Although the files have been abridged and almost nothing remains. However, as a relevant person, Zhang Luo knew very well that the explosion was probably related to the person with the real name, and even the owner of the body was involved.
Otherwise, how can I explain why I appeared in that place inexplicably, and my head is still not healed.
"But those guys are really ruthless! Tsk, so many people died, it's even worse than the supernatural incident."
"These should be two people whose real names are not in the Biwan records, otherwise the case would not be filed." He had already understood that the so-called abnormal event file in Songshan City was an official file, and it should have been obtained by Xia Zisu's father.
.
She didn't know how many people were staring at her, but Xia Zisu ran over and brought such a piece of information...
Is it official?
Zhang Luo pondered, of course he would not judge easily, but the information revealed in it was very important. At least it proved that there were indeed multiple organizations entangled with each other. He had felt it before, but he lacked information to support it and could only rely on guesswork.
But based on this alone, he couldn't judge the truth behind this mess, so he just kept it in mind and kept reading.
"Number: 9109119, sudden death case... There is very little information. It seems that someone has chosen to commit the crime. It is best not to touch..." In his opinion, he is a boy who meets the requirements. If he commits suicide, he might trigger the ghost.
The law of killing, who can you reason with if you are killed?
"Number: 91091313, case of serial disappearance of students in Biyan Community..." Looking at the information on the file, Zhang Luo felt a chill in his heart. This is not the one called Highway 13 that he saw on his mother's car last time he went home.
Is it about the place?
He had a vague feeling that the appearance of this road might not be accidental, and he should at least check it to avoid being at a loss.
But having said that, the Abnormal Events Management Bureau is really everywhere, and they can be seen everywhere. He remembered that Qiao Xi was from the Abnormal Events Management Bureau.
"Perhaps if you are exposed to a few more supernatural events, you can meet her..." Zhang Luo thought for a while and immediately stopped this dangerous idea. The coke ghost incident yesterday almost didn't kill him, but he was still scared after thinking about it.
At that time, I relied on ancient books to knock out ghosts, so I went in so recklessly that I was almost killed by the ghost. If this could not make Zhang Luo sober, maybe he really should die.
"...Forget it, maybe I should go to the temple to pray to God and worship Buddha first to keep myself safe." He sighed.
Originally, he was not a person who believed in these things, but in this world, ghosts have emerged, so the existence of gods is reasonable, right? I just don’t know if these giants of gods and Buddhas will play mahjong together.
No matter how you think about it, the earth is a small place, but it turns out that it is crowded with so many immortals...
"Brother Luo, what are you thinking about?" A somewhat annoying voice sounded, pulling back Zhang Luo's scattered thoughts.
"Xiao Bao? Why are you here?" Zhang Luo frowned, this guy is really haunting.
What's the point of being disconnected from your mother-in-law even though we've already broken off the relationship?
"The two of them have just joined, I have no reason to refuse." Xia Zisu held the two registration forms in her hands, but her eyes looked like this {I did it on purpose}.
Wu Yi on the side waved his hand naively to say hello. Although he had a figure like an iron tower, no one paid attention to him.
Zhang Luo's face is a bit dark, these two guys.
He waved his hand: "Whatever you want,
Just leave me alone!"
Xiao Bao nodded quickly, but Zhang Luo didn't look at him. He was studying how to deal with such sudden supernatural events. It was always good to have a plan. His previous recklessness really gave him a slap in the face.
Alarm bell. I don’t know if the protagonist’s halo is there, but he doesn’t want to bet on whether he will die. His life is his own.
By this time, the club members had also arrived, and Xia Zisu began to preside over the club activities and no longer had to worry about Zhang Luo. She was indeed very smart, not only in charge of the student union, but also in charge of the activities of the Supernatural Research Club.
Obviously, Zhang Luo had no intention of participating. He always stayed away from the crowd.
The sunset gradually sets in the west and sinks into the sea.
Although the time for school in this world seems to be very early, if you include the time for school club activities, it is not short. That is, only the bad boys like Zhang Luo and Xiao Bao, who have not participated in club activities at all, have time to run out and be cool.
But such people have no way of entering high school.
If they follow the normal trajectory, these two people will basically just hang out and wait to die.
But there are no ifs in this world.
The city fell into night, in the light mist, with busy traffic and rivers of light flowing.
However, what no one expected was that the pink waning moon in the sky was gradually dyed red and purple with blood, and the entire sky became bewitching.
Whether it was a couple taking a nap under the moonlight, office workers rushing home, or tourists taking a walk in the evening, all those who raised their heads began to feel a sense of uneasiness in their hearts.
When people in the city look up at the sky.
On a building, the windows were wide open, and the evening breeze blew into the office. Countless documents were scattered on the ground, swept away by the wind like dead leaves, and blown everywhere.
There were no lights on indoors, and the man looked down at the city with a strange expression. The city was getting blurry... no, the fog was getting thicker.
"Hehe...hehe...hehehaha..." He let out a strange laugh, then jumped up, his laughter quickly becoming ethereal in the wind.
boom--!
"Didi didi..."
The piercing siren sounded, and a car parked downstairs was hit by damage. The car body was dented and the glass splashed like water.
Pedestrians around looked around and saw a corpse embedded in the car, with blood flowing out along the gap.
"Ah——!" As if he had just reacted, a harsh female scream sounded, marking the beginning of this strange and unpredictable era.
At this time, Zhang Luo was still writing something down in his notebook.
Although he has a good memory, he still has to write down his plans in a notebook for peace of mind so that he can check for loopholes.
"...Okay, it's almost time today, let's draw lots. Considering that there are new members today, I will explain here that as a member of the Supernatural Research Club, there are organized activities. The president will draw lots to decide the members of the ghost detective and the
Location." Xia Zisu's cold voice was like moonlight, not like being in the human world.
There was no emotion in her voice most of the time, which made people feel unbearably alienated.
Only Zhang Luo, despite being shameless, had to come into contact with him and would inevitably be dragged into the mortal world.
"President...President! Outside..." A boy exclaimed inadvertently.
All the members looked outside and saw that the purple fog had closed, and the visibility was reduced to only a few dozen meters. The purple fog that was originally just like haze became as clearly visible as a real fog.
purple mist
The lights on the roadside of the academy flowed with a coquettish and strange atmosphere.
A group of students stood by the window and looked out.
Zhang Luo's expression became solemn, and he quickly turned on his phone to check.
"Hiss—! The second blood moon... No, it has turned into a purple moon now!" Zhang Luo's face looked a little ugly.
Based on the experience of the last moonlight change, it is obvious that this is a sign of supernatural revival.
As for Zhang Luo, he is not ready yet!
Whether it is the ghost or the book in hand, it has just begun. Now that Ziyue appears, the supernatural events in the future may become even more terrifying.
He is a little panicked now.
It stands to reason that he has read many novels about spiritual recovery, but novels are still novels after all.
And which protagonist is not at the forefront of the times? Why does it turn into chasing someone else when it's his turn? It's really depressing.
Maybe this is the helplessness of reality.
"Forget it, it turns out that I'm still not suitable for the profession of savior." Zhang Luo's attitude immediately became indifferent.
Don't care what others do.
The most important thing for him now is to kill the guy who wants to mess with him, and then find a way to hug a thick thigh tightly, survive in this world, and wait for an opportunity to return to his own world.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Xia Zisu clapped her hands, signaling everyone to turn their attention to her, "Dear students, don't worry about the outside world, let's continue the activity."
Outside, the fog is still getting thicker. At this time, club activities...
"...President, isn't it a good idea to continue activities at this time?" a boy whispered.
Xia Zisu frowned slightly, seeming a little disgusted.
The boy immediately shrank his head and did not dare to say a word, but the other students' eyes flickered, and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
Xia Zisu had no choice but to start explaining: "Don't think too much, everyone. If there is really any bad natural or man-made disaster, the official will issue a notice."
"This should be just a very rare climate phenomenon."
As she said that, she glanced at Zhang Luo.
"Ah."
Zhang Luo let out a laugh of unknown meaning and turned his head, crossing his legs, without saying anything.
Xia Zisu sighed lightly, as long as this guy doesn't cause trouble casually.
Of course Zhang Luo doesn't have that leisurely attitude, and this does him no good at all.
He is now considering whether to take his mother back to the countryside in Biuan. Theoretically, the fewer people there are, the smaller the chance of supernatural events. With his current ability, he still can't beat up one or two wandering ghosts.
The problem...isn't it?
"Since everyone has no objections, let's continue with the drawing of lots."
Xia Zisu took a box and took out a number plate. She opened her palm and signaled to all the students: "It's number 3."
It was obvious that everyone was relieved.
She seemed to have thought of something, and she smiled, but the meaning was unclear. But paired with that clean and pretty face, it gave people a sense of playfulness. Xia Zisu looked serious most of the time, and there were still a group of boys who came to follow her, not to mention
Show such a smile.
Some boys who had a crush on her were confused and a little crazy.
"I will protect this smile!" a young man thought.
Only Zhang Luo suddenly became alert.
"Is this guy trying to trick me?"
Humph! There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me!