I'm not a theatre god

boom--

The heavy door closed, Jian Changsheng and Hongxin9 stood in the unoccupied room, breathing a long sigh of relief...

"Finally got rid of it..."

This was the original Beidou Casino, but now it is Chen Ling's property. Before leaving, he had arranged everything. The casino area was operating as usual, and some of the hidden rooms deep inside had become Jian Changsheng's temporary stronghold.

Although it is not as luxurious as the VIP lounge at the auction, the configuration is also very good. The most important thing is that the location is hidden and the entry and exit are very safe.

"It's not difficult to get rid of them. The main thing is that we have to lure them near the Beidou Consortium." 9 of Hearts shrugged, "If that guy from 6 of Hearts hadn't insisted on causing trouble, I would have killed them all! "

"You almost killed me too!" Jian Changsheng couldn't help scolding, "We've only been together for a few days, and you've already blown me up twice! The enemy didn't hurt me even a hair, and my own people killed me My head is exploding!"

"Don't worry about these details, as long as the task is completed!"

9 of Hearts said with a smile.

Jian Changsheng rolled his eyes at him, turned on the lights in the room, and looked out the window. The first floor of the casino was crowded with people. This was when it was full. People from all walks of life in the main city of Hongchen gathered here, spending money like water, and business was extremely busy. Prosperous.

"The 6 of Hearts is gone, and now we have to rely on ourselves." Jian Changsheng murmured to himself.

"It's not 'us', it's you."

9 of Hearts sat on the sofa, peeled an orange and threw it into his mouth, "You can call me if you want to fight. Otherwise... I will most likely only be of no help."

"...I can see it."

To be honest, Jian Changsheng was really afraid that this man would be unhappy one day and blow up the casino over a trivial matter. Then all their efforts would be in vain and they would go back to the days of eating steamed buns on the side of the road.

"What are your plans next?" asked the 9 of hearts.

"If you have any plans, hold your position, inquire for information, and wait for other members of the Twilight Club to come over." Jian Changsheng looked at the crowded casino below, "At least, we should not be short of funds now."

"It's okay for you to learn from the 6 of Hearts. You can watch people pretend to be good at making money. I don't know where Shackle Chu found this talent."

Jian Changsheng:......

"By the way, where's that painting?" Jian Changsheng seemed to have remembered something.

"Here I am."

9 of Hearts swallowed the orange in his mouth, then opened his mouth, reached in with his right hand and took it out, and there was a sound of metal colliding in his throat, as if there was a whole warehouse hidden there...

After a while, he seemed to have caught something, and a slender scroll was pulled out of his mouth.

9 of Hearts handed the scroll to Jian Changsheng, but the latter took a half step back with a look of disgust on his face, as if he felt a little disgusted...

"No saliva!" The 9 of Hearts couldn't help but curse.

Jian Changsheng reluctantly took the scroll and unfolded it. There was indeed a mark of 8 of plum blossoms on the back. But when he turned to the front and saw the picture of the maid, he frowned unconsciously and made the same noise as Chen Ling. Cultural exclamation:

"What is this painting..."

"Don't ask me, I can't understand it either."

Jian Changsheng looked at the painting over and over in his hands for a long time, but he didn't see anything. Just when he was about to put it away and find time to hand it over to the Dusk Club, his nose suddenly moved.

He was stunned for a moment, then put the painting to his nose in confusion and sniffed it vigorously.

"its not right……"

"What's wrong?"

"This painting smells of blood."

The 9 of Hearts raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth in shock, "What are you talking about, the Bingshen Dao, the [Military Dog] path?!"

Jian Changsheng:......

Jian Changsheng knew that the 9 of Hearts was a revenge for his previous "Qiao Shen Tao [Robot] Path", so he was too lazy to argue with him. He placed the scroll flatly on the table and looked at it bit by bit from the side.

Then, as if he had discovered something, he put his fingertips on the corner of the scroll and wiped it down hard.

Washed away by his murderous aura, the pattern on the scroll was quickly peeled off, and underneath it, another pattern appeared...

"What's going on? There are two paintings?" Seeing this, the 9 of Hearts asked in surprise.

"It should be that the 8 of plum blossoms painted another layer on top of the original painting, covering up the original content..." Jian Changsheng's eyes flashed, and he quickly peeled off the painting of the lady on the surface, revealing a A brand new picture was exposed before their eyes.

The 9 of Hearts looked at the painting inside and said doubtfully:

“What the hell… portrait painting?

"Is she also a woman?" Jian Changsheng stared at that face for a long time, "Who is this person? Do you know him?"

"do not know……"

"I don't know him either."

"The woman in this painting is the message that Plum Blossom 8 is trying so hard to convey to us?" Jian Changsheng scratched his head, puzzled, "But...but who is she?"

On the scroll, a woman is lying quietly on the ground, her hands clasped together peacefully, petals embellished with blood are spread all over her side, bright and quiet.

The woman was wearing a white scientific research robe, as if she was asleep.

If Chen Ling were here, he would definitely be shocked the moment he saw this woman's face... Unlike Jian Changsheng and 9 of Hearts, if nothing else, he may be one of the few people in this era who can recognize this woman. one of existence.

Former member of the Red Star Fragment Exploration Team, now one of the Nine Lords of Humanity...

【String Theory】Ph.D., Su Zhiwei.

…

"Finally home."

Chen Ling pushed the cart through the barren gray land, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the looming ugly peaks in the distance.

He took off the golden mask, stretched out his hand to tear it off on his chin, and transformed back into Chen Ling's appearance. The black windbreaker also turned into a red opera robe, fluttering in the wind.

"Eaaah!!"

Harlequin sat on the pile of cash boxes, his little face full of excitement. For him, this was the first time he traveled far away. After playing outside for a few days, he missed seeing Harlequin Peak very much.

He jumped hard on the cash box, and his whole body flew up into the wind, landing lightly on the top of Chou Peak. Facing Chen Ling who was walking slowly down the mountain, he made a "welcome home" gesture.

Chen Ling smiled and touched the clown's head and said:

"Fifth senior brother, I'm going to go and talk to my senior brothers and sisters first... Let's see you after dinner tonight."

"Eaaah!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ling pushed the cart to the edge of the cliff, took the entire cart full of cash boxes, and jumped off!