Because Wang Pang was excited, his voice echoed in the tunnel for a moment.

"I mean, we are still in the tunnel now. Otherwise, we will volunteer to come in, but we haven't walked over, which is not good." Wang Pang explained.

"That's right." Chen Yuna.

"Well, my friend, what do you think? Let's go through the tunnel first, and then come back to take people through the tunnel." Wang Pang looked over in the darkness following Tang Jiumin's voice just now, and he asked.

"I have no objection, it's okay." Tang Jiumin replied.

The three of them followed Wang Pang's advice and continued to move deep into the tunnel. This time, Tang Jiumin stopped and waited until the two people next to him before they followed.

Tang Jiumin is analyzing the situation just now.

Chen Yu's first idea when he got the task was to go back and find someone.

Judging from the idea of ​​human self-interest, it is definitely the so-called task that makes him feel pressure, and the task can cooperate with others, so he wants to find someone to help.

This is a normal way of thinking.

But! Wang Pang was wrong, because when Chen Yu wanted to find a helper, he didn't want more people to come.

What does this mean? He thinks that there will be troublesome more people, so why do he think there will be troublesome more people?

It can only be that his task is not suitable for many people to know, and he himself believes that the existence of others may conflict with himself.

Wang Pang's voice became nervous and trembling after Chen Yu wanted to find someone else to come together. This was temporary language, that is, subconsciously stopping it.

In his words, Wang Pang, who had some opinions about him, actually became more polite.

This is to cover him up for the first sentence, for fear that others will doubt him because of the first sentence.

What do you doubt him? Do you doubt his motivation to not want someone to help.

Chen Yu wanted to save people, so Wang Pang, who subconsciously stopped him, should be a killing mission.

Before he knew it, Tang Jiumin seemed to have had an occupational disease again and began to analyze it.

However, this was not enough to arouse Tang Jiumin's curiosity about the so-called main task. If he was asked to study the funny and crying clown on the train, he would be quite interested.

If they are all dead, they can be said to be all ghosts now, then what is the clown?

Is it a ghost or another unknown existence? In the blink of an eye, let the dead ghost die again. What is the funny and crying clown?

Tang Jiumin was curious about those, but was not very interested in the copy that looked like a murder plot.

He is a lawyer, but Tang Jiumin is a two-faced person who has been wandering around the gray edge of the law for many years. He has seen many similar cases and has also personally taken on different lawsuits, and he is already numb about it.

The three continued along the tunnel.

The deeper you go, the lower the temperature around you, which makes them feel obviously cold, a kind of coldness brought by a humid environment.

Chen Yu couldn't help but tremble all over, and he was so cold that he hugged his body with both hands. He asked in a low voice: "Do you feel that the surroundings are colder than just now?"

It is indeed colder than before, and the temperature plummeted, giving several people the feeling of taking a step and dropping several degrees.

Wang Pang walked in the middle, feeling the same as Chen Yu. He gritted his teeth and refused to tremble, "I guess it's the middle of the tunnel that is colder, let's go faster."

This place was too cold, and Wang Pang accelerated his pace, but he had just walked out a few steps when he suddenly bumped into an unknown thing, and a slippery touch made his hair stand upright.

"What's it?!" Wang Pang's decibels were raised.

The thing seemed to be frightened and ran away.

Deep in the tunnel, the dark shadow disappeared from Wang Pang. The three of them were not far away because Wang Pang suddenly made a sound, and both of them felt a rapid passing airflow.

"What, what..." Chen Yu's voice trembled violently.

"I don't know, maybe it's an animal." Wang Pang couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw the shadow running away.

Wang Pang had goose bumps just now. After the danger was relieved, he felt disgusted with the slippery touch and couldn't help rubbing the clothes he was touched.

"Hiss... I was wet with that thing on my clothes, there was water here, no wonder it was so cold."

"Let's go out quickly."

"Oh, OK."

Chen Yu and Wang Pang walked forward quickly.

Tang Jiumin felt strange when he was a little slower.

Although I can't see what it is in the dark, the shadow disappeared in an instant, which is not a normal phenomenon.

Unless it's fast.

A large animal with fast speed? No, if so, how could there be no sound in the quiet tunnel?

Tang Jiumin did not speed up, but looked around carefully while walking. Until he finally walked out of the tunnel, Tang Jiumin did not find any traces of the black shadow.

However, he found that the middle section of the tunnel was about ten meters away, and that section was extremely cold.

When crossing that area and going to Huancheng South Station, the temperature was basically the same, and it was cold, about 10 degrees Celsius; when facing Xingfuli Community in front of them, the temperature was basically maintained at around 20 degrees Celsius after coming out.

The laughing and crying clown said that they were dead. Of course, they were indeed dead, but now they were no different from living people.

Tang Jiumin recalled the scene on the train, and the man was instantly killed by the clown.

Is it a ghost who dies? No, he thinks it is a human who dies.

Can people be resurrected? How did they come to the train, who resurrected them, or at this time they have become other beings.

And the clown on the train whispered to him as he got off the train.

"You are very interesting, I'm waiting for you in the new world."

New World...

Tang Jiumin's eyes shook slightly, is it a new world?

What kind of world will a world that can call the dead?

Tang Jiumin is a famous lawyer in the circle. He likes the unknown and prefers challenges. If he cannot solve the doubts, he will have a headache for a long time.

In the circle of lawyers, he is not the strongest, but the craziest. Some people think that he should not be a lawyer at all, but a detective.

Because he seemed to have a pathological persistence in murder cases, he not only had to help with a lawsuit, but also conducted in-depth investigations, tracking down, looking for clues, and even bypassed the police repeatedly, just to understand the whole story of the case himself.

This stubbornness made him, and of course, he also killed him.

After walking out of the tunnel, the two people next to Tang Jiumin had a disagreement at this time.

Wang Pang looked at Xingfuli Community, which was not too far away from them, and smiled, "Sure enough, passing through the tunnel is Xingfuli Community, let's go in quickly."

"Go back and tell everyone first." Chen Yu quickly reminded.
Chapter completed!