I'm the mayor of a simulated ghost city

God damn the living and the dead!

Lu Yao looked at the message and felt like his brain was exploding.

Lu Yao opened her phone and flipped to the photo album. She saved the picture she had seen online on her phone. Then she looked at it carefully. Except for the one with his back to the camera and whose face could not be seen, all the other 16 people in the photo were staring at the photo frame gloomily.

This reminded her of Qin Yunlan's posthumous photo. The more she looked at her eyes, the more they looked exactly the same.

"No, no." Lu Yao shook his head. "We can't have preconceived ideas and judge these people as dead based on this person's information unless we have definite evidence."

Unfortunately, she had no idea where to find evidence. The Guangming Power Plant was too old. Twenty-five years had passed since the establishment of the West Branch and its relocation, not to mention the time it took to build the Guangming Power Plant, which must have been more than thirty years.

The problem is that it is a bit late now, and there is nothing to find on the Internet about non-important places older than 30 years. You have to go to the second basement floor of the city library to find some old records.

So, after much thought, Lu Yao decided to judge the situation from the person who replied to the letter.

She quickly asked a series of questions: [Can you tell me your name? What do you do now? Where are you? Why do you say they are the dead? What injustice have you suffered?]

Throwing the phone aside, Lu Yao quickly got up from the bed, tied her hair into a ponytail, and changed into a new set of clothes. The one she wore last night had been thrown into the trash can after all, it had been soaked in corpse water.

But before throwing the clothes, she said to the air just in case: "Sister Lan, I am definitely not throwing the clothes away because I dislike you, it's just because I don't like this dress anymore!"

Well, it’s better not to say anything.

Lu Yao had a lot of clothes in her closet. She picked out a black T-shirt, a black leather jacket, black leggings, and black boots, and looked in the mirror: "Why do I feel like a thief?"

However, black has always been the standard for night clothes. After all, if there is danger, she can hide in the dark and no one can see her... Of course, the premise is that the "danger" is a human.

After putting on her equipment, Lu Yao found another backpack. This time her equipment was more complete, including a watch flashlight, a hand-crank flashlight, two power banks, a climbing rope, a telescope, a lighter, and a Swiss Army knife. After thinking about it, Lu Yao went into the kitchen and took out an extremely long machete.

Lu Yao stuffed the machete into his bag with all his strength, but he still felt a little uneasy. "My baton was taken away last night, and the machete is too conspicuous and hard to pack. It looks like I have to find a new weapon tomorrow. What weapon can cripple someone without killing him?"

Thinking of this, Lu Yao nodded. He didn't expect that she was such a kind person. She would never kill anyone no matter how dangerous the situation was!

"Oh, by the way, should I prepare something else to ward off evil spirits?" After all, there is a chance that there will be ghosts involved in the ghost town mission.

[Ding dong. 】

The WeChat notification sounded, and Lu Yao temporarily gave up the idea of ​​going to the aunt next door to ask for some garlic. He opened his phone and saw the other party replied. The message was terrifying: [I am at Guangming Power Plant. ]

[Are you talking about now? ]

【Yes. 】

Are you kidding me? Guangming Power Plant has been abandoned for many years and is overgrown with weeds. You told me that you were in Guangming Power Plant, but why didn't you say that you were buried in Guangming Power Plant? !

Lu Yao thought for a moment and sent another message: [What are you doing there? ]

【I am within the rules.】

Okay! Let’s start with the weird rules.

Lu Yao asked: [Excuse me, how old are you? ]

【21. 】

You told me you were alive! Everyone in that photo was young, probably in their twenties, but now they are all middle-aged or even elderly uncles with big bellies and bald heads.

[When did you enter Guangming Power Plant? ]

Lu Yao wanted to ask more, but she didn't expect that after she sent the message, the other party had already indicated that they were no longer friends.

"Are you blocking me? So quickly!" Lu Yao was a little caught off guard. If someone had such a messy conversation with her on a normal day, she would have blocked that person first. However, according to the system rules, any strange conversation is not strange.

With all kinds of speculations in mind, Lu Yao went out.

Her cool little motorcycle was still at the water plant, so Lu Yao had no choice but to take a taxi there.

As soon as she got on the bus, Lu Yao realized something was wrong. Of course, it was not because there was any danger in the bus, but because of herself. She could actually smell the scent of the previous person in the bus. Judging from the smell, the previous passenger had been in the bus for thirty minutes. And judging from the slight body odor secreted from his body that remained in the car, he should be a man in his forties or fifties, sitting on the right side of the seat.

"!!!" After coming to this conclusion, Lu Yao was shocked and hurriedly sniffed the taxi driver.

The taxi driver ate stinky tofu three hours ago!

Looking at Lu Yao standing outside the car door, she was stunned for a while, and the taxi driver urged: "Beauty, do you want to go?"

"Let's go." Lu Yao got into the car with her nose raised high, so that the taxi driver who looked back at him felt that she seemed to be looking down on others. What a joke!

Still not used to his nose, Lu Yao asked uncertainly: "Master, do you know which stinky tofu shop has the best taste?"

"The Tianji stinky tofu at No. 218, Bawan Lane, Xifu Street is pretty good. I just ate it at noon today. Why, beautiful girl, do you want to eat stinky tofu?" When the old driver heard Lu Yao asking about food in a casual chat, he didn't care about her just looking down on him and became enthusiastic.

Lu Yao smiled and said, "We can try it some other time. You are familiar with the route, so please take me to the nearest funeral shop first."

This is totally irrelevant. The good stinky tofu will lose its flavor when it comes to funerals.

The driver suddenly lost interest and started the car and drove towards the nearby streets.

After entering the funeral shop, Lu Yao didn't understand anything about this stuff, so he bought some gold ingots, paper figurines, and incense and candles and stuffed them into his bag.

She thought, regardless of whether these things can ward off evil spirits, the place she was going to tonight had been abandoned for a long time, and there was no village or shop nearby. She couldn't tell if there was really something there. It would not be a bad thing to buy some and burn them. Besides, she could burn some of the remaining ones for Qin Yunlan. She didn't know if Sister Lan had any family members to pay tribute to her.

Carrying a backpack, Lu Yao hailed another taxi and headed towards his destination.

At this time, it was already half past five.

As soon as he got in the car, Lu Yao told the driver the name of the place: "Master, Guangming Power Plant?"

"Where?" The driver looked quite young, with a receding hairline, and seemed to have no impression of the place name Lu Yao mentioned.

That made sense, so Lu Yao gave him another similar place name: "County Road 444 to the back of Xishan Mountain."

"So far?" The driver frowned slightly through the rearview mirror, hesitated for a while, and didn't want to go. "Little girl, why don't you change a car? I'm about to hand over my shift."

Lu Yao looked at the map navigation in his hand and said, "It's not far. It will take about half an hour. Uncle, your shift is not until 7 o'clock in winter time. It should be 8 o'clock in summer time now."

Lu Yao could see that the driver was reluctant, but it was not easy to get a taxi at this time as it was meal time. She also didn't want to go into the mountains until dark, so she had to get familiar with the surrounding environment before daybreak.

Hearing this, the driver sighed: "Oh, that place is not safe. You said it would take me half an hour to get you there, and it would take me half an hour to get back. What if I run into a bad guy?"

"Then just beat him." Lu Yao's thoughts were very straightforward, and the driver paused for a moment, as if wondering if his words made sense.

However, regardless of what he thought, Lu Yao found a point that concerned her: "Uncle, you said that part was not peaceful, why was it not peaceful?"

“People often kill people and bury bodies in that place.” The driver said this in a very serious tone, but maybe because he became interested in chatting, he just started the car and drove towards Xishan.

"Someone killed someone and buried the body? Who told you that? I've never seen any reports of this in the newspaper."

The driver smiled and looked at Lu Yao's young, energetic and pretty face through the rearview mirror with contempt: "Tsk, how old are you? Fifty years ago, that place was the vegetable market where criminals were executed! It was too unlucky, so few people dared to go there. Gradually, fewer people came. Many murderers went there. Anyway, it was remote and no one knew about it. I had a master who was robbed there. The car was there but the man was not. He was probably buried."

"Is it so scary?" Lu Yao heard this. He didn't say how scared he was, but... still... he felt a chill in his heart.

I missed a watermelon knife...