"Teacher...is it really okay? That's the mission location, so let's go in so grandly!" Lou Yun's face has lost its former innocence and cuteness, and her neat short hair is a bit messy, she watched eagerly as the room kept pacing Rong Chuan, who stepped forward, said with a little bit of crying.
boom!
There was another dry thunder, the sound was extremely far and near, Lou Yun's trembling figure became sensitive again, and the slightest noise in her ears cracked even more.
Rong Chuan turned around when he heard the words, looked at Lou Yun curled up in a chair, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. After his eyes flickered several times, he slowly said: "Compared to other people, we are all newcomers. Existing, I can only follow Yan Yan and Xu Lang's arrangements as much as possible. Now it is an unsolvable task... I have nothing to do..."
"But teacher, do we really want to listen to their plans in full? Whether it is Xu Lang or Yan Yan, they are not very good people..." Lou Yun said weakly, hugging his knees.
In fact, this is exactly what Rong Chuan is afraid of. He is very worried whether Xu Lang and Yan Yan have already noticed the news they don’t know, so they set them as the third batch...
He had been worried all the time, but when he thought about the mission information, it did clearly state that it was in the safe period, and it was only reserved for inspection. He gritted his teeth and finally said: "Don't worry, now we are all on the same boat, not to mention Song Zhuoming, as Xu Lang's person, presumably they will not do such a frenzied thing at this stage!"
Lou Yun looked at the black cloud outside the window, the indescribable melancholy and haze had already filled his face, and he was finally speechless.
In the room on the other side, this two-bedroom room, the door of the other room is open at the moment, and the interior is clean and dust-free. Even if it has been unoccupied for a long time, it is still very clean.
In the room directly opposite, the door was closed. There was only a thin figure inside, sitting with his back facing the door, with long bangs scattered in front of his forehead, blocking a small piece of birthmark, making the teenager look exquisite. To the extreme.
However, his eyes and temperament did not have the sunshine and beauty of a young man. The lifelessness filled his face with no expression, even if his hand was holding a group photo. Remember URL
The two teenagers in the photo, one with short hair and one with long hair, look very similar, but their temperaments are completely opposite.
Song Zhuoming gently stretched out his palm and stroked the photo. He had always had an unspeakable feeling towards Song Zhuoyan, and he couldn't hate him, but his brotherly feelings could not be expressed.
Hate Wu and Wu, Song Zhuoming hated the woman who took away his father, and also hated his "brother", but for many years he pretended to be silent in the Song family, and it seemed that it had become a habit to pretend for so many years.
Especially after entering the newspaper office, while tearing off the disguise, he also pointed out the grudge between the two brothers and finally dissipated.
This pair of troubled brothers now only left himself. The hatred or love in the past disappeared with the death of one person. Song Zhuoming has never been so confused. It seems that Song Zhuoyan’s death has left him no hope of continuing to struggle. .
Because he was only fifteen years old, and this time it was an unsolvable task.
Song Zhuoming slowly put the photo into his arms, spreading his palms, and a black bug was exposed. He stared closely, and finally his palms were brought together, and he slowly got up from the bed, and carried the backpack on the side. On the body, walked out of the room.
He looked at the open room directly opposite, but there was no one in it, and the mourning in his eyes became thicker. After taking a deep look, he did not hesitate to slam the door shut and locked it back. Leave without hesitation!
At 7:50 p.m. on June 14th, in the lobby of the newspaper office, the remaining ten executors had all gathered.
John and Lou Yun on the left and right sides of Rongchuan, Song Zhuoming stood alone at the door, silently looking out the door.
Xu Lang glanced at everyone’s face, and suddenly chuckled, “You don’t need to be too nervous. Now is a clear safety period. As long as you act carefully, there will be no unexpected crises. Just pay more attention to it. it is good!"
Rong Chuan nodded with a complicated expression. He took a deep breath and looked at John beside him. The blond and blue-eyed John rubbed his hands and nodded slightly to indicate that there was no problem. He looked at Lou Yun and Lou. After hesitating for a moment, Yun said, "Teacher, I have to follow you all the time."
Xu Lang saw this scene and didn't say much. The fear in their hearts was that he couldn't control it. They had already said everything and they could only watch them perform on the spot, and Song Zhuoming was most worried about him.
In fact, the delivery of the wiretap was his temporary intention. Song Zhuoming obviously had the intention to die. After losing Song Zhuoyan, he was no longer the wise boy he used to be, but more like a dead old man with a rotten atmosphere. .
Xu Lang didn't ask anything more. He looked at Rong Chuan and said in a deep voice, "Go!"
As soon as this was said, all the executors in the newspaper were shocked. Although this action was only an exploratory action on the surface, it was after all an unsolvable mission location, a strange apartment, and no one can tell whether it is There will be accidents!
Rong Chuan snorted, grabbing John and Lou Yun from left to right, and whispered: "Stay by my side, don't leave without permission..."
But then, when he raised his eyes again, Song Zhuoming had already taken the lead, pushing the door of the newspaper office and walking away. Rong Chuan sighed secretly, and did not warn anymore, and left with him.
The first batch of people who explored in advance had all set off, leaving only a few people behind in the newspaper.
"Song Zhuoming's situation is a bit wrong, I'm afraid of him doing something bad!" Yan Yan frowned and came to Xu Lang's side, quietly speaking as the four of them were leaving.
Xu Lang stared at him, and shook his head slightly: "I'm not sure if the four of them can leave intact and return in their entirety. I always feel that this condition is too weird. Maybe we should be mentally prepared for attrition!"
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In the taxi, Rong Chuan took John and Lou Yun to sit in the back seat, which was slightly crowded. Lou Yun was a little uncomfortable when he was squeezed by Rong Chuan, but she also felt a little relieved in the small space.
Rong Chuan looked at the gray sky outside the window, and the harbinger of the storm was already undisguised. It could be an hour or a few minutes long, and a storm would come violently.
He glanced at Song Zhuoming, who was motionless in the co-pilot's position, his lonely and sad temperament continued to spread, even making the driver look at him a little.
Originally, Rong Chuan meant to let the burly John sit in the front row. The three of them could sit in the back row for a little more comfort. However, Song Zhuoming took the lead in occupying the front row. In addition, Song Zhuoming had two mission experience. Next, a middle level and a difficulty level were considered the oldest performer among the four of them, so even if he was young, no one would compete with him.
After all, among these four people, it seems that both their personalities and tempers are softer.
After sighing, Rong Chuan turned his head to John and said in a low voice: "John, can you be responsible for drawing the road map? We don't seem to be very good at this."
John had no objection, nodded, and did not speak too much. Since Cheng Guoguo's death, he has no one who can speak in the newspaper. He can only chat with Rong Chuan occasionally, so he listens to his words. But the character became more and more silent.
Rong Chuan hurriedly turned his head again, looked at Lou Yun and adjusted his mind, showing a gentle smile, soothing: "Don't be afraid, this time is not really entering the task, our work is not difficult, within 20 minutes When it's done, we will leave as soon as possible!"
Lou Yun was like a frightened little beast. After being comforted by Rong Chuan, it was a little better.
"It's not that simple!"
At this moment, Song Zhuoming, who was on the co-pilot, said a word coldly, attracting everyone's attention.
Rong Chuan asked suspiciously: "What did you say?"
"I said it's not that simple!" Song Zhuoming repeated it again with a blank face, "Don't think that the newspaper will be careless when it says it is a safe period. You must treat this action as a task, and be alert to your surroundings at every step , That deep apartment is not simple!"
Song Zhuoming’s tone was a bit bad, as if he was teaching and teaching, but he also knew something because he was close to Wuming and Yan Yan when he was in the meeting room, and no one else saw it, but he saw Yan Yan discover it. A supernatural event.
In other words, although the newspaper clearly stated that it is a safe period, things are not necessarily that simple for the executors.
Lou Yun pursed his mouth, as if to refute, but after seeing the delicate and cold face at last, he couldn't have the courage to tell, even if Song Zhuoming was two years younger than her!
"I haven't dared to ask, you rushed to the Shenshen apartment in big bags, don't you want to move in..."
At this time, a word from the driver broke the silence in the carriage and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Oh? Master, have you ever heard of Shenshen Apartment?" Rong Chuan took the conversation at the right time. It is clear that it is undoubtedly beneficial to be able to inquire about some information now.
"My family lives on the outskirts of the Xicheng District, and I know Shenshen Apartment!" The driver is not very young, he seems to be in his twenties, but he is obviously very talkative, but when it comes to Shenshen Apartment , But hesitated, of course, it may also be a temptation.
"Master, I can't help you talk to us over there!" Rong Chuan hurriedly asked.
"When it was built there 20 years ago, the development was pretty good, supported by factories, and most of the factory workers’ families lived there, but then... something happened in the apartment, which led to 12 years ago. , Most of the residents moved out, and now the people who live there are basically poor people who have nowhere to go or have nowhere to go." The driver touched the sweat on his face, and when he said this, he didn’t know what it was. A guilty conscience is still somewhat sensitive to the current atmosphere.
Song Zhuoyan's muddy eyes moved slowly at this moment, using his peripheral vision to observe the driver's every move.
"Twelve years ago, there was a terrifying serial murder in the apartment! From the third floor, the first one on each floor, to the thirteenth floor, ten families died!" the driver said. When, the tone is very vague, it seems to be extremely taboo!
"The first one from the third floor to the 13th floor?" Rong Chuan frowned, this handwriting is a bit big...
"Yeah! The death of a family of three I saw with my own eyes! His throat was cut alive, and a whole wall was almost covered with blood. The murderer acted on a stormy night, and every time it rained, he thought that the next one would be the next one. The people on the floor were caught. At first, some people were lucky and didn’t leave, but in the end they were killed!” The driver’s voice trembled, as if merely telling this matter, it greatly tested his psychological quality. !
"Then the murderer was caught?"
The driver’s face became paler, and the sweat on his forehead became more and more obvious. It flowed down his neck into his clothes. He slowly raised his head and looked at the rearview mirror with his eyes. In this way, he stared at Rong Chuan. The voice said: "Do you believe that this kind of thing can be done by humans?" (End of this chapter)