In the old house of the guest house, Ling Mo really found something.
There is a small warehouse on the third floor. When you open it, there is a musty smell and a lot of dust.
Some of the boxes piled up in the house were covered with mildew, and there were even suspicious black particles piled up in some places.
However, after ignoring these details, it is still very attractive to look at some sports drinks and snacks that Ling Mo has selected.
"And it's still under warranty!"
This discovery made the depressed Mu Chen suddenly happy, and even selectively ignored what Ling Mo said: "You know that these are not allowed?"
"There are a few more boxes here, have you seen them?" After Mu Chen packed everything into his bag, he noticed a corner of the room with sharp eyes.
In addition to the piles of boxes, there is also a box-spring bed in this room. Looking at the dirty bedding on it, you can tell that this place should have been an employee's "dormitory" in the past.
"It's all toiletries, it's only for the hotel." Ling Mo walked over and glanced at it, and said indifferently, "You don't lack these things for Nirvana, right?"
"No shortage..." Mu Chen replied quickly, "Actually, talcum powder is more popular, you know."
"Speaking of Nirvana... Where is your headquarters?" Ling Mo asked suddenly.
This question made Mu Chen's body froze for a moment. He was stunned for a moment, and then threw away the small pocket soap he was looking at: "I don't know very well either."
"Rejection is too insincere." Ling Mo shook his head.
"Hehe, when you are familiar enough with us to cooperate, maybe you will become the partner of the headquarters?" Mu Chen smiled awkwardly.
"Well... let's talk about it." Ling Mo replied casually.
"Right." Ling Mo was silent for less than two seconds. He spoke again. "Have you figured out how to tell your branch?"
"Then think about it... After you arrive at the branch, what should you do?" Mu Chen felt a "slight" in his heart, but he couldn't help but ask.
When he asked this question, he felt like he was going out of his way, especially after he told Xia Zhi of his plan, he felt as if he already had a way back.
Anyway, asking is not considered death. It can give you a little more information and let the person who escaped have more grasp.
But Ling Mo didn't seem surprised at all, just smiled slightly: "You don't have an answer in your heart?"
"It's just that I didn't ask you!"
The apprehension and expectation in Mu Chen's heart instantly vanished. But he held back the roar.
Now is the critical moment, and he cannot be looked down upon by him.
"Haha..." Mu Chen laughed softly.
This kind of answer should be considered to be more silent than sound in this life... He thought to himself.
But what was depressing was that he still couldn't ask anything from Ling Mo.
Seeing that Ling Mo finally stopped asking questions, Mu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Every now and then I want to lie to me, ask him something but say nothing..."
Then he couldn't help but frown again. While carrying the backpack with difficulty, he secretly glanced at Ling Mo and his party.
It's 27 hours, but how can you hold them back...
And in fact the time is far from enough. He still counted the time the selected person escaped!
"By the way, I'm talking about my stomach pain now. Can I drag it out for two hours?" Mu Chen thought, and glanced at an open box next to him.
In that gnawed box, bags of broken biscuits were lying alone...
Mu Chen stared at it twice, then stretched his neck and swallowed: "Forget it!"
…
"when!"
In an alley on the side of the guest house, an exaggeratedly large panda was struggling to squeeze between two walls, and on its head was a little girl who looked bored.
There were a dozen zombies not too far away from them, but the little girl seemed to have not seen it at all.
She was biting into a piece of gel, staring at an old-fashioned iron door ahead.
The iron door was almost completely closed, with only a palm-wide gap below it, and it was impossible to see it from her direction.
But after sticking a silver wire from her neck, the little girl immediately showed a disappointed expression: "Hey, it's that woman."
"Bah!" The mutant panda also drooped his eyelids, looking a little bored.
"Speaking of which, Xiaobai, what's going on in your body?" She didn't see how the little girl moved, she suddenly jumped forward, then leaned down, blocked her head in front of the mutant panda, and talked to it. A face-to-face came, "Are you going to be like me, or black silk? Or like the little monster that infected you?"
Xiaobai shook his head and groaned, "Bah…"
"Since it is a national treasure, why does it mutate so slowly? No wonder it has been like this for eight million years... Even if it is infected by a virus, it only changes color."
Saying that, Zombie Loli's eyes turned slightly red, and then sighed: "You can tell that you are a panda even if you dye it."
"Bah..." Xiaobai exclaimed a little aggrieved this time...
At this time, Xu Shuhan never thought that there were three pairs of eyes staring at him outside the gate.
However, although she took the initiative to stay and watch the door, she never thought of taking the opportunity to escape.
Among the three, her mobility is the lowest, and her physical strength is also the worst.
And if you think about it seriously, maybe the other two companions will participate in the pursuit of her.
Xu Shuhan still sees this point very clearly, but even so, she still feels a little weird at this time.
"They really don't worry about me..." Xu Shuhan sat on the bicycle, stared at the door for a while, then looked back upstairs.
She was alone in the whole yard at this time.
"This Ling Mo... I thought he would be staring at me upstairs." Seeing that she didn't find anything, she lowered her head again, but couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of her mouth, "What's wrong with me, I'm not being stared at? Is it uncomfortable? No, no, this can't be done..."
But after she looked up again, she found a person at the door of the guest house.
"Xiazhi?" She glanced at him in surprise, then looked up and downstairs, "Aren't you looking for something?"
Xia Zhi still looked like that virtuous person, but following Xu Shuhan's gaze, he also looked up.
"What, do you have something to tell me?" Xu Shuhan asked with some doubts, and at the same time reached out and took off the earphones.
Xia Zhi glanced at her, moved his lips, but shook his head again.
Xu Shuhan suddenly smiled and said, "That's because Mu Chen is too annoying?"
This time Xia Zhi nodded, and he looked up again.
"I'm also annoyed by him, but you didn't realize that Ling Mo is also a talkative person?" Xu Shuhan asked, "I'm a little used to it. It's a good feeling, it's not so depressing anymore."
"Are you listening?" Xu Shuhan asked again.
Xia Zhi slowly lowered his head, turned around and nodded to Xu Shuhan.
Xu Shuhan didn't look up, she continued to chat with a smile on her face.
But if she just looked up, she would find that a curtain upstairs was still shaking slightly.
"It really was a wise decision to let Xia Zhi, who has the weakest sense of existence, be the speaker!"
Mu Chen behind the curtain looked excited: "If it were me and Xu Shuhan, Ling Mo and the others wouldn't care."
Although Xia Zhi was chosen for discussion today because there was no other way, but Ling Mo and the others were stalking it was indeed a very important reason.
In this regard, the summer solstice has a natural advantage.
In fact, even Mu Chen, his companion, often forgets the existence of the Summer Solstice. On the contrary, Ling Mo, who could often notice his gestures and expressions, shocked Mu Chen and Xu Shuhan.
But... Sure enough, you wouldn't be too defensive, would you
"Xiazhi, you are a natural wonder and must be useful!" Mu Chen laughed.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound suddenly came from behind, making Mu Chen shiver all over in fright.
"Hey, it's taking too long for you, what's wrong with the prostate?" Ling Mo's voice came from outside the door.
Mu Chen hurriedly coughed, frowned and walked around a skeleton in the corner of the bathroom, roaring, "You are stared at by a dead person? I made a mistake!"