Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Fu Minghui suddenly stopped talking here.

Was it this shadow that made Leng Jing recall the time when her soul left her body and she felt as if she was trapped in a black painting?

She quickly dragged Leng Jing into the sunlight. After all, the shadow area cast by the airship was not large.

Leng Jing took a few deep breaths and looked at Fu Minghui with wide eyes. "This shadow and the person I just saw reminded me of something. Didn't you say that if you encounter related stimuli, your memory will recover? I remember what the four monsters said!"

"Don't talk about it here." Fu Minghui hurriedly stopped him.

There are surveillance cameras everywhere now, especially outside the headquarters building. If the enemy captures the image and there are people among them who can lip read, wouldn’t the system be cracked?

Having been trained in the 749th inning, she was considered cautious.

"Are you feeling better? If you are, come to my house and have a seat, okay?" Fu Minghui saw that her calm face had recovered a little, so he pulled her up and smiled again, "Sister Leng has been to my previous home, but you haven't been to my current apartment, right? You can get acquainted with me and come often in the future."

"No, I haven't been there." Leng Jing felt a little ashamed.

After the chairman left, she should have cared about Xiaohui, because that was the chairman's lifeblood. And the chairman treated her so well...

But Fu Minghui didn't mind it. After all, she knew that Leng Jing was just PUAing her and was worried that her so-called bad luck would affect her, so she didn't show up.

While Fu Minghui was using his phone to call an online taxi, he thought about it calmly and said tentatively, "You should go take a look at the house over there. It's always been deserted and looks like a deserted house."

After a pause, he continued, "No one is managing it, and the plants are growing wildly. Although the villas over there are relatively large, and the property management has dealt with it, we can't go in directly after all. We received complaints from the neighbors. The property management over there couldn't contact you, so they found the company..."

Fu Minghui was startled.

Because she was afraid of being reminded of the past, she had never returned to that home since her parents left.

Now that I think about it, she can probably bear it...

"If you want, I can go with you someday." Leng Jing said again.

Fu Minghui nodded and smiled bitterly, "Why do I feel like GHG?"

"GHG?"

"Girls help girls." Fu Minghui explained, "Girls help girls, same-sex people help each other."

"You kid, I'm already this old and you're still a GIRL." Leng Jing was both amused and sad.

"Men remain boys until they die, and women remain girls until they die. What's the problem?" Fu Minghui shrugged.

The two chatted while taking the online taxi.

To outsiders, this situation was just a minor incident. It seemed that the older woman suddenly felt unwell, but fortunately there was a young girl with her. After the older woman recovered a little, the two of them left in a car.

In reality, the older woman was stimulated by the sudden shadow above her head and the inexplicable appearance of a person, which happened to correspond to the name of the person who appeared in the "nightmare", causing the memories that had been buried in the darkness to surface.

In the eyes of Chi Xin, one would definitely say: See, this is the way of heaven, this is how good cannot prevail over evil. There are always all kinds of unexpected coincidences that will add a heavy weight to the side of justice.

After Fu Minghui brought Leng Jing home, he immediately began to ask Leng Jing about the content of the "nightmare" he recalled. At the same time, he asked Hua Chan to record a video so that it would be convenient for Luo Zhao to show it later.

Huachan has a high level of sound quality, which can automatically reduce environmental noise and light blur, making the video as clear as movies and TV dramas.

In fact, Fu Minghui pretended to be relaxed along the way, but he was very nervous inside.

As we all know, dream memories are very strange. They may be very clear after waking up, but they may become vague again after a while. Even ambiguous.

Moreover, Jing Jing was not really entering a nightmare, but a living being sneaking into a real scene. What she saw and heard was real, although the picture in her mind was still distorted. For example, she could remember all the conversations she heard at that time, but she still felt that the speakers were four monsters, so she could not provide accurate clues about their appearance.

But despite this, Leng Jing's retelling of the conversation between the "four monsters" was enough to shock Fu Minghui.

Damn it, is this ever going to end? Even if you want to take advantage of her, don’t just do it to her.

"Sister, do you still remember the surrounding environment?" Fu Minghui asked again.

Leng Jing thought hard and showed an embarrassment. "I just remember that I was trapped in a painting, and I was looking out from the painting. It was pitch black everywhere, and there were no doors or windows. But, they must have gone out, right? After all, what I saw were the images of monsters, but they were human, right?"

"Are there any suspicious flaws?" Fu Minghui asked quickly.

"I'm just analyzing it logically." Leng Jing still shook his head. "I was in a nightmare at the time and couldn't think rationally. But now I'm awake, can't I see the problem? If they are really monsters, why would they go after you? And even if you are special, why would monsters pay attention to someone as worldly as Chen Ling?"

After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Two men and two women, I mean monsters."

"It could be the basement. The door is invisible, so it's not easy to find." Fu Minghui thought for a moment, "Besides, the door could be on the side where my sister is. After all, you said you were trapped in a painting, but paintings can be hung behind a door."

After thinking about it calmly, he tried to recall the scene and finally said, "There's really nothing special. Anyway, the space is very small and square, and the light is limited, so there are shadows in many places. Oh, right!"

She suddenly slapped her thigh. "Although I still can't remember their appearance, but that watch... yes, I remember that they all wore a strange watch. It looked very ugly, as if a battery was strung together with metal wires, and every time they spoke, it would emit a weak light."

Upon hearing this, Fu Minghui immediately went to the table and typed something on his laptop.

Because her back was turned to Leng Jing, the latter could not see her specific actions. Only she knew that she was typing the next line of words to Hua Chan: Based on the description, draw the environment scene and the appearance of the watch.

To outsiders, the current Huachan looks like an ordinary laptop, and the video is recorded in secret, so Leng Jing is unaware of it.

Because the existence of flower cicadas is actually like some of the black technologies of the 749th Bureau. It is against the will of heaven and should not be known by others.

Currently, only a few people in Luo Zhaohe's group know that Hua Chan is a super-intelligent AI, and they almost treat her as a living person. It's not that they don't trust Leng Jing, but the fewer people who know about this little bitch Hua Chan, the better.

At this time, Hua Chan was also very cooperative. There was no shouting or yelling, and two pictures were produced in just a few tens of seconds.

Three updates can be achieved today.