High-Altitude Horror (1)
Chapter 1782:High-Altitude Horror (1)
It is easy to check the choir.
Chen Yihan can access the files of Akiko Yang at any time.
Compared with the Nan Gongyao, which does not take the formal way, this kind of adjustment file certainly has many limitations.
It was not until I got the news of Chen Xiaoqiu in the evening, and what I saw was not the official electronic file they showed me, but Chen Xiaoqiu's relay.
Akiko did not lie.This man is real.Although Chen Xiaoqiu could not show me the file, he showed me Qiqiu Yang's photo of the document, which was slightly different from what I saw, and it was just a difference between the photo and myself.He is not a later than Yuan Chun, temporarily unable to find out, but he does have a sister, the current junior, signed a tripartite contract, is conducting internships, after graduation will be directly into the job.The body of his sister Qiuting Tingting has been found, and the cause of death is internal bleeding, no trauma.The location where the body was found was also bizarre, was suddenly seen in the hospital morgue.As for Akiko’s own body, he has not yet been found.
This is not surprising.Since that day, many bodies have been found throughout the country, some of which were quickly identified, some of which could not be answered for a while, and many may now be stuffed in a corner, waiting for people to find out.
I don’t know this guy.Since it is proved that Akiko Yang is not the person I imagined, all the illusions produced by the side effects have become strange.
At least, two things have been confirmed.One is the death of the skinny, and the second is the autumn.
I feel the pressure.This is more stressful for me than the exorcist, which is what Wu Ling said.
What else appears in the fantasy?
A plane, and a monster?
The castle, the throne and the body of a wall...
The future mentioned by Akiko Yang is likely to be confirmed.
Just thinking about that future, I’m scared.
I wanted to talk to Ye Qing once, but I never had a chance.
Misunderstanding, poor communication, two people have differences... and then, parting ways?We each do each other’s plans, and we destroy each other’s plans.
This kind of thing is ridiculous and sad.
I don’t want to see that future.
Not to mention that in that future, I, the current “I”, will be destroyed by another “I”.The personality and sub-personality disputes that often occur in schizophrenia are also the same I do not want to see.
But I don't know what to do.
Ye Qing may now be hiding to avoid being found by the exorcists.It may also be deliberately avoiding me... he was not too keen on me.When it comes to people changing the past, the present, and the brainwashing of everyone, he wants to talk even more.
I can only accept this reality.
Chen Xiaoqiu sent me the information and asked me a question.
I thought about it and told me about what I saw in the side effects.I can’t tell anyone about that future.
“That’s pretty good to verify.Isn’t there an incident that didn’t happen?”Chen Xiaoqiu said.
"Yes.The plane.I haven’t been on a plane lately.Don’t you want to go out in the field?”I said.
“Coths are there exorcists from far away?”Chen Xiaoqiu said.
This...
I was surprised, but think about it, I have never seen an exorcist...
Thinking about it, I froze.
“You mean, we were attacked, and killed which of them we were, and then I just dreamed of him?”I asked.
“It doesn’t have to be us who kills.Ye Qing is only one of the enemy lists they need to eliminate, and we are only on the list.It’s not just us on the list, is it?It's just a very common contact, and then they're killed by something else."
I thought of the one in the enemy who could change—or the ghost, or myself.
Whoever it was, it was entirely possible that he would have killed the exorcists on the plane before they entered the plane.In this way, the monsters on the plane also have an explanation.
In that case, the past will be changed.There may not be any exorcists in their memory.
This seems to be a trap...
If they don’t have this in their memory, and I mention it, I’ll be found out.
I looked down and saw the woven hand rope on my wrist.
That's right!
This can also be proven!
Once the rope is gone, it proves that the past has changed!
Can I use this to do something?
I began to think again.
In this regard, I have no experience, and I can't find the clue for a while.
That’s how the conversation with Chen Xiaoqiu ended.
I held my wrist, touched the rope, and slowly fell asleep.
When I was sleeping, the sound of a rumbling plane woke me up.In my ear is the air in the plane.When I woke up, I heard the radio, but I couldn’t understand what those words meant.
I was sweating cold and my mouth was bitter.
What's going on?What do you think?
Thinking about the plane before going to bed, this is the dream?
Before the skinny...
That's too close, isn't it?
This thing...
I floated up and looked at the object of my possession.
I saw a scene that surprised me.
I was attached to a woman, with wide dark glasses, covering most of her face.The long hair of the wavy rolls spread over the shoulders, and the dress on the body is a little soft.
I saw pink lips.
When the flight attendant walked by and asked what kind of drink she wanted, her pink lips opened and asked for a glass of mineral water.
I turned my head around.
This is not a crowded cabin when the side effects are, but the first class location, very spacious and comfortable.
The other person sitting next to the woman, I do not know at all, look like, is a shrewd and capable woman strong.
She turned to the woman and said, “You can rest for two more hours.”After getting off the plane, I went straight to the hotel, and there was no fan pick-up or a photographer.”
The woman nodded, did not take off the dark glasses, took a sip of water, and leaned back.
Fans and photographers...
I have some trances.
After such a reminder, I stared carefully at the woman for a while and finally confirmed it.
This is the face, goddess!
But... how could I be attached to her?
No, the question now is, how did she die?
What a joke?
There is no news on the internet...
I had a mess in my head and suddenly felt a smug.
There was a fading in the cabin.
I looked up and saw that the pussy came from the back of the business class.
My body floated over there, through the curtain that blocked the line of sight, through the place where the crew rested, and saw the view of business class.
There are a lot of whispering sounds in the business class, and the movement of the sculder is constantly.
It was not any of these passengers who emitted the inllegation.
I saw the walking ghost in the cabin walkway.
The ghost was full of excitement and gloom, searching carefully for each passenger.
The face is a little familiar...
I thought for a moment, not remembering who this girl was.
“The grass.Where is that goddess?This is the plane!”The girl cursed.
This familiar insult made me stop.
The brain on that social networking site!
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