I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

The notebook reads:

While Yang Meng and I were investigating Jingcun, the entire team of demon hunters from Xinghuo City was dispatched. We decided to eliminate "her" at No. 4 Fulin Lane while she was still at a weak energy level of 10,000.

After that battle, the Demon Hunting Team was wiped out.

Zhou Liang wrote down his feelings:

If we could return to Xinghuo City earlier, or if Wang Bo had not left behind his last words, the tragedy might have been avoided.

Unfortunately, there is no if. Wang Bo has already sacrificed his life. We cannot blame him. We can only blame the weird and immeasurable things.

The Spark Demon Hunting Team obtained this information at the cost of almost all of their lives: the ominous house at No. 4 Fulin Lane can accommodate a maximum of 10,000 people.

In other words, the magnitude measured by Wang Bo was correct, but in fact, something strange had already happened, and the actual magnitude was far more than 10,000.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Although my teammates failed, their spirit will live on forever and Spark City will surely survive.

……

Act 6: Contact Shui Ling’s friend Jiang Hui.

Audio 1——

"I'm Yang Meng from the Demon Hunting Team. Regarding Shui Ling, she might have... can you tell us a little bit about her?"

"Her life or death has nothing to do with me. I don't want to talk about it."

The call was hung up.

The second time he called, Zhou Liang said bluntly, "You might be in danger."

"Okay, what do you want to ask?" The voice on the other end of the phone was slightly indifferent.

"Could you first tell me about how you became friends?"

"Friend? When I was anorexic and couldn't eat, I gave her some boxed lunches. That's all. I don't consider her a friend."

"What happened later? For example, she helped you fend off some scoundrels."

"This can only be considered a favor. I returned the food to her, and we're even now."

"Has she contacted you after moving to the city?" Zhou Liang continued to ask.

"Yes, he said he wanted to come and see me, but I didn't agree."

"Why? Are you afraid that she'll eat and drink for free?"

"No, she's not that kind of person, but I don't want to recall Jingcun's past."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone. "There's also a saying in the village that a shooting star fell when she was born. Some people say she's a jinx and will bring death to those around her."

She continued, "Ever since her mother died, I haven't wanted to associate with her. Then her husband died, too, and then there were those chickens she raised."

……

Act 7: At the Demon Hunters' funeral, Ms. Liu called.

Audio 1——

"Come and save me... Zizi, I'm shopping at Hope, Zizi, Zizi... on the second floor of the plaza..."

"Ms. Liu, where are you on the second floor?"

"Restroom, on the second floor of the plaza. I just heard a strange noise next door. It's happening again. The sound... click, click..."

"Ms. Liu, Ms. Liu..."

"what--"

The screams stopped abruptly, but the call was not disconnected. Instead, a more and more deafening sound came from the phone: "Ka-ka-ka-ka..."

The notebook reads: Yang Meng pressed the hang-up button but was unable to hang up. Four days later, I never saw this only remaining teammate of mine again.

Audio 2——

"Captain Zhou, zizizizi...Captain Zhou..." The phone was filled with the sound of interfered electricity.

"Yang Meng, where are you? I'll come find you right away..."

"It's useless, ka ka..." Yang Meng's voice continued, "Captain Zhou, you will be the only one left in the Demon Hunting Team from now on. I'm sorry, I'm sure you will be very lonely in the future, but I'm really sorry that I can't continue to fight with you, zi zi -"

"Yang Meng, Yang Meng, you stay alive..."

The notebook reads: That day, I cried for a long time, and walked towards No. 4 Fulin Lane in despair. I didn’t see anyone at the second-floor window. I remembered my mission and ultimately did not push open the door in front of me.

……

Essays from the end of April, 40th year of the Weird Chronicle:

I have been very busy recently, busy rebuilding the Demon Hunting Team. Due to the shortage of manpower, I had to transfer several interns who were still in training to join the official team.

Only when they are busy can they temporarily forget the pain of their teammates' deaths, but once they calm down, the operations room is filled with their faces.

What makes me even more sad is that another young member died. While trying to stop people from moving into the house at No. 4 Fulin Lane, he was seen by Him from the second-floor window.