At 4:00 a.m., the gas phase of the city above.

Anchor Su Xunzhi drank a cup of coffee, frowned, and couldn't hide his disgust. A mobile phone rang suddenly, he rubbed his eyebrows, put on his gold-rimmed glasses again, and connected the phone, "Finally appeared?" ”

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what he said, and his face showed a hint of playfulness, "Who can be as busy as your boss Li?" ”

The surname is Li, and the person on the other end of the phone is Li Zheng.

On the street in the early morning, Li Zheng was under the street lamp, with one hand uncovering his coat and inserting it in his trouser pocket, and holding a phone in the other. On the ear that listens to the call, the silver ear bone clip is in the shape of a leaf.

"Say it quickly." He was a little impatient.

"There is something different in the city tonight, and the human factor is too obvious. I know you don't want to enter the gas phase, hate the rules and constraints, and don't force you, but when the patients in the three hospitals absconded that day, you were there, did you find anything abnormal? ”

"Haven't caught anyone yet?"

Su Xunzhi's tone was slightly cold, "Yes, not yet." ”

Li Zheng's gaze swept over the patrol cars speeding by on the street and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Su Weizhi explained the situation tonight in detail, "...... There are traces of man-made in many places, the lines have been cut, the electric switches have been pulled, everything is there. At present, several people are missing, and I am afraid that they have fallen into the cracks. ”

Li Zheng keenly captured one of the familiar place names, "Pu Box Lane? ”

Su Xunzhi: "You know? ”

Li Zheng didn't answer immediately, he looked at Que Ge, who was squatting aside and playing with his mobile phone, and asked, "Can you contact Yan Yueming?" ”

Que Ge looked up suspiciously, "I can get in touch, I'm chatting with them in the group now." The junior brother is also very well-behaved, staying at home alone and not running around. ”

Hearing this, Li Zheng didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand towards Que Ge. Que Ge honestly handed over his mobile phone, and saw Li Zheng flip through the chat history.

She realized that this group had never told Li Zheng at all, and she had complained about him with Wen Renjing in the group, and she was in a hurry. I want to take it back, but I don't dare, I scratch my heart and liver.

Li Zheng didn't care at all, and after reading the chat history, he quickly switched to the dialog box and sent a message out.

Queen: @百变小明, don't forget what your senior asked you to bring tomorrow.

Changeable Xiao Ming: Good [Flower .jpg]

Li Zheng: "Something happened to him. ”

Que Ge: "What?! ”

Li Zheng: "I didn't let him bring anything at all, and besides, he didn't behave right before and after, and imitated very deliberately, not like the same person." ”

Que Ge wondered why she didn't see it, but now was not the time to think about it. How could something happen to her elementary school brother? She is such a big freshly baked junior brother, how could something happen to her?

"And who's talking to us now?" Que Ge suddenly felt a little creepy.

"People who pretend to be gods." Li Zheng's eyes were cold, he threw the phone back to Que Ge, and said, "Let's go, go to Pu Box." ”

On the other side, inside House 9, Yan Yueming entered the only guest room.

The rooms are on the ground floor. The reason why Yan Yueming was sure that it was a guest room was because there were three bedrooms in the whole house. There are two rooms on the second floor, a master bedroom, and one is locked and cannot be opened, and the only thing left is the room on the first floor. There are all kinds of toiletries and bedding neatly laid out, but there are no traces of any use, and it looks like it was prepared for guests.

However, Yan Yueming still had a wound on her head, she couldn't lie flat, and she was afraid of soiling the bed, or because she couldn't run away when she was in danger, so she didn't sleep on the bed, but shrunk down on the single sofa in the room to rest.

Tonight is really thrilling, he didn't sleep until nearly ten o'clock, and he was forcibly woken up at twelve o'clock, and he has been tossed until now, frightened, and knocked on a stick. Until now, my spirit is no longer good, and my eyelids are falling.

In this strange world, it's not okay to sleep well. If you don't sleep well, your spirit is not good, your brain is a mess, how can you resist the erosion of world consciousness?

So even though she knew that this place was dangerous, Yan Yueming still had to sleep, wrapped in a knitted blanket, holding a monocular in her hand, and forcing herself to sleep in a defensive posture.

He fell asleep in a daze, as if lying on a boat, swaying with the waves. This feeling is amazing, a little dizzy, but I can't wake up, like a dream but not a dream, like waking up but not waking up.

The dream was dark, and the water was dark. The canopy was like a big black blanket, and he was a little out of breath. In a trance, he saw flowers blooming on the water.

Such a big, beautiful flower, full of flowers, like a hydrangea.

As if enchanted, he reached for it and grabbed the branch of the hydrangea under the water. But the branch was hard, not soft at all, so he looked curiously on his stomach and found that it was a white human bone. In the next second, the human bones were on fire again, and the whole flower was burned to ashes by the burst of fire.

Yan Yueming was frightened awake alive and broke out in a cold sweat.

Glancing at the time, it's 6:37 a.m.

It had only been two and a half hours of sleep, but Yan Yueming didn't plan to sleep anymore, he was afraid that he would continue to return to that dream. With a sigh of relief, he got up and walked to the bathroom at the end of the corridor on the first floor, intending to sober himself up with a cold shower.

The bathroom is not big, but the wet and dry are separated. There are red cups on the sink, so bright red that people quickly look away when they see it, not to mention the mirror above the sink, and they don't dare to look at it at all.

Yan Yueming lowered his head and wanted to retreat, but he had already stepped forward with one foot, and he was in a dilemma. After a pause of two seconds, he took a deep breath, walked forward, kept his head down, and leaned over to splash water on his face.

The water was untechnical, and some even splashed into the neckline, but it was so cold that it made him feel refreshed at once, shivered, wiped his face, turned around, took a step, closed the door, and did it all in one go.

After completely sobering up, the first thing Yan Yueming did was to take the telescope to re-observe the situation outside. Well, it was still early in the morning, foggy, almost no different from before he fell asleep.

Everything seems to be truly still.

So if a person is trapped here and can't get out, won't he go crazy after a long time?

He was tempted to shout "Is there anyone?" outside, but he held back and walked to the stairwell to the window at the back of the house to continue investigating.

Looking out of the window, there is a place similar to the garden behind the house, and there is also a lawn, and the lawn extends out of it is a winding river, and beyond the small river is a small forest, and it is impossible to see it further away.

From a distance, Yan Yueming seemed to see a small bridge in the north, spanning the river.

If the back of the house on the singular side is a small river and a small forest, then what about the double number?

Where does the asphalt road outside the house lead?

The senior said that the gap is through, and if he leaves from here, will he be able to find an exit and return to the normal world? No, Yan Yueming shook her head, forcing herself to throw out this bold and risky idea.

The senior also said that if this happens, just let him stay where he is.

He wants to listen to his seniors.

But who will come to his rescue?

"Goo." The stomach barked. Yan Yueming sat down against the corner of the wall, took out the compressed biscuits in her pocket, and ate them with tears in her eyes. It's really terrible here, it's just him, and there isn't even a single big cockroach that is a specialty of the city above.

Perhaps the heavens finally heard his call, and suddenly there was a rustling sound outside. Yan Yueming's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly stopped all her movements and kept silent.

A faint voice of voice wafted from the window.

"Strange, I hear a voice here...... Did I hear me wrong? My head, my head...... Ah, there's a little guy dancing in my head, huh, hea......"

The people outside the window had broken thoughts, and Yan Yueming in the window didn't dare to move.

“…… How did I end up here? Ah, yes, I can't let them find out, I can't let them find out, I'm going to hide, shhh, I've got to hide......"

The sound of rustling came again, and the man seemed to have come to the base of the wall, and the sound of footsteps was heard along the base of the wall. Yan Yueming was separated from him by a wall, and when she heard the whispering that seemed like a mental illness, she felt that it was not good.

In general, there are three reasons for this, intoxication, psychosis, and foul play.

Most likely, the third. Entering the gap itself was a foul act, and before she was knocked unconscious, Yan Yueming already had the feeling of being targeted by the world consciousness. But being targeted is only the beginning, and there is still a certain distance from cognitive errors and mental disorders to the end of being completely lost, and if you talk nonsense like the person outside the wall, you must have been affected a lot.

Did he come in early? Or how many rules did you break before you came in?

Yan Yueming listened to the footsteps gradually moving away, and couldn't help but go out to take a look, only to find that it was an unkempt man. Because it is the back, I can't tell the age, but the clothes are ragged, the back is bent, and I live like a beggar.

He reached for the 11th building next door, which was unlit and had that strange Ω sign.

Who the hell is this person?

Who is he afraid of being discovered?

Who are they?

Is there a third person here?

At this moment, a whistle suddenly sounded on the asphalt road outside, which made Yan Yueming feel excited. He hurriedly ran back into the living room, quietly lifted the corner of the curtain, and poked out with a telescope.

I saw a small red car driving over the asphalt outside, and it was driving very slowly, even slower than walking. The driver was an adult man in a jacket, and in the back seat was a woman with long curly hair holding a little girl of five or six years old.

Very typical family of three. Yan Yueming looked at the license plate number again.

【On E6X33T】

It is the license plate of the castle above.

Yan Yueming immediately remembered the fourth article in "Today's Meteorology":

[There is no Xiangshan North Road in the city, and when you see the street sign, you immediately turn around. 】

So they also strayed?

Yan Yueming leaned her back against the wall, forcing herself to calm down and analyze the current situation. The senior said that the gap is through, and this family of three appeared here by car, and it is very likely that they came from Xiangshan North Road. They had a car, so they didn't stay still, and after a period of time, they arrived at Yan Yueming.

But isn't that something wrong tonight?

Yan Yueming remembered the hand that lit the candle when she was in Pu Box, and the stuffy stick she was knocked on. It's clear that someone is deliberately making trouble, and the world consciousness will never do such a thing as a stuffy stick, it's still a bit forced.

It's been quiet in the past two years, and I haven't heard that so many people will fall into the cracks at the same time overnight?

Thinking of this, Yan Yueming continued to observe, and saw that the red car slowly stopped on the side of the road. It was about the time he saw a house with lights on the side of the road, and the man got out of the car and went to explore the way.

Because the side of the road was still a certain distance from the door, he probably didn't see the entry and exit instructions on the porch No. 9, so the car drove directly over and stopped at No. 5, which was also lit on.

Yan Yueming hasn't been to see it on the 5th, so she doesn't know what the situation is. He could only watch from a distance, and found that the man was cautious enough, and even the woman in the car had changed to the driver's seat, and the little girl was in the passenger seat. The car did not turn off, and it was in a posture that could run away at any time.

Everyone was very cautious, which made Yan Yueming feel at ease.

The man walked up to Gate 5 and looked carefully left and right, but didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He looked around the window again, but found nothing.

After a few moments, he walked back to the door, took a deep breath, and decided to knock.

"Tuk, tuk, anyone?" According to years of experience, knocking three times and two long and one short, or two short and one long, are all relatively easy ways to knock on the door, so men choose two decent ones.

He nervously waited for an answer, and the people in the car were equally nervous with Yan Yueming. He was trying to figure out whether he was going to stop them and team up with the men if they didn't get a response and weren't ready to enter the door.

These three people look normal, if they are good people, then Yan Yueming can also have a companion. But if your guess is wrong, then you will be with a few strangers who suddenly appear, and the consequences will be ......

Yan Yueming was unsure, he stared at it, trying to find any clues to support his decision. And at this moment, when the man was slow to get an answer, he knocked on the door again—

"Tuk." The knock on the door fell, and the gunshot rang out, "Bang! ”

A bullet burst through the wind, piercing the man's arm when he knocked on the door. Although Yan Yueming didn't know if the bone was broken, he used a telescope, and all the details were magnified in his eyes.

The pierced flesh and the flowing blood seemed to have crossed the limit of distance and hit him in the face.

In an instant, his face turned pale, and the man's screams were finally heard. Like a demon killing people, cutting people's nerves with a blunt knife in a dead silence.

The man covered his wounds and fled in a hurry. The woman in the car hurriedly helped him open the car door, and when the man got into the car, "Bang!" The door slammed shut, and the red car was gone.

This whole process lasted for about ten seconds, and when Yan Yueming looked again, the car had already driven some distance.

Yan Yueming swallowed with difficulty and looked at the ballistic trajectory in the mist. The fog was not completely non-moving, but it was flowing extremely slowly, and it seemed to have barely changed.

The shot of the bullet brought wind, penetrated the mist, leaving a clear trajectory.

According to this trajectory, Yan Yueming pushed back and found that the bullet was fired from the second-floor window of a house across the asphalt road. The house was diagonally opposite number 5 and the house number was 4. The firing point on the second floor is just in time for a panoramic view of Gate 5.

Why?

Is this the rule to kill?

Or do people kill?