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Chapter 393: Sad Future

This was also the first time that Gao Ming tried to use the power of his left eye. This ability plundered from the statue of the past was extremely useful and did not consume much of the power of himself. The only side effect was that using it for too long would cause Gao Ming to lose the distinction between the past and the present, and there was a certain chance that he would go crazy.

"The underground garage is used by residents to store corpses. These rich people are really particular about keeping the bodies separate and not disturbing each other."

Different from Xiangshengyong Apartment, where people kill indiscriminately at the slightest disagreement, Changcheng Community still maintains the most basic decency, and civilization and order have not collapsed. It can be said that they are hypocritical, or it can be said that they still believe that they have not been abandoned by the rules.

"Then should we still go in?" Fanli took Gao Ming's opinion as his own. As long as Gao Ming said they could go in, he would believe it unconditionally.

"What I'm looking for is not here. There's no need to put myself in danger. It seems that I can only find a way to trick them into opening the door." Gao Ming waved his hand.

"The surveillance is running. The survivors in the building should be able to find out through the surveillance in the underground garage that we have not been fooled. They are probably even more afraid to open the door now." The number of people traveling with him decreased inexplicably, and everyone was in danger. Dr. Li was also worried about when it would be his and his wife's turn.

"It seems that we scared them by carrying the corpse to their door. These guys are so ridiculous. They are obviously doing the same thing." He Jing didn't dare to speak too loudly in front of Gao Ming, for fear that Gao Ming would kill her if he was unhappy.

"Isn't that the way people are?"

……

The lounge in Building No. 5 of Changcheng Community, which was originally prepared for the security department, was now full of people. They were divided into different areas and were wary of each other.

"Boss Shen, why are you running to our East District instead of staying in the Old City?" A tall and thin young man was sitting in front of the monitoring console. He looked very much like an ancient Confucian scholar. He spoke slowly and seemed to have the whole world in his mind and everything was under control.

There were many chairs in the outermost room of the Security Department, but only one middle-aged man was sitting there, and everyone else dared only stand on either side of him.

"If the main monitoring room of Changcheng Community wasn't here, do you think I would come here?" The middle-aged man was Shen Tian from the Hanhai Zhongzhi Self-help Association. He had Guan Gong with open eyes tattooed on his back. He was extremely ugly, like a fierce god. Ordinary people didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye. After the abnormal incident occurred, he immediately let the gang members enter the ghost story. He accumulated strong strength for himself with the lives of many people.

"Food and water are more precious than anything else right now. Did you really bring a group of people here just to watch the surveillance and find a way out for everyone?" The tall and thin young man seemed to be deliberately provoking Shen Tian.

"Situ Cheng, don't be shameless. Building No. 5 is not yours to decide." The man standing next to Shen Tian took out a bloody kitchen knife. The knife itself was very ordinary, but after a special ritual, it became full of murderous aura: "You said you were the successor of Situ An and you were swindling people everywhere, but we don't care about that. Even if Situ An himself came, we would chop him down without hesitation."

"Stop making noise!" A cold and suppressed voice came from the other side of the lounge. Several security guards in FBI uniforms were standing there protecting a young man.

The person who spoke was the director of the Zhenhai Investigation Office of the Gangnan Investigation Bureau - Wang Chenyi. He was the son of Wang Jie's uncle and also the favorite grandson of Wang Jie's grandfather.

Unlike Wang Jie, a playboy, Wang Chenyi has been regarded as the pride of the entire family since he was young and has been trained as the successor.

This time, he mobilized the entire Gangnan Investigation Bureau to deal with the abnormal incident. This selection was also a test for him from the old man of the Wang family. A sword is sharpened by grinding. The disaster has come. Wang Chenyi must show enough ability to consolidate his position as successor.

After Wang Chenyi spoke, the lounge fell silent. Shen Tian and Situ Cheng were not afraid of Wang Chenyi, they just didn't want to fall out with him. After all, this screening was organized by the Hanhai Investigation Bureau, and the skin on Wang Chenyi's body represented the Investigation Bureau.

"You still have the energy to scheme against each other here?" Wang Chenyi's eyes were fixed on the surveillance screen: "Rewind the surveillance and freeze the student carrying the corpse. Zoom in on his face!"

After being reminded by Wang Chenyi, everyone realized the problem. They looked at the faces on the screen and felt more and more familiar.

"Team Thirteen's high-ranking officer? Carrying a corpse to your door?"

Others don’t know Gao Ming, but as a member of the Investigation Bureau, Wang Chenyi knows very well what Gao Ming has done.

The out-of-control abnormal events at Hande Private College and Lishan Hospital were both related to Gao Ming. As one of the founders of the Dead Water Forum, he shook the foundation of the Investigation Bureau and lawlessly killed the security personnel who returned to Hanhai from Xinhu, trapping Wanjie and others in the abnormal events.

Sometimes Wang Chenyi finds it outrageous. Gao Ming and Wang Jie are both in Class 13, so how come there is such a big difference between students taught by the same teacher?

"The security personnel of the thirteen investigation bureaus of the Xigang Future Science Park are confronting the East District Student Union. We don't need to provoke Gao Ming anymore. We are all trapped in an abnormal incident. It is better to have one more friend than one more enemy." Shen Tian's sphere of influence is mainly in the old city, where the ghost story players are most active. He doesn't want to conflict with Gao Ming. But his scary face, when he says something like peace is the most valuable, it always feels not very sincere.

"How long can the food and water in the building last? Gao Ming is not alone. He has a large group of desperate people from Xiangshengyong Apartment behind him. Once we open a gap, the pressure will increase as we go further." Situ Cheng shook his head: "Besides, you don't have any other choice. The gatekeeper has tricked Gao Ming into going to the underground garage. You should know better than me what is in there."

The surveillance video began to play normally. On the screen, Gao Ming had already led his men back, but this time they went to Building No. 3 instead of Building No. 5.

Seeing Gao Ming and the others heading straight for Building No. 3, Situ Cheng and Wang Chenyi's expressions became a little subtle, and Shen Tian's eyes also looked a little strange.

"We finally managed to escape from Building No. 3, but he is courting death." The man with the kitchen knife next to Shen Tian stared at the screen viciously: "That building has been completely eroded by the worst future. No one can leave alive."

"Can the surveillance in Building No. 3 still be used normally?" Situ Cheng patted his men on the shoulders. A man wearing glasses took out a keyboard and started typing away. After a while, he called up the surveillance in Building No. 3, but the surveillance footage made everyone present feel a little uncomfortable.

"Turn it off quickly! Close your eyes! Don't let the pollution source reach here!" Wang Chen exclaimed, and his men immediately forcibly turned off the surveillance.

The other people present were fine, but the man with glasses sitting in the front of the surveillance camera had black bloodshot around his eye sockets. But no one, including himself, noticed anything unusual.

(End of this chapter)