secret chat room

Even in places where the sun thrives, there are places where the light does not shine.

No matter how prosperous the area is, there will still be people who have tried their best just to survive.

In the same city, there are people like Hu Yan who wake up in the morning, open the curtains beside the bed and face the sea, sit and watch the spring flowers bloom.

There are also people like Zhang Guangbei who live in a handshake building in an urban village. Even if they open the window to dry clothes, they have to discuss with their neighbors how to divide the space. Even the sunshine has to be shared with others.

Even so, the night market in the urban village is still no less lively than a bustling commercial street, and it also has its own unique fireworks atmosphere.

The aromas of carts, grilled scallops, and omelette on the street wafted with the evening breeze, lingering on the noses of pedestrians hurriedly on the street, tempting the taste buds of passers-by. This is also the only sign of street food.

The Chen Kee Food Stall next to it occupied the road and put several tables near the roadside. The business was quite prosperous. Several diners were obviously impatient with the wait and couldn't help but ask the boss what they were doing.

When will fried beef river be ready?

Most of the passers-by were workers who had come off work and had 996 and maybe 007 lucky numbers. They were walking in a hurry with tired faces.

Hu Yan was walking on the street, and the sewage from the vegetable market not far away after the market closed flowed to her feet, mixed with a few rotten vegetable leaves, so she had to pay attention and walk around carefully.

It can be seen that Hu Yan rarely comes to such a place.

The reason why she came here was naturally not to experience life, but because she met Zhang Guangbei a few hours ago.

This was the first time she met the members of the mysterious chat group in real life.

Especially not long ago, I learned in the group that the timelines among group members were confused.

There were too many mysteries, tickling Hu Yan's curiosity.

When everyone reads novels and TV series, they will complain about some of the characters. Without knowing why, the act of giving lunch boxes to the leader just because of his damn curiosity is so retarded and ridiculous.

But when it is actually my turn to have something happen to me, I will always ignore other things and be driven by my inner curiosity.

The same goes for Hu Yan.

Tsk.

Subway, glamorous girl, old man, tailgate, alley corner.

In the eyes of LSPs, these keywords, when combined, are probably the key elements that are enough to make their eyes start to light up and they murmur, "We won't feel sleepy if we mention this."

But the roles of the trailing person and the trailed person were reversed, and the expression on the face of the beautiful girl behind him was uncertain, coupled with the slightly excited and crazy pace of the old man walking in front, the whole situation became quite strange.

...

Time goes back to a few hours ago.

Under the cover of the endless stream of pedestrians at the subway entrance, Hu Yan followed Zhang Guangbei cautiously with only a little curiosity at first.

After a while, she discovered that although Zhang Guangbei's mental state was not right, he was not wandering blindly, but was looking for something with great purpose.

Soon, Zhang Guangbei stopped in a dilapidated community.

This community is quite old, and the security looks very average. The surveillance camera at the entrance of the community is hanging at a strange angle, and some broken cables are sticking out. It is obvious that it is broken at a glance.

Whether it was strangers like Zhang Guangbei or Hu Yan, they walked in among the residents at the entrance, and the people in the security booth seemed completely unaware.

When Hu Yan passed by, he glanced into the security booth and found a man wearing an ill-fitting security uniform who was flicking through some audio and video on his mobile phone...

Hu Yan, who followed here, thought Zhang Guangbei was going home.

So she silently remembered the address, and when she was about to leave, she saw that Zhang Guangbei didn't go to the stairs for some reason. He just stood in front of a building, looked down at his phone, raised his head again, and began to mutter something.

Counting the floors.

This weird movement made Hu Yan, who was about to turn around and leave, stop again.

Zhang Guangbei seemed to be sure of something. He quickly stretched out his hand to grab the air in front of him. He grabbed a handful of air, but it was like grabbing some treasure. He held it in his hand and hid it in his arms, looking around like a thief.

Got up.

Seeing this, Hu Yan, who was hiding in the bushes not far away, couldn't help but shrink back and hide himself even more tightly.

Zhang Guangbei saw that there was no one around, so he put his tightly clenched but actually empty hand to his mouth and blew hard, then his eyes rolled around. After a while, he seemed to have received some response.

, and suddenly laughed "hehehehe" as if there was no one around.

It seems a bit funny, but in the open space in front of a quiet and deserted community at night, it also has an inexplicable creepy meaning.

After Zhang Guangbei finished this series of mindless actions, he stood in front of the open space and looked at the floor blankly, showing his demented look.

Hu Yan looked at it for a moment and suddenly shook his head in amusement. He was indeed a lunatic.

Fortunately, I still think this person is a breakthrough to understand that mysterious chat group.

However, it was clear that Hammer seemed normal in the group chat before. Could it be that I made a mistake in my judgment?

Hu Yan began to wonder whether his conclusion that the old madman opposite him was the hammer in the chat group was correct.

She squatted in the jungle and retreated slowly, feeling that there was no need to observe anymore.

Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew, and Hu Yan, who was retreating, opened his nose slightly, and seemed to smell a particularly obvious rotten smell, which was like some kind of rotting wood, and also like the weird smell fermented by some kind of fish after death.

Hu Yan frowned, feeling inexplicably familiar.

"Woo~wu~wu~"

Before she could think for too long, she was suddenly interrupted by a whistle.

Hu Yan looked up and saw an ambulance with a red cross printed on its body and its siren blaring as it drove in from the gate of the community.

She suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and looked back at the building that Zhang Guangbei was staring at just now, and saw a young woman with disheveled hair stumbling toward the ambulance at the top of the stairs.

"Help! Help my husband! He suddenly..."

"Okay, family members of the patient, please don't get excited. Where is the patient?" The ambulance crew was obviously very experienced. They quickly stabilized the young woman's mood and asked her about the patient's location.

After a while, the ambulance crew carrying a stretcher carried the patient down.

Hu Yan noticed that the ambulance worker who led the way in slightly shook his head at his companion who was staying in the car.

She activated her powers and listened carefully.

[Alas, the trip was in vain. This patient was unlucky. He had already felt the carotid artery and had no pulse. Even a set of cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the spot had no effect.

It's probably hanging.

It’s also strange, how come there are so many cases of this kind in the past two days, young people who can’t take a breath will immediately die.】

[I remember there was an order yesterday, and there were two cases this morning. It’s really strange.]

Hu Yan was startled and suddenly turned to look at Zhang Guangbei not far away.

Zhang Guangbei seemed to be much more normal at this time, with an obscure smile on his lips.

At the same time, Hu Yan finally heard what this crazy old man was thinking.

"The fourth...the next person seems to be named...Zhuang Xie?"

...

Time returns to the present.

While carefully following Zhang Guangbei, while recalling everything he had just witnessed, Hu Yan muttered the slightly familiar name.

"Zhuang Xie? That student's little boyfriend I met a few days ago?"

Seeing the dead man, Hu Yan wanted to turn away, but because of the familiar name in Zhang Guangbei's mouth, he hesitated and followed him unconsciously.

"Damn it, there's no way to call the police on this matter. Do I have to tell the police that this old man is a crazy murderer with super powers? Can he kill people from a distance?

I'm afraid I won't be regarded as a lunatic first...

Originally there was a police officer in the group chat, but the chat group was updated and you can’t enter it! Fuck!”

Although Hu Yan felt a little bad, he still acted cautiously at this time. He planned to determine the residence of the old murderer in front of him. After the chat group was updated, he would tell Wu Yuhe in the group, and he should be able to think of a solution.

method.

While thinking about it, Zhang Guangbei walked into a corner of the alley in front of him.

Hu Yan remained silent for a few seconds before continuing to follow.

Um?

Where are people?

After turning the corner, wherever Hu Yan looked, the target had quietly disappeared.

A chill suddenly rose up behind him, and Hu Yan seemed to feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing up.

At this moment, a kind-sounding voice sounded from beside him.

"Little girl, why are you following the old man?"

Hu Yanmei's eyes widened and she turned to look in the direction of the sound.

In the darkness, she saw a wrinkled face slowly approaching. In the sunken eye sockets, those bloodshot eyeballs were staring at her. Under the dim street lights, they even looked like

It's like glowing red...

What frightened Hu Yan the most was that those hands, which seemed ordinary and even wrinkled due to dry and cracked skin, were slowly raised and aimed at her, as if they were about to grab her.

The person who came was none other than Zhang Guangbei.