I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

When we returned to the restaurant, the green mist had completely dissipated.

As Lin Yan walked in, the restaurant was gradually coming back to life.

The hall was filled with the sound of weeping.

Some people were sobbing with their faces covered, some couples were huddled together and trembling, and a middle-aged woman was clinging to a pillar, afraid to let go.

Many people are still in a daze after surviving the disaster.

Lin Yan turned his gaze away and looked towards the window.

Wang Yue is still there.

She sat in a chair, her body leaning against the window, her head tilted to one side.

The collar of his suit was soaked through, and his shoulders and knees were covered in a dark brown bloodstain.

But she was still conscious, which means she must have received first aid; otherwise, an ordinary person would have passed out long ago.

A young couple, who looked like college students, were standing next to her.

The two were at a loss, wanting to help but not knowing where to touch, so one handed over a tissue and the other a bottle of mineral water.

Lin Yan walked over and squatted down in front of Wang Yue.

Wang Yue recognized him.

She grabbed Lin Yan's wrist and made muffled whimpering sounds, as if she had a lot to say.

But only a small piece of the root of her tongue remained in her mouth.

She talked for a long time, but couldn't utter a single complete word.

She was so anxious that she was trembling all over and started rummaging through her pockets.

Lin Yan pressed down on her shoulder.

"Stop looking, you're looking for your phone, right?"

Wang Yue nodded vigorously.

Lin Yan picked up her phone from the ground. The screen was cracked, but it could still light up.

He handed her the phone.

Wang Yue took the phone, her fingers trembling so badly that she had to try three times to unlock the screen.

She switched to WeChat and opened her chat window with Captain Zhao.

Zhao Jianguo has already sent dozens of messages.

"We can't get a location update on your end. What's going on? Get back to us quickly!"

This is the last one.

Wang Yue pushed the screen forward so Lin Yan could see it.

Then she switched to her notes app and started typing.

[Where did that bizarre restaurant review video go? It's nowhere to be found!]

Lin Yan stood up, glanced around, and said in a low voice, "It's been resolved."

Wang Yue was taken aback upon hearing this.

She looked up at Lin Yan, then typed a few words, deleted them, typed a few more, and deleted them again.

Finally, she typed four words:

Did you solve it?

Lin Yan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Wang Yue stopped typing and just sat there staring at him, as if trying to confirm whether he was joking.

Then she suddenly burst out laughing, picked up her phone and typed a few more words.

Who exactly are you?

Just as Lin Yan was about to speak, footsteps sounded behind him.

The glass door was smashed open.

When Zhao Jianguo arrived, he smashed the gate, bringing in the night breeze along with it.

"Wang Yue!"

It was clear that Zhao Jianguo had arrived in a hurry, as he was only wearing a shirt soaked with sweat.

He was followed by Su Qinghan and a young man carrying a first-aid kit.

Su Qinghan spotted Lin Yan at a glance, paused for a moment, and then immediately turned to look around the hall.

She was following the procedures for handling field incidents.

Look at the number of people who fell, the remaining traces of pollution, and the facilities that need repair.

A moment later, she read aloud into the tablet:

"As predicted, the pollution index at the target location has returned to normal."

"Initial visual assessment indicates 2 deaths, 1 serious injury, and 1 person suffering a mental breakdown..."

After confirming that Wang Yue was still breathing, Zhao Jianguo turned around and began to investigate the scene.

From the survivors to the damaged restaurant facilities, nothing is overlooked.

I want to find any trace of pollution left behind.

After one round, his brows were so furrowed they could trap a fly.

"strangeness."

"What happened?"

He circled most of the restaurant before finally stopping in front of Lin Yan.

"Lin Yan".

Lin Yan stood up.

Zhao Jianguo glanced at him from head to toe.

There were a few bloodstains on his white shirt, and he looked tired, but his breathing was relatively steady. There were no obvious external injuries on his body.

"How bizarre!"

"That's all."

"What do you mean by 'gone'?"

"That's it." Lin Yan made a firework explosion gesture with his hand.

"It fell apart, it disappeared, completely cleaned up."

Zhao Jianguo glared at him.

"Wait a minute."

He took out his pipe and put it to his mouth.

After a few seconds, as if he suddenly remembered something, he loosened the filter of his pipe.

"You said this afternoon that you suspected something strange was going on here and that you wanted to go undercover."

"You also need to bring someone to eat with you."

Lin Yan: "Mm."

Where are they?

"She left first."

Zhao Jianguo continued to ask, touching his chin with the hand fitted with the mechanical prosthetic limb.

"Was he walking alone?"

"I packed two beef rice bowls to go."

Zhao Jianguo didn't press further, but stared at Lin Yan's face for a few seconds.

It's like trying to peel back his skin to see what kind of creature is inside.

"Don't tell me," Zhao Jianguo said, "that you brought that woman to dinner, encountered something bizarre, and then you just sat there the whole time?"

Lin Yan thought for a moment and said seriously:

"No, I ordered beef rice bowls but didn't get to eat them. She ate sashimi and then packed two more beef rice bowls to go before she left."

There was a moment of silence.

Zhao Jianguo suddenly slammed his hand on the table, shaking the teapot lid off.

"Two fucking dead already, and you're still spouting off a menu to me?!"

Lin Yan took half a step back, looking like she was saying, "I just started working here and I don't know anything."

"Captain Zhao, I really just came here for a simple meal, who knew I'd run into this..."

"Have a meal?"

Zhao Jianguo picked up his pipe and pointed it at him.

"You say this is bizarre, and this is exactly what's bizarre."

"You said you were coming here to eat, and coincidentally, Weird also came."

"You call this just a normal meal?!"

Lin Yan didn't dare to say a word.

Su Qinghan dutifully added from the side:

"Recorded: Lin Yan was attacked by a bizarre creature while dining with an unidentified woman. The creature has been eliminated."

"This is an unpaid duty; please advise, Team Leader Zhao, on whether it should be included in attendance records."

Zhao Jianguo turned around and roared, "What kind of instructions are you talking about! First, figure out how this weirdo died!"

Su Qinghan secretly pursed her lips and went to ask the survivors her routine questions while holding her tablet.

Ultimately, she brought three survivors who were still able to have rational and normal conversations.

The lingering fear of surviving the ordeal transformed into a desire to confide in others, and the three of them became increasingly enthusiastic in their conversation.

"That thing, that thing, it can kill whoever it says dies, and it even made that girl eat her boyfriend... Ugh!"

"Then this young man rushed up and shouted something at him, something about banning his account and such."

"Yeah, yeah, that handsome guy actually survived, and then that blond guy..."

The person speaking suddenly stopped.

"So what?"

That's it.

"What do you mean by 'gone'?"

"Yeah, it's like it suddenly went back to normal."

They were at one of the tables by the window, far away, and least affected by the bizarre.

But all they could see were Lin Yan and Saya's backs.

Saya stood there, blocking Lin Yan and also blocking the bizarre.

To these ordinary people, the whole incident was like an edited video.

Someone died, someone shouted, and then nothing happened.

Wang Yue then took two steps forward and held her phone up to Zhao Jianguo.

There was a line of text printed on it.

[The freak targeted him, then the woman he brought with him walked up to the freak, snatched the selfie stick, and the freak died.]