staining the other's face with blood.

"Guess what......"