Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 411, Xiao Ming's Secret
"When you were reading the diary yesterday, I wrote down everyone's identities." Song Qingci said lightly, but she has an amazing memory.

Lin Anluo even began to think about the truth of what she said before that she was a genius.

People on the first floor call it crazy, but on the second floor, they are more low-key and restrained. They may know that those who dare to grab other people's cards are not good people, and they hide their tails.

There is only one person who is different, and that is No. 11 who comes up first. She often walks through the corridor swaggeringly, holding a stack of cards in her hand, and knocks on the railing of the corridor with a "do-doo-doo" sound. irritable.

Lin Anluo and Song Qingci had already confirmed that they wanted to grab her card. When she passed by for the second time, the two people guarding the door rushed out, one arresting the person and the other grabbing the card. Lin Anluo tore off the number plate on No. 11's neck I glanced at it, and asked Song Qingci, who was holding No. 11, loudly, "Sister Song, what is No. 2?"

Song Qingci replied quickly, "Dentist!"

Lin Anluo was also a dentist, so the number plate returned to No. 11's neck in a second. No. 11 took the opportunity to pull away Song Qingci's hand, and ran nimbly to the front of the stairs, with a smug and smug smile, and said, "The idiots still want to rob me, so let me die here."

After she finished speaking, she ran up to the third floor. Lin Anluo chased after her, but was stopped by an invisible wall.

Liao Jie, who came out to watch the fun, was dumbfounded, and said in a daze, "She...why does she speak so viciously?"

"Is there still a vague arrogance of Lao Tzu's number one in the world?"

Song Qingci rubbed the arm scratched by No. 11. Several red marks from fingernails had appeared on both arms, but she put down her hands indifferently and talked to Liao Jie.

Liao Jie felt the expression on No. 11 just now, and nodded abruptly, "Looks like a mentally abnormal person."

Lin Anluo walked back, even though she let No. 11 run away, she didn't see much disappointment on her face, she told Liao Jie, "If you guess correctly, she is probably the main god, or a puppet that the main god placed among us, The real number 11 was gone in the fog."

Liao Jie opened her mouth wide in surprise, and stammered, "You...why...can you see this too?"

"Actually, you also think No. 11 is strange, but you don't think about it deeply because you are worried about your own life and death and pay more attention to your own current situation." Song Qingci explained to her.

Liao Jie thought about her words in a daze for a long time before she understood what she meant, "Sister, you mean we have small brains."

"Yes." Song Qingci did not deny it. She put her hands on the railing and was looking at the scene on the first floor intently. "The last one, Xiao Ming, was almost beaten to death."

Lin Anluo looked outside the railing after hearing this, and saw several people in suits tearing around a person in blue school uniform.

The Xiaoming card is the least of the five cards. There are only three of them, one in No. 11, one in Liao Jie's hand, and one on the first floor.

On the first floor, there are five Xiaoming's father cards, but there is only one Xiaoming's card that they can grab.

In the end, the group of people knocked out the girl who was protecting their number plate and turned them over. After taking the card away, they went to a civil war with each other for this card. The unconscious Xiao Ming lay on the ground, not knowing what was going on.

Lin Anluo took off the badge on her body and threw it out. The number plate jumped over the railing and was blocked by some invisible barrier before bouncing back.

"It won't work." Lin Anluo picked it up and said.

(End of this chapter)