ID number 019

"Let's go to University S first to get Chen Xishuang's card."

Chen Yang turned the steering wheel: "I've been to S University before, and the back street of that school can be regarded as a famous place in Qingcheng. There is a shop that has delicious duck blood vermicelli. I don't know if it's still there..."

There was a sudden pause in his words.

No, Chen Xishuang no longer exists, and S University will not have him.

Where is the card.

Chen Yang parked the car on the side of the road and turned to look at the boy in the passenger seat.

Zhao Jian flicked her mobile phone: "Go if you want."

"Then let's go and have a look." Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he wanted to know if someone would replace Chen Xishuang with a different name.

The car drove out of the community and passed through the old street, and the road conditions gradually opened up.

Chen Yang went to S University in the clear navigation sound, echoing everything in Laoji Village, he still had a lingering feeling of fear.

The final settlement of the per capita quota is the most thrilling part he has experienced so far. The heartbeat will stop suddenly for a while, beating violently for a while, and it is too much to bear.

Three days' income determines life and death.

Even if Chen Xishuang hadn't been entangled by Jiang Ren, he wouldn't be able to survive. He only earned a little over 200. He was either stuck in Wang Xiaobei's section or Wang Kuanyou's section. He couldn't make it to the end.

Chen Yang thought of the newcomer Qian Qin again, regardless of his handling style, they were able to avoid the third ancestor worship because the other party found a loophole.

If it can't be avoided, with the urine of the rules, the possibility of Jiang Da drawing an empty lot is zero, and there will be many people who sell the family property.

The number of people will be greatly reduced, and the per capita amount will increase to a terrible height, and none of them will survive.

Behind every dead end lies a way out.

So-called rules within rules.

Chen Yang doesn't like room escape games, and he never played them once in school. Deciphering is not what he is good at, and his brain hurts.

Thanks to partner.

Every time the other party has a clue, he will not tell him directly, but let him search for it by himself.

At most, it is to drag him back in time when he gets confused and goes the wrong way, and give hints and guidance.

Those who don't directly give students answers... are good teachers.

Chen Yang gritted his teeth and thought.

The car stopped at the intersection, Chen Yang squeezed his wrists, and lay on the steering wheel to watch pedestrians crossing the road.

The task world has rules, laws, and order, and so does the real world.

"Do you think that every time we enter the mission, the background of the world is the same, but it is distributed in different regions."

Chen Yang reached into his pocket and found the ID number.

It would be great if I could go to places other than the mission site during the mission, maybe I could find clues.

Chen Yang suddenly remembered the Sanlian Bridge in the magazine at the train station. There was a place in it that the Sanlian Bridge in the real world did not have.

What is the relationship between the mission world and the real world...

"Bah-"

The sound of the car horn interrupted Chen Yang's thoughts. He started the car and left. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the young man next to him, who was swiping his phone the whole time.

Some topics can't be discussed at all.

The door in the boy's heart was closed too tightly, and now it gradually showed signs of loosening, but the speed of opening was surprisingly slow, unlike Chen Yang, who didn't know when the lock on the door fell off, and couldn't control it The door is open to the outside, and it can't be closed.

A few times he came close to revealing his ID number.

Fortunately, this unscientific phenomenon is limited to appearing in front of partners, not to other people.

Chen Yang tapped on the steering wheel, thinking about it, when he was alone with the people around him, he talked a lot.

I don't have much to say to others.

"Drive well."

The low voice in his ear came suddenly, and Chen Yang's face showed a guilty conscience of wanting to be caught. He cleared his throat and said, "It's on."

He sneered coldly at Jane.

Chen Yang had the feeling of taking the child out to play, he unconsciously grabbed a few milk tablets and threw them over: "It's coming soon."

"Don't think about things while driving, and don't be distracted." Zhao Jian counted the milk tablets, and he said, "It's dangerous."

Chen Yang pursed his lips: "I know, I won't do that again."

The car filled with clear air fell silent, and Chen Yang didn't speak until the car drove into S University.

"I'm going to find someone to ask where the dormitory building of the Department of Chemistry is."

Chen Yang got out of the car, leaned against the car window worriedly and said: "Don't get down, I'll be back in a while."

When he said the second half of the sentence, he didn't notice that the boy's pupils shrank faintly.

"I'll be back in a while" is a few words or a sentence that are commonplace, and they are often spoken out of the mouth.

But it is also a promise.

Many times this promise is a final farewell.

The person who said he would be back in a while never came back.

Chen Yang asked the answer and returned to the car, sensitively aware that the air pressure in the car was too low, he looked at the young man in the center of the cold.

"what happened?"

The boy was in a daze, completely dead silent.

Chen Yang leaned over and asked with concern: "Chao Jian?"

The boy's half-drooped eyelids were raised, and his dark and cold eyes were fixed on his face, with no expression or reaction.

"I'm back."

Chen Yang hadn't seen the boy so abnormal for a while, he swallowed his saliva and asked, "Are you okay?"

Chao Jian loosened her fingers holding the medicine bottle: "It's okay."

Chen Yang glanced at the medicine bottle in the young man's hand, and drove to the dormitory without asking any more questions.

Chen Xishuang lives in 605.

Chen Yang knocked on the door smoothly, and asked with a smile: "Hi, classmate, is Chen Xishuang here?"

The boy looked confused: "You must have found the wrong one, there is no such person in 605."

This development was expected by Chen Yang, and he put on a puzzled expression: "Isn't there? Er Dong Chen, East, South, North, West, both pairs of pairs."

The boy shook his head.

Chen Yang said, "Are there any other buildings in the male dormitory building of the Chemistry Department?"

The boy has a good temper, without any impatience: "No, it's just this building. Is the person you're looking for in 505? Or 603604?"

"Hey, no, 603604 is in the same class as me, and there is no Chen Xishuang in our class."

Chen Yang turned his face to look at Chao Jian, with a look of "how could this be?"

The boy glanced at the guy behind the handsome guy, he was so tall, what school is he from?His face was blocked by a mask, and one of his legs was disabled, so why did he still look so dumb.

Chen Yang said: "Student, we are sure we are right, it is 605."

"That's weird. I've never heard of the name Chen Xishuang. There are only three people in our dormitory, and they're all here. If you don't believe me, ask them."

The boy turned his head and said, "Second brother, third child, come out to pick up guests..."

In the middle of the conversation, the brakes came to a sudden stop, the boy accidentally bit his tongue, he covered his mouth in pain and "hissed": "Sorry, I'm just playing around with my two buddies, I'm used to it."

Chen Yang smiled understandingly.

The boy's heart was pounding with excitement. This brother is so gentle, and he is even more handsome when he smiles. Could it be that my lovebird...

A sinister look came over.

The not-so-good-looking boy raised his eyebrows, and he met him vigorously, with provocation and disdain in his eyes.

With a cane on her back, Chao Jian raised her hand and pulled off her mask.

Boy: "..."

Lost.

Poor lovebird, just flew over and fell to death with a snap.

Today next year will be your death day.

The other two in the dormitory were banging on the keyboard, but they didn't have time to come out. The boy opened all the doors and let Chen Yang see for himself.

Chen Yang took advantage of the situation to look inside, and his eyes locked on the bed next to the door.

According to what Chen Xishuang said, it was his bed.

Now it's full of debris.

Chen Yang found Chen Xishuang's computer desk, and found that the doors and drawers of the cabinet were open, and there were sundries inside, stuffed in a mess.

There are only traces of three people living in the entire dormitory.

Chen Xishuang died in the mission world, and no one changed his name to replace his life in the real world.

This is the same ending as what Wu Yu said about the tasker, she didn't hide anything.

Chen Yang said apologetically, "It might really be my mistake."

"It's okay." The boy leaned against the door of the dormitory, "Is Chen Xishuang very important to you, why don't you give me your phone number, and I will contact you when I find out the result."

Chen Yang said no, he turned around and walked toward the corridor entrance, holding Jian Jian by the hand.

A boy shouted from behind: "I can help you post a question on the campus!"

Chen Yang paused.

Forget it, even if you find Chen Xishuang, it's just the same name and surname.

The boy chased after him and said enthusiastically, "Handsome guy, can your brother go downstairs? Do you want me to go down?"

Chen Yang looked at him, and then at Chaojian.

The two are about the same age, one is full of vigor and youth, the other is a pool of stagnant water, and only in rare cases will there be a little youthfulness.

Seeing Chao Jianjian going downstairs on crutches, Chen Yang immediately pulled him back.

It is easy to go up the mountain, but difficult to go down the mountain, and it is terrible to fall.

Chen Yang put his back on his back and walked down a flight of stairs towards Jane, the pure and clean eyes behind him were still there, he suddenly turned around and said, "Do you like to play escape games?"

The boy opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I really like it, exciting."

"You can play more of that kind of games. Suspense movies, horror movies, bloody and violent ones, you can also watch them. It's better than not watching at all."

Chen Yang's soliloquy sounded in the corridor.

The boy scratched his head for no reason, weirdo.

Well, are escape games fun?Go back and find one to download and play.

Not long after, Chen Yang and Chao Jian were sitting face to face in a small doorway in the back street of S University. In the middle were bottles of spices, chopstick holders, tissue boxes, menus, and two glasses of water.

Chen Yang said, "I don't have much appetite, what about you?"

"No."

Chen Yang: "...Then why do you want me to bring you here?"

Chao Jian: "Order a bowl."

Chen Yang beckoned the clerk to come over: "We want a duck blood vermicelli."

The clerk stopped wiping the table, and his eyes suddenly became a little subtle: "One copy?"

Chen Yang: "Ang."

The clerk put the two glasses of water back in place: "The big bowl or the small bowl?"

Chen Yang asked Chao Jian: "What do you say?"

Chao Jian: "Big bowl."

Chen Yang looked at the shop assistant who was stunned.

The clerk raised his voice and shouted: "A big bowl of duck blood vermicelli, one serving!"

When the sound came out, the other people in the store seemed to smell something, they were eating, waiting for food, chattering after eating, all turned their necks towards Chen Yang and Chao Jian.

Chen Yang was puzzled.

Chao Jian handed him the phone: "New game, escape room."

Chen Yang's attention was immediately dragged away.

I'm really afraid of something, Chen Yang still wants to escape from the secret room on the way, so now he manipulates the villain to find the key in the secret room.

The secret room is clearly visible at first glance, and the key is easy to find.

It's all routines.

Duck blood fans came up, but Chen Yang was still spinning around in the secret room, brain cells committing suicide in droves.

"Is there a bug in this game?" Chen Yang was devastated from playing.

Chao Jian took off the mask and put it aside, and many eyes focused on him. He opened the disposable chopsticks without paying attention, and the first step was to remove a bunch of coriander on the vermicelli.

The second step is to pick the peanuts, and put them in a pile in the corner.

Remove the unpalatable ones, put the delicious ones first, and eat slowly at the end.

Chen Yang's will died in the secret room, and he missed Chao Jian's childlike nature. He pressed the phone key to control the villain to lie dead in the secret room.

"Where can the key be hidden? I've searched everywhere I can. I can't think of any other possibility except a bug."

Chao Jian said slowly: "I found the key within five seconds."

Chen Yang: "..."

"It seems that I have an ugly face." Chen Yang said.

Chao Jian frowned: "Stupid is stupid, don't throw the blame on your face."

Chen Yang was stunned, and asked out of curiosity, "In your eyes, am I ugly?"

Chao Jane bowed her head and ate the fans.

After waiting for a while but not getting an answer, Chen Yang knew that this topic was cut in half, so he curled his lips, probably too.

For this boy, the whole world is ugly, how could he be an exception.

Teacher Chao will not directly tell the key hiding place, but just tell the stupid students that there are no bugs in the game, it is your brain that has them.

Chen Yang lay on the table. There was no bug, which meant that his escape was blocked. He lost his laziness and excuses, and searched again with the mentality of life and death.

It didn't take long this time to pass the customs.

There was a large bouquet of roses on the desk, and Chen Yang ordered them right away when he first started playing, but missed the curled leaves.

The medicine spoon is hidden inside.

Very compact.

Sure enough, whether it's a game or a mission world, the planners like to play with everyone's fixed thinking and hide clues in places that are easy to ignore.

Chen Yang opened the door of the secret room, and what greeted him was a new secret room, like a matryoshka doll. He looked around from the perspective of a villain: "How many levels will it take to end?"

Chao Jian: "Seventeen Passes."

Chen Yang silently put the phone in front of him.

excuse me.

Chao Jian ate the bowl of duck blood vermicelli very slowly. He ate one by one, and he had to wait a while before eating the next one.

Not to mention the people in the store, Chen Yang was a little blind.

"You eat like this, when the sun goes down, we're still here."

Chao Jian put down her chopsticks: "Pack it up."

Chen Yang: "..."

He whispered, "Are you unable to eat, or are you reluctant to eat?"

no respond.

Chen Yang has nothing to do with this partner who is as old as his sister, he doesn't answer very everyday topics, it's too difficult to figure out.

The unfinished portion of duck blood fans was finally taken out of the shop and brought back to the car.

Chen Yang unscrewed the mineral water and drank a couple of sips. Chen Xishuang was wiped out, along with the card in the dormitory drawer. His obsession was to let his grandparents enjoy their old age peacefully.

What should we do now?

Chen Yang thought about his savings, and a boy's voice sounded in his ear.

"How much?" he asked.

When Chen Yang was questioned, Chen Xishuang only said that there was a sum of money in the card that he had saved from part-time jobs, but did not say how much.

Chao Jian said, "20, is that enough?"

"..." Chen Yang pressed his eyebrows, "I'm afraid that the old man won't want [-] yuan."

"It's so strange that we two strangers gave them money, and we wouldn't dare to accept it."

Not every old person is a bad person who grows old and likes to take advantage.

How unsteady it is to receive a windfall, and if you are worried, you might end up with a heart attack because of it.

"Let's go and talk about it." Chao Jian threw him something.

Chen Yang looked down and saw that it was a black card. He blurted out, "No limit?"

"Don't think about it, the password is 012322." Chao Jian lifted the lid of the disposable lunch box and continued to eat his fans.

Chen Yang looked outside through the car window, saw an ATM not far away, and said, "I'll go and withdraw 3 yuan."

Chao Jian bit off the fans: "Take [-], and keep the remaining [-] at home."

"What are you doing at home?" Chen Yang said puzzled, "The living expenses are all paid with the mobile phone."

Chao Jian said, "No flowers, put them in the drawer."

"..."

Town house?Chen Yang couldn't understand the young man's thoughts, the money didn't belong to him, so he didn't get entangled in this matter.

After a while, Chen Yang looked at the cash machine, the large string of numbers made him dizzy, as a commoner, he had never seen so much money.

Even though it is just a number, it is enough to make his world view explode.

Is this different from unlimited?

It's not all the amount that can't be spent in a few lifetimes.

Chen Yang waited in front of the cash machine for a long time before moving. When he withdrew the money and came out, he had the illusion that the whole world was going to hurt me.

Once back in the car, Chen Yang returned the card to Chao Jian.

"Let it go to you." Chao Jian threw it back, casually as if throwing a piece of paper.

The card fell on Chen Yang's lap, and he carefully picked it up with both hands, letting it return to where it came from: "Farewell, you should keep it yourself."

"You can only work next year, and you will eat dirt in the second half of the year?"

Chen Yang: "..."

"My living expenses." Chao Jian stuffed the card into his pocket, "This topic is over, don't talk about it anymore."

Chen Yang had no choice but to give up.

"Let's drive." Chao Jian scooped up the duck's blood, "It won't affect me."

Chen Yang glanced at the boy who was carrying a disposable lunch box, and made sure that he left without bragging.

Qingcheng is a rare comprehensive city, which is not only suitable for the hard-working people to shine, but also for the Buddhist family to paddle here.

The rhythm of life seems to be divided into two parts, one part is tight, the other part is idle, and the two make up Qingcheng.

Although the housing prices here are a bit higher than they were three or four years ago, they are much more benevolent in other cities.

Chen Yang followed the navigation all the way, feeling all the way, Qingcheng extends in all directions, the roads are wide and flat, the visual effect is very good, this is his hometown, he was born and raised here, grown up, from wanton publicity to decadent and lonely, self-defeating, numb Boring, and then start again.

Everything happens in this city.

Even though in Chen Yang's heart now, it no longer feels the same to him as before, and now there is a strangeness in the familiarity of it, he still hopes that what he is worried about will not happen.

Not long after Chen Yang got on the expressway, classmate Chao finally finished eating the duck blood vermicelli. He also succeeded in getting the spicy taste, and he was hungry as expected.

Chao Jian tied the bag in a knot and let out a long breath: "It's not delicious."

Chen Yang suspected that he heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

Chao Jian's complexion was a little ugly, as if someone owed him [-] million yuan: "The vermicelli is not tasty, the duck blood is not tender, the peanuts are not crispy, and the soup is not good."

There was a question mark on Chen Yang's head.

Then eat it for a long time without leaving a drop?

"Everyone has their own taste. I really think it's delicious. You don't have to eat it if you don't like it." Chen Yang said.

Chao Jian peeled two milk slices and put them in her mouth, biting them loudly: "It's shameful to waste."

Chen Yang: "..."

Fart, do you eat leftovers less frequently?

During the journey of two or three hours, Chen Yang originally planned to hold on, so he stopped and stopped.

As a result, Chaojian felt sick to her stomach from eating vermicelli and had to rest.

"Let's go inside for a while." Chen Yang parked the car, and skillfully helped Chao Jian out of the car, "I'll have something to eat by the way."

Chao Jian adjusted the crutches, looked up at the rest station, and frowned slightly.

"Let's go." He leaned on crutches.

Chen Yang stopped on the spot for a few seconds before catching up with Chao Jian. The shadow of the train station was too great. When he saw a rest stop with a similar structure, he felt for a moment that it was going to become a rest stop in the mission world.

There are many cars outside, but there are people inside.

Chen Yang took Chao Jian to the cafeteria. He was walking, and when he realized something was wrong, he stretched his hand into his pocket.

A hand was touched.

The owner of the hand is a little yellow hair, he raised his hands like a frightened little rabbit.

Chen Yang looked at his phone that was half pulled out.

The little yellow hair said seriously: "Brother, I saw that your phone was about to fall out, so I wanted to call you, but my hand is faster than my mouth, and this is the scene that is easily misunderstood."

"My mother said that you should help others when you are out of the house." He bowed at ninety degrees, straightened his chest and shouted, "Brother, please believe me!"

"..."

Chen Yang gave him a quick look.

The little yellow hair swished away and disappeared.

Chen Yang and Chao Jian were resting in the dining room, while Little Huang Mao was playing non-stop.

"Damn, you didn't see it, that phone is so good, it's absolutely customized, and it's so cool to use."

A few buddies knocked melon seeds and drank beer.

"But you didn't succeed."

"Caught in the face, blushing?"

"Shy shy."

The little yellow hair spat out a mouthful of old blood, and he exaggeratedly squeezed towards the boss: "Brother Dong, Pineapple and the others are so scary, please let me feel a little manly!"

Xiangdong lay on his arms, and his voice was muddy: "The claws are not in control again? Chop it up."

"Here, the knife is here."

Pineapple threw over a nail clipper.

Xiao Huangmao crossed his hands and stuffed it into the creaking hole: "No, I just want to touch that phone, I don't think about anything else, I swear on my 20-year virgin body!"

Brothers, you look at me, and I look at you.

"Is being a virgin worth a lot?"

"It's all over the place."

"If you want to send someone away, you can't send it out."

"..."

Xiang Dong yelled angrily: "It's fucking noisy, whoever compares it again, I asked him to write a paper!"

Everyone immediately quieted down.

It's scary, the boss's painting style is getting more and more confusing, is the paper something they can write?They didn't know those two words.

"Damn it."

Xiangdong raised a dead face from his arms.

Little Huangmao was startled: "Brother Dong, why do you look so bad?"

"Yeah, that's bad."

"Hypoglycemia or endocrine disorders? Brother Dong, tell me about the symptoms, and I'll go online to find bloggers for consultation."

"It's not the blogger's turn. I recently read some Chinese medicine books and asked me to check Dongge's pulse. It was fine just now, why now..."

Xiang Dong glared at them murderously, what the hell just now, I came back from a narrow escape.

Now that the train station and the rest station have entered, what other stations are there?Gas station?Recycle station?

Lao Tzu is dead.

Xiang Dongsheng lay back on his stomach without love.

Xiao Huangmao and the others whispered to each other, then silently shrank to the side.

Brother Dong seems to have had a big uncle this year.

From time to time, it comes when you say it, and it is very fierce.

The few people were quiet for a while, and then started to mock the little yellow hair again. It was so fucking embarrassing to be caught on the spot.

"The man didn't beat you, according to my analysis, either the Virgin is alive, or..."

Little Huangmao leaned his head together: "How do you say?"

"It's love at first sight for you."

"..."

Pineapple slumped on the chair: "I'm so curious, is the owner of the phone still at the rest stop?"

The little yellow hair said: "I don't know. When I met them, they seemed to be going to the cafeteria."

"It must still be there, brothers, let's go, let's go and see what an awesome mobile phone looks like with an awesome person."

"He's very handsome, tall and thin, his head shape is a bit like our boss's, but it's one size fits all, one round size, and his face is very refreshing. It's just like the book said, and it's like a spring breeze overnight."

Little Huang Mao's knowledge has almost bottomed out, he smacked his lips, and trembled when he thought of something.

"Brothers, it's better not to go. That person has an accomplice. I suspect that when I first approached, the other party noticed it. I kept silent to let that person find out by himself. Do you know what I mean? Man, that's it!"

"What kind of world is this, a man on crutches actually has that aura..."

The one who was lying on his stomach jumped up to the east, rushed to Xiao Huangmao in a few strides, grabbed his collar and lifted him up: "What the hell?"

The little yellow-haired demented face: "Huh?"

"What?"

"Crutches, crutches, metal ones." Little Huang Mao said quickly.

Xiang Dong didn't want to hear this, and when he heard it, he was furious, as if his ancestor's grave had been dug, he panted heavily: "Which cafeteria?"

"The biggest one at the rest stop."

Xiang Dong threw the little yellow hair back on the chair, turned around and walked outside: "Don't follow me!"

Fengli and the others stopped in place.

"What's wrong with Brother Dong? Is it his enemy who is on crutches?"

"Those with broken legs can't beat Brother Dong, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, let's continue cracking melon seeds."

Chen Yang had just ordered a meal, but before he could take a bite, the breath of Xiang Dong's mad dog rushed into his nostrils, and his temples twitched wildly.

There was commotion at the door, Chen Yang covered his face with his hands.

Chao Jian said coldly: "Eat yours."

Chen Yang took a piece of potato and ate it, the sticky taste stuck in his throat, his appetite was greatly affected by the next episode.

Xiangdong has a tall and handsome face, and once he came in, he ignited the atmosphere that had finally calmed down again.

He looked around the restaurant and easily found his target. It was Chen Baicai and the one with the broken leg that Xiao Huangmao met. What a fucking coincidence.

The luck of these two people is really fucking good.

When I came here, I entered the rest station of the mission world. The two of them didn't enter, so they ate.

Xiangdong scraped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, snorted unhappily, straightened his collar, and walked over with his long legs shaking.

"Hey, I'm eating." Xiang Dong put his hands in his pockets and leaned back on the chair next to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang swallowed the beef in his mouth: "It's you."

"Yes, it's Lao Tzu." Xiang Dong looked at Chao Jian's crutches as he spoke, with a conditioned reflex in his eyes, "Dude, I haven't seen you in half a month. It's unfortunate that you still have a broken leg."

With earphones plugged into Jian's ears, she glanced at him expressionlessly.

Damn it, it's this ghostly look in his eyes, I have had nightmares for several days in a row, wanting to step on Xiangdong.

Chen Yang felt blood and anger from Xiang Dong, he frowned and said, "Don't look for trouble."

"I don't like to hear your words." Xiang Dong said hypocritically, "We haven't seen each other for half a month since KFC let you go last time. Do you know the concept? Three autumns, half a month, 15 multiplied by three, 45 autumns."

"45."

Chen Yang ate the scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the plate: "No wonder your hair is gray."

This move caught Xiangdong off guard.

One day when he looked in the mirror, he suddenly found that his temples on both sides had turned a little white. He thought that he was in his prime, but it was all because of his mission that he was so vain.

Xiang Dong went to the barber shop in a fit of rage and dyed his hair white. Now he has started to take medicine to nourish the heart, brain and kidney.

"Should there be a follow-up to the incident at KFC?" Xiang Dong paused, muttering, "It's evil when I think about it, I'm not an idiot, why did I let you slip away..."

Chen Yang put down his chopsticks: "Why are you here?"

Seeing that Chen Yang's complexion was very bad, Xiangdong twitched his lips and put away his cynical posture a little: "Come out and play."

Then he said something amazing: "This is connected to the mission world, I just escaped."

Chen Yang took a deep breath, the rest stop was really the same as the train station.

This is the legendary sixth sense?

Xiang Dong pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette case, held it between his fingers and played with it: "What about you, did you enter the mission world after the train station?"

Chen Yang said, "I entered yesterday."

"Yes, I am comforted."

Xiangdong squeezed one leg between the two chairs and sat down sideways: "Come on, let's have a chat."

Chen Yang briefly talked about the tasks of Laoji Village.

"Pervert." Xiang Dong clicked his tongue, revealing the rules of the rest stop in a courteous manner.

Even if it's useless, you still have to listen to the other party's mission.

Chen Yang remembered that when he was at the train station, Xiang Dong said that it was his fourth mission, so now he has completed five.

He looked at Xiang Dong carefully twice as if he had reacquainted himself with Xiang Dong.

Xiang Dong raised eyebrows and raised eyebrows: "What kind of eyes are you looking at? I have survived every mission with real guns and live ammunition."

Chen Yang suddenly said involuntarily: "I have a notebook."

After he finished speaking, he came to his senses. He didn't understand why he had to tell Xiang Dong about this.

Just trust Chao Jian.

Why is Xiangdong now in his safe zone?

"Huh? Notebook? Is it for me?" Xiang Dong shook his legs, "I'm so embarrassed."

"Okay, no."

Chen Yang opened the backpack. Apart from some supplies, there were two notebooks inside. One was given by Xiangyue, a nurse in the rehabilitation center, and the other was given by Wang Kuanyou. He took out the latter's notebook.

After listening to the story in the notebook, Xiang Dong touched his chin: "It's interesting."

He asked Chen Yang for a pen, and neatly wrote down his five tasks in the notebook. He didn't look through other people's parts, so he wasn't interested.

Chen Yang looked at what Xiang Dong had written. The handwriting was like seeing a dog's paw in the wind. He didn't know anyone, so he had to guess. He paused when he closed the notebook: "Sign it."

"Who took the lead, the sense of ritual is very strong." Xiang Dong jokingly took the notebook and pen, and wrote a line at the end of his page.

——The most invincible handsome man in the world.

Chen Yang was leaving without much food, and Xiang Dong would not let this opportunity pass.

"Leave a WeChat message." Xiang Dong motioned Chen Yang to look at the one on crutches, "It's different now, I can't do anything to you."

Chen Yang looked at Xiang Dong for a few seconds, and added WeChat to him.

Xiangdong's goal has been achieved, people are refreshed on happy occasions, and the fatigue brought about by the task world is swept away. He kicked Chaojian's crutches in vain.

"This leg has been disabled, it's not a problem."

Xiang Dong's IQ suddenly rose, he turned his head and asked Chen Yang: "You did the mission yesterday, where is this one? He went in with you?"

Chen Yang's eyelids twitched.

"I wanted to ask last time," Xiang Dong leaned into Chen Yang's ear and said, "How did you become a partner with him? Did you meet in the mission world first and then bump into each other in the real world, or the other way around? of?"

If it's the other way around, the nature will change.

As for the regular teammate, Xiangdong is so interested. He doesn't expect his partner to help him, he just wants to have an acquaintance to talk to when he dies one day.

Before Chen Yang could speak, a person suddenly rushed over from behind. He noticed the changes around him, and stepped aside in time.

At the same time, he swung towards Jane's crutch, followed by Xiangdong's fist.

That person met Xiangdong. He was one of the survivors in the mission at the rest stop just now. He was an old man among the elderly. He had gone through seven missions. He was skinny and even worse than a painter.

"You fucking court death." Xiang Dong kicked him away.

The man had a face that had been eroded by drugs all the year round, like a monster, he stood up from the ground with his head bleeding, and ignored Xiang Dong, just staring at Chen Yang, as if he wanted to swallow him alive .

The next second, as if he had discovered something, the man stretched out his neck like a giraffe and sniffed Chao Jian, breathing comfortably in his throat.

Chao Jian is another crutch.

The man was knocked down to the ground, his body convulsed a few times, and he struggled to crawl towards Jane.

"smell……"

"Give me... the taste..."

Xiang Dong was puzzled: "Fuck, what are you doing!"

Seeing more and more people gathered around, Chen Yang picked up Chao Jian and left.

"Wait for me." Xiangdong followed with strides.

"Give way! Let everything go!"

A woman rushed into the restaurant and complained to the people on the ground: "What are you doing, suddenly lost your temper, and suddenly pushed away the bodyguards to come here, how can I take you to see a doctor like this..."

The man grabbed the woman's trouser legs and pointed to the outside of the restaurant: "The smell on him...incense..."

"What and what, you get up first, who broke your head? Come on!"

"Don't worry about this!" The man yelled nervously, "Go to that man on crutches, stop him, don't let him go, go—"

The mental trauma left by the mission world is healed.