The Last Train to Hell

Could it be that the school and the police went there to mobilize too many people?

So much so that Zhang Ning's teacher was afraid that Zhang Ning would have problems, so he helped her hide it.

But even if one teacher conceals it, it’s not like all the teachers and the principal should conceal it as well.

I was a little confused and didn't know what to say.

Intuition tells me that this matter is definitely not simple.

I'd better stay out of my own business.

But if I don't mind my own business, what will happen to Zhang Ning's safety?

She doesn't have any particularly good friends in Hejian City.

If I have a particularly good friend, when Han Aifang sees me, it won’t be like seeing a life-saving straw.

Zhang Ning suddenly disappeared before, so she wouldn't have found me here.

"You went with the people from the Public Security Bureau. Let's do this. I'll go back later and ask about the situation. Then I'll leave you a contact information. You can call me at seven or eight o'clock in the evening."

Han Aifang nodded reluctantly, but she was also aware of the current situation.

I can't solve it for a while. After all, she also knows how capable I am.

After all, I am just an ordinary person, how capable I can be.

If I could solve all the problems easily, I wouldn't be in so much trouble now.

I was also very anxious.

After leaving Han Aifang's place, I took a ride back to the entrance of Duanmei Community.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of Duanmei Community, I found that the entrance of Duanmei Community was surrounded by people from three floors inside and three outside.

There were several policemen wearing bulletproof uniforms and holding riot shields and guns in their hands.

Just looking at their equipment, I knew that things must be very serious.

But how serious can it be? I'm not quite sure yet.

I moved closer to see what was going on over there.

However, there were so many people around me that they didn't even give me a chance to see it, which made me very helpless.

I really want to talk to the people inside and ask them to step aside so that I can see clearly what is going on inside?

I always feel that what happens inside has something to do with me.

But if I have to say that this matter has nothing to do with me, I am not willing to admit it.

I sighed and looked around.

Finally, he found a gap and squeezed in.

After squeezing in, I found a person lying on the ground, wearing that ancient costume.

My first reaction was that this man was a man in a suit, so I took a few steps forward.

He slipped directly under the police cordon.

"I seem to know this person. Can you let me check the situation first?"

I was afraid that my actions would be too abnormal and attract other people's attention.

So much so that people misunderstood that I wanted to be a thief, so I immediately shouted out.

As soon as these words were shouted, the special police officer who had raised his gun immediately put his gun down.

I walked up to this man and noticed that he was wearing ancient clothes. It looks a bit like the one worn by men in suits.

But it's completely different, but this man has no skin on his body.

I suddenly thought about the cause of Duanmei's father's death, and whether this man might also be involved in his father's death.

Is there a slight relationship? For example, it is also the heart that causes trouble.

I wanted the people watching around to get away, this might be a problem.

But I know that even if I speak out, these people may not listen to me.

Most likely they will think that I am making a fuss out of a molehill, just why I am lying on the ground alone like this.

There are also many special police officers and so many police officers maintaining order at the scene.

"Do you know this man? Can you explain to us his identity and the situation at the scene? How much do you know?"

A policeman came over to talk to me and I shook my head.

I didn't mean to joke with them. I really thought it was a man in a suit lying here just now.

If it was him, I would definitely tell the police.

There is no danger to this man. I can take him home.

Of course, this person is obviously not a man in a suit. A man in a suit may not suffer in the hands of that thing underground.

Even if the man in the suit was seriously injured, he would not be tortured like this by that thing.

And I just looked at the material of that costume, and it was completely different from the one I wore before.

It's just that the styles are somewhat similar. Why is this person wearing such a dress?

I suddenly had an unknown premonition in my heart, and then I suddenly felt a tingling sensation on my body.

I looked down at my arm and saw that it was starting to bleed.

After taking off my coat, I found that my arms were full of cracks.

My whole body was like a porcelain doll, and the entire surface was cracking.

I have no doubt that whoever touches me now will get scum off me.

Everyone is dumbfounded and doesn't know what they should do now?

The police officers who were talking to me just now were also stunned. The special police officers who had just put down their guns raised their guns again.

I think they should treat me as a human bomb or some kind of extremely damaging nuclear weapon.

What can I tell them? I'm not the kind of weapon that can cause extremely high damage.

Even if I say it now, they may not believe me.

what to do? I was very confused.

The cracks on the body caused pain in waves.

I stood there stiffly, slowly raised my hands, and said to others while enduring the pain.

"Stay away from here, the farther the better. This thing is a curse, it's ominous, not the bomb you think it is."

Maybe my words worked, or maybe I looked too scary now.

Just now, there were three layers of circles around, and a lot of people were scattered in an instant.

Only a few brave and curious people are still here to join in the fun.

I know these people, even if I wear out my lips.

They won't listen to me and leave here quickly.

I can be considered to have done my best. After all, I have done everything I can now.

I have done everything I can to help them. This thing is probably aimed at me.

The three layers of people around him are also to attract my attention.

And this person happened to be blocking the entrance of the community. Even if I am not curious and don't want to join in the fun,

I can't go directly into the community. It is necessary to pass through here.

If I pass through here, I can only be forced to touch this. Once I see the robe.

They would mistake this person for a man in a suit, so I ran over here, which was also planned by those people.

The small wounds on my body were still painful.

I felt a little hopeless and couldn't help rubbing my temples.

I wanted to cry, but I didn't know what to cry about.