Chapter 91 The Pursuit
Behind him was a thin homeless man, covered from head to toe in a piece of dirty and tattered cloth. He was stinky, as if he had just been out of the garbage that had been there for a few weeks. Same as digging it out.
She was wrapped in rags and couldn’t see her face clearly. She could only see that she was holding a quilt roll in one hand and a one-pound note in the other. The note was crumpled, and a corner slipped between her fingers. The inside was exposed.
I don’t know if he heard Lynch’s reminder, but the tramp turned around and ran away without looking back.
Tramps in tattered clothes are not uncommon in Rhine City, but this man’s taste is a bit beyond that of a gentleman. The ladies couldn't bear it anymore, which caused a burst of curses from all around. Seeing him approaching, the people around him subconsciously moved to the side, making way for him while also blocking the gaps in other directions.
It should be her, Maya.
Finally met her.
Lin Qi felt excited. He quickly looked around and found that the few people who were following him were constantly pushing away the pedestrians around him and chasing after the homeless man.
Something is not good, I am about to be caught up.
Lin Qi rolled his eyes and saw that a middle-aged woman was being pushed down by being watched. A man screamed from above the person: "Ah, why are you beating someone? Look, someone is beating someone in public."
Some people immediately surrounded him. Although there was only a second or two of resistance, a loophole was opened in the encirclement. The homeless man was as slippery as a sea snake and quickly got into the crowd.
No, I have to follow up and have a look.
Worried about an ambush, Lin Qi hugged little Martha tightly and prepared to follow. However, before he could take a step, he felt the little guy's hand tightly grasping his shoulders, and she leaned close to his ear.
“No.”
Huh? Lynch stopped before he started.
"That's not a journalist sister, someone I don't know."
Lynch immediately realized that the man was holding banknotes in his hand. He was probably an ordinary homeless man who was temporarily hired as bait.
But now that she has used bait to deceive all the people she is following, the next step...
He immediately looked around, and sure enough, another thin figure dressed as a homeless man was hiding in the corner of a building, waving to him and Martha.
This should be real, not some other homeless person.
Taking Martha to tell her to tell her the difference, Lynch looked at the homeless people at the entrance of the train station.
Um? It seems that because of the commotion, these people also escaped and are now gone.
Lin Qi frowned and didn't think much about it. Seeing little Martha nodding excitedly, he looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to him, and then walked quickly towards the corner of the building.
It is said to be a corner, but it is actually the gap between the two buildings of the station. It is only half a meter wide, dark and cramped, and there are a lot of debris scattered on the ground, making it dirty and messy.
Lin Qi walked along the street with the girl in his arms, strode to the corner, walked straight across the gap, walked a few steps, and turned back suddenly.
The square is still in chaos. The people watching are chasing the escaped bait. Some unknown people in blue uniforms are maintaining order in the square, but no one is following behind.
It should be fine, right? Lynch had learned this level of anti-stalking skills from movies and TV shows. Although he was still a little uneasy, he still held onto his cane and got into the crack.
There was a person standing in the shadow of the gap. He was petite and dressed in dirty and shabby clothes. He covered his eyes with a peaked cap and wrapped himself tightly with a scarf. His whole body also exuded the smell of garbage, which did not cover up the rotten smell. few.
Seeing someone coming in, the figure immediately shrank towards the darkness, and then a female voice came: "Martha?"
"Journalist sister? How did you become like this?" Little Martha looked puzzled.
"Who is he?"
"It's Uncle Lynch, he..." "Let's go first. We can talk in detail after we leave here. There is an ambush."
Lin Qi interrupted the two women's reminiscence. He leaned against the gap and listened, then stuck his head out to take a look. The people watching outside had gone away, and the square was calm again. But for some reason, Lin Qi always had a feeling. The feeling of being spied upon.
“This way, go through and there is the railroad track. Follow me.”
The female reporter tugged her peaked cap to cover her face and walked towards the depth of the gap to see Lynch holding Ma Sha followed closely and whispered:
"Who are you?"
"The people who want to help you have been chasing you for several days... Your problem is very serious and must be solved as soon as possible."
While explaining the experience of the past few days in the simplest language, Lynch followed the female reporter through the dark gap. When he lowered his head on the way, he saw little Martha huddled in her arms, her big blue eyes staring at him flickeringly. , his face was full of surprise and admiration. Lin Qi pinched her little face, leaned against the opening of the gap, and peered out with the female reporter:
"I came here today just to contact you and make an appointment to meet and talk in detail. Believe me, I really want to help you, but I can't do it now. I have to send little Martha back first. You should know how weird this is. It is fatal to an ordinary person. Martha, shut up and think about your mother. Leave the rest to me. I promise to try my best to help your reporter sister."
The female reporter was obviously hesitant. But finally he looked at little Martha and nodded: "Follow me, I'll tell you where to find me."
Outside is the other side of the station, four long platforms, above There were several rows of loaded trucks parked, and workers were shoveling coal into the carriages with sweat on their backs. There were also seven or eight long rails extending from the platform into the distance.
There were many workers coming and going outside. The female reporter waved to Lynch, quietly avoided the workers' sight and slipped through the connection between the carriages. Then she followed a rusty rail into the depths of the station. In a decaying open space, several scrapped carriages covered with grass lay in a mess.
The carriage cemetery is a place where discarded carriages are piled up at the train station.
“There are homeless people staying here at night, but there are very few people during the day. I have been living here for the past two days since I left the cabin. It should be safe.”
The female reporter looked back again. Behind her was the railway track with a relatively wide view. She had an unobstructed view of the environment. After confirming that no one was following her, she breathed a sigh of relief and got into one of the carriages first.
The long carriage feels much more luxurious than the one in the previous life. There are booths surrounded by long sofas. Some of the booths still have traces of life.
“I don’t know why you want to help me, just like I don’t know what happened to me, but I know you must have a purpose, and you can probably guess some. Listen, I didn’t mean to I spied on Grant conspiring with a group of monsters in the Lower House, and also mentioned a strange name called More...Okay, I won't mention it for now. In short, I guess you came to me for this matter, yes, I I do know the details, but I definitely can’t finish it in a few words. If you want detailed information, you must come back after sending her away to help me get through the difficult situation.”
"Why don't you call the police? With your profession, you should know that besides the Rangers there are also Watchmen. Don't you trust them?"
The female reporter did not answer, but just pointed at Martha. Lynch ignored Martha. Martha protested and consciously covered little Martha's eyes. The female reporter then lifted her hat and pulled down her scarf a little.
The appearance is invisible, the eyes are cloudy and dark red, the skin on the face has become like rubber, the corners of the mouth are cracked to the base of the ears, revealing the sharp shark-like teeth inside, which makes people shudder just looking at it.
Fortunately, he had seen the photo before, so Lin Qi was not mentally shocked, but he still felt cold and sighed softly.
The female reporter touched and pulled up her scarf, led the two of them through the long carriage, jumped out of the car from the other end, the three of them walked around the messy abandoned carriages, and soon got into the train Stand under the outer wall. After climbing over the outer wall, you left the scope of the train station, and opposite you was the normal main street of the Cross District.
"Send her away and she must come back to help me." The female reporter's voice suddenly became choked, "I don't want to stay like this. Even if I die, I want to change back and die again."
"I'll be back, I promise."
"Well..."
However, before he finished speaking, there was suddenly a heart-wrenching metal friction sound from behind. The sound was a bit far away, as if Right in the hiding place of the female reporter who just left.
The three people immediately hid behind the nearest abandoned carriage and peeped carefully. They saw four sharp claws suddenly protruding from the top of the metal carriage. The claws were like hot knives cutting through butter, easily cracking the metal shell. It circled around the outer shell and tore the carriage in half on the left and right sides.
Behind the carriage is a humanoid monster nearly three meters tall. It is almost the same as the one in the previous photos. The monster has torn tattered clothes hanging on it, and there are several homeless people following behind it. It is the same monster as before. Some of those who disappeared at the station entrance had begun to swell and their hands had grown sharp claws.
These monsters surrounded the empty carriage and roared angrily.
Hell, it turns out the ghouls are catching up with me.
(End of this chapter)