Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

"Block him! Block that vacuum bomb!" Old Dai didn't know where he got his brute strength, picked up the big table and put it in front of him, beckoned the female soldier and Krys to hurry forward, and led the four of us to build a thick human wall. All of a sudden, my ears seemed to be deaf, everyone's lips were opening and closing, like goldfish in a water tank, and their demeanor became like the super slow motion of a high-speed camera!

A pitch-black thing like a toy saucer had penetrated my shell, pierced the chests of the three people behind me, and shot into the dressing room!

"It's over!" I sighed, my eyes glowing golden, and when I was lifted up, the whole person was trapped in the thick tarry sebum, and my whole body was completely black! Fan Fat, who was the culprit, had been dragged back to the living room by the staff, leaning against the corner of the wall without moving! In front of the film crew was a huge stainless steel dining table, which was held aloft by the Mexicans, and had been splashed with paint into a brutalist abstract painting!

The people in the window and the hotel corridor did not know whether the repeated explosions just now completely annihilated the murderous spirit, or annihilated the warehouse, they were all cheering loudly, and the order could no longer be maintained, and countless people squeezed through the door frame and broke into 0514 to watch!

"Look at what this fat man has done! I have to come in and stir things up!" the detective was also unkempt, and came out of the bathroom in annoyance after washing his face, and twisted my collar and shouted, "This is your man, if anything happens to her, you must bear the consequences!"

"Oh no, it's Dixie!" I felt a chill down my spine, and I hurriedly pushed him away and rushed towards the dressing room. When I opened the door, the scene I least wanted to see mercilessly occupied the whole eye socket, the large round mirror of the dressing table had been shattered to pieces, and the whole room was soaked with grease and was dripping with filth!

The person who worries me, as the master of the Nine Channel who does not leak incense, Dixie.Wendy mysteriously disappeared into the secret room!

Lao Dai chased me into the dressing room, looking even more anxious, and when he saw this scene, it was as if his whole strength had been drained, and he fell to his knees at once. Seeing this expression, I knew that I had made a big mistake, and I was about to ask, but the detective unwillingly took out his reading glasses, put them on and went to check them carefully, and then he took a long breath, wiped a cold sweat and patted me on the shoulder, signaling to go out with him first.

"Fortunately, we organized a human wall to resist this bomb, otherwise a big living person would have disappeared, and everyone would have to go to prison!"

"Why can't I see where she is?" I had to get up and chase after him when he was already walking back to the living room.

When I returned to the big house, it was already crowded, and the spectators were taking out their mobile phones and taking pictures frantically, except for the stacked equipment and cameras, there was barely half an inch of carpet to be seen. Among the sweaty piles was a fat man with gray hair, it was Lao Ai. He looked at the aisle full of walls, like the scene of the riot, and couldn't help but ask if the detective was done

"Well, theoretically, it can be said that the 0514 suite has been cleaned up, whether you continue to use it as a warehouse, or as a dormitory, or even sell it out, there will never be any more accidents, if there is a problem, you can always sue me in court!" Lao Dai grinned and took out his business card and stuffed it into his hand, then lit a cigarette, squinted at the dressing room, and seemed to be waiting for the crowd to ask.

"Why did you destroy all the reflective equipment and items, but still couldn't stop the broken female ghost from rushing into the broken house?" The stinking female soldier and Krys helped each other into the living room, intending to go back to the guest room first to wash up their bad luck, and asked.

"Because of the camera, you have ignored the camera crew's camera! See this stainless steel dining table? It's the pocket I have to tie tight to take care of Paco!" The detective triumphantly came to the center of the living room, pointed to the broken furniture, and said: "Exorcising the evil spirit is the same as catching a mouse at home, you cut off all its pathways, and eventually force it into your pocket! We can't destroy the millions of equipment of other people's TV stations, so rely on it to replace the lens, so as to completely annihilate it!"

"What's going on with the layout of your Bhaga Interception Technique?" asked Fan Fat, who was as angry as a gossamer, leaning against the wall.

"From beginning to end, the warehouse is at work, and the female ghost is just an image, detained in a fantasy world. The reason why she appeared here was to break the shackles and return to heaven, so she had to guide the guests to find the truth about her disappearance! This is the reason why there has never been a rumor of a tourist being killed since the accident. The culprit of all this is some kind of unheard-of incarnation, called the Reverse Current Phantasm! It's not a trick like you who know a little about it, it's far more advanced than the Ninth Round!"

"I said a long time ago, if you don't ask someone who is proficient in this way in the dark world to help, you are doomed to fail if you save a few dollars for greed. The female soldier looked at Lao Dai with a smile and teased. She already hated female broadcasters, and now she disappeared for no reason, and she was in the middle of it.

The detective put his hand behind his back, closed his eyes and sighed, "The dark world? Those rats are probably okay with breaking a formation or something, and to deal with the resentful spirits, in my opinion, it is pediatrics, even if you call them all, you still can't deal with it!"

"What kind of demon method is this?" Fan Pang saw that Xiao Cherry was boiling with anger, for fear that if he continued to talk about it, the dark world would be exposed, so he hurriedly asked people to help her and Krys quickly leave the warehouse, and crawled back to Lao Dai and asked, "Isn't the phantom sun the celestial phase of the Arctic region?"

The so-called parhelia refers to a natural phenomenon that occurs in the tundra, which can generally be observed in the North Pole. It requires several strict conditions, first, there must be a belt of cirrostratus clouds in the sky, second, the clouds must be thin and transparent, and finally, ice crystals must be evenly distributed in the clouds. In this way, several illusions of the sun can appear in the sky. But Charlotte is located in the southern part of the American East. It belongs to the temperate oceanic climate, and Lao Dai finally shouted that it is an odd number, what do these words imply?

"This refers to angles, and there are usually 22 parhelions, 44 parhelions, 120 parhelions, you know? But what was reflected in that light gate was all parhelions with odd angles, and it was still an upside-down perspective, so it was called a reverse parhelion!" Although there were many astronomy enthusiasts in the crowd who had a little understanding of this, they still couldn't help but turn their heads when they heard this kind of remarks.

And what the detective said next was even more incredible. He denied that it was a carefully laid out, but that something remarkable had appeared in the warehouse room, or in this location. Apparently knowing that its fate was on the line, it concocted a mirage to create a new world for refuge. In other words, this thing may be the same creature as the Last Descendant!

Then, the person who installed the ring, and the woman disguised as a resident, are all actually chasers. Finally, one day in 72 years, there was an unknown secret battle in this big house, causing the bait to be dragged alive into the reverse current and died tragically! This is not a thing, what is even more terrifying is that they hit this phantasmal sun and hit the crack, resulting in that day being erased from the world, whether it is the hotel staff or the surrounding residents, all the memories are deprived! This is the major discovery of the bathroom that the detective questioned at first!

"Hey, are you all crazy?Dixie is also like the incense stick of '72 that is gone, is it time for the celebration feast?" I shivered with anger and pointed at the group and shouted, "Don't forget that she is your boss!".

"Don't worry, Dixie hasn't disappeared, theoretically still in the house, before you come out, I've asked Agai to investigate. The detective waved his hand, interrupted my yelling, pointed to the surveillance screen and said, "Look, if she's dead, what's in the window?"

"Actually, I can see that you covet that white-collar, and you've been fascinated by her! Forget it, I'm not interested in you anyway. Little Cherry flicked the butt of her fingertip and struck me with a cloud of dust on the brim of my hat, and turned away, no matter how much I shouted, without an explanation. With that, she dragged her tired body back to her room, then slammed the door and couldn't open it again.

I had no choice but to go back to the camera crew and watch Uncle Hu and Ah Gai fiddling with the projection screen. The braces girl saw that I was in a trance, so she pointed to a small window and asked me to see, it was a dark gravel field, although the pixels were very low, but the camera was moving. Since this set of portable cameras was found temporarily, there was no way to connect the sound, and naturally it was impossible to hear whether anyone was talking.

Through this set of images, it means that the person wearing it is currently unharmed and can move freely, but they don't know what space they are trapped in. Maybe the other party also realized this, so he deliberately stretched his wrist in front of the camera, which was Sister Di's pink nail polish.

"Dixie is not the same as she looks, she has been through a lot, even to the battlefield, and is a resilient and successful woman. Uncle Hu took Fan Fat's Weed, took a few puffs, punched him a little angrily, and asked, "Everyone else forbids you to enter the house again, why do you have to mess around? Now that the person has found it, how can you bring her back? This is really an innocent night." "

"I, how do I know what kind of illusory sun this is? What kind of demon formation? Originally, a few days ago, in a few rooms in the left wing, I had blown that ghost thing to pieces. So when I saw them stumbling and hesitating, I was anxious! I listened to all kinds of explosions inside and the screams of people through the wall, and I also wanted to help the anchor to force her. Who would have expected that the three of them wouldn't stop it, I thought Lao Dai would let him go," Fan Pang glanced behind him and exclaimed, "What about the Mexican?"

"You don't know how many pounds and taels you have, but you actually put the fault on someone else's head? Who can stop you from going crazy with your black bear-like body? I asked him to go back to his hotel to rummage through things, which is very close to here, just a few blocks away, and he can play back and forth in about ten minutes. Since it has happened, it is useless to say more, in short, you must do exactly what I say next time, forget it this time, and wipe this ass account for you first!" the detective beckoned to me, motioned to go to the windowsill together, and said, "I have something to talk to you about. "

I lit a cigarette with a lonely expression, and raised my hand to the serious friends in the window, signaling that the evil ghosts had been expelled, and that there was nothing to see, so they all hurried home to wash and sleep. Unexpectedly, Sister Indi disappeared into the air out of thin air, and the crowd not only refused to disperse, but some people drove in all directions to gather at the Guohe Hotel, and many TV stations also broadcast downstairs, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

"It's spectacular, isn't it? At least half a day ago, none of us expected this to happen, and I'm used to Vanity Fair. If Dixie's story can't be explained, tomorrow's headlines will be full of sensational headlines, such as 'A well-known TV actress reported an unprovoked disappearance, in plain sight', or 'The inside story of the West Side Fruit Core Hotel, involving a ghost who claimed her life decades ago'. Old Dai's face suddenly became very dark in the flickering lights on the floor, and he sighed and said, "In the end, this hotel will definitely do good business, and poor Dixie will never be able to get it back." "

"What can you do?" I also glanced down and sighed, "I saw you still laughing before, there must be a plan." "

"Laughing doesn't mean there's a way, it's a measure to appease people without causing panic. And actually, there is nothing I can do. Of course, there is a plan, and that is you, you have to shoulder the big mistake made by the fat man and get the person back!" he said deliberately avoiding my eyes.

"How could I do this?" I exclaimed, "and of course I wish I could do that." "

"Although your little girlfriend is angry, she has a very vicious eye, in fact, I can see that you are very interested in Dixie. Of course, you can not admit it, but an hour ago, you didn't even know who she was, and to put it bluntly, she was a stranger. And just an hour later, you show that you are extremely concerned about her safety, which has to be strange. "

When Lao Dai said this, I felt in a trance myself. Yes, it was so unconscionable, I didn't even know her, and I didn't even look at the badge she was hanging. It's hard to explain how this sentiment comes from. One thing I'll admit, whether Dixie is blue-collar, white-collar, or gold-collar, I don't hate her as much as the other grassroots does, and I even like her a little. But it was neither admiration nor coveting, but some kind of affection that even I didn't understand. Anyway, I did feel the urge to take her home.

"Have you ever had a time where you lost someone and couldn't do anything about it?" asked the detective, scratching his scalp, curious.

If I had to contact someone, it would be Miss Lukugu in the past, or Freesia in purgatory, both of whom she was, and Hollisman, who was currently in hiding in Georgia. What is he doing now? Looking at the crescent moon slanting to the west, I suddenly felt an indescribable melancholy in my heart, and I couldn't help but cry when I thought of all the tragedies of the Lukugu Mansion.

"Of these people at the moment, you are the only one who can give it a go, and while I can't figure out where you came from, Alex, you might be a bird. He stood up, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "I'll wait for Paco to come back, and I'll need to think about it too." "

"What is this?" Seeing that he was going to go to the film crew, I grabbed the detective's sleeve and shouted, "Don't understand me as the kind of heretical in the dark world, I am not the same as them. It's just that they have lived side by side with each other in order to survive, and theoretically I am even stranger to them. If you think I can do it, at least explain it to me. "

"Xiao Owl refers to some kind of master who can transfer souls and control dreams, there have only been three in history, and all of them are women, extremely rare. Because they are either earls or royal princes, or noblewomen, they have no desires, and their talents are also wasted, and they have no chance to bloom in their lives. This type of person can use the dream to travel freely through the space to do something secretly, such as amending the will, knowing the stock market in advance, and forgetting it all when he wakes up. Therefore, no matter how bad it is, it can always hit the lottery and become a huge rich, probably like that. "

"But I'm a poor ghost and Loser," I said, overjoyed, and asked, "So you think I'm going to be rich and rich? Maybe I'll be able to go back to France and run president?" or scamming tech companies with empty gloves and white wolves?"

"It's because I don't know where this kind of person can go when he exerts his true strength, so I can't say, how to describe the things I haven't seen? Old Dai took me by the shoulder, turned to the door of the secluded bathroom, and whispered, "Paco will come back with something in a moment, and you will stick it in your hat and do as I command!"

"Before the two females left, they threw it on the ground, and I was afraid that people would trample it dirty. The girl with braces handed over a pocket-sized notebook with a pen, which was a note that the female soldier bought at the corner shop after dinner, saying that she wanted to record all the details encountered when she broke 0514 in the middle of the night, so as not to forget. However, there is not a word written in the book, only the cartoon giraffe she drew is on the first page.

Eight minutes later, the Mexican came to the big house with a rusty copper box, and the detective explained to the film crew that he would use me to get Sister Di back, and everyone present must strictly follow his instructions, and no more mistakes could be made like Fan Pang just now! Otherwise, this anchor will replicate the bizarre unsolved case of 72 years, and will disappear into history forever along with me.