ID number 019

As soon as Pan Lin finished speaking, his face contorted in pain.

"Huh?" Zheng Zhitan uttered a gentle syllable, "What's wrong? Baby."

A lover's murmur, as if the one who grabbed the boy's waist was not him.

Pan Lin's waist twitched slightly from being pinched, he mumbled, "I bit my tongue."

"Disobedient?" Zheng Zhitan rubbed his thumb against his trembling waist, "What's in your head is exactly the opposite of what you said?"

Pan Lin's head drooped, and he turned his head after a few seconds, whimpering like a small animal: "Brother Tan, I can't do it, I can't do it."

The curvature of Zheng Zhitan's lips tightened.

Opposite the small table, Chen Yang glanced at Zheng Zhitan and Pan Lin from time to time, he couldn't hear what they were talking about, he could only see that they didn't talk well.

The owner wants to trample the pet to death at any time.

Very deformed relationship.

Chen Yang sat up, leaned forward, reached for the mints on the table, opened them, and poured out all the candies inside.

The eyes of the people who were still on the sofa on both sides moved subconsciously.

The young man counted the candies and mumbled the numbers in his mouth. His fingers were long and thin, with well-proportioned joints, and several newly grown nails appeared abrupt. His skin color was not cold or weak white, but glowing with sunshine. The line to the forearm is full of sportiness.

Mingming has already passed the age of youth, but it seems that there is a kind of vigorous heat that will never age.

Chen Yang didn't know that his hands were being scrutinized by the people around him, so he distributed a bag of mints to his teammates.

The dull atmosphere loosened a little.

"I remembered something. I searched the Internet. Sweetness can relieve anxiety." Chen Yang tore open the package of mints, "Among them, chewing gum has the best effect. Chewing more can also help you concentrate and reduce stress. Raise the awareness of prevention, you should buy something, I forgot."

"No wonder Wenqing likes chewing gum and blowing bubbles." Chen Yang handed the candy to Chao Jian, "If we go out this time, let's buy more chewing gum too, it might work if you can't control your emotions. Remember to remind me that I can't trust my memory."

Reluctantly bowed his head toward Jane and took away the piece of white mint: "Candy is useless to me."

Chen Yang was taken aback: "Then you still eat so many milk tablets every time you get sick?"

"Milk flakes are not sugar." Chao Jian paused.

Chen Yang looked at his manic look of "don't ask, if you ask again, I will beat you", and he was powerless to refute.

It's noon, and no one wants to find something to solve lunch. Everyone just eats the sweet mints and immerses themselves in their own world.

Chen Yang yawned a few times before falling asleep.

Chao Jian leaned her head towards Chen Yang, with her eyes closed, her face was very harmless to humans and animals, like an oil painting of mountains under the spring sun.

If you ignore his two fingers holding Chen Yang's clothes corner.

Pan Lin was dumbfounded, his possessiveness could still be so innocent, he looked at the hand holding the hem of his clothes again, and thought, Wrong, terribly wrong.

It turned out that Chao Jian did not suppress Chen Yang at all, but the opposite. Chen Yang was the one who could decide Chao Jian's life and death.

Chen Yang is using himself to feed Chao Jian's obsession.

The bruise on his waist was pinched, and Pan Lin wanted to hide from the pain, but he was afraid that the benefactor would be angry, so he shivered and held back.

Zheng Zhitan took off the cigarette butt sticking to his lips and crushed it out: "Baby, why do you look at the wedding scene with such a face that you want to wish them a happy marriage for a hundred years and have a baby soon?"

Pan Lin: "..." He nestled into the man's arms, "Brother Qin, you are so humorous."

Zheng Zhitan's chest trembled slightly, and he heheed twice.

Pan Lin couldn't sit down because of the "hehe". He sat upright, with his legs folded and bent at ninety degrees, and said in the posture of a primary school student, "They do everything together, and they can't be separated."

"Then what should we do?" Zheng Zhitan sighed helplessly, "Your husband is very greedy."

Pan Lin twitched her lips, why don't you take a look in the mirror when you're hungry, look at the wound on your face from the crutches and calm down?

Zheng Zhitan turned his folded leg towards Pan Lin.

It seems to be saying, are you sure you don't want to hug this thigh?

Pan Lin curled up with his hands clasping his trousers. In the real world, hugging the patron's thighs will lead to high society, but hugging the thighs in the mission world... can increase the chance of survival.

"Brother Tan, I can't do anything except what you said, I can do everything else," Pan Lin sobbed softly, "I can give you whatever you want."

Zheng Zhitan's eyes were gentle: "What do you have?"

Pan Lin knew that this was a fake love, he was still intoxicated for a second, and a second later he jumped ashore: "A face."

The whole world fell silent.

Pan Lin put his asymmetrical face under Zheng Zhitan's eyelids, and he said sincerely and eagerly: "Brother Tan, I am young now, in a few years, the collagen will be gone, my face will be sunken, and I will be even uglier."

Zheng Zhitan smiled and said, "Is that why I'm not picky about food? As long as it's ugly, I can eat it?"

Pan Lin's waist was pinched again, and he "hissed" inhaling.

"I'll give you one more chance. When you think clearly, act as soon as possible." Zheng Zhitan took his hand away, thoughtfully helped Pan Lin with a haircut, kissed his squinting eyes, and got up to leave.

Pan Lin reached into his clothes and rubbed his waist carefully. Apart from being ugly, Zheng Zhitan would also turn on the light when he was doing it, staring at all his ugly and deformed places, with perverted and crazy eyes.

Pan Lin's squinting eyes were the area that Zheng Zhitan stared at the most, followed by his waist. When he was playing in the bamboo forest when he was a child, he was pushed down by an older child, and the broken bowl pierced into the left side of his waist, leaving a large scar.

The scar on his waist was different from the one behind Chen Yang's ear, it was really ugly, his skin was full of bumps.

Zheng Zhitan likes pinching the most.

Pan Lin's tongue-tip mint candy sucks the sweetness. Zheng Zhitan suddenly started to love ugliness four years ago. Could it be that he entered the mission world at that time.

Zheng Zhitan's love for ugliness is related to his experience in the mission world?

Then what happened to him that made him have such a sexual fetish...

Pan Lin soon lost his ability to guess. The pain in his back made him want to cry. The next second, there was a cry in the hall. It wasn't him, it was Qiao Qiao.

Ever since Jiajia's death, Qiao Qiao had been suppressing herself, and now she finally broke out. She raised her head and opened her mouth wide, crying indistinctly.

Li Zheng was in a panic, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Wang Hao, Brother Yu, and Xiaosun surrounded him one after another, expressing their concern with one another.

Qiao Qiao was crying so hard, her little face was covered with tears, and her hair was smeared, but she didn't make people look ugly like that, and I still feel pity for her.

Even Liu Liu, who had mocked her as a murderer, threw a pack of tissues.

Pan Lin watched indifferently, his eyes turned red, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

God favors good-looking people.

Qiao Qiao couldn't stop crying, there was a lot of movement, but Chen Yang didn't wake up, he was dreaming.

In the dream, he was in a strange place, surrounded by darkness, he could not see a single figure, only heard the sound of wind, water, and many people talking.

He couldn't hear what was said.

Chen Yang's eyeballs were moving wildly, trying to wake up, but his consciousness not only didn't rise up, but kept falling. He didn't know that he was clasping Chao Jian's hand and holding it tightly.

"Um... is Mr. Chen a nightmare..." Pan Lin hesitated, and before he finished speaking, Chao Jianjian picked up Chen Yang, carried their things, and limped towards the coffee shop .

Pan Lin was dumbfounded, his eyes fell on the left leg that was dragging towards Jane, and Gulu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This person is like this, but he has to hold Chen Yang by himself, and not let other people help.

Pan Lin was in a daze, seeing the mute following up with Chao Jian, he hesitated for a while, and went to the coffee shop lightly.

The mute walking in front looked back at Pan Lin. Pan Lin didn't know what expression to use to deal with it, so he looked down at his toes.

Fortunately, the mute just took a look and continued walking, Pan Lin heaved a sigh of relief.

When Pan Lin entered the coffee shop, Chen Yang was still having a nightmare, staring at Chao Jian for a moment, while the mute sat diagonally across from them, his face full of worry.

Pan Lin's footsteps stopped at the door, and he rubbed his crooked little nose a few times helplessly. The three people inside were old acquaintances, and it would be embarrassing for him to force his way in as an outsider.

Thinking of something, Pan Lin stepped back, gritted his teeth, entered the store cheekily, and sat down in the corner.

Chen Yang only slept for about half an hour, but when he woke up, he had the illusion that centuries had passed. He rubbed his face in a daze, and suddenly realized that he was not in the hall.

"Why did you bring me to the coffee shop?" Chen Yang patted the morning slip with his eyes closed.

"The hall is too noisy." Chao Jian's lips moved slightly.

"Oh." Chen Yang scratched the back of his head, he didn't even feel it, how much sleep did he have?

Chen Yang picked up the backpack and put it on his lap, and when he stopped zipping, he seemed to be dreaming, and just like last time, he forgot what he dreamed about.

Holding the zipper with his hand, Chen Yang unconsciously let it go.

A voice of clearing his throat brought Chen Yang's eyes into focus. Only then did he realize that he was not the only one in the store, there was another person, Chao Jian, the mute.

Pan Lin was so preoccupied that he almost wrote "Mr. Chen, I have something to tell you" on his forehead.

Chen Yang waved to him.

Pan Lin bit her lip and approached: "Mr. Chen, can you talk to me alone?"

The moment the ending sound fell, the surroundings seemed to be invaded by a cold current.

"It doesn't matter if you don't need to be alone, no, you don't need to be alone, just talk here!" Pan Lin hurriedly shouted tremblingly.

Chen Yang saw that his face was pale and his body was still shaking, and he wondered why he was so frightened.

Pan Lin's proposal to talk alone was purely because he was afraid that Chao Jian would not be able to express himself well, and he had absolutely no other intentions. Unexpectedly, the other party misunderstood that he was going to make trouble, and the calm sea level suddenly became turbulent.

It was so scary, Pan Lin wiped the cold sweat off his head, took a deep breath, and said carefully, "It's like this, Mr. Chen, my husband thinks that scar behind your left ear is... pretty. "

Chen Yang was very calm.

Pan Lin was startled, Chen Yang already knew?How do you know?Did Zheng Zhitan express to him how much he wanted to lick?

This direction was not what Pan Lin expected. He wiped his sweat again, took a deep breath, and went straight to the topic: "He said, as long as I find a way to separate you from your brother for 2 minutes, teach me the experience of doing tasks."

When Chen Yang heard this, he basically knew what Pan Lin was thinking and planning. Instead of responding immediately, he opened his backpack and took out a ham sausage to give to Chao Jian, who was covered in depression.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yang found another piece of meat floss bread for the little mute. As soon as he threw it over, the other party threw it back, as if it was a hot potato.

Chen Yang asked Pan Lin if he wanted to eat, Pan Lin waved his hands repeatedly, joking, but the dumb didn't answer, so he didn't dare.

"Telling me this is the best choice you can make." Chen Yang took a bite of the bread, his voice was a little muffled.

Pan Lin secretly glanced at Chen Yang, seeing his easy-going demeanor, he couldn't help but put his beating heart in his stomach.

Chen Yang ate some meat floss. Pan Lin was a smart person, he did this to show his position.

Pan Lin chose the latter between the financial backer who couldn't handle it and the old tasker who seemed to be easy to talk to. We'll talk about it later, he just wants to survive this task now.

The goal is quite clear, and it will also depend on the situation.

"This is my sixth mission." Chen Yang met Pan Lin's slowly widening eyes, "But I have nothing to teach you."

The blood on Pan Lin's face was drained instantly.

"I'm not made to be a teacher, I don't know how to teach people..." Chen Yang's words were inexplicably blocked in his mouth, he stared blankly at the bread in his hand, and suddenly forgot what to say.

He really can't teach people, right?Subconsciously, it seems to think so.

Chen Yang couldn't help turning his head to look at Chao Jian, with a bit of unaware bewilderment in his eyes.

"Hmm." Chao Jian only made one sound.

Chen Yang's daze disappeared in an instant. Facing Pan Lin with a gloomy expression, he said slowly, "My experience can only be used by myself. I don't know how to summarize it, nor can I generalize it."

If you don't know how to teach, you can't mess around, it will backfire and affect the development space of newcomers, Chen Yang sighed in his heart.

Pan Lin's cheeks twitched, and his eyes turned red.

Chen Yang was not using excuses to perfuse him. Pan Lin could tell that he knew a lot but didn't know how to teach others. This was the same reason as when he was in school, some top students couldn't give lectures.

Pan Lin could understand, but he still cried out in bewilderment.

"Sorry to bother you." Pan Lin bent over, wiped his tears with his arm and left, the mute shook the post-it note at him.

[If you don't mind, I can tell you my experience ^_^]

Pan Lin was stunned, crying and laughing: "Thank you beautiful teacher, thank you!"

The mute touched the freckles on her face, and said "ah" in embarrassment, she smiled slyly at Chen Yang, I have a student.

Chen Yang gave her a thumbs up to encourage her.

Zheng Zhitan noticed that Chen Yang's disgust and wariness towards him had increased to a higher level, and he knew that it was the puppy he raised. He had to change his strategy and let Chen Yang come to him on his own initiative.

Chen Yang took the bait after seeing the white card that Zheng Zhitan dropped out "inadvertently".

The hook was too long, and it caught him all at once, and even facing Jane, he couldn't pull him off the hook.

In the exhibition hall, Chen Yang looked at Zheng Zhitan, and from the corner of his eye fell on Chao Jian at the door, worried that he would collapse.

"It's just such a small distance, so there's nothing to worry about." Zheng Zhitan teased, "People who don't know will think that you are raising a son, and the one you are raising is your own."

Chen Yang ignored him, Zheng Zhiqin agreed to exchange his identity number with him only on one condition, and Chao Jian was not allowed to follow.

Chao Jian quit, Chen Yang coaxed for a long time, and repeatedly promised that he would never let Zheng Zhitan touch him, he just asked a few questions and nothing else would happen, that's how the current scene happened.

Chen Yang still had a headache when he recalled it, so he collected himself: "Do you know Wu Yu?"

"I know." Zheng Zhitan raised his eyebrows, "Ah Jing's daughter-in-law."

Chen Yang's heart beat faster, he just asked casually, but he didn't expect this guy to know Wu Yu.

It turns out that Wu Yu's partner is A Jing.

"I heard that his ID number is the same as yours with four digits, and he failed to complete the task." Chen Yang said.

"Yeah, I'm dead." Zheng Zhitan didn't show any signs of reminiscence. In the past few years of doing the mission, his teammates have increased and decreased, and each has its own ending. He takes it very lightly.

Zheng Zhitan looked at Chen Yang with great interest: "Wu Yu is you? A neighbor?"

"Something happened to her." Chen Yang answered the wrong question.

Chen Yang briefly talked about Wu Yu's disappearance. The first thing Zheng Zhitan did after hearing this was to light a cigarette. He habitually pushed his glasses, and pressed the center of his eyebrows before he could push them.

"To do the task honestly is to toss around." Zheng Zhitan took a few puffs of cigarettes and said such a sentence.

Chen Yang's inquisitive eyes flicked across Zheng Zhitan's face.

"I have no words on my face." Zheng Zhitan smiled, "When she comes back, you can ask her yourself."

Chen Yang was startled, can he come back?

Zheng Zhitan's tone was a bit mocking: "Ah Jing loves her so much that he gave her his life, can you not bless her?"

Chen Yang didn't know the scene of the last cooperation between Wu Yu and her partner, and he didn't ask in detail, but he could see a message from Zheng Zhitan's voice that he was also on that mission.

"Then do you know Wen Qing?" Chen Yang asked.

Zheng Zhitan's expression was a little strange: "You know quite a few old teammates with high status numbers."

Chen Yang's heart beat faster, that means he knew each other.He turned to think about it, this is not surprising, after all, the more tasks he does, the more teammates he will cooperate with.

"You said that Wenqing's identity number is higher..."

"The movie king also has four digits, 0113, behind me." Zheng Zhitan said in a casual tone.

When Chen Yang heard Wen Qing's ID number, he didn't show much surprise.

At the beach, Chen Yang asked Wen Qing how many missions he had, and Wen Qing replied "uncountable".

Now it seems to be true, Wen Qing went back and forth between the real world and the mission world countless times.

Chen Yang gnawed on his thumbnail and thought, before today he only knew that the ID number of Wu Yu's object, A Jing, was four digits, but now there are two more.

Ah Jing, Zheng Zhitan, and Wen Qing are all from the same group of workers.

Speaking of which, Wen Qing is well-deserved for the title of "Film King".

"You've asked so many questions, and I know everything." Zheng Zhitan, who was taller than Chen Yang, looked down at him with a sense of oppression, "Shouldn't you be courteous and help me out?"

Chen Yang raised his eyes.

Zheng Zhitan said, "Show me your ID number."

He designed to use his personal information to attract Chen Yang's attention for this purpose.As for licking twice, it was just incidental.

"You don't make me feel like someone who would ask such a question." Chen Yang didn't rush.

"Then what kind of person am I?"

Chen Yang said: "Follow the direction arrow under your feet, regardless of other people and things."

Zheng Zhitan's pupils shrank slightly.

Since doing the task, Zheng Zhitan's life has only changed in one way, that is, his aesthetics have become deformed, and everything else is the same as before.

Unlike many taskers, Zheng Zhitan is mentally injured and unable to live a good life. He works as usual, does tasks when he has them, and continues to work after finishing them, regardless of other things.He is also not like individual questers, who bother to study the quest background, find loopholes, and try to resist.

He was seen through by someone he had known for less than two days.

Zheng Zhiqin opened the cigarette and squinted at Chen Yang: "I want to know your ID number even more now."

Chen Yang copied it in his pocket with both hands, and between his right fingers was his white card. If he said it was a seven-digit number, no fool would believe it, or would he say it was a five-digit number?

"So insincere." Zheng Zhitan laughed, and the next moment he lost his smile, he suddenly threw a bombshell, "Three digits."

Chen Yang's face remained unchanged, but his fingertips were numb and stiff.

Zheng Zhitan didn't give Chen Yang time or opportunity to react, he dropped the bomb again: "I have an old teammate who also has three figures."

"She likes to write music scores when doing tasks. When you meet her, you can make a list of the questions you are bored in your heart and ask her for answers. She is my senior and knows more than me."

Chen Yang was bombed one after another, his thoughts were completely shattered, and his mind was in a mess. Zheng Zhitan was talking about...Xiang Zimu?

Zheng Zhitan had a deep meaning: "It seems that I have already met."

Chen Yang's mouth was parched, he only guessed that Xiang Zimu was an old tasker, and he never thought that her ID number was three digits.

Which three digits? 01 how much?

"Don't be nervous." Zheng Zhiqin's handsome face was bruised and purple, like smeared paint, and his sincere expression was set off a bit funny, "Everyone is a tasker who is forced to go on the road, and I know your ID number can't How about you."

Chen Yang thought of many strategies in two or three seconds, but finally chose to keep silent.

Default.

Zheng Zhitan stroked his hair a few times and chuckled, it's interesting, a tasker in the growth stage has a three-digit ID number.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Zheng Zhitan's interest faded a bit, with that person in front of him, Chen Yang's sense of disobedience was nothing.

I just don't know how many digits Chao Jian's ID number is.

According to Zheng Zhitan's understanding, three-digit numbers are the smallest...

Chen Yang still had a lot of doubts, but he didn't plan to ask any more questions. The more he asked, the sooner the details would be exposed. He turned and walked towards the door.

A hand stretched from behind his shoulder to the front, pointing at the boy standing by the door, accompanied by a low laugh: "Am I the second person who knows your ID besides him?"

The words are full of satisfaction.

The goal has been achieved, it's time to put the incidental things...

Zheng Zhiqin stared straight at the scar behind Chen Yang's left ear. Looking closely, his adrenaline surged, the blood flow in his body was too fast, and his blood vessels seemed to burst.

An abnormal sense of hunger and thirst rushed to the top of his head, Zheng Zhitan's eyes turned red, and a large amount of saliva was secreted from his mouth. He made a few swallowing movements, and just as the warm breath touched the scar, before the tip of his tongue licked it, he was caught. Chen Yang's elbow hit the bridge of his nose.

Then there was the crutch coming from the door.

There was a loud "bang" in the exhibition hall, like the roar of a young beast being irritated.

Shit, that kid threw the cane faster than last time, and Chen Yang's agility didn't meet the level of the growth period. Zheng Zhitan held the cigarette hard, pressing his bruised nose with one hand, and the other hand was hit by the cane. He couldn't lift it up, and he didn't feel embarrassed even after this, instead he said something calmly.

"Mr. Chen, I have never met your brother, but he makes me feel familiar."

Chen Yang nodded to show that he understood, he turned his face and shouted: "Brother, Mr. Zheng said you make him feel familiar."

Zheng Zhitan, who planned to watch the fun, used a trick to sow discord: "..."

He looked at the two people who came together strangely, and found that there was still no gap in the exclusivity between them.

How much trust does Chen Yang have in the court slips?Zheng Zhitan is rarely confused, Wu Yu and A Jing can't do it, right?

Zheng Zhitan thought his idea was funny, if they could do this, Ah Jing wouldn't die.

Outside the door of the exhibition hall, Chao Jian walked beside Chen Yang on crutches, lowered her head to listen to him, and suddenly turned to Zheng Zhitan, her eyes were extremely sinister.

Zheng Zhitan's footsteps paused for a while, and suddenly he was exposed to the sun. He was actually terrified by a kid's warning, and the more he lived, the more he went back.

A wisp of smoke spewed out from Zheng Zhitan's mouth, he wiped off the nosebleed, and casually dabbed it on his shirt, he couldn't see through that kid's true strength, it was so deep.

The questions Chen Yang asked were all simple, Zheng Zhitan was quite surprised, he originally thought that the other party wanted to discuss some deeper things with him.

For example, "what will happen if the identity number is destroyed", "why we need to do the task", "who asked us to do the task", "are all the tasks in the same world", etc.

As for the questions Chen Yang asked, Zheng Zhitan didn't know whether he believed in Chao Jian or not.

Could it be... can't say?

Zheng Zhitan took a puff on his cigarette with interest. Before this time was over, he began to look forward to meeting again next time.

Knee bone stabbed, Zheng Zhitan swayed, with a hint of hostility in his breath, he caught a glimpse of the boy's left leg, which was injured by him, and couldn't straighten up when he walked, and he felt a little better.

Chen Yang didn't intend to disclose the matter of the notebook to Zheng Zhitan.

If there is a second cooperation, let's talk about it.

"Zheng Zhitan's qualifications are very old..." Chen Yang felt that Chao Jian's mood was not right, and his expression tightened, "I only asked a few questions as I said, and I did what I said, and I didn't lie to you."

Chao Jian: "Add this time, three times."

Chen Yang didn't understand why.

"I said let nature take its course three times, but you still take my words as fart." Chao Jian's face was cold, and she gritted her teeth faintly, wanting to suck his blood and bite his flesh.

Chen Yang felt guilty: "It's not that I dozed off for a long time, and finally someone gave me a pillow... Okay, okay, I was careful, I asked picky questions, and I didn't reveal my cards."

He thought that Chao Jian was worried that he would only focus on solving doubts and let Zheng Zhitan discover his biggest secret.

"You are a black household, I will not tell the second person, and I will not tell you to death, don't worry." Chen Yang said again seriously.

After Chao Jian heard this, she slapped Chen Yang's hand, the way kindergarten kids fight.

"Snapped"

Chen Yang was dumbfounded, and so was Chao Jian.

The two looked at each other, and the picture was still.

Chen Yang is an upright and kind partner, he passed a ladder over: "Is there a mosquito on my hand?"

Chao Jian came down the ladder without looking at him: "Yes."

Chen Yang: "Did you kill him?"

Chao Jian: "Run away."

"Oh."

Then they stared at each other again.

Chen Yang walked to the hall, sometimes he couldn't figure out what was angry with Jane, well, not sometimes, but most of the time.

Cloudy and sunny, moody, cloudy and snowstorm for a while.

Chen Yang stopped walking, and the sound of crutches behind him also stopped. He took a few steps back with a breath, stopped in front of Chao Jian, and looked closer.

"You were angry just now. Didn't you blame me for mentioning that you were a black household without carefully observing your surroundings, for fear of being overheard by others, but because you didn't want to hear me say the word 'death'?"

Chao Jian said nothing.

Seeing that his mouth was closed like a clam shell, Chen Yang couldn't help laughing: "I'm right."

She stared at him with dark eyes.

The smile on Chen Yang's face stagnated, and his ears were inexplicably hot. He patted Chao Jian on the shoulder: "Don't be so superstitious."

Chao Jian still looked at him with that look.

Chen Yang faced the self in Chao Jian's pupils, his heartbeat was confused for a moment, but soon returned to normal, he put down the hand on the other's shoulder: "Let's go."

The clothes were pulled, and Chen Yang almost staggered. Before he could speak, a flat voice came from behind: "I also have a mosquito on my hand, help me get rid of it."

After the words fell, a hand stretched out in front of his eyes.

Chen Yang was stunned, he wanted to turn his head, but a hand held the back of his head, preventing him from looking back.

Looking down at Jane, impatiently: "Hurry up."

As soon as Chen Yang heard this word, his brain responded quickly, and he patted that hand symbolically: "Okay, knock it out."

The strength and tone of coaxing children.

There was only one dumb person in the hall, and everyone else returned to their companies.

As soon as the mute saw Chen Yang, he gave him a bulging paper bag.

"What is this?" Chen Yang took the paper bag, which was not heavy.

[Items belonging to the owner of the mobile phone. 】

Chen Yang took out a keychain from the paper bag, on which was a key to an electric car, and beside it was a shiny pink lop-eared rabbit.

The owner of the phone is a girl.

There is also a notebook in the paper bag, which is full of colorful colors and a lot of photos.

"This is her boyfriend?" Chen Yang found the same person in the photo.

The dumb can't write without words.

【Star, brother, this year is very popular╯□╰】

Chen Yang: "..." He doesn't chase stars, "The phone's lock screen password is related to him?"

[I tried his birthday, name, and debut date, but nothing worked] Dumb with a troubled face.

Chen Yang pointed to the handsome boy in the photo: "Your idol?"

[The newly collected wall. 】

Chen Yang asked Chao Jian in a low voice: "What does the wall mean?"

Chao Jian: "Grass on the wall."

Chen Yang seemed to understand, and said with admiration: "Your knowledge is very wide."

Chao Jian: "..."

Chen Yang flipped through the notebook, his eyes dazzled, and he said to the mute: "Let's take it for research first, and I'll give it to you when I get off work."

The dumb "ah".

"Check out the clues you have." Chen Yang said.

The mute straightened the braid, besides the mobile phone, is there any clue in his hand that he didn't find out?Her eyes lit up, the video at the service desk!

The next moment, the mute went limp. She had watched the video many times, but she was still not sure what the person in the video was talking about.

At around 04:30, Chen Yang rummaged through boxes and boxes to find employees' entry files, while Chao Jian sat at the table and looked through the girl's star chasing diary.

"There is still more than an hour, and today's monster will be off work." Chen Yang lay on a pile of documents.

Chao Jian concentrates on reading the star chasing diary, occasionally writing something on the paper.

Chen Yang leaned over and found that Chao Jian had written the test preparation notes. He was about to continue looking for files when he saw Chao Jian turned his head and moved his lips.

"What are you talking about..." Chen Yang suddenly turned to him, "What are you talking about?"

He flicked the pen in Jian's hand lightly, as if he was about to finish the last stroke, but he forgot how to write it.

It wasn't until Chen Yang yelled a few times that Chao Jian blinked slowly: "Don't press it."

Chen Yang was at a loss.

Chao Jian grabbed his hand and put it on her lap: "Just now you pressed me like this, and I said, don't press it."

Chen Yang supported his legs and got closer to him: "You move again."

Zhao Jian stared at him blankly.

"Mouth." Chen Yang said, "Say those two words like just now."

Chao Jane closed her eyes, restrained something, opened her slightly pursed lips, and touched them up and down: "Don't press."

"The mouth movement should be smaller." Chen Yang breathed in Chao Jian's breath, now that he doesn't take medicine, it doesn't feel bitter anymore, and it smells like milk.

Chao Jian was not impatient, he would do whatever Chen Yang asked for, hot sweat oozing from his tense back.

"Wait a minute." Chen Yang turned on the phone to find the video, he paused the screen at the moment the person in the video opened his mouth, clicked on it again, and played back and forth.

"Don't make a sound, mouth those two words, and speak as fast as possible." Chen Yang pinched Jane's face subconsciously.

Chao Jian pressed the tip of his tongue against the place where his face was pinched, a little stunned, his throat slid up and down, and his lips moved lightly.

Chen Yang's brain was confused for a while, and then suddenly became clear, like, too like.

When Chao Jian said "Don't press", the mouth shape of the person in the video was almost exactly the same.

The video is a clue given by the rules. It is definitely not the word "don't press", but a pronunciation very similar to them, but it is said too fast, and it looks similar.

Chen Yang's palms were getting wet, and the taboo had come out. What was this reminder about?The identity of the monster?

From the very beginning, everyone was sure that it was a word starting with B.

Later, the owner of the video read it and suspected that it was "don't", and then felt that it was the pronunciation of "bei".

Don't press, don't, bei... Chen Yang's heartbeat was like a drum, getting faster and faster, and getting denser. An answer jumped from the bottom of his heart to his throat, jumped up, and got stuck.

"It's that, that..." Chen Yang grasped Chao Jian's hand tightly, sweating profusely.

"Someone is coming." Chao Jian held him back and patted him reassuringly.

With the answer stuck in his throat, Chen Yang fell down and fell to his death.

It was the mute who interrupted Chen Yang's thoughts. She ran all the way down from the fourth floor, ran into Changxiang Technology panting, and gestured to him: "Ahhh! Ahhh!"

Chen Yang felt that the little mute was confused: "You write, I will know what you want to say after you write."

The mute was stunned, and she hurriedly took out the pocket of her denim skirt, only taking out the post-it note, not the pen.

"Did you drop the pen while running?" Chen Yang pulled out the pen from Chao Jian's finger and handed it to the little mute, "Use this."

The mute took a deep breath and picked up the pen to write quickly.

【Brother, I might know who the monster this round is! ! ! 】

In the coffee shop on the first floor, the door is closed.

Brother Yu, Wang Hao, Mr. Zhang, Sister Wang, Xiao Sun, and Liu Liu sat one to the east and one to the west.

"I won't go up, just wait here for the monster to get off work, how about you?" Liu Liu said.

Others have the same idea.

At six o'clock, they wanted to see who turned into a monster and clocked out of get off work.

While the psychotic lunatic is the main suspect, others could be monsters, too.

But everyone is not very afraid, anyway, they will not say taboo, even if the monster is among them, there is nothing they can do.

Monsters have rules for monsters, and they can't mess around.

Xiao Sun, who was lying on the table, turned his neck: "Is there any sound outside?"

"It seems to be Mr. Chen." Brother Yu said, "I'll go out and have a look."

As soon as Brother Yu stood up, Wang Hao suddenly sighed with mixed feelings: "I'm tired from work."

Xiao Sun echoed casually: "It's tired."

"Now say that you are tired at work, if you want to complain, go back and complain," Liu Liu cut off in disapproval, "If you get money for work, what's so tiring..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Sun lost his head.

Liu Liu's eyes were blood red, and he sat there sluggishly, until the blood on his face flowed to his mouth before he screamed.

"what!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

Brother Yu froze, Mr. Zhang hid under the table with his head in his arms, and Sister Wang was dumbfounded.

This is what Chen Yang saw when he came in. He put down Chao Jian on his back, and ran so fast that his legs were a little weak.

Xiao Sun's body was hanging upside down in the coffee shop. He had just died, and the smell of blood hadn't dissipated.

Chen Yang thought that the taboo had been broken, and the monster would no longer have a job today. Now that they had confirmed its identity, it would hide and come out to clock in when it was off work.

Didn't expect it to be working now.

Chen Yang scratched his head vigorously, Xiao Sun was not stupid, he couldn't tell the complete house number at this time, or building A3, block A.

He will die, there is only one possibility.

In addition to the hexagonal "A", there is a second hidden taboo.

Brother Yu was in the best condition among the four who witnessed all this. He told Chen Yang what happened.

It's not complicated, just a few lines of dialogue.

Chen Yang