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

Lin Yan did not let his guard down. The grotesque was originally a human in disguise, and was already familiar with human disguise methods, let alone something that was neither human nor grotesque.

He continued his probing in a cold voice:

"Stop playing tricks! How did you find us? What are you anyway?!"

The girl outside the door seemed to be startled by Lin Yan, and Lin Yan heard her take half a step back.

"I...I don't know either."

Through the door, Lin Yan heard the rustling of clothes. The girl's voice lowered, as if she had curled up into a ball.

"I'm in a closet...it's cold."

"The room is so white and big. I've found some clothes to wear."

Lin Yan frowned, trying to understand what the other person was saying.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him.

The morgue of the Folklore Bureau!

The morgue is specifically used to handle corpses resulting from bizarre events.

The exposure of these bodies could cause social panic, and some of them could be extracted and stored as materials, so the Folklore Bureau will handle them centrally.

No wonder she was wearing a white coat; she stole the staff's clothes!

And if I'm not mistaken, after she was cut in half, the department took her away, most likely to extract her as material.

However, no one could have imagined that the two halves of the body would recombine and heal without anyone noticing!

She even put on a white coat and escaped.

That's not right. Even if she was wearing a staff member's uniform, she shouldn't have been able to get out so easily.

Even if Chen Feng came, it would be the same. Anyone who wanted to pass through that door would have to go through a security check, whether going in or out.

The security checks at the Folklore Bureau are different from those at airports and subways; they are specifically designed to check for sources of pollution.

How did she get out?

"If you don't know who you are, why have you come here?"

Lin Yan asked again, his hands still moving, the frog balloons had almost completely covered the entrance hall.

The Folklore Bureau is at least several kilometers away from his rented apartment. She said she had amnesia, so how did she find her way home?

"I don't remember anything, and the harder I try to think, the more my head hurts."

The girl's voice was even lower.

"I only remember feeling very cold and having a lot of pain all over my body, like I was being cut off by something."

Upon hearing the word "cut off," Lin Yan immediately became alert.

"Every time I think about that feeling, I feel like I'm being torn apart..."

"I know you're here."

The girl timidly raised her head, and although there was a door between them, Lin Yan could feel that she was looking at him.

"I felt I had to come to you; only by seeing you could I know who I am."

Lin Yan straightened up.

She said she had amnesia and only remembered herself.

If this were a normal person, or some kind of ordinary weirdo, Lin Yan might consider believing her to some extent.

But who is this person outside the door?

That was a human body that had been refined by that cult using all sorts of inhuman methods for several months, and they even managed to get the cult to summon a god!

Lin Yan didn't know much about Ren Tui, but he would never forget the scene when he first saw her.

A humanoid container that has been drained, sewn up, and shielded from all external perception by cultists, and then used to contain rules.

Her very existence is a tragedy.

The resentment from this thing could probably make an evil sword immortal become a god if he ate it.

Will she suddenly turn into a naive and harmless amnesiac innocent girl?

Why would someone travel all that way just to play the victim?

The crucial point is that he was the one who personally killed her.

"Either that cult planted some kind of trick in her mind, trying to use someone else to kill me in revenge."

Lin Yan's eyes darkened as he secretly pondered.

"Or perhaps the consciousness of that so-called god is still lurking within her."

"It's pretending to be stupid, trying to get my help, or it's trying to possess me directly."

No matter how much the girl outside the door looks like a lost lamb, in Lin Yan's eyes she is no less dangerous than a nuclear bomb.

The door must not be opened.

Not only could he not open the door, he also had to find a way to notify the bureau or Chen Feng without alerting the other party, so that they could send someone over.

As for why this girl came here, that's a problem the researcher should be concerned about.

I still have this weird voice acting problem to solve.

Having made up his mind, Lin Yan decided to begin implementing his delaying tactics.

But how to stall for time? The other party is acting too naive, and I can't think of any effective methods for the time being.

Just as Lin Yan was racking her brains trying to figure out what to do with this hot potato outside the door.

"Pay attention, pay attention, look carefully..."

The AI ​​voiceover started playing again.

This time, its sound was even more choppy and shaky than before.

"The monster outside is still waiting, and the man inside must... he must..."

Lin Yan's eyes sharpened, and veins bulged on his forehead.

This annoying thing comes out to cause trouble at this time.

What if it says something like "he has to open the door" or "kill her"? Wouldn't he end up hurting himself and the thing outside?

At that moment, the girl outside the door seemed to sense something.

She had kept her head down ever since Lin Yan yelled at her, but now she slowly raised it.

Those dull eyes stared straight at Lin Yan... at the level of his ears.

She tilted her head.

"Sizzle~ Sizzle~ Sizzle!"

Just that one fleeting glance.

The voice in Lin Yan's head suddenly went silent, like a cassette tape stuck.

No matter how Lin Yan tried to probe in his mind.

Even if he deliberately imagines a scene like "I'm about to open the door and kiss the other person right now".

The voice actor was unresponsive, completely unlike his usual self who liked to gesture and talk; he was as silent as if he were dead.

Lin Yan stood there and touched his ear.

His eyes darted back and forth between greed and fear.

Finally, a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

Be greedy when others are fearful, and even more greedy when others are greedy.

If it were ten minutes ago, he would have preferred to commit suicide rather than put a vessel containing a human body that had been used in a ritual to molt into the house.

But now, the situation is different.

Although Lao Zhao and his team are investigating, it's too late to solve their immediate problem.

The AI ​​voiceover is no longer just making me anxious; it's gradually starting to interfere with my subconscious.

You can be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Now, in order to deal with this grotesque creature that is like a maggot clinging to the bone, biting and disgusting people, he unexpectedly discovered a powerful remedy besides enduring it.

Although this medicine seems more deadly than the disease, and might kill him along with the disease.

But Lin Yan has always been a master of extreme maneuvers.

"I'm just worried that no one can cure this thing in my head."

Lin Yan's eyes became unusually firm.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lin Yan made a decision.

He raised his voice and said, "Then come in yourself."

After saying that, Lin Yan quickly moved away from the doorway, which was also a small test on his part.

How will she get in? By breaking down the door? By walking through the wall? Or by begging me to open the door?

"Are these balloons prepared for me?"

A soft, childlike voice suddenly rang out behind Lin Yan.