Chapter 466

The collapsed wall pipe walls, spiderweb-like cracks spreading frantically from the fist-punched hole as the center.

Rocks fell, smoke and dust filled the air.

Father Feng Ju's figure gradually became clear — mechanical arm emitting pungent white smoke, Patrol Bureau uniform soaked in blood to a dark red, left eye completely covered in blood scabs.

But none of these could attract her attention.

Her gaze was nailed dead on the camera on her father's shoulder.

The lens covered in cracks faced her, the recording indicator light already extinguished, yet that pitch-black lens seemed like a bottomless vortex, devouring all her mental focus.

A bone-piercing chill climbed up her spine, a chill completely opposite to the one when facing the monster before.

The former was the damp cold of dark gloom, the latter a bone-chilling cold under the scorching sun.

"Yu Huai... good, you're alright!"

Father's hoarse call pulled her back to reality.

Feng Yuhuai painfully tore her gaze away from that terrifying camera, meeting Feng Ju's bloodshot eyes.

The emotions surging in those eyes were too dense, she couldn't read them, and didn't dare to read them.

"Dad"

Her face showed genuine panic, voice trembling:

"There are monsters in the school, in the sewers... everywhere are"

Feng Yuhuai stumbled forward, slowly leaning toward Feng Ju, just like a frightened helpless girl wanting to throw herself into her father's safe embrace.

"Don't be afraid, Dad's here!"

Feng Ju subconsciously nodded, but muscles still tensed.

This vigilance was naturally not for Feng Yuhuai, but vigilance against monsters possibly hiding in the sewers.

He quickly scanned the surroundings, pupils suddenly contracting.

Not far behind Feng Yuhuai, a charred huge corpse lay quietly prone.

On that monster's carbonized body blown to pieces, dense arms stretched out like withered tree branches, even in death presenting a spider-like terrifying appearance.

Even more hair-raising, the ends of those arms all grew five fingers strikingly similar to human hands, currently quietly curled.

"What ghost thing is this?"

Feng Ju's scalp went numb, an instinctive chill surging from the bottom of his heart, as if targeted by some unseen danger, he subconsciously clenched his fist:

"Yu Huai, those few monsters that chased you down... where are they?"

Feng Yuhuai glanced at the charred spider corpse following Feng Ju's gaze: "..."

Feng Yuhuai froze slightly, eyes flickering once, then timidly spoke:

"I... I'm not clear either..."

Her voice was faint as a mosquito, carrying a trace of trembling, as if truly frightened badly.

"There are other monsters in the sewers, those chasing me... were attracted away by other monsters."

She weighed her words while secretly observing her father's expression, trying to glean a clue from his face.

However, her heart was in turmoil.

Her little finger unconsciously curled, hidden in her palm, quietly wriggling, gradually transforming into a crimson thread

"What's going on, Father sounds like he doesn't know where those monsters went, he shouldn't have seen me fighting those monsters.

Then what's with the camera on him, did it capture something it shouldn't have?"

These thoughts made her stomach suddenly spasm.

Fear, anxiety and suspicion surged in her abdominal cavity, ultimately all transforming into a burning... hunger.

She stared at the blood seeping from her father's brow, saliva continuously secreting between her teeth.

"Later heard explosion sounds, I thought it was rescuers..."

Feng Yuhuai walked to three steps before Feng Ju, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva:

"Didn't expect it was you Dad!!"

If it were the father in memory, this distance would already be enough for Feng Yuhuai to act.

But, perhaps the reverence and love for father in her bones made Feng Yuhuai want to give father a long-lost embrace.

She didn't dare meet father's gaze... and eat him!

That would be too cruel, from this angle, Feng Yuhuai's feelings for father far surpass those girlfriends.

Father Feng Ju could die smiling even.

Of course, besides daughter being naturally bloodline-suppressed by father, Feng Yuhuai's heart hid deeper taboo, that she also once suspected father was like her, secretly parasitized by the Curse of the Evil Sacrifice.

If she acted, she must be cautious to the extreme, must achieve one-strike kill, absolutely cannot give father any chance to transform.

"Could Father be acting with himself?"

Feng Yuhuai's heart kept pondering, this possibility not non-existent.

After all, her talent for disguise and acting absolutely could not be inherited from Mother Wang Xiuli.

Thinking thus, that high probability could only be inherited from Father Feng Ju.

Distant seepage sounds suddenly became dense.

"Captain Feng, finally found you!"

Sudden shout cut off the tender warmth between father and daughter, two strong flashlight beams crossed from the side pipe.

Then, scattered footsteps also approached, all like Feng Yuhuai "same", attracted by the violent explosion movement.

Feng Yuhuai's toes abruptly stopped, the red thread in her palm silently turning back into a finger.

She forcibly swallowed the saliva in her mouth, barely squeezing out a voice:

"Dad, your team members have arrived."

Feng Ju made a sound of assent, touched his deformed nasal bone with his index finger, then withdrew the warmth from his expression, immediately switching back to the cold sternness of a Patrol Bureau captain.

The team members who came running were breathing heavily: "Captain Feng, why can't we reach your walkie-talkie?"

Feng Ju's walkie-talkie was on Dong Ping, and Dong Ping, in saving him, had probably already... perished in the rats' bellies.

He looked around, and indeed did not see Dong Ping's figure.

He slowly looked around, and indeed did not catch sight of Dong Ping's familiar figure.

An indescribable grief spread in his heart, but he endured it, revealing not a trace on his face.

He did not explain further to the team member, but frowned tightly and asked in a deep voice: "What happened, did you find anything?"

The team member immediately stood at attention and answered loudly:

"Reporting to Captain Feng, the Special Commissioner just relayed an order for everyone to evacuate the well passage and prepare the next step operation plan to apprehend 【Mask】."

Feng Ju was slightly stunned: "What does that mean?"

The team member pondered for a moment and answered with a slightly strange expression:

"It is said that 【Mask】's true appearance has already been confirmed through a live broadcast, and the next step can launch a targeted apprehension operation..."

Feng Ju's head was full of question marks, almost blurted out: "Live broadcast? Where did a live broadcast come from?"

The team members all shook their heads; they had been going around in circles in this dark, damp sewer well passage until dizzy, who had free time to slack off and watch a live broadcast.

After quite a while, a team member answered Feng Ju's confusion:

"It seems a reporter from Guangliang Television Station secretly filmed 【Mask】's true appearance, and even in the form of a live broadcast."

"Now besides us, perhaps everyone in the Nine Districts already knows exactly what 【Mask】 looks like."

Feng Yuhuai standing beside lowered her head, her dazed expression reflected in the sewage, she could hear nothing in her ears, only two words echoing endlessly:

"Live broadcast???"

"Live—broadcast—!!!"

End of Chapter