``Continue investigating!'' Derek took a deep breath, suddenly turning the wheel and driving towards the center of town.
"Where are you going?" Li Nuowei was curious. He didn't expect Drake to make any other choice. He did not choose between landing on the island or descending into an air raid shelter.
"Please go to Ruka Twelve Street again," Drake said solemnly.
122 Second Coming Museum
It was already midnight when we arrived at Liuhua Twelve Street again, and it was 1am.
In this city where nightlife culture is not popular, after 9 o'clock, the lights are turned off and the stalls close their doors. At one o'clock in the morning, the whole street is very quiet.
Parking their car at the entrance of this mercial and cultural street, Li Nuowei and Drake got out of the car and walked along this street.
Although there was no one on the street, Li Nuwei saw many strange "creatures". These otherworldly creatures, at odds with human daily life, stood behind the windows of roadside clothing stores and inside closed food stalls. Inside, he looked like a terminally ill mental patient, watching people walk down the street in the middle of the night through glass and fences.
Drake noticed Li Nuowei's nervousness and alertness. He thought that Li Nuwei was afraid of the dark, so he couldn't help but joke. "What are you scared of?"
You can't see what you're afraid of.
Li Nuowei sighed and said, "I'm not afraid of anything. Just what do you want to find out?"
"My life's experience," Drake said, looking at the other, "because my bloodline is inseparable from the normal organization that once dominated this city, I have no choice but to solve the abnormal situation at Liuhua Port. It’s important to decipher the life experiences of people. It should have some effect.”
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