ID number 019

Chen Yang took care of the past with a flashlight, his pupils shrunk.

Idiot learning to hang ghosts? !

Chen Yang shook his head, there was no one on the other side, he subconsciously ran over there, the mobile phone in his hand shook with his movements, his vision was both clear and blurred.

Chen Yang searched all around the corner. He didn't find any fools, and he didn't hear anything strange. There was only the rustling of the wind blowing through the treetops.

Chen Yang suspected that he was hallucinating. He asked Chao Jian beside him and Miss Qiao next to the wall for confirmation. One of them held his hand, and the other was holding a pregnant woman, with unclear expressions on their faces.

"There is a little fool in Sanlianqiao." Miss Qiao raised Liu Yemei lightly, "I will ask Mrs. Cheng later."

Mrs. Cheng Jin's face was covered with hair, and she couldn't hear Miss Qiao's words clearly.

Chen Yang put down his phone and looked at the halo projected on the bluestone board. He was familiar with the three bridges in the false world. There are no fools, only here.

Without waiting for Chen Yang to ask, Chao Jian leaned into his ear and said, "I left after my childhood."

The implication is that he is not very clear about the people and things in the neighborhood of Sanlianqiao.

Chen Yang let out a foul breath. Although he didn't know the fool's information, at least he could be sure that it wasn't his hallucination.

"In the middle of the night, they ran pretty fast." Chen Yang looked at the vast night.

"Xiao Yangyang!" Miss Qiao suddenly called out.

"Here we come." Chen Yang concentrated, and quickly took Miss Qiao to the small clinic.

"There's no one inside." Chen Yang pushed open the door of the small clinic and turned on the light.

Cheng Jin's wife was put on the chair, and she felt throbbing pains, and her fingers holding the arm of the chair were convulsed.

"Ah... ah... ah! ah!" The pregnant women's painful and helpless cries rang out in the small clinic.

Miss Qiao's cheongsam was stained a lot. She leaned against the edge of the table to flip through the small leather bag, picked up the cigarette, and put it back after a pause.

"What should I do?" Chen Yang looked at Miss Qiao, his mind was in a daze.

The fishy smell in this room is very strong.Cheng Jin's wife is already bleeding, and her life is at stake, and there are still two lives.

Miss Qiao's voice was caught in the tick-tock, with a bit of the calmness of the God of War: "I will try."

Chen Yang's eyes lit up instantly: "Success, do you want us to prepare scissors and hot water?" It was played like this on TV.

"Go out." Miss Qiao picked up the sleeves of the cheongsam, with a heroic and capable demeanor in her movements.

The door closed behind Chen Yang, he grabbed Chao Jian's arm, walked out of the small clinic in a daze, and found a place to sit down.

"What time is it?" Chen Yang rubbed his face, his throat was a little dry.

Chao Jian took off her baseball cap and put it on Chen Yang's head to block the cold wind that grew in the middle of the night: "It's almost 01:30."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight." Chen Yang peeled off a few milk tablets and shared them with Chao Jian. The crying in the small clinic was in vain, and his fingers stiffened in shock.

Chao Jian hugged Chen Yang: "She has experience."

It took Chen Yang a long time to understand what Chao Jian meant, and he didn't dare to say: "Sister Qiao helped deliver babies in the mission world before the reset?"

Chao Jian said: "Back then, there was a pregnant NPC who was frightened and gave birth prematurely. She helped, and the mother and child were safe."

Chen Yang wrapped the piece of milk in his mouth and put it aside: "Then what happened after that?"

Chao Jian said nothing.

Chen Yang didn't ask, when he was about to finish eating the milk tablets, a low snort sounded in his ear: "Later, that woman ate her."

The packaging bag of milk tablets that Chen Yang held in his hand fell to the ground.

"Sometimes, the kindness you give will turn into a knife and stab yourself." Chao Jian said indifferently.

Chen Yang picked up the packing bag at his feet and continued to shake it. Ding Huichun said that she was not the only one rescued by Chao Jian.Nachao Jane used to be a helpful person.

"Have you been tricked by someone who has been saved?" Chen Yang asked tentatively, staring at Chao Jian's side face hidden in the dim light.

Pressing down on the corners of Chao Jane's lips, she seemed to show a little childish grievance: "Yes."

Chen Yang's heart ached immediately, he regretted asking this question, isn't this poking Chao Jian's scar, hey.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, don't think about it, it's not worth it, there are many bad people in this world, but there are more good people." Chen Yang was emotional, his eye sockets were a little hot, his eyes were red, and he could shed tears in the next moment. Two tears.

"Let me hug you." Taking the opportunity, Chao Jian squatted in front of Chen Yang, wrapped his arms around his waist, and buried her face in his arms.

Chen Yang rubbed Chao Jian's head reassuringly. He looked up at Xingyue, wondering if the night sky he saw would be different after completing the mission.

Probably not, it's all the same.It's just that by then, his mood will be unprecedentedly relaxed.

Surrounded by a sense of tranquility that does not meet the mission of life and death.

Chen Yang rubbed his chin against the top of Chao Jian's hair, and wrapped his arms around him, shaking from side to side.

The shadow on the ground followed suit.

"I heard that if you stare at the shadow, you will wet the bed at night." Chen Yang said with a wry smile.

Chao Jian: "..."

When Chen Yang put a kiss mixed with milk flakes on Chao Jian's temples, there was a baby crying in the small clinic.

"Whoa—whoa—"

The cry was earth-shattering, loud and powerful.

The birth of new life brought hope and dispelled the coldness in the night scene.

Miss Qiao didn't open the door until she had cleaned up.

Chen Yang didn't go in, he just stood outside the door, the extremely turbid smell hit his face, it was very choking.

"Are you all right?" Chen Yang didn't look around, and only glanced at Miss Qiao.

"It's okay." Miss Qiao held an unlit cigarette between her fingers, and curled her black curly hair with her other hand.

Cheng Jin's wife was lying on the small bed drenched all over, feeling drowsy: "Where's the child? Where's my child?"

"Beside you." Miss Qiao grabbed her fidgeting hand and guided her to touch the baby.

The mother has unimaginable power, and Cheng Jin's wife became more energetic when she touched the baby. She kept rubbing against the baby with her pale and wet face, and said vaguely: "Good baby, your father hasn't yet Come back, he is busy, he said, when you are born, the family will have money, buy you a lot of toys... buy beautiful clothes and shoes... buy a big house... you will have what other people have... your father I said..."

Chen Yang's expression was a little subtle, if Cheng Jin coaxed his wife, then forget it.

But if it's not a lie, but the truth, then it's worth scrutinizing.

Cheng Jin is not a businessman, he is just a small security guard in a scenic spot, and he gets a fixed salary, which is only a little money a month, so it is impossible to get rich overnight.

"There is a way to live with money, and there is a way to live without money." Chen Yang said with emotion.

"If you don't have money, you can't live!" Cheng Jin's wife kicked her eyes, her arms hugged the baby tightly, and she hummed a lullaby.

"I agree. If you don't have money, you can't live on. You still need money. If you have money, you have everything." Miss Qiao put the unlighted cigarette between her bright red lips, and smiled.

Although Cheng Jin's wife didn't speak, she agreed with it.

"However," Ms. Qiao glanced at the wrinkled mass in the woman's arms, "Mrs. Cheng, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, you'd better not take it all seriously, lest you feel bad."

Cheng Jin's wife looked unhappy: "Whether my husband lied to me or not, how can I not know?!"

As if thinking that Miss Qiao was her savior, her tone eased: "He won't lie to me, and I didn't lie to my child either."

Ms. Qiao put on a dazed expression: "Mr. Cheng has won the lottery."

"My husband is a responsible person and doesn't buy lottery tickets." After Cheng Jin's wife finished speaking, she closed her eyes. She didn't want to hide any panic, only exhaustion and expectation.

It seemed that she didn't care why her husband had money or where the money came from. She didn't ask and didn't care, as long as what he said was true.

Ms. Qiao talked to Cheng Jin's wife again, but there was no response. She shrugged at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, the doctor from the small clinic hurried over, and she took over Cheng Jin's wife.

Before Chen Yang left, he turned his head and asked casually, "Doctor, it's so late, why did you come here from home?"

"Captain Liu went to my house to look for me and said that the old Cheng's family was lying in the small clinic and was about to give birth. I just came here. Otherwise, I would not know. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with life." The doctor was worried that someone would die. The one who came running was panting and sweating profusely.

Chen Yang squinted his eyes, Liu Zhi has been here...

Zhao Jian pulled Chen Yang: "Let's go."

Meanwhile, at Cheng Jin's house.A Yuan and a group of taskers searched almost, and gained a lot. They found a notepad, which was Cheng Jin's account book. It was full of small expenses such as daily necessities, rice, oil and salt. Lived fine.

The account book is the consumption details of this year, and it is recorded every day, but the date is stopped three days ago.

The last expense was relatively large. He bought a brand-name bag for his wife, which almost used up all his savings at the time.

What happened at that time caused Cheng Jin to stop living his life carefully and carefully, and he didn't even keep accounts.

"I still have to buy a house." Lao Jiang waved the real estate magazine in his hand.

None of the houses on the magazine belonged to Sanlianqiao, and some of them were marked by Cheng Jin. He seemed to be planning to leave here and buy a house elsewhere.

And the houses that Cheng Jin likes are all villas.He not only made a mark, but also had some plans beside it.

"I also read the car." Another tasker took out the car magazine he found.

"Okay, the clues have come out, that's what happened." A red-haired boy with earphones hanging around his neck yawned and jumped out of the window to leave.

The remaining nine people looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Let's figure it out." A Yuan said, "At first we thought that Guan Xiaoyun, Cheng Jin, and Ye Yu did the same thing without each other's knowledge, and that thing shouldn't be done. The 'they' found out and were targeted and silenced."

"Now it seems that they did that for money." A Yuan changed his words cautiously, "Cheng Jin is basically sure that's the case. Although the other two have no evidence, but..."

A Yuan's words stopped suddenly, and the others also held their breath.

The toilet in this house is broken, and there is a rope hanging outside, and you have to pull that to flush.

Someone in their group went into the bathroom and used the toilet before, but they had never used that kind of toilet, so they grabbed the rope and the water splashed and couldn't stop.

But the water just stopped!

There is no rushing water in the bathroom, as if someone is repairing the toilet inside!

Everyone made eye contact and approached the bathroom cautiously. They found that the rope that had fallen on the floor was hanging by the toilet.

At that moment, they all stopped breathing, and the next moment they all fled.

In the bathroom, there was a faint sound of the toilet lid being closed.

When Chen Yang and Chao Jian arrived home, there was a man squatting by the door, his coat and trousers were rubbed against the wall.

"What time is it, why are you here?" The sensor light went out and was turned on by Chen Yang, who wiped the cigarette butt off the sole of his shoe.

Zheng Zhitan smoked half a pack of cigarettes, and his voice became hoarse: "Didn't you agree to make an appointment tonight?"

"It's almost dawn." Chen Yang said.

"Not so fast." Zheng Zhitan stood up, his knee joints creaked, he rubbed the center of his brows, his tired look became more down-to-earth, and the sense of sanctimonious appearance on his body faded a little.

The sensor light in the corridor was turned off again, and the brightly extinguished fire point between Zheng Zhitan's fingers became the only light.

Chen Yang took the key and opened the door.

Zheng Zhitan leaned against the door, watching Chao Jian following Chen Yang step by step, as if guarding his own life, this scene is a spectacle no matter how many times he looks at it.

In Zheng Zhitan's eyes, Chen Yang was a delicious piece of food, he hadn't eaten it last time, and he would inevitably worry about it when the mission came out, but it was not irreplaceable.

See you again in half a year, the scar on Chen Yang's left ear is still dancing on his G-spot, but his mentality has changed, and now he can just watch but not eat.

So, nothing lasts forever.

If so, it must be a bug.Zheng Zhiqin pinched off the cigarette butt sticking to his mouth, raised his foot and stepped in: "Do you want to change your shoes?"

"No need." During the mission, Chen Yang didn't care about whether the house was tidy or not, so he whispered a few words to Chao Jian.

Zheng Zhitan couldn't hear what they were saying, he only saw Chao Jian entering the bedroom, and he raised his eyebrows.

Only Chen Yang and Zheng Zhitan were left in the living room.

Zheng Zhitan sat down on the sofa, unbuttoned a few shirt buttons, and the chain around his neck was looming.

Chen Yang's action of peeling the oranges paused slightly, and what Wen Qing said about Zheng Zhitan's love for ugliness echoed in his ears.

"Wen Yingdi told you about me." Zheng Zhitan crossed his legs and sat relaxed. "You run up to him and say that you know his ID number. He can guess that I revealed it. It seems that I sold him by doing that, and he will reciprocate courtesy and expose my old background."

"The worst is you. If you inquire on both sides, both sides will benefit." Zheng Zhitan took off his gold-rimmed glasses and threw them on the coffee table.

Chen Yang twitched.

"How did you send yours away?" Zheng Zhiqin put his arm on the back of the sofa, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Chen Yang said seriously: "The exclusive secret recipe, no comment."

Zheng Zhitan: "..."

"Do you have any actions tonight?" Chen Yang paid attention to the movements in the room.

"Liu Zhi went out, and I took the opportunity to climb over the wall and enter his house." Zheng Zhiqin kicked off a piece of the toe of his left leather shoe, and looked at Chen Yang carelessly, "I found nothing useful."

Chen Yang was very excited when he heard the first half of the sentence, but the second half made him cool down.The old guy Zheng Zhitan didn't get anything out of his work. Could it be that Liu Zhi is okay, because he is thinking too much?

"Maybe I didn't check carefully." Zheng Zhitan said very carelessly.

Chen Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, and Zheng Zhiqin's playful voice sounded from the opposite side: "You look like a puppy, I want to throw you a bone."

"You are looking for death like this, I want you to know what is the unbearable pain of life." Chen Yang smiled.

Zheng Zhitan's face turned black: "Xiao Yangyang, except for the scar on your left ear, you are not pleasing anywhere else."

Listening to his address, Chen Yang asked involuntarily, "Do you know Sun Wenjun?"

"I know you." Zheng Zhitan said, "One big brother, why?"

Chen Yang shook his head and said nothing.

"Do you have any wine? I'll have some wine and tell you about my dreams." Zheng Zhitan's eyes were deeply folded, and his gaze was dark and far-reaching.

"No, hurry up, I'm in a panic." Chen Yang kept paying attention to the door, for fear that his partner would lose control of his emotions.

Zheng Zhitan's old god was here: "Why panic, don't you have an exclusive secret recipe?" He looked at the nervous Chen Yang, "Why don't you go in and work for half an hour, I'll wait here, don't worry."

"Half an hour?" Chen Yang tore the orange peel and sighed, "It would be great if it could be that soon."

Ah no, not so fast.If it's that fast, he won't be happy.

Chen Yang sat on the ground, moved his shoes and legs touching the floor, the corners of his eyes and brows were stained with aftertaste and spring.

"How long do you usually have?"

Chen Yang was distracted, when he heard Zheng Zhitan's question suddenly, he blurted out: "It's only an hour or two."

That is?The lighter in Mr. Zheng's hand fell onto his lap, and he let out a sigh, time is not forgiving.