Peony Street, in a Bed & Breakfast.
Du Sixian laid on the bed and slept restlessly. Her pillow and shirt were drenched in sweat, and her hair stuck onto her face like glue as she tossed about endlessly in her sleep.
She had a strange dream.
She dread that she was wandering in a dilapidated city.
Strange figures appeared from ti to ti on the streets, concealed by the fog. Like her, they wandered like lonely ghosts, murmuring to themselves.
Human-like figures could be seen in the distance, but Sixian found that she couldnt get to them, so she could only listen to their lants.
It reminded her of the figures back in Shihekou High.
there is a mountain, and there is a woman
Sixian subconsciously muttered an obscure incantation in her heart, and suddenly, the surrounding temperature rose, and flas erupted before her in the blink of an eye. A figure made of flas appeared before her, and the only thing she could think of was
a god.
Panic, vigilance, fear, and awe rose in Sixians heart, and she felt sothing beckoning her to tell the fiery figure her wishes.
A wish? she froze.
Im dreaming, I know that, but I cant do anything to change the dream
And everything feels so real the burn on my skin, the putrid wind
Im getting haunted, arent I?
Judging from what the strange woman on the street said, she concluded that she was being haunted by an urban legend.
Hence, if she were to make a wish right now, sothing bad would happen to her.
But if she remained silent, would it provoke the fiery flas before her.
In that case
I I want to find my mistress!
She could only na the safest, smallest, most minor wish she could think of, which was to find her mistress.
As she prayed for whatever gods listening to her, a deafening yell erupted in her eardrums.
What are you shouting for? Dont co looking for go look for the Night Division!
In the dark hotel room, the mark on Sixians forehead illuminated the room ever-so-slightly.
Agh!
With a soft scream, Du Sixian was awake again, and she fell back down, staring at the ceiling.
the Night Division? What is it?
And why does it sound so familiar?
A strange energy fluctuation could be felt outside, and her thought process was interrupted by the wave of energy.
She could feel and see the fluctuations the air moved like water, rippling with power.
The next mont, she heard whispers outside the window, like a group of n were plotting sothing right outside.
Hearing the sound, she hurriedly took out the taser from underneath her pillow.
On the dead and empty streets, several n-in-black huddled together under the moonless light.
Is this where the psychic fluctuations ca from?
Thats right, the place indicated on the compass is right here.
Are you sure?
Why dont you go in and have a look yourself?
Hearing this, Du Sixian was startled, and tightly gripped the taser in her hands.
G-go in? Are they robbers?
She unlocked the window calmly and opened it, before poking her head out and breathing a huff in deeply.
Who the hell are you people? she yelled. Im tryin to sleep here! Im going to call the police!
The special operations team fell into an awkward silence as they stared at the girl who just yelled at the window.
They knew who she was An Qing showed them a picture of her earlier today, stating that she was sobody valuable.
They were inford that no matter what, they are to ignore her, no matter what kind of danger she was in.
Its obvious An Qing wants her to suffer for a bit, so that she would co crawling to the Night Division on her own.
This is their most effective way of recruiting new mbers.
After confirming that the source of psychic fluctuations ca from Sixian, the n hurriedly turned around and pretended to not notice her.
Did yall hear that?
N-no, dont scare ! Were in the middle of a dark street right now!
Whatever. Lets go have barbecue?
Yeah, yeah! I bet they got beer too! Lets go and have a drink!
The n-in-black chatted amongst themselves as they disappeared down the street, and Sixian was left speechless and ignored.
They must be playing with her.
After the n-in-black left, she stayed by the window and kept peering outside.
She found herself unable to fall back asleep.
After tossing and turning for a long ti, she sat up and was about to check the ti.
Just as she was taking out her cell phone from her jacket pocket, sothing dropped from her jacket pocket, and she hurriedly bent down to pick it up.
Feeling the texture of hardened leather of the card, Sixian froze, holding the card up in the dark.
With the light of her mobile phone, she looked at the na and contact information on the business card.
Should I call her?
She felt that no matter what happens, its inevitable that shell run into an urban legend sooner or later. She figured that relying on an expert would be the best case scenario for her survival.
She hurriedly tapped the number into her phone, and hesitated for a mont before dialing it.
Beep. Beep.
Hello? Huachengs Night Division. How can I help you?
Hearing this, Du Sixians pupils shrank slightly.
Night Division? So, it wasnt a dream.
She could hear a burst of yells coming from the other end abruptly.
Hey! Be careful! Youre not supposed to handle my corpses like that!
And you! Look at you! You almost pierced that things lungs!
Thats a human leg, not a pigs leg! You put it in the wrong storage container! How did you even ss this up?
Du Sixian felt like she was listening in on a human trafficking organization, rather than a mysterious Night Division.
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