You Huo bowed and sat on the sofa, supporting two long legs, and feeling the earrings with one hand boredly.
Hearing Qin Qiu's words, he raised his eyelids, his cold eyes swept across the other's face, and dropped back.
No explanation, no reflection, no reason.
This attitude is obviously the most difficult kind of thorn to deal with.
…
As soon as 154 entered the office of their boss, he felt suffocated for a while, as if he was in the political and religious office.
"Are you looking for me?"
There are candidates present, 154's expression is corrected, and he speaks with honorifics.
"Second violation, what is the punishment?" Qin Qiu slowly turned the pen in his hand and looked at him, "It's been a while, I can't remember clearly."
154 was silent for two seconds with a blank face, and said, "Close the confinement."
Qin Research: "..."
The confused fingers stopped for a while, and finally raised his head.
His expression was still cold, except for the sleepy laziness, he couldn't see any emotion, but 154 felt that he was full of sarcasm.
Maybe it's in the genes.
Maybe their boss is easy to attract this kind of attention.
Qin Qiu: "Apart from confinement, what else is there to order?"
154 opened his mouth.
Something in the room made a "drip" sound.
Youhuo's eyes moved and fell on Qin Qiu's wrist. Something flickered for a moment, and that's where the sound came from.
154 said, "Look, it's against the rules to impose a fine."
Qin Qiu lowered his eyes, carelessly rubbing his cuffs, and the flashing light immediately dimmed.
When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were on You Huo's.
"The confinement room with only tables and chairs is a bit boring." He looked at Wander, but he said to 154.
154 nodded: "Indeed."
"Why don't you go with him? There's a scene anyway."
154: "…"
Who is this punished for
Qin Qiu laughed: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously."
154 was used to such unpredictable bastard talk, he quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Then... send him downstairs, sleep for another three hours, and send him back after making up his sleep?"
"Is this a hotel hourly room?"
154 is silent.
He waited for a while watching his nose, nose, nose and mouth, before taking a glance at the new order.
On the sofa, You Huo was looking out of the window, wondering if he was in a daze or what, with a look of "you can do whatever you want, if you kill me, I will lose", with an extremely unrighteous attitude, cold and arrogant.
As for their boss, Qin Zhuo...
He clasped his hands loosely, and his eyes fell on You Huo Subai's side face.
154 felt that their boss should be a little curious about this extremely difficult candidate, but for some reason, he seemed to be in a bad mood.
"Boss?" 154 reminded aloud.
After a while, Qin Jiu retracted his gaze and suggested to 154, "Let's trick another candidate into breaking the rules and lock him up with him."
154: "…"
What nonsense is this
Wrist "drip" again.
It should be the same as before, an indication and a warning. 154's teeth clenched, but Qin Jiu didn't care too much.
"Don't close it, just send it away?"
drop.
Qin Qiu gave a "tsk".
He thought for a while and asked 154: "Has the last used confinement room been cleaned?"
154 glanced at You Huo and was very at a loss: "Is there something that needs to be cleaned up?? The rope is put away, and I also threw away the paper ball of 'Fuck you'."
Hearing the paper ball, You Huo's fingers touching the earrings stopped for a second, but he still looked out the window, pretending to be deaf and dumb with a cold face.
Qin Qiu said, "The other room."
154: "Oh, not yet. It was supposed to be cleaned up, but the candidates violated the rules too intensively, and 922 and I haven't taken care of it yet."
"Then let this dense..." Qin Zhu paused and looked at You Huo, "What's your name?"
You Huo snorted coldly.
"Let this Mr. Hum clean it up."
Confused: "… "
Seeing that a murder was about to happen in the office, 154 hurriedly responded, and quickly invited the dangerous person downstairs with a sullen face.
…
Downstairs utility room.
922 and 154 were picking tools, and the candidate who was really punished leaned against the door with his arms folded, his face gloomy.
"Don't be stinky. If you really fight, you won't be able to beat him." 922 said.
Maybe the word "resolve" is too showy. 922's attitude towards wandering has changed a little bit, and his speech is not as formal as before.
Youhuo didn't say anything, but judging from his expression, it was obvious that he was farting.
"You think No. 001 is for playing?" 922 said, "I saw the boss for the first time... Which one was it? It was next to the field army base, I can't remember. Anyway, it's a street! A whole street, on the ground It's all blood, and he's carrying a shoulder cannon like this in his hand—"
"Go to your bucket." 154 cut him off with a sullen face.
"Oh."
922 recalled it with no end in mind, and then corrected his expression under 154's gaze, and said to Youhuo, "You go first, I'll take the bucket in a while."
…
Youyou and 154 went to the long corridor first.
"This blood needs to be cleaned up." 154 pointed to the bloodstains on the ground, and then walked to the door of the confinement room where the bald head was closed to unlock it.
"You were candidates before?" You Huo suddenly said.
154 was stunned, nodded and said, "Yeah, it was several years ago."
"How did you become an invigilator?"
154 thought for a while and said, "Successfully passed the exam with excellent grades."
You Huo frowned: "What exactly is this exam?"
154 glanced at him, and said vaguely: "A kind of... special screening mechanism, it's the exam, it's all like this."
Youhuo sarcastically said: "What to sieve? The bold champion?"
While speaking, the feeling of being watched last time came again.
You Huo glanced at the top of his head, it was still the ceiling of Bai Shengsheng, there were no holes, and there was nothing staring at him from top to bottom with his head hooked.
"What kind of person would be pulled here?" He ignored the feeling and continued to ask.
154 thought for a while and said, "A very dangerous person."
You puzzled face expressionless.
154 remembered that room of the old, the weak, the sick, and the pregnant, and said, "...Maybe it's not accurate."
You confused: "Then what is this? A supernatural event?"
154 shook his head: "It's not a supernatural event, it's—"
drop.
That sound again.
You Huo glanced back, thinking that the annoying 001 invigilator was following.
He only reacted when he saw that there was no one behind him. The prompt came from 154.
154 touched his fingers.
He wore a plain ring on his index finger, and a red light of warning faintly revealed from under the ring. When he saw the red light, he immediately closed his mouth.
"What is this?" You Huo asked, "That 001 also had it just now."
"Illegal warning." 154 turned the ring, blocking the light.
"You also have constraints and regulations?"
"Of course! There are many!" 922's voice came.
Carrying an aluminum bucket, he walked over all kinds of bloodstains, "It is forbidden to talk about dangerous topics, it is forbidden to abuse power to bully candidates, it is forbidden to help candidates to cheat, and the invigilator is forbidden to mess with candidates—"
Confused: "… "
"Oh, of course, this is basically unlikely." 922 said, "It's not bad if you don't fight, but if you fight, it is forbidden for the invigilator to kill candidates in violation of regulations... and so on."
"Where did the examinee kill the invigilator?" You Huo asked.
922: "…"
"So, what are the consequences of your violation?"
154's face paled.
The relatively easy-to-talk 922 was silent for two seconds, and then said with a dry smile: "Don't ask, it's scary anyway. I haven't experienced it yet, and I don't really want to experience it in the future."
"So don't ask dangerous questions, okay?" 922 put the aluminum bucket in front of Youyou, "Pass the exam well, try to get out alive first, and you will naturally know some things."
…
154 didn't speak anymore, he removed the lock of the confinement room.
As soon as the door opened, the smell was fragrant.
In addition to blood, there are some residues stuck to the ground and walls.
Youhuo looked disgusted: "...You usually clean these confinement rooms?"
"Of course not by hand." 922 pinched his nose and said, "otherwise, what's the difference between punishing us?"
"Nausea is a bit gross, but cleaning is better than confinement."
You Huo looked at him with a cold face.
922 said embarrassingly, "Uh... It's better for you than being in the same room with our boss, isn't it?"
After that, he dragged 154 and ran away in a hurry.
The hallway is quiet again.
…
Really cleaning is impossible.
You Huo leaned against the door, took a cold look around, then took the aluminum bucket to pick up a bucket of water and poured it directly into the room.
The water washed away the blood, and the things adhering to the floor and walls were also washed away and turned white.
You Huo squatted down, and there was a piece in front of his foot, which looked like bone slag, with a long black hair wrapped around it.
What ghosts are in that bald head
Youhuo endured nausea and entered the door with a cold face.
…
The entire room was swept clean, and a whole bucket of blood and debris was placed.
In the top pile of hair, a piece of skin that fell off somewhere was suddenly entangled in it, and the skin was white soaked in water, almost like a fake.
The tattoo on the top is particularly conspicuous, which is a small and simple pattern of wind chimes.
…
Three hours later, 922 set off again and returned to the examination room with confusion.
Qin Jiu moved his muscles and bones, and planned to find 154 to get some food. As a result, the door of the office was opened, and a bucket of flesh and blood was respectfully placed at his door, next to a piece of paper that was temporarily torn down.
Send you, thank you.
154's voice came over: "Boss, I'm going to roast beef, do you want something to eat?"
Qin Qiu: "...I won't be hungry today."
154: "???"
He turned around with oven mitts, stared at the bloody bucket for three seconds, and said, "I don't think I'll ever be hungry in my life."
Qin Jiu took off the piece of paper, leaned against the door and looked at it for a while, then asked 154: "The same candidate, what is the penalty for the third violation?"
He spoke slowly and slowly, with certain words lingering slightly, so that every sentence seemed like a casual provocation.
154: "...There shouldn't be a third time, right?"
"What if."
154 said carefully: "The punishment is for us... to invigilate the whole process and focus on monitoring."
Qin Research: "..."
The building was eerily quiet.