When Chao Jian saw someone running towards him, he froze in place.
Chen Yang ran towards Chao Jian with the scent of leaves and cigarettes, and opened his arms to hug him, but his movements froze in vain.
"Your hand..." Chen Yang looked at Chao Jian's bloody right hand, his head buzzing, his face turned pale, "How did this happen?"
Chao Jian gave him the diary.
Chen Yang didn't even look at it, his attention was always on Chao Jian's injured hand, unable to divert from it at all.
Chao Jian handed the diary to him.
"Why are you giving me this? I'm asking about the wound on your hand!" Chen Yang suppressed his anger and growled.
"I'm giving you clues, brother." Chao Jian's eyes showed some innocence, "Isn't the mission the most important thing for you?"
Chen Yang suddenly raised his head and glared at him, his lips pursed, his eyes getting a little hot, and he quickly lowered his eyes.
Chao Jian's heart choked. His throat moved, and he was about to speak, but Xiangdong's voice came from behind: "It was obviously smashed by smashing the wall."
Chen Yang frowned and looked at Chao Jian.
Chao Jian did not deny it. The ghost's face was no different from a wall.
Chen Yang stared at Chao Jian for a moment and found that he was more relaxed than before he came in. Combined with his bloody hands, it seemed that his emotions were released
Is that really the case? Why would he want to vent anywhere else, but during the Speed mission? Chen Yang didn't quite believe it. The injury on Chao Jian's hand should be related to the mission.
The smell of blood disturbed Chen Yang's thoughts. He took the diary that was handed to him, threw it to Fengli without even glancing at it, and said to Chao Jian in a hoarse voice, "Let me see your hand."
Chao Jian's hand was dripping with blood: "Don't care about the clues?"
"I'll take care of it now." Before Chen Yang could leave, the corner of his clothes was held by two fingers. He paused and sighed silently.
Chao Jian's right hand was seriously injured, and Chen Yang had no way to treat it and could only worry.
"You had a head-on confrontation with the ghost, right? Did physical attacks work?" Chen Yang used mineral water to wash Chao Jian's wound. If he could hypnotize himself into thinking that the ghost was a staff member of the haunted house, and that the corpses, worms, and rotten flesh were all props, then he might be able to overcome his fear and resort to force.
"I'll try it next time." Before Chen Yang finished speaking, he heard Chao Jian's cold objection, "No!"
Chen Yang was stunned: "You are the only one who can do this?"
Chao Jian was speechless.
Chen Yang watched the blood dripping from Chao Jian's fingers, but he didn't get an answer, just like the drop of blood in the altar ceremony of the Yi tribe on Xiaoyin Island.
Just because Chen Yang doesn't think about many things doesn't mean they are over. They are still there, waiting to be resolved and cleaned up one day in the future.
However, the people who could help him clean up repeatedly told him to let nature take its course.
Chen Yang picked up the clean gauze given by A Yuan, bit it open with his teeth, and tore it down along the gap. Suddenly, a syllable rang in his ears: "Hmm."
At that moment, Chen Yang suspected that he had heard wrongly. Did Chao Jian really respond to him? He looked over in disbelief: "What did you say?"
Chao Jian said calmly: "Only I can do this."
Chen Yang's eyes widened slightly, and his pupils showed an unmoved look towards Jian. His hands were rotten, but even his breathing did not change.
If someone else said that, Chen Yang would think it was boasting and empty talk, but when it came out of Chao Jian's mouth, he easily accepted and believed it.
No matter how unreasonable Chao Jian's behavior was or what unreasonable things Chao Jian told him, Chen Yang thought it was reasonable.
To Chen Yang, Chao Jian himself is a mystery that can be solved into countless possibilities.
"Why can you cause harm to ghosts?" Chen Yang asked and thought of a guess, "Because you are an illegal resident?" Citizens who have linked their identity numbers are subject to the rules, but illegal resident citizens are not.
Chao Jian: “Yeah.”
The sea in Chen Yang's heart was like being hit by a huge rock, with huge waves. He actually got a clear answer from Chao Jian again.
Chao Jian's attitude towards him has changed. Is she going to open her heart to him? He seemed to see the door in Chao Jian's heart opening to him. He was excited but also a little overwhelmed.
It feels like you have been looking forward to something for a long time, and now you are finally going to get it, but you don’t know how to welcome it.
In addition to this feeling, Chen Yang was also a little strange. Chao Jian had kept his heart so tightly closed before, so why did he suddenly let him in this time? He felt inexplicably uneasy and vaguely felt that something was about to happen.
"Are you from the mission world?" Chen Yang heard himself asking a question he had asked before. Since dead things can appear in the real world, living things can also appear in the real world. The person in front of him just happened to have no ID number.
Chao Jian closed his eyes, and his bloodless lips were stretched into a line.
Chen Yang found that he was not disappointed, but felt relieved. When he realized this, a strange emotion covered his eyes. The strange emotion gradually turned into complexity.
He didn't know if it was because of what Wu Yu had said earlier at the fitness equipment, or because of the four words "let it be" that Chao Jian always emphasized that had a psychological impact on him, but at this moment he realized that he was afraid of suddenly knowing the truth.
And... Chen Yang rubbed the blood on his fingertips. He had to admit that Chao Jian's secrets were no longer attractive to him. He was more concerned about Chao Jian as a person. Secrets were accessories.
"I didn't see you take action during the previous mission." Chen Yang rubbed his hot ears with the back of his hand and carefully wrapped the torn gauze around Chao Jian's hand.
"No need." Chao Jian stared into the void, lost in some memories, "Not every ghost can be dealt with directly by force."
"How's the evil ghost?" Chen Yang was curious about Chao Jian's style of doing tasks, and was also glad that he could come out. With his hand injured like this, one could imagine how difficult it was.
"I am dealing with the issue of 201," Chao Jian said.
Chen Yang was shocked. So the hand injury had nothing to do with the evil spirit? He took a breath and said, "You beat Shi Yisheng from 201 to death?"
"It's not him." Chao Jian shook his head.
Chen Yang wanted to ask more questions, but Xiangdong threw the answer back to him.
Shi Yisheng's diary revealed a lot of information. The previous resident of Room 201 was a slovenly man who died suddenly in the house. After he moved in, the house sometimes became strangely chaotic.
But the rent of 201 was very cheap and close to the company, so he didn't move out because he couldn't find a better choice.
In addition to telling us that Room 201 is a haunted house and the cause of Shi Yisheng's death, the diary also provides a clue.
The only inconvenience of living here is that couriers are not allowed to deliver goods to your door.
"No express delivery to the door..." Chen Yang muttered to himself, "Who is responsible for the scope of work and authority?"
Security? Property
Chen Yang's heart was beating a little faster. The identity of the evil ghost in the building was most likely between these two.
The gauze between his fingers was pulled, and Chen Yang came to his senses and continued to bandage Chao Jian's wound. Without medicine, the bleeding could not be stopped at all, and the gauze would be soaked red after several layers.
Chen Yang took a deep breath and said hoarsely, "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts." Chao Jian stared at him expressionlessly, veins popping up on his fingers as he tugged at the hem of his clothes. "Brother, I'm dying of pain. When can you save me?"
Xiangdong stared at the little world of two people not far away, flipping through the diary with a rustling sound.
Pineapple looked at it with trepidation, because this was a ghost's relic, and it would be bad if it was damaged and the side quest was unlocked.
"Boss, you have never been in Brother Yang's range of choices, not even as a backup... ah!" Fengli covered her head with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes, "Even if you hit me, I have to finish what I am saying. The moment he stopped defending you, you were done for."
Xiangdong was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, but he couldn't refute it. Although he was too proud to face it, Li Zi was right. At that time in the rehabilitation center, Chen Yang would be on guard and warn, angry and even fight.
Ever since Chao Jian came into being, Chen Yang's warnings to him were all for Chao Jian's sake, not for himself.
In Chen Yang's heart, he wanted to sleep one of his same sex. Later, Xiang Dong became an elder who bullied his heart and liver.
This means that Chen Yang unilaterally changed his position, and by the time he realized it, he had already been there for a long time.
"Brother Dong, didn't you notice that Brother Yang is not the kind of person who is willing to express his emotions, but he knows it clearly in his heart. He knows that your feelings for him are mostly just verbal, and you don't really mean it. At most, I want to be your one-night stand partner, not your boyfriend. That's why he tried to give you another identity relationship because of the experience in the mission world." Fengli said seriously, "Brother Yang also knows that you only regard him as a comrade now. I really beg you to stop pretending. Comrades are comrades. Otherwise, if you keep pretending like this, you won't even have comrades..."
"You dare to teach in front of me before your hair has even grown out? Get out of here!" Xiangdong interrupted Fengli. How could he not notice Chen Yang's thoughts? He was not an idiot.
Xiangdong threw the diary of the resident of Room 201 aside. Xiangdong's method of boiling a frog in warm water was successful. Chen Yang got it yesterday and understood what he was thinking today. It was as fast as a movie that naturally reached its climax. The previous parts were all foreshadowing and everything came naturally.
Moreover, Chen Yang had already skipped the rejection part without any instruction, and there was only hesitation and struggle wrapped in a sincere heart.
Habits are terrible things. They are terrible for Chen Yang and Xiangdong as well.
Fengli looked at the boss's constipated face and said, "In fact, Brother Yang asked you to look after Chao Jian, which is equivalent to handing his and Chao Jian's lives over to you. How heavy is this trust!"
Xiang Dong smiled wryly: "Besides me, who else can take on that job?"
"Anyway, Brother Yang owes you a favor." Fengli said, "He wouldn't have let himself owe you a favor before."
Xiangdong snorted and said, "That's right."
Fengli comforted his brother Dong: "And I personally think that for us taskers, comrades are much more reliable than boyfriends."
Although Chao Jian was Chen Yang's comrade and partner first, and then his boyfriend. He grabbed it with both hands, and both hands were very hard.
Xiang Dongtou was injured and reacted slowly, so he didn't think about that level, otherwise he would definitely have snorted again. What he was thinking was that this was the third time he and Chen Baicai had done a mission together and experienced danger.
Life is unpredictable, death and rebirth are unpredictable, love between young people means nothing.
The above is all bullshit.
Xiangdong grabbed a few pieces of soil that were hot from the sun and threw them out one by one. Well, it wasn’t all bullshit. At first, his feelings for Chen Yang were much stronger than his feelings for her, then his dissatisfaction was stronger than his feelings for her, and now…
"Can such a paranoid and violent psychopath live a good life? Is the disease so easy to treat? Has he ever thought about how long the treatment period is? There are still tasks to be done, and all kinds of troubles. Just wait, there will be a day when he collapses and cries."
Fengli's face was full of "wow" and disappointment. Dong Ge was really pitiful. He had become an old father who was afraid that his children would not marry well. He caught a glimpse of something and shouted in panic, "It's gone!"
"What, what..." Wu Qing, who was dizzy from the sun, said in confusion, "What's missing..." He looked in the direction Fengli was looking, and stood up quickly in shock, "The courier left on a tricycle. When did it happen?"
No one gave an answer.
When Chen Yang was bandaging Chao Jian's wound, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the middle-aged courier and the tricycle disappeared from where they were.
As for the time... I estimate it was about a minute ago.
"The express deliveries have all been made. Now what? What should I do next? Why can't I leave yet?" Wu Qing collapsed in anxiety.
"It's so noisy." Lin Shuwei said coldly in annoyance.
Wu Qing stiffened his neck and blushed. He said hesitantly, "I want to go home."
"We all want to go home." Lin Shuwei smiled, "Uncle, let's wait patiently."
"Eh!" Wu Qing scratched his sunburned scalp and looked blankly at the residential buildings in the sunlight.
The cicadas kept chirping.
"Are you going to deliver another package?" Fengli's stomach was sour, he was hungry and uncomfortable, and he didn't have the energy to chatter like before, "I really can't do it again."
He slapped Xiangdong.
Pineapple's back was burning with pain: "I can do it, I can do it!"
He slapped his face vigorously to cheer himself up: "Come on! Come on! Come on!"
Xiangdong frowned as he looked at Fengli's miserable state. He was momentarily shaken. Was he wrong? Rather than enduring the pain and torture, why not die early and be reborn
Xiangdong quickly denied it.
The early death of the tasker does not necessarily mean early reincarnation. Who knows where the tasker who becomes a ghost will go and what he will face.
"Li Zi, don't give up until the last moment." Xiangdong said.
Pineapple raised her smiling face: "Yeah!"
Not long after, the middle-aged courier came back with a truckload of parcels.
All are large items.
"Two people in a group." The middle-aged courier scanned the large cardboard box on the outside of the tricycle with a stack of orders in his hand.
Everyone had different looks. There were pros and cons to delivering packages together.
The good thing is that there are teammates around when going up and down the stairs.
The bad thing is that we are teammates, not partners. The time we have known each other is calculated in hours, and the level of trust is very average.
"301." A Yuan looked at the label on the carton.
Chen Yang quickly searched for relevant memory fragments. There was a paint-chipped iron shoe rack in front of the door of Room 301, on which was placed a pair of black high-heeled shoes. The owner of the household was a woman.
Thinking of this, he heard A Yuan say, "The recipient is Cao Guifang."
"You have to deliver this truckload of express parcels within twenty minutes," said the middle-aged courier.
The atmosphere changed immediately.
The total time given for the four large items was only twenty minutes, five minutes per item, which was even shorter than the first batch!
Fengli lay on the ground, Xiangdong sat next to him smoking. Wu Qing held his head and howled, while Lin Shuwei was in a meeting.
Ayuan and Xiaoxiang were silent.
Chen Yang judged his teammates' mental state through their reactions: "There's too little time. We have to hurry."
Several glances were cast at him, and Chen Yang said, "Everyone should try their best and do the best that human beings can do."
His back sank, and he leaned over to Jian, saying in a low, hoarse voice, "Don't be discouraged."
Chen Yang was pressed forward and said, "Be careful with the wound on your hands."
Chao Jian's injured hand was hanging in front of him, still dripping blood, and he felt distressed and panicked. If he didn't finish the task quickly and leave, Chao Jian would lose too much blood and go into shock until he died.
Xiangdong's head had suffered violence and his condition was getting worse and worse, so he couldn't stay here for long.
Even large items had to be drawn by lot and randomly grouped. There were eight paper balls, two of which had order numbers written on them.
Wu Qing and Xiao Xiang were caught, and they were sent to 301.