When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

Chapter 211

"Su Yuan" is not a fool. He understood what he meant. He turned his head and looked at Chen Qian. The smile on his lips was a little bitter: "You are really useless. You can't even protect the people around you."

"Indeed." Su Yuan did not refute. He lowered the curtains and lit a cigarette for himself.

The phone rang at this time. Su Yuan knew who it was without looking and pressed the answer button directly.

"Good evening, Officer Feng."

"An Ning..." Feng Changchun's slightly tired voice came from the other end of the phone: "Give up, you have no way to escape. Tell me the truth. What is going on."

"I didn't kill the people, and I didn't plant the bomb." Su Yuan smiled slightly, "Will you believe me when I say this?"

"Believe it." Feng Changchun paused, "But it's useless for me to believe it alone. Everything must be based on evidence. You come down first and cooperate with our investigation."

He really believed it a little. If all this was really done by An Ning, why did he tell the police the location of the bomb?

This is a disguised way of helping them, but the method is a bit extreme.

"There is no time." Su Yuan said softly.

"What... what do you mean?" Feng Changchun had a vague ominous premonition, and he hurriedly said: "Don't be impulsive. If it doesn't work, I can be your hostage."

"Goodbye." Su Yuan said: "I advise you to run quickly, Officer Feng."

His hearing was extremely sensitive after being enhanced by Tianjuan. Even in a rainy day, he could still catch the footsteps coming from the corridor.

The special police have surrounded them.

Feng Changchun was stunned: "What do you want to do?"

"There is one thing, I didn't lie to you." Su Yuan said word by word: "There is really a bomb hidden in the building where I am... and I am ready to detonate it now."

"What...?" Feng Changchun's voice suddenly rose eight degrees, with a little panic: "Wait! Calm down first... Don't mess around!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Yuan hung up the phone directly.

After finishing the last puff of his cigarette, he waved to Chen Qian on the sofa, signaling her to come over.

Chen Qian obediently walked in front of him: "Brother Su Yuan..."

"I'm sorry." Su Yuan reached out and rubbed her head gently: "I'm leaving."

Chen Qian's body trembled slightly, as if she had a premonition of something, and her eyes were faintly red: "But, you haven't told me what happened yet."

"I don't want to tell you now." Su Yuan said softly, "I'll tell you next time."

"Okay... okay."

For some reason, Chen Qian felt that she wanted to cry more and more, but she still bit her lips tightly, trying not to let the tears flow down, and said in a slightly crying voice: "Brother Su Yuan, then... then you have to take care of yourself."

"...Okay." Su Yuan took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Goodbye, Xiao Qian."

A simple goodbye, life is like this, you never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident, and you don't always have the opportunity to say goodbye properly.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor. Su Yuan flipped his palm and a blue long sword appeared out of thin air.

"Magic...?"

Just as "Su Yuan" asked in confusion, his voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he looked down at the long sword that pierced his heart.

Su Yuan tightly grasped the handle of the knife, put his face close to "Su Yuan's" ear, and whispered: "Give the mouse hiding in the gutter a little shock."

Above the cloudy sky, a red light tore through the heavy clouds and enveloped the entire community.

On the ground, cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, widening and deepening, and gravel and dust flew.

The furniture shook violently, the walls began to crack, and the roof panels were torn apart by this invisible force. The fragments slowly rose into the air, as if they were gently lifted by an invisible big hand.

The police car parked downstairs was not spared either. The body of the car gradually left the ground, and the tires turned helplessly in the air.

The policemen in the car were terrified. They tried to open the door, but found that they had lost control of their bodies.

Whether it was objects or people, everything visible to the naked eye, at this moment, seemed to have lost gravity and slowly floated in the air.

The only exception was Su Yuan himself.

He held Chen Qian's ankle with one hand, raised his head, and looked at the scarlet full moon in the sky covered by heavy clouds.

Sure enough, I knew it very early, before the ghost appeared.

When did it start?

Or, when did I see my sister?

Eight years old? Nine years old?"I can't seem to remember clearly." Su Yuan murmured.

.......

It was raining heavily, and the wind was a little chilly.

In the ruins, a figure slowly walked out of the rain and stopped in front of Su Yuan.

"You did a good job, Su Yuan." He smiled.

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"Main Quest 3/4: "Duel", completed."

"Get the thank you gift for peace: "White Bianhua".

(Mandragora: Endless longing, letter from heaven.)

.......

"The final chapter "The Past" has been opened."

"Be a quiet listener."

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"Hello, your express delivery has arrived."

"Thank you, put it in the guard room, I will pick it up later. ”

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang got up from the bed, left the dormitory, and went to the school gate to pick up his express delivery.

Today is the weekend, and the campus is empty, as if he is the only one left.

He also wants to go home, but he is worried that his mechanical legs will scare his mother half to death, and he will not be able to explain it clearly, so he simply found an excuse to stay in school.

There is no one in the guard room now, and the school has not had security guards for a long time.

Zhang Yang found his express delivery, which is a box half a person's height. It is very heavy for ordinary people, but it is nothing for a second-level Tianjue.

Carrying the box back to the dormitory, Zhang Yang came to In front of the locker, he pulled off the lock on Qi Yinhong's locker.

It was full of snacks and good cigarettes.

In fact, Qi Yinhong didn't lack this little money, and he wasn't stingy, but he just thought it was fun.

He was happy to see that everyone wanted to eat but couldn't.

But since everyone became a favored person, this lock has become a decoration.

He took the package, opened it, and sat on the bed to start unpacking the express.

He tore open the carton with his bare hands, and the things inside were scattered all over the floor.

They were wooden signs.

Zhang Yang picked up a piece, took out a knife from his pocket, and carved it stroke by stroke.