2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"The police are on the case!"

Zhang Xixue threw her ID in front of the security guard, then pressed the turnstile with one hand and jumped over easily.

"Please open the door." Yan Muyun nodded politely and smiled.

"Ah? Okay." The security guard subconsciously opened the gate.

"Thank you." After hurriedly thanking him, Yan Muyun ran into the community.

At this time, the distance between him and Zhang Xixue had increased by more than ten meters, but in the rush of running for a life of more than fifty years, he finally did not lose him.

The two walked through the lush and colorful small garden, bypassed the white stone carved fountain, and came to a tall building.

"The door is here!" Yan Muyun shouted to the front as he watched the girl running over.

At this time, Zhang Xixue had already walked around to the side of the building, and there was no door to enter the building, only walls painted off-white.

Just hear her shout: "Come here, it's faster here!"

Is it faster over there? Are you Spider-Man?

Yan Muyun's mouth twitched, but he didn't hesitate too much, gritted his teeth and followed.

"Hold my hand." Zhang Xixue pressed one hand on the wall of the building and stretched out the other hand.

At this time, he couldn't care too much. Although Yan Muyun didn't know what the other party was going to do, he still held the white and slender little hand in his palm.

"Don't let go." Zhang Xixue warned, and then suddenly rushed forward.

Knowing that there was only a wall in front of the two of them, Yan Muyun was startled, and his body was pulled forward involuntarily.

What he saw the moment before his vision fell into darkness was that half of Zhang Xixue's body was "built" into the wall, with gray and black ripples surrounding it, like a fish falling into a deep pool of lightless water.

Unable to breathe, unable to make a sound, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence, as if I had never had eyes, nose, mouth, or ears.

The only thing that can be felt is the warmth held in the palm of the hand.

There is a reassuring power in it, just like a lighthouse is to a lonely boat that has been drifting in the vast Dead Sea for decades. Although the light is very weak, it is always proof that he is still alive.

Yan Muyun did not show panic because he believed that the other party would not harm him.

In the darkness where he couldn't feel anything, he counted silently in his heart.

"1, 2, 3, 4...13, 14, 15."

Just at the 15 second mark, Yan Muyun's eyes suddenly blurred. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was already standing in a strange room.

This seems to be a girl's bedroom, with a white desk, a gaming chair, figures, a small speaker, and a laptop on the table. The quilt on the bed was not folded, and there was an anime cat-face pillow placed in the corner against the wall.

There was no one here, but through the crack in the door, you could faintly hear the sound of running water coming from the bathroom outside.

"Zi Tong?" Zhang Xixue pushed open the door and shouted anxiously.

The sound of running water stopped, and the people in the bathroom seemed to be in a panic. Yan Muyun heard the sound of bottles and jars being knocked down.

He curiously took a few steps forward, stood behind Zhang Xixue, and looked outside the room.

At this moment, a door at the end of the corridor was opened with a "bang", and a slender white body jumped out from inside.

"Sister Xixue!"

The girl almost cried and threw herself into Zhang Xixue's arms, as if she had been greatly frightened.

"Don't look!"

Zhang Xixue hugged the girl and waved her hands behind her in a panic, trying to cover someone's sight.

"ah!"

Yan Muyun screamed, received a solid backhand slap on the face, and took several steps back.

Only then did the girl realize that her sister Xixue was not the only one in the room. Her face turned red with embarrassment and she instinctively screamed: "Ah!!"

"Don't scream, don't scream, I didn't see anything."

Yan Muyun felt a stinging pain in his eardrums. He ignored the pain in his face and turned around in a panic.

"You go out first and let Zi Tong get dressed." Zhang Xixue grabbed his shoulders and tried to push him out of the room.

However, at this moment, Zhang Zitong suddenly reached out and grabbed Yan Muyun's wrist: "Don't go out, that person... that murderer is in the living room right now!"

"What?"

Yan Muyun and Zhang Xixue's hearts tightened at the same time, and they stared at the location of the corridor with great vigilance.

After the two of them entered Zhang Zitong's bedroom, they did not hear the sound of someone leaving in the living room. In other words, the murder suspect is probably still in the house.

"You protect Zi Tong here while I go to the living room to conduct a search."

Zhang Xixue reached into her sports backpack, took out a small Taser gun, and then walked out of the room.

This kind of stun gun can cause human muscles to spasm and instantly lose the ability to resist. Nowadays, almost every policeman carries it with him.

Yan Muyun was just about to turn his head when he caught sight of the girl's white body again from the corner of his eye. He immediately put his hand to the side of his face and said, "I'd better go and search. My power is defensive, so there's no way the other party can do it." Hurts me.”

"No, I'll go."

Perhaps knowing that this "Uncle Yan" was just a rookie who had just joined the Special Branch, Zhang Xixue acted extremely tough and walked out without further discussion, holding a gun.

Yan Muyun had no choice but to retreat to the room.

Although he wanted to protect Zhang Zitong, he didn't even dare to look at him, and he felt helpless for a moment.

There was the sound of the closet door opening behind him, followed by the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

After about ten seconds, the girl's voice sounded weakly: "I'm dressed."

"Okay." Yan Muyun breathed a sigh of relief and then turned around.

Probably because he was in a hurry, Zhang Zitong only wore a loose white short-sleeved shirt. He didn't know if he was wearing pants or not. Half of his fair and smooth thighs were exposed, and his little feet were bare.

The girl has grown up in her early sixteenth year, and her slender body has already developed curves. She is the most youthful and beautiful age.

Seeing this scene, Yan Muyun touched his nose and turned his head back: "Wear more clothes."

"Okay." The girl responded softly.

The atmosphere in the bedroom was a bit awkward. Neither of them spoke, just waiting quietly for any movement outside.

After about seven or eight minutes, the bedroom door was finally opened again.

Zhang Xixue put the Taser back into her bag, frowned slightly and said, "I have searched every room and can't find any trace of anyone."

Zhang Zitong stared with a pair of clear eyes and said in an urgent tone: "I didn't lie to you, the murderer just now is really outside!"

"I know, I know." Zhang Xixue stroked her head and reassured: "I didn't say you were lying. I just found a sharp-edged kitchen knife on the coffee table in the living room. But now I can't find any trace of the other party. He probably left using supernatural powers or some other method."

"Yeah." The girl pursed her lips.

It can be seen that she is still a little scared until now.

"Ahem..." Yan Muyun coughed twice and suggested, "Tell us what happened just now."