The three of them summed up their experiences in the past few days, and ruled out that the current situation was not due to their own problems, and the hallucinations would not produce such a real experience.

Wang Yiyou has thought about whether this is a fantasy world created artificially, as far as the current level of human science and technology is far from reaching this level, if it is an alien conspiracy, it seems a little ethereal, as for the ghosts and gods, it is really hard to believe.

Suddenly remembered the professor who died in the fire before, when the boss solved the secret of the birth of life, so that the professor's membership in the terrorist organization was exposed, the matter was not ended because the terrorist organization's actions were broken, and three months later, I received a strange videotape, could it be that there are really ghosts in this world?

The whereabouts of the disappeared humans must be traced, and those who cannot be contacted may have been affected by the evaporation event. However, Zhang Tai believes that the most important thing now is to control the high-risk buildings that have gone out of control, and invites Wang Yi and Mi Xue, hoping that they can join the salvation team established with Ma Yuanliang.

Michelle sat on the bed and listened quietly to their conversation, feeling that danger was everywhere, and those wandering ghosts, I didn't know what the hell they were.

Wang Yi walked around the house thoughtfully, knowing a little bit about high-tech and understanding the dangers, but he wanted to go to the book that the boss said to understand the truth of the matter.

Zhang Tai finished saying everything he had to say, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and changed out of his soaked clothes.

The room became extraordinarily quiet, everyone had their own thoughts, they were silent, everyone was acquainted for the first time, and the heart of harm could not be prevented, and it took some time to buffer in order to understand.

Ma Yuanliang, who walked out of the room at the beginning, had already gone downstairs and looked around in the hall on the first floor, with a red eyepiece on his head, a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his face looked extremely grim.

Took out a piece of rune paper from his backpack, lit it with a lighter, shook it around with the burning rune paper, and saw those things quickly dodge, indicating that they could not pose a danger to people, and leisurely lit a cigarette with the rune paper that was still burning, and walked towards the outside of the hotel.

Mi Xue stood up, leaned into Wang Yi's ear, and said softly, "Why didn't you tell that old man about that book?"

"Wait." Wang Yi replied in a low voice, I don't know if these people can believe it, especially the middle-aged uncle who hasn't come back yet, with the face of a treacherous person.

"So what do we do now?" Michelle asked.

"It depends."

Mi Xue gave him a roll of his eyes, isn't this guy quite able to say, just now he was a sister and a sister is short, but now it's good, and the words are like gold.

"He's coming out."

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and it wasn't long before Zhang Tai walked out of it with a bath towel, and the soaked clothes were put in front of the dryer to dry after being washed.

It's not polite to take a shower in someone else's room, but it's not too safe outside, so it's better not to go alone, wipe your hair with a headscarf and ask, "How is it, do you want to join us?"

"We ......"

Before Wang Yi finished speaking, the room was pushed open again, it was the fortune teller who came back, but his intuition told Wang Yi that the identity of the middle-aged man did not match what Zhang Tai described. The fortune teller in my impression should be the type of fairy wind, weak and haggard, but the one in front of him is indeed burly, and there is a kind of explosive power hidden under the strong muscles, which is doubtful.

"It's all up to me to see what I do, okay, it's okay, I was just followed by two white souls, and I solved them." Ma Yuanliang said with a smile.

White Soul? What White Soul? Wang Yi didn't understand what he was saying at all, and looked at him to see if he had any bad intentions.

Ma Yuanliang handed over the clothes he was holding to Zhang Taiyi, walked to the TV, dropped three black video tapes on the TV cabinet, and said: "Look at the surveillance video found in the security room, there may be a secret of the disappearance of human beings in it."

Wang Yi slapped his forehead, suddenly woke up, patronized and ran home, forgot to look at the picture under the city camera, walked over, and linked the playback device.

Ma Yuanliang took his clothes to the bathroom, with a casual expression on his face.

There was a picture of people coming and going on the TV screen, a real and familiar scene, fast-forwarding to finish the tape, and no clues were found.

Replace it with a new one, and it's still the same, there's only one last disc left, and push it into the playback compartment.

Everyone stared intently at the screen, and by the 20-minute mark, the crowd on the TV had completely disappeared.

"Go back." Zhang Tai said that fast-forward playback may have missed something.

Wang Yi trembled and pressed the back button of the remote control, rewinding the video time by two minutes, and the figure appeared, and after more than ten seconds, the crowd suddenly disappeared again.

Michelle gestured with her hands as if it was exploding and spreading, and said, "Bang, it's gone?"

There was nothing abnormal in the TV screen except for the sudden disappearance of human beings, and it completely evaporated instantly, Zhang Tai pondered: "Could it be that the videotape has been deleted?"

Wang Yi carefully observed the picture of the human being one second before he disappeared, the expressions on the faces of the crowd in the video were very normal, thinking back to Ma Yuanliang's demeanor and action just now, that indifferent look, guessing whether he had watched the video, or knew the truth, and asked him when he came out.

The atmosphere was silent again, Ma Yuanliang changed into a black suit and walked out, looking very energetic, not only could not see the shadow of the fortune teller, but looked like the man in black who often appeared in movies.

"Hello, my name is Wang Yi." Wang Yi got up and stretched out his right hand.

"Hello hello, my name is Ma Yuanliang, it's a pleasure to meet you, how old is the little brother this year?" Ma Yuanliang warmly shook Wang Yi's hand.

"Uncle, have you watched these tapes, and what you said about the white soul, is there really a ghost in this world?"

Michelle is more worried about those illusory things, and the danger that cannot be seen is more terrifying than the weirdness in front of her.

"I'll do the math for you."

Ma Yuanliang pinched his fingers, it's good that this guy doesn't speak, and his mouth is full of ruffians when he speaks.

According to Ma Yuanliang, this situation is a problem in the underworld, and the ever-expanding underworld is gradually devouring the territory of the living, and the missing are being squeezed into the place of confusion.

Those who survived were caught in an accident and were between life and death, so they were not excluded from the underworld, in other words, the world now belongs to hell.

To rescue the missing, it is necessary to find the rift that leads to the Lost Lands, or the path to Hell, to find out why the world is getting out of control, and to put everything back in its place.

It will take a lot of time, and it won't be long before the edifice of human civilization will collapse and completely bury the survivors, so Ma Yuanliang will form a team with Zhang Tai, who he met by chance on the road.

The race against time has officially begun, unraveling the mystery beneath the undercurrent.