The night gradually became darker, the blue sky was dimmed with dark ink, and the dim clouds blocked the afterglow of the setting sun.
Shen Kong stopped in front of a low-key single-family building not far away, looked up, and saw a simple English word imprinted on the simple yet well-designed sign;
"puzzle"
The other students around him were whispering excitedly, muttering about the deeds of Xu Linsheng who was celebrating his birthday.
——The family is in a good financial situation, the school is maintained, the means and resources are available, and the person is pretty good.
Basically, he is the winner in life in school. Even though he is arrogant and thinks highly of himself, many people still buy him.
Shen Kong followed them leisurely and listened to the whole story of this man's deeds without saying a word.
In fact, there is no other reason why he followed...
He had seen Xu Linsheng's name in the plot - he was the one who discovered Han Li's true identity as the abandoned son of the Han family, and he was also the one who took the lead in ostracizing and bullying him out of jealousy and malice. It was also he, At a plot point, Han Li brutally dug out his eyes.
Shen Kong turned his head and looked around at the students around him without leaving any trace. As expected, he did not see Han Li in the crowd.
After all, in the plot, before the protagonist was transferred, Han Li was a semi-vacuous existence in the entire class. In addition, Xu Linsheng had an inexplicable hostility towards him from the beginning, so it was okay not to be invited to his birthday party this time. Not surprising.
Xu Linsheng, who was walking in front of the crowd, showed the card in his hand to the waiter guarding the door.
The group of people walked into the puzzle smoothly.
The decoration inside the door is unexpectedly simple, and the appearance inside the building is more like a collection of certain concepts, with horizontal and vertical lines, sharp and decisive lines, and a sense of inhuman distance, but when integrated, it has a different look. flavor. It was very different from those luxurious and luxurious high-end clubs where even the air was filled with the smell of depravity.
Shen Kong raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by his boss's taste.
Puzzel has six floors in total. The group of them was led into an independent box on the fourth floor. Compared with the angular ones in the lobby, the decoration in the box was more gentle and gorgeous. The light beams surrounding it were like bead chains surrounding the neck. Wrapping the room tightly, the entire box appears sparkling and pleasing to the eye.
Xu Linsheng sat down in the middle of the box, and all the other invited students also sat down in order according to their proximity.
Shen Kong very consciously chose a location in the blind spot of the light, and sat down low-key and quietly.
Colorful drinks were served like flowing water, and the box was quickly filled with buzzing chatter and the clash of glasses. The atmosphere in the entire room gradually became more active, the music gradually became more intense, the lights gradually dimmed, and people's The courage seems to be getting stronger and stronger under the influence of darkness and alcohol, and the scale of the games played in the center of the room is getting bigger and bigger.
Shen Kong sipped the juice in the cup boredly, looked around the field, and yawned without interest.
He stood up from his seat and left the box without attracting anyone's attention.
The corridor was quiet, and the soundproof walls sealed the noisy music in the room. Only when the door was opened and closed could one hear a note spilling out of the box.
Shen Kong went to the smoking area to smoke a cigarette, then asked a waiter for the location of the toilet. As soon as he walked around the corner, he heard voices talking not far away:
A deep male voice asked irritably: "...where did that Cheng Chen go? Why can't he be found anywhere?"
Another person murmured: "No, I don't know. No one saw him go there."
Shen Kong narrowed his eyes slightly - he was not familiar with these two voices, but they seemed to be very familiar with him both inside and outside the words, and... they had bad intentions.
He moved slightly, found a more secluded place to hide, and continued listening.
"... Not even in the box?"
"Yes, yes, his classmates said they didn't see him."
The irritable male voice lowered his voice and cursed: "Trash! I told you the location and you still can't find anyone. I should have broken your legs on the spot!"
Place...
Shen Kong was stunned for a moment, and a vague guess formed in his mind. He leaned out slightly and looked in the direction of the sound through the dim light in the corridor.
I saw two men standing face to face at the end of the empty corridor. The man with his back to Shen Kong was tall and strong. From his ankles and wrists, he could tell that he was Lian Jiazi, while the man facing Shen Kong At this moment, he shrank in fear and exposed his face to the light.
A long and bony face with a sallow color from lack of sleep. The shrinking eyes moved shrewdly and greedily in the sunken eye sockets, as if they were always thinking of some shady idea. The lips were thin and dark, and the cheekbones were The bones are high and protruding, giving him a mean and decadent look.
Shen Kong's pupils suddenly tightened, and he felt pain in his head as if it was exploding.
The system's alarm sounded in my ears, but it seemed to be blocked by glass. It became blurry and distant, almost indistinguishable.
Countless unfamiliar images suddenly appeared in my mind.
The boy, who was much smaller than his peers, huddled tightly in the corner. The paper-thin door panel could not isolate the endless beatings and abuse outside the door. The woman's cries and screams were covered up by the sounds of kicks and insults. He All you could hear was the distorted voice that suddenly broke out in the chaos, shouting non-stop: "Give me the money! Where is the money! Bitch, where did you hide the money!"
In the plain and black mourning hall, an older boy knelt in front of a woman's black and white photo and cried sadly. The man rushed in hastily, with a red and greedy light flashing in his deeply sunken eyes. He kicked the boy away, took from his hand the burial money he borrowed from relatives and neighbors, and said in a confused and confused manner: "Dad will make money soon. When I make money, I will buy her a mahogany coffin. If dad doesn't pay it back, Qian's legs are about to be broken..." He said as he rushed out of the door.
The picture slowly escaped from his mind, and the halo hanging at the top of the corridor vaguely circled in front of his eyes, and finally slowly stabilized.
The voice of the system in my ears finally became clear: "... the temporary identity emotion has been triggered, please be careful and don't be too affected by the correction."
Shen Kong raised his head and looked at the cowering man standing at the end of the corridor again.
He found the memory of that ugly face in his mind. It was none other than Cheng Chen's gambling father, Cheng Zekang.
It seemed that it had something to do with the casino he went to that day. Although Shen Kong was confident that nothing would happen to him, what he didn't figure out was... why did these people choose to block him at Puzzel
He breathed softly and listened quietly.
"I don't believe it. The elevator has been blocked. Our people are guarding all the stairs. Find him wherever he can!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, there were sudden footsteps in the corridor ahead. Three tall figures turned from the other side of the corridor and walked towards Cheng Zekang and Cheng Zekang.
Shen Kong nimbly retreated along the darkness, nimbly rounded the corner behind him, and disappeared from their sight just before they could look over.
He held his breath and lurked in the shadows. Suddenly, a hoarse and doubtful voice came from behind:
"...Cheng Chen?"
Shen Kong suddenly turned his head and saw Han Li standing not far behind him, watching him with a slightly furrowed brow. The lights in the corridor shone from the top of his head, dividing his deeply contoured face into a picture of intertwined light and dark, but the whole Every face was flushed with a strange blush.
He didn't know if it was Shen Kong's illusion, but he felt... The look in Han Li's eyes seemed a little distracted
He turned his head and looked at the surroundings, the confusion on his face deepened, and he asked slowly: "I... which floor are you on now?"
Shen Kong: "..."
It doesn't seem to be an illusion.
At this moment, Cheng Zekang's warning voice came from not far behind him: "I hear someone over there!"
"Let's go and have a look!"
Shen Kong's eyes widened. He stretched out his hand to grab Han Li, pushed open the nearest door, and slid in with his body on one side.
In the darkness, he pressed Han Li against the wall, covered his mouth and nose with his palms, and whispered:
"Shhh."