Chapter 1 Car Accident

The car slowly came to a stop. Jiang Cheng looked ahead, while Huai Yi in the passenger seat was so shocked that his mouth hung open.

Before them appeared people, so many people, gathered together with their backs to them, blocking the entire road.

It seemed these were the people who had disappeared from the cars.

And standing at the very front of the crowd was a girl wearing a halter top and denim shorts.

The girl also had her back to them. She was tall, and her exposed skin was radiantly white. On her feet were a pair of casual shoes.

The girl suddenly took a step forward. The next second, everyone else followed suit, their movements perfectly synchronized.

As the girl advanced, Jiang Cheng clearly saw that the road beneath her feet eerily extended forward, as if wherever the girl went, the road followed.

His previous guess was correct: as long as they got in front of the girl, they could leave.

For those who bore the bus mark, the girl’s strange methods were useless. Otherwise, they would have lost their minds and joined the zombie-like crowd.

"But how do we get through?" Huai Yi couldn’t help but ask. He stared at the crowd, his heart filled with resistance. If he had a choice, he would stay far away from crowds, especially the girl in front.

The girl should be an out-of-control Apostle, and this series of supernatural events originated with her.

The crowd blocked the entire road. They definitely couldn’t drive through unless they ran over people, and the three of them didn’t consider themselves that insane.

Since the car couldn’t pass, they would have to go through the crowd, but it seemed Fatty and Huai Yi weren’t fond of that idea.

Fatty simply felt that the crowd was strange and worried about being surrounded, while Huai Yi was reluctant to abandon the car.

"Get out of the car."

In the end, the two of them followed Jiang Cheng out of the car.

"Buzz—"

"Buzz—"

…

A sound came from behind them. A car emerged from the fog, a black sedan.

The car was aging at a visible rate. The tires deflated, the body rusted, and the windshield became blurry.

The car stopped not far from Jiang Cheng and the others.

Fatty's heart leaped into his throat.

The next second, the car door was kicked open by a leg, and a woman wrapped in a trench coat stepped out of the driver's seat.

Seeing the woman, the three were stunned. "It's you, Crimson Boss!" Huai Yi said, both surprised and delighted.

The person who came was Lin Wan'er. Although she was wearing sunglasses, Huai Yi recognized her.

Fatty didn’t immediately express his welcome. He first looked at Jiang Cheng.

As Lin Wan'er approached, Jiang Cheng nodded in confirmation and said in a low voice, "It's her."

"This... did you guys cause this?" Seeing Lin Wan'er approaching, Fatty twitched and asked.

"It's the Night Watchers. This is another supernatural event they triggered." Looking at the zombie-like crowd in the distance, Lin Wan'er's voice had a hint of emotion. "We've tentatively classified this supernatural event as B-level. The casualties are quite large. This is another blood debt owed by the Night Watchers."

"Why are you here?" Jiang Cheng asked. This kind of thing shouldn't require Lin Wan'er to personally take action. Her battlefield was in a more important place.

Lin Wan'er looked away and turned to Jiang Cheng. "Long time no see. I missed you."

Jiang Cheng was used to Lin Wan'er, but Huai Yi seemed to understand something and kept winking at Fatty, implying that there was an unknown story between the two of them.

Fatty's attention was focused on Lin Wan'er, and he didn't bother with Huai Yi.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't speak, Lin Wan'er walked over. Fatty and Huai Yi consciously made way. Seeing that Lin Wan'er was about to open the car door, Fatty immediately beat her to it and opened the door.

"Get in. I have something to tell you." Lin Wan'er sat in the back seat and nodded naturally to Jiang Cheng.

"Aren't you going to solve the matter here first?" Jiang Cheng's tone and expression were indifferent, but for some reason, Fatty thought that whenever he and Lin Wan'er appeared at the same time, the usually imposing doctor would always be overshadowed.

"Yes, those people are still in danger." Fatty looked at the crowd, his eyes full of worry. Those were hundreds of lives, each a living, breathing person.

Unexpectedly, Lin Wan'er shook her head. "It's too late. I've already arranged for the entrance to this road to be closed. No more newcomers will drive in, but for those who have already entered, I'm sorry, I can't save them."

Jiang Cheng got into the car and sat a little further away from Lin Wan'er, then closed the door.

Fatty and Huai Yi stood guard outside the car, both a little panicked.

"Why are you so distant? Come closer." Lin Wan'er didn't seem to see the horrifying scene outside and patted the seat beside her.

Jiang Cheng sat upright, close to the car door, his tone and expression very serious. "Lin Wan'er, be serious. What exactly do you want to say today?"

He could also tell that Lin Wan'er wasn't immediately taking action to resolve the supernatural event because she wanted to take this opportunity to tell him something. After all, they were in a very special period and didn't have many chances to meet.

And choosing to meet during a supernatural event was perfect. This was an independent space with very high privacy.

"There are traitors in Crimson. Part of my plan has been disrupted, and some things have to be brought forward." Lin Wan'er took out a photo from her pocket. The photo was of poor quality, as if it had been captured by a high-speed camera.

It was a person's face.

What really surprised Jiang Cheng was that he knew this person, and he was already dead. He had died in the Republican Era mission. His name was Chen Qiang, a very smart college student.

He was the one who had recruited Chen Qiang, using both threats and promises. He didn't expect that he wouldn't even survive the first mission. Afterwards, Jiang Cheng felt very guilty.

"He's still alive." Lin Wan'er lowered her voice. "But he's no longer the person you remember. Someone has invaded his mental space and become his secondary personality, and is gradually eroding his primary personality."

"Apostle?"

"Yes." Lin Wan'er's tone suddenly changed. "It's Crimson Number One. He has secret dealings with the Night Watchers. Our previous leaks were also his doing."

"Then aren't you in danger?" Jiang Cheng immediately reacted.

Lin Wan'er pursed her lips, a trace of helplessness and entanglement flashed across her face. After a moment, she slowly said, "Xiao Cheng, it's not exactly what you think. He didn't tell the Night Watchers about my identity."

"Okay, I have more important things to do today." Lin Wan'er flipped the photo over. On the back of the photo were small grids drawn with a pen, arranged neatly, and some grids were marked with red ink.