I'm not a theatre god

When the front of the car plunged into the thick fog and disappeared, everyone gradually came back to their senses.

"How could this happen? Where is the car behind?"

"I think... I saw Chief Chen in the car?"

"I saw it too, that red dress is so eye-catching, you can see it at a glance!"

"Chief Chen, why didn't you stop the car to save us?"

"This train doesn't even have carriages, how could it take us? He must have run away alone!"

"There seemed to be another person next to Chief Chen just now... I couldn't see clearly."

"Is it Zhao Yi? If I'm not mistaken."

"..."

Everyone was talking to each other, looking at the front of the car with envy in their eyes...

"Stop looking... let's go." Boss Xu shook his head, "Chief Chen can't save us, we can only rely on ourselves..."

The roar of the car did not change the fate of everyone. They sighed with envy and continued to move forward.

At the same time, inside the train operation room.

"Chen Ling, I seemed to have seen Boss Xu and the others just now." Zhao Yi rubbed his eyes and spoke uncertainly.

"oh."

"Why don't we give them a ride?"

"It's such a big place, and three or five people can't stand there. How can we carry them?"

Zhao Yi opened his mouth, but in the end he could only fall silent.

"I...I can shrink a little." A small voice came from the side.

When Zhao Yi heard the sound, he saw the girl sitting on the ground in the corner of the operating room, hugging her legs and silently huddled her body together, occupying only a very small space, not even as big as a watermelon.

Zhao Yi couldn't help but find it funny, "No one is getting on the bus now, why are you working so hard?"

The girl buried her head in her knees and remained silent.

Zhao Yi didn't need to drive and had nothing to do standing around. He simply squatted in front of the girl and asked in a lower voice:

"Speaking of which, I still don't know your name?"

"I...my grandma calls me Ling'er."

"Ling'er." Zhao Yi nodded, "How did you get in the car?"

"Grandma brought me here...Grandma said she asked me to sneak under the car and get into the car without being discovered. She would pick me up when the train arrived." Ling'er pursed her lips and answered in a low voice. .

Zhao Yi fell into silence.

According to Ling'er, she and her grandmother were one old and one young. It was impossible to walk to Aurora City on foot, so the only way was to get on the train... and maybe the grandmother knew she couldn't get on the train. So she was given such a solution. As for herself, there was a high probability that she would be shot dead by the law enforcers.

At the station, Zhao Yi lost his father, and Ling'er lost her grandmother. Their fates were very similar, which made Zhao Yi feel even more pity.

"My name is Zhao Yi. If you need anything in the future, just come to me!" Zhao Yi patted his chest and said.

Then, as if he thought of something, he hesitated and spoke again,

"Well...his name is Chen Ling. Sometimes, it may be more useful to find him than to find me..."

Chen Ling did not participate in their exchange, but was seriously controlling the train. The last time he saw such an antique-level thing was in a museum in his previous life. If there was not a control manual in the control room, he would have let this thing go. It's not easy to move.

Even so, the train still stopped from time to time. It was not until a long time later that a familiar platform slowly approached.

"arrive."

Chen Ling jumped out of the car, followed closely by Zhao Yi and Ling'er.

They looked at the dead town in front of them, without any human beings. In the light mist, only the biting cold wind from the frozen sea shuttled through the houses, making a low whine.

"This is Winter Harbor?" Zhao Yileng shivered, "It feels much colder than District 3..."

Ling'er seemed to be frightened by the wind, her face turned pale, and she tightly grabbed Zhao Yi's clothes.

"There is no one... It seems that this place has also fallen."

Chen Ling frowned slightly, "Be careful, there might be some disaster happening here."

Hearing these words, Zhao Yi's face suddenly turned ugly. He couldn't help but ask, "Chen Ling, what on earth are we doing here?"

"Come with me."

Chen Ling didn't answer him, but simply identified the direction and walked forward quickly.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi had no other choice. He took Ling'er's hand and followed quickly. A faint mist drifted in the dim town. As everyone gradually entered the town, a strong smell of blood filled the air. into their nasal cavities.

Chen Ling's eyes scanned the houses on both sides. There were no signs of violence, and there were no bodies on the road. The whole town was quiet, as if asleep...

Chen Ling narrowed her eyes, walked straight to a house, and gently opened the door.

squeak——

As the door opened, the room became dark. In the deepest part of the bedroom, on the bed, a figure lay quietly, with a thick and swollen neck, wide-eyed eyes, and no longer breathing.

"What smells so bad?" Zhao Yi stood at the door and couldn't help but cover his nose.

At the same time, he did not forget to stretch out his other hand to cover Ling'er's eyes. Although the body was far away, it was always not good for the child to see it.

"It's sea water."

Chen Ling bent down and rubbed his fingertips gently on the ground. A water stain stuck to his fingertips, exuding an indescribable stench.

Chen Ling opened the doors of several other houses one after another. The situation was almost the same as before. Even the method of death was exactly the same. Even the streets of the town were filled with this kind of seawater.

Chen Ling's brows frowned more and more. Following the memory in his mind, he walked along the street to a grocery kiosk and opened the small closed window.

A woman's body was lying on the table of the grocery kiosk. In front of her hand was the telegraph device, but a string of messages seemed to be strangled here before it was completely sent.

Of course Chen Ling recognized her. When he came to Winter Harbor before, it was at this grocery kiosk that he connected with the Dusk Society. This woman was also a peripheral member of the Dusk Society. She should have been trying to deliver news to the Dusk Society before she died.

"Do you know her?" Zhao Yi asked confusedly when he saw Chen Ling's eyes were a little complicated.

"……do not know."

Chen Ling took a deep breath and spoke slowly:

"Something has come ashore from the frozen sea... All the residents of Winter Harbor must have died in their sleep without any defense."

Zhao Yi was startled, his gaze extending along the main road of the town to the sea deep in the mist. In the extremely quiet environment, the sound of the waves was as clear as someone rubbing sandpaper.

"Then...is that thing still there?"

"It's hard to say." Chen Ling shook her head.

"Anyway, it's time for us to speed up."