All squinting eyes are monsters.

Now, Yan Yurou really believed this sentence.

"Yan Yurou, don't be polite, just treat it as your own home." Mrs. Zhou took off her coat, tied her apron, and started to get busy. "Zhou, should you take your classmates to your room for a visit?"

From beginning to end, Yan Yurou just had the mentality of finishing work early and ending work early, and did not intend to have too much contact with the people here. However... even she herself did not expect that she was taken to Zhou's home in a daze.

"Ha? Why did I have to take her to visit my room?"

“Go———”

The mother ordered unquestionably.

Yan Yurou suddenly felt funny. Is this still the Zhou I knew outside?

Zhou, who noticed her subtle expression, glared at her fiercely and sighed without any energy, "Let's go, I'll take you to visit."

Including Mike's, this is the third boy's room that Yan Yurou entered. Zhou's room is very simple and clean, and it seems that he has been tidied up frequently. Like Mike, Lin Tianxiang and others... If no one helps to organize it, he will probably have nowhere to put it in.

Well, but that's good, at least that, there will be more time to spend with him.

At this time, Yan Yurou's eyes remained on the photos placed on Zhou's desk.

It was a photo of a father and a child.

"Your father..." Yan Yurou frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Reporter, what's wrong?" Zhou, who didn't notice Yan Yurou's expression, replied casually, "He was attracted by the strange events in the town like you. He fell in love with my mother at first sight, and then I... that bastard dad."

Just left.

"Is your father really a reporter?"

Zhou looked at Yan Yurou in confusion and found that her expression was unprecedentedly strange, "Is there any problem?"

Yan Yurou was still staring at the photo. Zhou found that her eyes were locked on the clothes her father was wearing. It was a black T-shirt with a pair of angel wings painted in silver patterns in the middle, and between them was an ancient sword.

"Your father is not a reporter, but an agent of our organization."

Zhou was stunned and hadn't come back to his senses for a long time.

From the mysterious origin and purpose of this girl, as well as her skills and cold eyes that were enough to freeze people, he was not surprised to say that she was an agent killer or something.

But his father was also an agent from the same organization as her, and he had been hiding it for so many years, and he really couldn't accept it.

"What kind of organization are you...?"

"I can tell you, but as a condition, you're going to give me the information you know about this town."

"Trade." Zhou leaned against the wall and nodded slightly. The reason why he agreed without hesitation was that he was still considering it. He felt that there was nothing wrong with using the intelligence of the town to exchange his father's true identity.

It is not certain, but it will be of great help to him in finding his missing father.

but……

"Your father and I are both from an international organization, hanging sword."

“It was set up to deal with supernatural events and unconventional crimes.”

"And the reason I came was that I was invited by the British Hanging Sword to come and help. As for your father... I have never seen him at the headquarters. He should be a local person, so I don't have any information about your father."

Although I had thought of this kind of thing, Zhou, who had a little expectation for it, was still a little sad.

"Well...at least I understand what you do."

"So, what about the clues I want?"

"You are really impatient..." Zhou shook his head helplessly, walked to the desk, took out a key from his pocket and opened a locked drawer. "These are some information left by his father before he disappeared, but please don't have too much hope."

As Zhou said, the information collected by his father is similar to that provided by Ivy and in the school library.

However, she still found two places worth paying attention to.

"Fear of the ancient god..."

This sentence is repeatedly mentioned in Zhou's father's notes.

The notes also mentioned that Zhou's father, a "reporter" named Zhou Haifeng, had searched the well in the town many times to throw the witch's descendants into. He believed that the well might be the key to the curse of the town and also opened the door to communicate with the ancient gods.

——Peeling into the abyss, the abyss will also peek at you.

"Maybe it will no longer exist as time goes by, but there will always be clues."

“…No progress, as if it does not exist in this world.”

Yan Yurou frowned. Zhou Haifeng obviously knew something. He was obsessed with finding the "Ancient God" to be the best Zhengming. But she couldn't understand. What is the myth made up by people?

Thinking limits people's imagination.

I remember when she was performing her mission for the first time, Lin Tianxiang said as her partner.

If you don’t understand, things without science do not mean they do not exist, but they just make things blurred when they cannot find a scientific basis.

If you see the essence through the surface of things, perhaps it is even simpler than science itself.

No matter how incredible the matter is placed in front of you, you can try to believe half of it first, which is more conducive to solving the mystery.

"Well, it's rude to disturb your thinking."

Zhou handed an old newspaper in his hand to Yan Yurou, "Since you are an expert in handling supernatural events, I wonder if you have ever seen this thing?"

This is a broken newspaper. Many of the words on it have become blurred. The yellowed newspaper has become soft due to the influence of the wet weather. Just a slight pinch will pierce a hole. Yan Yurou had to spread the newspaper carefully and read it.

Newspapers have been around for some time. From the perspective of layout, they do not look like the famous British "Times" or "Guardian", but more like they are published by their own newspapers in a rural town.

Although many places cannot be identified, Yan Yurou still sees that the newspaper was published by this small town itself.

In general, the release date of this newspaper is unknown and the content of the release is unknown.

"Why didn't you give it to me earlier?"

But it was such a newspaper that allowed Yan Yurou to find a breakthrough in this case.

"Uh... I just remembered it." Zhou noticed a hint of excitement in the girl's eyes and asked quickly, "Do you know something?"

Yan Yurou pointed to the only clearer part of the newspaper - a black and white picture.

"Ultimate flying objects were found over the town!"

Judging from the photos taken and the clear text in the article, the author should have accidentally photographed a figure that flashed over the town, suspected to be a human.

Maybe the photographer was in a very good position at that time, so the photos could be more clearly identified - it was a woman riding a broom.

But it is obvious that people in the town do not believe it, thinking that it is the newspaper or the author himself is making a falsification and leaving it alone.

"She is a witch."
Chapter completed!