Suddenly, in the dark and dirty corridor, the breath can be heard.
Everyone stared at the map laid out on the ground, and even though the light was dim, they could still clearly see the pencil lines winding on the rough paper.
The little black hand was frightened by the instant dignified atmosphere, it shrank towards Ye Jia’s collar, trying to turn himself into a pendant again.
“Two…doors?” Ye Jia muttered.
He pressed his hand on the map, and the map under his palm rubbed against the ground, which was particularly abrupt in the deadly corridor.
Ye Jia seemed to realize something suddenly, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes burned with light-colored pupils, and said in a dumb voice:
Wei Yuechu, who was standing by, was taken aback for a moment: “What?”
I saw Ye Jia stood up “teng” and said hurriedly: “Quickly, contact the Administration immediately, and evacuate all the residents of City M from here as quickly as possible!”
The first door is the way.
Is the method.
It releases the children of the mother from the game, the low-level ghosts are used as distractions to attract human attention, and the high-level ghosts prepare for the mother’s return to the world.
And the second door is the real purpose.
—And this door covers almost the entire city of M.
They don’t know exactly where the mother is collecting now, and they don’t know when the door will open.
As long as this door is opened, all the creatures in the entire m city will surely…
Reduced to a living sacrifice.
Within the Supernatural Authority.
“Evacuate?!” Wu Su’s voice suddenly rose.
Chen Qingye and the others nodded heavily, each of them looked solemn and solemn, and there was no trace of joking.
Wu Su frowned, and asked in an unbelievable way: “Zheng, the whole city?”
Chen Qingye took a deep breath: “Yes.”
He glanced at the blast behind him. Although the other party had an impatient expression and rolled his eyes irritably, he still obediently turned around and walked to the door, closing the office door heavily.
The office became quiet immediately.
Chen Qingye took out the map from his backpack, spread it out on the table, and briefly described the “second door”.
The more I listened, the uglier Wu Su’s face became.
After hearing everything, he raised his head to look at the people in front of him, and slowly asked:
“Does ace know about this?”
“Of course.” Chen Qingye nodded, rolled up the map, and put it back into his backpack: “This is what he found.”
“…Is that so?” Wu Su looked dignified. He raised his head and solemnly looked at the three people in front of him.
The three turned and walked out. Before they left the office, Wu Su had already picked up the phone.
The office door closed behind, blocking Wu Su’s voice behind it.
The three looked at each other.
Chen Qingye habitually pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked, “What’s next?”
Wei Yuechu sighed deeply and said, “I can only wait.”
“Oh! What are you waiting for?” Blast frowned and scratched his red hair irritably: “Didn’t you say that some mother has to come out of the door? Then we simply destroy all those points, no Is it all right?”
Wei Yuechu’s voice screamed: “No.”
Blast yelled unconvincedly: “Why not! Is it just because ace said that?”
Chen Qingye raised his hand and pressed it on Blast’s shoulder: “Be patient, there are too many things that you haven’t figured out right now. If you act rashly, it may be counterproductive.”
At this time, Wei Yuechu asked: “Do you know how many people are in city m?”
Blast was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn’t expect the other party to ask this question: “No, I don’t know.”
Wei Yuechu fixedly looked at Blast, and said every word: “Twenty million.”
Blast stunned: “Then again…”
I saw the seemingly young girl in front of her eyes sinking slightly, and slowly said: “What if you make a wrong bet? What if your method is counterproductive? Can you be responsible for 20 million lives?”
“…” Blast gritted his teeth fiercely, the muscles on his face tightened, and he didn’t answer any more.
There was a moment of silence in the corridor.
“And…” Chen Qingye narrowed his eyes thoughtfully and suddenly broke the silence, said.
The other two looked at him at the same time.
Chen Qingye looked around and confirmed that there was no other aura in the corridor except for them, then whispered:
“This should also be a test of ace.”
“What?!” Blast was surprised.
Chen Qingye pushed his glasses: “I’ve noticed since I was in the capital that ace did not choose to negotiate directly with the senior management of the bureau during the day, but directly broke in at night, plus the eyeball box, and The logo of the old administration engraved behind the bones of the building…ace’s suspicion must have occurred earlier than us.”
“But…” Chen Qingye paused, and continued: “Although all the evidence now points to the administration before the reorganization, we are still not sure whether the administration after the reorganization is involved…”
Wei Yuechu showed a dazed expression and took the conversation:
“So, this time the request to evacuate the residents of City M is that on the one hand, we really cannot evacuate the 20 million residents on the one hand, and on the other hand, ace is also taking the opportunity to test the senior management of the administration to see if they know about it.”
Chen Qingye nodded: “I’m afraid this is the case.”
He turned to look at Chen Qingye who was standing on his left, and then turned to look at Wei Yuechu who was standing on his right.
…Your mind is so complicated.
When the other three people went to contact the bureau, Ye Jia stayed in the basement of the building.
He bent down and put down Xiao Hei’s hand and said, “Go and see if there is the same maliciousness in the underground here as in the cemetery.”
The little black hand trembled twice.
Although it is also a ghost, the maliciousness that can almost corrode itself also makes it feel instinctively afraid.
Although reluctant, the little black hand slowly sank into the depths of the ground.
Ye Jia stood in the cold and humid basement, waiting quietly.
Two minutes later, Xiao Hei Shou returned to Ye Jia’s shoulder as if he fled, and said tremblingly: “Yes, some.”
There was no unexpected look on Ye Jia’s face, his gaze slowly swept across the pile of mummy in front of him, then he withdrew his gaze and gave a low “um”.
After speaking, he turned around and walked outside the building.
The autumn sun fell from the top of the head. Although it was still bright, it lost the hot summer heat. It fell on the shoulders of the young man, but it could not dispel the cold moisture on his body.
Ye Jia’s gaze fell on Ji Xuan who was not far away.
The man stood quietly outside the building, his tall and slender figure outlined by the sunlight above his head with a golden border, his eyes drooping slightly, as if waiting for something.
He seemed to be aware of the opponent’s line of sight, raised his eyes and looked in this direction of Ye Jia, a pair of dark scarlet eyes gleaming in the light.
Ye Jia walked towards the other side.
Ji Xuan: “It’s over?”
Ye Jia didn’t have any superfluous expressions on her face, just a shallow “um”.
Ji Xuan raised his hand, and a scarlet gap opened in midair. In the next second, a cup of milk tea appeared and fell in his palm.
“Here.” He handed over the milk tea.
Ye Jia was startled.
Before he could react, a cup of hot milk tea was stuffed into his hand, the still-hot temperature ironed his palm, and a warmth slowly spread from the contacting skin.
“Don’t you like it?” Ji Xuan blinked and asked.
Ye Jia paused, lowered his eyes, and took the straw from the opponent’s hand: “Thank you.”
The two people walked slowly along the street.
Ji Xuan put his palm in his pocket, slightly narrowed his scarlet eyes, looked towards the deserted street, and asked:
Ye Jia drank milk tea: “Wait.”
He walked forward in silence, then suddenly stopped his steps, turned his head to look at Ji Xuan who was standing beside him, his light-colored eyes fixedly stared at the man who was slightly taller than him, amber-like The face of the other person reflected in the depths of the eyes: “…Hey.”
Ji Xuan followed and stopped, somewhat inexplicably: “Huh?”
Ye Jia’s fingers tightened a little while holding the milk tea cup, but his expression remained steady and calm, as if nothing would make his face look pale:
“Aren’t you worried?”
“worry about what?”
Ye Jia squinted his eyes, and a certain gloomy look surging in the depths of his eyes: “Mother’s blood is connected to you, right? She is weakened, and you will be weakened, so… if humans win Woolen cloth?”
What if the mother dies?
Ji Xuan’s thin lips hooked slightly, and his voice was muted, with a touch of intimate ambiguity:
“Brother, are you worried about me?”
He asked this question many times.
Ye Jia never answered him directly.
However, Ye Jia was not disturbed by his attitude this time. He fixedly looked at Ji Xuan and nodded suddenly:
Now it was Ji Xuan’s turn to be stunned.
He fixedly stared at the young man in front of him, as if he couldn’t believe his ears.
“No matter what the past between you and me, at least now we are in the same camp.” Ye Jia looked back at him without evasive, organized, and said clearly: “Then, I will naturally worry about you.”
He scrutinized the man in front of him, and asked every word: “Even if you face a threat to your life, will you still be on our side?”
“No.” Ji Xuan smiled suddenly.
The thin lips like a blade were raised slightly, revealing a smile with a hint of cold blood, and a pair of dark red eyes like half-condensed blood locked the young man standing in front of him, as if a cold-blooded python was staring at him. After losing his prey, the original illusion of gentleness and stability was torn away mercilessly, revealing the greed and evil that belonged to the ghost, his voice was low and hoarse:
“I will always stand with my desires.”
The man raised the young man’s palm to his lips, and his cold lips made a temperatureless kiss on the back of the opponent’s hand, like a sigh from the **** of death.
Those scarlet eyes tumbling with predation and possessiveness settled on Ye Jia from beginning to end, and he said dumbly:
“And you are my desire.”
The young man’s eyes are slightly drooping, his light-colored glaze eyes are hidden under the long eyelashes, with a somewhat inorganic, cold and indifferent look, and he appears in front of him in a ruthless and sensible way like a sharp blade. A wicked ghost with an evil face.
After a long time, Ye Jia’s lips swept across a faint arc of a smile.
He held the opponent’s palm with his backhand, his knuckles tightened slightly:
“Okay, I’m looking forward to it.”
He has never been a prey, but a predator at the top of the food chain, deadly and ferocious, always ready to choke off the enemy’s throat and pierce the opponent’s chest.
“Everyone does what they can?” Ji Xuan asked with a low laugh.
Ye Jia looked back at him calmly:
“Everyone does what they can.”
After speaking, he released the palm of the opponent, turned around, stepped forward, and continued to walk towards the end of the street.
Ji Xuan lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on his slightly open palm hanging in the air.
There seemed to be the temperature of the opponent’s skin remaining in the palm of his hand, and it penetrated into his chest little by little, like a poisonous poison that was addictive and craving, unable to get rid of it.
The smile on his lips deepened slightly.
Finally there is progress.
Ye Jia drank the milk tea in the cup and threw the empty bottle into the trash can on the corner of the street. The sound of the bottle hit the metal bottom of the trash can, giving a hollow echo.
At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.
Ye Jia answered the phone.
“Agree.” On the other side of the microphone, Wei Yuechu’s voice sounded a little unstable: “The top of the administration has approved our application to evacuate the residents of City M.”
Ye Jia lowered his eyes thoughtfully: “That’s how it is.”
Wei Yuechu was taken aback: “…Huh? What?”
She hesitated for a moment and continued: “We probably guessed that you want to test the bureau, but this time the upper-level has so decisively agreed to our application, doesn’t it prove their innocence?”
Ye Jia let out a sigh of relief slowly, and said, “…No.”
Wei Yuechu asked inexplicably: “Why?”
Ye Jia said: “Emptying a city is not a trivial matter. Not only is the economy completely shut down, the people are panicked, and the surrounding cities have to bear countless risks and pressures. Especially after the ghost gate opens, the whole country is affected. ”
He asked: “Such a huge decision, will you implement it immediately because of a suggestion from your subordinate?”
“…” Wei Yuechu was silent for a few seconds and replied: “No.”
At least it is necessary to send out detection troops to see if the information is true, and to hold meetings with other ministries to lobby and debate, and then make a decision.
Instead of reaching a resolution so quickly.
Ye Jia slowly stated his conjecture: “The current administration may not be involved in the current affairs, but they definitely know something.”
Wei Yuechu didn’t hold back his curiosity, and asked: “Then…what if the above did not agree with our suggestion?”
Ye Jia: “There are two possibilities.”
“First, these things have been buried deeply with the reorganization of the Administration, and all those who know will either leave or die.”
Ye Jia paused without a trace, and continued:
“Secondly, they are deeply involved, and they may even plan the mother’s coming with one hand.”
Opposite the microphone, only Wei Yuechu’s clear breath could be heard.
After a long time, she exhaled slowly, and joked with a slightly complicated tone: “That…it seems, fortunately they agreed to our request.”
Ye Jia nodded and said, “Yes, there is still a turning point.”
He hung up the phone, put the phone in his pocket, and looked far away.
Streets and streets are intertwined, and in the distance there is a hustle and bustle of car engines starting and the flow of people. Buildings and buildings overlap each other, which looks very smoky.
-This city, there is still a turning point.
The night is getting darker.
The director-general of the Supernatural Administration slowly walked towards his home.
He is a tall man with a tired look. Although his hair is gray, his body is still strong. His eyes are dark and it seems that he hasn’t taken a good rest for a long time.
He raised his hand, and the door of the fingerprint unlocked room made a beep and slowly opened in front of him.
The director-general stepped into the room.
However, before taking a few steps, he stopped abruptly.
The room in front of him was completely dark.
But I don’t know why, the chief director just felt as if he was being stared at. A chill instantly ran along his spine all the way, making him instinctively frightened and shuddered.
He suddenly stretched out his hand to reach his waist, quickly drew the special gun, and pointed it at the deep darkness in front of him.
The door closed behind his back.
The director shuddered uncontrollably, his back tightened instantly, his fingers clasped the gun in his hand, pointed unwaveringly into the darkness, and sternly shouted:
“Who! Come out!”
Although he sounded full of momentum, but he felt guilty in his heart.
Since the ghost gate opened, his mansion has been covered by numerous magical protections. It is hard for him to imagine that there is a real existence that can invade without a trace. This is simply…a bit scary.
This is. The table lamp placed on the table was slowly turned on by the slender and pale hands, and the gradually brighter light dispelled some of the darkness in the room.
On the single sofa next to the small table, the young man’s straight figure was outlined by the dim light, half of his pale face was illuminated, and the golden light flowed along his beautifully-lined side face, falling into it. Deep in the light-colored eyes: “Good evening.”
“Who are you?” The Chief Secretary’s voice was tense, and he slowly stepped back, trying to keep a certain safe distance from the other party.
The young man in front of him smiled slightly: “It doesn’t matter who I am.”
He stood up and approached the opponent unhurriedly, his slender figure intertwined with darkness and light, bringing a terrible pressure that was hard to breathe:
“The important thing is, what do you know?”
ten minutes later.
The Director-General was tied to the sofa by Wuhuada. His face was pale, with fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on the fuzzy figure of the young man in front of him.
He has exhausted methods, whether it is a threat or an attempt to make a transaction, he can’t stop the other party’s actions.
For such a long time, there has been no movement outside, and it seems impractical to wait for rescue.
His face was illuminated by the light, and everything was visible, but the face of the other party was always hidden in the darkness. This kind of stubborn suppression of status and information made him very panicked, but after all, he was also walking in the wind and waves. Those who passed, these emotions did not show on his face.
He calmly asked:
“So, what do you want to know?”
“More than thirty years ago,” the young indifferent voice came from not far away: “Why is the Supernatural Authority reorganized?”
The chief director’s pupils suddenly shrank.
He didn’t expect that the first question from the other party directly hit his pain point.
He gritted his teeth, his breathing became slightly quicker.
The young man looked at him condescendingly and asked again:
“M City, why is it a gate?”
Cold sweat oozes from the chief director’s forehead, and big beads of sweat run down his cheeks slowly and fall into his collar.
The opponent bends down slowly, his voice is cold, like a blade quenching ice:
“…Where is Qi Rou’s body?”
The chief director was shocked. He seemed to have seen a ghost, staring at the figure in front of him, his face was gray and his voice was so dumb that he could hardly hear the original tone:
“You, who are you…?”
In the next second, only a “click” sound was heard, and the light in the room was turned on.
In front of him, the slender young man stood in front of him without any cover, a pair of light-colored eyes were like a misty cold sky, looking down at him without happiness or anger, light-colored thin lips slightly lifted, aroused An arc without the slightest smile:
“My name is Ye Jia.”
The chief director’s face suddenly turned gray and pale, his pale lips trembled slightly, his eyes widened, and he stared at the young man in front of him.
Ye Jia smiled: “It seems that you have indeed heard of this name.”
The chief secretary’s voice was as low as a gnat:
“You are… her son.”
Suddenly, the man who had gritted his teeth in front of him and was about to deal with him to the end seemed to be drawn out of his energy at that moment. The whole person was relieved, and he murmured tremblingly:
Ye Jia looked down at him calmly and waited quietly.
After a long time, the Director General pulled out of his thoughts. He raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, his voice weak and feeble:
“Okay, I will tell you all.”
Ye Jia’s fingers on the side of the gods closed slightly.
However, just listen to the other person continuing to say: “But…before that, I want to take you to meet someone.”
The director general gave a wry smile: “Don’t worry, I won’t run.”
Ye Jia fixed his eyes down to look at him, then leaned down, a flash of cold light flashed through his fingertips, and the rope slipped down from the man in front of him.
The Chief Secretary stood up and sighed, “…Let’s go.”
Occult Administration headquarters.
The elevator sank slowly, and the number on the screen changed from -4 to -5.
Ye Jia’s eyes condensed slightly.
After all, he can be regarded as an employee of the Administration Bureau. He has been there before on business trips. Although he can’t say that he knows the structure of the headquarters, he can be regarded as having a basic familiarity and understanding. But… he never knew that the underground of the Administration Bureau , There is actually a fifth floor.
This floor did not even appear on the elevator buttons, but arrived directly after the chief director confirmed his pupils and fingerprints.
The elevator door opened in front of him.
Not far away is a thick metal wall, which looks very solemn and cold, with the same high-tech tight door lock on the side.
The chief director glanced hesitantly at Ji Xuan behind Ye Jia.
Ye Jia saw his doubts and said:
“Relax, he can be trusted.”
The director sighed and gritted his teeth: “Okay.”
He took out the magnetic card and swiped it dripping into one of the card slots. After detecting the fingerprints and pupils, the heavy door in front of him slowly opened.
Ye Jia was slightly startled.
In the distance is a cold and unmanned corridor, surrounded by metal railings on both sides, like… a huge prison.
“Let’s go.” The chief director walked in first.
At this moment, a sirens suddenly sounded from the top of their heads, and the red light enveloped their heads, signaling the coming of danger.
The director general was taken aback: “What’s the matter?”
I saw a picture suddenly lit up on the dark screen in front of me—s-level alarm.
The surveillance picture outside the building suddenly appeared, and from a distance, black and heavy clouds rolled, and a hideous and terrifying figure appeared in the darkness, like a whole army of ghosts, rushing frantically towards this building.
According to the breath, there are at least three s-level ghosts here.
Ye Jia frowned, her face showing a solemn expression.
If this is a ghost organized by the mother, how did they know that they are here?
Ji Xuan raised a pair of scarlet eyes, looked towards the top of his head, and slowly said, “I’m afraid…we brought it in.”
Ye Jia was taken aback.
Ji Xuan hooked her lips:
“Dear family, do you remember?”
You know, there is a very mysterious feeling between the mother and the direct line.
And now, she was anxious.
His eyes turned scarlet, and he turned and walked towards the elevator: “Go ahead.”
Ye Jia: “…Hello.”
“I will definitely come back all the way back, don’t worry.” Before the elevator closed, Ji Xuan smiled: “After all, my brother has agreed to my pursuit, right?”
Ye Jia: “??”
When did I agree? ? ?
However, before he could say anything, the elevator in front of him had already closed and went up.
The director-general was waiting for him not far away.
Ye Jia slowly took a deep breath, turned and walked in his direction, and said:
The two walked toward the depths one after the other, and only the empty echo of footsteps could be heard in the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, there is a huge transparent wall, followed by a dark iron railing, and then another layer of isolation.
Behind the barrier, an extremely terrifying human figure can be seen.
Half of the body is an old, rickety human, wrinkled, it seems to be hundreds of years old, like a fruit that has shrunk due to loss of water, its eyes are chaotic and dirty, but it is still alive, but the other half of the body is Scarlet horrible sarcoma, concave and convex on it, countless blue veins snaking and beating on it, it is so huge that it almost fills half of the cell.
The Chief Secretary took off his glasses, wiped the mist on them, and said:
“This… is the director of the Occult Administration thirty years ago.”
He put on his glasses again: “Huai Shengze.”
Ye Jia was taken aback: “…have?”
The chief nodded, gritted his teeth, and said dryly:
“If… by blood, he is your grandfather.”