Lie Huo Jiao Chou

After Xuan Ji heard it, he felt a little familiar, and immediately realized that he had found this post on the plane, and just glanced at it, and received a lot of scolding from "crazy" and "net caregivers" on behalf of the host, before he had time After swiping out the follow-up, I can't find it.

Ping Qianru was born with a soft voice, fearing that he might not be able to hear, she tried her best to push forward against the unbearable coldness, while reading the post roughly once.

Then she said: "Later, the host replied once, but it was deleted as soon as it was put up. It probably said that she herself is a failed mother and would steal his things while her child was in school. During this time, her son's There have always been a few strange symbols in the diary. At first they were just doodles with a ballpoint pen. She didn’t take it seriously when she saw it, but recently, those symbols became more and more dense. Yesterday, it was actually drawn with blood, and the book was full. It was frightening to watch. The child's behavior became more and more strange, and she even took pictures of those pictures... I... hiss..."

Ping Qianru tasted the smell of blood, and at the same time it was itchy under her nose. She stretched out her hand to touch it, only to realize that there were two lines of nosebleeds at some point, and the cold moisture scratched the mucous membranes of her mouth and nose, and she really couldn't move. Yes, with a hard push, the laptop slid along the smooth floor to the door, where it stopped right there, with the screen facing the room.

Before Xuan Ji could look back, Sheng Lingyuan had already made a sound.

He "read" the sacrificial oration softly, as if sighing, and then sighed: "Ah, this is interesting."

"What?" Ping Qianru didn't understand what he was saying, but as soon as the sound passed her ears, she trembled instinctively like a small animal that had encountered a natural enemy, "He, he, he, did he make a sound?" Are you chatting or cursing me?"

"Tell Lao Xiao," Xuan Ji forcefully opened her teeth, "the devil said it said 'help'."

After hearing this report, Xiao Zheng was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly realized what Xuan Ji meant, and his hairs stood on end: "Find this boy, let the local branch office bring him back immediately, no matter what method is used! Quick! "

The process of sacrificing "living animals" is definitely not as simple as carrying a kitchen knife and chopping people around.In daily life, "unexpected death" is definitely not a high probability event, but if it is expanded to a nationwide scale, the "abnormal death toll" is still a very considerable number.

As "living animals", it is impossible to be so "ordinary". Their death methods must be more complicated and cruel, which increases the difficulty of operation.

And it is impossible for the murderer behind the scenes to commit crimes in one place, because after all, this is not a small number. In a short period of time, the number of accidental disappearances and deaths in the same area has increased sharply, which will definitely attract the attention of various local security departments.

For the time being, if "thousand people" living sacrifices are not an approximate number, simply count as "one thousand people". If these people are sacrificed within a lunar phase cycle, more than 30 people will be killed a day on average, and slaughterhouses may not have this efficiency.

What's more, you have to show off your tricks.

So how is this done?

Or, the murderer behind the scenes is a huge organization with sufficient financial resources and manpower - this possibility is very small, as Xuan Ji said, people with money, ability, and social status will have many ways to solve problems, Who would do such a shitty thing when they're full?

Or... the "living animal" that was sacrificed didn't seem to be dead, nor did it disappear, and it was still living in the crowd without any abnormalities.

"Archives!" Xiao Zheng roared, "Focus on the cases related to 'parasitic'!"

Outside the family lounge of the hospital, Ping Qianru wiped her nosebleeds and asked in a low voice, "Director Xuan, what does 'help' mean? What did Director Xiao understand?"

"The one who wrote the 'sacrifice'..." Xuan Ji jumped out word by word, never saying such a long story in his life, "it's a 'sacrifice'."

If the boy wasn't some thousand-year-old ghost who could silently write ancient sorcerer's rituals with his bare hands, why was he able to draw such symbols?

Only he has become a "sacrifice".

Calling for help shows that he knows his situation, but the strange thing is that while he draws a shocking message for help in his notebook, he lives step by step every day, and even "corrects evil and returns to the right", turning from a troubled boy into a good boy .

So the question is, who is this "good boy"... or what is it?

At 35:[-], the Alien Control Bureau finally locked down the identity and location of the person who posted the post. He was a boy in the second year of junior high school. He lived in a single-parent family and lived with his controlling mother. He should be at home at this time.

The headquarters immediately notified the local branch, and the field staff mobilized.

"Director Xiao, we have consulted all the files related to 'parasitism' from the archives. There are [-] dangerous species with the ability to parasitize, most of which are mutated plants, but these plants usually do not have the ability to think. The host will be sucked dry soon, and the host will die before looking for the next target. The only parasite that fits your description is a butterfly..."

"I found it!" Ping Qianru took out another tablet from nowhere, trembling, while showing off her powerful search ability, and quickly turned the archives of the General Administration upside down, "It's a butterfly , the scientific name is 'Mirror Flower Water Moon Butterfly', it said that its larvae are only the size of sesame seeds, if eaten by mistake, they will enter the human body, mature within 24 hours, and then control the human nervous system through a special secretion .”

"At this time, if the fMRI scan of the brain of the infected person is performed, the activity of the amygdala [note] will be significantly enhanced, and other evidence also shows that the brain of the infected person still has its own consciousness, but the nerve impulses produced can no longer Conducted to the relevant effector organs. The flower in the mirror and the water moon butterfly does not have its own intelligence, but it has a high degree of imitation ability, and is good at using other people around the infected person as a template. After the brain death of the infected person, the butterfly completely replaces the brain of the infected person, and can Survive and reproduce in this capacity for a long time, even without being noticed by the people around for decades—then...isn't this equivalent to watching your body being controlled by other things?"

Xuan Ji didn't say a word, he needed to do his best to maintain those chains.

The sacrificial rite is about to be completed, only one person is missing. The caster only needs to randomly scatter refined butterfly larvae among the crowd—the most creepy thing about this is the 99 people who have already been sacrificed.

They are parasitized by butterflies, and their own consciousness is forced to watch in pain. What is more desperate than this kind of powerless and slow death is that no one around even notices it.

People do the same things as yesterday, repeat what they said yesterday, and melt into schools, companies, and society. Those friends who get along day and night talk to a butterfly with an evil heart through their skins. Words come and go.

It turns out that a person can disappear so painlessly, so the so-called person has a "soul", isn't it a big joke?

Out of a thousand living sacrifices, only one mother felt something strange—and she was still a pervert who was full of control over her son!

ten o'clock—

More than a dozen low-key black off-road vehicles surrounded an ordinary residential building without anyone noticing, and the well-trained field staff came out in a single file, divided into several groups and went upstairs.

The anxious mother was desperately looking for the contact information of some so-called "masters" on the Internet, and the shopping cart was full of things with the words "consecration" and "exorcism".Her creepy son is in his bedroom, the door is not closed tightly, and his back can be seen from the living room—he is plugging in his earphones, playing with his mobile phone while doing homework, no different from a "normal" teenager.

But she just had that indescribable feeling.

At this time, the doorbell rang, and she recovered with trembling hands, "Who is it?"

"Look at your water meter. The property management company notified you yesterday."

"Oh... it's coming, I didn't see the notice, and someone torn it up again." The woman muttered, got up and opened the door, and was frightened by the field staff in black uniforms at the door, she subconsciously slammed the door On the morning, a field worker quickly pinned the door frame and made a "shh" gesture at her. The woman covered her throat in horror and found that she could not make a sound.

The field workers sneaked into the room like cats, and their feet were silent. However, the "boy" wearing earphones in the room seemed to have ears behind his back. He jumped up and ran without looking back.

"The target is going to jump out of the window!"

The woman opened her mouth wide and let out a silent scream—this is the eighth floor!

Suddenly, the "boy" jumped out of the window, and something flashed behind him—like a pair of huge butterfly wings, flying towards the night sky.

The next moment, a whirlwind suddenly swept over out of nowhere, covering the big "butterfly" on its head. Immediately afterwards, the three field workers in ambush on the roof jumped down, pulled out a large net from the air, and wrapped him tightly. in the middle!

a quarter past ten—

"Report, we have controlled the target! After inspection, it is confirmed that it is infected by the flower in the mirror and the moon butterfly. Please give instructions to the General Administration for the next step!"

"Director Xiao, I found the records in the archives of the General Administration. It seems that a jar of Butterfly Eggs has been lost in our warehouse, but we haven't found it yet."

"All the relevant personnel in the archives are quarantined for me. This matter has been reviewed one by one! Why didn't you report the loss of this dangerous item!" Xiao Zheng squeezed out a sentence from his teeth coldly, barely suppressing his anger, "accept the scene Aftermath Section."

"Leader! Director Xiao contacted and asked if you know the solution to the flower in the mirror, the moon in the water?"

"Mirror Flower, Water Moon Butterfly, are you talking about 'human-faced butterfly'?" Sheng Lingyuan imitated Ping Qianru's tone, repeated the word in Mandarin, and then smiled as if gloating, "This is not good, human-faced butterfly It's not easy."

Xuan Ji: "Cryogenic surgery."

"Use nonsense!" Xiao Zheng said in a deep voice, "Cryogenic surgery must first inactivate the butterfly, otherwise, once this ghost thing feels that there is an external force intruding, it will die with the host. This process will take at least 24 hours. Where can I go for you?" Steal 24 hours?"

"But it's not impossible," Sheng Lingyuan opened his mouth at this time, as if a little blood was floating in the corners of his eyes and lips because the sacrificial oration was about to be completed, "The last sacrificial offering must die in the middle of the night." Come on, if you die at the wrong time, the curse caster will be in trouble. Since the sacrifice has already fallen into your hands, you should solve it in advance, you can't save people, can't you kill people?"

Xiao Zheng: "What did he say?"

"There are also 48 hours," Xuan Ji raised her eyelids, her beautiful phoenix eyes were foggy with water vapor, but there still seemed to be fire in her pupils, "the devil said, as long as you catch Shi Shi before the 'Between Midnight' Curse people."

"Director Xiao! The boy who was parasitized by the butterfly started painting the sacrificial text [-] days ago. One day earlier should be the time of infection. That day he was in black and white in the Internet cafe for a whole day. We got the monitoring records of the Internet cafe and found this person!"

"Bring it to me!"

On the blurry screenshot of the video, a mustache with a cigarette was photographed.

"Director Xiao, this is the 'donkey friend' who was just rescued from the Chiyuan Grand Canyon, that's the team leader."

Ping Qianru covered her mouth: "Sister Bi! Sister Bi is with them!"

Sheng Lingyuan turned his head to glance at the thick fog outside the window, and suddenly said, "There is still a moment."

Xuan Ji was shocked——

Wait, the concept of the turn of midnight is twelve o'clock in the night, which is influenced by the modern Western calendar. In ancient times, Zishi started at eleven o'clock!

The author has something to say: Note: fMRI, functional magnetic resonance imaging, amygdala are considered to be related to negative emotions and fear