Nightmare Attack

"It's very possible. Search on Google and read." Huai Yi nodded fiercely, feeling more and more that this old guy Shang Mo didn't look like a good person.

But then, they saw the door of Shang Mo's tent suddenly opened, and a tall figure emerged from inside, Zigui, who no one expected.

"Is it Zigui?" Fatty made a confused voice, "What did she do in Shangmo's tent?"

Suddenly, everyone felt like they were kept in the dark, and subconsciously thought that there might be a weird connection between Zigui and Shang Mo, which made the three of them immediately alert.

Jiang Cheng also noticed that Zigui was holding a cloth bag in his hand.

After Zigui came out, because the distance was not far, almost at the same time, he also noticed the three people in Jiangcheng who were looking at her. The moment their eyes touched, Zigui paused, and then immediately walked towards the three people.

"Mr. Jiang." Zigui suppressed the ups and downs in his tone and said with a serious expression: "I have something to discuss with you."

Fatty and Huaiyi looked at this woman in a bad way, and the latter could also feel it.

"Go ahead, Miss Zigui." Jiang Cheng still had the same expression and tone, and didn't see any difference.

"I don't want to say it here, let's... let's go further." Zigui said, "The things we want to discuss are more important, and I need your help.

After saying that, Zi returned the bag in her hand and gestured to it. Jiang Cheng and the others had seen it and it belonged to Shang Mo. It contained notebooks and notes, all related to his grandson's case.

"Is there something that can't be discussed here?" Jiang Cheng asked with a smile: "And Miss Zigui, you trust us too much. If you have important matters, don't go to your friends to discuss them, but come to us, so you are not afraid. Are we bad people?"

"The bad guys are not terrible, but you are capable enough." Zigui said calmly: "I need your help."

Zigui wanted Jiang Cheng and the others to go near the rock where Cicada's body was found, but Jiang Cheng refused, and finally compromised and went to the back of a snow slope less than a hundred meters away from the camp.

Zigui took out his cell phone, apparently about to send a message, but was stopped by a smiling Jiang Cheng, "Ms. Zigui, are you worried that your teammates can't find you? I can send it for you." He acted very politely.

At Zigui's request, Jiang Cheng sent a message to Gongsun Zhiruo on his mobile phone, telling him that he and Jiang Cheng's group were nearby, very close to the camp, and asked him not to worry.

After putting away the phone, Zigui raised his head, took a deep breath, and explained: "Let's be clear about it. I suspect that there is something wrong with Shang Mo. His purpose of taking us to climb may not be as simple as stated."

"So you entered his tent alone?" Jiang Cheng asked calmly.

"This is my goal." Zigui lifted the bag in his hand angrily.

"How did you get this thing?" Huaiyi grasped the problem. He remembered that someone had wanted to help Shang Mo carry his backpack before, and also offered to help him keep the bag of information, but Shang Mo refused. , the reason is that the things inside are related to the truth of his grandson's case, and he can only feel relieved if he takes it with him.

Hearing this, Zigui's face paled, and his voice suddenly became cold and unfamiliar, "It's like... like this."

In an instant, Zigui's eyes became dull. As her thin lips opened and closed, it seemed as if countless butterflies came out of her mouth, and a strange breath filled the air.

Huai Yi's eyes were momentarily absent-minded, as if Zi Gui's words had magic power, guiding him to do something, but soon, after he shuddered, his mind became clear again.

"You..." The moment he regained consciousness, Huaiyi assumed an attacking posture.

"Sure enough." Zigui nodded, as if I had read it correctly, looked at the three people in Jiangcheng, and said in a low voice: "You... are all people with that kind of ability."

The fat man blinked and reacted, "Are you a disciple? Your ability..."

"Control." Zigui raised his head and said calmly: "I can briefly control one or several people, and guide them to do something through my voice, but you have also seen that my ability is not only for this Huai It has a little effect on Mr. Jiang, but it is completely useless on Mr. Jiang and Mr. Wang. The effect varies from person to person. "

After Huaiyi came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a little ashamed. It felt like when he was in school and was singled out by the class teacher and scolded that his grades were holding the class back.

However, when I thought that Brother Jiang and Brother Fugui were among the top experts in Crimson, I became excited again, and I felt a sense of honor out of thin air.

"You used your ability to control Shang Mo and asked him to hand over the things." Jiang Cheng said, "You should not only do this, but also ask some questions, right?"

"Yes." Zigui admitted: "But his answer was the same as before. I didn't see anything wrong with it. I didn't dare to continue for too long, as he would be suspicious."

Looking at the frail-looking woman in front of him, Huaiyi looked away. He didn't expect that she was actually a disciple, and she also had very special abilities.

But now that I think about it, it makes sense. After all, these people have survived two missions, and this is the third time. If they didn't click on the things at the bottom of the box, it would be difficult to survive until now.

Especially with a group of college students who have not graduated.

Zigui looked at the three people, especially Jiang Cheng and Fatty, and asked in a rather strange tone: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Wang, you are also... you are also disciples, right? And they are much better than me."

"That's right!" The fat man pretended to be very powerful and confident and said, "I'm warning you, don't use your brain, otherwise you will harm others and yourself!"

Zi Gui was stunned for a moment, obviously a little scared, "No, Mr. Wang, don't get me wrong, I'm here to find out if there is anything wrong with Shang Mo, and most importantly, with his grandson." What happened.”

"After all, we have heard about his grandson, and the source of the news is particularly single. There is only Shang Mo. We need to know more about his grandson." Zigui's thinking was very clear.

"But these notes and photos were all prepared by Shang Mo, so they are credible..." Huai Yi said following his train of thought.

"I found several numbers in these notes and photos. I speculated that they should be the police officers handling the case and the people around the crime scene who provided clues." Zigui said, "I can call them."

"Can your ability be used on the phone?" Jiang Cheng was slightly surprised.

Zigui nodded affirmatively, put the cloth bag in his hand, and took out a notebook from it, "Yes, I have tried it before, but it would consume too much of my energy, so during this period, I need your protection, Mr. Jiang." If I am exhausted, I still need you to take me back to the camp."

Seemingly not wanting to waste time, Zigui explained it thoroughly.

"Okay, I'll take you back." After thinking about it, Jiang Cheng solemnly promised.