Aoba Office

"Children...have you ever thought about children before? No, I mean, have you ever envied children and wanted to be children?" I immediately remembered the commission Aoba handled.

At that time, Han Yun appeared in front of him because of a small wish of an adult.

The problem is not whether you have been in contact with dead children, but your mentality and consciousness.

The problem is the child.

My sister looked at me, her face still pale, and she nodded silently, her movements a little stiff.

I don’t know what my sister was thinking at that moment, but it must have been that thought that made Han Yun’s illusory figure appear.

After all, my sister is an adult. Although she is still a student, she is not that kind of child anymore. Han Yun's influence on her is limited, and the places where she can be used are limited, but for real children, Han Yun must have absolute advantages and influence.

I told my sister to wait in the ward and stop thinking so much that I wanted to rush out.

My hand was grabbed by my sister.

"Don't be afraid, as long as you don't think about those things..." I comforted.

"I want to go with you. Please, brother..." the sister said pitifully.

I really couldn't refuse her, so I could only tell her again and again, "Don't think about those things. Don't think about it when you get there, and it's best not to see it."

My sister nodded in agreement.

But I think she probably can't do it.

Just like the clients who appeared in Aoba's files, temporary envy and temporary sympathy may attract imps, sometimes even for no reason. As long as you are seen, you may be targeted and killed.

There is no reason to say this. We can only see who is stronger.

My sister is by my side and I can protect her. I was afraid that she would be attacked after she left my side, and I would be beyond my reach and not know how to save her.

Even if I have made up my mind to change the whole world, and after changing the whole world, people who died due to supernatural phenomena will be resurrected, I don't want to experience the death of my sister.

I held my sister's hand and pulled her out.

As soon as I entered the corridor, the nurse stood up and stopped me.

"I'm just sending my sister away." I excused myself.

The nurse said with a straight face, "Mr. Lin, you should have a good rest. It's just a few steps away..."

The noise grew louder, and there were cries and wailings.

The voice was blurry and it was hard to hear what was being said.

I saw the nurse's face change, and the other nurses at the nurse's desk and the doctor on duty were also a little uneasy.

There were many people standing in the corridor, and the noise was no less than outside. Because they were closer, the crowd's chatter became more intense. But even so, it couldn't completely cover up the voice of grief and despair.

I feel bad.

My perception of Yin Qi has become much duller. I didn't feel there was anything in the pediatrician before, but now I feel strong Yin Qi.

I felt a chill in my heart and held my sister's shoulders, "You stay here."

"Brother..." my sister blurted out, trying to reach out and hold me.

I had turned around, bypassed the nurse, and ran towards the stairs.

"Hey! It's true!"

I heard the complaints and discussions behind me and didn't stop.

There were a lot of people in the stairwell, but unlike the elevator, it probably didn't stop at the middle floor because it was full.

I squeezed in the stairs, yelling loudly, and passed one person after another.

There are constant complaints and curses, but I don’t care about that. However, this really hindered my progress of going downstairs.

An idea flashed in my mind, and I shouted, "My brother is in the ward over there! Please give way! Make way!" Finally I saw someone willing to make way for me.

Some well-meaning people advised me not to be anxious, some enthusiastic people asked me what happened over there, and some kindly reminded me not to rush in casually.

"...Maybe he met a madman and chopped people there."

"It could also be a medical incident."

Discussions began as people crowded into the stairwell and slowly descended.

I had passed through the dense crowd and reached the first floor, picking up the pace.

When we got outside, we could see the chaos over there more clearly.

Many people ran out and many rushed in. Some of the former were accompanied by children, but all of the latter were alone.

I glanced at the pediatric building, walked against the crowd, and followed the scattered fellow travelers, and crossed the open door together.

In an instant, I felt like I was entering an even colder room from the cold outside.

There's something wrong with that in itself.

The central air conditioning should be turned on in the building. The air conditioner in the hospital is always oppressively hot.

But in this building, I can feel only the cold air.

I saw people inside the building gasping for breath, and the people who came in from the outside with me were even more trembling, becoming extremely stiff and frightened.

There are also people who are distracted, crying out a certain name, and continue running.

I looked up.

Bang!

A figure was free-falling directly in my line of sight.

He fell from the second floor and fell to the ground, vomiting blood, but he didn't look dead.

He was lying face up on the ground. He was looking at the platform on the second floor with wide eyes.

I looked up at that location and saw the child lying on the high guardrail with only half of his face exposed.

The guardrail has a gap, which is like a middle baffle, but with railings above and below.

From the gap, I saw a pair of eyes.

Those malicious eyes didn't look at me, just stared at the man on the ground.

The man shivered and slowly moved his body, as if trying to escape.

The child suddenly turned around and ran out of my sight.

I heard piercing screams all around me.

People who were shocked by the man's fall just now looked in other directions.

There was a commotion in the glass-walled elevator that could be seen after entering.

There was blood falling down the glass curtain wall.

There is also a human body, pressed against the glass wall.

Behind the puddle of flesh, two children were revealed, and Han Yun followed the child. He smiled, and so did the child.

The elevator descended, leaving tragic and bloody traces on the curtain wall.

The human form was no longer visible in the puddle of flesh, leaving only a wall of blood.

The elevator reached the first floor, and the child walked out of it and disappeared from my sight.

This time, the child quickly walked out from behind the wall and stood under the glass elevator. He raised his head and looked at the traces of blood, as if looking at his own masterpiece, with a smile on his face.

The entire hall was silent, and the people standing on the platform upstairs were also keeping their mouths shut. Everyone looked at this weird child in horror.

"ah!"

There was another scream, which frightened people.

I turned my eyes calmly and saw the frightened people and the man who fell from the building struggling on the ground. The child he saw before was riding on him, holding a syringe in his hand, waving his hands constantly, and pricking the needle into the man's body.

The grown man didn't know whether he was seriously injured or frightened, and his struggling movements were weak.

Finally, some onlookers reacted and rushed forward to stop the child.

The child showed a fierce expression and shouted at the top of his lungs, but he was still grabbed by his hands and feet by two adults and pinned to the ground.

He struggled wildly, unlike the man. I saw his slender arms and legs broken.

The two adults were startled. They let go and saw the child squirming stubbornly on the ground, trying to wave the syringe to attack the people around him.

Another man walked up to the child, covered in blood and holding a twisted chair.

Just like what the child had just done, he raised the chair and threw it down at the child.

Sorry, I'm not feeling well today, so I delayed updating until now.

There is only one update today. Goodnight everybody. _(:3　∠)_