The Grim Reaper is coming: the start of the game enters the countdown to death

It is still the most conventional and effective method. The three of them take turns playing the game of rock-paper-scissors in front of the broken mirror. If there is an abnormality, it means that the omen of death has indeed been triggered.

Zhou Ke held the mirror in both hands, looked at the three colleagues in front of him, and prayed in his heart that it was only a false alarm: "Xiaoqing, you come first!"

Xiaoqing took a trembling step forward, terrified to the extreme, closed her eyes in front of the mirror, and stretched out the 'stone'.

In an instant, the eyes of the remaining three people saw Xiao Qing clenched his fists tightly in the mirror, and nothing unusual appeared.

"Xiaoqing! You're fine!"

Zhou Ke suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah? Really?" Xiaoqing opened her eyes suddenly, and couldn't help crying with joy when she saw the scene in front of her.

At the same time, the expression on Chen Jie's face became increasingly ugly.

Xiaoqing is fine, which means that the possibility of triggering the omen of death is infinitely close to [-]%!
Thinking of this, Chen Jie's face turned ashen, and tears flickered in her eyes.

Zhou Ke comforted, "Doctor Chen, don't be nervous, it might be a false alarm."

Chen Jie let out a mournful smile, despair suddenly felt in her heart, but she resolutely stepped forward to play the game of rock-paper-scissors.

After a second.

What Chen Jie held out were scissors, but what appeared in the mirror were rocks.

The air in the office suddenly dropped to freezing point.

The corners of Zhou Ke's eyes twitched slightly, and he fell silent.

Chen Jie's body went limp, and she almost sat on the ground staggeringly, with a look of sadness on her face.

"Xiaoqing, take care of Dr. Chen first."

Zhou Ke gritted his teeth, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Xu, come here!"

Xu Feng took a deep breath, walked forward slowly and looked at himself in the mirror, he behaved slightly better than the two female colleagues, and decisively stretched out the five fingers of his right hand!

However, unfortunate things happened again.

What appeared in the mirror was a pair of scissorhands!
This weird scene directly penetrated Xu Feng's psychological defense, his face turned pale with fright, and his lips trembled slightly.

Zhou Ke sighed for a long time, glanced at Xu Feng and Chen Jie, two excellent colleagues, almost suffocated, and put away the mirror in despair.

It was fine yesterday, but when I woke up, why did the two colleagues trigger the omen of death almost at the same time? !
Zhou Ke scratched his hair irritably, feeling a splitting headache.

"Captain Zhou..."

Zhou Ke took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became much firmer.

The more this is the time, the more I have to cheer up, I can't just watch two colleagues who get along day and night be sentenced to death by the god of death!
"Xiaoqing! You should immediately inform Bureau Sun of this situation!"

"Okay!" Xiaoqing turned her head and left, not daring to delay for a moment.

"Doctor Chen, Xiao Xu, I'll take you to see Brother Yan Jun right now! Maybe he has a way to protect you!"

As he said that, Zhou Ke quickly picked up the mobile phone on the desk and led the two of them towards Room [-] in a hurry.

……

In the room, the two had already finished their breakfast.

Yan Jun turned on the computer and watched his own live broadcast.

I didn't know if I didn't watch it, but I was shocked when I saw it. There were more than 4000 million viewers in the live broadcast room this early in the morning, which was twice as much as the total population of Jiangcheng City.

He thought that his series of crazy operations yesterday might cause a sensation on the Internet, but he didn't expect it to become so popular.

"What? The richest man in Jiangcheng issued a red envelope of [-] million yuan to invite everyone to eat happy candies?"

Through the barrage of the audience, Yan Jun soon found out about this, but unfortunately, the red envelopes had already been snatched up.

Sitting next to her, Ning Xue, who tightly hugged Yan Jun's arm, looked shy and lowered her head slightly.

Since Dad sent a red envelope in the live broadcast room, it means that he already knows that he and Yan Jun have... ah, I am so ashamed.

"Xiaoxue, how much money does your family have?"

Yan Jun asked abruptly, which caught Ning Xue off guard. She was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head and whispered, "I...I don't know either."

After finishing speaking, seeing Yan Jun staring at the screen silently, Ning Xue was afraid that Yan Jun might misunderstand that she was perfunctory him, so she bit her lips tightly and said a little louder: "Honey, I really don't know!"

"Hi! I'm kidding you!"

Ning Xue smiled, and snuggled tightly into Yan Jun's arms.

This sweet picture once again stimulated tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.

"I'll go! Brother Jun, you actually spread dog food in front of tens of millions of people, it's too much!"

"Brother Jun, you actually asked how much money Miss Ren's family has? Could it be that you want to eat soft food in the future?!"

"It's small, the layout is small! Brother Jun, the gifts you received in one day's live broadcast are more than one billion!"

"That's what I said, but most of them were written by Brother Jun's future father-in-law."

"Damn it, I think the richest man in Jiangcheng is too clever. The father-in-law gives money to his son-in-law. This is called fat water not flowing to outsiders!"

"Hahaha, nothing wrong!"

With Yan Jun's interaction, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was much happier. It seemed that at this moment, everyone had forgotten the existence of the God of Death, and enjoyed the peace and tranquility of the years without any worries.

However, the happy time is always short-lived.

dong dong dong!dong dong dong!
Yan Jun and Ning Xue were spreading dog food in front of the netizens, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Brother Yan, is it convenient? I'm coming in!" Zhou Ke's unusually heavy voice sounded outside the door.

Yan Jun subconsciously narrowed his eyes, then got up: "Come in!"

click!
The door handle turns.

The moment the door of the room was opened, Yan Jun was stunned, his pupils shrank suddenly, his heart twitched suddenly, and an extremely bad premonition appeared in his mind.

At this moment, he wished his eyes were blurred.

But alas, no.

There were three people standing at the door, Zhou Ke and Dr. Chen knew each other, and there was a young man in a white chef uniform, who should be the official chef of the Shenwei Bureau.

These three people, without exception, all had a string of numbers beating above their heads!

Countdown to death! !

In other words, the three staff members of the Divine Guard Bureau all triggered the omen of death in the morning.

"Brother Yan! There is an emergency here, and I think I should tell you."

Zhou Ke walked into the room, didn't seem to pay attention to Yan Jun's face, and said with a sad face: "Dr. Chen and Xiao Xu, the chef of our Shenwei Bureau, have both triggered the omen of death. I wonder if you can... protect me." My two colleagues?"

After the words fell, Zhou Ke looked at Yan Jun with a look of shame. He knew that he was a bit difficult to make this request, but he really had nothing to do, and he couldn't just watch the two of them...

"Yan Jun, I'm sorry, yesterday I almost..." Dr. Chen faced Yan Jun at this time, remembering the video of himself 'assassinating' him yesterday, and shed tears of repentance.

"Doctor Chen, I know what happened yesterday has nothing to do with you."

Yan Jun shook his head, looked at the numbers on Dr. Chen's head, and felt a little pain in his heart: "I also want to thank you for bandaging my wound yesterday."