Fairyland, Big Problem

Go down from the special elevator to the underground space of the SWAT team, where some evil spirits are imprisoned.

Qian Axiong's level is not enough to enter the dungeon area. In front of Wen Jiu are Mai Yuqiang and two SWAT police officers he doesn't know.

Mai Yuqiang introduced that in the echelon of evil things, the limit is imprisoned to the level of relatively weak evil spirits, and the evil spirits above are not imprisoned.

Walking in the metal-style aisle, the walls are solid.

It wasn't until Mai Yuqiang stopped and a metal wall opened that Wen Jiu realized that the current location was not a pure passage, but a hidden compartment.

The layout of the room is similar to that of an interrogation room in a prison. Humans and evil objects are separated, and the partition is changed from tempered glass to a transparent material with an enchantment.

In the isolation room on the opposite side, a mass of half-folded black umbrella-shaped material was bound by strips of paper tape filled with incantations. Intuitively, the paper tape was light and thin, but it played the role of chains and shackles.

Grabbing the walkie-talkie, Mai Yu called out the name of the SWAT police forcefully, and a struggling face appeared on the surface of the umbrella-shaped material, like a victim sinking into a swamp.

The two sides of the barrier were insulated from each other, Mai Yuqiang picked up the microphone, and the sound was transmitted to the opposite side through the device.

"Hold on, you are the team leader of our SWAT team! First-class SWAT! Keep clear and tell the evil situation you encountered."

Similar requirements have been mentioned by Mai Yuqiang and other senior officers of the SWAT team. The face of the person who is about to be swallowed by the evil nature is only twitching his lips, his eyelids are shaking hard, and he can't open it.

Wen Jiu heard the basic situation of this person on the way here.

The sensor piles on the outskirts of Changle City recorded a strong smell of evil.

The loss of human nature does not mean that the evil things have no intelligence. They know the uniforms and signs of the SWAT team. In order to avoid scare the snakes, there are often only one or two SWAT officers pretending to be passers-by in the follow-up search.

Before the first-class SWAT officer was killed, he only had time to send a signal for help. When his companion arrived, the evil spirit had already finished eating his body and left, leaving behind the remnant soul of the SWAT officer eroded by evil.

The SWAT team did not know the type and attack method of the evil spirits, and wanted to find out from the SWAT.

As you can see, he can respond to the call of his companions by struggling with his face, but he cannot answer.

"Mr. Wen, is there anything you can do?"

Wen Jiu was secretly depressed. In order to wait for the decoration of the lounge, he was late for an hour. Fortunately, the other party was able to reluctantly respond.

"I know you must have a wish. At least I can make you feel more comfortable before you leave."

The face on the surface of the evil object swayed up and down slightly, to the effect of nodding.

The commission is fulfilled.

There is a feeling in my heart. Every time I get a commission, there is a warm flow in my heart. Later, I found out that the warmth comes from the feathers of the new moon.

A white translucent substance is generated, which contrasts sharply with the dark variegated evil.

The image of Sweet Dream is...a cute little girl with innocent eyes blinking.

"Leader Mai, does this Dark Slayer have a daughter?"

"God!" Mai Yuqiang was shocked, "You are a fortune teller, right?"

"Oh, don't talk too much, let my daughter..."

Halfway through speaking, Wen Jiu's voice got stuck in his throat.

The little girl in the image of the beautiful dream looked about the same age as Zhang Anning. It was too cruel to ask her to call out her demonized father.

"Mr. Wen, we have tried something similar..."

Mai Yuqiang didn't have the heart to let the Dark Slayer's little daughter come into contact with her, only her parents knew.

The call of the parents and the recording of the innocent inquiry on the daughter's phone have been heard by the Dark Slayer. They do not have much blocking effect on evil erosion, and the effect is similar to that of the teammates' call.

"Um…"

Wen Jiu lowered his head and thought, even if he brought the other party's daughter, he couldn't open his eyes, and he couldn't reach the passing line for the image of a beautiful dream.

No!

How could the image of Sweet Dream be a daughter?

When the family has a daughter, the dream will come true, and the image of the dream will disappear.

"Leader Mai... I would like to ask, the wife of the Dark Slayer..."

"I can't get my wife. His lover died in a car accident five years ago."

"No, I want to ask when he and his wife met?"

Although he was very confused about Wen Jiu's question, Mai Yuqiang still replied directly, "He and his lover are childhood sweethearts, neighbors since childhood."

Sure enough.

In the dream image of the SWAT team, the little girl is not her daughter, but her childhood wife.

"Is there a way to get his wife's... recordings or something?"

The other party couldn't open his eyes, and it was pointless to take his wife's photo.

"Yes, his wife used to be a famous singer."

Mai Yuqiang quickly asked his cronies to download the corresponding songs, and the music was conveyed to the room opposite the enchantment through the microphone.

The Dark Slayer, who was about to be swallowed by the evil nature, reacted violently, making a dull hissing sound as if he was about to speak.

Mai Yuqiang quickly grabbed the microphone, "What kind of monster killed you?!"

The chaotic shouts of "woohooahah" were sent back through the radio equipment in the opposite room, without a half decent word.

"Not yet."

The image of the dream still exists, and the little girl's posture has changed. She holds up the face of the Dark Slayer, and turns her head to look at Wen Jiu for help.

With the prompt of the special attack value and special defense value, the image of the dream that Wen Jiu saw became more and more vivid.

"not enough."

"Mr. Wen, what is enough?"

"The songs circulating on the market are not close relatives enough. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Wen Jiu made a judgment, "He loves his wife so much, does he have..."

"Go get his cell phone!"

The Dark Slayer sacrificed. Before investigating the situation, the leftovers are clues and have not been returned to relatives.

In the hidden drawers on the side of the room, the corresponding objects are stored independently in plastic bags.

Mai Yuqiang quickly tore open the bag, "I remember some, he has a cappella recording of his wife's singing practice at home in his mobile phone, and it happened to record the two people's discussion of the song."

"Let it go!"

Wen Jiu was a little anxious, the face on the umbrella-shaped evil spirit was struggling and weakened, and he was about to fall into the abyss of evil.

"Fortunately, there is still 1% of the battery!"

Found more than ten sets of recordings, Mai Yuqiang played one of them at random and put on the microphone.

There is no accompaniment, and a female voice with a low pitch came out.

Even if it is the bass part, even if the sound quality of the mobile phone is limited, the singing can still feel clean and ethereal.

"Uh uh uh-"

"Uh-, Xiao Sui!"

The clear nickname shouted, and the members of the special police team and Wen Jiu on the side of the enchantment were refreshed.

"I'm Mai Yuqiang, tell me quickly, what evil harmed you, we'll take revenge for you!"

"Mai... Team leader Mai."

The throat is like a broken blast furnace, and the noise is dense.

"Team leader, the... evil spirit in the form of an octopus...will become, become our heart...beloved! Ah!"

In the end, there was a scream of pain, and the face was completely dragged into the evil swamp.

In the image of a sweet dream, the childhood wife of the childhood sweetheart smiled faintly at the opposite side of the barrier, and kissed her lover's blue-purple lips before the face disappeared.

1% of the battery was exhausted, the singing stopped abruptly, and the couple who accompanied them finally left together...