Aoba Office

There were two bodies lying on the floor of the shop, and the indoor surveillance camera was on, which completely recorded the entire incident.

But I didn't pay any attention to it.

Chen Yihan said before that things in the supernatural circle have been completely exposed, and it is pointless to think about destroying the corpses and eradicating traces at this time.

The thin man and I walked out together. The young clerk outside was still there, but he was absent-minded. When he heard the noise, he turned his head as if he was frightened.

I nodded slightly at him and continued walking out.

He looked like he was hesitating to speak, but he didn't stop us, he just glanced at the door behind us.

After coming out of the shop, I told the thin man that I wanted to go home.

"Let me go and take a look with you," said the thin man. "My parents won't be back for the next two days. I have nothing to do at the moment."

The two of us took a taxi back to the community where my home is located. The car stopped near the community.

The streets were very lively. No fire trucks were seen, but many people gathered. These people were talking a lot about the fire. Sounds like a big fire.

I found my parents in a nearby store. Two people are eating snacks. My father, who was sitting facing the door, saw me first and raised his hand to say hello.

I pushed open the glass door of the shop and glanced at the people and tables in the restaurant.

I saw a few familiar faces. The old man who shares the table with his parents often exercises with his father in the morning, and sometimes they play cards and chess together. The aunt sitting at the next table is a neighbor in the community that my mother will mention, and she is also very close to Aunt Xiao Wang.

I paused slightly and my eyes paused in a few places.

I saw faint shadows on these people, both body and soul. These people should be living people. But it does not rule out the possibility that they died without knowing it.

As for the snacks, drinks, soup noodles and other foods on the dinner table, I didn't see any problems.

"You're back." Mom grabbed me, "Your dad and I were shocked. Suddenly there was a smell of smoke."

"Yes. People outside discovered it first. The fire even burned outside the window."

"The glass is all broken. I heard it from someone. The old lady on the first floor of your building was almost hit when she was going to dry her clothes." The aunt at the next table joined the discussion.

As soon as the conversation started, everyone around him joined in.

This time is not meal time, most of the people sitting here are nearby residents.

When I heard them say this, I knew that the fire was really not small.

My expectation that only Xu Tiancheng was burned to death was not accurate. I am afraid that except for Xu Tiancheng, all the corpses and souls in that house were burned clean.

This reminded me of the series of car accidents that led to Gu Mo's death.

The fires and explosions caused by Jin Haifeng's abilities are astonishingly powerful. This is the role of her ability.

If all abilities come from God, then, as the giver of abilities, it must also possess them all.

"You're just fine." I comforted my parents.

"We're fine. The fire is burning upstairs, maybe something caught on fire." Mom guessed casually.

"We just haven't found him yet." The aunt at the next table said again, "I've made several phone calls, but I still can't find anyone."

I glanced at my parents subconsciously.

Both of them looked worried.

"More than that." The uncle at the same table shook his head.

Someone answered immediately behind him, "There are two people missing from Building No. 9. They said they were going to that house to find someone. Just that one, the one from the capital—"

"Little Wang."

"That's right. He ran away and never came back, and he couldn't be contacted."

"Are you in the house?" said the aunt at the next table.

"You're definitely not going to survive in the house." Someone else answered and extended his hand to gesture, "The fire even burned outside the window! I heard what the firefighters said. They went up to put out the fire and sprayed a ton of water. , it’s still burning. It says there’s gasoline in it!”

This person's tone was exaggerated, and it didn't sound like he was telling the truth.

Others listened with rapt attention, while others didn't believe it and started arguing.

I glanced at my parents.

The two people, like the people around them who didn't know the truth, also joined in the big discussion. It's just that they have a peaceful temperament, they don't talk much, and they won't conflict with others. What they say now are all echoes such as "Really" and "No way".

My heart gradually tightened.

Suddenly the sound of a fire truck came from outside, and a fire truck was seen passing by the door of the store. The siren went on for a long time.

Immediately someone said: "Another one is coming!"

"I told you it was a fire! There must be something like gasoline in the room!"

"Will it burn to other places?" The aunt at the next table looked at my parents, "Your house is right downstairs from them, right?"

"Yeah." Mom was worried, but sat still.

"Then go and have a look. Go and have a look. Don't burn your house."

"What's the point of us going there? When we came out, the firefighters didn't let anyone in. We were also blocked downstairs."

"It's always a good idea to go take a look." The aunt at the next table encouraged her, even more concerned about the client than our family of three.

My mother shook her head, still unwilling to go.

I could see her nervousness.

"Son, go and talk to your sister." Dad suddenly spoke, but he said something irrelevant.

"Yes, yes. Don't let her run back." Mom looked up at me.

"Yes, I understand." I agreed slowly, took out my phone from my pocket, and walked out step by step.

The thin man spoke to my parents and ran out after me.

Behind me, the aunt at the next table and the old man at the same table were still asking about my sister and me. These are all very common conversations, meaningless "Where is your daughter studying now?" "Is your son not married yet?"...

Standing outside the store, feeling the cold wind, my sister's voice came from the phone.

"Well, it's me. It's okay. There's just a house on fire in the community. It's a bit serious. Our house is fine, just letting you know. They are putting out the fire now, and there are people and water everywhere. We may be outside today Stay one night. Well...be careful yourself."

"elder brother."

On the other end of the phone, my sister's voice became hesitant.

"What's wrong?" I asked patiently.

"That video... that person..." The younger sister hesitated.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. I'm safe. Don't worry." I said firmly.

Such words can't completely eliminate my sister's worries, but other than that, I don't know what to say.

"Oh. Well...I know."

"I will protect you. Nothing will happen to you, your parents," I said again, this time a little more serious.

"It doesn't matter to me. As long as you and your parents are fine, brother," my sister said immediately.

"Fool. Okay. Stop thinking about it. I'm dead."

"Yeah. You decide on a place and send me a message."

"I know. You're doing well in school."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, I looked at my sister's profile picture still on the screen and remained silent.

"Brother Qi, what happened just now?" the thin man asked.

"My parents...maybe..." I hesitated, just like the sister on the other end of the phone.

I was so flustered, but I didn't know what to do next.

I can probably keep them safe for a while, but I can't really make them feel at ease.

As long as there are ghost kings and monsters, the peaceful life before can never be restored.