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The two talked one after another, and then talked about Morales' mission this time.

With the death of the painter, the alliance of mysterious organizations fell apart.

But there are still some remaining forces that are stubbornly resisting.

Morales was tasked with leading a task force to quell the rebellion.

"There are only about [-] people in that small site. All of them are dead. The bodies have been transported back to the headquarters and will be buried in the cemetery tomorrow."

Speaking of this incident, Morales felt a little depressed.

Colleagues who used to joke together are gone, and no one feels good.

Zhang Jue came out to hang out, but Morales was on a mission. He hurriedly finished his meal, then said goodbye to Zhang Jue, and rushed to the headquarters to report back.

Zhang Jue was left alone, but the conversation with Morales inspired him.

He immediately found his motorcycle and rushed to another location.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Jue rode a motorcycle and ran for dozens of kilometers to the cemetery of the Administration of Anomalous Creatures.

The cemetery has been built since the time the Authority established its headquarters here and has been expanded every year.

Recently, many colleagues have been buried here.

Including Lingwuyi who just passed away.

In the dim night, the staff on duty at the gate was dozing off, when the sudden sound of footsteps startled him.

"Who?!"

"I."

Zhang Jue's voice came, and the staff member shone a flashlight on him, and after a while he recognized him and bowed to say hello.

It can only be said that Zhang Jue is known to everyone in the administration.

His face is his passport to go anywhere he wants.

"Consultant Zhang, you came here so late because you want to—"

"I'll just take a look." Zhang Jue waved his hand at him, "Go and do your work, don't fall asleep."

The staff member immediately put his legs together and saluted: "Yes!"

This is not the first time Zhang Jue has come here.

106 (Terror 11 old man) once asked him to send a bouquet of flowers to Dr. Anna Lang.

He also got to know Karina because of this, and got the pocket version of the Scranton Reality Anchor.

This time, he did not stop in front of Anna Lang's tombstone, but went straight to the newly expanded area.

All those who died in this incident are buried here.

Zero Wuyi is also here.

He searched row by row, and found Ling Wuyi's tombstone in the corner of the third row.

As the person with the most power in the Administration, Ling Wuyi's tombstone is no different from other people's, and they are all ordinary.

If there is any difference, there is a huge tree behind her tombstone.

A photo of Ling Wuyi was pasted on the tombstone. In the photo, she was holding the little girl with her arms around her, with a gentle expression on her face, but she didn't smile.

Below the photo is her name.

Sabra (Saber Lina).

Below that, is a handwritten epitaph.

"Shedidn't die, and she will never die." (She didn't die, and she will never die).

I don't know which Lingwu's handwriting it came from.

It coincides with Zhang Jue's thoughts at the moment.

Zhang Jue stood in front of the tombstone, staring at the epitaph for half an hour without moving.

It was almost midnight at this time, and the dim light in the distance stretched Zhang Jue's shadow for a long time.

There was silence all around.

After a while, Zhang Jue suddenly spoke.

"I don't believe you're dead, so I'm offended."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black long knife appeared in his hand.

With a bang, the huge tombstone was split into two halves.

The tombstone fell obliquely.

The reason why he came here was to dig up Ling Wuyi's tomb.

Although the headquarters has confirmed Ling Wuyi's death through scientific means.

But without seeing her dead body with his own eyes, Zhang Jue just didn't believe it.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Jue cleaned up everything on the tomb except for the coffin lying inside.

Ling Wuyi has not been cremated. If she is really dead, then what Zhang Jue will see next will be a half-rotted headless female corpse.

Standing in front of the coffin, Zhang Jue said again, "I'm offended."

Then, with two swishes, the cover of the coffin was chopped into pieces.

He took a deep breath and looked inside through the dim light.

really.

Empty.

"what!"

Ling Wuyi's body disappeared, which was a very scary thing, but Zhang Jue couldn't help laughing.

At least it proved that the direction of his guess was correct.

But exactly what happened is still uncertain.

Zhang Jue's eyes fell on the big tree behind him.

This tree is very strong. It is estimated that this cemetery has been planted when it was built here, at least a few hundred years old.

Zhang Jue put his hand on the tree trunk.

"Hello."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Zhang Jue, and I am a human being."

"..."

Yes, Zhang Jue is talking to this tree, this is the ability he got from Cain.

Since acquiring this ability, he has never used it on a formal occasion. It's not that he forgot, but that ordinary herbs have limited IQ and cannot communicate normally.

Only this kind of towering tree that has lived for many years and is almost mature has memory and intelligence.

Zhang Jue said: "Can you tell me what happened here? Why did the corpse in the tomb in front of you disappear?"

"I don't know if it is... After this tombstone was erected here... the next day, a few humans like you... removed it from it..."

Zhang Jue was a little disappointed.

At that moment just now, he thought that Ling Wuyi had been resurrected in place with his body, but it turned out that someone had moved away.

However, the opponent's technique is quite sophisticated, and it seems that he often does this kind of sneaky tricks. Even he didn't notice that this tomb had been dug up.

So here comes the question, what's the use of Lingwuyi's corpse?

Zhang Jue pinched his chin, and suddenly thought of a possibility, his eyes lit up.

He wanted to leave, but seeing the mess he had made in front of him, he took out the reality extractor and restored Lingwuyi's tomb to its original state.

He had given this reality extractor to Yang Xue before it disappeared. This time when he came to the headquarters, Yang Xue was worried about his safety and returned it to him. Unexpectedly, it would come in handy here.

After finishing all this, he left the cemetery, ready to ride a motorcycle to the next destination.

Before getting in the car, he still didn't forget to take a look at the Lingwuyi mobile phone.

The mobile phone still has no one to return his message.

He thought about it and sent another one.

"I know your secret."

Regardless of whether the other party responded or not, he put on his helmet, kicked the accelerator to the end, and left all the way.

……

There is a huge building about [-] kilometers south of the headquarters of the Administration, which is an orphanage dedicated to the Administration. Many children whose parents have lost their lives will be sent here.

The Administration will give them the best conditions to ensure their healthy growth.

Of course, the trauma of the mind can only be counseled by some psychiatrists, and then expect them to recover on their own.

Because of the recent turmoil, this place is also overcrowded.

Almost every day a new child is sent over.

The expansion is also in full swing.

But because there are too many children, most of them can only squeeze two or three children on the same bed.

But only one child is special.

Her name is Lysa.

Since her first day here, she has been assigned to a separate room.

When she first came, various adults would come to her for questioning almost every day.

Even hypnotized her.

However, it probably has no effect. In the recent period, this kind of situation has been very rare.

But she still lives in her own room, making people jealous.

She is a bit introverted, doesn't like to talk, and never plays with others. Those older children can always see her holding a teddy bear, sitting alone in a daze.

Everyone secretly called her the ugly duckling, even though she wasn't ugly.

That night, the group of aunts who took care of them told all the children a story and sent them back to sleep.

But Lysa never fell asleep. She lay on the bed, looking out at the night sky from the not-so-large window.

Suddenly, her eyes went dark, and a tall figure stood in front of the window.

If it was another child, I'm afraid they would cry out immediately.

But she didn't.

He didn't even change his posture.

Instead, he closed his eyes directly.

Her breathing was slow, as if she was really asleep.

"Okay, stop pretending." A joking voice came from above his head, and in the darkness, Zhang Jue looked at that pretty little face, "Should I call you little friend Lysa, or Master Lingwuyi? "

……

Please give me a wave of follow-up reading for the new book, thank you everyone.

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Chapter 400 The key to breaking the game

Whether Lingwuyi is dead or not has always been a question in everyone's mind.

Of course Zhang Jue was also included.