Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Just when everyone was in a dilemma, Sun Bureau quickly made a decision.

"Give it to Yan Jun, and I'll deliver it to him personally."

With that said, he picked up the letter and prepared to leave.

When everyone thought of the highly likely guess just now, they immediately became nervous, and hurriedly dissuaded.

"Officer Sun, you can't go in person!"

"Yes, Bureau Sun, I should send this letter to Yan Jun!"

"No, let me go. I have the lowest position here, in case it triggers..."

"All right!"

Sun Ju raised his voice in vain, and said with a stern look: "I know what you are thinking, you are worried that I will contact Yan Jun and then be revenge by death, right? I hope everyone can understand that Yan Jun is now a whole with us, Under the nest, how can there be any eggs!"

After speaking, he strode out of the monitoring room.

...

For 20 minutes, Ning Xue was crying sadly in Yan Jun's arms, and the tears couldn't be stopped like a faucet with a valve turned on.

Yan Jun held Ning Xue in his arms without moving, patted her back lightly, and whispered a few words of comfort from time to time.

Finally, Ning Xue was tired from crying and fell asleep in Yan Jun's arms.

Yan Jun crossed Ning Xue's armpit with one hand, held up her long legs with the other, and tiptoed to hold her to the side of the bed, then carefully placed her on the bed, covered the quilt and put it on her forehead A light kiss.

This scene is both warm and distressed by the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.

"It turns out that Brother Jun also has a tender side, not only does he only use people as maids."

"Oh, what a wonderful lady, my heart aches as I cry."

"Who said it wasn't, the god of death is just too fucking stupid! Miss Ning Xue originally triggered the omen of death, but luckily I met Brother Jun, and the two of them just tasted love, but I didn't expect her father to trigger death. Omen. If it were me, everyone would collapse."

"Don't say anything, come on, Brother Jun! Be sure to protect your future wife and husband!"

Just when Yan Jun was going to talk to Zhou Ke first, there was a knock at the door.

"Enter!"

Seeing the person coming, Yan Jun was slightly surprised: "Ju Sun?"

Bureau Sun came over and handed the envelope in his hand to Yan Jun: "Someone sent a letter by drone just now. It's for you. It's up to you to decide."

When the voice fell, Yan Jun and the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room were slightly surprised.

write a letter? Also delivered by drone?

This way of conveying information... it seems so strange!

The curiosity of countless people was immediately hooked.

"Okay Yan Jun, the letter has arrived, I'll go first."

Bureau Sun was about to leave, but was stopped by Yan Jun.

"Let's read this letter together."

Having said that, Yan Jun ripped open the seal of the kraft paper envelope.

A thin piece of paper fell, with a few short lines written on it.

The audience in the live broadcast room stretched their necks, wishing they could dig their eyes into the live broadcast screen, but they still couldn't see anything, and they felt like a cat scratching their hearts for a while.

Yan Jun took the piece of paper in his hand and read the mysterious letter carefully, and Sun Ju, who was beside him, couldn't help but look sideways.

Yan Jun:

I was you, and you will always be me!

Your kind - the loner.

Including the title and signature, there are only three lines in total.

That's all there is to it.

After reading the letter, Bureau Sun didn't have much reaction, just narrowed his eyes subconsciously and fell into thinking.

And Yan Jun was shocked when he saw the words "your kind" in the inscription.

what's the situation? How can I somehow become someone else's kind?

Could it be that... the world is not the only one who has awakened the system?

As soon as the idea came up, Yan Jun's eyes widened involuntarily.

"System! Come out!"

"Does the host want to start the lucky ten consecutive draws?"

"I ask you a question, is there anyone else in this world who has a system?"

"do not know."

Yan Jun continued to ask in his mind, "Is there anyone else who has your Reaper's enemy system?"

"Back to the host, this system is unique in heaven and earth!"

Yan Jun nodded, looking at the piece of paper in his hand, curious, but in a fog.

This 'loner' who claims to be his own kind is simply a riddleman. He sent a letter with a drone just to play a riddle with him?

This man is sick!

And it's not too sick!

"Sun Ju, what do you think?" Yan Jun suddenly looked at Sun Ju.

"Cough, this..."

Bureau Sun looked at the few lines of "imitation Song font" on the piece of paper, and frowned immediately. He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Go and check the model of that drone right away!"

As the head of Safe House No. 9, he is still very cautious.

Regardless of why this mysterious 'loner' sent this inexplicable letter to Yan Jun, it's always right to find out who this person is first.

Three minutes later, the call came.

Bureau Sun listened to his subordinate's report on the phone, frowning deeper and deeper, his eyes slowly narrowed, his expression extremely solemn.

"What's wrong?" Yan Jun asked curiously.

Bureau Sun put down his mobile phone and sighed in disappointment; "The parts of the drone are all made by individuals, without any model or marking."

When the words fell, Yan Jun was stunned for a moment, and then said slightly surprised: "So, this 'loner' assembled a drone by himself, just to send me this letter?"

"It should be like this!" Sun Ju nodded with a solemn expression.

"That's kind of interesting!"

At this time, hundreds of millions of netizens in Yan Jun's live broadcast room stretched their necks, but they couldn't see anything. They were all in a panic, and they sent a barrage asking Yan Jun to show them the content of the letter.

Yan Jun lived up to expectations and directly showed the content on the piece of paper.

Five seconds later, countless viewers were greatly disappointed.

"That's it? I thought the person who sent the letter with the drone was so awesome!"

"Is this Riddler trying to deceive? A loner on a horse?"

"What does he mean when he says he is the same kind of brother Jun?"

"It's said that the riddle people are pretending to be ghosts, but you still guess?"

"I heard from Brother Jun and the others that he assembled this drone himself. I'm afraid this 'loner' has something?"

"Understood, this person sells drones and wants to use the popularity of Brother Jun to advertise. Look at it, the next letter must be delivered by a drone with a brand name."

"The case upstairs has been solved, haha!"

In the room, there was no clue about the mysterious letter, so Bureau Sun naturally left.

And Yan Jun also regarded it as a prank and immediately forgot about it.

The top priority is to protect the lives of these people.

After looking at Ning Xue, who was still sleeping with a sad face, and the numbers on her head, Yan Jun sighed softly, a firm tenderness flashed in his eyes, and slowly walked out of the room.