After Ji Heng finished speaking, silence fell all around.
Before this, Wang Sansi had never dealt with Suer. He was almost thirty years old this year, and subconsciously began to wonder whether all contemporary young people had such broad and clear ideas.
However, because he had been immersed in the game for too long, he was unfortunately knocked out by the tide of the times.
"It's not too late to make a decision after contacting other players." Xia Zhi spoke to break the silence. She was injured now and couldn't help much, so it would be best if she could delay for half a day.
This dungeon is unique in that it doesn't just benefit everyone if one person clears it. The quest states that whoever obtains the stamp leading to Freetown will be able to leave the dungeon first. In other words, the rest of the group still has to fend for themselves.
Sur knew what she was thinking, but he didn't expose her. No matter how good a plan was, it was just a plan. Whether it could be executed would only be known after most of the players gathered.
Wang Sansi was very interested. He took out a booklet and started looking through the pages. He soon found the address of the newlyweds.
Su Er sighed: "Your information is more complete than the Lizhi Bureau."
Wang Sansi: "Most families in the town have come here to resolve disputes, and newly married couples also leave information and receive brochures."
I wrote down the address and handed it over. "Everyone will benefit if we succeed in seizing the coffin. I'm sure they won't refuse."
Before leaving, Suer suddenly glanced at Xia Zhi.
Understanding what he meant, Xia Zhi thought for a moment, "There are three players playing the role of victims of domestic violence. One died. The dungeon should be accepting new players today. I'll be in charge of contacting them."
Su Er was so focused on listening to her talk that he didn't pay attention to where he was walking that he accidentally tripped over the threshold. His body swayed back and forth several times, but fortunately he grabbed hold of the wall in time.
At this moment, the phone in the mediation room suddenly rang. Wang Sansi called Su Er, who was about to leave, and said, "Someone from the Governance Bureau asked us to come over."
"Government Bureau?"
Wang Sansi also felt strange: "They named us by name, and several of us were among them."
Su Er pointed at Ji Heng: "Including him?"
Wang Sansi nodded and said anxiously, "Could it be a trap? They want to catch them all in one fell swoop?"
Su Er looked at Ji Heng: "Are you going?"
Ji Heng: "Look at you."
Su Er thought about it and quickly made a decision: "Go."
Wang Sansi disagreed: "The risk factor is too high."
Soul: "If you really wanted to catch them all, you wouldn't have called."
Wang Sansi thought about it and felt that it made sense. The Administration Bureau could simply send someone to surround them privately and take them away in one go. Why would they need to politely notify them in advance?
Although they found many excuses to comfort themselves, they still felt uneasy. On the way to the Governance Bureau, each of them had different plans and basically did not talk to each other.
Most cases in remote towns are neighborhood disputes, so the bureau is lightly staffed and understaffed. The building's exterior wall peeled off years ago, leaving the impression, inside and out, that it's indifferent.
When they were almost there, Ji Heng's expression remained unchanged, but he stopped the few people who were still moving forward: "Something is wrong."
Wang Sansi was the most cautious of the group. He stopped immediately upon hearing this and said, "It's a little quiet."
Ji Heng: "It has nothing to do with An Jing."
Wang Sansi looked in the direction he was looking. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but after looking for a long time, he felt that the lines outside the building were blurred.
It is better to be safe than sorry. When they took another step forward, everyone was extremely vigilant.
As soon as I opened the door, a cold wind blew in my face, as if I had entered a large shopping mall.
Xia Zhi was walking at the back and shuddered. "Is it because of the air conditioning?"
Wang Sansi solves family disputes daily and frequently interacts with people from the Administrative Bureau. He said with certainty, "There's no air conditioning here."
The moment the door closed automatically, it was so quiet that the only sound was each other's breathing.
Xia Zhi was injured and couldn't help but back out: "Why don't we go back first?"
While speaking, he subconsciously looked at Sur. After all, they were the weakest among the two right now.
Suer's thoughts were bound to disappoint her: "Leaving might cause more trouble."
Although I don't know why the other party specifically asked them to come, there are so many people here now, so even if some dirty guys want to do something, they have to think carefully.
Stay together and never be alone, this is the law of survival.
Seeing that no one expressed their opinion, Xia Zhi stopped talking and followed the crowd forward, but continued to maintain his position at the end of the team.
The thermos on the desk was open, steaming, but there was no one around. Su Er walked over and picked up a document. He had only written half of the signature and the pen fell to the ground.
The picture presented by the entire Governance Bureau only gives people one impression: the staff here disappeared in an instant.
Bang!
The dull sound had not completely dissipated when someone pushed open the door and walked in quickly. Xia Zhi was so scared that he shuddered and became defensive.
Su Er is very experienced: "I've been saying this before: the middle of the team is the safest place."
The position at the end of the team is just as unreliable as the position at the head.
The man's uniform was loosely draped around him. He wasn't some monster or demon. He glanced at them impatiently and asked, "Reporting a crime?"
Sur lowered his posture and asked curiously, "Why is there no one here?"
The staff looked at them in surprise: "You don't know?"
There was no sign of doubt in Suer's eyes dissipating.
"No wonder... I was wondering why someone would come to report the crime at this time," the staff member curled his lips. "The Xu family's youngest son is back. For the past two years, there have been rumors that he was taken to Free Town. Now that he's back to visit his family, everyone in the town has come to watch."
Su Er: "Then you..."
Knowing what he wanted to ask, the staff member said indignantly: "The leader sent me back to guard the bureau, saying that the bureau must be staffed."
His resentment made him pull out his stool loudly before he sat down. The staff prepared a pen and paper. "What do you want to report?"
Su Er: "We didn't report it. Someone called and notified us to come."
The staff member frowned, saying they didn't know about this matter and had no way to investigate it now, so he compromised and said, "Why don't you come back later?"
Su Er just wanted to go out and see what was going on, so he nodded.
There were not many people on the street. It seemed that just as the staff said, the townspeople were all gathered in one place.
Suer noticed that before Ji Heng came out, he looked back at the Administration Bureau, wondering what he was thinking.
Noticing someone's gaze on him, Ji Heng suddenly raised his eyes to meet his, and asked in a low voice, "Did you smoke it?"
Su Er's eyelids jumped: "I'm not a pervert who sucks on everyone I meet."
Ji Heng listened to him telling lies calmly.
After a moment, Su Er sighed: "There is no Yin energy on the staff."
Ji Heng looked at him deeply and found that he had indeed inhaled.
Su Er turned his face away. It is easy to form a habit but difficult to change it. He has now gotten into the habit of taking a breath when he meets a suspicious person so that he can tell whether it is a ghost.
Wang Sansi: "I'll go back and look for the Xu family's address."
"No need." Ji Heng: "The town is not big, just walk around and find the place with the most noise."
He deliberately slowed down his pace along the way, letting his eyes linger on the surrounding flowers, plants and trees.
Xia Zhi sighed that he was indeed a big shot, as he still had the mind to enjoy the scenery at this time.
Su Er, however, understood that Ji Heng was not the type to do useless work, so he subconsciously followed along and observed. Suddenly, he kicked something without paying attention, lost his balance, and fell forward, bumping into Ji Heng's back.
Xia Zhi covered his mouth and joked, "This is the second time you almost fell today."
Suer frowned. He remembered clearly that there was no black stone on the road just now.
I squatted down and examined it carefully, confirming that it was just an ordinary stone.
If he couldn't see anything unusual, he could only ignore it for now. Sur was extremely careful as he walked. His experience during this time taught him that if he ran into bad luck in the game, he would be 'blessed' by the God of Misfortune for a long time.
When it comes to predicting certain things, Su Er is as accurate as Ji Heng and has never made a mistake.
"The youngest son of the Xu family..." Su Er suddenly stopped talking halfway through.
After a few seconds, Ji Heng didn't hear the rest of the conversation and asked calmly, "Why are you staring at me?"
Soul: "My neck is twisted."
"…"
Ji Heng stopped and saw Suer's distressed smile, and realized that he really couldn't turn around.
Ji Heng put his hand on his neck, twisted it slightly, and gave up: "It's not an ordinary sprain."
Now Sur could only stare at him motionlessly, without even blinking, and the scene was somewhat funny.
Su Er muttered, "Even you can't do anything?"
Ji Heng laughed: "No matter how good a doctor is, he still has to ask the patient about his feelings before treating him."
"It felt like there was a little devil on my shoulder, forcing my head to turn in one direction," Soule described.
"…"
After these words were spoken, Xia Zhi and Wang Sansi could not help but move a few steps away.
Ji Heng nodded: "Yes, I will take the initiative to find the cause of the disease."
Su Er's expression changed slightly. He just said it casually. Could it be that what he said really came true?
"It's not a ghost." Ji Heng stretched out his hand and grabbed it from a distance.
The posture is very cool.
But soon, Ji Heng changed direction and attacked again. Only then did Suer realize that the other party was not sure what the thing wrapped around him was, so he kept trying to test him again and again.
Sur did not sit there and wait for death. He tried to turn his head in another direction. Unexpectedly, he succeeded and his neck was free again.
The good times didn't last long, and soon the problem started again. My neck was tilted to the left before, but now it's tilted to the right.
Ji Heng's eyes became more serious. After helping him recover, he murmured, "It's not a ghost, more like a ball of air. We can only disperse it."
The question now is why this thing has to haunt Sur.
The street was not long, but the pace of progress was very slow. Ji Heng had to stop from time to time to help Suer disperse the air mass on his neck.
A long illness makes a doctor. After the sixth time, Su Er finally found a clue: "It has something to do with you."
Ji Heng stopped.
Soul: "Every time you twist, it's in the direction you're standing."
Xia Zhi couldn't help but ask, "Could it be a coincidence?"
Su Er moved his neck slightly to prove that it was no longer twisted. He looked at Ji Heng and said, "As long as I look at you actively, the air mass won't cling to me."
A rare look of surprise appeared on Ji Heng's face.
Soul: "Please go ahead so I can walk normally."
Ji Heng walked in front as he said.
Su Er found that it still didn't work, so he changed his mind and went around to the front of Ji Heng, walking backwards facing him.
"So that's how it is..." Soul came to a firm conclusion: "Not only do I have to look at you, I have to see part of your face."
Xia Zhi admitted he'd seen plenty of ghosts in dungeons, but this was the first time he'd heard of something this sinister. Wang San, however, was more thoughtful: "I'm afraid it's not a good idea to keep doing this. What if a ghost attacks and they're forced to move behind you, and you can't react quickly, wouldn't your neck have to twist 180 degrees?"
"…"