"It's really difficult for me to judge based on the current conditions, but a piece of information I accidentally read not long ago gave me some ideas." Chen Mo stared into Yang Song's eyes and said.
"Just in the past few hours, people who died suddenly and tragically were discovered all over the world. They died miserably. Their bodies exploded, and the broken pieces even flew more than ten meters away." Chen Mo said.
Yang Song's heart trembled for no reason, his eyes suddenly widened, and he stared at Chen Mo's opening and closing mouth.
Ignoring Yang Song's expression, Chen Mo continued: "This is a very strange thing, so I investigated it out of curiosity. There are indeed relatively few boring people like me, but I discovered something
What."
"I noticed that the time of their death seemed to be during the time when you were asleep." Chen Mo said calmly.
Yang Song's calves were shaking a little. He had already thought of a very terrible possibility. This possibility was more terrible than all the possibilities he had imagined before, and it was difficult for him to accept. He even had the urge to think about it.
You must cover Chen Mo's mouth immediately to prevent him from continuing to speak.
"Then, I carefully checked the time of their death and their death toll. The first time was 2:10 pm Beijing time, the death toll was 1, and the second time was 3:15 pm Beijing time.
, the death toll, four, the third time was at 4:20 pm Beijing time, the death toll was eight, are their deaths very regular?" Chen Mo took out a mobile phone from his arms and handed it to Yang Song Weird
’s smile.
Seeing that Yang Song had been in a daze for a long time and didn't answer his phone, Chen Mo sighed and said, "You'd better see how they died."
"I don't want to see it." Yang Song refused without hesitation with big beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.
Chen Mo didn't speak. He extended his hand without any intention of taking it back. The hand holding the phone was very steady. Yang Song could even see the bulging veins on the back of his hand, which tangled and bounced with the subconscious movement of his finger bones.
Unable to resist Chen Mo's silence, Yang Song finally couldn't help but take the phone. The first sight made him want to vomit.
"The first picture is of the first deceased person. According to the surveillance video, he suddenly exploded and died while eating in the hotel. There was no warning and no terrorist activities occurred at the scene." Chen Mo said.
On the phone, there is a picture of a restaurant. It seems that because the body of the deceased has been completely blown into pieces, only by taking a picture of the entire restaurant can you see all the parts of the deceased. At a glance, it seems that the entire restaurant is covered in blood and flesh.
It was full and it was simply miserable.
"Wait a minute." Yang Song suddenly narrowed his eyes. He found something in this picture that made him feel very familiar. In the center of the picture, next to a dining table, there was a suit falling weakly from the chair.
The suit fell off, half of it was on the ground, and the other half was still on the chair. Inside the suit, there was a pile of rotten meat.
This scene felt very familiar to Yang Song. He closed his eyes and began to recall. Yang Song suddenly opened his eyes. The scenes in his memory passed by like a revolving lantern. From when he stepped on the air and fell down, to when he opened his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, he realized that he had not fallen to death, and then he saw the red-haired old man dragging a small trailer with two puddles of non-human-shaped corpses on it.
Among the two piles of corpses, one belonged to the culprit who caused Yang Song to fall, while the other was rotten flesh wrapped in a suit.
"No way!" Yang Song's eyes widened, this is definitely not a coincidence!
Extremely shocked, Yang Song immediately turned to the next picture. This picture was four pictures put together. It was also minced meat. But after zooming in, Yang Song suddenly saw something he was more familiar with, which was the smart phone.
cell phone.
That smartphone has never even seen the brand, but Yang Song is very familiar with the icon of that phone, because it is so clear in the dream, and his memory is also so clear. With this phone alone, Yang Song basically
It can be concluded that his conjecture is correct.
Not in the mood to look at the next picture, he even guessed that all the dead people in that picture died when unknown stick-like objects were inserted into the eye sockets and directly pounded into the brain.
"What I want to ask you is, have you seen these people in your dreams?" Chen Mo took the mobile phone handed back by Yang Song and said.
Yang Song's voice was hoarse and bitter. Only Chen Mo could probably understand his current mood, so he said simply: "I've seen it before, and I was very impressed."
"Did they also die to protect you? I'm just wondering why their deaths... are so strange. Many people seem to have exactly the same wounds. Except for the first five people, the rest of them all seem to have died from weapon insertion.
When the brain dies, there is no difference even in the part that enters the brain, can you explain it to me?" Chen Mo was really curious, this method of death was completely beyond common sense.
"Of course it's the same, because the real injured person is not them at all, but me." Yang Song closed his eyes and said.
Even though Chen Mo was fully prepared to endure it, he still couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard Yang Song's words, and almost shouted: "You said these people were not injured at all, but followed you down.
Got mold?"
"Yes." Yang Song only felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart. He really didn't expect that something more terrifying was yet to come. At the beginning, he didn't have this idea at all, because no one could have imagined it.
, Yang Song was even more unexpected, but he hated it so much. He should have thought of it a long time ago, why did he wait until this time to think of it?
As early as early this morning, Yang Song loudly told the two policemen that he was not a murderer and that all this had nothing to do with him. He was also an innocent person. But now, thirteen people are dead because of him.
, in other words, he is a murderer, a murderer who cannot be excused!
"I'll go, then why are you okay?" Chen Mo asked, tilting his head.
"I don't know why. Could it be that God doesn't want me to die?" Yang Song bit his lip tightly.
"No, brother, you can't die. Have you forgotten that if you die, we will all have to play with you?" Chen Mo said quickly.
Yang Song nodded. He naturally knew that. After calming down for a while, Yang Song suddenly said: "Chen Mo, please help me check the mobile phone of one of the people in the second picture. If possible, please check the phone number on that phone."
Bring all the contents and show them to me."
"Okay, come with me." Chen Mo knew that Yang Song must have discovered something, and he couldn't help but feel excited, if for no other reason than because he had discovered important information that even Old Man Long had not discovered, and that loser Long Er had also discovered it.
You didn't find it and you still want to blame yourself? Go ahead and fart.
Feng Feng Huohuo arrived in his room, which was the surveillance hall, and left Yang Song aside. Then he ordered his subordinates to immediately contact the investigators in foreign countries and ask them to get what Yang Song needed.
The order issued from this base was handled very efficiently. A piece of information was obtained within ten minutes of the order being issued.
Patting the information in front of Yang Song, Chen Mo said: "Of the four people, only two carried mobile phones with them at the death scene. One of them was a Samsung flagship phone, but it was damaged in the chaos at the scene, and the other
It is a mobile phone made in Mexico. Except for some slight damage to the screen, all functions are intact. Our spies stole this mobile phone in the police station and mirrored it to my mobile phone." After saying that, he handed a domestic Android mobile phone to Yang Song.
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"Except for appearance, there is no difference." Chen Mo added.
Yang Song quickly opened the phone. This phone did not have a screen lock. It slid open with one swipe. What appeared in front of Yang Song was the very familiar phone interface that he had seen in his dream. Even the background picture was exactly the same.
of.
Swallowing his saliva, Yang Song swiped down from the top of his phone, and the software push messages received by his phone appeared, which naturally included various news. These news were also in original English, but Yang Song happened to be able to read them.
To understand a little more, he suddenly felt as if he had returned to that dream, standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the mobile phone picked up from the pile of minced meat with wide eyes.
"It's this mobile phone." Yang Song seemed to understand something. The mobile phone in reality and the mobile phone he picked up in the dream were exactly the same inside except for a different case. This explained the problem.
"How about it, don't you mind sharing with me what you discovered?" Chen Mo sat next to Yang Song, holding a bag of McDonald's takeout and smiling.
"Do you want to eat French fries?" After stuffing his mouth full of French fries and taking another sip of Coke, Chen Mo groaned with great pleasure, as if what he was eating was not cheap fried fast food at all, but some delicacy from the mountains and seas.
Yang Song waved his hand and said, "I ate with Manager Liu earlier."
"Okay then." Chen Mo curled his lips and ate to himself.
"I was in a dream because I picked up this mobile phone and saw all kinds of news on it. Then I woke up and realized that I was dreaming." Yang Song said solemnly.
"Before this, I had fallen from a high altitude twice, but I was not injured either time. Suddenly some corpses appeared nearby. I had always been confused before, but now I probably understand that it is not that I was not injured, but that my
It was them who had to bear the injury. In other words, they were actually the ones who died for me, and it was all my fault." Yang Song's expression was very heavy, he really blamed himself and felt guilty.
"It's not your fault. If it were me, I would be at a loss. Maybe it would be worse than you." Chen Mo consoled him.
Yang Song looked at Chen Mo, who was all muscled, rolled his eyes and said, "If it were you, I guess it would be no problem. Your fighting ability is much better than mine."
Chen Mo frowned and said, "You mean, in your dream, combat effectiveness is very important?"
"How should I put it? I think it is very important, because according to my previous experience, everyone in the dream wants to kill me. To be honest, with my small body, I will die ten times if just a few people come.
Several times, if Gao Zheng hadn't fought tooth and nail to protect me..." Yang Song couldn't speak half of what he said. He grabbed a handful of French fries from Chen Mo's bag and stuffed it into his mouth to hide his complicated mood.
"It's such a strange world. You told me that I really want to see it." Chen Mo said with a strange smile.
Yang Song was stunned and said: "Don't go. I heard Chris say that if you are not professional, you will probably not be able to wake up if you enter someone else's dream, and the consequences will be serious."
Chen Mo suddenly laughed and said: "Who told you that they are the only ones who can be professional? I am not much worse than them! Have you forgotten? We also have a Coria instrument in China, and I will give you another interesting news
, In fact, a year ago, the government secretly purchased a Corea instrument belonging to a down-and-out British nobleman. In other words, we actually have two Corea instruments in China."
Only then did Yang Song understand that Chen Mo had already made complete preparations. He had even planned to enter his dream!