Chapter 275 Weird News Photos

What happened later, no one else knew except Song Yao himself.

He thought the boy looked familiar, and ran after him for a few steps.

However, the girl pushing the wheelchair seemed to be neither hurried nor slow, but the distance between him and her was getting farther and farther.

Song Yao could only watch the other party disappear into the crowd, and was covered by layers of shadows.

He stood there, showing a look of loss.

"Hello."

Someone called him from behind.

"Excuse me, is this something you dropped?"

Song Yao turned around, and the first thing he saw was a slender hand. The palm was slightly open.

In the palm was his bracelet.

Maybe it was not fastened before, causing the bracelet to fall off accidentally.

He hurriedly thanked the other party, and heard the person say "You're welcome" with a smile, and then walked past him and left.

At this time, Song Yao came to his senses and realized that he had been looking down at the bracelet just now, and didn't see the other person's appearance at all.

I only remember that he was wearing a suit...

Song Yao immediately raised his head and looked for the man's trace.

He was a tall man in a suit.

His face was definitely not visible, as he could only see the back of his head.

He seemed to know the girl who had just pushed the wheelchair. Song Yao saw the girl appear in the crowd again.

The person pushing the wheelchair changed from the girl to the man, who bent down slightly, as if he was concerned about the boy sitting in the wheelchair.

From Song Yao's perspective, he could only see the boy shaking his head slightly.

Then, the three of them continued to walk slowly towards the viewing window.

They were not walking fast, but they gave people a feeling that the noise around them did not affect them at all.

The girl loved to joke, occasionally reaching out her hand to gesture something famous, and also pointed out something she thought was fun and interesting to the other two.

The man pushed the wheelchair forward steadily, nodded from time to time, and occasionally bent down to pick up the fallen blanket and cover the boy.

The boy was blocked by the figures of the two people behind him. Song Yao had no way to see his actions, and he didn't say much.

One can only guess that he was probably listening to the two people talking seriously.

Song Yao still felt that the boy gave people a familiar feeling, but he couldn't think of it for a while, just a vague impression.

At this time, two young girls ran over, and the one in front shouted to the one behind, saying hurry up, the show is about to start.

Song Yao was reminded by her words and quickened his pace to the window.

There were already several layers of people surrounding here. He was standing in a good position. Looking up, he could see the night view above.

The fireworks show started at 11:30 pm and lasted until midnight on New Year's Eve.

During these three days, the mall adjusted its business hours and would be open until about 12:30 in the evening.

Many people were looking forward to this fireworks show.

Song Yao's back was gradually filled with people. He looked back and saw that it was a young couple.

Because both of them were standing very quietly, without making noise or communicating loudly, Song Yao turned his head and found them.

The girl was hugged by her boyfriend on one shoulder, holding a red, long and flat gift box in her arms.

Probably her New Year's gift.

She was trying to look up, wanting to see the scenery outside the window.

At this time, Song Yao in front of her turned around and looked at her, making her smile embarrassedly.

Song Yao also forced a smile, turned around, and cast his eyes on the open window again.

Perhaps because he had been on this floor for a long time, he seemed to blend in with the people around him and forgot that he was in a critical situation in the dungeon.

People were looking forward to it and laughing. Trapped in the warm yellow tones of memories, he, the only cold color, also slowly faded.

When the first firework exploded, the children shouted excitedly, and the adults also exclaimed. Song Yao looked up and looked at a red flower blooming in the lonely night sky, and his heart calmed down.

He was immersed in this false world, no longer thinking about why this place was ten years ago, why the boy gave him a strange sense of familiarity, and how to escape from here...

Guild, dungeon... After putting down all the problems, Song Yao relaxed his body and mind, just like emptying a crowded house bit by bit.

Just here, it's good here.

There are fireworks and crowds. The New Year is the time when people can tolerate each other the most. He will never be alone.

Fireworks were launched one after another. Towards the end, dozens of fireworks were launched at the same time, exploding in the air at almost the same time, forming a sparkling sea of ​​light.

In this sea of ​​light, no one noticed that one of them deviated from the direction and headed straight for the crowd at the viewing window.

Fireworks fell on the roof, and the high-temperature debris fell into the passage inside the building, igniting flammable materials.

The fire was everywhere, but the people around seemed unaware and were still discussing the fireworks outside the window with great interest.

And Song Yao, who was in it, did not pay attention to the fire, as if he could not feel the heat and suffocation brought by the flames.

He just looked out the window steadily, his eyes calm, as if nothing could hurt him anymore.

In the firelight, there were many human figures.

Gradually solidified and frozen.

Became a faded old photo.

What Zheng Xun held in his hand was the newspaper with this photo attached.

Just now, after asking the audience in the live broadcast room, I roughly learned where Song Yao went.

Song Yao's sudden disappearance is definitely not that simple.

The comments were incoherent and everyone was talking in a mess, but Zheng Xun still figured it out and made some guesses.

When he and Song Yao got separated, the other party must have mistakenly entered a completely different time and space from him.

So they were both on the fourth floor, but they couldn't see each other.

As for Song Yao, the live broadcast was interrupted after he stepped over the ghost face drawn by Zheng Xun.

No one knew what happened afterwards.

Until Zheng Xun and his team found the newspaper.

The newspaper was found in the bookstore they returned to on the first floor. Bookstores like to use this kind of old newspaper to wrap books for customers, which is probably the specialty of their store.

As for how Zheng Xun found this paper...

Because it was already business hours, there were customers walking around. A customer who bought a book tore off the wrapping paper and accidentally dropped half of it.

Only half.

After that, Zheng Xun and his team spent some time to find the other half in the bookstore. After piecing them together, they got such a piece of news.

Building fireworks fire incident.

On New Year's Eve, the mall held a grand fireworks show and invited everyone to watch.

But when the New Year's bell rang, an accident suddenly happened.

Because the main viewing point for fireworks was on the sixth floor, the top floor of the mall, many customers failed to escape successfully.

A human tragedy.

After this incident, the mall was investigated and rectified, and it took a long time to renovate before it was qualified to reopen.

Zheng Xun stared at the photo in the middle of the news.

Originally, they just wanted to find clues about fireworks, but they didn't expect to have an unexpected gain.

"Look at this person," Zheng Xun pointed at the photo in the newspaper and asked Shen Guanyu, who was closest to him, "Does he look like Captain Song?"

"This..."

Shen Guanyu originally thought that Zheng Xun was lying. How could Song Yao appear in this newspaper from ten years ago?

But when he looked at the place where Zheng Xun pointed, he couldn't help but slightly widen his eyes.

In the photo, everyone was running for their lives in a hurry, with panic and fear on their faces.

There was only one person. He stood facing the fire, motionless, with an unprecedented calm expression.

Because the camera was close to him, the man's facial features could still be seen.

It turned out to be Song Yao.