The members of Breaking Dawn thought hard and couldn't figure out what this cabin was about.

Chu De, on the other hand, looked at the hut in front of him in a daze.

From the moment he stepped into this room, he always felt like he had seen the scene before him somewhere before.

This feeling was not obvious at first, so Chu De could easily ignore it.

until……

Until Chu De saw the scene full of bullet holes falling from the sky.

Just when I saw the sky full of bullets——

That scene, which was like fireworks in the sky, suddenly touched a chord in Chu De's memory.

He was startled suddenly.

"Tomorrow, arrange for a group of people to take a look at the weapons first," Captain Aqiang ordered.

"Those who go there dress up as locals from District 8 and contact the base at any time. We will take turns keeping vigil tonight."

Halfway through what A Qiang was saying, he suddenly discovered that Chu De was standing by the window blankly, not knowing what he was looking at.

Bullets flew past the window outside, bringing a sudden light.

The light suddenly illuminated the side of Chu De's face.

A fleeting light flashed across his black eyes.

"Hey, what are you doing standing around, Chu De?" Aqiang said to Chu De's back.

"Come here quickly, you are the only one left, don't be in a daze."

Chu De suddenly woke up.

He said blankly, "...Oh, OK."

Chu De walked over slowly, and everyone present laughed when they saw his appearance.

"This kid, you must have been scared when you saw the explosion outside just now." said an older member of the Dawn Team.

"Oh, it's true." Another person next to him said with a smile.

"If a child is scared, it doesn't matter if he says it. The adults will protect you."

Chu De's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't laugh.

The scene in front of me was not even considered normal in the city of St. Lieven.

How many times had Chu De calmly sat down and rested under the traces of missiles streaking across the sky.

Speaking of which, Chu De is not young anymore, but as the protagonist, he has a tender face.

In the whole team, he is the only one who looks like he is still young, so the other team members like to tease him.

Chu De took a bite of the bread and couldn't help but roll his eyes quietly as he listened to the team members around him making fun of him crazily.

The scene he just saw flashed through his mind again.

The fireworks that exploded violently outside the window...

Chu De vaguely remembered that he had seen such a scene before.

However, that memory was too vague, so Chu De couldn't remember it clearly.

In Chu De's opinion, this is something incredible.

After all, although his mind cannot be said to be extremely smart, it is definitely not bad.

How could you not even think of such a thing?

It wasn't until Chu De was lying on the bed at night that he suddenly remembered when he had seen that scene.

His whole body movements suddenly stopped.

It seems... in a dream?

After Chu De was stunned for a while, a self-deprecating smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He felt like a fool for worrying about this for the past few hours.

"Really..."

"Surprisingly, it's just a dream."

Chu De shook his head.

"Even a dream can be entangled for such a long time."

"It seems that life has been relatively easy recently."

After Chu De muttered, he closed his eyes.

A group of people kept vigil outside at dawn, and another group of people waited for their shift at midnight.

In this slum, there are dangers everywhere...

This small building is like an independent place, peaceful and incompatible with its surroundings.

Chu De had fallen into sleep.

However, his sleep was not very peaceful.

In that hazy dream...

He felt as if he had sat up from the bed.

…

In the dream, everything around me seemed hazy, as if cast in a layer of illusory light.

Chu De left the bedroom and walked towards the first floor.

These actions are completely out of his control.

"Hello."

Even in his dream, Chu De had time to complain.

"Is this sleepwalking? Or is it a ghost sleeping on the bed?"

"I knew this house was unclean...where does this ghost want to take me?"

Chu De watched as he slowly walked down the stairs of the two-story shabby house.

He remembered that when he came upstairs, he took a special look at the handrail of the stairs on the second floor.

Because the stair railings looked pitted, as if they had been gnawed by rats, Chu De disliked them very much.

He said in his heart: "Never put your hands on that armrest..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu De saw his hand resting on the armrest.

Chu De was suddenly speechless.

"No, can this ghost hear what I'm thinking?"

"How come I don't want to do something, but he insists on letting me do something..."

Before Chu De could finish his complaint, he suddenly stopped talking.

He discovered that the hand falling on the armrest did not seem to be his.

...No, it seems to be his own hand, but his hand doesn't look like this now.

Chu De's hands were always clean, but there was a big scar on them.

It's just like……

It was as if these hands had been burned by fire.

Chu De frowned, and before he could observe the hands more carefully, he heard a voice coming from the distance.

"Now, let's hide here for now."

Chu De's body stiffened.

He heard it right, that voice... was the voice of Faceless.

When did Wu Mian come here?

Chu De's body was as stiff as a mouse meeting a cat.

As a result, he heard "himself" say, "Where did you find such a shabby house?"

"If those people discover this broken house, they will probably burn us two to pieces."

"Will not."

Chu De heard the man in front of him say.

Faceless's voice was inexplicably hoarse.

"No...no one will come to this place."
To be continued...