Nightmare Apostle

There was a voice in Yang Xiao's head, and he asked subconsciously: "Director, have you organized a rescue? Brother Zhao and the others don't have any information?"

Nalan Shuo lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, "Xiao Yang, you are a newcomer and may not understand. There is almost no possibility of rescue in this kind of thing. They can only rely on themselves. But now they have been missing for more than a whole night. ,so......

The director's words made it very clear. Kuang Hongyi and the other six were dead. Yang Xiao immediately thought of the six black coffins he had dreamed about that night, and told Nalan Shuo about the situation. The latter was greatly surprised, but he I don't know what this is all about.

According to common sense, the Resentful Eye that caused the supernatural incident in Menzhen Wasteland has been taken away by Yang Xiao, and there is no reason why supernatural incidents will occur again.

Not to mention Yang Xiao's strange dream, this time he actually dreamed of 6 black coffins, which exactly matched the number of missing people in the Menzhen scrapyard.

If these were all coincidences, Nalan Shuo himself wouldn't believe it.

As if he had thought of something, Nalan Shuo stood up and walked to his desk, picked up the landline phone, "I, Nalan Shuo, will check which group of people were on duty last night and ask the person in charge to come to my office, yes, right now. "

In just a few minutes, a tall man with a crew cut arrived. Sweat stains could be seen on his dark green short sleeves. "Director, please call me."

"Your team was on duty last night?"

"yes."

"Did you notice anything unusual?"

"No.""

"Did the detectors installed in the building by the technical department detect any abnormal signals?" Nalan Shuo continued to ask.

The man was obviously confused, but he still replied: "No, the detector is operating normally. We test the instrument every two hours as required, and no unknown signal source was found."

"What about you? Did anyone who stayed in the building encounter anything strange last night, such as having nightmares or something?"

"No." The flat-headed man stood at attention, "Director, please rest assured, we have all been trained and will report as soon as possible if something strange happens."

After sending the man away, Nalan Office looked at Yang Xiao with a much more complicated look, "You heard it, this dream was different from the one you had in the hotel last time. It had no impact. Our office building has been specially installed for safety reasons. There is a signal device for detecting out-of-control Hate Eyes, which is regularly debugged by people from the technical department, and no outbreak of Hate Eyes has been detected."'

"So this opera robe only affected me." Yang Xiao's head started to get confused.

"By the way, there is something else I want to inform you about. There has been a big fuss in Menzhen this time. The Provincial Office has sent people down to find out more about the situation from you. They will be here soon."

Nalan Shuo looked at Yang Xiao and reminded: "Remember, don't talk nonsense or tell lies. The man who came here is Mr. Yan Zhen. He has a very powerful eye of resentment. He can tell the truth of what you say." True or false.”

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, "You still have this kind of resentful look? But...but don't worry, Director, how could I tell lies? After all, this matter also involves me."

"Well, it's enough for you to know about his resentful eye ability, and don't go out and talk nonsense." Nalan Shuo's tone was much softer.

Yang Xiao nodded repeatedly. He knew that Director Nalan was doing it for his own good and revealed some information to him in advance to avoid getting into trouble.

About half an hour later, Mr. Yan Zhen arrived, accompanied by a young man who looked like an assistant.

Yang Xiao was a little surprised when he saw this man. He was about 60 years old, wearing a green Taoist robe. The Taoist robe was embroidered with silver threads on clouds and the flowing Milky Way. His slightly gray hair was neatly combed on top of his head. It was tied into a Taoist bun, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a noble temperament.

After nodding with Director Nalan, Mr. Zhenyan, without any extra courtesy, turned to look at Yang Xiao, "Are you Yang Xiao?"

"It's me." Yang Xiao was neither humble nor overbearing.

"The Provincial Office appointed me here. They all call me Zhenyan Taoist. I came today because I have some official questions to ask you. I hope you will answer truthfully."

"certainly."

The four of them came to the sofa and sat down. The Zhenyan Taoist's face gradually became serious. Yang Xiao noticed that he was holding a piece of safe and sound card with a strange texture in his hand.

"Do you know Zhao Yuanpei from the Anping District Patrol Office in Rongcheng?"

"We know each other. He recommended me to join the Patrol Office. We met during the last mission to the nightmare world."

"He disappeared not long ago, did you know that?"

"I know, I just heard Director Nalan say that it is in the abandoned factory in Men Town where we performed our last mission.

"Did you have any contact before he disappeared?"

"I sent him a message, but he didn't reply to me."

"What's the content?"

"He sent it to me first, telling me the time and place to meet Director Nalan. I wanted to ask more about the future leader." Yang Xiao answered very sincerely.

"Before Zhao Yuanpei disappeared, you met in a coffee shop. What did you talk about? Did you find anything unusual about him?"

"We met because he wanted to get me to join the Patrol Office, and it was also the first time he proposed to meet. At the last moment when he was about to leave the nightmare world, the conversation was all about the Eye of Resentment and the Patrol Office. I didn't understand these, so Ask him." After a pause, Yang Xiao thought for a moment and shook his head, "I didn't find anything unusual about him."

"What do you think about his disappearance in Men Town?"

"I...I don't know, I'm a little panicked. After all, it stands to reason that the supernatural incident there has been solved, and the Resentful Eye is in my hands."

The two of them asked and answered questions, but the young assistant said nothing and only lowered his head to record. Occasionally he raised his head to adjust his glasses.

"Where's that Grudge Eye thing you got?"

"It's right here." Yang Xiao picked up his backpack, took out the opera robe, and placed it on the table.

"We hope to take a look at it and return it to you after reading it, okay?" Taoist Yan Zhen did not reach out to take it directly, but first asked Yang Xiao for his opinion.

"Of course, please do as you please."

The man of truth turned his head, glanced at his assistant, and ordered: "Take a photo, send it back to the headquarters, and let the people in the data center check it."

The assistant nodded, put down the book in his hand, and took out a pair of silver, metallic-like gloves from his pocket. After putting them on, he began to touch the opera robe and then took pictures.

Yang Xiao suddenly remembered that the people from the so-called technical department he had met before seemed to have something like this, and their clothes were made of similar materials.

"I heard from Director Nalan that you had a strange dream not long ago, which also triggered a supernatural incident with a minor threat level."

"Yes, this opera robe was put on me after the dream, but I didn't put it on on my own initiative. By the way, just last night, I had another dream."

"Oh?" Taoist Yan Zhen's eyes paused, and he couldn't help but squeeze the "nothing" sign, "Please tell me carefully."

"That's it. I stayed in the office yesterday, and I saw the funeral procession again after I fell asleep at night. The corridor outside the office door was filled with fog, the kind of deathly gray fog, and the space in the corridor became infinite. big,

Then the team rushed out of the fog. A team of people were wearing sackcloth and mourning, with strange makeup on their faces, like paper figures. They were carrying a large coffin, and then...then the fog came from behind. Six more black coffins came out. ""

"Six coffins?" Taoist Yan Zhen raised his eyebrows, "The same number of people as Zhao Yuanpei and others who have disappeared."

"Yes, I find it strange too."

The next second, Taoist Yan Zhen looked at Yang Xiao suddenly, and his voice also carried an unquestionable majesty, "You described the six coffins at the back as black, why didn't you describe the big coffin in the front similarly? Describe it? Did you not see it clearly, or did you deliberately conceal it? "

At this moment, Yang Xiao's mind went blank, as if he had been invaded by some strange force. He stuttered and replied: "No...it's not that I concealed it, it's that I just ignored it. That coffin is...is... .．．

"What is it like?" Taoist Yan Zhen held the safe and sound sign tightly in his hand. If he looked carefully, he could see a strange black light flowing on the sign.

But the next second, something even weirder happened. The image of the big red blood coffin clearly appeared in Yang Xiao's mind, but he just couldn't describe it. Whenever he wanted to say the words red or blood, he would His heart felt like it was about to be crushed, as if it was grabbed by a cold hand. He instinctively sensed that this hand was related to the blood coffin, and that it was a woman's hand. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and Yang Xiao's body stopped. Trembling constantly, he almost screamed and said, "Yes...it's black. The black coffin is the same as the six coffins at the back!"

It wasn't until Yang Xiao said these words that the sense of chaos in his brain suddenly disappeared, and the hand holding his heart disappeared.

When he came to his senses again, he saw Nalan Shuo putting his hand on Taoist Yan Zhen's arm and squeezing Wu Shi Pai's arm. Nalan Shuo seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Brother Yan Zhen, I'm still here." Here, you treat my brothers so harshly in front of me, do you take me seriously?"

Taoist Yan Zhen laughed and waved his hands quickly, "What did Director Nalan say? I was also ordered to run an errand. This matter involves so much, I have to be cautious."

"Have you ever discovered that he told lies?"

"No, this little brother is telling the truth." Taoist Yanzhen returned to his serious look and quietly let go of the "nothing" sign.

The assistant on the side saw something was wrong and immediately interrupted, "Mr. Yan Zhen, Director Nalan, the information department at the headquarters responded and said that no information about this grudge case was found."

Interrupted by his assistant, Nalan Shuo sat back on the sofa, still with the same calm expression, lit a cigarette for himself, and threw the cigarette case on the table.

Taoist Yan Zhen took a deep breath, "That is to say, this Resentful Eye has not been registered before. Either it is a new Resentful Eye, or its previous owner has died, and there is no record of its previous owner. The official apostle can be found.”