In the quiet war room, everyone obviously had their own tasks. However, surprisingly, when the second hand entered the countdown to the last minute before zero, they all slowed down the movements at hand, absent-mindedly, as if waiting for something.
Tick tick tick...
Invisible time flows in people's ears.
"The first team led by Lord Fool has been out of contact for so long... Do you think it is possible that they have solved the problem now, but we don't know yet?"
In the corner, someone was whispering.
It has been a day since the first team lost contact, and the new team had just completed its assembly not long ago and did not even have time to go deep.
They have no way of imagining the situation ahead.
It's just their unconditional trust in the tribunal that makes them subconsciously believe that even if they encounter an accident, the Fool can still solve all problems effortlessly.
"I hope so..."
There were countless exchanges like this in every corner, and they disappeared completely until the sound of the door opening and closing outside was heard.
"Okay...ok...I understand."
Director Tao answered absentmindedly and stopped at the door frame. He waited until he hung up the phone completely before exhaling heavily.
"The General Administration is very angry about the fool's arbitrary opinions."
He sat down without looking away, as if speaking to the silent director of the Zishan Executive Bureau next to him, or saying to himself: "All seven seats expressed severe condemnation..."
"What's the result?"
The director of the Zishan Executive Bureau suddenly interrupted: "What's their answer? Should they send out rescue, wait for reinforcements, or stay put? They should have a formal answer."
Director Tao looked at the computer screen in front of him and was silent for a while: "The Seven Seats are discussing..."
Bang!
The middle-aged man gave up on himself and hit the desk with the bottom of his cup, got up and left without looking back.
"It's been one day! One day, and I can't give you any accurate information?! I'm still sitting here like a stone statue, waiting for these giant Buddhas to come..."
Director Tao shook his head as he listened to the sound that gradually faded away.
He felt the vibration of his phone and found that it was an unknown number. He hesitated for a while and then answered the call: "Hello?"
"Is this Director Tao from Donghai?"
"I am, may I ask you..."
"That's good, it means my positioning is correct."
beep.
The other party suddenly hung up the phone, leaving Director Tao confused. An even stranger thing happened at the same time. Director Zishan, who had slammed the door and left, unexpectedly came back again and calmly gave himself a cigarette.
.
"Introduce yourself."
"Director Zishan" said calmly: "My surname is Ye, and my name is Ye Sanqiu, but compared to my real name, you should know our names passed down from generation to generation better."
Director Tao's eyes widened suddenly.
"'Pope', it's a pleasure to meet you, Director Tao."
The Pope skillfully lit the cigarette and took a puff: "Today, the eight-seat meeting has become more of a formality than a process. You will not get any results until they decide the beneficiary of this matter.
"
"This is not the inaction of some of us. In fact, after losing the two virtues of "justice" and "frankness", the rules of parliament have become a toy of some people, and we are all firmly bound.
Together, everyone can hardly move forward."
"Don't be nervous, I just saw this guy scolding us from the bottom of his heart, scolding us so readily, so I reluctantly calmed down."
"This time I do not represent any force, only an individual. I am giving you informal guidance. Whether you listen or not is completely up to you."
The pope's voice was calm: "First, stop any investigation into Zishan, including Hades. Second, cancel the rescue of the Fool's team."
Director Tao turned his head in disbelief: "Give up...rescuing the Fool?"
"Is there any problem?"
The pope flicked the ashes of his cigarette: "Or do you think you can really save him? You take it too much for granted. This matter is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface. The file that suddenly appeared, not even me, can
Not even the slightest impression."
"Director Tao, there is no one named Shi Cheng in Zishan's scientific expedition team."
"You should understand what I mean, right?"
Seeing Director Tao's face change from confusion to horror, the Pope put out the cigarette butt: "Those information about Hades are not even what we have, so where did they come from? This is a question, but just
What do you think is hidden behind this question?"
"So, act according to your ability. Whether the fool is alive or dead, I will find a way to bring him back. As for you, just focus on the souls in the underworld. It's time for them to come out..."
After these words, there was no sound from the other party. Director Tao turned around and found that the Pope had left, leaving only Director Zishan with a blank look on his face.
"Director!"
The call from behind woke him up from the conversation. Director Tao stood up, walked quickly to the clerk, and said in a deep voice: "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Look! The weather messenger observations from the Hyacinth Weather Station show that there have been changes in the sky that we cannot observe!"
The clerk pointed at the picture on the screen, and saw that the entire East China Sea sky was like an ocean filled with ink, and the clouds were constantly changing, surging like waves with the direction of the wind.
"Director!"
Someone made a sound, and Director Tao jogged all the way to his side. He immediately saw the high-speed rail platform under the Donghai International Airport, and a car light pierced the darkness and approached.
"Isn't the high-speed train line closed..."
Halfway through his words, he realized that the train in front of him that was observed by the special device was not from any reality, but a special train from the Vision of the Dead.
呲——
Looking at the slowly opening car door on the screen, Director Tao seemed to hear a voice, watching the souls eagerly pouring out from inside, as if he felt the rising Yin Qi from the outside world, and dispersed in a flurry.
"Mark them immediately..."
He was about to give instructions when suddenly, he heard a boom in the screen! Another train came from behind, and then hit the rear of the previous train, knocking it to the side, and he was also high up
Throw it up!
If this hadn't happened in another horizon, it's hard to imagine how many casualties such a tragic accident would have caused.
Director Tao could only watch blankly as one train after another kept crashing into it like headless flies, destroying the scene over and over again...
In the light of the fire, countless souls crawled out of the ruins, like evil ghosts from hell coming back to the world, chasing the unfinished business of their lives and rushing to every corner of the city.
"Director!"
The door was pushed open, and an operator hurriedly ran over: "I received news from the police station. They received a large number of reports about supernatural events! Residents in high-rise buildings heard knocking on windows, and they also said that someone was grinding their teeth under their beds..."
"Director! A murder occurred in the east of the city. Our people have arrived. It can be concluded that the case was caused by supernatural beings. The deceased may have had a lot of trouble with the murderer before his death. It is an entity formed by relying on Yin energy to kill people.
Choked to death..."
"Director..."
Director Tao's eyes widened, as if his brain was shutting down.
It was at this moment that he finally understood what the Pope meant when he said, "It's time for them to come out too."
Obviously, great changes have taken place in Hades.
Fool, you have failed!
The real Tomb-Sweeping Day has just begun!
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