Every day I am afraid that the president will find out that I am an undercover agent

Pei Hang said, I may be going to social death.

Zhou Yan said: "Be strong, you're just a bitch."

Pei Hang said: "At that time, the air was frozen, and I felt like the sky was about to crack."

Zhou Yan: "It's not a matter of a day or two that you have a brain hole. I asked the doctor what disease you have before! Guess what the doctor said?"

Pei Hang: "Doctor?"

Zhou Yan said that's it, the doctor said that you are not a creature of the same dimension as us.

He thought for a while, then asked, "And then?"

Pei Hang: "And then? Then the food arrived, and I went to cook."

Zhou Yan counted the time and said, "You went there in the afternoon and didn't come back until 01:30 in the morning. If you didn't have a luminous dinner, did you miss something indescribable for five hours?"

Pei Hang said, "I cleaned his house."

Zhou Yan: "How long can it take to clean the house?" His tone was very suspicious.

Pei Hang whipped him with his tie and said, "Only people like you who don't do housework think that cleaning is quick and easy."

In all fairness, Mu Ling's house is not messy, it looks quite clean.

But Pei Hang took the broom and swept it casually——

The ground is white with two shades.

So he understood that the reason why this kind of corner that has not been touched for a long time looks clean is because it is evenly dirty.

It was after three o'clock in the afternoon when he met Mu Ling, and it was less than four o'clock when he was sent home. It was only seven o'clock from preparing dinner to when they finished eating.

Then from 11:30 to [-]:[-], Pei Hang was sweeping and mopping the floor, removing the curtains, even the three-piece set on the bed.

After finishing all this work, he cooked supper for Mu Ling.

"This guy's schedule is even more magical than yours," Pei Hang said, "It's normal to go to bed late and wake up late, and it's normal to stay up until two or three o'clock—he doesn't go to work the next day after drinking, and I'll cook tomorrow's meal for him It's time to go home."

Zhou Yan said sincerely: "You are really a good assistant with 24 filial piety."

Pei Hang whipped him again.

The president didn't go out, and Pei Hang skipped work openly and sat at home working.

The laptop that Tianhua gave him was an alien, and it looked like a flipping tortoise when he memorized it - Pei Hang explained that the logistics asked him what configuration he needed, and he just said it according to his professional needs.

The first time Zhou Yan saw him bring the computer back, he asked him: "Do you know the difference between a business notebook and a game notebook?"

Pei Hang said: "One is a hidden weapon, and the other is a blunt weapon."

Zhou Yan said that you don't need to expand their physical meaning in this way.

Pei Hang said that he just liked the way the aliens looked at him when he was holding the alien with one hand to see him.

Zhou Yan said that as long as you are happy.

But Pei Hang really likes this big guy, just like now, he is working at home while fishing, and he is very happy.

When he was happy, he forgot the time, and when he remembered looking at his phone again, Ulan Barthurun ​​opened a small account and called him more than [-] group chats, and each of them asked, "Are you there?"

Pei Hang spent 10 minutes canceling all the group chats and asked him what happened.

Ulan Barthurun ​​asked him to come out to play.

Pei Hang looked at the weather outside and thought it might rain.

Zhou Yan counted and said that it will not rain.

Pei Hang felt that since he said so, it would definitely rain.

He took an umbrella, a single umbrella, and was ready to go out.

Zhou Yan asked who invited you.

Pei Hang reported his name, but Zhou Yan still didn't realize it was a personal name: "That trash?"

Pei Hang said: "...you can call him Yan Lun."

Zhou Yan was startled: "Yan Lun? Yan Lun! That Yan Lun?!"

Pei Hang: "Why do you have the same reaction?"

Zhou Yan said: "He is a very famous designer, and he was invited to participate in the undergraduate defense of our school's clothing department this year."

It was only then that Pei Hang realized that the first time he saw him, he had indeed come out of the defense room next door.

He searched the internet and found out that Yan Lun is actually a fashion designer who has held several solo exhibitions.

Zhou Yu said: "Although there are rumors that Yan Lun is a pervert who likes to play SM, it is true that he is talented and good-looking, so he is very popular."

Pei Hang said again, and so on, could it be that Mu Ling is really a photographer?

Zhou Yan added: "Nine out of ten fashion designers are gay. Could it be that he's taken a fancy to you?"

Pei Hang said, "I think he's taken a fancy to Xiao Shanshan."

Zhou Yu said, "Oh? Like attracts like?"

Pei Hang stopped moving: "What?"

Zhou Yu said: "Xiao Shanshan has emotional apathy. This disease either lacks response to external stimuli, or looks normal, but in fact has sadistic and violent tendencies. It is potentially anti-social, and the degree of danger is higher than that of Yan Lun."

Pei Hang said: "No, how do you know so clearly?"

Zhou Yan said: "The surname Yang heard that he almost killed you, and he insisted that he was mentally ill and his behavior was out of control. Xiao Shanshan said that he was the real one who was sick, and his behavior was even more out of control. Beating her with a fire extinguisher on the ground. I watched her use magic to defeat magic from the scene, and she didn't let me intervene."

Pei Hang seemed to be listening to a story from another parallel dimension. In his eyes, Xiao Shanshan was very rational and calm, beautiful and unassuming. She was a pretty good girl, and said, "Do I know the same person as you?"

When he went out, he suddenly remembered that Mu Ling had said that Xiao Shanshan was too aggressive. Could it be that he also felt that something was wrong with her?

When Ulan Barthurun ​​came to pick him up, he was driving a very beautiful supercar. Pei Hang searched the pictures and found that it was a Pagani Huayra with tens of millions of dollars.

But it's useless, supercars have to be stuck on the elevated highway in S City honestly, and some people open the windows to take pictures of them.

Pei Hang said: "You might as well take the subway, at least you won't be watched like you are now."

Ulan Barthurun ​​said quietly: "Even if I take the subway, I will still be surrounded by people."

Pei Hang observed his body | body, silent.

They were stuck in traffic for half an hour, then drove for another hour after getting off the elevated road.

Seeing the scenery change from the urban area to the suburbs, Pei Hang couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Yan, where do you want to take me?"

Ulan Barthurun ​​said casually, "Don't call me Mr. Yan when it's just the two of us."

After his voice was low, there was an undeniable courage.

Pei Hang was kind and said, "Okay, Mr. Ulan Balsi, where are we going?"

Ulan Barth Shulun: "..."

Ulan Barthurun ​​glanced at him, with a half-smile: "The place I want to take you to, I wanted to revisit the old place with Mr. Mu today, but unfortunately he doesn't miss it."

Pei Hang thought that the case had been solved, and Ulan Barthurun ​​had his eye on Mu Ling.

His finger kept pressing on the screen, and the other end was the emergency contact he had set up in advance. As long as he tapped it lightly, the location would be updated every minute and sent to the other party.

The No.1 choice of emergency contact is of course Lian Rong, who is his most trusted relative, but it is also true, Pei Hang knows that once Lian Rong receives the news, he will come to confirm his name without delay Safety.

And this is not what Pei Hang wants.

Ulan Barthurun ​​is a dangerous psychopath, and he also knows a lot. The moment Pei Hang received the invitation, he knew it was a bait, and it all depended on whether he was willing to take the bait.

Pei Hang had an intuition that what Ulan Barthurun ​​wanted to reveal was something Mu Ling didn't want him to know, but unfortunately for Pei Hang's age, curiosity can sometimes overwhelm everything.

After all, he wasn't really here to apply for an assistant to care for the elderly.

Ulan Barth Shulun drove the car into a ruined place that had been deserted for a long time.

The road here is almost buried by scattered gravel. When driving in, the driver needs courage, and the driver also needs courage.

But for the luxury car itself, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a spoiled behavior. I heard that the Pagani Huayra's reversing ability is like a younger brother, and I don't know how to get out later.

Ulan Balsshulun finally stopped, the doors on both sides opened upwards, Pei Hang was about to get off, Ulan Balsshulun said: "Leave the mobile phone in the car."

Pei Hang only paused for a moment, then simply threw the phone on the seat.

They walk through the ruins.

The urban area of ​​City S is very expensive, but there are still large areas of land in the suburbs that have not been developed. Only the original buildings are demolished, and at most they are surrounded by walls to isolate them from the outside world.

Ulan Barthurun ​​said: "This place was Mu Ling's land more than ten years ago."

Pei Hang said "hmm": "It seems that Tianhua has forgotten this place."

Ulan Barth Shulun said: "It has nothing to do with Tianhua. This is Mu Ling's private domain, which means a lot to him."

Pei Hang said, "So where is this?"

Ulan Barthurun ​​didn't answer. He was walking, and a wall appeared at the end. He raised his long legs and kicked over the wall.

Pei Hang: "..."

The bricks and stones collapsed and the dust was flying. He subconsciously avoided it. Before he could see the face behind the wall, he smelled a faint smell of rust.Not overpowering, but enough to induce chills.

Only then did Ulan Barth Shulun answer his question.

"This is the battlefield." He said, and stepped in first.

Pei Hang hesitated for a moment, seeing that Ulan Barthurun's back was getting further and further away, so he could only stagger along.

Well, my painting style has jumped from rich and powerful fights to horror movies again, he thought bitterly.

Ulan Barthurun ​​said as he walked, "It's been a long time since I've been to this place. Mr. Mu should come back for a tour on a regular basis to soak up his blood, otherwise those ghosts and snakes will forget what kind of person he used to be."

Pei Hang remembered that they went to Boss Cha's dinner together yesterday, and asked, "What happened?"

Ulan Barthurun ​​said: "Mu Ling has been the boss for too long, and he doesn't do anything. Some of the little guys can't sit still."

The more Pei Hang thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong: "So you came here..."

Ulan Barthurun ​​stood still and said, "I want him to come out of the mountain and make trouble again."

At this time, a distorted lightning bolt crawled across the sky, followed by the sound of thunder, matched with Ulan Barthurun's expression, it was extremely ferocious.

Pei Hang looked at him in shock for a while, then said cautiously: "I think you should go back now."

Standing on a pile of rocks, Ulan Barthurun ​​looked like a long and thin lightning rod, condescendingly looked down at Pei Hang, and said, "S City is about to have a storm, so you're afraid before such a wonderful show begins? "

Pei Hang said: "It's not that I'm afraid, but the wind and rain are really coming. I brought an umbrella, how about you?"

Ulan Barth Shulun: "..."