The Deception Agency Chapter 494: After Wuming came out of the eleventh floor during the day ten years ago, there was no need to go down, but to walk quickly towards his room upstairs.
Since Ling told him clearly and asked him to go back and pack his things quickly, then it was definitely not a goalless target. He took a knife in his left hand and headed towards the fourteenth floor.
When he returned to the door of the "1414" room, he was about to push the door and enter. Suddenly at this moment, there seemed to be a cry in his ear...
The voice sounded very far, but it was very close. It was on the floor below. He stopped his actions for a while. He turned and looked back. The voice was like a scream, but it was like a call...
It was very vague and completely unreal. When he devoted himself to listening, he felt a slight throb in the back of his neck!
The nameless brow furrowed, and he subconsciously reached out and touched the back of his neck. That was where the eyeball curse was. "Is it approaching dawn when the eyeball curse is starting to revive?"
Just after this period of time he was thinking, the voice suddenly disappeared, and he listened attentively but he couldn't hear anything, only endless nothingness.
Finally, I had to go back to the room and start thinking about the words that he had talked with Zero.
The unknown general Jin Dao retracted the scabbard and paced in the room, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Xu Lang's number.
It didn't take long for Xu Lang to answer the call, and there was no nonsense when he spoke anonymously. He said directly: "Your room is at 1302..."
Xu Lang was a little surprised, but he reacted quickly. Wuming must have started to search for information in the corridor after the live broadcast, and the call at this time should have been a lot.
He couldn't help but cried and laughed. Before, he was still thinking about who and which hapless would be selected in this room, but he didn't expect it to be himself.
After Wuming finished this sentence, he uttered a message about Zero: "I found Zero. He is in room 1108."
As soon as he said this, Xu Lang's spirit was immediately lifted. He couldn't help but think back to the eleventh floor that he found when he searched. There was a complete "O" and a broken "/" there.
It turned out that zero was hidden in 1108...
"Zero, I have a deep grasp of the day and night. Listening to his attitude between words, it seems to have entered the task ahead of time..."
Every sentence of the unknown general's previous conversation with Zero, even the details of Zero's gestures, did not fall, and he relayed everything in detail. There were some things that his brain power could not fully analyze, but Xu Lang could.
Sure enough, Xu Lang fell into a short silence after listening, and let out a faint laugh after a long time.
"It seems that Zero is very confident..."
"how do I say this?"
"Zero obviously has a deep understanding of the day-to-day situation, but he asked you to pack things in advance. Now I don’t know where it came from, but you can do it, and I will do it as well. We should wait until dawn. Will get the answer."
Wuming heard this and nodded: "I suspect he should have entered the mission early..."
"It should be like this. He must have made this choice on his own initiative. As for why... we don't know why. Maybe it was to get something..." Xu Lang said at this point, he suddenly thought of the "criminal thing" Zero said. .
"You said, what he was looking for in the mission ahead of time, could it be a criminal capable of resisting the attack of evil spirits?"
Anonymous said, fell into silence, "He did not deny that he possessed something that resists evil spirits, which shows that he himself has a sinful object. What you said is very likely!"
Xu Lang's tone was also a little excited, every time he was driven by the evil spirits like a headless fly, this kind of embarrassing feeling that could only escape tortured every executor.
Looking at it now, Zero really has this kind of thing against the sky, which is good news for the executors as a whole, after all, there is no more infighting in this situation.
Although Zero's attitude is unwilling to ally with other people, the executor is a camp. Even if they don't meet now, they will get together sooner or later.
At that time, it is necessary to rely on each other and carry sins with nothing. To a certain extent, it can also serve as a shelter for everyone!
"He can find it, we should also be able to find it, and can also use it. If we harbor a sin, then the chance of survival in the face of evil spirits will be greatly increased!" Wuming's emotions that have not changed for a long time also fluctuate slightly, he thought at this point.
Xu Lang also thought about it, but after a brief period of joy, he calmed down and shook his head slowly: "Not quite right..."
"what?"
Xu Lang hesitated and said, "This is an unsolvable level task. Since it is a major cleansing in itself, how can a sinner that can resist evil spirits be given out during the task phase?"
The nameless tone paused, "What are you going to say..."
"I want to say, how can a newspaper do things like picking up a rock and smashing itself in the foot? The purpose of the big purge is to kill us all. It is understandable that we have zero crimes before this mission, but this mission , I still believe that there will be absolutely no sins!" Xu Lang's tone was cold, as if he had understood the essence of the matter.
"Moreover, I suspect that all the sins of zero may not be all good..."
Looking at it from an anonymous perspective, what Xu Lang said is indeed very reasonable. The crime was also released by the newspaper, and the great purge was also released by the newspaper. The two are linked together, which seems to be contradictory.
"In other words, it is very likely that Zero was blinded by a sin object that resists the evil spirit's ability. He has been used to the convenience brought by sin objects, leading to ignoring the nature of the newspaper, and even making mistakes again and again?" Wuming seems to have found it too. Focused.
Xu Lang nodded heavily: "For us, sin is a foreign object, and it is a gift from the newspaper, so we must suspect the possibility of a trap!"
"I couldn't judge the previous missions, but this daydream mission I can almost conclude that once there is a crime, it must be a trap!"
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"With this thing, this mission is truly hopeful for me!"
Rong Chuan grasped the rattle in his hand, his eyes were full of gaze. This is not the light in his eyes, but the window in the living room. The night-long rainstorm has completely disappeared, and the sun flooded his eyes. , It also reflects the renewed confidence in it.
He watched this scene. John, with his neck covered in gauze, lay on the sofa and closed his eyes. If it weren't for the ups and downs of his chest, his pale face was no different from that of a dead man.
In 2004, the sun shining into room "1515", the room that was dilapidated and dusty began to take on a new look. Little changes in reality appeared. Rong Chuan held unconscious John in one hand, and held the rattle in the other. , Watching everything in the room vigilantly.
This process of change is not fast, but not slow. Rong Chuan looked at the mutation that seriously violated the rules of reality, and looked at everything in front of him dryly. He was a little flustered, but when he touched the vermilion rattle, he felt a little flustered. Regained some confidence again!
When the scene of the living room in front of him changed to half, he suddenly saw a flower in the foreground, and when he opened his eyes, he was no longer in the living room, but a bedroom...
He is sitting on a solid wood chair, and John next to him is also missing. He is holding a pen in one hand and a book in the other. On the desktop is a yellow notebook. A drop of ink was dripped from the pen that was written, and it was sprinkled on the paper, dyeing the half-written topic.
Rong Chuan had never experienced such a terrible thing before, and he felt that everything about him had changed.
He threw the pen on the table, and then spread his hands to look at himself. Those hands were small, only half the size of Rong Chuan, and looked very immature.
He glanced down suddenly, he didn't know when he changed into a school uniform and jumped off the chair. He only felt a little dizzy, because he was only about 1.3 meters tall!
Rong Chuan looked madly on the table, opened the drawer, and found an old-fashioned mirror. When he looked at the face in the mirror, he felt that his scalp was tingling!
Rong Chuan in the mirror is no longer the young man in his twenties, but has returned to the image of a teenage elementary school student, a reduced version of Rong Chuan!
He buckled the mirror on the table, rubbing his cheeks with both hands, he couldn't believe his eyes, and then there was a panic and consternation!
"In the end... just how terrible is the evil spirit in the daytime? It can even trace me back ten years ago?!"
Rong Chuan panicked, he had never heard of such a terrible situation before, and he finally thought of the rattle during a period of sluggishness in place!
He pressed his palm into the pocket of the school uniform and touched a bunch of useless little notes. The rattle was not in his pocket!
He seemed to have suffered a thunderbolt, his eyes were full of fear, and his mouth was trembling and chanting: "Rattle...rattle..."
It was not until he searched back and forth in the room that he finally found the trace of John...
John's situation... can only be described as weird and weird. He has also reduced his time for ten years. At the moment, he looks a little stronger than Rong Chuan, but he is still a child.
But the blond boy, with gauze wrapped around his neck, was lying quietly on the double bed as the lower bunk. The injury did not disappear with the change of time, but he was still in a deep coma!
When Rong Chuan saw there, his eyes suddenly beamed.
This was not because he saw John still with him, but because there were two backpacks on the head of John's bed, which were the equipment they brought out from the newspaper, and Rong Chuan couldn't help but be delighted when he saw this scene.
One of the two bags at the head of the bed, open, revealing a vermilion wooden handle.
Rong Chuan moved forward excitedly. He didn't even look at Little John. It seemed that there was nothing more important than a rattle now. Even if it was life, he would not be the original Rong Chuan before he knew it.
He drew the rattle out, stroking and paying attention, and suddenly at this moment, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside.
"Ogawa, John, have dinner!"
Rong Chuan immediately placed the rattle in his palm and hid it with his back. The moment he turned his head, he suddenly saw a very familiar face.
That person...the moment he saw Rong Chuan, he was also full of horror. When the two sides looked at each other, they showed a trace of embarrassment and embarrassment...
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I thought about the plot of the Shenshen apartment during the day for a long time, and I never knew how to arrange it. With a flash of inspiration, I thought of this way of writing. The age of the executors shrank by ten years and changed with the changes inside the apartment. A very good idea, which is more in line with the setting of time-space transformation. The reduced executor wrote that it was quite fun.
I haven’t been in any state today, and I’m writing very slowly. Please bear with me, thanks! (End of this chapter)