Aoba Office

The girl bit me hard and wouldn't let go. Her eyes were fierce, like a wild beast.

I frowned, raised my eyes to look at Han Yun's figure, and suddenly stretched out my other hand and grabbed the thing.

The thing didn't resist, just like the one following my sister. After I caught it, it just looked at me with malicious eyes.

There was no confusion in my heart, only a little doubt. When the ability is activated, the figure will be erased directly.

The girl trembled, let go, looked at me blankly, and showed a scared expression.

"Dad! Mom! Dad!" She suddenly shouted, tears falling down.

Before I could say anything, she had stopped screaming.

She looked at me, eyes unfocused.

Tears continued to pour from her eyes.

She cried loudly and called her parents vaguely, with a sad voice instead of the frightened cry for help just now.

In an instant, she seemed to transform from a ghost back into a human being.

My guess was not wrong.

It was Han Yun who made these children change. No matter what those figures were of Han Yun, clones, abilities, or other things, they must have been born from Han Yun. What is uncertain is whether Han Yun knows about this, where is Han Yun now, and whether he can control the current situation.

I don't feel Han Yun's yin energy here, but that doesn't mean Han Yun isn't here.

Han Yun may have completely turned into a spirit, and may have hidden his Yin Qi.

I looked at the crying girl, and for a moment, I didn't know what to do.

I arrested her to confirm the current situation and to ask what exactly happened here. She was crying like this and seemed unable to answer the question.

If you arrest another child, the situation may not be different.

To put it bluntly, they are all children, immature and not rational enough. Adults would collapse and be at a loss when encountering something like this, let alone children.

I still try to communicate with her.

"Stop crying." I ordered, my voice raised, my tone stern, and I added a threatening word, "I asked you to stop crying! Do you want to die too?"

The child's eyes widened, tears were still falling in his eyes, but he stopped crying.

However, after a while, she started crying again. From crying to suppressed sobs, the situation cannot be said to have improved.

I asked helplessly: "What's your name?"

"Sun Wenxi." The girl answered vaguely, wiping her tears.

"Sun Wenxi, tell me what happened. Why are you here? Why are you chasing those people just now? And, what is the thing following you?" I asked the question in one breath, and then I remembered that the person in front of me was stimulated. Child.

This is not Mu Ai.

Sure enough, my question went unanswered.

Sun Wenxi was still crying, hiccupping from crying, sad and helpless.

I could only call her, looked at her ghost, and asked: "Did you see the child standing next to you just now?"

Sun Wenxi nodded.

"Where did he come from?" I asked.

"I met him. In the room over there. He was...he was beating someone..." Sun Wenxi trembled.

Her answer didn't fit my question at all.

I corrected my expression, "It's not those... it's the boy who was standing here just now." I pointed to the place where I raised my hand to grab Han Yun's figure.

Sun Wenxi wiped her tears, looked at my hands, and then looked at me blankly.

She only knew about the ghost that I had just erased, but she didn't know about Han Yun's existence.

I'm a little disappointed.

It seemed that she was unconsciously controlled by Han Yun.

"Where are your parents?" I asked.

I didn't mean to ask this question.

The child has turned into a ghost and his body must be dead.

Either killed by her parents or witnessed death by her parents. There is another situation...

Sun Wenxi shed more tears.

"Dad...Mom..." she shouted in a low voice, "They are all dead...I...I killed mom...I killed mom...Mom..."

She burst into tears and again couldn't answer my question.

I raised my eyebrows, "If you want to eat an apple, use a fruit knife..."

The girl put her hands over her ears and screamed loudly, drowning out my voice.

She showed a clear avoidance attitude.

I feel more and more yin energy in the building, and listen to the screams that are gradually decreasing...

boom!

I heard the gunshot and my heart skipped a beat.

There are not many private individuals in the country who can hold a gun.

Are the police here?

In this case……

I looked at Sun Wenxi.

It is impossible to ask anything.

I closed my eyes.

There is darkness in front of me, and I want to see a little light, the light of chains, souls...anything is fine.

I searched hard and mobilized the strength in my body.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sounds from the outside world faded away, and I seemed to have entered a quiet space.

My consciousness was sinking into darkness.

To find...the light...

This was the only thought left in my mind.

Instantly, I saw light.

"Xixi, you're awake."

I heard a familiar and gentle voice.

A warm hand brushed my forehead.

Soon, another wet, hot and soft cloth was covering my face and wiping it.

I opened my eyes and saw my mother.

"Get up, little lazy pig. The nurses and sisters are here to deliver the food." Mom smiled, unable to hide the blue-black color under her eyes and the joy in her eyes. "After we finish eating, we have to pack up and go home."

I felt myself laughing and sat up from the bed excitedly, "Can you go home?"

"Yes. The doctor said you are well and no longer sick. We can go home today." Mom smiled, "Get up quickly."

There were many people in the ward and it was very busy.

The children were called up, and nurses and caregivers came in and out, as well as the children's parents, following them in and out, bringing breakfast.

My consciousness was a little dazed, and I could feel that another person existed.

After washing up, I ate breakfast slowly. Mom was packing things, and dad came to help. They took medical records, invoices and other things, discussed with each other, and divided the work. Dad soon went out to go through the discharge procedures, while mom was still packing things and chatting with other parents.

I'm observing these.

I was also chatting with the children in the same ward.

I feel the noise, I feel the tranquility, but there is always a feeling that a storm is coming.

I couldn't help but want to turn my head, but I couldn't.

I felt like there was something next to me, and before I had a chance to confirm it, it was gone.

Not completely gone.

I lowered my head and seemed to see another pair of hands, the hands of an adult. I can still feel the presence of that thing, just very far away.

Suddenly, I broke out in a cold sweat, as if something terrible was coming.

In this second, the room became quiet, the whole floor became quiet, and the whole building became quiet.

The adults are still talking.

The children's voices disappeared.

I looked at the little girl who was playing with dolls on the same bed as me. The little girl lowered her head and was still dressing the doll, but she no longer pretended to be a doll and talked.

My hands were also arranging the doll's hair. Like the girl, I closed my mouth and no longer spoke in the innocent tone of a child.

The boy on the bed opposite was holding an airplane, and he was dubbing the engine of the airplane by himself, but now he stopped.

All stopped.

A heartbeat, my own heartbeat, another heartbeat, a third heartbeat.

three...

In just one second, everything returned to the same state as before.