After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

There is almost no one in the mid-summer, there is almost no one in the street.

In the critical window of the street, the tea shop, the lady of the clerk is sitting in front of the counter.

"Pearl Bagawa Cake Milk Tea, thank you."

"Ah!" Miss, the lady who slept, was a radiant, and quickly looked up, habitually slamming: "Ok, I am ..."

Her voice is a hand.

The sun is hot, and the float is floating in the air. The ground seems to be ignorant.

The youth is unable to stop standing in the sun, as if you can't feel the hot summer sun, he is slightly squinting, bowing down to the window.

His skin is very white, the body is long, the color and color of the eye are equally light, which is a near-transparent amber, and there is no trace of over white, and there is no slum of sweat in the forehead and the tip of the tip. .

Seeing that the other party has not responded for a long time, Ya Jia is politely caught:

"Hello there?"

Miss the clerk fiercely returned to God, she hurriedly he nodded: "Oh! Mong!"

She is proficient in picking up the paper cup on the side, asking:

"Is it necessary to be warm or add ice?"

"It's hot." Yafga took two banknotes and placed on the windowsill.

... Drink hot milk tea in such hot weather?

Moreover, all this year, there is still a young person who doesn't pay for mobile phones.

The lady of the clerk is in his heart, starting backing away.

five minutes later.

Ye Jia's hot milk tea, not slowly walk to the building of the building.

Two men standing below the shadow below the building, low, don't know what to get.

Zhao Dong looked up, looked at Leya stood on the side, his line of sight fell on the milk tea of ​​Ye Jia's hand, pick up the laugh:

"These sweet things are not too tired?"

"You don't understand." Yafga shrugged, and replied by the look: "I am calling the business model of the tea shop in advance."

The Cheng Ce standing on the side looked up and looked at the two people who chatted in front of him: "... What?"

Zhao Dong "Haha" smiled: "I don't know, our Ye Master dreams to open a tea shop after retirement, so from now on, I have been planning to make it in the future."

Cheng Cheng: "..."

Wait, he looks more than twenty years old.

He didn't hold back and asked: "But isn't it still at least 40 years?"

Ye Jiazhi replied: "The government does not raise idlers. If we wait, I will definitely cut off first."

He slowly drunk the milk tea again: "I am calling it in the rain."

Zhao Dong: "..."

Cheng Cheng: "..."

So, why do someone put it in the government agency?

Ya Jia took the topic back:

"How do you measure?"

"Not too smooth." Cheng Cheng's low-spirited, as if the instrument as the probe, wrinkled, "I almost collected almost no useful data."

Zhao Dong wrinkled:

"This index is too low. It seems that we have to go in."

Ye Jia's eyes sloppy, watching the two people in front of the two people on the instrument, and I took a cup of hot tea in a cup.

The mellow fresh milk and refreshing tea are blend together, but the problem is not big.

By this month, Leyga was in the Supernatural Phenomena Administration for two years.

Super Natural Administration, as the name suggests, is to manage all supernatural phenomena government secret sector.

Most of this sector is a little fascinating, occasionally make some strange sounds and phenomena, and the powerful scent and resentment only occasionally occasionally, and the chance to meet is almost comparable to the lottery ticket.

The Authority is responsible for resolving these supernatural flexible phenomena in public discovery, and explains here afterwards, to prevent ordinary people from discovering that there is still such a wavy in their daily life. The world, the United States, the United States, the United States, the protection of civilians - but Leyga is reserved for this.

In the Super Natural Administration, there is a west, but it is basically concentrated at the headquarters.

And the logistics department of Ya Jiao, basically all ordinary people, responsible for playing, doing written work, or occasionally one or two fields, sweeping the battle scene, and collecting data.

- In short, it is socialitis.

"So big hot sky, it is really a back." Zhao Dong wiped the sweat on the forehead, and there were some sluggish: "I hope there is air conditioner."

He turned his eyes and standed in the god of Ye Jia, and sighed and sighed: "If I am not afraid of heat like you."

Ye Jia is lazy to help him.

He once again played a yawn, drinking milk tea, throwing into the garbage bucket:

"Speed ​​speed speed."

The paper cup and the trash can have the air-free bottom impact and make a dull sound.

The noise of the news played by the electrical store next to the building, which is far away and blurred in the hot air of the sun, and does not carefully listen to almost no way to distinguish the contents of the host:

"... Recently, many singular missing events in the city ... the police are investigating ..."

Three people walked to the building in the equipment box.

The building is overcast.

Compared to the outdoor burns to almost a little glare ray, there are many in the building, but they are also hot.

The air is filled with an old building-specific milder smell, which is almost a bit of breathing.

Zhao Dong wiped his face and his anger was rushing.

No air conditioning.

Cheng Cheng's concentration is reluctantly gazing the detector in his hand - it is the product developed by the Authority, used to detect and collect abnormal energy, but at this moment, the lines on the display are always movable, from outside the building to the building, there is no change in the building Half.

He shook his head and gave up tried: "Let's go, go upstairs."

The elevator here is clear that the narrow space is covered with rust marks and stains in the space, and the layer is full of small advertisements, along with the rise and swaying, and the steel stripes make a sense of surprising, it seems It will fall at any time.

Watching the number of layers gradually, Ye Jia asked:

"What is the scene we go this time?"

Cheng Cheng is shocked: "No Ye Ge, didn't you see a task file before?"

Ya Jia slowly replied: "Too long."

Cheng Cheng: "..."

Although he has been aware of the mixed days of his colleagues, it has been known, but ... this is not exempted.

He sighed, and credited to simply summarize the task for the other party.

A young girl is divorced after entering the building, and the monitor camera at the door is only recorded to her, then no longer goes out, until one week, the residents smell the odor alarm, people are 404 In the room, she found her body. The skin on her body has been tied to stripping, and the belly and abdomen is swollen, but the strange thing is that she is lying in the bed in the bed, there is no struggle and binding traces.

Cheng Cheng's grasp of hair:

"Because the city has recently happened very similar to the missing case, it is very important to pay attention to it. They have specially sent them to check, they have seen the murder case, but they did not find anything wrong, so they directly gave the girl. The body did it. "

Said to be super, in fact, it is more like a killing. This kind of soul is very easy to develop into a more terrible soul, so it will tend to start with a strong, killing hidden dangers in the cradle.

"Then this time is it?" Ya Jia swept the detector in his hand in his hand.

"Collect the residual energy." Cheng Cheng's answer: "Take back to see if there is any value to analyze."

At this moment, only listen to the sound of "".

With a tremble, the elevator stopped, the elevator door card, but still slowly turned to both sides.

The door of 404 is closed, the yellow isolation belt on the door of the door is not removed, even if the door is separated, it is still able to smell the pungent smell.

Cheng Cheng feels some nausea.

He has strong and strong: "Go, let's go."

Most furniture and obstacles in 404 were cleaned up, and the ground painted the human outline of a flat lay, and the stink of the rottenness was thicker.

Ye Jiazi pulled his eyepiece, nothing to lean on the wall, watching the two busy.

Zhao Dong wear gloves, opened the notebook carried with you, and started to write paintings above, and Cheng Ce was scanned in the room in the room. Exploring even a little slight fluctuation.

It is also quite blamed.

Undead often has some energy residues after being exceeded, the more residual energy, the more residual energy, which is reasonable, this young girl is dead, here is it to be so clean.

When Cheng Cheng moved to the door, a single fluctuation was detected on the instrument dial.

Very thin, but the line is clearly jumped.

He is happy in his heart, walking in the direction of energy fluctuations, exploring the best angle to collect more fluctuations.

Unconsciously, Cheng Cheng left the room.

He looked at the instrument in his hand, walked in the darkness of the corridor.

Suddenly, Cheng Cheng's fierce accounted.

He looked up, but he accidentally found himself standing at the door of the elevator.

Cheng Ce has a circle to a circle.

Not right ... He clearly remembers the opposite direction of the elevator, how can it be ...?

A dead in the corridor.

The glare sun outside the building seems to be unable to penetrate the fog, the dark and narrow space is illuminated with the headed light bulb. If you hidden.

Cheng Cheng did not hit itself.

Wait, why is this cold?

The stuffy fever feeling in the hall downstairs seems to be the last century.

Obviously there is no wind, but he seems to have an extremely cold breath erosion of the texture. It is quickly soaked into the bones, and a thrilling feelings climbed from the depths of the spine, so that he is innocent.

And too quiet.

Cheng Cheng's panic is turned to the back, but the door of 404 is closed, completely can't see the two people of the peers.

Suddenly, there is no omen, and the detectors in his hands began to "drip".

The harsh mechanical sound echoed in an empty and cold stairwell, Cheng Cheng was scared, bowing down to look at the instrument in his hand, I saw the above fold line suddenly rose, and the sharp soaring index trembled, as if it is anxious Warning.

Next second, he suddenly sounded behind him.

"Ding".

In the case of no one button, the elevator door is slow and silent.

Countless dark doors explore from the elevator, every small hand is cold, like a cold ice, tightly sticking to the skin of Cheng Ce, sucking his body's temperature.

"."

One is one again, and he is entangled in a dense Malaysia.

The teeth of Cheng Cecheng were trembled, and the breath of the spit was condensed into white fog in the air, and the wet was sticky in the nose.

He is horrifying and widened, but the screams of the screams seem to be embedded in his throat, which can only issue "giggling" quasi-throat.

Immediately, Cheng Cheng's sound sounded in the ear, and the maliciousness of the poison, whispered in detail:

"It's so hungry, so hungry ... Hey."

The scene in front of me is like a nightmare that can't be climbed.

In the extreme horror, the two eyes of Cheng Cao turned and fainted.

More small blacks explored from the elevator, pulling the Cheng Ce, in the dark, just at this time, only listening to a lazy voice came from the distance, suddenly breaking the silence:

"Hey."

The skin is white to almost transparent youth eyelashes, and half-shaped brightening is like a glass of glazed. He stands in the near outside, saying that it is not very unclear:

"This is my colleague, can't."

"Good fragrance ..." The small black hand drone, he muttered: "He is so fragrant."

"Originally prepared to stay to the last eaten."

"But he found it."

"That's it is eaten now!"

Next second, countless black press-of-electric hand rushed from the elevator, and hit the walls and floors to stand in not far away!

"It's hungry and hungry!"

That voice is getting more and more harmonious, like nails scratch on the glass:

"I want to eat, I want to eat well ..."

Unexpectedly, youth does not flash.

The small black has clinted his thin and white wrist, and he was happy to take the break -

Then, a sharp tragic from that black hand: "No! No! What is this! What is this!"

There is a life in the living, and the dead is yin.

The yin is condensed, the accumulation of grievances, it will become shed.

- In front of this young living in the youth, it is a darkness of Sensen.

The darkness is dark, cold and evil.

He calmly lowered his eyes, there is no extra expression on his face. The whole person is like a virtual shadow, standing far away from this world, looking at the ghost in front of him.

Nearly overwhelming power rolls over his human body, silently exposing sharp horrible claws.