Abyssal Kingdom

The two continued to walk forward, gradually approaching the depths of the hotel.

For a moment, Wei An and Gui Ling passed a huge glass wall and could see the square outside.

It was only three o'clock in the afternoon, but a large black cloud spread out, the noise on the ground was a little far away, and the sky looked dangerous and desolate.

Countless windproof candles were lit in the square, illuminating the bleak pictures of mourning, and the sounds of parties inside the walls were so excited and intoxicated, standing by the window, it seemed to be on the edge of two different worlds.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning flashed outside the window, crossing the sky, illuminating layers of dark clouds.

The lightning was huge, like fire falling from the sky, and the lights of the city were dimmed at this moment.

There was a thunderclap, and the rain fell overwhelmingly.

Wei An turned his head to look in surprise. Suddenly, the water between the sky and the earth became a piece, and the square was in a mess.

Everyone was caught off guard. Tongyun has a weather control system, isn't it to match the atmosphere? Who would have thought that it would really rain? !

Everyone rushed into the surrounding buildings in a panic. The rain smashed the flowers, photos and leaflets, and the lively place just now became desolate.

There were other guests here, some came to watch the rainstorm, some asked what happened, or called their friends downstairs, and a child farther away was frightened and cried.

Another bolt of lightning struck, as if the sky had split open, illuminating the gloomy world below.

The security AI opened the white umbrella top, but this is just an incidental function of sunshade on weekdays, and it can't deal with this situation at all.The squares are so huge that in the gloom and the rain they are like little white flowers swaying forlornly in the wilderness.

In such a violent weather, cities are vulnerable, like anthills.

Wei An plans to go through the east wing and go to the dessert shop from the building, and the parking lot is closer from here.

At this time, they came to the relatively private area of ​​the Rambler Hotel, which is called "Forest Dog Hall". The name comes from a legend in the Great Dark Age, which is a story about offering sacrifices to a strange forest.

However, it has been passed down to the present, and it has reached the hotel level. With this name, there is only forest-style luxury.

The layout here is actually not much different from the outside, but the flowers and trees are more lush, and there are some small privacy designs, even the erotic parts are very tasteful, creating a feeling of "forest of desire" overall.

It seems that some kind of X-rated big party is being held here, and a decorative woven fine net is hung in the corridor on the edge, with the words "unless you do not enter" written on it.

Wayne has never had much interest in this sort of thing, he doesn't remember a time when he had feelings for anyone, or felt physically aroused by anyone, it was difficult for him to participate in what was going on, passion and he didn't relationship, he just wants a peaceful life.

It's still raining.

Although the hotel is soundproof, the breath of heavy rain soaks into this solid building.

Wei An passed through this area. He actually knew what he would see if he insisted on taking this shortcut. Although he didn't know the specifics, the omen was already obvious.

It's just that he came over anyway, maybe because the area of ​​the prayer meeting was too big after all, and there were too many people, it was difficult to leave. He wanted to check the situation more, hoping that there would be no major incidents.

And if there is, is there anything that can be salvaged.

Wei An stopped and saw a bloodstain on the wallpaper in the corridor.

It's still very new, half the size of a palm, and the color is very dark. It's definitely not a small injury worth mentioning.

Wei An walked in the direction where the blood was wiped, and found a very expensive necklace pendant by the side of the flowers, which seemed to have slid over under a huge impact. It must not be the kind of jewelry that would be thrown away casually.

Not far from the flowers, a piece of "Fast-Growing Hell" petals are about one person tall, like a standing upright figure, with a thin end and half-open end, like a small head.

It was like a creature from hell, looking at something in front of it.

Wei An walked forward and finally saw the corpse.

This is a "roadside garden", with some beautifully pruned flower trees, with an ancient and sparse artistic sense, and can hold some small parties.

The body was that of a middle-aged man, naked, with a broken neck and eyes like two black holes hanging from a pale, smooth tree trunk.

Some old wire twisted into spikes went around and embedded in his body, hanging him there in a casual and weird posture, like a broken doll that was pranked by a psychopath, or like an ancient god warning mortals not to enter his own body. territory.

The wall behind the tree was pitch black and was taken up by a black mass of a larger "hell petal", more than two meters in diameter, growing up from the next level.

It opened in the bushes, and the black it formed was deep and non-reflective. It was the kind of black that had no technology to illuminate the savage primitives, hiding ancient gods that humans had never known.

Wei An stood there for a few seconds, then walked over to examine the corpse.

The deceased had no tattoos or wounds, did not appear to be exercising often, had traces of massage oil on his body, and was probably a hotel guest.

The wire was not Li Yingquan's. It was only twisted a bit, and the neck bone was violently broken.

As a civilized area of ​​the Grand Hotel, the lights here are also very bright, but two of the lights above the corpse went out, leaving a slight darkness.

It hangs there, like a piece of meat caught and sacrificed by the ancient gods in the ancient village in the horror oil painting, the scene of the deepest nightmare of human beings, human beings living in a miserable, strange and stupid world.

Wei An watched this scene.

Some of the branches of the tree where the corpse was hung were newly broken, and they had been roughly polished, and fingerprints might be found in some places.

It's scary to watch, but a decent murder investigation team should be able to find a lot of things that aren't so "supernatural".

Wei An looked at the phone again, the screen was black, and there was energy interference nearby.

This is a standard feature of a large-scale conspiracy. After all, if someone takes a photo of something with a mobile phone, no matter when it is uploaded, the public opinion it will arouse will be amazing.

Wei An stared at the scene for a while, then took two steps back, thinking that he must have seen similar scenes in some movie.

Wei An was thinking, when a voice came from the other side of the corridor.

It was two men who were talking, walking towards this side.

"Are there enough dead bodies?" said one of them.

"I don't know, it should be quite a lot. There are at least a lot of waiters in this place," said another, "but for things like meat, the more the better."

The two laughed a few times, as if it was a customary joke.

Wei An looked in that direction for a few seconds, pulled out a gun from his waist, and walked over - although it didn't match his current identity, such things happened in Taoyuan, so of course he had to bring a gun to participate in large-scale events.

The voice of speaking came to the front in a blink of an eye, and at the same time there was a faint sound of dragging a heavy object.

Holding a gun, Wei An walked past the decorative wall, facing the people who came by.

They were two men in inconspicuous casual clothes, the one in front opened the way with a gun, and the one behind dragged a corpse's leg casually.

He was saying to the other guy: "This is too heavy, I don't want to eat steak again..."

He speaks in a casual tone, the kind of "killer" who is joking behind closed doors, people who are indifferent to human life, and work can make you that way sometimes.

When Wei An saw them, the two also saw him.

Wei An raised his hand and fired.

Two shots, very fast, the person dragging the body didn't even react, and fell to the ground.The other raised the muzzle of his gun, but didn't have time.

The bullets hit the chests of both of them, and they died immediately. Their eyes were still open, and their pupils slowly expanded.

Wei An went over to look at it with a gun in his hand. He looked no different from looking at a document.

The dragged body should be a guest of the hotel, a young man in a plaid suit, who may have come to the hotel for a party or to meet friends.

He had been dead for a moment, professionally wrung out of his neck.This method of death is terrifying, not too bloody, and probably easy to hang on a tree.

The two people Wei An killed seemed to be professionally trained. He checked and found that these people did not have military tattoos, their clothes and accessories were expensive, and they had no ID on them.

Their weapons are the ones that can be seen everywhere so that the history cannot be found out. They have been silenced and are very similar to the models used by Wei An.

"It's a private soldier," Wei An said, "Han Niao's."

He stood up and made a half-circle around the body.

The identities of these people are easy to guess. The power distribution in Taoyuan is relatively simple. Hanniao is the largest private security group in the local area, and it is also an external property of a large family in the Federation. Apart from the regular army, Taoyuan has a relatively large force.

"These people are not low-level, and they didn't deliberately hide them. They seem to want to kill them on a large scale." Wei An said, "I said that if a large organization raises such a strong force, something will happen sooner or later. , but it has been unable to manage it, it involves too many interests, and private soldiers can provide resources for too many shady things—”

Wei An casually stuck the gun in his back and looked down at the corpse.

"This group of people is not big enough to shake the central army, so in the end they are just playing games," he said. Conventional criminal organizations can't do things at all, and the impact on our grasp of the real information of the terminal is disastrous.

"Let these people do it, and in many cases you can't even find a decent list of victims, and there is no way to investigate the case."

He looked at the corpses in disgust, as if looking at some garbage piled up in his clean room, with pure coldness and disgust in his eyes.

After Wei An finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the direction where those people dragged the corpse.

He walked in this direction without any hesitation, as if it was the way it should be.

Gui Ling didn't say anything, of course he had nothing to say.

When leaving that area, the hotel seems to be back to normal, the carpets are thick and soft, and the decor exudes elegance and taste.

Wei An then complained a few words about private soldiers. This is a tradition in the ancient country. Back then, big families all had special bloodlines like superpowers, which was the right to support soldiers bestowed by God.The Federation had been strict with this matter for a while in the early years, but now the old system is starting to revive. The higher authorities say that it can’t be controlled or that it doesn’t matter, but it’s better to say that they don’t want to, because too much money is involved, and so on.

"You don't need to tell me this." Gui Ling said.

"I still need to talk about it," Wei An said. "Friends should exchange more information."

"If you want to communicate, I heard a gun battle ahead." Gui Ling said, "But it's okay, I can help you clear the scene on a large scale. It doesn't matter how big it is."

Wei An's face turned cold, and he turned to look ahead.

He heard gunshots.

The soundproofing of the hotel is very good, you can't really hear it, but it must be a gunshot, coming from the direction of the main hall of "Forest Dogs".

Wei An walked over, Gui Ling silently followed behind him.