In the end, Jian Hui did not go to the raw meat stall area on the grounds that he could be sensed by the strange talk even while sitting in the control room. Instead, he pretended to be deep, lowered his head, and fell into deep thought.

It will soon be 12 noon, which is the time when the strange stories begin.

Before Wei An and his mother arrived, selected participants had already arrived one step ahead and gathered one after another in the direction of the raw meat stall.

Wei An held her mother's hand and felt that her palm was a little cold, so she held it tightly and said, "Mom, don't worry, I will always be with you."

Wen Qiong nodded and said nothing.

The two quickly arrived at the raw meat stall area. Because this area was blocked, warning signs were erected outside, and it was isolated by temporary wooden boards, so no other pedestrians came.

After Wei An and Wen Qiong bypassed the separation board and entered the raw meat stall area, they found that five people were already standing here.

There were men and women, young people and older people, and all of them looked nervous.

However, at a glance, it seemed that among the people present, only Wen Qiong was the oldest. The other person was a bald man who looked to be about forty-five years old.

Except for Wei An, everyone was wearing sports and casual clothes. It may have been a warning from the administration in advance. This kind of clothing will be more convenient for activities in the ghost story and allow participants to run faster when encountering danger.

Wen Qiong also wore casual clothes and walking shoes.

When other people saw the mother and son, they all cast strange glances, because Wei An and Wen Qiong were obviously familiar with each other, and the two of them were unlucky enough to be selected by the ghost story together.

It's just that they only saw Wen Qiong in the previous two times at the management office, and she must have been accompanied by her husband at the time. This was the first time they saw Wei An.

Looking at the outline of Wei An's facial features, some people have already guessed that he and Wen Qiong must be related.

Wei An was also looking at these people.

These five people were divided into four men and one woman. Although they were standing together now, they probably didn't know each other before.

Except for the bald man, the other three men are all younger. One is slightly shorter but has a strong body, the other is of medium height and has an ordinary appearance, and the third one looks younger and more handsome.

As for the woman who was not very beautiful, she was slightly above average. After seeing Wen Qiong, she immediately waved to her.

In such dangerous situations, women seem to instinctively get closer to each other.

Wen Qiong also waved to her and lowered her voice and said to Wei An: "The girl's name is Qiao Rongrong. She is 22 years old and is not married yet."

"Mom..." Wei An was speechless. "In this case, you should think more about how to survive in the ghost story later. By the way, just say that I am your son, but don't say whether I will enter the ghost story."

Wen Qiong nodded and introduced these people to Wei An first, and Wei An secretly remembered them.

"Didn't you say that there was another participant who was hiding and yet to be found? What happened next?" Wei An asked.

Wen Qiong said: "We still haven't found it. The administration has searched all the relatives and friends of that person, and we have searched everywhere we can, but we still can't find him."

The mother and daughter did not approach at this time, but stood three meters away from the others, talking quietly.

The bald man Hao Jiannan said to them: "The administration has told us to stick together. It is best not to act alone. You should come over and join us."

Wei An and Wen Qiong walked over without saying anything.

After some introduction, the others didn't know the real purpose of Wei An's visit. They just kept looking at their watches. Everyone's focus was the same. The strange story was about to begin.

"Everyone, remember, it is best to gather together, the chance of survival will increase, fighting alone will lead to death!" Hao Jiannan struggled to look away from his watch.

Wei An found that everyone of them was wearing a watch, including his mother, but he was still the same as the previous two times, just with a mobile phone.

Twelve noon is approaching.

Everyone who was talking fell silent.

At this time, Meng Yibo's voice suddenly came from the headphones Wei An was wearing: "Wei An, the time is almost up, how is the situation over there?"

Maintenance pretended to be talking to the mother beside him and said softly: "Everything is normal."

"Are you coming to the monitoring room now?" Meng Yibo asked.

"No." Wei An's words were concise and to the point.

Meng Yibo continued to ask: "By the way, you didn't say in this report whether you activated your profession after experiencing the second ghost story. Do you have a special profession now?"

"10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds..."

Wei An didn't seem to hear, he just held his mother's arm tightly and stared at the time on Wen Qiong's wrist.

And his wrist was also unconsciously held tightly by the nervous Wen Qiong, so hard that the scratches were already white.

"Wei An, did you hear what I said?" Meng Yibo asked quickly on the other end of the call.

"4 seconds, 3 seconds, 2 seconds..."

"Activated."

Two seconds before twelve o'clock at noon, Wei An finally spoke.

Meng Yibo was stunned for a moment, then heard his assistant Wang Zhen say: "It's time."

The next second, the seven people standing together in the closed meat stall area disappeared in an instant.

At the same moment as Wang Zhen spoke, investigator Jian Hui, who was sitting in the corner and exuding a cold and aloof atmosphere, suddenly showed a strange expression.

"ah!"

He only had time to curse out "f*ck" before the whole person disappeared without a trace.

"Gone, all gone!"

Some people looked at the monitor screen and screamed in surprise, while others stared at the corner of the monitoring room where Jian Hui was sitting just now and screamed.

Jian Hui's assistant covered his mouth in surprise. It took him a long time to react and said softly: "Brother Hui's strength has increased again! As he said, he can sense it from such a distance!"

"Niubi!" The others finally reacted and couldn't help but admire Jian Hui's ability.

Meng Yibo tried his best to keep his eyes open and stared at the deserted area on the screen, making sure that he did not see Wei An.

In other words, Wei An also entered the ghost story with others, and he succeeded because he had inspired a special profession before that, which increased the chance of entering the ghost story.

"This kid didn't even write it into the report?!" Meng Yibo muttered to himself.

However, he also understood Wei An's behavior very well. After all, one of the people involved in the ghost story this time was his mother. Wei An wanted to protect Wen Qiong's life desperately. This matter was bigger than the sky, and I'm afraid no one could stop it.

On second thought, fortunately, this time there is an experienced investigator Jian Hui who cares about the masses and regardless of personal safety, has also entered this higher-level selected ghost story, so he should be able to rescue some people, plus the maintenance

An has experienced two ghost stories and is afraid that more people will be rescued by them.

When he thought of this, Meng Yibo rubbed his hands and felt confident.

Moreover, as soon as the time for the ghost talk arrived, Wei An felt his eyes become dazzled. He couldn't help but feel happy, knowing that there was a high possibility that he had also been sucked into the ghost talk.

His mother was still holding him by his side, and her hands were very strong, but Wei An couldn't feel the pain at all because he was so happy.

If he can follow her in, he will do everything he can to protect his mother.

At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly rang in his ears, and everyone was so frightened that their bodies trembled.
Chapter completed!