Zhou Keke knew that the man with the tattoo was from Umno, and she had been shot through the head by him.
But, that is in prediction. In fact, in reality, the other party has not seen him yet.
Zhou Keke swallowed his saliva and went into the kitchen as calmly as possible without disturbing the other party. Fortunately, after a while, the other party left.
Huh, Zhou Keke let out a sigh of relief, but she also wondered what the Umno gang was doing, until she came out of the kitchen and found that the Chinese school suddenly became so quiet, without the noise of the children.
Zhou Keke was confused and saw from a distance in the corner of the teaching building a child squatting facing the wall, covering his face with his hands and not moving.
Zhou Keke went over, patted the child on the shoulder from behind and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you squatting here?"
As a result, I heard the child cover his face and tremble:
"Sister...it hurts..."
"It hurts. Where does it hurt? Where did it hit? Let sister take a look." Zhou Keke's heart skipped a beat, and he pulled the child up and turned around. The child kept covering his face with his hands, and there was blood flowing between his fingers.
"Sister...my face hurts..."
Zhou Keke knelt on the child's face, so he moved the child's hand away and said, "Why are you so careless? Let me see where I knocked you...ah!"
Zhou Keke staggered in fear and fell to the ground.
The child opened his hands to cover his face, and the entire face disappeared. The child was made of flesh and blood, howling in ferocious pain, and reached out to scratch Zhou Keke's face.
"Sister! My face hurts so much! Help me! Give me a face!"
Zhou Keke was frightened and pushed the faceless child away, turned around and fled.
She fled to the teaching building to find someone for help, but found that every classroom was very quiet. There were rows of children sitting like dolls in the classroom without making any sound. They all covered their faces with their hands, as if they had hands growing on their faces.
When Zhou Keke appeared, dozens of faces covering their hands all turned to look at her.
"Sister! Our faces hurt so much!"
Whooping, the children covering their faces suddenly stood up, stretched out, and swarmed towards Zhou Keke.
"The Masked Buddha (an epic secular god) belongs to the Nanyang Evil Spirit Buddha Amulet Temple. His talent for pretending to be dirty is: if you pat him, you will be beaten. People within the area around the Masked Buddha will be controlled by them after they hide their faces. Only by finding the mask hidden inside
Only by facing the Buddha can we crack it."
Zhou Keke turned around and fled in horror, but before he could escape far, he was overtaken by countless masked people crowded in the corridor, threw himself to the ground, and was crushed by those masked people.
Zhou Keke's hands were forcibly pulled up and slowly moved towards her face, covering her face.
The hole in his left eye collapsed, and Zhou Keke came back from the future.
"Sister...my face hurts..."
Zhou Keke had predicted the outcome of death, but the Chinese school had fallen and she could not escape.
Zhou Keke was chased to a blind corner in the warehouse. Seeing the masked children approaching, she clenched in horror the gun that 09 had left for her but that she had never used.
Masked Buddha, if she hits the real Masked Buddha hidden inside, she can save the children.
"Peng!"
…
A few days ago, in the afternoon, Chen Yingjun was typing on the keyboard and sipping a glass of whiskey at the bar counter when he met Tiger.
Tago: "What a coincidence, you come here for a drink too."
Chen Yingjun: "I'll treat you to something to drink."
Tago: "Captain Rum. I heard that you are an engineer of the Jizao Group? It is one of the largest chaebols in the world, and the salary should be very good."
Chen Yingjun: "No matter how big a company is, people can see its height, but they can't deny that it rises from the horizon. People at the bottom of a company like me are no different from others."
"Then Malaysia is hell." Tiger smiled and saw the photo wallpaper on Chen Yingjun's laptop desktop: "Is this your daughter?"
As a father, Chen Yingjun showed happiness that was difficult to conceal: "Yes, she will go to elementary school this year."
Tago sighed: "I also had a daughter before, but she died. If she were still alive, she could still go to school."
"Sorry." Chen Yingjun: "Is it because you are sick?"
"No." Tago shook his head: "Three years ago, when Umno secretly instigated the Youth League to massacre the Chinese community, my wife and daughter happened to pass by the community at that time and were accidentally hit by a stray bullet. She lost too much blood and was not rescued.
Come here and die."
Tagore: "Not only the Chinese hate Umno, but the Malays also hate Umno. They have never been the savior of Malaysia, they are just a bunch of politicians under the guise of high-sounding people."
Chen Yingjun sighed and clinked glasses with Tiger. The two drank and chatted for a while, and Tiger suddenly asked.
Tago: "By the way, let me ask you something. Have you ever seen this thing in Jizao Group?"
Tiger took out several photos and lined them up in front of Chen Yingjun.
Chen Yingjun: "This is..."
Chen Yingjun picked up the photo. In the photo was a room made of rare biological building materials. In the middle of the room was a large bronze statue of an evil god with a deformed and evil shape.
In the hand of the evil god statue, there is a ball of pink minced meat.
Tago: "The Gu Urn of the Nanyang Evil Spirit Lord."
Tago: "A mythical artifact."
Tai Ge pointed at the photo, which was a mythical artifact. Not to mention that he had never seen Chen Yingjun in the group, he had only heard of it a limited number of times, and it was not a project that he could understand. You must know that Jizao Group is already the top in the world.
One of the Sushen Zhenwu technology companies, representing the highest level in the industry.
Tagore: “This is the ‘machine’ used by Umno to develop a dust-free vaccine. The truth is that it can develop a vaccine before China and the United States. It is also the source of the increasing turmoil in Malaysia in the past ten years.
Tagore: "I heard that its operating principle is turmoil and chaos. Umno has created a nurturing environment throughout Malaysia and even Southeast Asia that allows it to operate."
Chen Yingjun: "UMNO was able to obtain a mythical artifact."
Tagore: "More than ten years ago, Umno actually declined in Malaysia. After all, it was a political party organization that was active in the last century. But later, precisely because of the emergence of this artifact, Umno came back from Malaysia.
The government seizes power.”
Chen Yingjun: "You, a street detective, know these things too well. This should be Umno's biggest secret, right?"
Tago smiled while holding the wine glass, and his smile was self-deprecating: "To be honest, I used to be the security captain of the Umno leader, and the current security captain Xiang Fu is still my subordinate."
Chen Yingjun was shocked.
Tago: "Three years ago, during the massacre that caused my daughter's death, the leader still asked me to convey the instructions to the Youth League. I didn't expect that she would appear there that day. It was me who killed my daughter with my own hands.
."
Chen Yingjun: "No wonder 09 came to you."
Tagore: "After my daughter died, I left Umno and went to the streets. But I never wanted to destroy it, not just Umno, but the higher-ups..."
Chen Yingjun: "Do you think there are some evil hands in Umno?"
Tagore: "At least I don't think that the mythical artifact was obtained by Umno itself. Although I haven't found any evidence for so many years, I think someone threw it here. With the suffering of the people living here,
In exchange for your own purpose.”
Chen Yingjun: "I'm sorry, I can understand your feelings, but there is really nothing I can do about this. I don't have a rank in the company that has exposure to mythical monsters, so I can't help you."
Tago: "Well, I don't expect too much. Just seeing your daughter, I feel that we are very similar. We are both fathers. It is also a pleasure to drink with you."
Chen Yingjun clinked glasses with him: "I wish you can come out soon."
The two drank for a while, and Tiger left. Chen Yingjun turned around and pulled up the photos on the computer. Looking at the room with the evil statue, he felt very familiar...
The group once had a counter-inference cracking project for a town object. The content was to crack a town object called the 'Nanyang House', which was accompanied by a disease collection bottle, in order to develop a super weapon that could overcome diseases and improve human physique.
Medical town goods.
The design of the artifact at that time was very similar to this 'Gu Urn of the True Lord of Evil Spirits of the South Seas', but the technical level of that gadget was too crude and far inferior to this mythical artifact.
In addition... Chen Yingjun enlarged the photo of the pink minced meat in the hand of the evil god statue and sent it to friends in the company for enquiry. After a while, someone sent it and responded.
This is a rare material called a relic of the Immortal.
09: "Drive carefully, Chen Yingjun, what are you thinking about?"
Chen Yingjun came to his senses. The car was almost at the gate of the Chinese school. He shook his head: "It's nothing."
Some of the possible truths are a bit chilling, but he is not Tago who is already alone. He still has a family to protect, and he cannot continue to dig deeper.
He buried this matter forever in his heart and never mentioned it again.
Outside the car window, a motorcycle drove past in the opposite direction from the Chinese school. On the car was a man with a Nanyang evil spirit tattooed on him.
Tiger pointed: "That person is Xiang Fu, the security captain of Umno. The fingerprints and child hole lock on the vaccine box are his. He is also the temple owner of the Nanyang evil spirit temple."
09 didn't even look back, but said to Chen Yingjun: "Don't worry about him now, go to the Chinese school first."
She saw in the mobile phone message of the researcher just now that the next place Umno would harm was the Chinese school, and coincidentally, that was the place where Zhou Keke worked as a volunteer.
The car drove into the Chinese school. Before it stopped, 09 jumped out of the car and looked around anxiously. Finally, he followed the scattered footprints on the ground and found the warehouse with the door closed.
"coco!"
09 opened the warehouse door and shouted, then stayed where he was.
In the warehouse, Zhou Keke stood there with empty eyes, holding an empty pistol in his hand.
Dozens of children were kneeling around her, covering their faces with their hands in strange and consistent movements. Each child had a bloody hole on the back of their hands that penetrated their face.
In the warehouse, the walls were stained red with blood.
Chen Yingjun and Tai Ge, who came from behind, felt their hearts tremble when they saw this bloody scene.
09 rushed into the warehouse and hugged Zhou Keke.
09: "Go home, let's go home."
09 took Zhou Keke out, got in the car, left the Chinese school, and returned to the rental house.
Tiger and Chen Yingjun left first, and 09 stayed with Zhou Keke. Zhou Keke had been empty-eyed and silent since he came back. He sat on the bed as if his soul had been taken away.
09 has been sitting next to her, holding her in his arms, interlocking his fingers, holding her hand tightly. It was not until midnight that tears suddenly flowed down from Zhou Keke's empty eyes, and he whispered to 09: "
I'm so scared."
The last time she said this was when Uncle Ze of Zhonggu Dian died. At that time, 09 felt that Zhou Keke had lost all the support she had ever had, and was so scared that she wanted to find a harbor.
But this time, it's different.
09 heard the same words with a completely different feeling.
Her lips were covered with moisture and her clothes were torn apart. That night, 09 felt Zhou Keke's roughness with her body.
