By 10 o'clock in the morning, a map of the city with a circle of contour lines had appeared on the screen, and the middle of the area was represented by a vigilant bright transparent red, which started from Yuegui Road, ended at Huikang Street, extended to the industrial park in the west of the city on the left, and stopped at the Chunyu community in Hedong District on the right. If you look closely, you can see that the steamed bun shop of Fan Caobao mentioned by Wen Yi is in the middle of that area!

Then, the computer prompted the mechanical one: "The analysis is complete. ”

The highlighted red warning area should be highly valued, and the function of the otaku team should be played as soon as possible to report the results to the SWAT team. And in fact, the analysts of Min Hua's police team do not have the idea of cutting into the case from a supernatural perspective like Yang Yi, and the SWAT team with this kind of thinking does not have such excellent analytical and processing talents as the peak trio, and both parties are still groping halfway, if they can receive such information, it is really as timely as rain.

But both of the otaku were too tired, and the red-highlighted areas could only flicker there in vain, as bloody as what would happen next——

At half past ten, Yang Zhonghua got up. As a kind of special warfare soldier, it is rare for him to get up so late. The reason is that I had a big quarrel with my wife last night because of Xiao Yangjia's affairs, and it was difficult to fall asleep when I was depressed, so I got up so late because I was physically and mentally exhausted.

After getting up, he continued to look for Yang Yi, and after another day of searching to no avail, Yang Zhonghua took Yang Jia back to the hotel.

I stepped through the door and my phone rang. Yang Zhonghua looked at his phone, got up and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Not surprisingly, he quarreled with his wife on the phone for Yang Jia's whereabouts, Yang Zhonghua has been trying to restrain his temper, but it is obvious that his wife has no scruples in this regard.

An hour later, after the end of this uncomfortable and disappointing family battle, it was already half past nine in the evening, and when he returned to his room from the balcony, Yang Zhonghua instinctively looked at Yang Jia for the first time. When he found that his son was obediently playing with his own Transformers toys on the bed next to him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and re-relaxed his eyes and watched his son play.

After looking at his son for a while, Yang Zhonghua hesitated for a while before asking Yang Jia: "Son, your mother asked us to go back to Xitan, I don't want to go back before I find Yang Yi." You want to listen to your mother. Or do you want to listen to your father?"

Yang Jia stopped his movements and tilted his head and thought for a long time. The dim light outside the window shone on his sparse white hair, making the child increasingly vulnerable.

After thinking for a long time, Yang Jia said: "I don't know what to do. ”

Yang Zhonghua couldn't help but laugh when he heard it, too, to ask a child about this topic. It's too child's play. I took off my coat at the moment. Dressed in the hotel's yukata and walking to the bathroom.

Behind him. Yang Jia asked in a low voice, "Dad, did you quarrel with your mother yesterday?"

Yang Zhonghua paused and didn't look back. "Did you hear it in the house?"

"Well, I can hear you smashing the ashtray. What did Mom say to make you so angry?"

Yes, why was he so angry at that time? Was he angry that he couldn't do anything about Yang Jia's condition, or was he angry that he couldn't find Yang Yi's irritability, or his wife's incomprehension of his departure from Qijiang to seek treatment, or his wife's fear of Yang Jia's supernatural appearance? Perhaps, the great changes in his life are impacting his married life, he is trying to run for the family and children, and his wife can't support him like before for anything? She is his wife, shouldn't husband and wife be together through thick and thin, hand in hand to face difficulties? Why did she give up so easily, crying and begging herself to take Yang Jia back to Xitan, thinking that the two husbands and wives would just keep the rest of the time with their children?

What is the child's remaining time? He will never accept this! Probably this is what makes him angry.

"It's okay, usually your mother and I quarrel sometimes. ”

Yang Jia glared and looked at his father innocently: "What are you talking about? You are your father, she is your mother, what is the family arguing about? Shouldn't father and mother always love each other like they played on TV?"

Yang Zhonghua smiled bitterly, unable to explain the complexity of life to such a young child, so he had to say: "Son, the life of an adult ...... It's complicated, and there's always too much to do that doesn't go the way you think. Well, when you're older, Dad will tell you about it, okay?"

Yang Jia was as well-behaved as ever, and nodded after hearing it and stopped asking.

Yang Zhonghua breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the bathroom.

Only halfway through the wash, the water temperature became cold, and the impact on the body like ice water made people's pores shrink sharply. The fluorescent lamp overhead began to flicker strangely, turning on and off to set off the shadows in the entire bathroom, making people feel at first glance: I am not the only one in the room!

Yang Zhonghua suddenly felt terrified, his skin tightened, and his muscles tensed to concentrate. After waiting for a long time and seeing no other reaction, Yang Zhonghua opened his mouth and let out a gentle breath, watching them form a spew-like white mist in the air, and said in his heart: Here it is again!

No matter how many times they have experienced it, normal people will still instinctively fear when they encounter such supernatural things. But after a short period of fear, Yang Zhonghua became angry again, ripped off the towel and wrapped it around his waist, and said angrily: "Ganlin, is it you?"

The fluorescent lamp flashed rhythmically three times, so it was indeed Ganlin who appeared. When this Yang Shenhua didn't know how to correctly classify the things he classified, the atmosphere was as hairy as ever.

Yang Zhonghua walked out from behind the curtain and said angrily: "Can you not engage in these cutscenes, it is really scary to fuck up, even Lao Tzu is afraid! Also, when can you show up normally? I don't want to talk to a cloud of air all the time!"

Counting the days, it has been a while since I confirmed that the new ghost Gan Lin was always hanging around him. Even with the extraordinary psychological quality of a special soldier, encountering this kind of thing that can completely overturn a person's perception of the entire world, it still took Yang Zhonghua a while to accept Gan Lin's existence.

And if you accept it, you will have new expectations in your heart. Since then, Yang Zhonghua has been looking forward to sitting face to face with Gan Lin. Talk about many things, such as their former comradeship, and what the world is like after death, how is he doing now? Another example is that he can also ask Gan Lin to do some things for him, such as letting him go to find Yang Yi through Gan Lin's fluttering and leisurely traits.

As a result, it was difficult for Gan Lin's idiot to even gather his body because of his ability, and he finally managed to save up enough strength to appear a strange phenomenon that was full of gloom, and the surrounding environment was like a cemetery, and he couldn't even see a shadow himself. Oh, no. In fact, Yang Zhonghua has seen him once since the bank robbery. What I saw in the mirror, I was leaning against myself and smirking, but there was nothing from the waist down, only the top half. Nima's! Chance glance at the mirror to see half of the body that shouldn't exist floating next to him. Yang Zhonghua was almost scared to pee at that time. All the rigorous training that you have experienced as a special forces soldier is useless! A special force is good at dealing with living people. Not good at dealing with the existence of Ganlin......

From that time on, Yang Zhonghua had more thoughts about Gan Lin that he could catch his spirit body and beat him up!

Like now. After being frightened, Yang Zhonghua especially wanted to beat him. Mom, why do you always like to run to the bathroom to be scary, does this guy have a voyeuristic fetish? Or is it true that there is a lot of water vapor and negative energy in a place like the bathroom, which always attracts him out?

Yang Zhonghua didn't know how innocent Gan Lin's expression was, it wasn't that he wanted to do this, but that he had become another level of things, and when he appeared in the real world, it would inevitably lead to the collapse of normal space and cause the turbulence of energy, which would cause these strange phenomena, which was not what he wanted...... So he also wants to beat his former captain, Lao Tzu has already hung up, can't you be polite? If it weren't for the inseparable friendship with you and Yang Jia, according to your stinky temper, who would love to stay by your side?

Thinking of this, Gan Lin angrily condensed the little strength that appeared in the real world, and tried to leave traces on the bathroom mirror covered with a layer of fog.

"! Again, it's scary to suddenly appear with handwriting, do you know what to do?!I'm exhaling white air, it's cold!So no matter what you're drawing, hurry up and finish it!" Since treating Ganshuang as a comrade-in-arms again, Yang Zhonghua has no scruples at all when he speaks: "What is this ghost painting peach talisman? Like 5 and like S...... What about your elementary school students learning to write? Well, S...... O...... S...... S.O.S, who to save?" Yang Zhonghua was confused, and suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground from the other side of the room.

"Yang Jia!" Yang Zhonghua slammed open the door and rushed out, only to see Yang Jia fall to the ground and jerk sharply, his eyes were wide open, and he flipped into the terrifying appearance of being white and blind.

Yang Zhaohua's scalp exploded suddenly, dragged Yang Jia up and hugged him tightly in his arms, and shouted in panic: "Yang Jia, wake up quickly! Don't be afraid, Dad is by your side! Gan Lin, Gan Lin, get out of here, what's going on?!"

Yang Jia stiffened in Yang Zhonghua's arms, his hands and feet were cold like a puppet, and his two hollow eyes without pupils kept staring at the TV that was not plugged in, as if something was going on on the gray screen.

A few seconds later, Yang Jia's pupilless eyes turned sharply to stare at Yang Zhonghua, and his bruised little mouth spewed like a voice from hell: "Bun shop, Zhang Wen, die! woman, seven, the door is open! It's coming! It's coming!"

Yang Jia kept shouting the last two words, and then suddenly closed his eyes without warning, his small body went limp down, and a line of nosebleeds meandered down his upper lip.

Yang Zhaohua looked at Yang Jia in a daze, only to feel an absolutely real fear rising from the soles of his feet to the vest, making it not only covered with goosebumps, but also covered with cold sweat!

Because he knew that Yang Jia's ability similar to prophecy would never go wrong, as long as he said it in this state, it would definitely happen! But what Yang Jia said before, no matter which time, was not as cold and bloody as the content this time, it was like a heavy dark cloud hanging overhead, and under the dark cloud, there was blood and rain and wind!

The huge panic caused Yang Zhaohua to raise his head and blindly look for Gan Lin's figure, trying to find the correct explanation of Yang Jia's vague words from him, a supernatural being.

It's just that he can't see Gan Lin's current form. And Gan Lin himself didn't care about helping his old comrades-in-arms, his spirit was looking at the direction of the downtown square in a daze, and his fingers subconsciously rubbed the seams of the non-existent military pants - anyone who knew Gan Lin's habits when he was alive knew that once Gan Lin's veteran scouts did this action, it meant that the enemy army was pressing, and the big battle was about to start! (To be continued......

PS: I actually want to write Yang Jia as a little prophet, but I don't know what Lu Dao is for, the more I write, the more deviations become, and when I go back and read it again, I find that Yang Jia's character is like a mourning boy...... Sweat.