The invulnerability of fast wear

The wind gently brushed over the flickering sparks, the tobacco gradually shrunk inward, and the burnt black edge approached the cigarette holder little by little, and the grayish-white embers, trembling between fingers, fell into the ashtray on the trash can.

The young man who came up from the stairwell slightly pushed open a crack in the door, poked his head out and asked:

"Angkor, are you ready?"

The man seemed to be brought back to his senses by the call, nodded slightly, put out the tail of the cigarette by the side of the metal cylinder, pulled the mask on his chin, and walked into the safe passage with the other party.

The smell of disinfectant and formalin was mixed, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty stairwell. The young man pointed to the downstairs and asked:

"Were you hiding here?"

"Yeah." The man said, "he stopped in front of the duty room, didn't say anything, just kept knocking on the door—seeing that I didn't open it, he lowered his hair and sent text messages. It's actually very strange. Usually, in the middle of the night, no one would like to I ran to the morgue, so I didn't get out right away."

The young man nodded, as if agreeing with his statement.

"When did the power go off?"

"Around 10:30."

They went from the safe passage to the corridor, and the work in the morgue was still busy. Unlike when they just arrived here, when the passing staff saw the man in the bandage, they would call out his name:

"Wu Xie, how is your head injury?"

Wu Xie waved his hand and replied that it was okay. He took the mask and gloves from the colleague who had cooperated with the corpse before, and handed them to the young man beside him. By the way, he introduced the person beside him to the colleague:

"This is Officer Yan. He needs to investigate the corpse named Xu Weiya in the 13 cabinet on the night of the 0478th."

"Police certificate." The young man put on a mask and took out relevant certificates from his pocket, "Investigation order."

After a careful inspection, the colleagues agreed again and again, led the two of them to open the 0478 cabinet, and subconsciously said:

"Old Xie, let's take... oh, I'm used to it."

Wu Xie didn't speak, and still helped drag the lower floor of the floor as before, and pulled out the corpse. The colleague who reacted quickly lifted the corpse out with him. The woman with pale face and blue cheeks just lay there. In front of several people.

The young police officer who took out his camera and adjusted the focus suddenly froze for a moment when he saw this woman. He looked behind him, then turned his head up, and looked at the ceiling for a while, as if he was trying to determine something.

"Officer Yan?" The colleague was a little surprised.

"fine."

Looking back, the young man slowly squatted down and took a picture of the woman's face with a "click".

Others may not be able to understand this person's series of strange reactions, but Wu Xie is clear that in all likelihood, he has encountered Xu Weiya's ghost, that's why he showed such an expression.

Even though she is dead, the woman's face does not show too much pain. Her eyelids are very beautiful, and she should wear makeup when she goes out. The bright red on her lips has faded a little, but it can still enhance her complexion— —If it wasn't for the overly obvious blue color on her cheeks, she really didn't look like a person who had been dead for nearly seven days.

Yes, Wu Xie has successfully survived for seven days since arriving in this world, and the blood jade incident has also made great progress.

The death of the key clue reveals the tip of the iceberg in the connection between Xu Weiya and the jade theft case. As long as Yan Su can communicate with the heroine's ghost smoothly, the inside story behind the jade will be known soon. Then, the police will extract the task from the bank. The prop blood jade will become a matter of time.

Once something is out of the safe, he has many ways to get it into his arms.

But... that unlocked event still haunts his heart.

Yan Li was also asking for details while filming. After learning that Xu Weiya was indeed killed in a car accident, he asked about the road where the accident happened, and then called the bureau, as if to ask someone to help investigate the traffic accident that happened that day , Then, he carefully looked through the photos he had taken, and after making sure that there were no omissions, he put away the camera bag and said to the administrator:

"Xu Weiya may be an important witness in another case. Her body needs to be kept as evidence. Colleagues from the identification department will come over in the afternoon... This is my number." Here, you can call me if you have any questions."

The administrator showed a clear look, and after exchanging phone numbers, he turned around and asked Wu Xie when he would be back to work. When he learned that it was next Monday, the colleague seemed relieved:

"Come back soon."

The man nodded, followed the young police officer out of the cold mortuary, and walked to the sunny lawn. The warm wind brushed against his skin, and the uncomfortable cold breath quickly dissipated.

"You usually work here?" Yan asked.

"Ah."

"Tomorrow is the weekend." The young man weighed his feet and looked down at the grass that was barely above the toes of his shoes. "Come to my house for dinner tonight?"

"Don't work overtime?" The man pulled the edge of the mask, "If you have time, you can."

The young man was silent for a while, then said:

"I have time, but it may be... later."

"Okay." The man smiled, "I'll wait for you in the hospital."

Nodding vigorously, the young man accidentally looked into the smiling eyes of the other party, suddenly turned his head and coughed, and said solemnly:

"You haven't recovered from the concussion. You're in trouble today... you can rest more on the weekend."

"Yeah." The man nodded.

"Then I'll go first."

"it is good."

So Wu Xie watched Yan Xun run towards the gate of the hospital clutching his camera bag at a sprint speed of [-] meters, greeted his colleagues who were visiting the security guards, and quickly disappeared outside the green belt.

Although it's a bit out of date, Wu Xie still feels that...

Such a rock is really cute.

At six o'clock, Yan Xun sent a text message asking him if he was hungry.

Wu Xie was not hungry when he returned, and Yan sued that he was helping to make the interrogation transcript, and it might have to wait a while.

The man glanced at the sky outside and asked the young man what he wanted to eat, but the young man didn't reply for a long time, so he went to the supermarket near the hospital to buy some ingredients, and went downstairs to stuff them into the refrigerator in the duty room.

At eight o'clock, Yan Xun sent another text message, saying that he didn't have anything in particular he wanted to eat, and asked him if he wanted to go out to eat later.

Wu Xie said that he had already bought the ingredients, and Yan Xun immediately apologized, saying that the interrogation was intermission and it was not over yet.

The man took a sip of water and replied that he was fine.

At ten o'clock, Yan Xun called directly, his tone full of sadness and embarrassment:

"Angkor..."

"It's okay." Wu Xie glanced at the mountain of melon seeds that he ate while chatting with his colleagues on duty, and said gently, "Take your time, anyway, it's already here, and it's not a few hours away."

"Well, good." Yan Xun said, "The interrogation is over, just send the report, just wait a little longer, I'll come when I'm done."

"Okay, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Xie saw his colleague making a "chichi" laugh while knocking melon seeds. Seeing him put down the phone, the colleague immediately came over and asked:

"Old Xie, have you got a girlfriend?"

"No." Wu Xie looked puzzled, "Why do you say that?"

"Hey, don't be shy." Knocking down two melon seeds, the colleague said with a smile, "You didn't hear your own voice, it's so gentle that you almost spit out water."

The actor's colleague made a "six" with his hands, put it next to his ear, pretended to be on the phone, and forced out a delicate girl's voice:

"'Take your time, don't worry', hey—it's all like this, and you even said that you are not a girlfriend. I don't usually see you talking like this. It's not bad to be able to speak ten words a week at work."

"I do not……"

The man still wanted to refuse, but suddenly he heard an alarm in his mind:

"Didi, please pay attention to the host, the OOC value is decreasing; Didi, please pay attention to the host, the OOC value is decreasing-"

The crash notification rang in his ears, Wu Xie woke up instantly, pulled up his mask to cover it up and said:

"I didn't want to tell others... It's not something easy to know."

The colleague originally wanted to make a few jokes, but seeing the other party tightly pinching the edge of the mask with downcast eyes, he immediately understood what this person was worried about. He couldn't say what he wanted to say at the moment, so he could only put his face away Ridiculous, sighed helplessly, and turned to comfort:

"It's okay. That girl is lucky to find a down-to-earth person like you. Except for your face, you have nothing to compare with others."

It's okay, this way of speaking is almost carved out of the system, and it is not comforted at all.

After a sigh of relief, the man realized that his back was covered in cold sweat. It may be because the human settings in the previous world were maintained too perfectly. Collapse the OOC value.

But in retrospect, there is some truth to this judgment - the original owner set it as a person who "does more than talk". Colleagues who understand this characteristic will think that because he has a girlfriend, he has become talkative and gentle, so When he admitted, the OOC value was stabilized.

However, Yan Li, Liao Ke and others were not familiar with the original owner, and they were directly contacted with "him". What kind of person is Wu Xie, as long as he doesn't escape too much, and the general impression he gives to the other party is still in line with the inherent image of the original owner, the crash notification will not be triggered.

Therefore, the judgment of the breakdown value actually varies from person to person, especially closely related to the relationship between relatives and close friends. Thinking about it in this way, while Wu Xie is glad that he has caught a fatal law, he can't help but have a feeling for this extremely fine judgment procedure. Unlimited doubts and fears.

He really couldn't imagine what kind of genius the person who created this entire huge system would be. How did this complete simulation that is almost indistinguishable from reality come about?

This made him full of doubts.

While chatting with his colleagues, Wu Xie was reviewing the knowledge he had learned at the Brain Science Sharing Session, while trying to use some of the analysis concepts to fit into this artificially programmed world, while the colleagues only focused on Watching the B-grade movie on the small TV, at this moment, the mobile phone on the table rang.

It's Yan Li calling.

"Sorry, Angkor, I'm already in the lobby on the first floor...I'll come down to pick you up right away."

"No, just wait at the door, I'll bring up the dishes."

Seeing him getting up to pick up food from the refrigerator, the colleague looked at the time and hissed:

"What is this girl busy with work? It's already eleven o'clock...she won't come down?"

"It's late at night, it's not easy to let her come here." The man's face under the mask seemed to move, "She is also tired from work—I'll go first."

The colleague waved his hand, and before leaving, he suddenly threw a strawberry-flavored lollipop over, nibbled on melon seeds and said:

"Hey, it's a girl anyway, don't just cook for others, remember to buy some candies next time to coax."

The man raised his hand to catch it, silently put the candy in his pocket, and responded softly.

...However, what he was going to meet was a good young man with a serious expression, not his girlfriend.

And, the coaxed one——

Shouldn't it be him who was left hanging for five or six hours?

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qwq is off the list, resumed the normal update in the introduction, take a good rest for two days on the weekend, hug everyone cute