The painter had done his homework and was well prepared. He expected the transaction process to be simple, but he did not expect it to be so smooth that the box of diamonds in the car was not even used.
This is all thanks to Chen Yang. He is Chao Jian's weak spot and also the painter's living Buddha.
When the painter thought about having a good night's sleep two days later, he felt ten years younger and his blood boiled like a young boy. He was lucky and profitable to be able to buy his life with diamonds.
"Chao Jian, I know you are only doing this because we have completed two missions..."
"No." Chao Jian said, "It's just that you have diamonds and he likes them."
Painter: “…”
"Wait for me." The painter left for a while and came back with a rose gold suitcase. He handed the suitcase to Chao Jian and said, "There are some colorful little diamonds in it. You can give them to Chen Yang to play with."
Chao Jian unlocked his phone: "WeChat."
Chen Yang didn't know how the painter convinced Chao Jian, nor did he know what was in the small suitcase Chao Jian brought in. He only saw one thing: they had a very pleasant conversation and reached an agreement that each of them got what they wanted.
Xiangdong also noticed it. While the waiter was refilling the tea, he approached the painter and said, "People feel refreshed when they are happy."
The painter's good mood was written on his face: "Yeah."
Xiangdong glanced at Chao Jian who took the hawthorn slices from Chen Yang. What a fucking giant baby. He whispered to the painter: "What did you use to bribe that kid?"
He thought it would take at least three or five rounds of negotiations to make it happen, but he never expected that the two of them would reach an agreement so quickly, which was far beyond his expectations.
The painter used disposable gloves to touch his phone and said four words briefly: "Catering to his taste."
"Pitching to his own advantage?" Xiang Dong narrowed his eyes, thinking of something, and cursed with a sullen face, "Fuck you!"
Seeing Chen Yang looking over, Xiang Dong swallowed the curses rising in his throat. He took a big puff of cigarette and asked coldly in a voice that only the painter could hear: "You provided drugs, props, and a room to help that kid eat old cabbage?"
"…" The painter tried to hold back, but couldn't hold back any longer. He said something vulgar for the first time, "Do you have one growing in your brain, too?"
Xiangdong crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, grabbed the painter's long, shiny black hair and pulled it downwards. The hair was slippery and wanted to slip through his fingers, but he grabbed it again and twisted it a few times: "Drive a few toy cars in front of me."
A diamond bounced into his arms and rolled onto his crotch.
Xiangdong shook his head and grabbed the diamond. He no longer cared about how the painter bribed Chao Jian. His heart was completely focused on the diamond.
"What is this for?" Xiangdong asked politely.
"I'll give you a red envelope to celebrate your new life." The painter spoke in the family group in a very unfamiliar way, sending red envelopes to celebrate his new life. "This one is quite ordinary in terms of carat and color. I'll give you a better one next time."
Xiangdong knew nothing about colored diamonds. He thought it was just an ordinary diamond, since he had found it for free. He played with the little thing in his hand and said, "Can it be worth tens of thousands of dollars?"
The painter gave him a look that was full of indescribable meaning: "This diamond can buy two or three of the Land Rovers you drive."
Xiangdong was about to throw the diamond aside casually: "..."
Chen Yang, who was feeding the animals on the other side, said: "..."
A painter, a man walking in a villa complex in a rich area, ah, no, a handsome man, he is absolutely the most beautiful, no objection will be accepted.
Cantonese cuisine has many varieties, and Chen Yang prefers it. He picked up a pork and shrimp dumpling and gave it to Chao Jian, while he started to nibble on the yellow sauce chicken feet.
Chao Jian picked up the carrot slices from the bottom of the shrimp dumpling and put them in his mouth. His emotions did not fluctuate much and he did not show any satisfaction or dissatisfaction.
"How does it taste?" asked the painter.
"Not bad." Xiangdong spoke on behalf of the two people on the opposite side. He was eating barbecued pork and asked the painter in a slurred voice, "What do you usually eat?"
The painter didn't move his chopsticks much. He was already filled with great joy and was not hungry at all.
"Mostly light food," the painter said. "It's mostly Chinese food, and occasionally I switch to specialties from all over the country. I don't really like Western food."
Xiangdong teased: "I thought your breakfast was boiled diamonds, your lunch was braised diamonds, and your dinner was steamed diamonds."
Painter: “…”
Chen Yang finished eating a chicken claw. His hands and mouth were dirty. He wiped them with a wet towel and chatted with the painter curiously: "What kind of paintings do you draw?"
The painter swiped on his phone, stood up and placed the phone in front of Chen Yang.
Chen Yang didn't understand painting, nor did he know any composition techniques. He just felt that the paintings that came into his eyes were bright and clean in color, full of hope, and he could smell the scent of sunshine through the screen.
The painter said: "That was an early painting. I haven't painted it since I completed the mission. I can't paint it anymore. I can't move my brush."
Chen Yang glanced at his sunken cheeks. The ID number is deceiving and harmful.
Xiangdong came over to take a look, revealing a similar amateurish expression as Chen Yang: "Did you get the diamonds from selling paintings?"
"No," the painter shook his head, "It's from my family." He said casually, "Many people in my family are doing this business, there is an industrial chain."
Chen Yang looked at Xiangdong and said, that’s enough, there’s no need to go deeper into this topic.
Xiangdong leaned on the back of Chen Yang's chair, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Think about it, the painter, a rich bachelor, is pretty miserable. Once his ID number is linked, he is standing on the same starting line as us poor people. Once he dies in a mission, there will be no trace of him, and his property will be of little use."
Chen Yang pushed his arm away: "Eat yours."
The painter didn't hear clearly what Xiangdong said to Chen Yang, but he could guess the general idea, and he completely agreed with Xiangdong's opinion.
As the saying goes, money makes the world go round, but this doesn't really apply in the world of missions.
We all have only one life, and money is meaningless when you can't be sure whether you can return home alive.
During the mission, no one will say to him, "Give me money and I will protect you when danger comes," or, "Give me diamonds and I will sell you exclusive information."
That person is either a fool or a madman.
The painter thought of Sun Yixing. The other party had taken the initiative to approach him to make a deal, and he exchanged a black card with no limit for the task prompt.
Sun Yixing's life background makes his way of thinking different from ordinary people. He puts money before life. The painter has done many tasks, but has not met a second one like him.
So for a painter, money, cards, diamonds, etc. are just things that may help him go a little further.
Being alive is the foundation of everything.
The painter stood up and poured wine for Chen Yang and the other two. He behaved in a very relaxed manner. His main priority before the New Year was to regulate his body, gain back the weight he had lost, and live like a normal person.
With better spirit and physical strength, his survival rate in the mission world will be higher. He wants to make it to the end and get rid of his identity number.
When the painter heard Chen Yang's question, he pinched the bottle with his thin fingers and said, "I live in the western suburbs."
Chen Yang nodded. The four suburbs of Qingcheng in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest do not refer to the suburbs, but are the names of districts. There are four districts in total in this city.
Chen Yang has not been to Western Suburbs very often. So far, he only knows that Zhang Yan and the painter are from Western Suburbs.
"I'm going out to answer a phone call."
The person next to him whispered something and left the room. Chen Yang used a spoon to scoop out the soybeans and eat them.
Xiangdong looked at Chen Yang: "Is his family not in the country?"
Chen Yang was vague: "Probably."
In fact, he knew nothing about Chao Jian's family situation.
The password lock on Chao Jian’s current cell phone is a “z”. When Chen Yang’s cell phone is out of battery in the mission world, he will use the other person’s cell phone. But that doesn’t mean he can look through it at will. He won’t do that without permission.
Chen Yang was biting the soybeans, and suddenly a sentence Chao Jian said last night popped up in his mind. He said, you are the only one in my life circle.
"I suspect that every mission scenario we experienced exists in the real world." The painter brought up the serious topic without any preparation.
Chen Yang's mind was attracted by the painter's voice. He caught that the other party's words were doubtful, which meant that there was no evidence.
The painter saw what Chen Yang was thinking, and he pursed his pale lips: "When I became suspicious, I formed a team to investigate this area."
He didn't say the second half of the sentence, it was all in his expression.
Chen Yang put down his chopsticks. None of the teams found any clues. No wonder he couldn't find any clues on the Internet.
It was most likely blocked by the rules, Chen Yang thought absentmindedly, just like when he recorded everything about Xiaoyin Island on Weibo, netizens could not see it.
"Are you still checking that?" Xiangdong crossed his legs and ate lobster meat. "I haven't even thought about checking it. Things will work out when the time comes."
Chen Yang said, "What if it's not straight?"
"Then get off the boat." Xiangdong shrugged arrogantly.
Chen Yang twitched his lips. He probably knew why this guy had no mental trauma.
"This is over. We can take a break for a while." The painter took off his disposable gloves and put his hands together under his chin. "I did a data analysis and found that I have one task every three months on average."
"That means entering four mission worlds a year." Xiangdong had never analyzed it. He would just find a way out once he entered, and do what he should do when he was not in.
Chen Yang hadn't analyzed it either, but he was definitely not a painter. He ate the food calmly, feeling a little confused.
Xiangdong ate in a rough manner, and there was no poetry or song in the wine. He emptied the glass in a few gulps, leaned back in the chair, smoked a cigarette, and touched the painter's sleeve with his big hand: "Your silk clothes are smoother than the skin of all the boys I have touched."
The painter lifted his claws and sprayed a few times: "Chen Yang is smoother than silk."
"Have you touched it?" Xiangdong glared at him ferociously.
"I can see that," said the painter.
Xiangdong asked with interest: "What else did you see?"
"The proportions are first-rate," the painter said. "When I pick up my brush again, I want to paint a few of them."
"Draw it and give it to me." Xiangdong raised his lips ambiguously.
The painter frowned: "I don't paint naked people."
Chen Yang couldn't stand it anymore and kicked the corner of the table: "You two, I'm still here."
The two people opposite looked at him, one was shameless as a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and the other said "Don't worry, I won't draw anything indecent." Then they drove at high speed, one vulgarly and the other subtle, and went to eat at Akina Mountain.
Chen Yang found Chao Jian in the small pavilion of Mingyu Pavilion. He walked over to check his expression and asked, "Why are you here?"
Chao Jian's gaze fell on the artificial lotus pond.
The water in the pond is very clear, with a thin layer of beautiful pebbles. Schools of fish swim around, and the sound of flowing water under the small bridge creates a sense of peace and tranquility.
Chen Yang had just finished a task related to fish, and it was hard for him to blend into such a beautiful scenery. He leaned over the railing next to Chao Jian and said, "The food here is really delicious. The reviews online are not exaggerated."
"You came out without eating much," Chen Yang looked at his partner, who looked like a prince in simple sportswear, but not youthful. "Why don't you go back and eat more?"
Chao Jian answered the question irrelevantly, his voice a little hoarse, as if he had just lost control and burst out: "Are you full?"
"70% full." Chen Yang said, "If you eat too much, you will feel tired. 70% is just right."
Chao Jian stood up and said, "Then go back."
"Okay." Chen Yang sent a message to Xiangdong, asking him to tell the painter that they could get together again some other time when they had time.
After sending the message, Chen Yang remembered that he hadn't taken the suitcase with him. He withdrew the message and quickly went to the private room to say goodbye to the painter Xiangdong.
Chao Jian was in a very low mood and went to bed as soon as he got home. Chen Yang went to his sister's room to work on the computer, typing away the entire afternoon.
As it was getting dark, there was a knock on the door.
Chen Yang was browsing a forum about escape rooms and taking academic notes. He walked to the entrance while carrying something on his back and asked who it was.
"Hello, Brother Yang." A young and energetic voice came from outside the door, "It's me, Fengli, the Feng of dragon and phoenix, the Li of pear. I'm Brother Dong's brother, and Brother Dong asked me to bring you something!"
Chen Yang opened the door and saw a fair-skinned young man wearing a black baseball cap: "What is it? He didn't tell me."
"Then he just wants to give you a surprise." Pineapple turned around and moved the big box against the wall.
Chen Yang reached out to take it.
"No, no, this is not heavy, I can just put it in." Pineapple laughed, with a dimple on one side of her cheek.
Fengli put the box in the entrance hall, turned around and brought in another one. He raised his hand with a smile, lightly rubbed his temple and stroked forward: "Brother Yang, then I will leave first. I wish you peace, happiness and success in everything."
"..." Chen Yang closed the door. He used the key to cut open the tape on the cartons and found that one box contained cigarettes and the other contained air freshener.
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment. He remembered that Xiangdong had said in the mission world that if he could go back, he would buy these for him. He put the key back on the shoe cabinet, took out his phone and dialed a number: "I have received all the things. It cost a lot of money."
On the other end of the phone, Xiangdong was washing his car. He heard something from Chen Yang's tone and said, "Don't you like air freshener or cigarettes?"
Chen Yang pressed his brows. He was smoking Zhongnanhai. He had smoked that brand before. It was okay, but the air freshener...
"I'm a man, is it appropriate to use powder?"
"It's suitable. Who says pink can only be used by little girls? Old Chen, look at the calendar. What era is it now? Don't be so pedantic." Xiangdong said earnestly.
Chen Yang was speechless. Is this pedantic? Not only is the shell pink, but there is also a little white rabbit on it.
The frugal Mr. Chen kicked the box of air freshener into his sister's room, took out one and put it in his backpack for later use, and also stuffed two packs of cigarettes in there.
Chao Jian woke up at almost midnight, and Chen Yang felt that he didn't need to sleep in the second half of the night.
"Are you hungry?" Chen Yang said, "I'll make you a bowl of noodles."
Chao Jian didn't say she was hungry, nor did she say she wasn't hungry. She just looked at him with her red eyes.
Chen Yang's fatherly love was rising. He stuffed the tablet into Jian's hands and went to cook the noodles quickly.
Chao Jian glanced at the tablet and poked it with his index finger. The paused comedy movie started playing again. He put on his headphones, watched the movie for a while, and then paused it.
"It's not funny at all." Chao Jian put down the tablet gloomily and walked out of the room barefoot. He stood in the living room, staring at the figure in the kitchen in silence.
After Chen Yang finished cooking the noodles, he turned around and found that the boy was already sitting at the table, waiting to be fed. He was stunned for a moment and laughed, "There were so many delicious dishes at noon, but I didn't see you being so enthusiastic."
Then he brought the noodles out: "Please give me a cushion, it's a little hot."
Chao Jian reached for the mat and placed it in front of him, then took the bowl of soup from Chen Yang’s hand and placed it on the mat: “Go to sleep, don’t worry about me.”
"It's okay, I'll go to bed later." Chen Yang held his chin with one hand, "That suitcase..."
He raised his eyes to Jian: "Didn't you see it?"
Chen Yang was stunned: "No, that's your stuff, how can I see it." He went to the room to get the box, put it on the table and opened it, but the next second he was blinded by the light.
Lots of diamonds.
Chen Yang took a long time to close his mouth. So this is why the painter was able to close the deal so quickly? I like you, and you just happen to be the one, so we hit it off
Chen Yang looked at the boy eating noodles in surprise. How come he didn’t know that the other party liked this kind of thing
He blew on the steaming noodles and said slowly, "I have two more in the pocket of my changed pants."
When Chen Yang reacted, he was already standing in the bathroom. He reached into Chao Jian's trouser pocket and held the diamond in his palm.
Chen Yang seemed drunk and returned to the living room. He placed the two big diamonds on top of the small diamonds and said, "You are rich with so many diamonds."
"..." Chao Jian frowned and sneered, "Can you be more promising?"
"Is this a promising thing?" Chen Yang grabbed a handful of small diamonds, and as his hand loosened, he listened to the crisp sound and said with emotion, "Fairy music."
Chao Jian's forehead twitched: "Go away, don't disturb me while I'm eating noodles."
"Where should these diamonds be put?" Chen Yang tried his best to calm himself down and not be dazzled by the diamonds anymore. It was easy to get high blood pressure at night.
Without even looking up from his face, Chao Jian said, "Under the bed or in the sundries cabinet on the balcony, anywhere."
Chen Yang: "... This is the treatment you get for the diamonds you bought with incense?"
"Then you can do whatever you want and don't bother me." Chao Jian said.
Chen Yang couldn't understand his partner's behavior, but he didn't ask much. He had an unstable temperament and was difficult to understand.
Chen Yang arranged the diamonds neatly, especially the two big ones, one red and one blue. Just looking at them made his heart beat faster, and he touched them again and again.
Seeing Chen Yang touching him so gently, Chao Jian wanted to kiss him a few times. His face suddenly darkened: "Why don't you take it away?"
Chen Yang glanced at Chao Jian strangely. Why did this guy look at Diamond as if he saw an enemy? He carried the suitcase to his sister's room in confusion and found a place to put it.
My sister likes to collect shiny things. If she were here, she would wake up laughing in her dreams.
Chen Yang opened the drawer and picked up the cardboard to play with it. It seemed that his sister had a glass bottle full of shiny stones and said she wanted to fill it up and give it to him.
I don't know where the glass bottle went.
Before going to bed, Chen Yang told Chao Jian all his secrets, everything. He opened himself up completely.
Chao Jian said after a while: "Go to sleep."
Chen Yang, who had prepared for a long talk all night, looked helpless. Chao Jian's reaction was both unexpected and expected.
His partner is not a normal person, and the number of times he lost his composure can be counted on one hand.
Chen Yang put one arm under his head and tilted his head to look at Chao Jian: "Do you think my ID number will be the smallest?"
"No." This was the first time Chao Jian faced his question directly in this conversation.
Chen Yang suddenly got up: "How did you know?"
"Guessed." Chao Jian closed his eyes.
"You are an illegal resident, so you have the final say." Chen Yang stared at Jian for a moment and then lay back down. "Wu Yu told me that no matter what strange things happened around me, whether they were related to the mission world or the real world, I'd better control my curiosity. Usually, between trying to dig deeper and playing dumb, the latter is the right choice."
Chao Jian didn't open his eyes, he said coldly: "No need to dig, no need to play dumb, everything has a beginning and an end, what is supposed to come will always come, just let it go."
Chen Yang remembered that time at the train station, he told Chao Jian that he had forgotten about Li Yue and the scar on his left ear. Chao Jian told him that he would always remember what he should remember.
"Go to sleep." Chen Yang took a deep breath, forcing himself not to fall into this quagmire of doubts.
At around one in the morning, Chen Yang woke up with a start. He was like a fish left under the scorching sun, gasping for breath with his mouth open. His whole body was wet, and his pale face was covered with cold sweat.
Chen Yang had a nightmare, but he forgot what happened in the dream...
Panic and collapse attached to his internal organs. Chen Yang clutched the clothes in front of his chest and curled up his hands and feet. An unconscious silent scream came out of his throat. He didn't know what he wanted to shout, but he couldn't control the urge to shout.
The feeling of being on the verge of death gripped Chen Yang.
His face was patted and someone was talking in his ear, saying something, repeating something in a low voice. Chen Yang struggled to open his moist eyes, and all he could see was a blurry outline under the moonlight. His breathing was extremely disordered and his brain nerves were extremely weak.
The sweaty body was brought into an embrace, Chen Yang's eyelids twitched twice, and he put his hands on the boy's shoulders, the muscles under his fingertips were tense.
"It's okay, I just had a nightmare and I can't remember what it was about." Chen Yang subconsciously tried to comfort Chao Jian, speaking in a hoarse voice.
Chao Jian let go of Chen Yang and retreated into the darkness without saying a word.
Chen Yang took a shower, changed into dry clothes and went to bed. He found that the smell of incense in the room was stronger, and the smell penetrated into his open pores.
"Did you light an extra stick of incense?" Chen Yang asked Chao Jian. The only answer he got was the sound of long and even breathing. He thought he couldn't fall asleep, but instead he fell asleep in the unpleasant smell of incense.
Chen Yang didn't know that at the moment he fell asleep, the person next to him pulled him into his arms and patted his back gently with his palms, without any unfamiliarity in his movements.
That night was the first nightmare in Chen Yang’s memory, and he never had it again.
The summer time was pushed by the cool air from the air conditioner and the watermelon. 03 has grown a lot, but its owner has not taken it away yet.
The potted plant on the balcony, which originally had only one branch and one leaf, now has a small green dot and may sprout at any time, but its owner hasn't come to pick it up.
Chao Jian's seeds still didn't sprout.
Chen Yang occasionally sent WeChat messages to the painter, played games with Xiangdong, and helped Chao Jian train his left leg. He had reached the tenth level of the escape room and had not found the key to open the door and get out.
One morning in August, Chen Yang and Chao Jian stood in front of the bed, one folding the quilt and the other holding the sheets. The two cooperated very well.
Chen Yang pressed down the tofu-block quilt, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.
There's something extra in my pocket!
Chen Yang quickly felt his pocket, took out something and hooked it out with his hand, staring at the object falling in mid-air.
It was a work ID card with a yellow strap inserted into the hole.
Chen Yang pulled open the transparent cover of his work ID and found an information card and a magnetic card inside.
There are only two pieces of information on the information card.
Name: Chen Yang.
Department: Research and Development.
The front of the work permit is - Changxiang Technology Co., Ltd.
This was the sixth mission, and it gave Chen Yang a "surprise" as usual. Chen Yang saw that Chao Jian also had a work permit in his hand. He was about to lean over to take a look, but suddenly he remembered the first round of taboos of the mission at the train station, and quickly retracted his gaze.
Just to be on the safe side, it's better not to watch it.
Chen Yang had a conversation with Chao Jian. They were from the same company and the same department.
"It's just a work ID. I don't know anything else. I'll search for this company online first." Chen Yang searched for what he wanted on the Internet with great efficiency.
"It's in the science and technology park in the southern suburbs. It takes 40 to 50 minutes to get there by taxi. Let's go now and buy food on the way." Chen Yang asked Chao Jian for his opinion, "What do you think?"
Chen Yang added: "At the train station, we got our tickets and left immediately. We can't delay this time. It's better to go early than late."
Chao Jian twisted the strap of his work ID card and said, "Buy more food."
"Yeah, I know." Chen Yang quickly packed his backpack. One advantage of sending out the mission items in advance was that they could bring enough food and water.
Chen Yang hesitated for a while whether to bring the notebook or not, but decided to bring it. If he met a good tasker in this mission, he could follow up in the real world.
"I'm here, the notebook is here." Chen Yang said to himself as he put it into his backpack.
It hasn't rained for many days and the weather is extremely hot. The Science and Technology Park, like other places, is in a hot pot.
Two or three wild cats passed over the empty security booth, their paws leisurely stepping over a few fallen leaves, bringing with them a sense of tranquility unique to the hot summer.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, on the A3 floor, groups of three or five people walked into the building.
The lobby on the first floor is furnished with several chairs for meetings, several pots of green plants on the ground, and two vending machines stocked with a variety of snacks and drinks.
There was a young man squatting at the pickup area of the vending machine, cursing.
"What a vending machine!"
"I ordered green tea, but they dropped a bottle of Coke. Is it because they can't sell Coke? It's so fucked up so early in the morning!"
Chen Yang walked into the hall listening to the young man's scolding. He and Chao Jian found a chair and sat down. They continued to eat the breakfast they had not finished on the way. A few rays of sunlight passed through the glass on the roof of the building and fell on the leaves of the green plants. The halo climbed up to them beside the green plants.
Chen Yang ate while paying attention to everything in front of him.
There is a medium-sized coffee shop on the first floor. In the morning, when people are feeling groggy during work, many people come to get coffee.
"193, isn't a cup of mocha ready yet?" A woman asked in a calm tone with impatience.
"Wait a moment, I'll check for you." The waiter provided service in a formal manner.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, we can't find your order in our system. Are you sure you placed the order?"
"Ah?" The woman was stunned. "Of course I placed the order and paid the money. Look..." She held up her phone, and on it was her payment interface.
…
Due to the hot weather, many people came in carrying fruits. When they arrived at the company, they could put the fruits in the refrigerator. This was their only expectation of the day.
"It's so damn hot today." A middle-aged man sat down opposite Chen Yang and lit a cigarette. Smoking is not allowed in the company, so he could only smoke outside.
"It's like this every year during the dog days of summer." Chen Yang said with a smile.
"Yeah, it's just too dry. It would be better if we sprinkle some water on the ground." The middle-aged man was just talking casually. He couldn't afford to hire a cleaner from the science and technology park.
After Chen Yang finished his breakfast, he whispered a few words to Chao Jian and walked to the vending machine, put in a coin and bought a bottle of Coke.
"Bang!"
Sure enough, a bottle of green tea fell out. When he touched it, it was still cold. After drinking two sips of ice tea in this weather, Chen Yang felt very refreshed. Even his brain seemed to be active. He walked around the first floor with the green tea.
There are two companies, a showroom and a coffee shop on the first floor.
Judging from the signs outside the companies, one seemed to be engaged in distance education, and another one was engaged in the sale of lighting products. Chen Yang looked inside through the glass door.
It's time to go to work. Rows of monitors are on, various documents are scattered on the table, and office workers turn on their computers while complaining about the new day.
Chen Yang passed by a small meeting room where several people were having a heated discussion. One person was gesturing on the projector, probably explaining some market data.
"Excuse me, sir, are you looking for someone?" Chen Yang's actions attracted the attention of the company's front desk, and the young woman hurried over to ask.
Chen Yang waved his hand casually, indicating that he was just passing by.
The setting of this mission was very unfamiliar to him, because he had an accident and was bedridden shortly after graduation, and had no chance to enter the workplace.
Employees from various companies squeezed into the elevator in wave after wave. The building had eight floors in total, and if the elevator stopped at every floor, a lot of time would be wasted.
Xiao Yao works on the fourth floor. As soon as she walked into the elevator, a man ran over and blocked the elevator door which was about to close. The elevator shook violently and everyone else was startled.
The elevator door reopened and the man pressed "2". Xiao Yao was dissatisfied. How lazy was this man? He just wanted to go to the second floor. He had the time to squeeze in the elevator. Wouldn't he have reached the destination long ago by climbing the stairs
The elevator closed again, and the steel rope made a creaking sound.
"Buzz..."
The elevator started to vibrate and slowly rose.
"bite!"
We arrived at the second floor. The elevator door had just opened a crack when it suddenly shook. All the lights in the elevator went out and the emergency light came on...
"What's going on? Is the elevator out of order?"
"It looks like there's a power problem!" someone replied.
"Then let's press the alarm quickly!!!"
…
It was already working time. Besides Chen Yang and Chao Jian, there were a few other people in the hall. They were smoking and talking about business.
Just when Chen Yang was about to take Chao Jian upstairs to take a look...
“Beep…”
The fire alarm suddenly sounded.
"What's going on?"
"I guess someone was hiding somewhere smoking and lit something on fire." An old employee said as if he was not surprised. The same thing had happened several times before.
The alarm kept sounding, and many people came down from the emergency passage. Suddenly, a lot of people gathered in the hall.
"What's going on?"
"It seems that there is a fire on the third floor. Some staff have already gone to check it out."
Soon several men in uniform came out from the stairs with fire extinguishers in their hands.
"Okay, it's okay. Someone threw the cigarette butt into the trash can." The worker didn't lose his temper. He explained to everyone with a smile, "The fire has been put out. Everyone go back."
It turned out to be a false alarm, and everyone felt relieved.
The staff left the building, and office workers from various companies came to the elevator entrance, complaining about being "sleepy", "hot", "bored", and "not wanting to go to work".
"Hey! Is the elevator broken?"
Brother Yu pressed the up button several times, but neither elevator responded. "No way! I'm so unlucky today!"
Others also came forward and pressed the button to confirm that the elevator was really broken.
"Ah, the horoscope book says that it's not a good day to go to work. I would have asked for leave earlier..."
“It’s really unlucky!”
"Oh my god, today's class is really... ah..."
There was a lot of complaints, but most of them were self-deprecating, because even though things were not going well, they still had to go to work. After all, they couldn't make a living without money, so they had no choice but to be oppressed by life.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Oh my God! Is this a terrorist attack?"
Everyone was so frightened by the shouting that they wanted to curse. It was just a broken elevator, so why make such a fuss? It was a terrorist attack. What the hell was wrong with them
"Look outside! Look quickly!"
Someone pointed outside the building and shouted, and everyone looked outside with a dazed look on their faces.
People on the street were running wildly as if they were being chased by something. Many passers-by, not knowing what was going on, also followed the crowd.
The crowd passed by the entrance of the Science and Technology Park and ran past without stopping.
"No, something must have happened."
People in other buildings in the science and technology park also sensed the danger, and many of them joined the escape.
The people in the hall on Chen Yang's side were also in chaos. They were hesitating whether to stay in the building or follow those people to escape.
However, before they could hesitate, they saw another large group of people rushing towards them from Yuanchuan.
"No, let's run!"
Many people in the hall stopped thinking and rushed out of the building, fleeing with the crowd.
There are only about twenty people left in the building, and they have chosen to stay.
Because in their opinion, when they are not sure what the danger is, blindly running away may not necessarily lead to survival.
Chen Yang whispered to Chao Jian: "Has the mission started?"
"Sit down." Chao Jian pulled him down.
Chen Yang touched the work ID in his pocket, his heart was beating fast and his back felt damp.
Suddenly a strong wind blew in, and the air was wet and cold.
It's raining.
The weather was no longer hot, but became very humid. The change was so sudden and violent that many people sneezed a few times due to the discomfort.
Chen Yang kept looking outside. He saw something. His pupils shrank and the end of the sky appeared...
"White line!" Chen Yangteng stood up, "A white line!"
"What is that?" people exclaimed.
The white line was getting closer and higher, and everyone finally saw what it looked like.
"Shit, it's a wave, what the hell...!"
Everyone couldn't believe it. This was an inland city. Not to mention the sea, there wasn't even a big lake.
“Is this…is this a tsunami?”
"It's the end of the world!"
"Crazy..."
The hall was filled with a panicked silence. No one moved, and everyone was stunned.
A young man who was barely calm shouted, "Quick, hurry upstairs!"
After his reminder, the others reacted and ran towards the stairs in panic.
"It's useless." Brother Yu pointed outside with a look of despair, "Do you see the height of the wave wall?"
Everyone then noticed that as the waves approached, the height of the wave wall was like covering the sky and the sun, and a commercial building with dozens of floors was submerged in an instant, and the entire building was submerged under the boundless sea level.
The hall was dead silent, and the office workers realized at this moment with great despair that they only had one or two minutes left to live.
"What should I do... I... I don't want to die yet."
I don’t know who started to collapse and cry loudly. The tsunami wave wall had already swept in. The wave wall towering into the sky was like a giant hand, hitting the A3 office building hard!
"Boom..."
There was a violent earthquake, waves splashed, all the glass shattered instantly, and the steel frame structure of the roof was broken like a toy.
Clank, clank, one by one they fell to the ground in the hall.
The sound of the waves outside was deafening, rushing towards the distance of the city like wild beasts.
A powerful and terrifying shock wave attacked from all directions. Before Chen Yang's brain could think, his body had already reacted. He grabbed Chao Jian and protected him tightly under his body.
An unknown amount of time had passed, but the disaster that Chen Yang had expected did not come. He only heard Chao Jian's warm breath on his neck, and then his own rapid heartbeat, which made his chest ache.
"I'm still alive?" The people who were knocked to the ground in the hall got up in a daze, looking at each other blankly. How could they not die after such a huge tsunami came over? !
Chen Yang briefly checked Chao Jian's condition, and after making sure that he was not injured, he turned his attention outside.
The a3 office building has indeed been flooded. In fact, not only this building, but the entire city has been submerged by the boundless sea water.
Strangely, all the sea water stopped at the edge of the building.
The entire building is like being in a huge bubble, without a drop of water inside, and completely surrounding the building is a deep and endless sea.