midnight ten

The overcoat covered Li Zhan, which also covered up the glaring red, leaving only a light camel color, quiet and gentle.

Yu Fei stared blankly, as if he had lost his soul.

Tang Lin walked back to Zhang Quan and asked him, "Don't you want to tell the truth?"

Zhang Quan let Fan Peiyang press him, and seemed to have seen the difference in strength between them, but the sneer on his face did not mean to accept his fate: "Even if the murderer kills with his fingers, why must it be me? Everyone has hands, Yu Fei's hands It's still full of blood!"

"They pressed the wound," Zheng Luozhu said from the air, "Don't confuse the public."

He had a fight with Yu Fei, but the more he looked at that kid, the more pleasing he was to his eyes, and the more he looked at Zhang Quan, he didn't look like a good person at all.

"Heh," Zhang Quan said angrily, "Maybe he was so eager to press the wound just to cover up the blood on his finger."

Yu Fei turned his head slowly, his gaze was like a knife, almost cutting Zhang Quan alive: "Say it again."

Zhang Quan swallowed.

Tang Lin shook his head: "Zhang Quan, I don't need to look at Yu Fei. There are five people in total. The three of us can't kill people. The murderer is either you or Yu Fei. Just look at the hands of one of you."

Zhang Quan sneered disdainfully: "There is no blood on my hands."

"You did wipe your fingers very clean..."

Tang Lin stepped forward to hold Zhang Quan's right wrist, Fan Peiyang relaxed at the right time, he grabbed that hand and showed it to everyone.

"But you forgot to clean the undernails."

On Zhang Quan's right hand, which was not stained with blood, there were a few traces of red in the nails of his index finger.It was the tissue fragments that would inevitably remain from the time of the murder, and it was firmly embedded deep in the seams of the nails.

"If you really have blood on your hands like Yu Fei, it will be difficult to do." Tang Lin returned his wrist to Fan Peiyang's hand, stepped back half a step, and his voice became cold, "Fortunately, you didn't need to do anything. The blood on your hands is not bad." It's suspicious, but you have to wipe it off after it's stained, and you're guilty of guilt."

Zhang Quan stopped talking, and the unwillingness and resentment on his face disappeared, and there was a strange calmness.

Zheng Luozhu was surprised by Tang Lin's calmness and sharpness, but what made him even more confused was Zhang Quan.Why kill?He is obviously the same level breaker as them...

"OK, the screening is complete."

Zhang Quan's pleasant voice interrupted Zheng Luozhu's thoughts.

Zheng Luozhu suddenly raised his head: "What screening?"

Zhang Quan ignored him, and instead teased Tang Lin with ease: "I didn't expect you to be quite efficient. I thought at least three or four people would die."

Even though he was still pressed against the elevator wall, Zhang Quan's aura was completely different from before, and even his voice had a subtle change.

Tang Lin frowned, and was about to speak, but someone was faster than him.

"Why did you kill people..." Yu Fei clenched his saber so hard that his joints creaked, "Why did you kill Li Zhan—"

In the second half of the sentence, his voice suddenly rose, his anger broke through his reason, and he rushed over.

He actually didn't want an answer, he just wanted Zhang Quan to pay for his life!

Yu Fei's speed was so fast that he didn't give anyone a chance to react, and he was already in front of Zhang Quan.

"Dang--"

The saber fell to the ground without warning, and Yu Fei was tightly entwined by a green vine growing from the bottom of the car, unable to move.

"Zhang Quan—" he roared hoarsely.

But the instigator flashed suddenly, escaped from Fan Peiyang's shackles, and jumped away nimbly.

Fan Peiyang was stunned for a moment, and the severe pain from his palm showed Zhang Quan's absolute strength when he escaped, coupled with the vines restraining Yu Fei at this moment...

He turned his head to look at Zhang Quan, knowing in his heart: "You have stationery."

"How could he have stationery?" Zheng Luozhu was surprised. "Before entering the elevator, all of our stationery was emptied."

"As I said just now, I'm here to screen you."

Zhang Quan's voice became serious, and even his face changed.

In just a few seconds, that face became another strange man. About 35 years old, with thin cheeks and a little stubble on his chin.

This scene is so weird that the hairs stand on end.

Zheng Luozhu blurted out: "Where is Zhang Quan? Did you kill him?"

"No, it has nothing to do with me," the strange man said, "I'm only in charge of you guys. Zhang Quan took the first elevator, so he died a long time ago."

Zheng Luozhu was silent for a moment: "This is the test of this level?"

The man shook his head: "You are so naive."

Zheng Luozhu: "What do you mean?"

Man: "The real level hasn't come yet, I've said it for the third time, this is just a pre-level screening."

Zheng Luozhu was completely silent.

Fan Peiyang and Tang Lin's expressions also turned solemn.

Yu Fei lost his mind a long time ago, he couldn't hear what the man said at all, he just desperately tried to break free from the vine.

The matter has come to this point, it is clear.Without Zhang Quan, this person was the one who shared the elevator with them from the beginning to the end.There is no clearing or not clearing the level. They haven't even touched the entrance of the level.

Tang Lin stared at the bearded man for a long time, and raised his right index finger: "Is this also stationery?"

"The vines and transformation are fingers." The bearded man shrugged, "it's ability enhancement."

Tang Lin: "Ability enhancement?"

The bearded man raised his eyebrows: "The wish in the wishing room. Don't tell me that you asked for money in the wishing room, and you will cry later."

He answered every question and cooperated too much. Fan Peiyang couldn't help being suspicious: "Why did you tell us this?"

The bearded man smiled contemptuously: "Because you don't pose any threat to me."

[Cuckoo——]

The display screen, which had lost its image, uttered its last owl hoot professionally.

The elevator stopped steadily and the dust settled.

"It's time to say goodbye, don't hate me, I just completed the task." The bearded man retreated to the depths of the elevator, "But if you really want to take revenge, you can come to me up there, as long as you are still alive."

The car door opened slowly, and a blast of humid and hot air came in, with a faint stench of mold and rot.

"Welcome to the dungeon."

The bearded man opened his arms and pushed hard towards the four of them.

The vines binding Yu Fei were loosened at the same time, and the four of them were caught off guard and staggered and fell out of the elevator.

Yu Fei was the first to jump up after the fall, and ran back crazily, but the car door was closed too quickly, he smashed the door desperately, trying to get his partner's body back, but the elevator was slowly going up.

Fan Peiyang, Tang Lin, and Zheng Luozhu then stood up, staring blankly at the scene ahead.

An underground town, no sunlight, only dim lights.The randomly built houses are simple and dilapidated, and some are in ruins. The streets are crooked, narrow and dirty, and the depths cannot be seen clearly.Many people sat on the side of the road with ragged clothes, yellow and thin faces, and some people walked through the streets and alleys in a hurry.

Depressed, crowded, dilapidated.

The roar of a huge machine came from a distance, with suffocating hot wind.

But what is even more suffocating is that those who sit on the side of the road, those who seem to be dying, can see the owl pattern on their arms if they show their arms.

It is exactly the same as the patterns on the arms of Fan Peiyang, Tang Lin, and Zheng Luozhu.

"I'm sorry." Fan Peiyang turned his head to look at Tang Lin. Against the dim light, his emotions were hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to tell the truth.

Tang Lin froze: "What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have pulled you in."

……

A month ago, a private hospital in Beijing.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Tang Lin peeled apples carefully, and the apple skin never broke.

He has lost weight recently, and his hospital gown is a little wobbly.

Shan Yunsong sat by the bed and watched quietly. After Tang Lin finished the last cut, he reached out to take the knife and the fruit plate.

"What is Mr. Fan up to lately?" Tang Lin asked casually after taking a bite of an apple.

Shan Yunsong shook his head: "Not sure."

Tang Lin helplessly reminded: "Shan Tezhu, you are his assistant."

Shan Yunsong corrected respectfully: "Mr. Tang, I am your assistant now."

That's why it's even more suspicious.Shan Yunsong is an old man who has followed him and Fan Peiyang since the company was established, and is also Fan Peiyang's most capable assistant these years. Unless Mr. Fan is too free to go to the island for vacation, Shan Yunsong will never spend such a long time staying with him in the hospital The reason is that Fan Peiyang is not a person who does not distinguish between public and private.

"Shan Tezhu," Tang Lin put down the apple and smiled gently, "The doctor said I can live for three years at most."

Shan Yunsong was taken aback, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

Tang Lin just looked at him quietly.

From those clear eyes, Shan Yunsong read the accusation of "it's shameful to deceive patients".

"Mr. Tang..." Both sides are bosses, and Shan Yunsong really has a headache.

The sunlight shone into the ward, but it couldn't dispel the desolation and the smell of disinfectant.

The location of the brain tumor was not good enough to be operated on. From the moment fate handed down the verdict, Tang Lin had calmed down.

It's not that difficult to accept the reality, or in other words, if you know that you can't recover, you can only follow the Buddhist system.

But he is a Buddha, and Fan Peiyang is not a Buddha. Every time he comes to visit a doctor, he can feel that the other party's condition is getting worse.Those indifferent eyes, which used to smile occasionally, are now nothing but a wasteland.

Tang Lin accepted his fate, but Fan Peiyang should live well.

"Mr. Fan has indeed been absent from the company for the past few months," Shan Yunsong surrendered, and finally joined Mr. Tang's team. "But I really don't know what I'm busy with."

"You can ask." Tang Lin encouraged with a smile.

Shan Yunsong begged for mercy: "Mr. Tang, Mr. Fan can freeze me there with just one look."

Tang Lin raised his eyebrows seriously: "You are afraid of him, but you are not afraid of me?"

He didn't look fierce at all, but Shan Yunsong immediately smiled wryly.

Tang Lin blinked, looked at Shan Yunsong for a while, and there was a faint doubt between his brows: "Recently...you seem to be really afraid of me."

Tang Lin thinks that he is very popular in the company, and he smiles when he meets everyone. Especially compared with Fan Peiyang, he looks even warmer than spring. Few of the ordinary employees are afraid of him, let alone Shan Yunsong.

Looking at each other for a moment, Shan Yunsong knew it was useless to prevaricate, Tang Lin was too keen.

Sighing deeply, he decided to tell the truth, anyway, he was on Mr. Tang's side, and the last point of heart-to-heart talk was not bad.

"I used to think that you like to laugh, have a good temper, and Mr. Fan is hot and cold, which complement each other..."

"I also wondered why Mr. Fan and you have a name that sounds warm, but people are terribly cold, and a name that sounds cold, but people are very warm..."

"But?" Tang Lin became more and more curious about the turning point in the future.

Shan Yunsong smiled.

"But after staying by your side for a long time recently, I realized that you are also cold-tempered..."

The smile on his face faded, and there was seriousness in his eyes, and even more admiration: "The bosses of a company can't be all strangers. Mr. Fan does his own way, and you can only warm yourself up, one cold, one hot, one warm. Only when you relax can you hold back your heart."

The ward fell silent.

Tang Lin didn't speak for a long time afterwards.

Until a cloud drifted past the window, blocking the sun.

Shan Yunsong heard Tang Lin say, "Let's sneak out and watch a midnight show."

……

midnight, 2:40

Shan Yunsong looked around like a thief, and after confirming that there was no nurse on duty, he quickly pushed Tang Lin's wheelchair back to the ward.

A movie takes two hours, but this time, Shan Yunsong is more tired than fighting a battle. Sure enough, not everyone can be an agent.

Tang Lin was so sleepy that he yawned again and again.

Shan Yunsong carried him back to the hospital bed, and couldn't bear to educate him about how the midnight show would affect his rest. After watching it all, he was still an accomplice.What's more, even Mr. Fan couldn't persuade him, he had already turned a blind eye to this.

Tang Lin was so tired that he could hardly keep his eyes open.He knew that Shan Yunsong helped him cover the quilt, and he heard the sound of the other person's leaving footsteps. Maybe he was worried and wanted to ask a nurse to come over and take a look, or he might do other things... Tang Lin couldn't think of anything more , His consciousness was groggy, like a piece of driftwood, drifting in the sea.

[Cuckoo——]

A strange cry came from a distant unknown place, strange and desolate.

Tang Lin suddenly felt a huge suction force, which sucked him into the vortex.The painful sense of weightlessness violently impacted his body, and he struggled with all his strength, trying to escape this nightmare, but plunged faster and deeper into the depths of the vortex.

Finally, the feeling of weightlessness gradually eased.

Tang Lin tried hard to open his eyes, but there was only a blur.

Dimly, he seemed to see...Fan Peiyang?

The author has something to say: Yesterday, I saw a partner named them "Fan Tang Husband" and "Sugar Selling Husband".