Chapter 148 Are there still humans here?

Shen Xing changed into the clothes that Wang Xinran had prepared for him on the shore.

Although the clothes were soaked, at least they were the right size.

As for why the other party brought a bag of clothes, and why they happened to fit his size, Shen Xing felt there was no need to ask.

Wang Xinran probably knows everything he's thinking.

"Don't you like this?" The man sitting in front of the motorcycle took off his helmet and handed it to Shen Xing, turning his head to ask Shen Xing. "Yeah." Shen Xing nodded honestly.

"Okay." The man didn't say anything, but slowly raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers spread apart, and touched below Shen Xing's eyelids. Raindrops pelted Shen Xing's head, and his soaked bangs almost covered his eyes, but Shen Xing felt something strange besides the rain.

It was a tingling sensation in his eyes, like they were about to tear up, as if something was crawling out of his eyelids and eye sockets. Besides this physical sensation, Shen Xing also felt a faint buzzing in his mind, similar to the resonance he felt in the school clinic. In Shen Xing's vision, tiny insects formed a line and crawled onto the man's fingers.

Only after the two white lines broke did the man withdraw his hand, saying in a tone that seemed regretful, "They quite like you." Hmm, I feel like the other anomalies like me quite a bit too.

The white worm crawled up the man's finger and into his eye socket.

"Where to?" The man looked ahead, started his motorcycle, and asked, "The police are almost here."

"Let's find a secluded spot first," Shen Xing suggested.

"Okay." The man turned the handlebars, the motorcycle roared, and it drove off along the dirt road.

Shen Xing held a handbag in one hand, and the doll sat between Shen Xing and the man, like a child being protected by two adults.

While the motorcycle was in motion, Shen Xing couldn't help himself.

He was extremely curious about [03-Hive]. Now that there was a ready-made "Queen Bee" who had formed a temporary "alliance" with him, he found it hard to suppress his urge to ask questions.

Shen Xing had been researching alone, at a moderate pace, but there were always some pieces of information that were difficult to obtain when he was alone. "Xinran, do you 'resonate' with the chandelier's honeycomb?" Shen Xing asked, raising his voice due to the wind and rain, almost shouting.

"Yes," came the voice from the man in the front seat. "Three times, I guess: once when the chandelier was installed at home, once when my brother and father died, and once in the hospital."

Wang Xinran knew some of Shen Xing's memories, so she naturally understood what Shen Xing meant by "resonance," without needing further explanation from him. Three resonances meant that Wang Xinran had undergone at least three "evolutions." The first two resonances occurred very close to the chandelier cellulite, but the third resonance happened in the hospital.

Just like Wu Xiaoting's dream, it seems there are no distance limitations.

Shen Xing was still thinking about the next question when the man in front of him spoke first.

"Is it my turn to ask?" the man's voice came again.

"Okay," Shen Xing replied.

Their communication was like a turn-based game; to outsiders, they looked like two robots, but neither of them seemed to find it awkward; on the contrary, they felt it was quite normal.

"Want me to help you kill Wen Yan?" The man's voice was unhurried, as if they weren't discussing murder, but rather crushing a bug on the roadside.

Are you confident?

"I don't know, but we can give it a try."

"If you were to kill him, what would you do?"

"Have someone surround that building."

Should we just let the crowds surround the building?

Shen Xing thought of some foreign zombie movies. If he did that, Wen Yan would indeed have no chance of escaping.

Suddenly, Shen Xing thought of something.

Wen Yan said yesterday that riots would break out in the city within the next three days...

Was this riot caused by Wang Xinran using her abilities?

It now seems highly likely, and as far as Shen Xing knows, only Wang Xinran can do this.

Wen Yan only knew that a riot would break out, but he didn't know that the target of the riot was him?

It seems that abnormalities can influence abnormal dreams to some extent.

"No rush. With you here, killing him is easy, but mitigating the aftermath will be more difficult." Shen Xing shook his head and asked, "What's the situation at the hospital right now?"

"The Ninth Squad wants me to erase the impact of this incident. They are still discussing it, and they think I have already agreed." The man stopped his motorcycle outside a bungalow. He waited for Shen Xing and the puppet to get off before pushing the motorcycle into the bungalow.

"Did Lu Lingyun pass the information to the Ninth Detachment in other provinces?" Shen Xing asked.

"They sent me my information and other investigation files."

Inside the bungalow, the man turned on the light. A woman inside stood up and said, "Then he stopped receiving any more messages from the outside world. I don't know what the Ninth Detachment did next."

"Hmm, do you have absolute control over that chandelier celluloid?" Shen Xing inquired. "Are you confident that you can prevent the Ninth Squad from researching anything?"

"Okay, just don't let the worms out." The woman in the bungalow seemed to have taken over the conversation between the man and Shen Xing, and walked up to Shen Xing. "Then when you erase everyone's memories, you can explain it as the white worms leaving the body causing the memory of that period to disappear." Shen Xing nodded and continued, "And all the surveillance in that area has to be turned off."

"Won't it be obvious?" the woman asked, somewhat puzzled.

"As long as you don't cause any casualties other than Wen Yan, they won't touch you," Shen Xing said. "In fact, they might even need your help."

Hearing this, the woman paused for a moment before finally speaking, "Then when can I come to find you?" "Do they know that you can control the white worms without being limited by distance?" Shen Xing countered.

"I understand." The woman nodded.

"Also, Xinran, I need a new identity. Are there any suitable ones in this city?" Shen Xing asked the woman in front of him.

Shen Xing had planned his new identity from the beginning. He originally intended to become a copycat with a similar build to himself, first blend back into the city, and then find a photo to mimic.

But now, with Wang Xinran's help, Shen Xing can obviously obtain a better and safer identity.

The woman in front of him didn't speak, but just stood there calmly, as if her computer had crashed.