Nightmare Attack

Chapter 622 Lin Yuan
"Are you okay?" A voice sounded from Jiang Cheng's side, with a faint fragrance, Lin Wan'er looked at him and asked.

Strange to say, after hearing Lin Wan'er's voice, the messy things in Jiang Cheng's mind seemed to be contained in an instant, and even the tingling in his head subsided a lot.

While rubbing his nose, he said in a relieved voice, "It's much better."

"Don't think too much, the matter will always be resolved." Lin Wan'er's tone was convincing, "Go to rest early, there are still things to be busy at dawn."

Because of Zhao Xingguo's death, they are safe for a short time.

They opened another room on the opposite side of this room. Although the area was small, it had a good view, and they had to guard against being targeted by people hired by the Feng family with a lot of money.

Lin Wan'er took Fatty Jiangcheng to the new room.

Huai Yi originally wanted to go with him, but firstly, Lin Wan'er didn't mean to take him with him at all, and secondly, she had just quarreled with Fu Fu, and now she was in a hurry to leave, so it seemed that he was afraid of her.

Thinking of this, Huai Yi, who had already stood up, sat back stiffly.

Although Fu Fu looked strange, but there were more than the two of them here.

Pi Ruan was also there, and if he really wanted to do something, he still had a helper.

Thinking of this, Huai Yi gained a lot of confidence, "Brother Pi Ruan." Huai Yi generously patted the seat next to him, took the opportunity to squint at Fu Fu, and deliberately said loudly: "Come on, let's sit together!"

"Okay, okay." Pi Ruan grabbed his clothes, then walked to Huai Yi and sat down, the two of them stared at Fu Fu together.

But after a while, Huai Yi rubbed his arms and suddenly felt a little cold, "Why do you feel even more insecure?" He swallowed, and suddenly such a strange thought popped into his mind.

It seemed that it was not Fu Fu who was isolated, but him.

The atmosphere in the other room was relatively better. This room was considered very clean. There were two simple wooden beds covered with two clean quilts.

"You can't relax your vigilance today." Jiang Cheng said in a deep voice, "Feng's residence is very strange, and I suspect there is something wrong with the portrait."

"The most important thing is that the straw man who killed Zhao Xingguo is gone."

After listening to Jiang Cheng's words, the fat man swallowed nervously, his small eyes kept looking around, "Doctor, you don't mean to say that the straw man came back with you, do you?"

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng shook his head, "I don't know, my head is in a mess now, and there are still many clues that I can't figure out."

"But one thing is certain, Cripple Liu is related to ghosts." Jiang Cheng recalled: "When we were leaving, we heard strange footsteps near the mourning hall. It was Cripple Liu."

"But the situation at that time was very strange. We could only hear his footsteps, but we couldn't determine his position. We didn't dare to chase too deep, so we withdrew first."

Everyone was not surprised by this result. There were too many doubts about Liu Zizi, and all the information gathered pointed to this weird guy.

Among the three, Lin Wan'er was always the one who acted the most relaxed, it had nothing to do with the situation, those who knew her would know that this woman had always looked lazy.

Fatty Jiangcheng is used to it.

Lin Wan'er stroked her chin, and said: "Luo He said some of his opinions before he was taken away. The ghost's method of killing is to confuse people and drag people into dreams. He speculates that fainting caused by external force may prevent being dragged into the dream by ghosts." dream."

As if a conditioned reflex, the words of external force could not help but make the back of Fatty's neck shudder, and he immediately looked at Lin Wan'er with a panicked expression.

And what's even more strange is that his neck tilted to one side unknowingly, and he couldn't even break it back.

Jiang Cheng seemed much calmer. He pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, "You can give it a try, and the ghost just killed a person, so it's relatively safe now."

"But we have to leave one person to watch the night." At the same time, he emphasized that after all, the danger now does not all come from ghosts.

Lin Wan'er nodded, "I will keep watch."

In the next second, under the gaze of the fat man who hadn't reacted, Jiang Cheng's figure flickered, and he fell down, just lying on the bed.

Lin Wan'er withdrew her hand and looked at the shivering fatty beside her.

"Boss Lin Lin, please wait a moment." The fat man said in a hurry with rejection written all over his face, "I have something to say."

Lin Wan'er stroked the broken hair at her temples, and then took off the hairpin. The long black hair spread out like ink. She bit the hairpin, and quickly coiled the long hair behind her head with both hands, and tied it neatly. .

After doing all this, when she raised her head again, her demeanor instantly changed from charming to fierce, and there was no trace of emotion in her long, autumnal eyes.

The fat man stared at the woman in front of him, feeling a little strange for a moment.

Even. Dangerous.

Then, before he could speak, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the fat man fell to the ground with a "plop", losing consciousness.

He casually dragged the fainted fat man to the bed, and after leaving him behind, Lin Wan'er turned around and walked to Jiang Cheng's bedside, just like that, looking down at him.

The candlelight was like beans, dancing non-stop in the dimly lit room, reflecting Lin Wan'er's profile flickering.

If it weren't for the fat man, there would be a man and a woman, and the scene would even be a bit charming.

Stretching out her hand, Lin Wan'er slowly unbuttoned her windbreaker, and took out a small thing from the position next to her chest, which was shaped like an earphone and had a metallic luster on it.

Hanging the device on her ear casually, Lin Wan'er touched it with her hand, and a small red light lit up on it, and after a while, it turned blue again.

That lazy state disappeared, and now Lin Wan'er looked like a cold-blooded killer, her cold temperament spread, and actually lowered the candlelight a bit.

There was a "hissing" sound from the earphones, and Lin Wan'er stared at Jiang Cheng's face with her eyes closed, and said, "Start recording."

"Operation code name: Abyss."

"Goal: Enter the memory and find the lost gate of the abyss."

"Number of executions: 77th."

"Executor: Lin Yuan, the person in charge of the Night Watchman Abyss Project."

"Special attention: Recently, the target's memory has shown signs of recovery. After exploring, seal up the memory in time and strengthen the memory lock."

"And adjust the interval between each exploration from a full month to 3 weeks."

"Special Note 2: It has been confirmed that Crimson No. 3 Luohe, No. 4 Wei Jinting, and No. 8 Fu Fu sneaked into this mission at the same time."

"Besides, there will be other Crimson members near Greystone Town."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Wan'er stretched out her left hand, covering Jiang Cheng's forehead, a strange halo gushed out, like an icy blue river, flowing into Jiang Cheng's head.

"That's it for now." Lin Wan'er closed her eyes, "The recording is over."

In the next second, Lin Wan'er's figure appeared in the long river, her windbreaker fluttering, and the plain cheongsam exposed echoed the river water, as if she had stepped into history.

(End of this chapter)