Chapter 293

Eighty one took a comfortable bath.

He didn't wipe his body. He came out of the bathroom naked. He was still dripping with water beads.

The two bodies on the ground had already lost their temperature.

Suddenly.

Eighty one frowned and his wrist shook. He put the hammer on his shoulder.

In the living room.

A man and a woman were reclining on the sofa, sleeping soundly and breathing weakly.

Eighty one looked around vigilantly, but he didn't find anything unusual.

"Sleeping trough? Why did you sleep?"

81 shook them up with force, smiled and scolded.

Seventy three and fifty-six opened their eyes vaguely.

At the moment of opening their eyes, a trace of murderous spirit flashed in their eyes, and they reached out to 81 at the same time.

PA, PA.

"It's me."

81 reluctantly patted off their outstretched hands.

Fifty six and seventy-three looked at each other and saw a trace of surprise in each other's eyes.

"Why did we... Fall asleep?"

Seventy three asked.

He shook his head slowly.

Eighty one took out a clean dress and put it on. He said, "who knows? You didn't dare to sleep last night. Maybe you're too tired. Speaking of it, I've been tossing around for a long time and I'm a little sleepy."

With that, 81 yawned and looked very sleepy.

you bet.

Because they were worried about what happened in the trial practice last night, the three of them squatted together and took turns on duty. They didn't sleep well and looked in poor spirits.

Seventy three turn your head.

Looking at the dirty things thrown around by 81, he didn't hide his disgust.

Eighty one smiled: "this is a good thing, seventy-three. You won't know if you haven't tried."

"Tired of living?" Seventy three asked in a cold voice, turned his palm, and the military thorn appeared in his hand.

"Enough." Fifty six held down the murderous seventy-three and said helplessly, "now is not the time to joke. Seventy-three, eighty-one, put your things away."

"Hum." Seventy three people snorted coldly, their killing intention restrained, and the general stabbed away.

Eighty one put on his clothes with a smile. He didn't seem to care about the killing intention of his teammates just now.

"What about the woman who ran out?"

"What's the matter? Didn't you stop it?"

Eighty one laughed: "kill them all if it's a big deal. It's really not difficult for this town at present."

Speaking of tasks.

Fifty six's expression suddenly coagulated. The gloomy light in his eyes flashed and whispered, "it's not difficult? Hehe, 81, if it's really not difficult, why haven't we completed the main task? Obviously, the 'green' is dead."

73 silently, the general stabbed from his right hand to his left hand, silent.

Eighty one was speechless.

Right now.

Seventy three raised her chin slightly. She remembered the scene of confrontation with two other apostles on TV.

She remembered the look in the eyes of the man who seemed ordinary when facing the three of them.

She thought carefully that there was no fear, anger or anger in the man's eyes at that time.

More like... Regret?

Sorry for what?

That sentence "forget it", at that time, 73 also thought that the man chose to give up because of helplessness.

But in retrospect, it doesn't seem so simple.

"That man."

Seventy three suddenly said.

Hearing the speech, he frowned and asked, "who?"

"In the TV station, the man seems to know something."

Seventy three said his speculation without concealing it.

There was complete silence.

Eighty one Hey hey, a smile, this smile, like the sunshine in July, is so hot.

I saw him on his shoulder. The huge hammer turned around and said, "go and ask, and you'll know."

meanwhile.

Green town.

"Demons... They... Are demons..."

The girl panicked and stumbled on the road.

In her mind, the terrible picture, like a nightmare, waved in her mind.

The three people, the ugly organs, the cold smile and the bloodthirsty expression, twisted wildly in the girl's brain and gradually evolved into three ugly monsters.

In this scenario, parents are abused to death. No matter who is concerned, it is a tragic scene that is enough to destroy the mind. What's more, she is just a girl who has not been deeply involved in the world.

The girl runs slower and slower.

Somehow, the more she was afraid, the more afraid she was, the heavier her eyelids became.

"So sleepy..."

"How sleepy..."

"How terrible..."

"They are demons..."

"Devil..."

The girl suddenly fell to the side of the road.

fell asleep.

……

……

Erin walked to the edge of the town.

In the sky, outside the town, the whole world seems to be immersed in fog like substance.

It's like this town is completely isolated from the outside world because of the strange fog.

Yilin gazed at the thick fog and rushed into it without any hesitation.

Judy once said that there was no special tourist line in green town.

So what happened to the bus when they came?

Yilin was silent.

I don't know how long it took.

The sky gradually darkened.

He turned back and walked the way he had come.

There was no one else on the road.

Yilin comes to the square.

"Huh?"

Yilin noticed that the old clock on the square also had a lucky totem like a bat.

The totem is called "green".

It seems that the whole town is turning around green.

Green town.

Green totem.

The host named "green".

Green sacrifice.

Their main mission... To kill green.

Who's green?

Or is it just a name?

So who should they kill in the mission?

Yilin bowed his head and stroked the initial hint of the task over and over in his brain, daring not to miss anything.

This initial task tip seems to be more concise than ever.

At first glance, there are not many oddities.

But just because there isn't too much eccentricity, it seems even more eccentricity.

When thinking.

Yilin's eyes were frozen.

He slowly reached out and rubbed the old clock.

"Is it an illusion? Or is the clock broken?"

Right now.

Far away.

A girl in a white dress stumbled towards this side.

There was no one around. The girl suddenly appeared in the distance, which seemed very abrupt in Yilin's eyes.

It's like a little thick ink on white paper or a little bright red on a little angel. It's hard for people not to notice.

Yilin raised his vigilance and walked forward. He found that the girl's footsteps were messy, her eyes were empty, and she lost her focus.

"Uncle, uncle, Uncle..."

Just when Yilin was ready to come forward and find out.

Suddenly a familiar and strange voice came to my ears.

Miso.

Irene opened her eyes again.

At the moment of opening his eyes, Yi Lin's eyes floated a trace of confusion, but it soon became clear.

Alan leaned over, timidly stretched out his hand and shook a few times in front of Yilin: "uncle, how did you... Fall asleep?"

"I fell asleep? When?"

Yilin looked surprised and asked.

"When Alan painted."

Painting?

Yilin now has a feeling of memory fragments after a hangover.

Normally speaking, his spiritual attribute is so high that this should not happen.

Yilin tried to recall the incident.

He looked at the picture on the table.

It's still a three person line with unspeakable painting skills, a big head mother and a small head son, and a faceless father.

"By the way, Alan, why do you say he's green?"

Yilin pointed to the Faceless Man in the crayon and asked calmly.

Alan thought for a moment. He didn't want to say so much to the stranger in front of him.

But who made him appreciate Alan's paintings?

Those who know how to appreciate Alan's paintings should not be bad people.

Alan thought of this. His fingers loosened the crayon a little, his eyebrows stretched out and said, "Judy said, I don't have a father. If I have one, it can only be green."

"Why green?"

"Because green is a symbol of luck. Everyone in town knows green."

"You mean green, the one on TV?"

Alan shook his head. "It's not this green. He's a fake green."

"So, where is the real green?"

"Alan doesn't know."

Alan shook his head again. He carefully put the painting away, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "when Judy comes back, let her see. Alan's painting has improved again."

Boy, you might be disappointed.

Yilin said silently in his heart.

Putting the clues of the main task on a child, he really thinks too much.

But he always felt something was wrong.

"Eh?"

Xing Fei just woke up and came down from upstairs.

After looking for a long time, he finally found Yilin in Judy's house.

And Alan.

And the door is unlocked.

Xing Fei rubbed his bleary eyes, glanced at the picture on the table inadvertently, raised his thumb and said casually, "who painted this picture? These three vegetables are OK! They are very vivid."

Vegetables and seedlings?

Yi Lin: "

Alan flattened his mouth and cried in an instant.

Cry loudly.

Xing Fei looked confused and forced: "what's the matter? Did I say something wrong?"

Yilin sighed and patted Xing Fei on the shoulder: "I reasonably speculate that you must not be married... Well, no, you must not have made a girlfriend."

Xing Fei was stunned when he heard the speech: "how can you see it? Is it so obvious?"

Yilin shook his head and looked at Xing Fei. He looked at you pitifully and didn't explain any more.

At last it was evening.

Judy hasn't come back yet.

Alan was tired of crying, but he make complaints about the painting that he was tucking into "vegetable seedlings". He simply ate some food and then fell asleep on the bed.

Until later, Xing Fei vaguely understood Allen's reason for crying.

I don't blame him!

At this glance, it really looks like a vegetable seedling!

But that's not the point.

They came to have a cruel trial practice, but they didn't come in specially to coax the children. It's all right to cry.

Xing Fei held his breath and dared not breathe. He seemed afraid of disturbing something.

Yilin quietly looked out of the window and waited for the change of the town.

According to Judy, strange things happen at night during the seven days of the Green Festival.

No matter what strange thing it is, it will happen.

Both are waiting.

Until late at night.

Da, Da, Da, Da, Da.

In the silent Hotel, strange footsteps sounded out of thin air from somewhere in the hotel.

In the hotel, Judy didn't return for the night tour.

Alan fell asleep.

Yilin and Xing Fei are on the third floor.

There was no sound of opening the door.

But the footsteps seemed to appear in the hotel without any sign. When they heard the footsteps clearly, the existence of the sound was already under their feet.

"Coming!"

Xing Fei and Yi Lin looked at each other.

They have no nonsense.

Yilin quietly pushed open the door, followed the direction of footsteps and quietly went downstairs.

In the dark.

Xing Fei stared at Judy's room.

Da, Da, Da.

Footsteps suddenly stopped inside, motionless, and no more movement was caused.

Yilin lowered his head and turned his hands. The knife was already in his hand. The meaning was self-evident.

Xing Fei was not vague. He didn't hide and tuck in. He directly put on the pure white gloves with the texture engraved on the back.

Two people entered the house.

Yilin opened the door and completely integrated into the darkness.

After completely letting go of the perception, Yilin soon found the source of the footsteps and sneaked directly towards Allen's room.

At the moment when Yilin passed Xing Fei, Xing Fei was startled.

Clearly, Yilin was on his side, but Xing Fei didn't come back until Yilin completely passed by. At that moment, Yilin gave him a feeling like a ghost, and he could hardly detect the trace of his existence.

Obviously, he always knew that Irene was nearby.

But Xing Fei unconsciously ignored the existence of Yilin.

"What a terrible agile apostle. Is he good at assassination? Good and insidious."

Xing Fei silently speculated about Yi Lin's ability.

Erin moved softly and unscrewed Allen's door.

——No lock.

Xing Fei stretched out his head from the crack in the door.

A man, with his back to the door and his face to Allen, bowed his head in silence by AI Lu's bed.

Although it's just a back, it looks like a middle-aged man. He was wearing a white washed old flower shirt, loose brown trousers on his lower body, and a pair of old decolorized but clean leather shoes on his feet.

Suddenly.

The man seemed to notice the movement behind him.

He turned his head sharply.

At the moment when the man turned his head, Xing Fei was so frightened that he directly pushed the door open. His scalp was numb and his back was cold. For a moment, he was so frightened that he couldn't move at all. It seemed that he was frozen in place and couldn't move.

"Oh."

Yilin smiled.

I don't blame Xing Fei for being scared like this.

Because of that man——

No face!