Abyssal Kingdom

The property clerk introduced himself enthusiastically, saying his name was Guan Xingle — a stage name that sounded like a housekeeper — and had been working in the building since it was built.

He welcomes federal officers to stay. In the future, if the lights are broken, the toilet is blocked, or you need some private services, you can find him.

"It probably started half a month ago..." Guan Xingle said, looking at the living room behind Wei An, "Why don't we go in and talk slowly?"

"Just tell me at the door." Wei An said.

"I understand your dissatisfaction with working overtime during your vacation," said the steward, "but listen to my reminder, Captain Xu, if you can solve this case in a low-key manner, this will also be your opportunity.

"The people living in the 'Heaven Floor' are all people with status. I don't want the army to conduct a large-scale investigation and affect everyone's... life. If you or your colleagues can handle it quietly, the benefits must be indispensable—— "

Wei An heard the implication of illegal events in his words, and he thought to himself, just right, I absolutely don't want the army to come in for a large-scale investigation.

"Well," Wei An said, "tell about the case."

"This case should be just a 'homecoming' incident," said the butler. "You know, there have been a lot of misfortunes in the past few years. Terrorists have captured a large number of people into the 'gate of hell'... sorry, it is the experimental area "Hell's Gate" was the old name. After the federal army took over, they sent a large number of survivors back to their hometowns, making the situation a bit complicated..."

After a brief introduction, Wei An understood the meaning of "returning home".

During the rule of the rebels, the people in this large area, from the poor to the well-off, were not spared, and batch after batch were reduced to the experimental area.

The only requirement that force has for living people is to use them for cruel and crazy experiments.

Among the survivors, apart from some lucky ones, there are also quite a few helpers from the fanatic forces.When the situation develops to this point, many people will do terrible things, because of malice, fanaticism or lack of choice, human nature should not be tested in this way.

De Xinming's army dealt with some of them, but those who were in high positions and were too perverted, and more people were sent home to continue to live the lives of ordinary people.

When these survivors began to return home, except for those who survived normally, probably because the federal army shut down certain equipment, another kind of "person" also came back.

Many strange things happened to Yingtian during this period. According to the folk saying, the ones who came back were "ghosts".

These people were cursed in the "gates of hell" and turned into evil spirits-apparently the result of some terrible experiments, you just don't know what technology can do to the human body now-lost their human form, between reality and Between the nether world, full of resentment.

These surviving experimental subjects are in a terrifying and frenzied physical state, completely looking like "evil spirits", returning to the place where they lived before in the night...

The old land has experienced too much betrayal, injury and violence. Everyone can tell a few horrible and bloody stories about human nature, and too many messy pasts have not yet been settled.

And "Returning Home" is a large-scale ghost story that everyone in this area has to experience.

"The first time it happened was around eleven o'clock in the night on March [-]th, in the owner's event hall on the first floor," said the butler.

"Mr. Li... One of our owners was chatting with someone in the small room of the bar. At that time, he first made noises from his mobile phone, some noises like crying and screaming, which lasted for about 3 minutes, and then suddenly the power went out.

"The energy supply in the city has been abnormal, and they didn't think much about it. They planned to change to another place to continue drinking. But when they walked to the lobby, they saw a black figure standing there—you saw the lobby on the first floor, which is nearly five floors high. Mi, it just stood like this, with its head reaching to the ceiling... It looked like a human being, but it was very tall, with a long neck, and its mouth was so wide open that Mr. Li was scared to pee—cough, screamed—"

Wei An thought, what the fuck, horror movies!

"This thing is in the building. We have at least fifteen sightings. It is very powerful. It can cause a regional power outage and affect all electronic products." The housekeeper said, "It sometimes crawls in the corridor, and there are several Entered the room for the first time, once an owner woke up in the middle of the night and found it lying in front of the bed, and had a heart attack on the spot..."

"Small things, things." Wei An said.

Guan Xingle ignored his words and continued to tell a lot of haunting details. The time and place were very clear, and he also sent Wei An an electronic document with the headline "Investigation and Witnessing Records of the "Returning Home" Incident on the Heaven Floor" , which is densely packed with forms, it should be an accountant.

"You can watch it slowly, but don't take too long." Guan Xingle said, thumping his legs, "Do you have hot water in your house? Our building provides all kinds of brewable tea suitable for young men. I can— "

"Just stand at the door and talk." Wei An said without raising his head.

He knew it was childish, but he just didn't want others to enter the house.

The other party kept smiling as much as possible, expressing his understanding of his unhappiness when working overtime.

"In short, several of our families were so scared that they moved out. Several owners formed an investigation team and bought night view cameras, recorders, and first-class destruction trash cans." The housekeeper continued, "Everyone just hopes It is possible to have a comfortable place to live, but the spread of "returning home" is becoming more and more evil, which will not only affect housing prices, but may also be noticed by the military.

"Of course, we hope to have official help, but it's best to keep a low profile, and not to make a big fanfare like some places, and investigate too carefully.

"Who knows what happened to those who entered the 'Gate of Hell', anyway, they are all monsters, they need to be cleaned up. At that time, many things that everyone did could not be helped. They died miserably, but now ordinary There's no reason for human life to suffer because of these long dead—"

"They're still alive," Wei An said.

"You understand." The butler shrugged.

"I see the words 'Please have mercy on insects' are written on your lawn," Gui Ling said.

The housekeeper turned to look at him, and he came out halfway through the case, dressed at home, standing behind Wei An.

Since this matter must be taken care of, there is really no need for him to hide, but at this time Wei An is still very upset that he was seen by this bastard.

"What are you looking at?" Wei An said coldly, "My colleague, let's take a vacation together."

"Ah, let me say that the captain should not be assigned a house here," said the butler, with a rather arrogant tone, "but the two can understand together."

Still looking at Guiling, he said: "Federation officers are very popular now, and there are some property owners with good financial conditions in our community, why don't you come later to meet everyone, we have a special party—"

"He won't go." Wei An said, "Continue to talk about the case, what's the situation with the 'first-level destruction trash can'?"

Guan Xingle was taken aback.

This is a detail he mentioned by accident just now, he said: "Ah, it is the 'first-level destruction trash bin', this thing is not easy to handle now..."

"Your building is haunted, why do you need a first-class destruction trash can?"

"Well, Captain Xu should understand that there are always some things in life that need to be cleaned up..."

"Do you know the meaning of 'first-level destruction trash bin'? This thing can clean up a room full of corpses within three hours. What is your community doing?"

The other party looked at him with some uncertainty, and seemed a little shocked by the efficacy of this thing.The first-level destruction-type trash can is not common, and it is usually used by large confidential organizations. He may have confused it with the general household destruction-type trash can, thinking that it is more powerful.

Wei An said, "Who bought it?"

"It's Mrs. Li's house. There was bloody fingerprints in her house once, so I want a trash can to clean up some debris..."

"I want to talk to her."

"She shouldn't be here at this time, but there will be a small party in our building at three o'clock in the afternoon, and she will go. Come and chat with everyone, the afternoon tea food is very good."

"Send me the location." Wei An said.

The housekeeper turned to look at Gui Ling, and said, "I also know a few studios in the entertainment industry, which are much better than those in the army—"

Wei An slammed the door shut.

"It's annoying." Wei An said.

"It's okay, the case doesn't look big." Gui Ling said, patted his arm, "I'll go wash the fruit, let's go to the party later to see."

Wei An's anger seemed to be soothed by his touch, which didn't make sense, he should still be very angry.

Gui Ling walked to the kitchen, Wei An followed, watching the man wash the fruit very casually.

He already knew a lot of his distant living habits buried by the Ministry of Science, "Mr. Lu", basically can't do housework, is good at driving, occasionally plays games, and likes to eat fruits and sweet and sour pork ribs.

Wei An looked at it for a while, then walked over to clean up the washed fruits, drained the water, and sliced ​​the fruits to eat.

While cutting, he took a slice of apple and ate it. It tasted good, and he had a good eye for ingredients.

He also took a slice and handed it to Gui Ling, saying, "Try it."

The opponent naturally came to his hand and ate it.

"It's delicious," Gui Ling said, "What kind of apple is this?"

Wei An said a name, it was a new variety of apple, he felt his hands trembling a little, the man approached very naturally, without any defense.

Guiling finished washing the fruit—the washing level was not very good—wiping his hands, took another piece and ate it, then took it to the living room and started eating seriously.

"The Ministry of Science doesn't care about food." Gui Ling said, "There is no fruit."

"You are with me," Wei An said, "I will buy for you every day."

"If possible, I definitely don't want to go back to the Science Department," Gui Ling smiled, "It's okay if you don't have any fruit."

Wei An didn't know what to say for a while, something very soft appeared in his heart, but it was also sore and tingling. He wasn't sure what it was, and just looked at the people around him.

He felt that he had to protect him and make sure there was always fruit.

Although these thoughts are illogical, and now he has too many unfamiliar feelings, confusing, no personal benefit, disaster, but he likes it very much.

He wanted to stay at home with him all the time, just hang out when he had nothing to do, and he didn't want to go out to investigate the case at all.

Thinking of going out later, Wei An felt wronged to death.

"I don't want to work overtime." He said, "Why are they all super power users, and they are still on the run, so they still have to work overtime!"

"I don't want to either," Gui Ling said, "but after asking about the case, shall we go for a walk in the small park?"

Wei An was stunned for a moment. When he was chatting with Gui Ling while cooking, he said that he heard that there was a small park nearby with a nice view and many wild ducks.

Gui Ling said, "I want to go outside for a walk."

"Is your health alright?" Wei An said.

"It's slowly recovering, and the good time will always be good. It doesn't matter if you go to the park more or less." Gui Ling said, "I haven't been to the park since I came out."

Wei An suddenly felt that he had a lot of energy and began to look forward to the next thing.

"Okay," Wayne said, "we can make a snowman. I haven't made one yet."

Gui Ling laughed again, and said, "I haven't built a snowman for many years."