"...I often have a nightmare recently...dreaming about a bloody world."

"I dreamed about it too."

"I didn't...but the same feeling of depression still lingers..."

Twelve investigators spoke out one after another,

Finally, it was confirmed that only the old man in military uniform, the mouse and the middle-aged lady had similar nightmares. The others just felt depressed and had a strong sense of insecurity.

The areas these three people are responsible for happen to be right next to each other, right in and around the capital.

"...Mouse, you just said that what happened in Wang'an City recently is more frequent than in other places..."

"Yes... the one who appears most often is the 'Glutton'..."

"Well... we will send more investigators to Wang'an City."

"...Should we...ask Him about what happened this time?"

At the end of the meeting, someone made a careful suggestion.

"...who is going?"

"I'll go, I don't have much time anyway."

The reptile held the conference table with his hand and said loudly.

"...Just wait a little longer...We may not be able to get the information we want."

"Reptile, please save it until necessary before sacrificing it."

"By the way, Xiaomao, what are the results of the experiment on gluttons?"

"...Professor Qian Yixue is mainly responsible for the research on the flesh and blood tissues of gluttons... Now it is just discovered that the flesh and blood tissues of gluttons are very dynamic, but at the genetic level they are like a chaotic mess, like various

Random pairs of gene fragments are piled up... just as distorted as we see... However, in application, it is found that the flesh and blood of gluttons has a strong effect on some human diseases... but it seems to have an impact on people's spirits.

.”

"laugh……"

Regarding the explanation of ‘Xiao Mao’, there was another sound of laughter in the conference room.

…

"Internet migrant worker: Boss, the information you want has been found for you, but it took me a lot of effort.

Cautious Warrior: [Red Envelope] 200.

Internet migrant worker: It’s my honor to work for a big boss!”

"The other party has received your red envelope."

It was rare that he didn't sleep well all night, so Jing Chen specially turned on the message notification before going to bed.

Unexpectedly, this person was quite efficient. It was just after dawn in the morning that Jing Chen received another message from this person.

"Internet migrant workers: Boss, shall I send you the documents now?"

On the other side, Yu Chengheng looked at the information he had collected, hesitated, and deleted the address information from it.

"Prudent Warrior: OK."

Jing Chen replied to another message and saw the document sent by the other party.

Download the file and it will be the information Jing Chen wants.

"Name: Song Zhou.

Information: I work as a courier sorter for a courier company. His parents did indeed die in a flood in his hometown as he said in his post. The person involved also mentioned this matter on other social platforms.

Contact information: Tel. 152..."

The information in the file is that this Internet migrant worker verified the poster’s words and gave her the contact information at the same time.

What Jing Chen wants is this contact information. He wants to communicate directly with the poster.

"Prudent Warrior: OK, I received it.

Internet migrant worker: Okay, boss, come back to me next time if you have something to do."

After replying to this person's message, Jing Chen opened the dialing function and entered the phone number.

I paused, then deleted it again.

I got up and went to the drawer in the living room to find an unopened mobile phone card.

This mobile phone card is anonymous. Don’t ask where it came from. The only question is its ability to make money.

Put this mobile phone card into the phone and remove the other one.

Instead of calling this number directly, Jing Chen used this anonymous phone number to register a commonly used social media account.

Then I searched using the found mobile phone number and found the social account of the poster.

"Hello. I want to talk to you about the bloody world."

Watching the friend request message being sent, Jing Chen waited quietly.

This will definitely not be able to withstand deliberate targeted investigations at the national level, but Jing Chen just wants to fool the situation on his expression.

I just held my phone quietly and waited for a long time.

finally,

The mobile social software pops up a prompt again, indicating that the friend application has been approved.

"Shui Bu Zai Zhou approved your friend request..."

…

"sough……"

Song Zhou had been standing on the rooftop all night, even with the cold wind blowing from late night to early morning.

There was no way he could cover up even a little bit of the intense, painful uneasiness he felt on pins and needles.

Throughout the night, Song Zhou wanted to jump off the roof of the building countless times to end the increasingly severe pain and torture.

Everything he said on the Internet is true. He feels very sad now.

A strong sense of crisis that he didn't know where to come from made him confused about everything around him.

It seems that the next moment, the sky will collapse and the earth will sink.

He felt a strong sense of depression, as if a heavy mountain was pressing him to the ground, unable to stand upright or bend his knees.

Every breath he took was extremely heavy, and his overwhelmed heart beat violently, as if it would jump out of his heart in the next second.

His face was covered with unkempt stubble, his hair was messy, the dark circles and bloodshot eyes were heavier than before, his face was pale and lacked blood, and his lips were dry.

Standing on the edge of the rooftop, he was teetering and seemed to be about to fall to the ground in the next second.

Just when he climbed on the rooftop guardrail again,

The cell phone that Song Zhou threw to the ground suddenly made a soft sound.

It was just a soft reminder sound, which was like thunder in Song Zhou's ears at this moment.

His always tense spirit caused his heart to stop suddenly and then beat more violently whenever he was exposed to the slightest sound or other stimulation.

He fell from the guardrail onto the rooftop again,

Then he collapsed on the ground on the rooftop without even touching his phone.

His eyes were ashen, staring at the morning sky.

at last,

The community security guard who seemed to have finally woken up saw him through the surveillance camera on the rooftop, and walked up with a stick.

"Hey...what are you doing here so early in the morning..."

Seemingly seeing that Song Zhou was still alive, the security guard breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted angrily,

Song Zhou, who was collapsed on the ground, moved, then sat up, and then picked up the mobile phone on the ground.

He glanced and saw the friend application sent by Jing Chen.

Looking at that sentence, he finally passed it.

"Eh...are you okay, young man?"

The security guard also saw Song Zhou's frightening expression at this moment. He first took two steps back, and then shouted and asked a few questions,

"Young man...don't worry about anything...it's so good to be alive. You have everything when you're alive, but nothing when you die...Hey...young man..."

The security guard couldn't help but persuade Song Zhou.

But Song Zhou held his cell phone, lowered his head, stumbled along the stairs, and gradually went downstairs.

"Water cannot carry a boat: who are you?"


Chapter completed!