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"Wow, wow, wow~, I want my mommy..."

"Ooooh, I want to go home."

"Mom, I'm so scared~"

……

Outside the Hsinchu City Special Investigation Bureau, there were bursts of children crying, the cries were deafening. It was not just the cry of one child, it woke up countless sleeping people.

The lights came on one by one. The members on duty at the Special Investigation Bureau heard the crying and ran out of the house. They saw groups of children standing or sitting on the ground outside the door.

Everyone's face was covered with tears.

There are children ranging in age from eleven or twelve to five or six, both boys and girls.

They were all wearing pajamas and shoes, and the night wind was a little cool.

The single staff on duty are having a headache. They have been single for more than ten years and don’t even have a girlfriend. How would they know how to coax children?

But I had to coax him. The child's crying was so loud and piercing that I don't know how many people were woken up. And if he continued crying like this, it would be bad for his throat.

I could only comfort her dryly:

"Don't cry! What happened? You can tell me. We can take care of it here. We can arrest the bad guys and take you to find your relatives. Is that ok?"

He could swear that this was the gentlest tone he had ever used.

The moment he saw these children, he knew that Hsinchu City was about to be hit by a major earthquake, and he wondered how many officials would be dismissed as a result.

But what does this have to do with him, a small clerk in the Abnormal Investigation Bureau?

No.

……

Shi Nianyi was not aware of the anxiety of the people in the Special Investigation Bureau.

When they saw the staff on duty from the Special Investigation Bureau coming out, Shi Nianyi turned around and left with Bai Yaoyao and Xi Lishen. Of course, she was the one who took care of the group of children, otherwise they would not be able to reach the door of the Special Investigation Bureau.

After confirming that the children were safe, there was no need for Shi Nianyi to stay.

The Investigation Bureau will piece together the results of the incident from the mouths of those children.

Together with the things she left behind at the orphanage, the matter came to an end.

……

Ding Lan was mixed in with a group of children. She didn't cry because she had already cried before. She turned around and looked at the rooftop of the building in the distance. She knew that the benefactor who saved them was there.

"Thank you."

The little child expressed his gratitude sincerely in his heart.

And made another wish:

I also want to be as awesome as them.

After hearing the officer on duty at the Abnormal Investigation Bureau asking for help in finding relatives, his eyes lit up and he squeezed out from the group of children.

She was abducted by force and then fed a pill, which made her unconscious. She had no idea how to get home.

"Really... can you take us home?"

……

There are also slums in the city. They live in small houses, do repetitive work day after day, and get meager wages. People here are always in a hurry, fearing that one day they will not be able to hold on and collapse and would not be able to survive.

Not only do poor people without money live here, but there are also gangsters, thieves, human traffickers, drug addicts and other people. It is a mixed crowd, as well as all kinds of dark things, and it holds most of the darkness in a city.

There is no need to count on public security.

The night is a forbidden zone here. The above-mentioned people will appear at night, including some missed rat monsters.

The people in the slums don't have the money to issue tasks and ask psychics and warriors to clear out the monsters.

The country has not given up on the people in this area. Every month, it pays to issue missions to clear out the monsters in the slums. It can be generally described as stable, and compared to other countries, it is already a paradise.

At least there was some order in this area, and for a day or two it was relatively safe during the day.

In a corner of the slum, in a small house, there was a man covered in blood, with stubble on the corners of his mouth, and long hair covering his cheeks. He was holding a woman in his arms. The woman had a big belly and it seemed that she was carrying quite a baby.

He picked up his phone and called emergency services.

His clothes were a little old and had turned pale from washing, but places like the cuffs were very clean, and you could tell that the person who washed the clothes was very attentive.

There are few decent pieces of furniture in the house, and even if there were, they wouldn't fit anywhere.

A half-used washing machine and refrigerator, an old computer, an electric rice cooker, and an electric frying pan.

The washing machine, refrigerator and computer didn't even look like second-hand. They looked like fourth-hand ones. They were cleaned very well and the things in the house were neatly arranged.

The only thing that looked out of place was the pool of blood on the ground.

With the arrival of the paramedics, first aid was arranged. The ambulance could not reach the place, so the paramedics ran over.

Obviously, their efforts did not save the pregnant woman's life. Even the child died because of the pregnant woman. The cause of death was suffocation.

Within a day, the man's world collapsed and his life became hopeless.

The red eye sockets, lifeless eyes, and bloodshot eyes made him look a little more crazy.

She started wailing and going crazy the moment she knew that the pregnant woman and her child were dead.

It was too painful to even cry.

The man left quietly with the bodies of the pregnant woman and the child. It was so quiet that it was a little creepy.

The medical staff looked at the man's back with some sympathy. The hospital had not seen many cases of such a miserable person, and he became a lonely man overnight.

He also bought a lot of ice and a freezer, spending all his money. In the freezer were the bodies of his wife and children.

As night gradually fell, the man who had been sitting on the bed for almost the entire day stood up. He had been looking at the freezer without blinking, as if he was in a daze. No one knew what he was thinking.

He bent down and took out a box from under the bed. The box was covered with dust. It felt like dust when touched. It was obvious that it had not been opened for a long time.

He slowly opened the box and took out a tablet, an incense burner, a bunch of incense, and a few candles.

The words on the tablet were a little blurry, but I could vaguely make out the word "Impermanence". I burned three sticks of incense respectfully, three for the gods and four for the ghosts.

He inserted it into the incense burner, knelt down several times, and used a lot of strength in his kowtows. His forehead immediately turned red, and after three times, blood came out.

He took out a fruit peeling knife and a bowl from the kitchen, and without saying a word or hesitation, he cut with the knife, and blood gushed out.

The man had already cleaned the room, including the unsightly pool of blood. Now it was spotless, just like the scene the man saw every time he came home from get off work, except that there was one person missing, so it seemed particularly lonely.

The man, who had been prepared, took the bowl and filled it up. Then he casually bandaged the wound on his hand.