Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

The train was still moving forward slowly. During this period of time, investigators who are familiar with other cars kept calling to ask what happened just now. When I heard robbers coming up to rob, I can hear the call from Xiong Wanyi sitting on the opposite side. The burst of laughter. Fearing that the trio of uncle nephews would regenerate after they woke up accidentally, Ximen chain placed the trio of them in the corner, and then took out a small bottle, unplugged it, and placed them under the noses of the three of them. They all smelled it. Under my eyes, I saw the souls in these three people suddenly began to wilt. I’ve heard from the broken army before that people in the second room will carry a kind of requiem smoke when performing tasks, which is generally used to calm the souls of people who are frightened and stimulated, and prevent these people from becoming spiritual due to excessive stimulation. Abnormal. Unless they are exposed to drugs or magical instruments that can stimulate the soul, those who smell this requiem smoke will sleep for more than ten hours before waking up slowly.

It was one o'clock in the middle of the night in a blink of an eye, and I had been running around for a day, but I didn't feel sleepy. It was really refreshing to look at the more than one hundred dead souls in front of me. But the fat man next to him yawned one after another, and his upper and lower eyelids began to attract each other. Just when I began to admire his heartlessness, a ringing of the telephone pulled him back from the critical point of sleep.

"Which king is this again..." After looking at the caller ID, Fatty Sun swallowed half of the foul language he had said. He stared at the phone screen for a moment, but returned to normal in an instant. Fatty Sun raised his eyes and glanced at me and Xiong Wanyi, then got up and walked to the back door before answering the phone. When Fatty Sun spoke again, his voice was suppressed to the lowest level, and his catch phrase was no longer heard. He just said four words back and forth: "Yes...I understand...Yes...Yes...Yes, I understand... Yes Yes……"

He hung up the call after more than two minutes. He returned to his seat and started yawning again as he leaned back in his chair. While his eyelids were still not glued, I said to him: "Great Sage, who is calling you in the middle of the night? I can find you at this time, isn't the relationship shallow?" Fatty Sun's eyes narrowed He didn't look at me right away. Instead, he glanced at Xiong Wanyi before saying to me, "It's a colleague from the Drug Enforcement Department before. It wasn't me who said, Lazi, look at our popularity. It’s been more than half a year since I left the Drug Enforcement Department. Now, there are old colleagues who are thinking about me and have to invite me to dinner. I said there is no time not to go, so I almost turned my face over there. Alas...No way, who makes me such a natural person?"

"Just fool you..." I cursed secretly in my heart. You said four words just now, and you said four words over and over again. How can there be a sentence that says you don't have time to eat? But in this way, I don't think that Fatty Sun deliberately lied to me. 80% of it was because there was an extra bear stuff on the opposite side, and some things could not be said in Xiong Wanyi's face, so he talked nonsense with me.

Just when I was guessing who was calling the call just now, Monk Xiao’s voice came from the little speaker above my head: “I’m going to pass the broken gate soon, and the investigators in each car are optimistic about the soul in their car. , Be careful, there may be signs of loss of control.” As soon as Monk Xiao’s words fell, old investigators such as Xiong Wanyi and Ximen Lian began to yell: “I’ll tell you if there is a broken gate! Can this broken train pass...” Look. Looking at them, my heart also began to lose ground. I know a little bit about the Broken Yin Gate. It is said that it is a barrier in Yang Shili that prevents lone ghosts from entering the Guimen Pass. The broken yin gate has no effect on the people of the Yang world, but once the light is off, the dead souls are in front of the broken yin gate, unless there is a ghost to lead the way, otherwise the ordinary lonely ghosts will instantly disappear into nothingness. Although our train has been specially handled by the Public Investigation Bureau, it is still unknown whether it can safely pass through the broken gate without harming the soul in the carriage.

At this time, I felt that the air pressure began to slowly decrease, and at the same time the souls began to show signs of abnormal movement. Most of the dead souls in the carriage raised their heads and looked around aimlessly. Suddenly, there was a scream of horror and wailing from other carriages. After this scream, screams followed one after another in almost the entire twenty-odd carriages. All the souls in our carriage squatted to the ground while screaming, and their entire bodies shrank into a ball.

This state only lasted for about a minute. After that, the pressure in the air quickly returned to normal, and the wailing sounds of the souls suddenly disappeared without a trace. After adapting for a few seconds, the souls began to slowly stand up. Just when I thought I had passed the broken gate safely, a huge explosion suddenly sounded from the front of the train. At the same time as the explosion sounded, the train suddenly braked. Stopped. Fortunately, our car drove slowly, otherwise it would just be able to dump us where.

I opened the window of the car and looked forward, and the direction of the explosion was in the first few cars. One person was blown out of the carriage, and he was lying on the ground covered in blood. My heart shook, the person lying on the ground must not be Monk Xiao. I just wanted to jump off the car to see what happened. Before I opened the door, my phone rang, and the caller ID was Monk Xiao. Monk Xiao almost yelled at the other end of the phone: "You and Dasheng Sun will come right now! "

At this time, there was a mess, and people in other carriages had jumped out of the car one after another and ran towards the explosion. Monk Xiao’s voice was heard from the small speaker in the carriage: "All investigators except the designated personnel cannot get off the car! Those who get off will immediately return to the carriage!"

There was an ice and snow outside the carriage. When Fatty Sun and I ran to the front carriage where the incident occurred, Monk Xiao had already got off the train. The accident was in his second carriage, and a big hole was exploded in the carriage. I glanced inside and couldn't see the strange soul with Monk Xiao in the carriage. The man lying on the ground was bloody, his upper body was like a blood gourd. He was lying face down in the snow, his face no longer able to tell who this person was, and his limbs showed an incredible bend. Had it not been for this person's chest to rise and fall slightly, I would have thought that this person was already dead.