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The driver nodded, and the car began to speed up and drove out along the avenue, and said with a smile: "You don't seem to be from Hangzhou, are you here to travel?"

He heard that Shi Ling's accent was not a local, but his face was pale and anxious, and he seemed to have a heavy mind, so he just asked him to talk to him casually.

Shi Ling reluctantly smiled and said, "Yes, uncle, please be careful to drive..." He was very nervous while saying that while holding on to the handle tightly.

There was still some distance away from where the "Prophet" was, and he had to take a ride, but as soon as he got in the car, his mind was full of the scene of the police car suddenly exploded and overturned. Thinking of the woman's crazy screaming by the flames, Shi Ling was creepy and began to regret taking the bus.

After hearing Shi Ling say this, the middle-aged uncle was stunned, and then he felt embarrassed to talk to Shi Ling again, but drove seriously. Almost at this moment, a bus facing him seemed to suddenly lose control and rushed towards him.

Seeing the fierce situation, once you hit it, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Suddenly, Shi Ling opened his eyes wide and almost screamed. At this dangerous moment, the middle-aged uncle seemed calm and stepped on the gas truck to the bottom. As soon as he hit the steering wheel, the taxi almost shot out from the bus that hit him.

The two cars passed by, and there was a false alarm. Shi Ling was busy looking back, but saw the out-of-control bus rolling out against the ground, screaming and screaming inside.

"It's really a ghost, what happened today? There seemed to be several accidents in West Lake." The middle-aged uncle was not nervous at that moment of danger just now, but afterwards he was scared and sweated in cold sweat. He stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed away.

Although the accident happened to the bus behind him had nothing to do with him, it was an accident after all. If he was involved, it was always troublesome. The middle-aged uncle reported that it was better to have less than more things, so he naturally thought of driving away early.

"A coincidence? No, it must be that mysterious force again. This force cannot directly kill people... but it can affect the surrounding environment and kill people through other methods..."

Shi Ling thought silently: "If this power is the 'evil apostle', then how can I deal with this invisible enemy? Or, as long as I find the 'prophet', will the 'prophet' have a way?"

Until now, he still doesn't know what the "prophet" is, is it a human or a beast? It also has a mysterious force that is invisible and intangible?

"Do you still keep moving forward?" The middle-aged uncle slowly came to his senses from the thrilling scene just now. Seeing that Shi Ling had been silent, he was busy asking questions.

Shi Ling nodded, and soon, his eyes darkened, and lights appeared immediately.

The car rushed into the tunnel.

Shi Ling was busy looking at the instrument screen on his left wrist, which represented his red light spots moving. According to the map, this is called Wansongling Tunnel.

Leaving the tunnel, it is not far from the white light spot representing the "Prophet".

"What exactly is this 'prophet'? When the game started, the 'prophet' was also moving, but why has it been so long since it has been parked there and stopped moving?" Shi Ling frowned and pondered, his whole body tensed, fearing that the car would encounter an accident again.

Fortunately, the car was safe and sound along the way. When the car drove out of the tunnel and drove for a while, Shi Ling instructed the driver to stop aside, and after paying the money to get out of the car, he let out a sigh of relief.

Never before, Shi Ling would be so nervous and frightened when he was riding a train. It felt like he was riding a train heading to hell, and he might encounter a catastrophe at any time.

The middle-aged uncle watched Shi Ling get out of the car and accidentally found that the seat cushion was wet in the passenger seat he had just taken, and he secretly said to himself: "Why is this young man sweating so much? Is he suffering from something? Yes, looking at his pale face, there seems to be something wrong. There are several hospitals in this area..." He drove away while thinking.

Shi Ling got out of the car and looked up. He saw a very eye-catching building not far away, with the words "Southern Song Ruins Exhibition Hall" written on it. Looking at the map, he carefully crossed the road. Now he was frightened even when crossing the road. No one knew whether a car would suddenly jump out.

Although the strange power cannot kill people directly, it can manipulate everything around it and create accidents that seem unexpected and are inevitable.

After walking through the "Southern Song Ruins Exhibition Hall", Shi Ling looked at the white light dots representing the "Prophet" on his left wrist and the red light dots representing himself, which were very close.

He is finally going to see the "Prophet".

Shi Ling raised his head, looked at the building facing him, and looked at the big words on one side.

"Hangzhou Fourth People's Hospital".

The "Prophet" was actually in the hospital?

Slow down, but he became more vigilant, and even quietly covered the electronic watch instrument on his left wrist with his left sleeve. Shi Ling didn't know what the meaning of doing this, but he vaguely felt that as he was about to see the "prophet", something would definitely happen, and... it would be very dangerous.

If you are not careful, you may die here.

There is more than an hour left before the end of this game.

In the outpatient building facing me, there were many people queuing up to register or pay fees, which was quite noisy. Everyone was busy with their own affairs. Only Shi Ling was in the crowd, and seemed out of place.

Following the crowd, he walked slowly. When he quietly glanced at the screen of the left wrist instrument again, Shi Ling stopped and there were several rows of glass doors facing him, with the words "infusion part" on it.

Looking at the directions of the red and white dots, Shi Ling was finally sure.

"Prophet" is inside.

His heartbeat slowly accelerated. Shi Ling licked his lips, finally reached out and pushed open the glass door.

In an instant, at least more than ten pairs of eyes looked at him.

Shi Ling was stunned.

The entire "infusion section" is very large, with at least more than forty people sitting in four rows.

There are old people, children, men, women, some people, some people who are hanging water while reading newspapers, some parents who are coaxing babies who are crying because of hanging water, some couples who are sweetly talking to their partner who are hanging water, some nurses are bent over and giving an injection to a child, the child is shouting, and the child's grandfather is coaxing.

Who is the "prophet" in the "infusion department" of dozens of people?

The map logo on the left wrist can only show that the "prophet" is here, but it cannot be specified which one is the real "prophet".

Shi Ling walked in slowly and looked over one by one, with the point being whether these people had instruments on their left wrists.
Chapter completed!