Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 153: Hide and seek

153 hide and seek

Jung began to assign tasks: "I, Crow, Pan and Fu Jiang go to the police station to see what they can find. WWW.. Book friends~ Li provide~ For Locke, you take Dada, the shepherd dog and the magician. In the apartment, let Dada take charge of the conversation. Don’t reveal our identity, just say that we are the assistants of the magician. We are traveling around the country looking for inspiration for new magic. We decided to live here for a while. Others are on standby and support at any time."

Everyone started to act immediately. Bajing, Sakuya, and Bach returned to the office, and the others left the villa and drove to their destinations.

Vehicles are allocated in teams of two in the Security Bureau. Fu Jiang and I were in a group, and Jung and Pan were in a group. A total of two off-road vehicles of the same style drove to the town police station.

There are not many tall buildings in this small town, and most houses and shops are structures below three stories. The road is also not very smooth, and the surroundings are mostly yellow and reddish-brown sandstones. Driving the car too fast will raise the yellow sand, and it will not reveal more civilized atmosphere until it is close to the center of the town.

It is worth mentioning that although there is a circle around the periphery of the town that seems barbarous, the deliberately managed villa area, recuperation area and business area are quite elegant. Especially the closer you are to the hilltop apartment, the more a quaint sentiment is revealed. There are lush and tall trees on the roadside, deep shade, and the breeze is coming. The sound of Lin Tao seems to converge here from all directions. The ground is also huge and square. The stone slabs are made of slabs, which is suspicious of returning to the most brilliant era of the Middle Ages.

The rebuilt apartment on the site of the mental hospital can be seen from the foot of the mountain. It was deliberately designed as a castle, and the towering minarets on the sides and middle of the building have become a symbol of the town. Especially at the top of the central minaret, there is a huge clock, but it is just a decoration. The hands will always stay at 19:05, and I don't know what it means. Only occasionally when looking at it on a turbulent night, the light at twelve moments swayed like wildfire, as if this night will always flow at this moment.

For ordinary tourists, the existence of this apartment is a very attractive man-made wonder, especially for guests obsessed with mystery and magic. The fire and tragedy that occurred in that apartment building was attracted by the inexplicable illusion-like horror, and one would want to immediately pay three thousand dollars a month in rent to move into it.

Of course, in addition to the exquisite atmosphere of brewing, the apartment will provide services and recuperation programs that match the rent. Because the horror and singularity will gradually dilute over time, but the tranquil scenery and excellent service can make people linger. Sent, the apartment operator, can be said to have a wealth of money.

However, for those of us who really wander through danger, weirdness and horror, the feeling created by that building is too weird. The town is harmonious and peaceful, and the apartment’s unusual sceneries stand out from the crowd, but they are not out of place. It seems that harmony and calm are just a depressing by-product.

I know that everything can't be based on feelings. It's just that when you stare at the huge clock decoration at a certain moment in the night, you will have the psychedelic feeling that the whole town is shrouded in a strange shadow. This kind of incomparable reality, and the feeling of being in a nightmare, is not the first time it has occurred.

Every time there is no good result from Ranwen Novel.com.

So I have to pay attention to it. The more I pay attention, the more I feel that there must be something wrong. Although the neighbors are harmonious here, and the beautiful scenery during the day is calming, I just can't get rid of this feeling of dreams.

In the past three days, although I lived a leisurely and comfortable life during the day, in the middle of the night, I would always wake up from my dreams for no reason. I did not tell anyone, including Fu Jiang, that I did not want to ruin her vacation because of this incident. There are two voices in my head talking. They can only be heard when I am confused, and they disappear once I concentrate. I used to suspect that the "Jiang" and "Silk" in the body were at work. Since completing the last mission, they have been silent...

Perhaps because of all the unnatural effects that occurred after coming to this town, the place I always wanted to go was not the police station, but the weird apartment.

The reason why I haven't gotten close to that place in the past three days is that there is another emotion in my mind that is affecting me.

Unbelievable feelings, unpredictable emotions, dream-like nights in the town, whenever the darkest day before dawn, the mist that lingers on the mirror lake and lingers in the town’s buildings is like hiding something evil The power of the sun did not disappear without a trace until the sun rose.

Is it the only one who feels like this? Is it a subjective psychological effect? I don't know, at least the people in this town are not as strange as Ranwen.com. They admire all this as a masterpiece of nature and artists just like tourists.

I sat in the passenger seat and looked up at my face in the rearview mirror. The outline is getting deeper and paler, and it is almost completely different from the self in school days. The strange thing is that no matter whether it is Fujiang, Sakuya or Eight Views, Ranwen Novel.com has not questioned this. I know that this is not because of the lack of spirit and the transition of indulgence. My spirit is buoyant, and the results of the physical examination are healthier and stronger than those of ordinary adults, but this patient-like face...what is going on?

I retracted my gaze and stroked the quark lightly.

Quark suddenly jumped onto my left hand, incredibly turning into a gray-black mist and entering the magic pattern.

At that moment, countless information about the envoy and the quark poured into my mind. My brain was a little bloated, but I quickly adapted.

The quark and the demon fuse into a queen, who has the power to manipulate shadows. Its state of existence is abnormal. It can change its shape and appear in the shadows, but it does not have too strong attack ability. In addition to the attack methods of ordinary birds, it lacks other means and only possesses the IQ of the quark itself.

Even so, the quark's shadow ability combined with the host's power will produce a weird and powerful qualitative change.

The natural abilities that I possess, coupled with the magic quark, made me almost have the illusion that if I wear a black robe, I am a wizard who walks alive in a modern city.

The myth seems to be getting closer and closer to this world.

The body of the car shook lightly. It seemed to have been walking for a long time, but there was still a long way to go. Is it so far from the villa to the police station?

I didn't speak, my eyelids were a little heavy, and my consciousness seemed to be diminishing.

"Isn't there yet? A Jiang." In order to stay awake, I asked for a word.

"It's been less than three minutes." Fu Jiang's voice was a little surprised, "What's the matter? A Chuan, he looked absent-minded."

"It's nothing, but I suddenly feel a little sleepy." I barely raised my spirits. "It's weird, I'm not so weak, don't you think I have lost a lot of weight these days?"

"Why do you say that? At night, you were dreaming." Fu Jiang stared at the front and put his left hand on my crotch. "Look, it's tough, isn't it?"

"I didn't mean this...no, I mean, did we do too much?" I said vaguely, "Maybe I didn't sleep yesterday."

"I don't think that your problem is very strange." Fu Jiang glanced at me and said: "A Chuan, we are not ordinary people, no matter the spirit, or the sex, we are all unusual."

I shook my head vigorously, but it was useless, my vision became blurred, and my body lost strength and sank into the seat back.

"I must take a break."

"Really? Let's lie down for a while." Fu Jiang's voice seemed to come from a distance, and I felt myself falling on my soft thighs, "I will tell Jung..."

It's a little different from real falling asleep, it seems it's just a nap. It’s just a moment when I’m caught in the darkness of nothing. I feel the martial universe, the holy king makes the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil, the proud world, the strongest, abandons the young, the great Zhou, the royal family, the night kills the god, the seal Throne seeks the devil, proud of the world, the strongest of the nine times Forcibly abandon the Shao Da Zhou imperial clan to his own consciousness. I want to think about something, but there is a cloud of mud in my mind. I am not sure that I am awake, otherwise why can't I feel anything? Only chaos surrounds me.

Is this a dream? It's in a dream.

In such a hazy state, I heard those two voices again, and they looked faintly at the other end of the distance. But in this world, only me and them are left, so I can't wait to know where they come from.

I wake up every time I want to capture these two sounds. But this time, I did not choose to approach them, I just lay quietly.

As a result, the voice came closer by itself.

I heard more clearly. Two voices, one after the other, are unpredictable, but they are indeed approaching here.

Closer.

It's the sound of footsteps.

Two footsteps, one cautiously and one chasing briskly.

Hehe hehe, childish laughter, like a girl, approaching for a while, then swinging open again, like a butterfly flying through the flowers.

When the voice became clearer, I don't know when there was only one footstep left.

"Seven six five four three two one, see how I catch you;

Find the east and look to the west, hide the cat there;

Wooden people, wood people, come to the center;

The offender will disappear, and the moving out will be discarded. "

The girl sang nursery rhymes loudly, and her clear and pure voice echoed in this chaotic world. The singing drifted past me, but I didn't see anyone.

Ah, I'm dreaming, because I closed my eyes, so I can't see it. But am I in the car? Where is the girl from?

My mind is gradually pulling out of the quagmire, and the feeling of chaos is gradually fading, and I know that I am about to wake up.

The girl's voice was gone, and I couldn't hear it anymore, but more voices came in.

Patter...is it raining? I can't feel the shaking of the car body, did it stop?

A loud thunder blast seemed to blow up the whole world. I sat up in horror, and when I opened my eyes, a sharp light flickered on my side, which lasted for a while, illuminating everything in front of me pale. With the help of this light, I saw the huge pattern of green tiles on the ground repeatedly extending, and at the forefront stood a statue of the Virgin Mary, with a white veil hanging from its head and gently scrolling with the candlelight at the foot.

I haven't recovered from Ranwen.com, and everything fell into darkness again. There was a loud "bang" from the near side, and my heart seemed to stop beating in a moment. I jumped up from the ground and looked at the sound in surprise, only to see a window swaying babbling, and a gust of wind suddenly swept cold rain on me.

There was another burst of lightning and thunder, and the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed like a demon dancing in the squally rain.

The water stains and cold wind made me calm down again, but I couldn't answer the worries and doubts in my heart. The weather, taste, scenery, and touch here are telling me that all of this is real. However, how did he come here? Where is this place again?

I remember very clearly that before waking up, I was sitting with Fu Jiang in the car heading to the police station.

It was daytime, and now it is night. Did I miss my day job? Fujiang, where are they now? I looked around, but there was no clue from Ranwen.com. In this hall with only the sound of wind and rain, I was the only one hanging in the shadow. Even though I am used to seeing all kinds of weird events, when I wake up and feel that the environment around me has undergone a huge change inexplicably, and is so lonely and dead, I can't help but feel anxious.

I yelled "Fu Jiang", and then was overwhelmed by the rolling thunder, so I let go of my throat and shouted the other people's name: "Jung Pan Fu Jiang"

The only answer to me is the sound of tyrannical wind and rain.

I took a deep breath and suppressed the surprise in my heart. Something must be done, I thought, so I walked to the window that was blown open and closed it again so that I could look at where I was with the help of the lightning passing by from time to time.

This is a spacious hall with high ceilings. The furnishings and structure look like in a church, but there are no benches or preaching stands. There is nothing superfluous here, so it looks extraordinarily empty. The three-person statue of the Virgin Mary stood alone on the opposite side, the candlelight at her feet had been blown out, leaving only the light veil on the head floating. She smiled implicitly and curvy, staring down at the baby in her arms.

A flash of lightning struck again, and Maria's face suddenly became vivid. Her eyes seemed to fall on my face, which shocked me and couldn't help taking a few steps back. Looking at it with horror, he found that it was just an illusion.

On both sides of the statue of the Virgin are the entrances into the back of the building. The back is pitch black, and the silence is uneasy.

The light of lightning does not only shine from the windows on both sides, I find that there is still some light from behind the statue of the Virgin, sprinkling from top to bottom on the ground, making the silhouette of the Virgin Mary in the dark night Also very clear. I looked for the source of the light source, and found that it was a flower window at a height of two meters behind the head of the Madonna.

Only the small window is painted, and the other window glass is extraordinary. What is painted on the painted window is not very real, but when the light and shadow are intertwined, the pane gives a very strong symbolic impression.

A circle above and a cross below, like a key and a symbol of a woman.

My gaze continued to look upwards, patrolling the ceiling, and my body couldn't help but step back a few steps. As a result, a hard and thick object was placed on my back. I woke up, and when I looked back, it was a wooden door.

It should be the gate of the main hall. Is it the outside when it opens? But, was this door originally in this place?

As soon as this doubt arises, I not only scold myself for being stupid. From the perspective of the structure and sense of space of the hall, this door is not unharmonious here.

I suddenly thought about opening the door to see where I was from the outside.

The thought was so strong that I immediately grabbed the three-meter-long door bolt and placed it horizontally on the card position, trying to pull it out. However, I used the strength of breastfeeding, and it didn't move at all. Then I tried to pry it up and push it out, but to no avail. It's like sticking to the door, making people wonder if it's just a decoration.

There may be a mechanism, but I fumbled for a while, and I didn't find such a thing on Ranwen Novel.com.

I was finally convinced that I couldn't open the door, and I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

By the way, don’t there still be mobile phones allocated by the Security Bureau? I quickly touched my hand in my pocket, but rummaged through all the places where I could hide things, but I couldn’t find my phone. Not only that, but it also made me aware of a more terrifying fact.

The wallet, revolver, and dagger are all gone. Now I can be said to be poor and white. But how is this possible? Who is hiding all his things?

I stood still there for a while, sorting out the thoughts and memories in my mind, putting all the questions aside, and letting myself see the most important facts.

It seems that I can only go forward.

The half-open doors on both sides of the Virgin Mary beckoned to me.

I glanced at the magic pattern on my left wrist, and with a movement in my heart, a thick gray mist came out and turned into a crow quark. The quark fell on my shoulder, looking around with anxiety but keenly.

In addition to it, the plundering ability and chain judgment ability seem to be useless.

What a weird place.

I recalled those two voices and the girl who sang nursery rhymes~IndoMTL.com~she seemed to be playing hide and seek with another person. Was she not visible at the time because she was real and was in this building?

At this time, the chasing sound rang again, coming from behind the front door, returning home empty in the hall.

"Hehehe..."

The girl's laughter stopped suddenly.

At that moment, I saw a petite figure standing in the shadow of the door on the left. She seemed to see me, but she was too scared to come out.

"Hi, good evening." I lowered my voice and tried to make myself more friendly.

After all, on such a stormy night, a drenched stranger stood in an empty hall. For a young girl, it was almost a replica of the nightmare scene in a horrible fairy tale, right?

She still seemed to scare her, the girl's originally unclear outline disappeared into the darkness, and the sound of pattering footsteps disappeared quickly.

Without thinking, I walked towards the door.