As time goes by, the noise in the city center has long passed, and lights of different brightness lit up in the night. With the contrast of darkness and artificial lights, the suburbs of the city have fallen into tranquility first.

In a small park on the top of a hill, a tall woman in black was slowly walking forward in a wheelchair, and a young girl was sitting on the wheelchair.

The surroundings were quiet, and there was no sound other than the monotonous footsteps and the rippling ambient sounds.

The person who was pushing the wheelchair was called Sakura Tingyao, and the person sitting in the wheelchair was naturally Nana Shinohara. They should have known each other and did not have any intersection in their lives, but now they are staying together for some reason.

The two of them remained silent and walked through the center of the park, and then stopped before they stopped.

This side of the park has a drop of two or three meters from the road below, so there is a circle of stone fences at the outermost extension, and there are two fixed benches on the inner side of the fence, and there is a high street light in the middle.

Sakura Tingyao and Shinohara Nana did not stop under the street light.

"Just here, no one will come to this place at this time."

Sakura Tingyao just said that she did not explain too much. After Nanami nodded, she put a bag in her hand next to the wheelchair at Nanami's feet.

It looks just an ordinary black men's briefcase, but the leather surface has neither zipper nor any buckles, and it seems that it is tightly sealed.

The briefcase casts a particularly dark shadow on the ground, and something invisible and intangible seemed to spread along the lines of the floor tiles below. Nana couldn't tell what she felt at this moment. Perhaps she just felt a very special atmosphere.

For some reason, just staring at this bag, Nanami felt her heartbeat start to accelerate, and something was attracting her whole body and mind... No, or "swallowing" is more suitable.

"Shinohara, Miss Shinohara!"

Just as Nanami's eyes were about to lose focus, Sakura Tingyao's voice woke her up again.

"Ms. Sakura Ting..."

Nana was suddenly awakened, and then inadvertently showed a kind of fear expression. Seeing the briefcase and being scared, if Fu Jixian was here, he would definitely doubt whether Nanami was afraid of the 996 social life... No, even if he saw this situation, he probably wouldn't be joking.

Nanami raised her head slightly and looked at Yingtingyao's face without any expression, cold and frosty.

In this strange atmosphere, Ying Tingyao still had no intention of explaining. She just reached out to the bag and made a "please" move, indicating that Nana did not pick it up.

Nana didn't return to silence. After a while, she spoke, "I hope there was no deception in the previous communication between us."

"Any lie has to pay a corresponding price. The more flawless things are, they will never be restored once they are damaged. For example, a person's credit... lying is not my personality." Ying Tingyao will not lie, or even has the ability to lie. This is a good character, so there is no doubt about this.

However, as a core member of that organization, even if there is no false or trapped part in the language spoken by Ying Tingyao, this does not mean that she has no more concealment or conspiracy in her heart.

Nana is about to enter a "black box". All her knowledge and cognition comes from her other people's notifications. Even if the contents told are true, the most dangerous thing is always the unknown part of the black box.

Those mysterious people will lose their credit sooner or later. They just don’t want to break their trust in the cheapest and fastest way... Of course, it is meaningless whether ordinary people believe in it or not and are not worth caring about.

Nana didn't say anything more, she just nodded silently... Compared to the image in front of Fu Jixian's eyes, Nana did not show a more calm attitude at this time.

Sakura Tingyao said to Nana's future just a stranger, and the other party also explained some knowledge beyond common sense to her. Logically speaking, Sakura Tingyao was unreliable, but she didn't know how Nana made a judgment. In short, she reached out to the bag next.

When Nana did not touch the bag, a particularly viscous feeling instantly eroded her touch, and then she seemed to smell a fishy smell that was particularly heavy, disgusting and difficult to describe in a more detailed way.

In a vague way, Nanami felt her heartbeat start to accelerate again. Maybe her thinking ability had become a little slow. After a while, she reacted to something-not only her chest sounded, but also her handbag.

The heartbeat became more and more rapid. When the two heart sounds gradually overlapped, Nana instantly lost consciousness.

When she regained consciousness again, she felt that her right hand was holding something wet and soft, and her right forearm was also tightly wrapped by something, bound... like the tentacles of an octopus.

The "octopus" suction cup is also absorbing her skin. Not only that, it seems that countless tiny granulation has grown on her arms, piercing her skin and sewing it tightly with the "octopus tentacles".

Nana subconsciously glanced at her right hand. She was ready to see something incredible. However, what she didn't expect was that she just saw that her right hand was just carrying the bag, and there was nothing else, as if the things that were stimulating her senses in all directions were illusions.

However, she knew this was not an illusion.

Because Nanawei was not in a wheelchair at this time, she was standing next to the fence at some point, holding the column of the fence with her left hand.

"The ancient gods will give gifts indiscriminately, but only a very small number of people are qualified to accept things belonging to God." Ying Tingyao, who was still standing behind, said.

Nanami did not look back or respond. After her brain just gave the instructions to "go forward", she really moved her legs... When such a natural thing happened to Nanami, it was enough to be called a miracle.

Nana took a few steps forward and then stopped again. The feeling of free movement was so tempting that she dared not continue to immerse herself in it.

She looked up at the distance and saw that the lights in the center of the city farthest seemed quite magnificent and confused. However, the road ahead was completely immersed in the dark night. In contrast, the dim lights cast by the street light behind her were the most realistic and warmest.
Chapter completed!