Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Yan's mood suddenly became a little delicate.
No. 888 told him before that in this kind of raider plane, both the raider and the raider are the host.
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Raiders have memories from beginning to end and know what they are doing. But the target of the attack is in a passive position, neither knowing that he is the target of the attack, nor what his mission is.
Taking a sympathetic glance at Lu Zhaoyang across the way, Jiang Yan cleared his throat and decided to change the subject.
…
At the same time, there was a quiet movement in the other boxes.
Box one.
"Damn, I'm so unlucky! Sitting in the office and sorting out the documents, I came to this ghost place for no reason! Give me another bowl of soup—"
In the No. 1 box, the tall and thin man was yelling at his wife who was opposite while gobbling.
After waiting for a long time, my wife did not see any movement.
He raised his head dissatisfied, and said angrily, "I'm talking to you, do you hear me? Are you deaf?"
The woman in the yellow skirt just stared at the tall and thin man, a cluster of small, strange green flames ignited in her pupils.
Her voice was slow and deep.
"Yesterday, did you go to find that vixen?"
The tall and thin man's face immediately changed.
In the next second, he yelled loudly as if covering up his guilty conscience: "What nonsense are you talking about? Stop slandering Lao Tzu's innocence!"
"I've seen it all...you accompany that vixen to the shopping mall and buy her this and that. Pity me, for this family, I can't even bear to buy new clothes—"
The woman in the yellow skirt said, getting more and more emotional.
By the end, it was almost hysterical.
"Tell me, why am I sorry for you? Why do you treat me like this? When you took away the family's savings time and time again to curry favor with that vixen, did you consider how my son and I felt?"
The tall and thin man froze.
He didn't expect that his wife, who was always docile and forbearing, would be like this.
After reacting, he became annoyed.
He dropped his chopsticks with a "slap" and said coldly, "What do you want? I work hard all day for this family to make money. What about you? You don't have to do anything, just stay at home comfortably and have money to spend." —”
"I just want to relax, and I have no intention of divorcing you. Besides, which man doesn't steal? You are a yellow-faced woman, what right do you have to accuse me?"
The woman in the yellow skirt couldn't listen to anything, she kept muttering "Why are you sorry for me".
Her eyes were like puppets, without any vitality or expression. On the skinny face covered with fine lines, there is also a strange green faintly.
The tall and thin man finally found out that something was wrong.
Calling his wife's name, he tried to walk forward, trying to shake the woman awake.
The woman in the yellow skirt screamed.
I don't know where the strength came from, and he pushed him to the ground.
Then, like a cat, she jumped onto the table nimbly. Then he reached out and took down the bloody dagger hanging on the wall.
"You, what are you going to do?"
The tall, thin man looked at the expressionless woman in the yellow dress who was approaching him step by step, his expression changed drastically.
He ran to the door in panic, only to find that, at some point, the door had been locked from the outside!
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Box number four.
Jiang Yan was wolfing down his food when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
When he raised his head, he found that Lu Zhaoyang was looking at him with a strange look.
"Jiang Yan, your face..."