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The aroma of blue tea hidden in the depths of He Taki's clothes permeated little by little, pouring into his nostrils, and there was a big hand on the back of his head pressing him hard.In front of him was the skin of the man's neck, and He Taki actually changed his clothes, which was a round-neck T-shirt made of soft fabric.

The frantic heartbeat gradually calmed down, Yan Jinyun blinked his eyes twice, vaguely realized something, and pushed and shoved He Taki's chest violently.

His push was quite strong, and the two of them took half a step back and separated completely. He Taki put on a leather jacket, raised his arms halfway, and maintained a hugging posture.

Seeing that He Long was about to come over, Yan Jinyun immediately shouted: "Don't move!" He was a little at a loss, his ears were hot from embarrassment, and he raised his hand to grab a handful of messy forehead hair.

Really, how could the surname He take advantage of it!

Why is the person surnamed He so unmasculine?

"Let me see the wound on my neck!" He Taki frowned.

Yan Jinyun was slightly taken aback.

hurt?

That being said, my neck does hurt a bit.

He raised his hand to touch it, but He Taki stepped forward and grabbed his wrist.

"If your hands are clean, just touch them!"

"Your hands are clean!" Yan Jinyun was angry: "Some people think that we are in the circle of letters! Can you keep a distance from me!"

"At least I didn't touch the rotting corpse with my hands. Also, have you ever heard of it?" He Taki said coldly, "Take the flashlight and shine it on!"

He touched Yan Jinyun's neck with the other hand, and the warm touch made the young man tremble slightly. He Taki hurriedly relaxed his strength. There was a laceration there, which probably avoided a blood vessel, and the bleeding was not much. Now it is basically It has stopped, but the appearance of being torn apart is still scary.

"Okay, you." Seeing that He Taki's face was getting worse and worse, Yan Jinyun couldn't help avoiding him: "Your hand has been touched by a female monster, and it won't be clean."

"What did you do? You were so frightened by a corpse, and you didn't resist when it pulled you in?" He Taki let out a breath, as if suppressing his anger: "I didn't see you scared when I killed people before!"

Yan Jinyun: "I—" He paused, looking blankly at the coffin next to him.

"Am I... very scared just now?" He murmured, "What do the people inside... look like?"

He Taki was slightly surprised, took the flashlight, walked to the coffin and looked in: "Two eyes, one nose and one mouth."

Yan Jinyun: "...you are talking nonsense!"

He Taki: "Then what do you want to hear?"

"Age, appearance, features."

"You can't even tell if you're a man or a woman after doing this. Are you being too forceful?" He Taki tapped the edge of the coffin with his fingers.

Yan Jinyun was taken aback.

He took a few steps closer tentatively, and bravely glanced into the coffin across He Taki.

Under the dim light, the sallow and withered skin, withered and gray hair, is an ordinary mummy.

Yan Jinyun heaved a sigh of relief.

He must have hallucinated just now to see here——

"Where did his hands go?" Yan Jinyun asked, pointing to the bare arms of the mummy.

"Here." He Taki kicked something over from the grass beside him. Yan Jinyun looked down, and saw that it was half a broken palm bone.

"How did it break?" he asked.

"I hit it." He Taki said expressionlessly.

Yan Jinyun stretched out his hand and tapped twice, then choked out four words in shock: "Indecent."

"A well-educated mummy will not casually drag people into the coffin to accompany and sleep." He Long slapped the coffin wood with a "bang bang", and said coldly: "He asked for it."

Yan Jinyun applauded very hypocritically: "...I now know why Zhong Xiaowen is so afraid of you. I am worried about ghosts."

Gui Jianshou glanced over, as if thinking of something: "Why are you here?"

Yan Jinyun asked back, "Should I ask you this?"

"I'm here to find you." He Taki said, "Your neck ring has a positioning function, so it's not difficult to find you."

It seems that the fog outside is a one-way barrier, which cannot be entered but cannot be exited. Yan Jinyun fell into deep thought, and He Taki said: "You haven't answered me yet, why are you here?"

Why am I here?It's not to save you, a heartless dog!

You can't say this kind of words with your mouth, Yan Jinyun sneered: "Why? Don't you think about it yourself?"

He Taki actually started to think.

"Bai Yanran can only take the face of the dead. You skip the killing step and directly get the facial features from the corpse. It's opportunistic." He speculated unhurriedly.

The one named He is not stupid.

"But you clearly vowed to visit my grave before going to bed yesterday." He Long changed the subject: "Yan Xiao, it seems that you are not so eager for my death."

Yan Jinyun: "..."

I really want to seal He Long tightly in the coffin...

His embarrassment didn't last long. He Taki took out a plastic bag and a Swiss Army knife from his pocket, and stepped into the coffin with long legs. Mismatch.

"What are you doing?" He stretched out his hand to stop it.

"Fetch things." He Taki said: "Take it and leave, you wait for me next to me."

"You take it? Do you know that the law stipulates that the deliberate destruction of corpses, bones, and ashes is suspected of criminal offenses!" Yan Jinyun pressed his wrist, his eyes glanced at the bruises on his arm, and he was inexplicably irritable: "Knowing the law and breaking the law ?”

He Taki stopped his movements, turned his face and looked at him deeply: "Who is knowing the law and breaking the law?"

Yan Jinyun: "."

He Taki raised his chin towards the severed hand outside the coffin, and his tone was a little soft: "I have already stabbed the corpse, and the quality of repairing a few more stabs will not be much different. Stop making trouble, be obedient .”

Yan Jinyun opened his mouth, as if his throat was blocked by a ball of cotton, it was so dry.

If he wants to do it, he can do it well, so why worry about it?I'm really uncomfortable.

"Whatever you want." He gritted his teeth and spit out a few words: "I don't care about you anymore."

He Taki smiled indistinctly.

"Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

You go crazy.

Yan Jinyun found a tree to lean on, endured it for a while, but still couldn't help laughing: "Officer He, a man can't say he's fast!"

"You don't know if I'm going fast or not?" He Taki replied without raising his head.

Yan Jinyun: "...?"

What mural are you talking about?

When he was in a daze, He Ting had already done it. He lifted his legs and stepped out of the coffin, folded the plastic bag containing the meat piece flat, and dusted off his clothes.

Yan Jinyun seemed to have remembered something terrible, and turned back down the mountain with a stinky face. When the dawn arrived in due time, morning light appeared in the sky. Seen from a height, the mist lingering at the foot of Ginkgo Mountain dissipated, and the winding and flat streets lead directly to the service. district.

This trip was the right one, Yan Jinyun thought with relief, if he went to the theater to deliver these things to Bai Yanran, this unfortunate plot would be over.

Walking out of the cemetery, he heard He Taki calling him from behind.

"Yan Xiao, come with me!"

Yan Jinyun heard the sound of the engine, and turned around to receive the helmet thrown by He Taki.

"Why do you have a motorcycle!" Yan Jinyun was shocked.

"Money ability, otherwise I won't be able to catch up with you." He Long grabbed the front of the car, with two long legs on the ground, exuding a wild beauty all over his body: "Come on, get in the car."

Someone offered to be a driver, and Yan Jinyun felt that he had no reason to refuse, so he put on his helmet and stepped on the back seat of the motorcycle.

The body of the motorcycle galloped out with a low roar, and the strong wind slapped the helmet with a blunt sound. Yan Jinyun had to lower his body, and his face was almost close to He Taki's broad back.

"Thank you for your hard work." He heard He Taki say.

"Come on less." Yan Jinyun said, "This matter is never over."

"how?"

"I can't tell, it's just a feeling." Yan Jinyun's voice gradually lowered: "I haven't found the murderer until now."

"Maybe he's not among us?" He Taki said.

"No, he must be there." Yan Jinyun's pupils were sharp: "I can feel it."

It was the aura from the same kind, dormant in the depths of the crowd, in an unknown way.But he can't stay dormant forever, because this game is about to end, and it will be too late if he doesn't do anything.

"Zhong Xiaowen is at the hotel?" Yan Jinyun asked.

"Yeah." He Taki said, "I have explained to her the characteristics of the murderer, and she will pay attention to it."

The traits of a murderer?

Yan Jinyun's temples throbbed, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon.

"What if he doesn't have those features?" he murmured.

"What?" He Taki didn't understand.

"The Sinner BUFF, this BUFF can be everything." Yan Jinyun said to himself hurriedly and lowly, and he suddenly reached out and reached for He Taki's waist.

"What are you doing!" He Taki was taken aback.

Yan Jinyun ignored him, but precisely pulled out He Long's phone, and the screen lock was unlocked with a swipe. Yan Jinyun was stunned for a moment, without thinking too much, and directly called up Zhong Xiaowen's number from He Long's address book.

"Beep—" The call was successfully dialed.

Consistent with his conjecture, they are only isolated from people in the real world, and the two individuals existing in this dimension can still communicate.

The busy speaker took a long time to connect.

"Zhong Xiaowen!"

There was a broken gasp from the other end.

Yan Jinyun thumped in his heart.

"Zhong Xiaowen, I'm Gamma! Can you hear me?" He snapped.

"Gamma...Gamma!" The other end writhed for a while, like a lying down person struggling to get up, Zhong Xiaowen gasped and called intermittently: "He team, is He team there?"

"Yes, He Long is by my side." Yan Jinyun said loudly.

Zhong Xiaowen on the other end choked up for a moment, his voice trembling with excessive panic: "Sure enough... that person is really not Captain He."