The group finally gathered in the kitchen.
Everyone had a meal together. Dong Linhai kept peeking at Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing, and found that not only did they not have any signs of arguing again, but... they felt a little tired, right
Dong Zheng casually put the peeled shrimp in Cui Zuojing's bowl. Cui Zuojing didn't even look at him, just picked up the shrimp and dipped it in vinegar and ate it in his mouth.
Brother is probably apologizing to him.
Cui Zuojing ate this meal without even moving his chopsticks. As long as he looked at any dish, Dong Zheng would grab it for him without saying a word, and it was the best part.
Although he didn't say a word, he couldn't help raising the corners of his lips. Only by keeping his head down could he not be seen by Dong Zheng.
It's so cool to have someone to serve. No wonder those beautiful girls enjoy being pursued and raise a few spare tires. If he has such capital, he is willing.
Wang Que started to doubt his life when he was knocking on the food. Why was he suddenly so full of adultery!
And judging from her keen intuition as a girl... There shouldn't be any secret special relationship between these two people!
Is Brother Dong pursuing Brother Cui
Wang Que immediately made up a series of 800,000-word dramas. She tried several times and failed to suppress her thoughts as usual. At this time, Cui Zuojing ate a piece of fat she didn't like and bit it lightly. He frowned and put the intact piece of meat with only one tooth mark on Dong Zheng's plate.
Dong Zheng ate it without hesitation.
Wangque: ? ! ? ! ? !
She covered her chest and almost died on the spot.
Lin Hangzhi also felt that something was wrong, but these two were people he couldn't afford to offend.
We dare not ask anything, dare not say anything.
Only Dong Linhai was heartless, and felt that the relationship between the two had recovered as before, and even went further, how wonderful.
This meal is really enjoyable for Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing. One of them is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Dong Zheng serves the little ancestor and understands that Cui Zuojing is going to give him a chance. I also feel satisfied.
After that, there was nothing important. After eating, Dong Zheng said hello to Heinrich on his mobile phone, and took everyone back to the castle.
The assessment time was set for the third day. Before that, everyone except Wang Que, who joined the team later, had never experienced the single box, and was a little nervous to think about it.
Dong Zheng originally planned to let everyone enter the single box to experience, but there are two problems: one is that without teammates to take care of him, he is really a little afraid that someone will have an accident inside and will not be able to come back, and two is that they can't find it. What a fitting single box.
It now appears that these boxes have been collected by major organizations for training and evaluation of members.
But no matter how worried you are, such a day will always come. After all, no one can guarantee that everyone can complete the test of the box together.
After getting ready, everyone came to Heimdall again. Tao Ji, who was in charge of the rating, was already waiting for them in the warehouse. After greeting everyone, he led everyone into the warehouse where the single box was sealed.
"These are all single-person boxes used for assessment. The difficulty is between two and three and a half. Everyone chooses the one they want, and then finds a free lounge where they can enter."
A variety of boxes are placed on the shelves in descending order of difficulty, some with names, and some with blank labels.
Dong Zheng read it one by one, and after thinking about it, he finally chose a black box from Samsung.
The name of the box was not written on the label, only the type of decryption exploration was marked. Cui Zuojing folded his arms and looked at it, probably understanding that Dong Zheng wanted to use his strengths.
"Is that the decision?"
Dong Zheng nodded, everyone except Lin Hang had already selected them, and he said, "I'll go to the assessment first, everyone must put safety first in the box, the rating is secondary, and you must make sure you come out alive. "
"Don't worry." Dong Linhai was full of confidence, "I can definitely do it."
Wang Que also nodded. Since the end of the snow bug trail, the little girl who really realized her potential has become a lot more confident. She gradually understands that the little bugs that will appear as she wishes are like a part of her body, and she should not be for this. Feeling sick and ostracized.
Hangzhi struggled for a long time and finally chose a box with 2-star difficulty. Until now, he has no effective means of life-saving. He is plagued by bad luck and has no teammates to cooperate. If he rushes into a difficult box, the probability of death is too great.
Dong Zheng found a lounge, Cui Zuojing closed the door after entering, and saw Dong Zheng standing in the center of the room studying the pattern on the box, and said: "Let's talk about it first, since it's your assessment, I'm not at all in the whole process. It won't help."
"I can do it without you." Dong Zheng looked at him and smiled slightly, "This is a good opportunity to prove to you that my combat effectiveness is much higher than five."
"As long as you have this consciousness." Cui Zuojing sat on the sofa, thinking about whether to wait outside, and finally said, "Forget it, I'll go into the space to accompany you, in case there is any accident, you Don't lose your life."
"As long as there are no other strange people making trouble, I should be fine." Although Dong Zheng said this, he still called Cui Zuojing back to the prison space. If an heir enters the box or Kether deliberately modifies the difficulty, he will be overwhelmed.
He was the only one left in the room. Dong Zheng glanced at the closed door, took a deep breath, sat on the sofa, and opened the cover of the black box.
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Dong Zheng opened his eyes, and what he saw was darkness. The sparse lights came in from the outside through the gaps in the curtains, leaving the shadow of the window lattice on the ceiling.
[Your name is John Bayer. You used to be a rich man. Three months ago, because of an accident, your company was on the verge of bankruptcy. In order to pay off the debt, you sold the garage and had nowhere to go.]
[You have contacted all your friends, but those who were enthusiastic when you were developed have various reasons to refuse at this time. You have no choice but to contact Faxiao, who has not been seen for a long time, with the mentality of trying.]
[Unexpectedly, Faxiao, who has not been in touch since college, still welcomes you twenty years later, so in this case, you moved into Faxiaofix on Wisteria Street 's home temporarily.]
The sound of the pointer passing by ticking, drowsiness struck, Dong Zheng closed his eyes uncontrollably, and fell into a dream during the cutscene.
[You think of the glory of the past and the desolation of the present, the warmth and coldness of human beings, the impermanence of the world, and the mixed feelings in your heart. The first night passed without incident.]
When Dong Zheng woke up again, it was completely bright, and there was an old-fashioned clock on the wall opposite the bed, with the pointer pointing at 6:45.
Dong Zheng lifted the quilt and sat up. Judging from the layout of the room, the style of the windows, the lamp on the bedside table, and all the decorations on the wall, he speculated that the background of this box was probably in the Western countries in the 1990s.
The door was closed, with a calendar hanging behind the door. Dong Zheng got out of bed and found at the end of the bed the clothes that Mr. Bayer had thrown everywhere the night before. He picked them up and put them on. Behind the door, look at the calendar.
On October 12, 1994, I circled it with a red pen and wrote Welcome.
Dong Zheng guessed that this was the day he first moved in, so today is October 13, 1994.
He took out a red pen from the small bag and crossed out the 12th day.
After searching the room, Dong Zheng only found the mobile phone that John left in his pocket. There were a lot of call records and text messages with a fixed number in the mobile phone. Based on the information inside, Dong Zheng speculated that this was the owner of the house, John The hair is small - Mr. Fix's number.
There seemed to be no other clues. Dong Zheng opened the curtains and looked out. Rows of exquisite villas stood under the early morning sky, and the plants in the garden were lush. Dong Zheng stretched out his hand and touched the outside of the windowsill, the walls were still a little damp, and he thought it had rained not long ago.
Dong Zheng opened the door and immediately smelled a fragrant aroma. He followed the smell and walked to the kitchen. A man of medium stature was cooking. When Dong Zheng came out, he greeted warmly: "Wake up, I just cooked Let's have some broth later."
Fix is nearly 1.8 meters tall and looks in his forties. There are already signs of gaining weight. With a kind smile on his face, Dong Zheng replied, and he doesn't know how John and Fix get along-- But he immediately realized that the two hadn't seen each other for 20 years. Even if they used to have a good relationship, it's normal to be a little estranged now.
Fix brought a pot of broth, a plate of baked toast and two bowls, and said, "I'm used to eating this way, I don't know if you like it or not."
"It's good, it's good." Dong Zheng hurriedly stopped Fix, who wanted to serve him soup, and said, "I'll just do it myself."
There was a layer of oil stars floating on the broth. Seeing such a pot of soup early in the morning, Dong Zheng was still a little greasy when he smelled the meat. He was not hungry at all, so he only filled a little.
The two of them ate breakfast relatively silently. It was very quiet outside, and there was no sound that the community should have.
After dinner, Dong Zheng took over the task of washing the dishes, and Fix yawned and said, "I'll go back to sleep for a while, maybe I won't be able to get up at noon, so you can make something to eat yourself."
Dong Zheng responded, and Fix said: "It's not very safe outside these days, don't go out casually, just treat this as your own home, don't be restrained, but don't enter the basement."
Watching Fix's back disappear behind the master bedroom door, Dong Zheng looked back at the leftovers on the table, because he ate less, there was still a little broth left, and the minced meat sank at the bottom of the bowl. He didn't know what happened to Fix. Cooked, Dong Zheng tasted neither pork nor beef.
After he washed the dishes and tidied up, he thought of Fix's sentence "I'll go back to sleep for a while, maybe I won't get up at noon".
After sleeping for so long, did he not come back last night
Dong Zheng thought about it, looked at the entrance, and found a pair of sneakers in the shoe cabinet with traces of wet soil, and in the drawer of the next cabinet, there was a portable flashlight.
The coat on the hanger has been worn for a long time, the cuffs and between the elbows are badly worn, the front is a little dirty, and there is a dirty palm print on the wall at the entrance, which makes it easy to imagine the owner's actions when he goes home and changes his shoes every day. .
There are traces of single men's lives everywhere in the house. Dong Zheng saw traces of rectangles on the walls in more than one location. He wanted to come here to hang a photo frame, but for some reason, it was taken down now.