"This book has picked up the undead."

The next moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of Wu Xiaode.

Falcon.

——It turned out to be a falcon!

Wu Xiaode almost couldn't help shouting.

He is in undead form!

But didn’t he already get on the train just now?

Is he dead?

So, what is that falcon in the train cab?

Falcon's body was translucent and he said in a hurry: "Xiao Wu, I didn't expect you to have such an ability. I want to remind you-"

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed and he looked somewhere behind him.

"What is that?" Falcon murmured.

A black spot suddenly appeared on his heart.

A translucent long beard flew from an extremely distant place and inserted into the black spot in an instant.

Whoosh!

Falcon's whole body seemed to be pulled by a huge force, and he was instantly pulled out, passed through the carriage and rock formations above his head, and disappeared from Wu Xiaode's eyes.

"No, save me, I don't want to-"

The falcon burst out with telepathy full of fear, but its soul had nowhere to go.

Wu Xiaode froze in place, feeling a chill running down his spine. He had no idea what was going on. New

Two lines of small words in ice crystals quickly appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"The undead who issued the commission has disappeared."

"Current commission cancelled."

Disappeared……

The falcon's soul disappeared.

… Damn it, what happened just now?

More importantly, if Falcon is dead, who is driving the train?

Wu Xiaode yawned and stretched to cover up the change in his expression.

calm.

Be sure to stay calm!

He rubbed his eyes, stood up, walked to the train entrance, and shouted to the cab:

"Falcon, is there anything to eat in this car?"

"Glutty guy, this is a tunnel train used for geological exploration. Do you think it's a sightseeing tour and I'm preparing food for you?" Falcon scolded with a smile.

Ying stood next to Falcon and interjected: "If you want to eat, just go to Xiao Baihong or the group leader. They both like to bring some snacks or something."

Wu Xiaode nodded, turned around and walked towards the carriage.

If he hadn't been able to communicate with the dead, he wouldn't have known that Falcon was dead.

in the end……

What kind of power can kill a person quietly and pretend to be him?

Wu Xiaode put his hand on the knife, hesitated for a moment, adjusted the position of the knife, and then withdrew his hand.

Can't take action.

Without evidence, it's hard to explain at first glance.

I can't stop everyone's attack.

——But how to win everyone’s trust?

Who will support do it yourself?

He looked around the entire carriage.

Xiao Baihong was squatting in the corner eating a piece of strawberry cream cake.

The gunman placed various firearms and equipment in an open space and was checking them one by one.

The group leader sat on the seat by the window, resting his chin on his hands and looking intently at the underground route structure map.

No one found the falcon dead.

think carefully--

The platform just now was stopped because all the scientists died.

Falcon was also killed there and replaced.

If scientists left any clues before they died——

Wu Xiaode sat down against the wall, opened his marching bag, took out the diaries, and then the photo.

There are still the same five scientists in the photo.

Wu Xiaode rubbed the two lines of small words on the photo and whispered:

"From left to right, they are Li Bing, Sun Shuhua, Zhang Erwu, Liu Run and Ding Tao."

"Attention, this is the order in which we take pictures."

Note... the order.

Wu Xiaode put down the photos, took out the diaries one by one, found the names of several people on the title page, and then sorted them according to the names of "Li Bing, Sun Shuhua, Zhang Erwu, Liu Run, and Ding Tao".

Then what?

If there is any hint in this sentence, what should we do next?

Wu Xiaode picked up the diary and flipped through it one by one.

Nothing was found.

Just when he was a little disappointed, a scene in his memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

Yes……

It seems like this...

He quickly flipped through the diary and turned it to the last page.

Just like what I saw last time, there are only a few confusing lines and strokes here, and you can't tell what they are at all.

order.

Wu Xiaode silently memorized the strokes on the last pages of the five diaries, and then gently sketched them in his mind in the order in which the scientists took pictures.

The first one is Li Bing, and the strokes he left appear first in my mind.

Then there is Sun Shuhua.

The strokes seem to be connected, which is interesting!

Then came Zhang Erwu, Liu Run, Ding Tao...

One horizontal stroke, one vertical stroke, one stroke and one stroke, all the strokes were perfectly spliced ​​together in Wu Xiaode's mind, forming words one by one.

These words make up a sentence:

"It's among us."

Wu Xiaode paused.

He suppressed the chill in his heart and flipped through the notebook again.

After all, on the last page of each notebook, in addition to strokes, there are also some scrawled lines.

Wu Xiaode stretched out his hand and gently traced the lines on his legs without leaving any trace.

——No one paid attention to him at this time.

A moment.

The painting is done.

An image appeared in Wu Xiaode's mind.

That's a weirdo.

It has a long tail, a back covered with hard skin, a pair of vertical pupils, and a human body and limbs.

This was not a fallen human being that he had ever seen.
Chapter completed!