In the bedroom, Qin Zhibo was lying on the big bed, on the way to deep sleep.

Qin Zhibo sleeps very well. When it's time to go to bed, he basically falls asleep on the bed and sleeps until morning.

But occasionally, a still active brain will weave some incredible dreams.

For example: At this moment, Qin Zhibo is walking on a deep staircase that goes straight downward.

On both sides of the stairs are simple stone walls with torches on them, providing a dim light source for this space.

Looking down, the torches stretch towards the unknown abyss, making one feel uneasy about the road ahead.

Qin Zhibo's footsteps seemed to be controlled by some kind of computer program, and he walked spontaneously towards the abyss.

Most of the time, people cannot control their own behavior in dreams and can only be a bystander from a first-person perspective.

tenth level

Twenty levels.

Thirty levels.

Just like this, I walked through the seventieth step of the stairs in a daze, and a cave filled with flames was located directly in front of me.

The cave is not large in area, and the fiery red flames shine on Qin Zhibo's face, as if he is in a hell with red as the main color.

But here, there is no need to wear fire-resistant clothing, and those "burning red" will not actually hurt anything.

Not long after walking, a stone door stood at the end of the passage.

On both sides of the door, there are two "door gods" standing on the left and right.

Almost every inch of their bodies is hidden under priestly robes made of gray-blue silk.

He wears a huge crown similar to that of a Catholic pope, with strange symbols inlaid with metal on it. Wide strips of cloth hang down from both sides of the crown, completely covering his eyes, nose, cheeks, and ears.

The only thing that can be temporarily determined is that they are also human beings, and a small piece of human mouth is exposed under the mask.

Each of them opened their lips and sneered slightly. The teeth in their mouths were gritted together, gray and free of dirt.

The other person's lips were tightly closed, and his silent mouth seemed to be sewn shut with needle and thread.

Qin Zhibo watched the two of them silently, without a trace of confusion in his mind, but he just didn't know what to do now.

Suddenly, a sharp gaze struck from the front, instantly penetrating his soul.

Qin Zhibo's heart froze and he looked around, but he didn't know which of the two gatekeepers was looking at him.

At this moment, the slightly scornful gatekeeper spoke.

"I am Nasht, and your soul is qualified to go to the realm of deep sleep and reach the other side of the world."

After the words fell, the two gatekeepers took a half step back, and the heavy door slowly opened.

The door opened.

Behind that door, there is still the staircase leading to the lower world.

It's just that the space there is darker, like an abyss.

Without the guidance of the light of the torch, you can only close your eyes and walk downwards with the feeling in your heart until the end.

Qin Zhibo still couldn't control his body. He opened his legs and was about to pass through the door and move towards the unknown fantasy world.

But at this moment, an extraterrestrial sound came from above the space.

Jingle Bell--

Jingle Bell--

Qin Zhibo suddenly realized that he could control his body again at this moment, and he subconsciously looked up at the top of his head.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding scene quickly faded.

When I saw the scene again, it was already the white ceiling of the bedroom.

Jingle Bell--

The rapid ringing of the phone made Qin Zhibo wake up instantly. He quickly turned on the night vision function of his field of vision and found the vibrating phone in the darkness.

"Hello?"

"Why did it take so long to answer?"

The cold voice on the other side of the phone was enough to wake up my groggy brain immediately.

It's gin!

Qin Zhibo cleared his throat and answered honestly, "I was sleeping just now."

Hearing "Michael"'s answer, Gin frowned, and a complicated look flashed across his face.

sleep?

Black organizations are basically nocturnal animals, because night can provide the best protective color for the organization's actions.

But this guy is sleeping at this time?

Are the close associates of "that lord" different from ordinary members?

"Don't sleep. Now go to the place I told you on the phone."

"Now?" Qin Zhibo confirmed again.

"Yes, now."

After saying that, the call was hung up again by the resolute Gin.

Qin Zhibo put down the phone and looked at the heavy snow outside the window, feeling a chill creeping up in his body.

Are you still working overtime late at night?

Organization members have no human rights!

There was no other way, Qin Zhibo could only quickly change into the black suit in the back of the closet, put on Michael's human skin mask in front of the mirror, opened the door and set off.

At the border of Gunma Prefecture, a BMW hurriedly passed by, heading towards Tokyo.

In the back seat of the car, Conan looked seriously at the man in the driver's seat and the woman beside him.

wrong

There's something wrong with these two people

When we were chatting in the car just now, Conan accidentally got out a piece of information.

That is, this man did not know the vehicle inspection date of this car and thought that he should have the vehicle inspection in February, but it was actually in May.

Although the woman used the excuse that "the man is the heir to a large company, and the servants are responsible for taking care of this car", she excused herself.

But Conan, who has always been suspicious, will not let this suspicious man and woman go.

After that, Conan discovered more suspicious places.

For example, a man throws cigarette butts into the ashtray with change, always drives towards the center line unconsciously when driving, looks to the rear and left when reversing, uses the right hand gear unskillfully, and turns on the blinker when he wants to use the windshield wiper.

There are also women who always press their buttocks against their seats and are unwilling to move at all, as if they are hiding something.

All doubts point to the truth.
Chapter completed!