As soon as Pan Lin finished speaking, his face twisted in pain.
"Hmm?" Zheng Zhiqin uttered a gentle syllable, "What's wrong? Baby."
Like a lover's whisper, it seemed as if the person pinching the boy's waist was not him.
Pan Lin's waist was pinched so hard that it twitched slightly. He stammered and said, "I bit my tongue."
"Your mouth doesn't listen?" Zheng Zhitan rubbed his trembling waist with his thumb, "What you think in your mind is exactly the opposite of what you say?"
Pan Lin's head dropped. After a few seconds, he turned his head away and whimpered like a little animal: "Brother Qin, I can't do it. I can't do it."
The curve of Zheng Zhitan's lips completely disappeared.
Across the small table, Chen Yang glanced at Zheng Zhitan and Pan Lin from time to time. He couldn't hear clearly what they talked about, but he could see that they didn't reach an agreement.
The owner wants to step on the small pet to death at any time.
A very abnormal relationship.
Chen Yang sat up, leaned forward, reached for the mint candy on the table, opened it, and poured out all the candy inside.
The eyes of the few people sitting still on the sofas on both sides subconsciously followed the movement.
The young man was counting the candies, mumbling some numbers. His fingers were long and thin, with even joints and a few newly grown nails that stood out. His skin color was not a cold or soft white, but a sunny color, and the lines from his hands to his forearms were full of movement.
Although he is no longer young, he seems to have a kind of vigorous energy that will never age.
Chen Yang didn't know that his hands were being stared at by the people around him, so he distributed a bag of mints to his teammates.
The depressing atmosphere loosened a little.
"I remembered something. I searched online and found that sweetness can relieve anxiety." Chen Yang tore open the package of mints. "Chewing gum is the most effective. Chewing more can also help you concentrate, reduce stress, and increase your awareness of prevention. I should have bought some. I forgot."
"No wonder young men like to chew gum and blow bubbles." Chen Yang handed the gum to Chao Jian. "If we go out this time, let's buy more gum. If you chew when you can't control your emotions, it might help. Remember to remind me. I don't trust my memory."
Chao Jian reluctantly lowered his head and took the white mint candy: "Candy is useless to me."
Chen Yang was stunned: "Then why do you eat so many milk tablets every time you get sick?"
"Milk slices are not candy." Chao Jian paused.
Seeing his manic expression that said "Don't ask anymore, I'll beat you if you ask again", Chen Yang was unable to refute.
It was noon and no one wanted to find something to eat for lunch. Everyone just ate sweet mint candies and immersed themselves in their own world.
Chen Yang yawned a few times and fell asleep.
Chao Jian's head leaned towards Chen Yang with his eyes closed. His face looked very harmless, like an oil painting of the mountains under the spring sunshine.
If you ignore the two fingers holding the corner of Chen Yang's clothes.
Pan Lin was stunned. The possessive desire could be expressed so innocently. He looked at the hand that was holding the corner of his clothes and thought, I'm wrong, absolutely wrong.
It turned out that it was not Chao Jian who suppressed Chen Yang, but the other way around. Chen Yang was the one who could decide Chao Jian's life or death.
Chen Yang is using his obsession to raise Chao Jian.
The bruise on his waist was pinched. Pan Lin wanted to hide in pain, but he was afraid that his sponsor would be angry, so he shivered and endured it.
Zheng Zhiqin took the cigarette butt from his lips and crushed it: "Baby, why do you look like you're watching a wedding? Do you want to wish them a happy marriage and a baby soon?"
Pan Lin: “…” He leaned into the man’s arms, “Brother Qin, you are so humorous.”
Zheng Zhiqin's chest shook slightly and he chuckled twice.
Pan Lin couldn't stand the "haha" anymore, so he sat up straight, legs together and bent at 90 degrees, and said in the sitting posture of an elementary school student: "They do everything together, they can't be separated."
"What can I do then?" Zheng Zhitan sighed helplessly, "Your husband is very greedy."
Pan Lin trembled his lips and said, "Why don't you look in the mirror when you're craving for it, and look at the wound on your face from the cane to calm yourself down?"
Zheng Zhiqin moved his folded leg towards Pan Lin.
It's like saying, are you sure you don't want to hug this thigh
Pan Lin curled up his hands that were holding his pants. In the real world, clinging to a financial sponsor would help one enter the upper class, but in the mission world, clinging to a financial sponsor... could increase one's chances of survival.
"Brother Qin, I can't do this except what you said. I can do everything else," Pan Lin sobbed softly, "Whatever you want, I can give it to you."
Zheng Zhiqin's eyes were gentle: "What do you have?"
Pan Lin knew that this was false love, but he was still intoxicated for a second, and then he fluttered to the shore a second later: "A face."
The whole world fell silent.
Pan Lin put his asymmetrical face close to Zheng Zhiqin's eyes and said sincerely and eagerly, "Brother Qin, I am young now. In a few years, the collagen will be gone, my face will become sunken, and I will be uglier."
Zheng Zhitan laughed and said, "Am I really not picky about food? I can eat anything as long as it's ugly?"
Pan Lin's waist was pinched again, and he inhaled with a hissing sound.
"I'll give you one more chance. Once you've thought it through, take action as soon as possible." Zheng Zhiqin took his hand away, considerately helped Pan Lin tidy up his hair, kissed his slanted eyes, and then stood up and left.
Pan Lin put his hand into his clothes and rubbed his waist carefully. Zheng Zhiqin not only loved ugliness, but also turned on the lights when doing it, staring at all the ugly and deformed parts of his body, with a perverted and crazy look in his eyes.
Pan Lin's squinting eyes were the area that Zheng Zhiqin stared at the most, followed by his waist. When he was a child, he was pushed down by older children while playing in the bamboo forest. The broken pieces of a bowl pierced the left side of his waist, leaving a large scar.
The scar on his waist was different from the one behind Chen Yang's ear. It was really ugly, with bumps all over the skin.
Zheng Zhiqin likes pinching the most.
Pan Lin's tongue swiped across the mint candy, slurping up the sweetness. Zheng Zhitan suddenly started to fall in love with ugly people four years ago. Could it be that he entered the mission world at that time
Is the reason why Zheng Zhitan falls in love with ugly people related to his experience in the mission world
So what happened to him that made him have such a sexual fetish...
Pan Lin soon couldn't guess any further. His waist ached so much that he wanted to cry. The next second, a crying sound was heard in the hall. It didn't come from him, but from Qiao Qiao.
Ever since Jia Jia's death, Qiao Qiao has been suppressing herself. Now she finally exploded. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth, crying loudly without any image.
Li Zheng was panicked and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Wang Hao, Brother Yu, and Xiao Sun all gathered around and expressed their concern.
Qiao Qiao was crying so hard that her little face was covered with tears and her hair was sticky, but she didn't look ugly and still looked pitiful.
Even Liu Liu, who had mocked her as a murderer, threw a pack of tissues.
Pan Lin looked at him indifferently, his eyes turned red as he looked at him, and he curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
God favors good-looking people.
Qiao Qiao cried and made a lot of noise, but Chen Yang didn't wake up. He was dreaming.
In his dream, he was in a strange place. It was dark all around and he couldn’t see a single person. He could only hear the sound of wind, water, and many people talking.
He couldn't hear what was said.
Chen Yang's eyes were rolling around, trying to wake up, but his consciousness not only did not rise up, but continued to fall. He didn't know that he was holding Chao Jian's hand so tightly.
"Um... Is Mr. Chen having a nightmare..." Pan Lin spoke hesitantly. Before he could finish his words, Chao Jiandan picked up Chen Yang, carried their things, and limped towards the coffee shop.
Pan Lin was stunned. His eyes fell on the left leg that was dragging towards Jian, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Even in this condition, this person still wanted to hold Chen Yang by himself and refused to let anyone else help.
While Pan Lin was stunned, he saw the mute following Chao Jian. He hesitated for a moment and tiptoed to the coffee shop.
The mute walking in front looked back at Pan Lin. Pan Lin didn't know what expression to use, so he lowered his head and looked at his toes.
Fortunately, the mute just took a look and continued walking, and Pan Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
When Pan Lin entered the coffee shop, Chen Yang was still having a nightmare and stared at Jian without blinking, while the mute was sitting diagonally opposite them with a worried look on his face.
Pan Lin stopped at the door and rubbed his crooked nose helplessly. The three people inside were old acquaintances, and it would be very embarrassing for an outsider like him to force his way in.
Thinking of something, Pan Lin paused in his retreat. He gritted his teeth, walked into the store shamelessly, and sat down in the corner.
Chen Yang only slept for about half an hour, but when he woke up he had the illusion that centuries had passed. He rubbed his face in a daze and suddenly found that he was not in the hall.
"Why did you bring me to the coffee shop?" Chen Yang patted Chao Jian who was resting with his eyes closed.
"The hall is too noisy." Chao Jian's lips moved slightly.
"Oh." Chen Yang scratched the back of his head. He was completely unconscious. How soundly did he sleep
Chen Yang picked up the backpack and put it on his lap. When he stopped zipping it up, he seemed to be dreaming. And just like last time, he forgot what he dreamed about.
Holding the zipper with his hands, Chen Yang unconsciously let his mind wander.
The sound of clearing a throat made Chen Yang's eyes focus. He then realized that there were not only himself, Chao Jian, the mute, but also another person in the store.
Pan Lin looked like he had a lot on his mind, and he almost wrote the words "Mr. Chen, I have something to tell you" on his forehead.
Chen Yang waved to him.
Pan Lin bit his lip and walked closer: "Mr. Chen, can you talk to me alone?"
The moment the last note fell, the surroundings seemed to be invaded by a cold current.
"It's okay if we don't have to be alone. No, we don't need to be alone. Let's talk here, right here!" Pan Lin shouted hurriedly with a trembling voice.
Chen Yang saw that his face was pale and his body was still shaking, and wondered how he could be so scared.
Pan Lin suggested to talk alone purely because he was afraid that Chao Jian would be present and it would be difficult for him to perform well. He had absolutely no other intention. Unexpectedly, the other party misunderstood that he was going to cause trouble, and the calm sea surface suddenly turned into a stormy wave.
It was so scary. Pan Lin wiped the cold sweat from his head. He took a deep breath, looked at his nose and said, "It's like this, Mr. Chen, my husband thinks the scar behind your left ear is very... very beautiful."
Chen Yang was very calm.
Pan Lin was shocked. Did Chen Yang know about it a long time ago? How did he know? Did Zheng Zhiqin express to him in person that he wanted to lick it a few times
This was not what Pan Lin had expected. He wiped his sweat, took a deep breath, and got straight to the point. "He said that if I could find a way to separate you and your brother for two minutes, he would teach me how to do the mission."
When Chen Yang heard this, he basically knew what Pan Lin was thinking and planning. He did not respond immediately, but opened his backpack, took out a sausage from it and gave it to Chao Jian, who was feeling depressed.
Then Chen Yang found a meat floss bread and gave it to the little mute. As soon as he threw it over, the other party threw it back, as if it was a hot potato.
Chen Yang asked Pan Lin if he wanted to eat, but Pan Lin kept waving his hands. What a joke, if a mute doesn't answer, he would be even more afraid.
"Telling this to me is the best choice you can make." Chen Yang took a bite of bread, his voice a little unclear.
Pan Lin secretly glanced at Chen Yang, and seeing that he looked easy-going, he couldn't help but calm his pounding heart.
Chen Yang bit the meat floss and ate it. Pan Lin was a smart man. He did this to show his stance.
Between the financier who he couldn't deal with and the old tasker who seemed easy to talk to, Pan Lin chose the latter. He would deal with the future later. Now he just wanted to survive this mission.
The goal is quite clear and it depends on the situation.
"This is my sixth mission." Chen Yang looked at Pan Lin's slowly widening eyes, "But I have nothing to teach you."
The color drained from Pan Lin's face in an instant.
"I'm not cut out to be a teacher, I don't know how to teach people..." Chen Yang's words were inexplicably stuck in his mouth. He stared blankly at the bread in his hand and suddenly forgot what he was going to say.
He really can't teach people, right? I seem to think so subconsciously.
Chen Yang couldn't help but turn his head to look at Chao Jian, his eyes revealing a bit of complete confusion.
"Hmm." Chao Jian only uttered one sound.
Chen Yang's confusion disappeared in an instant. Facing Pan Lin, who had a bleak expression, he slowly said, "I can only use my own experience. I don't know how to summarize it, and I can't generalize it."
If you can't teach, you can't do anything recklessly. It will be counterproductive and affect the development space of newcomers, Chen Yang sighed in his heart.
Pan Lin's cheeks twitched and his eyes turned red.
Chen Yang was not making excuses to fool him. Pan Lin could see that he knew a lot but didn't know how to teach. It was the same as when some top students didn't know how to explain questions in school.
Pan Lin could understand, but he still cried out of helplessness.
"Sorry to bother you." Pan Lin bent down, wiped his tears with his arm and left. The mute shook the sticky note book at him.
If you don't mind, I can tell you my experience^_^
Pan Lin was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter while crying: "Thank you, beautiful teacher, thank you!"
The mute touched the freckles on her face and said "ah" twice embarrassedly. She smiled cunningly at Chen Yang and said, "I have students now."
Chen Yang gave her a thumbs up to encourage her.
Zheng Zhiqin noticed that Chen Yang's disgust and vigilance towards him had increased, and he knew it was all due to the puppy he raised. He had to change his strategy and let Chen Yang come to him on his own initiative.
After seeing the white card that Zheng Zhitan "accidentally" dropped, Chen Yang took the bait.
The hook was too long and it hooked him immediately. Even Chao Jian couldn't pull him off the hook.
In the exhibition hall, Chen Yang looked at Zheng Zhiqin, his eyes falling on Chao Jian at the door, worried that he would have a mental breakdown.
"It's just a short distance away, why should you worry?" Zheng Zhiqin joked, "People who don't know will think you are raising a son, but he is your own son."
Chen Yang ignored him. Zheng Zhitan agreed to exchange the identity number with him on one condition: Chao Jian was not allowed to follow him.
Chao Jian refused, and Chen Yang coaxed him for a long time, repeatedly assuring him that he would never let Zheng Zhitan touch him. He said he was just asking a few questions and nothing else would happen, which led to the current scene.
Chen Yang still felt a headache when he thought about it. He calmed down and asked: "Do you know Wu Yu?"
"I know her." Zheng Zhitan raised his eyebrows, "A Jing's wife."
Chen Yang's heart beat faster. He just asked casually, but he didn't expect that this guy actually knew Wu Yu.
It turns out that Wu Yu’s partner is called A Jing.
"I heard that his ID number is four digits like yours, and he failed in the mission." Chen Yang said.
"Yes, he's dead." Zheng Zhiqin showed no reminiscence. During the years of doing missions, his teammates increased and decreased, and each had their own ending. He took it lightly.
Zheng Zhiqin looked at Chen Yang with interest: "Who is Wu Yu to you? Neighbor?"
"Something happened to her." Chen Yang answered the question irrelevantly.
Chen Yang briefly talked about Wu Yu's disappearance. The first thing Zheng Zhiqin did after listening was to light a cigarette. He pushed his glasses up out of habit, but when he failed to do so, he pressed his eyebrows.
"Just do your task honestly, don't mess around." Zheng Zhiqin took a few puffs of his cigarette and said this.
Chen Yang's inquiring eyes swept across Zheng Zhiqin's face.
"There's nothing on my face." Zheng Zhitan smiled, "When she comes back, ask her yourself."
Chen Yang was stunned. Can he come back
Zheng Zhiqin's tone was a little mocking: "A Jing loves her so much that he even gave his life to her. How can he not protect her?"
Chen Yang didn't know what the last time Wu Yu and her boyfriend worked together was, and he didn't ask in detail, but he could tell from Zheng Zhiqin's tone that he was also on that mission.
"Do you know Wen Qing?" Chen Yang asked.
Zheng Zhiqin's expression was a little strange: "You know a lot of old teammates with high ID numbers."
Chen Yang's heart beat faster, that meant they knew each other. He thought about it and realized that this was not surprising. After all, the more missions he completed, the more teammates he would work with.
"You said that the identity number of the literary youth is at the top..."
"The best actor's number is also four digits, 0113, and it's behind me." Zheng Zhiqin said in the tone of chatting about the weather.
When Chen Yang heard Wen Qing's ID number, he didn't show much surprise.
At the beach, Chen Yang asked Wen Qing what mission that was, and Wen Qing’s answer was “countless”.
Now it seems to be true. Wen Qing has run back and forth between the real world and the mission world countless times.
Chen Yang chewed his thumb nail and thought, before today he only knew that Wu Yu's boyfriend A Jing's ID number was four digits, but now there are two more.
Ajing, Zheng Zhitan, and Wenqing are from the same group of people on the same mission.
Speaking of which, the title of "Best Actor" is well deserved for the literary youth.
"You asked so many questions, I will tell you everything I know." Zheng Zhitan was taller than Chen Yang, and looked down at him with a sense of oppression, "Shouldn't you reciprocate and help me solve my doubts?"
Chen Yang raised his eyes.
Zheng Zhitan said: "Show me your ID number."
He designed to use his personal information to attract Chen Yang's attention for this purpose. As for the two licks, that was just a by-product.
"You don't give me the feeling that you are the kind of person who would ask such a question." Chen Yang said calmly.
"So what kind of person am I?"
Chen Yang said: "Follow the arrows under your feet and ignore other people and things."
Zheng Zhitan's pupils shrank slightly.
Since starting the mission, only one change has occurred in Zheng Zhiqin's life, that is, his aesthetic taste has become distorted, everything else is the same as before.
Zheng Zhiqin is not like many taskers who are mentally injured and unable to live a good life. He works as usual, does the tasks when there are tasks, and continues to work after finishing them. He doesn't care about anything else. He is also not like some taskers who take the trouble to study the background of the tasks, find loopholes, and try to resist.
I was seen through by someone I had only known for less than two days.
Zheng Zhiqin put away his cigarette and squinted at Chen Yang: "Now I want to know your ID number even more."
Chen Yang put his hands in his pockets, with his white card between the fingers of his right hand. If he said it was a seven-digit number, even a fool would not believe him. How about saying it was a five-digit number
"So insincere." Zheng Zhitan laughed, but the next moment his smile disappeared. He suddenly dropped a bombshell, "Three digits, please."
There was no change on Chen Yang's face, but his fingertips were numb and stiff.
Zheng Zhiqin didn't give Chen Yang time or opportunity to react. He dropped another bomb: "I have an old teammate who also has a three-digit number."
"She likes to write music scores when she's doing missions. If you meet her, you can make a list of the questions you have in your heart and ask her for the answers. She's my senior and knows more than me."
Chen Yang was bombarded one after another, his thoughts were all shattered, his mind was in a mess. What Zheng Zhitan was talking about was... Xiang Zimu
Zheng Zhitan said meaningfully: "It seems that I have seen it before."
Chen Yang's mouth was dry. He only guessed that Xiang Zimu was an old tasker, and he never thought that her ID number was a three-digit number.
Which three digits? What is 01
"Don't be nervous." Zheng Zhiqin's handsome face was covered in bruises, like paint. His sincere expression looked a little funny. "We are all forced to go on this mission. I know your ID number, but I can't do anything to you."
Chen Yang thought of many strategies in two or three seconds, but finally chose to keep silent.
It is accepted by default.
Zheng Zhitan stroked his hair and chuckled. It was interesting that a tasker in the growth stage had a three-digit ID number.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and Zheng Zhitan's interest faded a little. With that person in front, the sense of incongruity on Chen Yang's body was nothing.
I just don’t know how many digits Chao Jian’s ID number is.
According to Zheng Zhiqin, three digits is the smallest...
Chen Yang still had a lot of doubts, but he didn't plan to ask any more questions. The more he asked, the faster his secrets would be exposed. He turned and walked towards the door.
A hand stretched from behind his shoulder to the front, pointing at the boy standing by the door, and said with a low laugh: "Am I the second person besides him who knows your ID number?"
There was satisfaction in his words.
The goal has been achieved, it's time to do something else...
Zheng Zhiqin stared straight at the scar behind Chen Yang's left ear. Seeing it up close, his adrenaline soared, and the blood in his body flowed too fast, and his blood vessels seemed to be about to burst.
An abnormal feeling of hunger and thirst rushed to his head. Zheng Zhiqin's eyes turned red and a large amount of saliva was secreted from his mouth. He made several swallowing movements, and the warm breath just brushed against the scar, and before the tip of his tongue could lick it, he was hit on the bridge of his nose by Chen Yang's elbow.
Then came the cane that came hurling through the door.
A loud bang exploded in the exhibition hall, like the angry roar of a newly grown beast.
stit, the kid threw the crutch faster than last time, and Chen Yang's agility was not up to the level of his growth period. Zheng Zhiqin held the cigarette tightly, one hand pressed on his bruised nose, and the other hand was hit by the crutch and couldn't be lifted up. Even in this situation, he didn't get embarrassed, but said calmly.
"Mr. Chen, I have never met your brother, but he makes me feel familiar."
Chen Yang nodded to show that he understood. He turned around and shouted, "Brother, Mr. Zheng said that you made him feel familiar."
Zheng Zhitan, who was trying to sow discord and watch the fun, said: "…"
He looked at the two people walking together in strangeness, and found that the exclusive aura between them was still without any gap.
How much trust does Chen Yang have in Chao Jian? Zheng Zhitan is rarely confused. Wu Yu and A Jing can't do it, right
Zheng Zhiqin thought his idea was funny. If they could do this, Ajing would not have died.
Outside the exhibition hall, Chao Jian was walking beside Chen Yang with a crutch, lowering his head to listen to him, and suddenly turned his face towards Zheng Zhiqin, his look extremely sinister.
Zheng Zhitan paused for a moment, and suddenly he was shocked by the warning from a kid. He was going backwards.
A wisp of smoke came out of Zheng Zhiqin's mouth. He wiped the blood from his nose and casually wiped it on his shirt. He couldn't see through the boy's true strength, it was very deep.
The questions Chen Yang asked were all simple, which surprised Zheng Zhiqin. He originally thought that the other party wanted to discuss something deeper with him.
For example, "What will happen if the identity number is destroyed?", "Why do we have to complete tasks?", "Who asks us to do tasks?", "Are all tasks in the same world?", etc.
As for the questions asked by Chen Yang, Zheng Zhitan didn't believe that Chao Jian knew nothing about them.
Could it be that... I can’t tell you
Zheng Zhiqin took a puff of cigarette with interest. Before this meeting was over, he was already looking forward to the next meeting.
Zheng Zhiqin shivered due to the pain in his knee bone spur, and a hint of anger emerged in his breath. He glanced at the boy's left leg that was injured by his kick and could not even walk straight, and he felt a little better.
Chen Yang didn't intend to tell Zheng Zhitan about the notebook.
We’ll talk about it if there is a second collaboration.
"Zheng Zhiqin has a lot of experience..." Chen Yang felt that Chao Jian was in a bad mood, and his expression tightened. "I said I would only ask a few questions, and I kept my word. I didn't lie to you."
Chao Jian: "Including this time, three times."
Chen Yang didn't understand.
"I've told you three times to just let it be, but you still treat my words as bullshit." Chao Jian's face was cold and he gritted his teeth slightly, wanting to suck his blood and bite his flesh.
Chen Yang felt guilty: "I have been dozing off for a long time, and finally someone gave me a pillow... Okay, okay, I paid attention and asked carefully, without revealing my cards."
He thought Chao Jian was worried that he would only focus on solving the puzzles and let Zheng Zhitan discover his biggest secret.
"I won't tell anyone else that you are an illegal resident, not even if I die. Don't worry." Chen Yang said seriously again.
After hearing this, Chao Jian hit Chen Yang's hand, the way kids in kindergarten fight.
"Snap"
Chen Yang was confused, and Chao Jian was also confused.
The two looked at each other, and the scene seemed to be still.
Chen Yang was an honest and kind partner. He handed over a ladder and asked, "Is there a mosquito on my hand?"
Chao Jian came down the ladder without looking at him: "Yeah."
Chen Yang: "Did he get beaten to death?"
Chao Jian: "Run away."
"oh."
Then they looked at each other again.
Chen Yang walked towards the hall. Sometimes he couldn't figure out why Chao Jian was angry. Well, not sometimes, but most of the time.
The weather is changeable, moody, sometimes cloudy and sometimes snowy.
Chen Yang stopped walking, and the sound of crutches behind him also stopped. He held his breath and walked back a few steps, then stopped in front of Chao Jian and looked closer.
"You were angry just now, not because I didn't observe the surroundings carefully before mentioning that you were an illegal immigrant, and you were afraid that someone would accidentally overhear it, but because you didn't want to hear me say the word 'death'?"
Chao Jian said nothing.
Seeing that his mouth was as shut as a clam, Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh: "I guess I was right."
Chao Jian stared at him with her dark eyes.
The smile on Chen Yang's face froze, and his ears felt strangely hot. He patted Chao Jian's shoulder and said, "Don't be so superstitious."
Chao Jian still looked at him with that look.
Chen Yang was facing himself in Chao Jian's pupils. His heartbeat was disordered for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He put down his hand on the other's shoulder and said, "Let's go."
Chen Yang almost stumbled as his clothes were pulled. Before he could say anything, a flat voice sounded behind him: "I also have a mosquito on my hand, help me kill it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hand stretched out in front of him.
Chen Yang was stunned. He wanted to turn around, but a hand held the back of his head, preventing him from looking back.
Chao Jian lowered his eyes, impatient: "Hurry up."
When Chen Yang heard this word, his brain quickly responded. He clapped his hand symbolically and said, "Okay, it's gone."
The strength and tone used to coax a child.
The mute was the only one in the hall; everyone else had returned to their own companies.
As soon as the mute saw Chen Yang, he gave him a bulging paper bag.
"What is this?" Chen Yang took the paper bag. It was not heavy.
The belongings of the phone owner.
Chen Yang took out a key chain from the paper bag. On it hung an electric car key and next to it was a shiny pink lop-eared rabbit.
The owner of the phone is a girl.
There was also a notebook in the paper bag, which was filled with colorful colors and a lot of photos when opened.
"Is this her boyfriend?" Chen Yang discovered that it was the same person in the photo.
It is difficult for a mute to write in words.
Stars, brother, are very popular this year╯□╰
Chen Yang: "..." He is not a fan of celebrities, "Is the lock screen password of the phone related to him?"
I tried his birthday, name, debut date, all to no avail.
Chen Yang pointed at the pretty boy in the photo: "Your idol?"
The new wall.
Chen Yang asked Chao Jian quietly: "What does the wall mean?"
Chao Jian: "Fence-sitter."
Chen Yang seemed to understand, but not quite. He said admiringly: "You have a wide range of knowledge."
Chao Jian: “…”
Chen Yang flipped through the book, dazzled. He said to the mute, "Let's study it first and give it to you when we get off work."
The mute uttered "Ah".
"You check the existing clues." Chen Yang said.
The mute straightened her braids. Besides the cell phone, what other clues did she have that she hadn't figured out? Her eyes lit up. It was the video at the service desk!
The next moment the mute became dispirited. She watched the video many times but still couldn't be sure what the person in the video was saying.
Around 4:30, Chen Yang was rummaging through boxes and drawers looking for employee employment files, while Chao Jian was sitting at the table looking through a girl's star-chasing diary.
"There is still more than an hour before today's monster goes off work." Chen Yang lay on a pile of documents.
Chao Jian was concentrating on reading the star-chasing diary, occasionally writing something on paper.
Chen Yang leaned over and found that Chao Jian had written out what looked like his exam preparation notes. He was about to continue looking for the file when he saw Chao Jian turn around and move his lips.
"What did you say..." Chen Yang suddenly leaned towards him, "What did you say?"
Chao Jian moved the pen in his hand slightly, as if he was going to finish the last stroke, but he forgot how to write it.
It was not until Chen Yang shouted a few times that Chao Jian slowly blinked and said, "Don't press it."
Chen Yang was confused.
Chao Jian grabbed his hand and placed it on her leg: "You were pressing me like this just now, and I said, stop pressing."
Chen Yang supported his legs and moved closer to him: "Move again."
Chao Jian looked at him in a daze.
"Mouth." Chen Yang said, "Just like before, say those two words."
Chao Jian closed his eyes, restraining something, opened his slightly pursed lips, and touched up and down: "Don't press."
"Move your mouth a little less." Chen Yang breathed in Chao Jian's breath. Now he didn't need to take medicine anymore. It wasn't bitter anymore, but tasted like milk.
Chao Jian was not impatient. He did whatever Chen Yang asked him to do, and hot sweat oozed from his stretched back.
"Wait a minute." Chen Yang opened his phone and played the video. He paused the screen at the moment when the person in the video opened his mouth, then clicked it again and played it back and forth.
"Don't make any sound, just say those two words with your lips, and speak as fast as possible." Chen Yang pinched Chao Jian's face subconsciously.
Chao Jian used the tip of his tongue to touch the place on his face that was pinched. He was a little stunned. His throat slid up and down and his lips moved slightly.
Chen Yang's brain was confused for a moment, then suddenly became clear. It was similar, so similar.
When Chao Jian said "don't press", his mouth shape was almost exactly the same as the person in the video.
The video is a clue given by the rules. It is definitely not the two words "don't press", but words with very similar pronunciations. It's just that it was said too fast and looks similar.
Chen Yang's palms gradually became damp. The taboo had come out. What was this hint about? The identity of the monster
From the beginning, everyone was sure that it was a word starting with b.
Later, the owner of the video read it again and suspected that it was "don't", and then he felt that it was pronounced as "bei".
Don’t press it, don’t, bei… Chen Yang’s heartbeat was like a drum, getting faster and faster, and more and more frequent. An answer rushed from the bottom of his heart to his throat, jumped up, and got stuck.
“It’s that, that what…” Chen Yang held Chao Jian’s hand tightly, sweating profusely in anxiety.
"Someone is coming." Chao Jian grabbed him with his backhand and patted him soothingly.
Chen Yang fell down with the answer stuck in his throat and died.
It was the mute who interrupted Chen Yang's thoughts. She ran all the way from the third floor, panting as she ran in, gesturing at him: "Ah ah!"
Chen Yang felt that the little mute was confused: "Write it down. Only after you write it down can I know what you want to say."
The mute was stunned, and she quickly searched the pocket of her denim skirt, but only took out a sticky note pad, but no pen.
"You dropped your pen while running?" Chen Yang pulled the pen out from between Chao Jian's fingers and handed it to the little mute, "Use this."
The mute took a breath, picked up the pen and wrote quickly.
Bro, I might know who the monster is this time!!!
In the coffee shop on the first floor, the door is closed.
Brother Yu, Wang Hao, Mr. Zhang, Sister Wang, Xiao Sun, and Liu Liu sat one in the east and one in the west.
"I'm not going upstairs. I'll just wait here for the monster to get off work. What about you guys?" Liu Liu said.
Others hold the same idea.
At six o'clock, they will see who will turn into a monster and clock out.
Although the crazy female psycho is the main suspect, others may also be monsters.
But no one was very scared. Anyway, they would not tell anyone about the taboos, so even if the monsters were among them, they would not be able to do anything to them.
Monsters have their own rules and you can’t mess around.
Little Sun, who was lying on the table, turned his neck: "Is there any noise outside?"
"It looks like Mr. Chen." Brother Yu said, "I'll go out and take a look."
As soon as Brother Yu stood up, he heard Wang Hao sigh with mixed feelings: "I'm tired from work."
Xiao Sun casually agreed: "Yes, I am tired."
"Now you're saying work is tiring, if you want to complain, go back and complain," Liu Liu said in a disapproving tone, "You get paid for work, what's so tiring about that..."
Before he could finish his words, Xiao Sun died.
Liu Liu's eyes turned blood red and he sat there in a daze until the fishy heat on his face flowed to his mouth and then he screamed.
"ah!"
“Ahhh!!!”
Brother Yu froze in place, Mr. Zhang hid under the table with his head in his hands, and Sister Wang was stunned.
This was the scene Chen Yang saw when he came in. He put Chao Jian down from his back. His legs were a little weak from running so fast.
Xiao Sun's body was hanging upside down in the coffee shop. He had just died and the smell of blood had not yet dissipated.
Chen Yang thought that the taboo had been cracked and the monster would not have any work today. Now that they had confirmed its identity, it would hide and come out to punch in at the end of get off work time.
Didn't expect it to still be working now.
Chen Yang scratched his head hard. Xiao Sun was not stupid. It was impossible for him to tell the complete house number, or A3 floor, block A, at this time.
There is only one possibility that he will die.
In addition to the hexagonal "a", there is a second hidden taboo.
Brother Yu was in the best condition among the four people who witnessed all this. He told Chen Yang what happened.
It’s actually not complicated, just a few lines of dialogue.
After hearing this, Chen Yang's face changed again and again. He accidentally bit the soft flesh in his mouth and swallowed the blood.
"It's okay as long as one is positive and the other is negative." Chen Yang murmured.
Everyone gathered on the second floor. They were not in a hurry to discuss how much valuable information Wang Hao brought by making the monster, and what interference he had made in order to meet work targets during work today.
The corridor was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Chen Yang looked at his teammates. Brother Yu, who had witnessed Xiao Sun's head being eaten, and the other three were slumped on the ground, in a daze, as if they were still in a nightmare. Qiao Qiao was listless, Li Zheng was absent-minded, Pan Lin had been punished like a broken doll, and Zheng Zhitan still had some residual evil desires.
The mute is in a daze.
This team is not suitable for communication right now.
At exactly six o'clock, Wang Hao turned into a ball like Xiao Huanyu yesterday and jumped into the sea outside the door.
Chen Yang didn't feel scared, he just felt a common sense of horror. They watched another monster go off work.
Today is over and tomorrow will be a new day.
Just as Chen Yang was thinking this, the monster that jumped to the door suddenly froze in mid-air as if the pause button was pressed.
Then... it melted!
This scene came without any warning and no one reacted.
Chen Yang's movement of scratching his arm froze: "Why is he..."
"It's against the rules." Chao said.