Invade the World

   Chapter 230

  Cold rainy night.

  The beams of the two flashlights were spinning around in the dark forest, sprinkling elliptical light spots one after another, illuminating the trajectory of the patter of rain falling from the heart of the sky.

  The two men in raincoats were trekking **** the forest road, their boots stepped on the quagmire, splashing a muddy spot.

The fine water droplets covered on the glasses lens make the vision blurry, and the cold airflow can still easily penetrate through the thick rain-proof fabric, and it may even make people wonder whether it is rainwater or the heat spit out from the mouth. It's on the white steam.

  The young man walking behind looked at the steady pace of the man in front, and couldn't help feeling deeply.

  The other party is two generations older than yourself. If you are in another occupation, it is the age to retire, I did not expect it to be so energetic.

   "Little Liu."

When    was thinking about it, the other party suddenly stopped.

   "Hey, what's the matter, Captain Zhou?"

  He responded quickly.

  "Where did the patrol point go from?"

   "It's here."

"Ok."

  Captain Zhou-Zhou Xingjian nodded and replied.

   "Go harder, you will be able to descend the mountain soon."

"Row."

   Xiao Liu took his steps, quickly followed the steps of the man in front, and said with a smile.

   "Actually, I am fine. This was originally my job, but Captain Zhou, you have been working hard, and you have to patrol in other jurisdictions..."

  "We came here with a mission. The comrades in various departments of Shanyin City are helping us. I can't be idle."

   Zhou Xingjian paused, and the beam of the flashlight swayed randomly everywhere.

   "I heard that a murderer who killed his whole family ran up the mountain?"

   "...Yes, it happened a week ago." Xiao Liu replied, "There are sentries under the mountain, and we have the team members to patrol the mountain regularly, all for him."

   "Didn't catch it?"

"not yet."

  Xiao Liu shook his head.

"Because there is no way to organize a large-scale mountain search. It is one thing to avoid the disclosure of the news. On the one hand, we must pay attention to safety. The other party is a dangerous murderer. If this person goes crazy and hurts the search and rescue personnel, it will not be good. But the most important thing is..."

   "Because of his psychic ability, right?"

   "Yes, I heard that it is a type of shielding perception. It is very rare, so it is difficult to catch."

  Zhou Xingjian walked for a while, and he seemed to find traces of people passing by in the wet mud, and he couldn't help frowning.

   "Why are there still people on this mountain?"

   "It's not the same mountain, he's on the other end. The hill top sealed by the sentry is in that direction, we haven't reached it yet."

  Little Liu pointed a direction.

  "Here are tourist attractions and villages."

   "This... is still dangerous? Isn't it that this murderer is good at absconding?"

   "Then there is no way. You can't ask everyone who lives nearby to move out. People don't want to. We can only rely on us to patrol the settlements."

  Speaking of which, the young psychic couldn't help sighing.

   "Oh, Captain Zhou, how long do you say we have to hide it."

   "It's not you and I have the final say."

   Zhou Xingjian paused, his voice slightly lowered.

  "...Alright. There is no precedent in the world. We just can't be the first crab."

   "Well, I think the team of psychics and psychics is getting bigger and bigger, and the number of haunted houses in each city is also increasing. Sooner or later it will be put on the table—"

   "Okay, let's end this topic."

   Seeing Captain Zhou’s expression became serious, Xiao Liu did not go on wittyly.

   "Look at the front, there is a temple, let's go there to rest..."

   Before he finished speaking, he shut up, his eyes became solemn.

   "Do you feel it? It's in that position, Teacher Zhou."

  Zhou Xingjian raised his head and quietly looked at the late-night temple on the top of the mountain, standing in the midst of the wind and rain. It seemed that a little dim yellow light was drifting from that direction.

   "...more than one."

   "Let’s go and see."

  He replied as he stepped forward.

   Xiao Liu took out the walkie-talkie, spoke a few words to the opposite side of the radio wave, and immediately followed.

  *

   "Hey, guess who these people are?"

  Lin Xingjie leaned against her boyfriend and asked in a low voice:

   "You won't be really hit by me, right?"

  Xu Xiangyang did not answer, but while slowly chewing the pieces of meat in his mouth, while silently observing the group of uninvited guests who suddenly broke in.

  The practical use of the term "uninvited guest" is strange, because this is a temple that has been abandoned for some time. It is a land of no owner, and everyone has the right to shelter from wind and rain.

  But these guys in black trench coats really know at a glance that they are different from ordinary tourists, and they exude an atmosphere of "dangerous elements" all over.

   "A group of psychics came to this kind of deep mountain temple. No matter how you look at it, it can't be a coincidence. It's impossible to say that they came out to travel?"

The squad leader’s voice was very soft, so light that it could be suppressed by the crackling sound of a bonfire, and could be blown away by the night wind blowing over the beams.

  The communication of young people has been maintained at this volume, not because of fear, but because they hope to have enough time to observe this group of people.

  After entering the ancient temple, the people wearing windbreakers gathered together without saying a word and sat in a certain corner.

  They all remained silent, just like a group of soldiers who were given the "can't speak" order, no one said a word.

  This group of people also chose to collect materials on the spot, set up a bonfire in a decent way, and hang up the wet clothes.

  Fortunately, the temple is quite spacious, and there is a large open space between the young people, so Xu Xiangyang can observe them wantonly without worrying about being noticed.

   "... there are five people in total."

  Xu Xiangyang used his teeth to shave off the last bit of meat on the bones, and threw it aside, his eyes swept across the faces of this group of people.

  Three men and two women, the elders are in their 50s and 60s, and the youngest are only in their 20s. There is another person who does not know the specific age. He is the only foreigner in this group:

  His hair is slender and curly, he is short in stature, has a flat nose, broad lips, dark skin, and features South Asian features in his facial features.

  This person looks very old, but he has no beard and wrinkles. He has never opened his eyes since he appeared on the stage. I don’t know if he is blind.

  Wearing a yellow sports shirt on his body, he walked on a rainy night in the mountains, his whole body became dirty, and because he always closed his eyes, he needed other companions to help him walk.

   "I felt the breath of two evil spirits, which means that there are at least two psychics in this group. As you can imagine, the rest are not psychics but psychics..."

  The performance of this group of people did not know whether they should be said to be cautious or bold, even in this relatively safe situation, they did not take the evil spirits back.

  Fortunately, compared to them, Xu Xiangyang has not shown his horse's feet yet, so this group of people did not pay attention to this side. At most, someone was attracted by the looks of the two girls and took a few more glances.

  "I think, this group of people will not come up the mountain by accident, but it should be a coincidence that they will come to this temple."

  Xu Xiangyang finally made a judgment.

   "If they were here for this temple, for example, they wanted to dig out things here, or meet someone, they would definitely not be so leisurely now."

"Ok."

  Zhu Qingyue nodded slightly, agreeing.

   "If you are really prepared, you should choose to drive away ‘ordinary people’ like us and Aunt Guo."

  But they seem to be just preparing to camp and rest here. From this point of view, they are no different from them.

   "So, do you think you haven't seen this group of people?"

   Lin Xingjie’s expression was slightly regretful.

  He thought, this girl's personality really has a side for fear that the world will not be chaotic.

   "Then what do you want to do?"

   Xu Xiangyang vomited.

   "Go to the door and say that you are also a psychic, and want to communicate with them friendly? People will only think that you are a smasher. If it is some secret operation, maybe you will kill people."

   "They dare."

   Lin Xingjie snorted softly, and raised her neck proudly.

  However, after all, she still did not come forward to talk.

  A few minutes later, the man in the blue workman’s suit returned to the temple under the drenching vapor.

  He glanced at the windbreakers in the corner, with a slightly surprised expression, and then the man walked in the direction of Xu Xiangyang and the others.

  The reporter was going to be late, and ran back panting like a chicken, with a black beast in his hand.

   "Hey, can you find so many?"

  Xu Xiangyang looked at the man holding three pheasants and ducks in his hands, and he was surprised.

Let alone the difficulty of unarmed hunting without tools and weapons, Lin Xingjie and Zhu Qingyue both hunted with super powers, but they only took one back after wandering around outside, indicating that the real problem is not catching. It is how to find wild animals hiding in the downpour.

  "I have been in the mountains for a while and have hunting experience."

  Brother Li smiled honestly.

  Wei reporter leaned in and asked carefully:

"they are…?"

   "I don't know." Xu Xiangyang shook his head, "Should be the same as us, all here to hide from the rain. Don't worry about others, I will grill us."

"right."

  Wei reporter nodded repeatedly.

  After a while, there were two more bonfires on the ground, and wild birds that had been stripped stood on them, and the aroma in the temple quickly became rich.

  When the meat was almost cooked, Brother Li suddenly made an unexpected behavior: He turned his head and greeted the group of people.

   "Friends, do you want to try it?"

  Xu Xiangyang’s hands about to cut the meat stopped all of a sudden, and the people in the windbreaker looked back with surprised eyes.

  One of them seemed to be the leading man—not only was his head bald, but there was a scar on his face, giving a vicious impression—exchanging glances with his companions.

  "...If you want. My friend and I came here on a long trip and I was really hungry."

  Only the enamel cups are heating on their fire. Scar Man stood up and took out a few banknotes from his pocket.

   "I will give money."

   "It's okay." Brother Li grinned, his simple smile made it easy to let go of his guard, "Come and eat."

  Brother Li enthusiastically divided the two roast chickens over, and the rigid and indifferent atmosphere gradually eased.

  They started chatting at a distance. The two adults occasionally asked a few words out of curiosity, such as "Where are you from?" "Are you tourists?" "What are you doing here?".

  Of course, the other party does not always answer questions. Scarface and his companions are of that taciturn type at first sight, but sometimes they still answer questions.

  After a few minutes, footsteps sounded again at the entrance of the temple.

   "Here is someone again, this night is really lively."

  The reporter raised his head curiously, but from the corner of his eye he noticed that the scarred man's expression became very serious, and his eyes fixedly stared at the door.

   "Hey, I didn't expect a crowd of people in such a small ruined temple."

  The visitors were two policemen, one young and the other old, and they walked into the temple after dusting their police caps at the door.

   "This person seems familiar."

   Lin Xingjie said suddenly.

  "Have you forgotten? We had a relationship in the hospital."

  Xu Xiangyang reminded that his eyes were always on the old policeman.

   "Ah, I was with Sister Lian at that time in the hospital..."

  The girl suddenly realized.

  "Is barbecue? Do we have a share?"

  The younger one took the initiative to greet them.

   "It's all right, sit down and eat together."

  Guardian reporters naturally stretched out his hand to greet him enthusiastically.

  The policeman was also not polite to them, so he squatted down and tore a piece of meat into his mouth with his hand, and asked vaguely.

   "My name is Liu, and I patrol nearby. Are you all tourists?"

"Ok."

   "...There are students. What about your parents?"

   "We came out with the group."

   "Your family's hearts are quite big."

  "The travel agency has always sent people with us."

  Xu Xiangyang pointed to the direction where Aunt Guo was resting.

  He didn't know if the aunt had noticed that a large group of people came in, because she was a bit far away from the crowd, behind the Buddha statue, and she had fallen asleep early.

   Police Officer Liu's eyes swept across their faces one by one, he licked his greasy fingers and his voice was low.

  "Then have you met any strange people or something strange tonight?"

  Xu Xiangyang and his friends looked at each other, he replied as a representative:

  "The only people we saw along the way were the people who are staying in the temple now. Is there a problem?"

   "I'm just reminding. You have to be careful, because there is an absconding prisoner on the hill nearby and has not been caught."

   "I seem to have heard others talk about it." Reporter Wei interrupted next to him, "Is it the one who killed his wife and both of them..."

   "Yes, yes, it's him."

   Officer Liu sighed.

   "In addition, San'in City is very restless recently. Maybe there are bad guys coming from other places, even from overseas..."

  At this moment, Scar Man stood up suddenly. He did not speak, but his sharp eyes fell straight to this side.

  The atmosphere in the temple suddenly became serious.

  Police officer Liu randomly wiped the oil stains from his hands on his clothes, stood up slowly, and said loudly:

   "Do you have any ID cards with you? Please cooperate with your work..."

  Almost at this moment, Scar Man let out a low anger.

   "The note is for us! Do it!"

  Several companions behind him jumped up at the same time.

  As if he had anticipated it, Police Officer Liu quickly turned his head to the group of people, fishing with one hand, as if he was about to draw his gun.

  But the first person to do this was not him, let alone those men in trench coats, but the man in blue overalls sitting next to Xu Xiangyang—

  Big Brother Li’s face was twisted and sinister, his honest smile had long since disappeared without a trace, his forehead burst with blue veins, he drew a shiny machete from his arms, and slashed it in the direction of Officer Liu!

  (End of this chapter)