Star Trace Gate

After Ren came to his senses, the rest of the people prepared to evacuate from here.

The burning corpses around them kept gathering more and more, and the few people had experienced several battles in a row. They were already at the end of their strength and really had no energy left to continue investigating at the scene.

Ren also took half of Hong Ge's head and sealed it in a Styx vase; while Tan Pang and Yin Hu picked up several of Hong Ge's relics, gold coins, and a fragment of his autobiography, and then gathered with everyone.

After the five people gathered together, they quickly rushed to the top floor of the building.

This time, the fire in the building had been extinguished and everyone had gathered, so the efficiency was extremely high and they arrived at the door of Room 3999 in just a short while.

In the corridor, the scorching sun in Room 3999 was extinguished. Ren Ye and Yin Hu stood on both sides of the corridor to prevent the corpses from being burned; while Xiao Shuai, together with Tan Pang and the old cadre, worked together to lead out the souls of the three members of the Song family.

"Ong!"

When the three souls of the Song family appeared, the door of Room 3999 suddenly flashed with a faint light, followed by a creaking sound, and the door opened slightly, leaving a gap.

"go!"

Xiao Shuai opened the door and greeted him urgently.

Upon hearing this, several people quickly went in, and Ren Ye, who stayed behind at the end, closed the door himself.

The room was pitch dark, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

As soon as the five people stood still, the reminder of Star Gate rang in their ears.

[Congratulations, you have successfully sent the souls of the three members of the Song family into room 3999. You have completed the test of the carnival night and can "retrace" here. ]

[Retrace: Sense the corresponding souls one by one, and use your consciousness to call the Heavenly Dao to trace back, and you can reproduce the scene of that year. After the retracing of the three souls is completed, you can leave this secret realm and get the rewards here. ]

[Warm Tips: This room is absolutely safe, warriors, you survived...! ]

"I'm going to fuck you."

Xiao Shuai speaks the quintessence of Chinese culture as soon as he opens his mouth.

No matter how he listened, he felt that it was the will of heaven mocking everyone. And after Brother Hong died, he felt both sympathy and anger at the loss of another.

"call……!"

Yinhu let out a long breath and sat down on the ground.

Fat Tan and the old cadre were also extremely tired. They stood in the dark and neither of them spoke.

"Brother, did you find out anything at the scene just now?" Xiao Shuai wiped the blood from his forehead and asked in a trembling voice, "How could Brother Hong... in such a short time!"

"I haven't found anything. I'm confused right now." Ren Ye was thinking about different things in his head, but his tone was full of fatigue: "Let's... go first, and we'll talk about it after we get out."

"Ah."

Xiao Shuai nodded: "Let's start backtracking."

"Yes, let's go out first. I don't want to stay here for even a minute." The old cadre replied, panting.

"Star Gate said that they have to trace back the souls one by one, so who will go first?!"

Yin Hu asked.

Ren also thought about it for a while, and whispered: "Everything started with Song Mingzhe, so let's trace back to his soul first. Xiaoshuai, you go first."

"Ok!"

Xiao Shuai nodded upon hearing this, and immediately sensed Song Mingzhe's soul in his consciousness space, and called upon the Heavenly Dao to trace back.

Three breaths later, a dazzling light lit up in the room. Several people looked up suddenly and saw a dazzling chandelier lit up in a study not far away.

The decoration of the study did not look luxurious, but it was full of a sense of crowding and the fragrance of books. The room was filled with bookshelves and precious classics, and a photo of Song Mingzhe himself hung above the desk.

The soul of Song Mingzhe in front of Xiaoshuai took a step and slowly walked into the study.

"boom!"

The five people's brains buzzed, and they opened up their exclusive perspective of retrospection, dreaming back to the night when Tiangong Building was burned down by fire.

After a cold feeling of weightlessness gradually dissipated, the five people's consciousness clearly saw that "themselves" suddenly appeared on a rooftop, and Song Mingzhe was standing in front of them.

Ren Ye and Xiao Shuai were very familiar with this scene, because they met Song Mingzhe here before the building exploded.

The cold wind blew. Song Mingzhe was wearing a black windbreaker and holding a top-secret investigation report in his hand. He stepped steadily on the ground and said to the two figures on the edge of the rooftop: "I am very satisfied with your investigation. Come to my workshop tomorrow, and you will be reused and promoted...!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly walked to the rooftop exit and reached out to pull open the iron door.

"Boom...!"

At this moment, a violent explosion resounded throughout the entire Fulai County, the scene of the entire building collapsing reappeared, and fire burst out from the cracks in the floor, burning violently.

"brush!"

Song Mingzhe reacted extremely quickly, and his body burst out with a brilliant and magical light, instantly dispersing the flames that were spraying towards him.

As he was swaying on the stairs, he suddenly turned around, his face pale and he murmured in astonishment: "... waste... he... he actually activated the fire talisman! It's over... something terrible has happened."

"Tap!"

At this moment, the two blurry figures ran towards Song Mingzhe from the edge of the rooftop.

"Master, this... is this a fire talisman explosion?!"

"It's over. The building on the right has collapsed. Sir, let's leave quickly."

"...!"

The two of them shouted in panic and ran towards Song Mingzhe nimbly.

At this moment, Song Mingzhe obviously came back to his senses and looked down at the investigation report he had just received in his hand.

He was "satisfied" with this investigation report. It was self-evident who had the fire talisman and who detonated it.

He stood in the flames, his body was filled with magical light, and his eyes made a decision in an instant.

"Whoosh!"

Song Mingzhe's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"Puff...!"

Two breaths later, the two blurry figures were wrapped in magical light and fell heavily into the flames, burned to death by the heavenly fire.

Amidst the strong wind and raging fire, Song Mingzhe left the rooftop, ran all the way to the 39th floor, and jumped down from the stairwell next to his home.

The five people's consciousness perspective closely followed Song Mingzhe as they fell down the building together, and looked up to see the entire Tiangong Building engulfed in fire.

The screams of pain from the flames and the hysterical cries for help filled the entire night sky.

"Dip Lingling!"

Just then, Song Mingzhe's phone rang.

He glanced at the screen and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He picked up the call immediately and replied softly, "Hello...!"

"Dad, I... Dad... I got into trouble. That group of people wanted to kill me. I had no choice but to activate the fire talisman." Song An's voice rang out.

"call!"

Under the chaotic building, Song Mingzhe stood between the flames and the darkness of night, and asked in a very steady voice: "Did anyone see you... activate the fire talisman?"

"Everyone you see... is... dead."

"Are all your friends here?" Song Mingzhe asked calmly.

"Several friends in the building are not here... but, they should be waiting nearby. If the fire talisman is activated... they will die." Song An panted and replied: "Dad... Dad, I really didn't mean it. They wanted to kill me."

After the words fell, the father and son fell into a brief silence.

"Where are you?!" Song Mingzhe asked after a moment of silence.

"I…I already ran out of the building."

"I received a call tonight. Someone broke into the prison and tried to rescue people. Did you do this?" Song Mingzhe spoke concisely.

"......!" Song An's teeth were chattering and he remained silent.

"Is that so?!" Song Mingzhe asked.

"Gudong."

Song An swallowed his saliva and gritted his teeth and said, “No, it’s not.”

Song Mingzhe heard this but did not ask any further questions. He just said in a steady voice: "I'll tell you an address, remember it in your head. I can't leave now, you go to that address by yourself, remember it, don't notify anyone, don't communicate with anyone, and don't take other people's cars... If what happened tonight is leaked, no one can protect you, and your mother and I will be finished."

"I...I understand, Dad."

"Dudu!"

Song Mingzhe hung up the phone and immediately pretended to be in a panic and ran towards the building, shouting loudly: "High-level supernatural powers in this building, come to me immediately and assemble! Save people together, quickly, quickly...!"

As Song Mingzhe shouted, the five people clearly saw that the surrounding scenery gradually became distorted and blurred until it disappeared.

……

The scenes rotated, and soon the five people's consciousness appeared in a very dimly lit room.

On the left, at the window covered by a floral curtain, Song Mingzhe stood straight, smoking silently.

Not far away, Song An was sitting in the corner, his arms tightly hugging his legs, his head down, his face covered in sweat, and his whole body trembling.

His bald head looked very bright and dazzling under the light.

"Squeak!"

The sound of teeth grinding was heard, and Pan Lianrong walked in wearing a baseball cap and a very low-key loose dress.

“Mom…I…!”

When Song An saw his mother, he spoke with a trembling voice.

Pan Lianrong walked right past him and stood beside Song Mingzhe without saying a word.

The couple stood on one side and the other on the other, and the room was filled with smoke.

Soon, Song Mingzhe narrowed his eyes and said quietly, "The matter of the fire talisman can be pinned on Old Yan, after all, there is no evidence. But trying to steal people from the prison, killing the Thunder and Fire Department's magical powers, and violently resisting the law... This matter is definitely not acceptable. The children he used were both from the building and from the wild... Those who hate us have already set their sights on this line and will definitely investigate."

Pan Lianrong turned her back to her son, put her hands in her coat pockets, and asked softly, "Is there anyone alive now?"

"No, but...but the problem is that your son's aura appeared at the place where the fire talisman was activated, and the spirit beast can sense it." Song Mingzhe said in a steady voice: "You can't say he wasn't there. So, next, if he doesn't show up, it will be troublesome, but if he does, it will be even more troublesome. I have to avoid suspicion when my relatives are involved in such a big case... Do you think, with his personality, he can grit his teeth during the interrogation in the headquarters?"

Pan Lianrong fell silent.

"I will be promoted to work in the General Office soon. At this time... I really can't stand these tests." Song Mingzhe smoked a cigarette and slowly looked at his wife: "Your Baoyuan Bureau has been very active recently. I'm afraid you... can't stand this test either."

"Brother Zhe, what do I need to do?" Pan Lianrong asked.

"I have a theory. Your son's people are in the same group as Old Yan. They were all instigated by the Bald Law Enforcement Team a long time ago." Song Mingzhe said concisely, "Old Yan is the leader of the instigation group. Not only did he steal the fire talisman from the inner treasury, but he also commanded the young supernatural powers to go to the prison to rescue the captured Bald... The incident happened tonight, and Song An accidentally ran into it, so he is also one of the victims. I have already obtained Old Yan's investigation report, and there is sufficient evidence... It may be feasible to make up a story based on this result."

Pan Lianrong lowered her head: "What do I need to do, Brother Zhe?"

Song Mingzhe looked at him, raised his head slowly, and whispered in his ear, "You have such a wide network of contacts. Don't hold back. Give me a hand. We, as a family, will get through this difficult time together."

"it is good."

Pan Lianrong nodded slightly, glanced down at her watch, and said softly, "There will be an investigation meeting this afternoon, and I will also attend. I'm leaving first."

"Ah."

Song Mingzhe responded.

Pan Lianrong turned around and walked towards the door very decisively.

Song An had been listening to his parents' conversation the whole time, and he was terrified. When he saw his mother trying to leave, he looked at Song Mingzhe with even more fear, and then he begged almost instinctively: "Mom...Mom, please take me away too! I promise I won't do it again next time...!"

"brush!"

Pan Lianrong walked by him, not looking away, and said calmly, "Listen to your father's arrangements and stop making trouble."

The corner of her clothes was pulled away between her son's fingers, and Song An watched his mother leave with a dazed look in his eyes.

In the dim room, Song An slowly turned his head, only to see his father standing in the sunlight filtering through the curtains, looking at him calmly.

He was most afraid of seeing this expression on his father's face. His whole body was shaking and trembling, and he was so scared that it couldn't happen.

Song Mingzhe threw away the cigarette butt, put it out with his toes, and walked up to Song An.

The father and son looked at each other in the dim light, and Song An's teeth trembled: "Dad... Dad...!"

"I have been telling you that this world is very cold and indifferent. If you do something wrong, you will have to pay the price."

Song Mingzhe sighed and shook his head, "I raised you and gave you a very good family background. Actually, I don't ask you to repay me, but you shouldn't cause trouble for your parents all the time, right?"

"Dad... Dad, I was wrong. Let me go, I will run away by myself and will never implicate you." Song An begged while crying.

"Look, you're wrong again. You always like to drag your closest people along to take risks with you. This is very responsible."

Song Mingzhe looked at him calmly: "Aren't you always curious about where I go every night?"

Song An was stunned for a moment.

Song Mingzhe pointed to the ground below and said softly, "It's here."

"Wow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his hands and two thick, black iron chains appeared in his hands.

When Song An saw this scene, he shuddered.

"In my story, you are the victim. You need to leave something where the fire talisman explodes." Song Mingzhe ordered softly: "Stretch out your legs...!"

"Dad... Dad, I beg you."

"Stretch out your legs." Song Mingzhe still gave the order in a lukewarm tone.

Song An looked at his father's eyes, as if he saw the scene of hell, and subconsciously stretched out his legs.

Three breaths later, a cold light flashed past.

"what!!!!!"

A scream spread throughout the quiet and enclosed space.