I'm not a theatre god

"……No."

Chen Ling put away the dagger and took a deep breath, "Let me think about it first."

Chu Muyun slowly leaned back in his chair, seemingly not surprised by the result. He did not hold back, but calmly spoke,

"No problem. When you think about it, come to Xiaofang Grocery Store to find me at any time...I will be here waiting for you all day today."

Chen Ling stood up and was about to leave when Chu Muyun took out a small silver cube from his arms and handed it to him.

"What's this?"

"A gift from my superior." Chu Muyun said lightly, "Through it, you may be able to understand us better..."

Chen Ling took the small cube, looked at it for a moment, and nodded slightly.

"Okay, thank you."

"Also, pay attention to your mental state and don't be affected by the twisted Shinto... That path of yours is very evil."

Chen Ling didn't answer. He also noticed that his mood had become a little strange since he set foot on that road...

He needs to calm down and think about it.

After leaving the room, Chen Ling walked up the stairs and finally came to a canteen. A woman sleeping on her stomach behind the counter looked up at him and then went back to sleep.

Chen Ling also had some impressions of this Xiaofang grocery store. Although it was far away from Hanshuang Street, the items sold there were very cheap. During the Chinese New Year, he would occasionally bring Chen Yan here to buy something... Unexpectedly, this place was actually The stronghold of Chu Muyun and his organization.

Chen Ling had no intention of talking to the woman and pushed the door open.

The heavy snow did not stop with the end of the first play. It was still scattered around the world. Now the snow has reached more than ankles, making walking more and more inconvenient.

Chen Ling identified the direction and walked straight towards Hanshuang Street... He didn't know why he wanted to go back, there was nothing there anymore.

But besides Frost Street, where else could he go?

Chen Ling didn't know that the small house on Hanshuang Street was his only shelter in the world, even if this shelter didn't leave him any good memories at all...

"Chen Ling!!"

As soon as Chen Ling walked near her home, a voice sounded from not far away.

I saw Wu Youdong walking like flying, walking lightly through the snow, and came to him, "Chen Ling, where were you before? Are you feeling better?"

"Why are you here?" Chen Ling looked at Wu Youdong in surprise. A few hours ago, he was still half-dead on crutches, but now he could move freely and be full of energy.

"I'm here to thank the miracle doctor!" Wu Youdong said excitedly, "That's the man who lives in your house, he is so amazing! I remember that I was talking to him at the time, and suddenly my vision went dark. When I woke up again , my legs are just fine!

The doctor at the clinic said that I had to rest for more than half a year, and there was a high chance that the disease would develop...but he actually cured me in one go!

I was injured before when I was doing heavy work, and my knees and joints hurt whenever it was cloudy and rainy, but now I don’t feel it at all, and the most important thing is...

I feel like I've grown taller again! "

Chen Ling looked at Wu Youdong and clearly felt that he was indeed taller... Before, the top of his head only reached her chin, but now it was close to his nose.

Chu Muyun, so powerful?

"He has left." Chen Ling paused for a moment and added, "And there is a high probability that he will never come back in the future."

Wu Youdong was startled for a moment, with disappointment showing on his face...

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

After watching Wu Youdong go away, Chen Ling returned to the door and was about to push the door open when her hand hanging in the air suddenly stopped.

He looked at the old door eaves, his eyes narrowed, and a glimmer of light flashed in his pupils.

[Secret Eyes] brought him the ultimate ability to observe details, and he instantly locked onto the fine snow stains on the door eaves.

wrong……

Someone entered the house while he was away.

And there is a high probability that it will not come out.

Chen Ling retracted her arm vigilantly and took two silent steps back in the snow. At this moment, a voice slowly sounded from inside the house.

"You have good observation skills, come in." It was Han Meng's voice, as low as ever, "You don't think you can stay away from home for the rest of your life, do you?"

Chen Ling frowned when she saw that her whereabouts were exposed. After hesitating for a moment, she still pushed the door open.

"What are you doing at my house?" He looked at Han Meng sitting at the dining table and asked in a deep voice.

"investigation."

"What's the difference between you and a thief who breaks into an empty door?"

"Law enforcers have the power of law enforcement and investigation. Do you still need me to explain this to you?" Han Meng tapped his knuckles on the table, "Don't say I just came in to investigate. Even if I set the house on fire, what can you do? manage?"

"..." Chen Ling's eyes became colder and colder.

"But I really didn't expect that you actually know Chu Muyun... How did you know each other?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

"I am now questioning you as the chief law enforcement officer of the third district, Chen Ling, pay attention to your attitude." Han Meng's eyes narrowed slightly, and an inexplicable sense of oppression suddenly enveloped the living room!

Chen Ling looked at him for a long time and then slowly spoke,

"Dr. Lin from the corner clinic recommended it."

"Why go to the doctor?"

"I wasn't feeling well at the time."

"You are not feeling well, do you need to invite Chu Muyun? Are you feeling unwell, or... are you mentally polluted by the gray world?" Han Meng's eyes sharpened, like an eagle that can see into people's hearts.

"I..." Chen Ling was shocked. In front of Han Meng, he suddenly felt like he had nothing to hide.

"On the night when the disaster appeared, you talked to Jiang Qin and said that your brother was squatting on the corner of the street. But today I happened to be investigating Bingquan Street in the Second District and found that your brother Chen Yan had all his clothes taken away a few days ago. Organ, died unexpectedly, so who was the brother you were talking about that night? "

"..."

"I searched the whole house and found only traces of the lives of two people, one is you and the other is Chu Muyun, but why are there three rice bowls in the sink? Who is that bowl for?"

"..."

"Before coming here, I asked Wu Youdong, and he said that you should light candles alone in the room, and then..."

"enough!!"

Chen Ling stood up suddenly, her eyes bloodshot.

"Yes! Am I crazy?!"

"There is something wrong with my brain! I can see Ayan! I feel like he is next to me!!"

"Not long ago! He was building a snowman at the door! He was blowing out candles with me in the house! He said he wanted to go back to school and sing at the New Year's Eve party! To me, he is a living person!"

"He's just an ordinary kid! He's sick! He wants to get better! He wants to be able to stand on stage and perform openly one day! What's wrong with him?!"

"Han Meng! You are questioning me aggressively here now. When those people from Bingquan Street killed my brother! Where were you?!"

"Where were you when they colluded with law enforcement officers and killed ordinary people one after another?!"

"Where are your investigative powers?! Where are your law enforcement powers?!"

Han Meng's body shook violently.

Chen Ling's chest rose and fell violently, and he stared into Han Meng's eyes... Han Meng's originally calm eyes shrank slightly, and he unconsciously avoided Chen Ling's gaze.

He just sat there quietly, with his head lowered, like a sculpture.