Love Taker [Quick Transmigration]

"The last time."

The world has plunged into darkness.

Ivan looked at the surrounding space, and saw that the fog that had been with him for a long time had all disappeared, but even the white world had faded, and what appeared around him was boundless darkness, and there were still ghosts in the darkness. The mural-like thing twists and turns back and forth, twisted and viscous, as if breathing.

He used to think that after everything was over, those sneaky things would approach him and engulf him, but now he was surprised to find that those things had become farther and farther away, and even disappeared completely.

Only him.

"I'm leaving this world."

Evan said.

But Halo didn't answer him.

In other words, he is the only one left in this world now.Halo, like the world around him, wiped out traces.

Hmph, because the employees are ready to resign and give them free-range treatment, the three-no company that exploits capital is really cruel enough.

Although it was so sarcasm, but for some reason, Ivan felt that Halo hadn't actually given up on him.It's just that we can't see each other again, and we must walk the next road alone.

The darkness overwhelms the sky, hiding everything that is visible. In such a world, one cannot see one's own shadow, nor can one see the way back.

Just as Ivan doesn't know how he came to this place after death, he also doesn't know what price he has to pay to get out of this place. No matter what, the only way now is to complete the task and clear the next world. I believe everything will be fine. Ending is the only way.

There is no echo around.

So be it.

I will, on my way home.

As promised, we will meet again.

"Go to the next world."

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, the night is not too dark, and the shadows of street lights flickering can be seen on the street.If you look down from a high-rise building, you can see that the whole city is hidden in the flickering light and shadow. The neon lights and night markets emit bright light, which can even be compared with the stars.

But no matter how prosperous the city is, it still cannot hide the shadows.In the end, it became brighter, darker, brighter, and the shadows became deeper.

The sky is raining.

When the man looked up, he saw that the sky had already started to rain.There is a layer of not-so-large water pool on the ground. When people's feet step on it, if they don't pay attention, water will splash together, wet the trousers, and become wet.

A gloomy night is perfect for something to happen.

"It's right ahead, Captain Huo." The companion next to him said.

He nodded, crossed the pool of water accumulated in front of the rental building, walked up the old stairs covered with small advertisements, pushed open the door that had been separated by the yellow isolation tape, and saw the horrible inside. scene.

There is blood everywhere.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, which was completely different from the common smell of animal blood such as sheep blood, pig blood, duck blood, chicken blood, etc. It had a slightly rusty smell and a fishy smell.When I walked into the room, I could feel a strong coldness mixed with thick dust, and the whole room was filled with coldness and sternness that normal people could not feel.

The smell of blood was almost overflowing.

— A homicide.

Anyone who saw this scene could almost recognize what the blood represented.

—but not just a murder case.

The blood in the room splattered in all directions.Whether it is the floor, ceiling or walls, it is full of flowing blood, because time has not passed a day, and a large amount of blood has not dried up.

According to the investigation records of the previous pioneers, there was even blood seeping from the cracks in the walls in the house.It seemed that the blood was not spattering from the victim's body during the killing, but purely the flesh and blood of the dead being squeezed out of the wall.

But the body of the deceased was undoubtedly lying in the middle of the bedroom.

It is almost impossible to recognize the shape of a human being.The corpse was firmly nailed to the bed by numerous anchors.There is only a pair of eyes that are twice as big as ordinary humans, staring at the ceiling, the blood dripping on the bloody face.

Those blood formed countless geometric shapes on the wall.

There are no fixed rules, circular cones rectangular, or even non-Euclidean figures.

On the wall above the bed, a word that seems to flow from the blood itself is depicted in blood: LOVE.

"Love," he whispered.

"I've had enough of criminals who always play tricks on killing people." The team members who came in behind him complained, "It's really like we are detectives in crime novels, and we have to use our brains to solve the case."

Since it was a work situation, he should always be serious, but he didn't point out the wrong behavior of his teammates.

After all, everyone is under a lot of pressure. The same case has happened for the third time this month, and the murderer has not been found so far.But the situation is getting worse. If this continues, the protection regulations will be destroyed, which means that their duties are meaningless.

This is undoubtedly provocative and humiliating.

"Is there anything special about the investigation?"

Since he was busy dealing with another incident when he received this case, it had been almost five or six hours when he arrived, and he had to cautiously ask the people present.

The forerunners probably have already investigated the scene almost, and may be able to get some important news.

The woman in the tight blue uniform shook her head.

"It started to rain when the incident happened, because this place can be regarded as the lower part of the city, so there are basically no balconies in the rental house, most of the people upstairs put their clothes to dry outside the public corridor, it was raining When it was time, many people rushed out to save their clothes that might get wet."

She said of the findings, "When returning, a man noticed the open door."

"He saw a shadow running out sneakily, but the door was closed. At that time, he was a little worried whether the owner of the house had been robbed. He hesitated for about ten seconds and walked over. , but when I opened the door, I saw everything that happened."

"Everything that happened?" The man interrupted her, "Didn't it happen afterward?"

The woman nodded: "At that time, the 'field' had not been completely completed, and blood could be seen overflowing from all over the house. The deceased was still alive at that time."

"Did the conversation succeed?" he asked cautiously.

"Of course I was terrified!" The team members behind laughed. "It's strange that people can go up and talk to the dead after seeing such a scene. How can normal human beings come into contact with these ghost things?"

"There are no ghosts in this world." The man had to point out the mistakes in his words, "Anyway, they are just some guys who know the rules but don't follow them."

He carefully bypassed the blood on the ground, went to the bed and carefully looked at the torn clothes of the deceased, and the stiff skin that seemed to have been dead for a long time. Although it was smeared with blood, it could still be seen that it was covered with moldy growths. Vitiligo, fluffy, yet bloody and wet.

Then he said in a low voice, "Suicide."

"Suicide?" The person next to him was incredulous, "There is no power fluctuation, the victim should be just an ordinary person, how could it be possible to commit suicide under such circumstances? Can it still cause such a weird effect?"

The man shook his head.

As long as it is a fantasy, people can achieve anything.After all, in a dream, it is not surprising what happens, because even ordinary people can create a whole world.

—someone covered the room with his "imagination".

Then, all the negative emotions of the deceased are lured out, and finally those terrible and vicious imaginations are turned into reality.The end result is tantamount to suicide.

But facing the curious eyes of his team members, the man couldn't tell them the facts he guessed.

He only knows that one person who can possess similar abilities and achieve this level, but that guy has obviously quit all of this.

He didn't want to interfere with him anymore, and he didn't want to try to imagine that all this was actually related to the other party.

Goodbye, Huo Ming.

When parting, the handsome young man who had entrusted him with all his trust curled his lips and smiled slightly.

Don't let me see you again... or I might kill you, this is no joke.

"I want to meet the witnesses." In the end, the man just ordered, "The rest of the people will stay here to investigate the scene."

The team members followed him and took him to another room.

Presumably it was the witness's own house.The layout of the room reveals the owner's shabbiness everywhere. When it rains, the whole room is wet and terribly damp.There is nothing else in the room, just an old-looking TV, a few pieces of furniture, not even a sofa, just two or three chairs.

A middle-aged man in overalls was sitting on one of the chairs, holding his head in his hands, as if he was still in shock from what he had just seen, and was even taken aback when the man approached him with silent steps , almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the man responded in time and supported him.

"Want to smoke?" the man asked, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket.

He himself does not smoke, but his rich experience in handling cases has made him understand that when witnesses are frightened, a pack of cigarettes can calm their emotions, which is conducive to the acquisition of evidence and the detection of crimes.So now, when he basically goes to investigate the scene, he always carries a pack of cigarettes with him.

The other party shook his head weakly, but did not refuse. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case.He lit the cigarette, took a puff viciously, then breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the clothes on the man, and asked suspiciously: "Police?"

"You called 110." The man said, but his tone was not questioning.

The other party nodded.

"This is not something that 110 can handle. In short, rest assured, since this incident has already happened, that guy will not come here again in a short time."

"You... are very clear?" The middle-aged man said suspiciously.

"The third time this month." He put the lighter back into his jacket pocket.

The middle-aged man smiled wryly. "Now I can be sure that you are not the police. The police will not tell us how difficult it is for ordinary people to detect crimes."

"I'm not worried," the man said, "Anyway, after we've dealt with this scene, your memories will be cleared."

"Uh, clearing memory?" Even though he has been exposed to incredible things today, after hearing this sentence, the middle-aged man was still confused and stared at him with an incredible expression.

"Do you believe that there is another world hidden behind this society that ordinary people don't know?" Probably because he was a little upset after watching the scene, the man holding the cigarette case actually explained to the other party, "There are always some ordinary people. Things people don’t know, such as supernatural beings.”

"Supernatural beings, the kind in online novels?" The man who seems to read a few novels after working in the construction site usually said in surprise, "Chinese dragon group?"

...I really accepted this setting in an instant.

"No, the things that most supernatural beings can do are very simple, not as exaggerated as in the novel. For example, breaking an iron spoon, or exchanging an object with another object like magic. "

"As you can see, crimes of this level can already be regarded as quite powerful supernatural powers, and even cases that must be dispatched to us to deal with. The world of supernatural powers has its own regulations. For example, it cannot be used by ordinary people. Know. Once someone violates such regulations, uses supernatural powers to kill people, or even exposes this world to the outside world, we must deal with such violators.”

The middle-aged man was a little dizzy: "Well, the ability, can you perform for me, uh, let me see it?"

The corner of the man raised his mouth: "I can probably ask the guy next to him to perform some magic tricks for you, such as setting fire with his fingers. But I can't do it myself."

"Are you an ordinary person?" The middle-aged man was surprised.

"No, it's just because my ability is quite special, at least it can't be used in this place." He was vague.

"That's very strong no matter what?" The worker said with admiration, "You seem to be their captain, so you are stronger than them! Although I don't know what kind of monster made such a ghost, but you He will definitely be captured, how do you feel that he is more reliable than the people's police?"

——But, if that person really did it, he might not be able to do it.

man thought.

The blood was too thick, and the whole room was covered by that hazy feeling. When he stepped into the room, he felt as if his body was stuck to some kind of thick dark mist, and he couldn't even breathe. I couldn't breathe, it was very uncomfortable.

Those things expressed unceremonious malice towards him, at least in this place, they don't welcome him, let alone the ability he uses, unless all the breath here is cleaned up, before that, only in this place , he couldn't exert his own strength.

Those things were hostile to him.

The person who caused all this must know the true identity of the man, and even had the intention of provoking him when he made this case.

But the man didn't know where he offended such a stranger, or...not a stranger.

Thinking of the speculation in his heart, he just felt upset and didn't want to accept it at all, but he couldn't stop guessing.

Did he really do it?

No, he won't be like this. After that incident, he has already left. He has already said that he will not enter this world of shadows again.

Although he didn't seem to understand very well, the middle-aged man looked at them like he looked at a living superman: "Although I guess I won't remember it later, I didn't expect to see this kind of thing in reality. But forget about it." That's okay, that...it's scary."

Thinking of everything he saw, he couldn't help but shiver.

"It's time to get to the point." The man said, "Can you tell me? The scene you saw."

The rain outside was still pouring down, the whole world was covered by the sound of water, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of cars speeding past the water could be heard.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he faintly heard laughter from the sound of rain.

The author has something to say: Routine first chapter recipients.

This world: urban supernatural crimes.Recipient: Ability Investigator of the Special Executive Department This world is all the result of trying voice typing, so it may be a little bit of a running account, at least when I read it, I feel like a primary school student orz... Sure enough, voice and text are not the same area in the brain .

In the same way, there is no excessive description of bloody scenes, because I will be cowardly (. It is impossible to burn my brain and continue to be silly and sweet (huh?