Disaster Is Coming: Sequence Detective

Deep in the dark dungeon.

A young man's hands were open and chained to a black cross. His long black hair was messy and covered his drooping face, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

The clothes on his body were already torn into large pieces, and there were red needle holes and traces of stitches everywhere under his dark skin.

His body was shaking and his hands were struggling.

The rusty black iron chain made a dull sound as he shook it.

"Why? Why? Dad, why is this?"

The young man's repeated whispers, as small as mosquitoes, were filled with unspeakable despair and resentment.

At this time, there was a sound of silent footsteps in the distance.

Then, a man wearing a black robe and carrying a medicine box walked over from a distance. He held an oil lamp in his hand. The weak light was like the sun in the dark dungeon, instantly attracting the young man's attention. Notice.

The young man raised his head suddenly, and his numb eyes suddenly became extremely hateful when he saw the man. He struggled violently and yelled: "Why? Why? Dad, why is this?!"

The man was a middle-aged man with stubble. After taking off the one-piece hat of his black robe, he hung the lantern on his waist, walked up to the young man and said, "Xu Nian, there is no reason. If you want to blame it, blame this one." The world is too cruel.”

As he spoke, he ignored the young man's dull eyes and took out a syringe and a small bottle of medicine from the medicine box.

A trace of fear flashed in the young man's eyes, and he begged: "No, no, please dad, for the sake of Qiaoqiao and Wu'er, no"

The man ignored the young man and just calmly pumped the red potion from the potion into the syringe, and then plunged it into the young man's arm as the young man screamed in terror.

Then, blood-red lines appeared on the surface of the young man's body. The young man seemed to feel unspeakable pain and suddenly screamed miserably.

"No! No, I don't want to become a monster."

"No, Dad, I'm begging you, I'm begging you."

The young man's body began to grow scaly gelatinous material, his eyes turned as black as ink at some point, his butt was torn apart, and huge black tentacles like octopus tentacles grew out of his body. .

One, two.

Until nine huge tentacles fluttered wantonly behind the young man, the middle-aged man walked up to the young man, gently stroked the scales on the other man's body, and said gently: "Xu Nian, don't worry, Qiaoqiao and Wu'er will always be together. You are together and will never be separated. Dad will never break his promise."

"By the way, isn't your dream to be a detective? Dad has already saved some money for you. Remember to use it when you go out."

"I know you must hate me very much, but there is no way. This world is over. This is the fate of you and me. Neither you nor I can escape."

"Xu Nian, you must remember, if one day."

"No!!!"

Xu Nian opened his eyes suddenly. The bonfire beside him seemed to be struck by an invisible big hand. It immediately fell into pieces and the flames were extinguished silently.

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed.

If it weren't for the shimmering orange stone at the top of the cave, his wife and son might not be able to see Xu Nian's pale face.

Xu Nian was still panting heavily, as if he had collapsed. He put his hands on the ground. He was obviously sitting, but he was swaying, and he felt like he would fall down at any time.

"Honey, how are you feeling?"

At this time, the wife walked over gently, with a tender look on her face.

Xu Nian's body trembled, and the fear in his eyes gradually faded away. After taking a long breath, he smiled bitterly and said: "Sure enough, my brain is resisting instinctively. I only simulated half of the scene, and I couldn't stand it anymore."

As he spoke, he sighed again.

Since the heart-to-heart talk with his wife just now, he has made up his mind and begun to slowly accept the fact that he has abilities. He no longer avoids being a monster and no longer hates the abilities he possesses.

However, although the determination is good, it is not that simple to actually develop the ability.

Although he was ready to wake up, it was still difficult for him to do it in a short time as Tang Yin said, simulating the scenes that he least wanted to recall.

Just like just now, after his wife and son gave him back the abilities that originally belonged to him, perhaps because he no longer hated his abilities in his heart, he felt the spiritual power in his body for the first time.

For the first time, he began to follow the ability development plan given by Tang Yin, controlling his mental power to construct the unbearable memory in his consciousness.

The result was obvious. After just recalling a small part of one of the memories, he instinctively broke away from this horrific memory and could not continue to complete it at all.

However, the wife was not angry at all. She just looked at Xu Nian tenderly and said, "My dear, don't be anxious. I believe in you. You will be able to do it one day."

Xu Nian was even more ashamed. He gritted his teeth and took out the last bottle of spiritual catalyst from his pocket: "I'll try again."

The wife shook her head and said: "Wait a minute, didn't your beautiful auxiliary officer say that? Mental catalysts cannot be used continuously."

"But."

Xu Nian wanted to say something else, but after seeing his wife's gentle eyes, he softened inexplicably: "Okay, I promise you."

As he spoke, he picked up the rattle and stood up. With a thought, the spiritual power in his body surged. The familiar black armor covered his whole body again. The shield was thicker than before, and the rattle in his hand instantly turned into a giant black armor. The hilt of the sword.

This was the first time that Xu Nian felt full of power. Unlike before, although he was also using his abilities, he always felt a little blocked. Now that he thinks about it, it should be because of the resistance in his heart.

When the wife saw this scene, a happy smile flashed in her eyes, and her whole body slowly disappeared while waving.

The son stuck out his tongue, and then quickly got into the rattle.

Xu Nian knew that after his son's power was returned to him, he would be an ordinary spirit and there would be a risk of dissipating if he stayed outside for a long time.

So, after he touched the rattle gently, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he walked towards the depths of the cave.

The passage of the cave is very narrow and dark, and only two people can pass through it at the same time. Fortunately, he can rely on his spiritual power to sense it, otherwise he would not dare to walk in the dark cave with such confidence.

Just like that, after walking for who knows how long, he heard the sound of dripping water in the distance. His heart moved. He tightened the rattle in his hand and touched it in the direction of the sound.

As he got closer, the light in front of him became brighter and brighter, and he could vaguely see a stone cave that looked like a curtain of water. The sound of dripping water was the drops of water falling from the edge of the cave.

Xu Nian was about to go over when a frightening moan suddenly came from the cave in front:

"Save me. Who can save me?"