Fang Qi was puzzled: "I...Is there anything wrong with what I said?"
Shen Dongqing smiled brightly: "No, that's quite right, no problem."
At this time, the master came out with two bags of buns and handed them to Fang Qi.
Fang Qi put the takeaway in the box and hesitated for a moment: "Would you like to add a WeChat?"
I don't know why, as soon as Fang Qi saw the person in front of him, he had a strong urge to hug his thighs, and even wanted to call Dad when he was so intense.
In any case, add a friend first, maybe in the future I can really hug a thigh or something.
Shen Dongqing took out his phone.
For modern products, he is self-taught without a teacher. He opened WeChat proficiently and added a friend with Fang Qi.
After adding friends, Fang Qi was still in a hurry to deliver the food and said, "I have a chance to see you—"
Shen Dongqing waved at him.
Fang Qi rode away on a small electric donkey, and his figure gradually disappeared around the corner.
Shen Dongqing finished eating the buns in two or three bites, and when he looked back, he saw Zhou Wenyan staring at the place where Fang Qi's back disappeared.
He put his hands behind his back and walked over quietly, trying to scare Zhou Wenyan.
It's just that the prank didn't work out, Zhou Wenyan withdrew his gaze and grabbed the sneaky person.
Shen Dongqing: "What are you thinking, so serious?"
Zhou Wenyan rubbed his wrist and said, "I'm thinking about the second batch of people who entered this world."
At that time, they thought that the problem of the game had been solved, and they happened to have a controller on hand to open a plug-in. Naturally, they would not forget the players who were good and passed the level together and rescued them. Later, Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan came to find Fang Qi and found that he couldn't remember anything.
Because according to the rules of the game, the memory of those who leave the game world will be erased, and they don't think too much.
But now they know that this is actually a world created by the game, so what happened to these players who lost their memory? Did he really lose his memory, or was it also an NPC created by the game
Shen Dongqing looked at the little boy: "What do you think?"
The little boy who has been ignored for a while was stunned: "What are you looking at?"
Shen Dongqing: "See if it's a player?"
The general skills of the game boss can distinguish which player is the player in the vast crowd, and capture them accurately.
But Shen Dongqing has changed from a villain to a human, and this skill will naturally disappear.
The little kid pondered for a while and said, "It should be the player."
Shen Dongqing: "What should it be?"
The little kid said "hey": "The time is too short, and I didn't see it clearly."
Shen Dongqing: "You didn't say it earlier!"
Little kid: "You didn't ask earlier."
The two stared wide-eyed.
Now that Fang Qi is far away, it is too late to call back.
Shen Dongqing took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, and contacted Fang Qi to ask him to come back quickly, but they were busy delivering food, so they didn't see the news and didn't reply for a long time.
Just when Shen Dongqing sighed, Zhou Wenyan said, "You can find someone else first."
Shen Dongqing was instantly refreshed.
That is, in addition to Fang Qi, there are other players in this world.
Before Zhou Wenyan asked his secretary to go to the place where the players were, but after meeting Fang Qi, he found out that he didn't remember what happened in the game, so they didn't bother others.
Now open the address that the secretary found, all of them are nearby, and the closest one is Wu Jia.
Zhou Wenyan looked for the address given by the secretary.
Wu Jia lives in the community next to Laozhong Baozipu. He is a programmer by profession. He works overtime every day for twelve days at night and is exploited by capital.
Today happened to be a rest day. Wu Jia, who had been working for a week, was paralyzed at home for a day, and only pulled his slippers out in the afternoon to look for food. As soon as he opened the door, he collided with a group of people who came upstairs.
Wu Jia looked back at the house number, and then at the three people with clear goals: "Are you here to find me?"
Shen Dongqing lowered her head and asked the little boy, "Take a good look at it."
The little kid raised his head and stared at Wu Jia. Although he was small, he was not childish when he was serious, and he didn't look like a child at all. His dark eyes gave Wu Jia a chill behind him.
"No, if it's okay, I'll go first." Wu Jia slowly stepped back, wanting to go back home and avoid these three strange-looking people.
At this time, the little kid said slowly: "It's the player."
It's fine for the player.
Shen Dongqing waved his hand and packed it away.
Wu Jia left the apartment building with half coercion and half force.
"I don't have any savings at all."
"I work overtime every day until twelve o'clock in the evening and there is no overtime pay."
"They are so poor that they have no money to rob you."
Along the way, Wu Jia struggled to get them to give up the idea of kidnapping him.
It is a pity that Shen Dongqing is firm and unshakable.
After leaving the apartment building, the group went around in circles and came to a remote place with few passers-by. Wu Jia suddenly thought that the company still owed him a month's salary, and then thought that he didn't even have a girlfriend. He suddenly had a desire to survive, and shouted for help: "Save me, they kidnapped me—"
The passers-by looked at him indifferently.
Wu Jia: "They must sell my organs!"
The passersby suddenly became nervous, and then... they were amused.
Wu Jia noticed something was wrong, looked up, and saw the words "Chongqing Hot Pot" on the sign at the door of the place where the three took him.
Wu Jia: ? ?
Kidnap him to eat hot pot? And such a good thing
Wu Jia was so confused that he was taken into the hot pot restaurant.
Shen Dongqing skillfully ordered the bottom of a spicy pot with red oil. Wu Jia sat opposite him, feeling a little illusory, and couldn't help but took off his glasses and wiped it.
As soon as he put on his glasses, he heard the person on the opposite side say, "We knew each other before."
Wu Jia: "Huh?"
Zhou Wenyan: "It's a little hard to understand, but we used to play the same game."
Wu Jia asked continuously: "League of Legends?"
"Eat chicken?"
"Or the glory of the king?"
Shen Dongqing: "I have played all three."
Wu Jia: "I played when I was in school, but after graduation, I have no time..."
Very good, the topic has been successfully diverted.
Zhou Wenyan put a plate of small crispy meat in front of Shen Dongqing, preventing him from participating in this conversation for the time being.
Shen Dongqing was really fooled, lowered his head and ate the little crispy pork seriously.
With the sound of clicking, Zhou Wenyan briefly explained the current situation.
After listening to it, Wu Jia was completely stunned: "Although I can understand every word you say, why can't I understand it when you connect it?"
What game, what system, is exactly the same as the novel.
Zhou Wenyan snorted and changed his strategy: "You don't need to understand, as long as you know, we will follow you."
Whether it is a paranormal event or a puzzle, it will appear around the player.
Now Zhou Wenyan doesn't know if he and Shen Dongqing are still players, so he can only use this stupid method.
Wu Jia: "Yes, but, I still have to go to work."
Zhou Wenyan: "How much is your monthly salary?"
Wu Jia reported a number embarrassedly: "Five thousand."
Shen Dongqing bit his chopsticks and said, "It seems a little less."
Wu Jia's tears were about to fall.
Not only less, but simply too little.
Zhou Shao, who is not short of money, said: "One thousand, I will give you a thousand daily wages and quit the job."
In order to prevent Wu Jia from being suspicious, he transferred five thousand to him on the spot.
And this kind of taking advantage of... No, no, there is such a good thing? !
Wu Jia received the payment without saying a word, and then Ma Liu resigned and insulted his brain-dead boss. He was completely refreshed.
He said cheerfully, "What do you want me to do?"
Zhou Wenyan: "Damn it."
Wu Jia almost thought that his ears were not working well: "What, what?"
Zhou Wenyan picked up a piece of hairy belly and put it down to rinse it, and said lightly, "Take us to hell."
If it wasn't for the fact that the boss had just transferred five thousand to him, Wu Jia would have asked him if his brain was not very good.
"Damn it..." Wu Jiagan laughed twice, "I don't want to see it if I want to."
"It's okay." Zhou Wenyan said, "Even if I don't see you, I'll give you the money."
Wu Jia immediately felt relieved.
It's just a boring game of the rich second generation. Is there really a ghost in this world
He ate the hot pot happily, but what he didn't know was that in the near future, he would be repeatedly slapped in the face by this sentence.
dong dong dong —
There was a loud knock on the door, and the thin door panel kept shaking, as if it was about to be broken open in the next second.
Wu Jiashu was shivering in the corner, there were buns scattered around his feet, and the originally white buns were dyed reddish-brown. This color comes from the woman who fell on the sofa. Her throat was split by a sharp tool, leaving only a layer of skin connecting her body and head. One after another bloodstain.
But even so, the woman did not close her eyes, staring at Wu Jia in the corner with a pair of dull eyes.
Wu Jia was so frightened that he didn't dare to open his eyes, so he could only hold himself tightly. Every time there was a knock on the door outside, he shivered and almost trembled into Parkinson's.
How to do how to do…
The outside is a murderer, and the inside is a corpse. He is just a work-study male college student. Why should life treat him like this
Ding dong!
In the gap between the knock on the door, a crisp WeChat reminder rang.
Wu Jia was shocked and opened a gap to take a look. Someone sent him a message, which was the person who had just added outside.
Being reminded like this, his dull mind began to turn.
Now should... should call the police!
Shaking his hands, he unlocked the lock screen, but the number of the police hadn't been entered, and the people at the door didn't know what was exciting and began to split the door with an axe.
The door panel was originally of poor quality. After being split like this, a crack appeared immediately. It won't take long for the murderer to come in and split him into two pieces just like the door panel.
Wu Jia was taken aback by the picture he imagined, and his hands trembled. Instead of clicking on the emergency call, he clicked on the WeChat dialog box.
Before he could think about it, he shouted into the phone: "Help—"
"Help-"
Shen Dongqing clicked on this short voice conversation, and a shrill shout immediately came from it.
He was not frightened, but Wu Jia next to him shivered.
"This, this..." Wu Jia said, "Is this a prank? Do you want to call the police?"
Zhou Wenyan: "No need to call the police, we can solve it."
Wu Jia hesitated for a moment, but decided to believe their words first. After all, he could not call the police without a specific time and place.
Zhou Wenyan asked, "Do you have an address?"
Shen Dongqing looked down, no, Fang Qi only had time to make a panicked voice.
"It's okay, I'll give him a call." With that, he made a WeChat call.
Almost at the same time, the WeChat phone was picked up.
"Help!" Fang Qi seemed to be about to cry, "Help me, someone with an axe is chasing me, I'm going to be hacked to death, no one has already been hacked to death, call the police, hurry up!" He spoke incoherently.
Shen Dongqing: "Oh, it's alright, where are you, we'll come right over."
Fang Qi quickly reported an address.
Zhou Wenyan took a look at the navigator, it was next to Wu Jia's community, not far away, and walked for ten minutes.
When Wu Jia heard the address, his face became a little complicated: "I heard that the neighborhood is haunted. Someone used an axe to hack his wife to death. It's very evil, or we should call the police..."
Wu Jia originally wanted to scare them and let them back off, but when he finished speaking, Shen Dongqing was not only not afraid, but even his eyes lit up.
"Really haunted?"
Wu Jia couldn't figure out this man's routine, but he honestly said, "Yes, it's haunted..."
Shen Dongqing: "Then hurry up!"
Wu Jia: "What?"
Shen Dongqing: "If it's too late, I won't be able to catch up!"
Wu Jia: Why does this person seem to be late for the premiere of the TV series at 8 o'clock