Seeing these people who were destined to be affected by the Shadow of the Blood Forest and even have permanent mental problems, Donnie made a detour into the Goering district of Tails.

The scenery on the street is much the same as in other cities, and since getting close to the city, Downey felt like he was about to lose his walk.

This is not a false delusion, but a message that Donnie's body gives him.

Donnie already had injuries on his body, and now the situation is even more serious, and he must recuperate for a while.

"It seems that I can only stay in this city for a while, and when my injuries have recovered a bit, I will go to the City of Angels."

Donnie thought to himself, still leaving the flint city not far next door to Tails.

Yes, Tails was close to Flint City, but Downey completely gave up on the idea of going back and seeing.

And Donnie doesn't plan to go to the local gathering place of extraordinary people this time, he just wants to quietly make a wave.

But whether he can achieve his goal, Donnie doesn't know in his heart.

Given that he would be living in the city for a week or two, Downey chose a hostel as a place to stay, but instead looked for a short-term rental apartment.

After making the call, the real estate agent quickly appeared in front of Donnie with a bunch of large keys.

This is a young man, probably just graduated from school, and judging by the information obtained by the general eye, this is an ordinary person, but the spirit is a little anxious.

Downey relented and pretended to be a painter who traveled throughout the Commonwealth.

In fact, Downey's painting skills are very good, if someone is willing to praise him or meet those who hype up the art, his paintings can be hung in famous galleries, or even open their own art exhibitions.

However, compared to the otherworld, the importance of painting is obviously on the back burner.

In fact, it's been a long time since Downey picked up a paintbrush.

"Tsk, good job, not like I had to work miserably after graduation," said the young agent, leading Donnie to a red-brick apartment.

The apartment has a retro 'hill top', and the roots of plants such as creepers still stubbornly lie on the walls during the season, blocking out the light.

"If it's a short-term rental, I recommend it, it's only ten pounds for two weeks, although the price is not low, but the surroundings are good, next to the park, and it's also suitable for picking."

Donnie followed him upstairs and into a room with an attic.

Donnie looked around, but didn't see anything wrong.

There was no sign of a spirit or spirit creature here, and if Donnie would have actively pursued these things at first, now... Donnie stayed away from them.

At least until healed from his injuries and made a crucial breakthrough in his strength, Donnie didn't want to get tangled up with the weirdos.

"Okay, that's it." Donnie looked like he was talking.

The young man on the opposite side was just about to say something, and a howling cry suddenly sounded from next door.

The young man scratched his head, obviously not expecting this to happen.

Donnie listened to the crying from next door, and said with some amusement: "It seems that the sound insulation here is not very good." ”

The young man blushed, and actually left Donnie and ran directly to the next door.

However, before he could say a few words, Donnie, who was standing by the door, saw him bow and apologize to the people inside the door, and then turned and ran back.

"I'm really sorry, the man next door has an accident and is now being treated in the Tails insane asylum..."After saying that, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Can anyone else rent a house here?

Just when he was a little disappointed and was about to take Donnie somewhere else, Donnie stopped him.

"Tell me what's going on, and then we can settle here."

Downey hadn't listened to what they had to say just now, thinking about his own thoughts, but now that he mentioned the madhouse, Downey thought of the group of people who rushed to the train and turned over to the location last night.

It's a little strange for young people, but it's always good not to run more.

"I don't know the specifics, it seems that there was an accident on a train, and the man next door is a police officer, who participated in the investigation yesterday, and was sent to a mental pathology today."

As soon as he said this, Donnie was immediately sure that something had really happened to those people.

Originally, Donnie thought that there were extraordinary people among those people, who might be able to block the infection left behind by the shadow of the blood forest and prevent ordinary people from being invaded, but now it seems that he is thinking too much.

Ten minutes later, the young man handed Donnie a brass key and left happily, as for the train overturning, what did that have to do with him?

"I didn't expect this matter to spread, I hope nothing big will happen in Tails City."

Downey thought to himself, put his things in the house, and left with his empty backpack to buy a newspaper outside.

Glancing at the cover, Donnie knew it in his heart.

None of the people in the car should have survived except for him and Anta, and even the descendants of the Losolon family have a high probability of dying in the car.

The people who rushed to investigate and rescue also had an accident, and a large group of people were all admitted to the hospital.

The Federation claimed that they had inhaled some kind of toxic gas from the accident, and the Shadow of the Blood Forest naturally did not say a word.

"Sure enough, it's the usual style of the Federation!" Downey was about to throw away the newspaper when the old man of the newsstand, the stall owner, suddenly came over mysteriously and said, "Do you really believe those people?" ”

"What did you say?" Donnie looked at the old man in front of him, very ordinary, without the slightest supernatural strength.

"I said I had a newspaper here with the truth about yesterday's train accident, do you want to read it?"

Downey suddenly felt a little funny, he didn't expect that he could meet anything.

In the case of yesterday's incident, no one can tell the truth.

Even Donnie himself could not produce objective evidence.

However, Downey didn't mind reading the tabloid to pass the time, so he nodded and asked the newsstand old man to take another newspaper out.

Glancing at the cover, Donnie's expression froze.

The entire front page is filled with a black-and-white image, representing the darkness of the night, which has been erased from its proper color, and the grayish mist forms the shadow of a giant tree made of countless limbs.

"How is this possible?!" Donnie's face became more and more ugly, and he didn't expect that the shadow of the Blood Forest would be photographed and published in a newspaper that ordinary people could see.

"It shouldn't be like this!" Downey knew very well that an ordinary camera could not preserve the Shadow of the Blood Forest at all, and even if someone took a picture, he would not get anything.

But the reality is here.,This can only show that someone used a high-level strange thing to get the scene at that time.。。

It's just that Donnie couldn't figure out why the man had posted the picture so that everyone could see it.

"Doesn't he know that even a photograph can cause an abnormality/distortion in ordinary people?"