Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

"I couldn't get through to Mr. Zhang on the phone."

On the eastern edge of Yanjing, in the science and technology park on the edge of Tongzhou, Du Tingfeng turned off his phone.

As it turns out, the signal here is very good, so the other party's sudden loss of service seems particularly unusual.

Everyone's expression was extremely solemn. Du Tingfeng's hands were clenched so tightly that they left marks. All the clues pointed to the fact that Mr. Zhang Cheng's abnormality was related to Du Muyu!

At this moment, he was filled with intense self-reproach.

Zhang Cheng was just an ordinary person, a kind-hearted ordinary person, yet he was dragged into such a bizarre event!

In the end, it all started because of him.

“Let’s find that dead-end road first,” Du Tingfeng said decisively. “We can talk about my sister’s matter later after we find Zhang Cheng. In any case, we can’t involve innocent people.”

Fei'er nodded, a shadow falling over her face.

In just two days, all their previous impressions of Du Muyu were completely changed. Now, it's hard to say whether Du Muyu is even her.

Phil only knows one thing.

That is, if Du Muyu still retains her original personality, even if any changes occur in her, she will only hide away by herself and will never let others get hurt.

This no longer matches the facts at hand.

They had arrived at Zhang Cheng's company. Looking up, across the main road, there was a similar office building.

This is the suburbs. Behind the office building across the street is a large wasteland, and the "dead-end road" that Zhang Cheng mentioned may be there.

The water on the ground was already quite deep, reaching above the ankles, and dense raindrops fell into the puddles, creating ripples.

They waded through the water to cross the road.

Just then, in Chen Ji's mind, the pen suddenly made a "hmm?" sound.

Then it said:

[There is a Netherworld]

Whose?

[It feels very familiar]

“The Netherworld…” Chen Ji’s expression hardened slightly, as he had already anticipated this.

Zhang Cheng's sudden disappearance is so similar to the situation when he was taken to the "mental hospital"!

But what he couldn't understand was, who was the master of the Netherworld?

"It looks familiar. You mean it was activated by Sister Yu?"

Not that kind of familiarity.

The strange creature that opened the Netherworld has some connection to me.

[It might also be just a pen]

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to sense it.

But regardless of who opened the Netherworld...

The pen yawned. [He's not far from death.]

"why?"

This Netherworld has gone out of control.

The one who initiates this will suffer a backlash.

[With luck, maybe I can leave with a complete corpse?]

[If that Zhang Cheng you're talking about were to end up here... tsk tsk.]

Just a heads-up, if the Netherworld goes out of control, anyone who enters a certain range of the monsters will be pulled away.

These words made Chen Ji's heart sink.

This is not a domain, but the real world. Although it is a suburb, there are many companies here, and the population density is definitely not small!

"If I go in and find that strange creature, will I be able to break free from the Netherworld?" Chen Ji asked immediately.

He remembered the "Asylum," and the key to escape was the "Mask of Chaos."

【uh-huh】

[Assuming you can find it]

I used to often think, "If you ever lose control, where should I hide?"

[Later I finally discovered a place no one could find, haha, do you want to know?]

"Don't think about it yet."

Chen Ji politely declined and then turned to tell Du Tingfeng and the others about the matter.

"The problem now is that we don't know who the master of this Netherworld is."

Chen Ji analyzed, "Assuming it's Sister Yu, but she's never even entered the domain, so how could she have opened up the Netherworld?"

"And the pen also said that this Netherworld is out of control."

The group gathered under the umbrella, Du Tingfeng frowning: "You mean my sister was also pulled in? How could it be such a coincidence that she just happened to appear near a strange creature that has opened a Netherworld?"

The odds are even lower than for anyone other than Du Tingfeng to win the lottery.

After all, those who enter the realm are already rare!

Those who can open the Netherworld are extremely rare.

“But this is Yanjing,” Liu Zi reminded him. “Isn’t the company right here?”

Xu Sandao once mentioned that, in order to facilitate management, the company required all employees to live in Yanjing.

This resulted in the number of visitors to Yanjing being significantly higher than anywhere else.

"But those who opened the Netherworld should be considered upper class, so what are they doing in this nook and cranny?"

No one can explain this.

Without saying another word, the group walked around the office building and saw a dead-end road in the middle of the wasteland a few hundred meters away.

The end was blocked by sheet metal with the words "Under Construction" written on it, and there was a small shed next to it.

The dead-end road was deserted.

Only a black umbrella remained, bearing Zhang Cheng's company logo, lying on the ground.

In front of the umbrella, a pure black car, like a huge coffin, stood abruptly across the middle of the road.

The engine did not shut off.

The car headlights pierced through the rain and fog.

"It's a Cullinan."

Du Tingfeng and Liu Zi spoke almost simultaneously.

The fact that this top-of-the-line luxury car, worth over 700 million yuan, was parked on such a desolate road already speaks volumes.

In addition, there's the Netherworld.

"It's highly likely someone from the company. And a board member at that."

"But the question is, how many directors were actually in the car...?"

Chen Ji frowned deeply.

First, they prepared for the worst. After discussing it, they decided to leave Liu Zi and Fei Er outside the dead-end road to keep watch.

Chen Ji and Du Tingfeng walked forward cautiously.

The two walked very slowly.

"This time when I came to Yantai, I felt that everything was too coincidental."

As he stepped over the umbrella, Du Tingfeng suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Yanjing is so big, yet my sister happened to wander near the Netherworld."

"And coincidentally, Zhang Cheng witnessed it both times..."

There was a hint of nervousness in his voice: "Is this really a coincidence?"

Chen remained silent and did not answer.

He had the same doubts in his heart.

This whole thing was set up like a trap, but if it really was a trap, why target Du Muyu?

Moreover, Du Muyu's abnormal condition has existed since childhood.

This setup is a bit too long.

"coincide....."

Chen Ji was very familiar with this word.

he himself.

Du Tingfeng.

The strange creatures they rely on are, in more or less, all related to this word...

The difference is that Du Tingfeng creates a series of 'coincidences' that are useful to him.

As for Chen Ji himself, it can no longer be called a coincidence, but rather more like fate going with the flow, turning all the forced changes into a reasonable one.

While pondering, Du Tingfeng suddenly clicked his tongue:

"The curtains inside the car were drawn."

They can't see anything from their position.

The two tentatively walked forward, but in the next second, Chen Ji suddenly felt a tightness around his neck, as if an invisible shackle was forcing him to turn around!

Du Tingfeng, who was standing to the side, did the same!

The two were dragged forcefully along the original path and "driven" to the dead end!

Liu Zi was stunned.

Before he could even ask, Du Tingfeng looked up and abruptly said:

"We'll go check the situation now. Liu Zi, you and Fei'er stay here and keep watch."

Instantly, Liu Zi felt a chill run down his spine!

Fei'er, on the other hand, moved with lightning speed, subduing one person with each hand and preventing Chen Ji and Du Tingfeng from continuing forward.

"I said that three minutes ago."

"Not a single word has changed."

After a pause, Fei'er said, "You've forgotten that you just went through this road, haven't you?"

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