Nightmare Apostle

The next second, Yang Xiao woke up from his nightmare, his whole body wet with cold sweat. He sat up, breathing heavily, feeling extremely depressed.

Dream.

Another dream...

When I closed my eyes, I could see Zhuge Zhijie's miserable appearance in my mind. This dream was so real that it didn't seem like a dream at all.

A nightmare struck him. He had had a similar experience, which reminded him of his first mission a long time ago. After the mission of Mengguixi, he had a strange dream. He dreamed of 6 blood coffins. As a result, he died the next day. Something happened, Kuang Hongyi and others 6

Everyone died in supernatural events.

But this time he dreamed of Zhuge Zhijie lying in a coffin with black rain boots on his feet. This was not a good sign.

The more Yang Xiao thought about it, the more worried he became. He had been very busy during this period and had ignored the fact that Zhuge Zhijie was about to enter a nightmare. As a captain, this was really inappropriate.

After getting out of bed, he took out his mobile phone, opened the chat box with Zhuge Zhijie, quickly edited a line of words and was about to send it, but just a second before his fingertips touched the send button, he suddenly stopped. A strong sense of crisis swept through his body instantly.

Yang Xiao shuddered hard. He suddenly realized something. On the night of Kuang Hongyi's accident, he had also sent him a message.

A terrible guess surfaced. Could it be that this strange dream was a contagious curse? What he saw in his dream was not a prophecy. Only when the person in the dream comes into contact with himself will he suffer bad luck?

The more Yang Xiao thought about it, the more terrifying he felt. He quickly deleted the line he had typed and closed the chat box.

He even had the urge to delete Zhuge Zhijie's contact.

Beibei and Daxiong went with Zhuge Zhijie. For the sake of safety, Yang Xiao did not contact these two people.

Taking out a can of ice coke from the refrigerator, Yang Xiao sat on a chair and sipped it, gradually calming down his mood. Theoretically speaking, the danger Zhuge Zhijie faced this time was not too great. He had detailed strategies in his hand. At the same time, After calming down, Yang Xiao also noticed a very unreasonable thing in the dream, the pair of black rain boots. Since the guide detailedly stated that ghosts would kill people who wear black rain boots, how could Zhuge Zhijie wear them?

Yang Xiao could only comfort himself that dreams were all backwards. He suspected that as soon as he intervened, this nightmare might become a reality.

After such a thing, he couldn't sleep all night. Yang Xiao finally waited until dawn. After a simple wash, he came to the patrol office early. But as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, before he could swipe his card, he saw that the door of the office not far away was ajar. ,

It stands to reason that no one would be so diligent during this time period.

Yang Xiao suddenly became alert. After approaching, he opened the door and saw a figure sitting on Zhuge Zhijie's seat.

"Big Bear?" Yang Xiao was stunned.

As the big bear slowly raised his head, Yang Xiao's heart skipped a beat. He saw his hair was messy and his eyes were red and swollen. He looked at Yang Xiao with despair in his eyes.

The ominous feeling in his heart finally came true. Yang Xiao immediately realized that something had happened, but he still subconsciously held a trace of luck in his heart, "Big Xiong, why are you alone, Beibei... Where are Beibei, Zhijie and the others?"

This sentence seemed to trigger a switch on the bear. This man who was as strong and reliable as a bear burst into tears immediately, "Zhijie... Zhijie didn't come back. Beibei and I waited for two days, but he didn't come back either." return."

There was a buzz in his mind. Although he had already guessed it, the words coming from Big Bear's mouth undoubtedly shattered the last bit of luck in Yang Xiao's heart. Yang Xiao was also a person who had experienced many missions, and he knew exactly what this meant.

Zhuge Zhijie died, died in the mission.

That nightmare...came true.

Yang Xiao didn't know what to say. It seemed that the prophetic dream last night diluted his panic. It might also be that he had seen too much life and death during this period. Too many lives disappeared in front of his eyes. At this moment, he It's not even that sad, it just feels so unreal.

There was no sadness or tears. Yang Xiao found a chair and sat down alone. He was in a daze, as if he hadn't accepted the reality yet. The atmosphere was surprisingly depressing for a while, with only Big Bear sobbing from time to time.

Soon, Sister Wen and Huang Qiang came. Yang Xiao slowly turned around after hearing someone calling him softly. The two took Yang Xiao to the conference room, where they met Beibei and Nalan Shuo. At this moment Nalan Shuo's face was also surprisingly calm. He waved his hand and asked the two of them to sit down. At this moment, the ashtray in front of him was already covered with a thick layer of cigarette butts.

These were not all smoked by Nalan Shuo. Beibei also held a cigarette in his left hand. His originally bright eyes were now a little hollow. There was also a report on the table.

"What happened to Zhijie is something that none of us want to see, but this is a nightmare world. It doesn't care about human relations, only about rules and strength." Nalan Shuo's voice was low and firm, "Since becoming an apostle From that day on, each of us should have this awareness. Zhijie is gone and there is no resurrection. I hope you can shorten the painful time to the shortest time."

Nalan Shuo calmly picked up the report on the table and placed it in front of Beibei, "According to the regulations of the agency, and with reference to Zhijie's years and level of employment, the pension for death in the line of duty is 2 million. If the person enters the nightmare world I have already signed the compensation for an accident of 1 million yuan. Zhijie will be given preferential compensation and the financial side has also been explained. Beibei, just go directly. "

"Also, the office has decided that you will represent Zhijie's mother on behalf of the office. Zhijie is the only relative left. Be careful after you go. If you find anything that we can help with at the old man's home, come back and let us know. I."

After saying this, Nalan Shuo turned around, took out a cube wrapped in newspaper from his handbag, held it in both hands and handed it to Beibei, "Here is 100,000 yuan, you can also pass it to Zhijie." Mother, I just said it was a little thought from my colleagues in the office.”

Beibei pursed her lips, stood up, and bowed to Nalan Shuo, "Director, I want to thank you on behalf of Zhijie."

"Well, let's get over the sadness as soon as possible. We are warriors, the people who can be relied upon most by thousands of citizens in this city. There is still a lot of work waiting for us to do. Zhijie is not the beginning, nor will he be Finish."

After saying the last few words, Nalan Shuo left. He would have a meeting later. As the director of the Lin'an Patrol Department, his work was very stressful.

Taking the report on the table, Yang Xiao looked at it page by page. These were not mission reports, but some complicated procedures. Many of them had Nalan Shuo's autograph at the bottom. Every item in them was filled with money. , with these procedures, Zhuge Zhijie’s old mother can receive a very considerable compensation, enough to spend the rest of her life.

Putting down these formalities gently, Yang Xiao sighed. Nalan Shuo's conduct was truly unparalleled. After his subordinate's death, he did not hold a meeting to talk about hypocrisy. Instead, he implemented the compensation as quickly as possible and tried to give him as generous a pension as possible. Zhijie's mother got the money as soon as possible and gave the green light all the way. With these procedures, a lot of unnecessary trouble can be avoided.

The three returned to the office. At this moment, Ximen Xiu and Yu Shu also heard the news and hurried over. To Yang Xiao's surprise, the saddest among so many people was Ximen Xiu, who had quarreled with Zhuge Zhijie the most. He fainted one after another. Twice, and finally sent to the infirmary.

Zhuge Zhijie died, and Ximen Xiu also lay down in the infirmary. At this moment, the huge office suddenly became quiet.

Yang Xiao wanted to say something several times, but he didn't know how to say it.

Beibei, who had calmed down, told Yang Xiao about their experiences along the way. Everything went smoothly. They even found the ruins of the abandoned amusement park and took Zhuge Zhijie on a field trip.

"Before going in, Zhijie was very confident himself and said with a smile... that he would treat us to local specialties after he said it." Daxiong's voice was choked.

But it was useless to say anything now. The person was already dead. No matter what they did, Zhijie could not survive. Taking advantage of noon, Yang Xiao went back to the apartment, withdrew 500,000 in cash, put it in a suitcase and handed it to Beibei,

Please bring it to Zhuge Zhijie's mother, "I won't go. You can give the money to Zhijie's family. Just say that Zhijie is very popular in the patrol department. It is a kind of kindness among his colleagues." , be sure to ask the elderly to accept it.”

Time passed day by day, and a week later, the days returned to calm.

Yang Xiao often felt as if Zhuge Zhijie had not left, but was still staying in this office with them.

A large part of the reason for this is that Zhuge Zhijie's work was taken over by someone else, and the person who took over was Ximen Xiu.

Everyone was surprised. They didn't expect that Ximen Xiu, who had always been carefree, could actually be qualified for such a highly professional job, and it only took a very short time to adapt to it.

Compared with him in the past, Ximen Xiu seems to have changed a lot today. Yang Xiao can't tell what went wrong. He still looks carefree, and he also makes a few inappropriate jokes from time to time.

But the feeling he gave Yang Xiao was completely different from before.

Zhuge Zhijie's seat is still reserved in the office, and even the messy desktop has a tacit understanding that no one will clean it up. It seems that as long as this is done, Zhuge Zhijie will not die and will come back one day.

During this period, two major events occurred in Zhongrong City. The first was the disappearance of Wu Peide, the vice president of the Apostolic Federation. The official statement was that he had defected. The second was that Fu Qingzhu, a cadre of the Federation, was rehabilitated and the wanted order was cancelled.

Now that he has meritorious service in the prosecution, he has succeeded Wu Peide and has become the youngest vice-president of the Rongcheng Federation in the past twenty years. Now he is an upstart in Rongcheng. All parties are rushing to make friends with big shots. Unparalleled in the limelight.

The last incident was related to the Patrol Department, to be precise, the New City Patrol Department. Qu Muzhi, the deputy director-level captain, led a team to raid an evil cultivator's den and single-handedly killed five key evil cultivators, including a Venerable-level evil cultivator, on the spot. Killed and seized a large number of documents.