Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

"Yes! Hall, you don't even know this, do you?"

Hall shook his head, looking puzzled: "I'm just curious where you heard it from."

"Of course it's this." Someone took out a book, which was the "Late Night Ghost Stories" that Jiang Zhi was reading in the newspaper today.

"Let me see it." Hall beckoned at the man, and when the man handed the book to him, he lowered his head and began to read it.

When he saw the contents of the book, Hall's face changed several times, and finally became uglier and uglier. He held the book tightly in his hands, and threw it to the ground in anger before he finished reading it. His face was grim, and he roared, "Who wrote this? Does anyone know this author?"

He glanced at the name on the cover, it was an unfamiliar pen name.

Everyone was shocked by Hall's sudden anger. In their impression, although Hall did not look like an easy person to approach, he had a good temper and had never had a quarrel with anyone. But now he was so angry because of a book.

The owner of the book was displeased when he saw his book thrown on the ground, but he still asked Hall: "What's wrong with you? It's just a book, why are you so angry?"

"Sorry." Hall rubbed his brows, then slowly calmed down and explained vaguely: "The content of this book is a bit strange."

"How can a strange story not be strange? This book has only been out for a short time. The story in the book is very interesting. It became popular within a few days of its release."

There was anger in Hall's eyes, so intense that it seemed about to explode.

Xie Fei noticed every micro-expression of his. It seemed that there were some problems with both this book and Hall.

Perhaps his gaze was too obvious and straightforward. Hall suddenly looked at him and asked in a deep voice, "Sir, why are you looking at me? Is there something wrong?"

Xie Fei, who was discovered, was not nervous or guilty at all. Instead, he said calmly, "Yes, we are looking for some books that have not been returned."

"Book?" Hall was too sensitive to this word, and there was a bit more vigilance and scrutiny in his eyes when he looked at them.

Xie Fei simply explained: "Books borrowed from the library."

Hall frowned and said, "I have never been to any library, nor have I borrowed any books."

"Have you ever picked it up?" Xie Fei asked.

They could all feel the violent reaction of the badge when Hall approached, and he must have a book on him.

Hall subconsciously touched his waist bag, and this reaction also exposed him.

Xie Fei smiled: "It seems that there is."

"What's the title of the book you're looking for?"

This made Xie Fei ask, he shrugged and said: "There are too many books, I can't remember the name, you can take out the book and you will know if it is it."

Hall rested his hands on his waist. His waist bag was only the size of a palm, and it seemed that the books inside were not big either. He was alert and vigilant, and it seemed that he did not believe them and did not intend to take out the book to show them.

Xie Fei crossed his legs, and with a hint of strength, he said frivolously: "Do you think there is something wrong with that book?"

Hall's pupils shrank sharply.

It seems that he guessed right.

Zhou Xing pinched Xie Fei's fingers, sometimes hard and sometimes light. He looked up indifferently, his eyes were so deep and dark that people dared not look directly at him. "Your change came from that book."

"Who are you?" Hall was completely overwhelmed by this sentence and couldn't help but yell, "How did you know this book?"

Xie Fei said helplessly: "Jiang Jiang, Chen Xuan, give him the book to read."

The two books from before were in their hands.

Chen Xuan and Jiang Zhi nodded and took out the books obediently.

A collection of fairy tales and a book of science between life and death

Hall was puzzled: "What does this mean?"

Xie Fei: "These books and the one in your bag came from a library. One has the ability to create dreams, one can reverse life and death, and yours...if I'm not mistaken, it's something like immortality or rebirth? Or...something else?"

Hall gradually believed what they said. Although he was not sure whether Xie Fei was framing him, he did feel a similar aura in these two books to the one he owned.

But he didn't want to give the book to these people.

"It seems you have some difficulties." Xie Fei took the initiative to give him a way out.

Hall shook his head, but changed his mind after a while and nodded, "Yes, about that late night weird story."

"Is there something wrong with the book?" Chen Xuan asked him curiously.

Hall shook his head again, looked around, and whispered, "It's not convenient for me to say."

Xie Fei understood what he meant and took people to the room upstairs.

After the door was closed, there were only five of them in the room. Hall then spoke, "The stories in that book are all my personal experiences. It would be fine if there were one or two similarities, but the details of The Last Tram cannot be known by anyone except me."

Xie Fei felt that he had not finished yet, especially regarding the protagonist's ability to be reborn.

"Have you told anyone about this?"

Hall shook his head again. He would never tell anyone about such a strange thing until he figured it out.

Chen Xuan touched his chin and thought: "According to what you said, you didn't tell anyone else, so how did the person who wrote this book know these things? Could it be that he has been following you?"

Hall looked unhappy and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know either."

Jiang Zhi said, "This story is not over yet. If he is really following Mr. Hall, then he will definitely appear again. We can go and fish him out at night."

Hall opened his mouth and wanted to say that he could go alone, and he didn't want these people to know his secret.

Xie Fei saw through his intention and said indifferently: "You don't have to worry so much. We are not interested in your secrets. We just want to take the book back. And you know in your heart that this book is not yours."

Hall's face changed slightly, and he said reluctantly: "Okay."

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Night fell quickly and they waited outside until the last tram arrived.

The stop near the hotel was the last one, so they went to the first few stops in advance and heard the ding-dong sound of the tram getting closer and closer.

The tram stopped in front of them, the door creaked open, and five people got on the bus one after another.

Seeing Hall's familiarity with the route, Xie Fei asked, "Do you often take this bus?"

Hall nodded and said, "Ever since I heard that strange things would happen on the last tram at night, I've been coming here often. But after a few days, I found that nothing happened here, so I stopped coming."

But he also went out last night, and came back at about the same time as Xie Fei and the others came back from the alley, just around the same time.

Xie Fei casually asked: "So where did you go last night?"

Hall was stunned, then he remembered that he had seen Xie Fei and the long-haired man beside him when he came back last night, but he didn't pay much attention to them last night. Now he thinks, could it be that he was suspected last night?

"I went to an abandoned square. There was news that strange noises were often heard there at night, and the swings would move by themselves in the middle of the night."

But when I went to see it yesterday, I found that only the screws on the swing were loose, and it made a strange noise when the wind blew.

The chat was almost over and the train started moving again.

The driving speed was not fast and the car body was a bit unstable, shaking occasionally.

When it reached the next stop, the tram stopped, the doors opened, and another group of people got on.

Xie Fei looked at the four people, somewhat surprised that they were familiar faces.