Let's Face Fear Together Chapter 102 The Corridor Incident
He didn't know what kind of job she had done before. In fact, Zhang Luo was quite curious, but seeing that she didn't want to tell her, he didn't ask.
Of course, these are just trivial matters, and he will ignore them after setting the process. If this eldest lady can really be thrifty and promote traditional virtues, there will be no loss. At most, Bai Su can be more careful.
"Tonight's night can't be wasted." Zhang Luo looked at the crescent moon in the sky, which was colored by fog.
Due to the fog, the moon was also stained with blood, as if a layer of filter had been added.
Zhang Luo didn't stay with the eldest lady for dinner. After transferring the funds from the account, he asked her to go back to Longmen. If he didn't go to Longmen, he would have no chance to meet and would only contact her online.
Of course, that's impossible.
If you only rely on the supernatural events in one city, you will definitely not be able to grow up quickly. If possible, he would also like to go to the mainland, where there is a large population and supernatural events must be frequent. But he is not familiar with the place, so he does not want to go.
Try your luck.
And who knows what the local Destined Ones think? It would be bad if there is a conflict. He can't defeat other Destined Ones yet.
The place where he is now is a place called Corridor Community.
There is a widely circulated legend in the cloister community.
In the parking lot on the underground floor, there is an unknown room. Someone can keep calling another person's name, and unexpected things happen. Some people get the favor of another person, and some people get gifts from another person. But
In exchange, you need to pay a corresponding price.
Remember, never call your own name, things may happen beyond your imagination.
This was an incident recorded in the Xia Zisu Supernatural Association. Since no one had died or disappeared yet, Zhang Luo felt that this place was less dangerous than Route 13, so he came over to see what was going on.
According to his guess, this place should only be at the evil spirit level, and it just doesn't know how to fulfill other people's wishes.
He remembered a TV series "Pawn Shop No. 8" he had watched, but then shook his head, it shouldn't be that scary.
After all, this supernatural power can only affect ordinary people, and I have never heard of anyone becoming a superman. And there are gains and losses, and making a deal with a ghost is obviously not that easy.
Zhang Luo decided to see what the mystery was.
The Cloister Community is in Beicheng District, which is considered an old city. Most of the buildings are from the Jiao Tu period.
However, compared to the city center and the Biyan residential area, it is a bit mixed and less stable. To the west is the West 11th District, where demonstrations often break out.
It is the shadow side of the city, a place where gang activities are frequent and the Silver Federation is heavily infiltrated. It is also home to the city's poorest people.
Natural security is not that good either.
Of course, there is a reason why those people are poor. Most of them are shady people without identity documents, such as stowaways from various countries, criminals who hide their identities, members of organizations with unknown intentions, and even the children of these people.
Because these people lack identity, they are not included in the poverty alleviation plan of Songshan City Government.
Therefore, the area where the cloister community is located is also unstable.
If the legend is true, then there may be a little trouble when completing this task.
Zhang Luo changed into a poncho and put on a mask in a toilet filled with small advertisements written in various texts - this was necessary
Yes, he doesn't want to get into any trouble because of his face.
The puppet Wu Xin seemed to have some inexplicable preference for his shoulders and was still squeezed into Zhang Luo's poncho.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, rain began to fall continuously in Songshan. Zhang Luo was not very conspicuous as he walked on the road.
Probably because of the rain, visibility on the road was not high even with street lights.
Almost no pedestrians were seen on the roadside, most of them were in a hurry.
Zhang Luo stood at the entrance of a residential area, with several rows of residential buildings about six or seven stories high, with sparse lights in the night.
He glanced at the old-looking sign and determined that this was the so-called Corridor Community.
The name of this community seems strange, but the most important thing is that Zhang Luo doubts whether there is a parking lot in such a community.
In Zhang Luo's thinking, in his world, only newer residential areas generally have underground parking lots, while older residential areas have not planned this aspect at all.
But Zhang Luo was obviously overthinking it. The Sun Islands had once been an industrial powerhouse for a century, and it was by no means an emerging country that had just emerged. Even if it was divided by world giants, there was a reasonable plan when building communities when Jiao Tu was in power, and vehicles were not cheap.
But it is definitely not a top-notch luxury product that ordinary people cannot afford.
The Jiao Tu regime even tried to rely on the power here to return to the mainland... but obviously they did not expect that they would be sold at a good price by the Silver Federation.
Of course, there are no security guards in this old community now, so Zhang Luo entered easily. Wearing a poncho, he entered the underground garage silently like a ghost.
Zhang Luo can feel that the property fees here should not be high on weekdays.
In addition to the various characters on the spray-painted paintings, there are also paintings of unknown meaning, layer upon layer. Of course, thick black dust is also indispensable on the lampshades of street lamps.
Even some of the characters are badly faded.
In the garage, some cars have accumulated a lot of dust, and even the car windows have been smashed by unknown people. The black windows make people feel like there are monsters hiding inside and peeping.
Zhang Luo could feel a cold breath coming towards his face, but strangely, there was no one around at all.
He was a little confused. If this supernatural event could really bring benefits, then there was no reason why those desperadoes wouldn't try their luck.
You must know that those people can eat in jail until death for a thousand dragons. Zhang Luo has learned about it on the Internet before.
"Maybe there is really something wrong here." Zhang Luo scratched his head.
But he didn't think much about it and wandered around in the underground garage.
Although the community above does not seem very big, the underground garage is complex enough and the drainage facilities are also very complete. The underground garage of this community was used for air defense when it was first established. Including the current buildings in Songshan City, there are quite large underground garages.
Improve air defense measures. You must know that there have been a lot of frictions and military confrontations between the two major countries Biuan and Baiyin in recent years, and these civilian air defense measures are almost indispensable.
No one knows whether the two countries will clash with each other. Anyway, this is not the mainland, so there is not much pressure to fight a local war.
Of course, in this old community, many remote locations will be forgotten.
Zhang Luo's poncho was dripping with water, and he looked like a ghost walking in it.
He stretched out his hand to hold the little puppet on his palm and asked in a low voice: "Wuxin, can you feel anything abnormal?"
Wuxin didn't answer, just like an ordinary puppet sitting on Zhang Luo's hand,
But her arm slowly raised, pointing in one direction like a pointer, like a strange compass.
Is this a human-shaped pointing finger?
"Thank you." Zhang Luo smiled, followed the guidance of the "Ghost Pointing Needle", and began to make a detour to the guiding location.
Since it is underground, even if you know the direction, you may still have to take detours to test it. The so-called room is definitely not as conspicuous as the main door.
Zhang Luo quickly determined the opponent's coordinates through constant displacement. Compared with those ghosts, it was obviously much easier to solve a fixed supernatural event.
At least you don't have to hide and seek, right?
But just as he determined his position, Zhang Luo heard a voice coming from behind him.
"The load of goods is the same as the original one..."
"はい!"
Zhang Luo couldn't understand what they were talking about, but having learned a little basic knowledge, he could still tell that the other party should be speaking in Sang language. So, it was really a headache to talk about the language barrier and it was not convenient at all.
He decided to hide away and check out the situation first, preferably something related to supernatural events, so as not to make him feel uneasy because he had no information.
Although, the death-seeking gene deep in his heart is already ready to activate.
Zhang Luo didn't cover himself much, he just stood in the shadow where the light couldn't reach him. Even so, no one noticed him, even if they passed by him.
Zhang Luo took a look, and if he guessed correctly, there were seven people here in total.
Those five men were probably carrying a living person. He could feel that the two bags placed in the cart were probably people.
Kidnapping.
"It's really dangerous here." Zhang Luo walked out of the shadows and muttered almost sarcastically, carefully following behind them.
The tattoos on these people clearly told Zhang Luo that they were gangsters.
Compared with the young people in the mainland who are beginning to imitate the West and gradually pursue individuality and get tattoos on their bodies, the society here in the Sun Islands is more sensitive to tattoos, which are almost synonymous with gangsters.
Compared with the other world, the gangs in this world are more active and the underground world is more complex.
Of course, he himself is not very interested in these things. In other words, only middle school boys think that the world is decided by fists. Although it is true, there are some things that simple and crude actions cannot solve practical problems.
Zhang Luo glanced at their destination: "It seems that we have company tonight, but I don't know what they will do. I'm really looking forward to it."
He felt that if he were really in a book, it would feel more like a boss. If the protagonist of White Lotus had already started preparing to save people.
It's a pity that his name is Zhang Luo, and he has no interest in saving the world or other people. If Qiao Xi had said that, he might have rushed up long ago. These two people were really unlucky to meet him.
Instead, he was curious about what these people wanted to do.
According to the known information, this supernatural incident is about giving what you have and getting what you want. What is the use of kidnapping others?
Zhang Luo thought carefully in his heart, feeling that he seemed to have overlooked something, but he couldn't remember it, and he was scratching his head.
"I can only follow and take a look."
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