Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 18 In the Snow
The third uncle touched the leather jacket again irritably.

Still no smoke.

He hid his embarrassment with a smile.

"What has become of Solar."

He didn't seem to want to answer, and he didn't want to know the answer to this question.

"I was frightened, that was the first time I saw a supernatural phenomenon in the empire."

"Solar didn't seem to recognize me anymore. He stared at me blankly, then bent down to eat the corpse."

"I was dumbfounded at the time... I actually walked up!"

"Haha."

The third uncle licked his lips, and there was only fear in his eyes.

"The one lying on the ground is not a corpse, but a living corpse similar to Solar!"

"You can't tell the difference between two living corpses, do you understand?

I mean, living corpses are all alike, with rotting or dried skin, no nose, shriveled muscles, no pupils in the pupils, only the whites of the eyes..."

The third uncle paused, shook his head slightly, and stopped the description.

"In other words, Solar is eating his own kind."

Uncle San affirmed.

"He became a monster."

He changed his words.

"Just like that little girl... both are monsters, but obviously of a different kind."

The third uncle patted the shoulder of Chen Yan, who had already straightened his eyes.

"You asked me if I knew anything about this zoo."

"I know, of course I know something,
I've been here for ten years, and I've heard countless rumors about Byron Wiss Zoo,
I probably know what's in this zoo. "

He glanced into the depths of the fog.

"And probably know what Byron Weiss does."

The third uncle was a little nervous, and smelled the residual smoke on the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

His fingers were sallow, the color of so many cigarette butts.

The faint smell of cigarettes with the smell of men's sweat stimulated the third uncle's nerves and made him sober.

"But there are some things you can't know, Pu Jiezi, you are just an ordinary person, you shouldn't be exposed to those things."

He repeated emphatically.

"Ordinary people with better luck."

"You have already come into contact with the other side of the empire at a young age, and you will quickly understand that this is what the empire really looks like."

"besides."

Uncle San pointed to a certain location on the side of the bus station.

"Now, all you can do is to call your boss or colleagues and ask him to pick us up."

Chen Yan looked in the direction pointed by the third uncle,

On the right side of the bus station, behind the landing sign, there is a public telephone booth.

The bus stop sign on the ground blocked most of Chen Yan's line of sight, and the blizzard covered the poor corner of the bus stop sign that was out of sight.

How did the third uncle see the public phone booth?

Maybe his eyes were tricky enough.

Perhaps he had been here?

Chen Yan didn't know the answer to this question.

He could only guess that Uncle San didn't call for help through his contacts, perhaps because Uncle San knew:
Assistance can only be obtained by calling zookeepers.

The third uncle must know more things, but he obviously didn't want to say more.

Chen Yan didn't respond to Uncle San's request, he didn't know what he should do for the time being.

He only knows that there must be more unknown [rules] in the zoo.

If he triggers these rules, or inadvertently violates the [Rules], the consequences are unknown.

It is also something that he, as an ordinary person, cannot bear.

"Uncle, this place is evil, I dare not."

He said it straight.

The third uncle slapped his thigh again, and his temper immediately came up.

"Look at your prospects! What can you do! Go to the street!"

The third uncle scolded Chen Yan and was furious.

Chen Yan didn't care about those insults, he laughed twice:

"How about I give you the phone number of the zoo administrator and you can call it?"

Uncle San became dumb all of a sudden.

Chen Yan understood.

Sure enough.

Third uncle didn't dare to touch that phone booth!That's why he had to call!

Chen Yan laughed again.

"Actually, I don't even know what [manager's phone number] is!"

The third uncle was furious: "Death to the street! You XX..."

The conflict between the two caught the attention of the little hooligan and the missionary. They approached the two of them. The little hooligan said in a lowered voice:

"Calm down! Conflict now is not good for anyone!"

The third uncle pointed directly at Chen Yan, and in the words of the empire:

"He is a staff member of the Byron Weiss Zoo, and he has a way to help us get out of this ghost place!"

The little hooligan and the missionary looked at Chen Yan together.

Chen Yan's face froze, he didn't expect Third Uncle to turn his face so quickly.

Uncle San pointed at the phone booth: "As long as he makes a phone call, we can all be saved!
Byron Weiss has always been kind to his own people, and will not let his employees die in the park so easily! "

The missionary picked up the book, looked at Chen Yan, and said in the tone of prayer in the church: "This gentleman, please help me."

The little hooligan looked at Chen Yan with sullen eyes, with one hand in his pocket, as if he was groping for something.

The third uncle looked at Chen Yan, his face becoming more and more impatient.

"Go! Call!"

There was no trace of the kindness on his face before, and his tone was not at all like the elders talking to the backup.

Under the impatience in his pupils, there was a little bit of confusion that he didn't realize.

Chen Yan also felt that something was wrong with the third uncle, and the third uncle in front of him was different from what he remembered.

A normal third uncle's palace is very deep, and it is impossible to make such a low-level act of turning his face.

The expression on Uncle San's face became ferocious.

"The zoo line does not need to dial, just pick it up, and you can get through the phone!"

Even the tone of voice has changed, as if the person who said this sentence is not him, but another existence.

An idea flashed into Chen Yan's head: it was not Third Uncle who said this sentence, but something else!
The blizzard got bigger, and the field of vision outside the bus station was shortened to within 3 meters.

The little hooligan stared at Chen Yan, and took out a folding fruit knife from his pocket.

There was brown rust on the knife, and it was unclear whether it had been stained with blood.

The third uncle's face became haggard, and his whole face seemed to be covered with a layer of black air, and he approached Chen Yan step by step.

The extremely tense atmosphere was broken by a sudden ringtone.

"Jingle Bell……"

The ringing of the phone, which even the howling blizzard could not cover, rang from the public phone booth!
The phone in the public phone booth rang automatically.

Chen Yan glanced at the three of them, then turned and walked towards the phone booth.

The glass door of the public phone booth was opened, and Chen Yan walked in.

"Boom."

The glass door was shut.

"Jingle Bell……"

The phone rang incessantly.

Chen Yan stared at the phone, but before he was ready, another voice came from the snowstorm.

"La la la~~~"

The strong stench of blood can't be covered up even by a blizzard!

"Are you playing hide and seek with me?"

The distorted voice came from the depths of the blizzard, and when it came into my ears, it was already faintly visible, like a raving in a daze.

It's that little monster girl!
Chen Yan turned around immediately, wanting to open the door to escape, but no matter how much he twisted the doorknob of the telephone booth, the doorknob seemed to be welded to death and remained motionless!

"La la la~"

A small black figure appeared in the blizzard.

Chen Yan watched helplessly as the third uncle, the hooligan, and the missionary rushed into the blizzard in embarrassment, stepped over the knee-deep snow, and marched hard towards the depths of the zoo.

"My little bear, where are you?"

The figure of the little girl was getting closer and closer, and the ringing of the phone became more urgent.

Chen Yan suddenly realized something.

Perhaps, it was the ringing of the phone that attracted the little girl.

He took a deep breath and picked up the phone.

(End of this chapter)