ID number 019

Chen Yang almost gave in to Chao Jian, trying not to provoke him as much as possible, this time he was angry, so he took out a plastic bag and threw it over.

I regretted throwing it away.

Why should you be angry with a patient who has a disease and wants to take medicine but can't.

When Chao Jian stared at her fiercely, Chen Yang held his breath, and at that moment he thought of many first aid measures.

Use softness to overcome rigidity, use violence to control violence, run away first, anyway, he can't catch up with me and so on.

However, Chen Yang is a giant in ideals, but a dwarf in action. None of his measures are useful, he just looked up at Chao Jian.

Chen Yang didn't know what kind of eyes he had.

A few seconds later, a crack appeared in the tyranny and tension in the shed.

After two or three seconds, a large area was shattered.

Chen Yang stared blankly at the plastic bag in front of him.

This sharp turn, the reincarnation of death, the direction of another village...

The boy took the initiative to take a step back.

Chen Yang wouldn't act like a dead man, but still insisted on this matter. He also silently took back the plastic bag as if nothing had happened, and quickly paved the steps: "I know you can't control your emotions."

Chao Jian came down the steps, and a vague and heavy syllable came out of her nose: "Mmm."

This conflict came and went in a hurry, and the two protagonists fell silent at the same time.

Chen Yang's heart was sticky, full of sweat, he was a little scared, the boy didn't get sick continuously, it happened from time to time, and only broke out when he couldn't control it.

At that moment, the boy seemed to be a different person, but he was still him.

will not become an independent personality.

Chen Yang pondered that this was the reason why the young man received treatment for a long time. Even if the medicine was temporarily stopped, the situation did not completely collapse.

Multiple personality disorder is complex.

Chen Yang originally thought it was a kind of mental disorder, but after searching online, he found out that it was not, not exactly.

It is not purely mental illness, nor is it a psychological problem.

Chen Yang's gaze fell on the young man's cold white fingers. He is not a doctor, nor has he studied the relevant knowledge in depth, so what he thinks and does is very limited.

"Do you want some water?" Chen Yang said.

Shaking his head slightly at Jane.

"I drink, I'm dying of thirst." Chen Yang said, "Twist the cap for me."

Chao Jian raised her eyelids, the fundus of her eyes were still red, but without the previous coldness, suspicion, gloom, and anger, those emotions sank back to the deep sea for a short time.

Chen Yang raised his hands: "My brother is disabled."

Chao Jian: "..."

Chen Yang held the mineral water in his palm and drank a few big gulps. He slowed down his burning throat, caught a glimpse of He Xiangrui's demented face, and spewed out a sip of water.

"puff--"

The water column soared to the opposite side.

A drop of water fell from the bridge of Chao Jian's high nose and slid across his lips. He stretched out his tongue to lick it off, and looked at Chen Yang expressionlessly.

Chen Yang put on a look like he just saw it: "I found out that you have lip beads."

Chao Jane sneered.

The trick of changing the subject was unsuccessful, Chen Yang immediately changed his approach: "I apologize for what happened just now."

He gestured to Jane to look at He Xiangrui: "I just wanted to laugh before I could hold back."

Chao Jian ignored the others, he pointed to the clothes: "It's wet."

"The sea breeze is strong, and the sun is so dry, it will dry quickly." Chen Yang said.

Chao Jian said calmly, "I don't know?"

Chen Yang: "...Then you are?"

He glanced at the half bottle of water on the small table, and said tentatively, "You want to spray it back?"

Chao Jian said coolly, "I'm three years old?"

The corners of Chen Yang's mouth twitched. Coincidentally, I also want to ask you this question.

How the hell is this going to end?

Chen Yang raised his forehead, if he accidentally sprayed it on his younger sister while drinking water, the younger sister would make trouble with him...

Chen Yangfu walked around mentally, and quickly wiped off the water stains on Chao Jian's clothes: "Okay, it's ok, the water has been wiped off."

"Perfunctory."

Chao Jian tensed his back muscles and tilted his head back, his throat moved, and when he sensed something, his head tilted.

He Xiangrui and Zhao Yuan on the beach not far away retracted their necks at the same time.

"Scary." He Xiangrui sweated for himself.

Zhao Yuan pressed He Xiangrui's shoulder, it's not a big deal, brother, what I have experienced is worthy of this word.

"I just said why are you in such a hurry." He Xiangrui patted the sand on his trouser legs, "So that's how it is, that's how it is."

"I really didn't expect to be abused after I came here. My life is really miserable."

Zhao Yuan: "..."

He pulled He Xiangrui up, and pinched the opponent's sturdy biceps twice, it was so hard that his hand hurt: "Let's go, dig the sand."

"Shall we go and see Feng Chu?" Zhao Yuan glanced at the rock on the left.

He Xiangrui's face was full of resistance: "Farewell."

Zhao Yuan observed Feng Chu while walking, he sat quietly on a rock, facing the sea, his dirty gray shirt and black hair were messed up by the wind, looking thin and fragile.

No wonder they were wary, it was because Feng Chu didn't give a reasonable explanation.

Zhao Yuan kicked the sand and walked forward. Isn't Feng Chu surprised?Also, he has become a different type in the team, he will panic, right?

He seemed to have neither of those responses.

Could it be that he knows something and cannot reveal it?

Chen Yang was also looking at Feng Chu, but what he was thinking about was the wet sand in the other's tent.

The answer Feng Chu gave was that he stepped on it before sunset yesterday.

Even if the time from sunset to sunrise is not really as long as one night, it will not be too short, so how can it be undone.

But if Feng Chuye was lured to the shallows, how could he still be alive?

He is special?

Chen looked up at Feng Chu and was distracted, so he had to find a chance to chat with him.

His leg was knocked, Chen Yang followed his partner who turned around on crutches: "Where are you going?"

Chao Jian said: "The ticket office."

"Haven't we already looked for it?" Chen Yang's face was roughened by the sea breeze, and he said puzzled, "There is no 335 there."

Looking at Jane, he said, "There are other brands, take them to the locker room."

Chen Yang's figure suddenly trembled, that's right, you can open other storage cabinets according to the small sign, maybe you will find something.

How could he ignore such an important link.

Neither did the others.

The small signs are at the ticket office, and they are placed there in piles, which are very conspicuous.

No one said that they were going to open the cabinet, and they all forgot.

Chen Yang turned his head and asked Chao Jian: "You just remembered?"

He asked himself and answered, "Isn't it?"

"Are you waiting for me to figure this out myself?"

The boy stopped.

Chen Yang thought he would answer this question, but he didn't expect him to say irrelevant words, just three words.

"I'm sick," he said.

It took Chen Yang a long time to realize that his emotions had become chaotic again, and it was very hard to suppress them.

You can't say bear with it, it will appear very careless, it may not be consoling, but it will irritate the patient. Chen Yang thought for a while: "Then why don't you take some milk tablets? It's okay to pinch, broken ones Feed me."

Chao Jian's hands on the crutches trembled a little, he lowered his eyes and stood up for a while, then said in a low voice, "You carry me on your back."

"Okay, carry you." Chen Yang looked at his legs, turned around angrily, and bent his legs, "Come up by yourself, I can't catch you."

There was no movement behind him.

Chen Yang turned around: "No more?"

With a sinking on his back, the young man's slender and hot body pressed against him, with a surge of restlessness.

"Hug me." Chen Yang couldn't grab his leg, so he could only use his forearm to support it, "Hug me better, or you'll fall."

Two arms wrapped around Chen Yang's neck, holding a cane in one hand and the other in the right.

After walking for a while, Chen Yang felt like a dehydrated fish, breathing hard: "No, I'm going to be out of breath, please relax."

The breath in the ear was heavy: "Didn't you want me to hug you?"

"It's too tight, brother." Chen Yang said helplessly, "Even if my neck is iron, if you hold it like that, it won't be long before it will be flattened."

Chao Jian cursed in a low voice, and moved her hands away.

Chen Yang carried Chao Jian back to the ticket office, and he took all the small signs in bags.

"Let's go to the women's locker room first, Wen Qing is inside."

Chao Jian leaned on crutches to go to the men's locker room, but Chen Yang had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

Ever since a lock of long hair came out from the sole of the photographer's shoe yesterday, the men's locker room has been avoided by everyone.

Chen Yang held Chao Jian's crutch in his left hand, hooked the bag with his little finger in his right hand, and followed him step by step to the front of the storage cabinet.

Chao Jian pointed to the bench with her crutch: "Pour all the signs on there and set them up."

"There's a..." on the stool

Chen Yang's eyes widened suddenly, it was gone, the hair was gone.

Not a single hair in the crevices of the stool.

Did Wen Qing take it away?It should be him.

Chen Yang thought so in his heart, but his eyes swept under the stool warily.

"clatter"

The crutches tapped the wet ground, accompanied by a cold shout from Chao Jian: "Why are you in a daze, hurry up."

Chen Yang was relieved of his nervousness by the last two words. He walked to the stool and poured the small signs in the bag upside down one by one.

The number is clearly visible, so it is easy to find the corresponding cabinet.

Chao Jian's voice came from behind: "114."

Chen Yang found the small sign, took it to the middle of the storage cabinet and scanned it.

"Drip" sounded.

It was a very common sound, but when it appeared in the silent and gloomy locker room, it sounded extremely creepy.

Chen Yang looked at Chao Jian: "No response."

"despair"

The cabinet is open.

That sudden blow, Chen Yang almost suffocated.

104 is the bottom row. Although it was opened, the door of the cupboard was still closed and did not pop open directly. Chen Yang took a deep breath and walked over there.

what is inside……

In just five or six steps, Chen Yang made up countless scary things in his brain, but when he bent down to open the cabinet and leaned his head over to look, there was nothing inside.

empty.

Chao Jian: "117."

Chen Yang used the number plate to open the cabinet door and looked, but it was also empty.

Next, he reported the number of the cabinets one by one to Jane, and Chen Yang opened them one by one, and they were all empty, all empty.

Until the cabinet of 215 is opened.

There were jigsaw pieces in there, not one piece, but a whole lot.

Not all of them are placed one by one, but several of them are put together.

The owner of the cabinet seemed to be in a hurry to do something, so he stuffed it in without finishing the fight.

Chen Yang didn't intend to try to fight, he quickly put all the pieces into the bag, and when he closed the cabinet door, he stretched out to Jane's crutches, and slammed the door shut.

Chen Yang was startled: "What's wrong?"

Chao Jian put down her crutches: "Nothing."

Chen Yang didn't believe Chao Jian's words, he stepped back and stared at the cabinet door, if he opened the cabinet now, what would he see?

"Hey!"

Suddenly there was a shout from the side.

Chen Yang's heart stopped beating in shock: "Fuck."

He quickly rushed to Wen Qing who was making trouble, and kicked him.

Wen Qing flashed back: "Handsome guy, why have you become so rude, this is wrong, please calm down."

"I fucking..."

Chen Yang scolded half and turned to look at Chao Jian.

He didn't know why he did this either.

"Smoking, swearing, oh, Limao, your partner was chosen, it's not very..."

Before Wen Qing could finish speaking, he was slapped by the crutches and hit the door. He staggered and sat on the bench with stars in his eyes, with the small sign on his buttocks, exaggerated ouch.

"Do you think you did it?" Chen Yang rubbed his heart and said angrily.

Wen Qing stopped groaning, he started to laugh, softly, mixed with a sigh: "It's boring."

Chen Yang: "..." Bored enough to come here to provoke a patient who didn't take his medicine, he is really not afraid of death.

Thinking of something, Chen Yang pointed: "Did you tear off the hair from the stool?"

Wen Qing covered her face and looked up, feeling wronged: "Where, don't stick everything on me, this is my first time here."

Chen Yang looked at the bloodstains on his face, and moved his mouth, whether it was true or not, it was useless to ask.

"Wow, so many pieces." Wen Qing glanced at the bag in Chen Yang's hand, "Can the picture be put together?"

"Even if you can't put it together completely, you can still make a big piece." Chen Yang put away the small signs that you don't need, "Take these to the women's locker room and try, maybe there will be something that matches."

Wen Qing looked frustrated: "I didn't expect to be able to do this, I'm so stupid."

Chen Yang ignored it.

Wen Qing lost interest in acting because no one was in the show. He raised his injured face and smiled with a slanted mouth: "Handsome guy, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level Buddha. Don't ignore me. Just take pity on me and let me work hard."

Chen Yang also laughed, imitating his tone and saying: "Adults are lonely, lonely, we have to learn to have fun in hardship and entertain ourselves."

hipster:"……"

Gee.

Wen Qing leaned close to Chao Jian's ear recklessly, and said in a volume that only he could hear: "You train your partner in the mission world, how hard it is, why don't you just find an outstanding one, which is both efficient and efficient." A lot of variables are avoided."

Chao Jian looked down at him coldly: "None of your business."

Wen Qing shook his head: "Vulgar."

"Isn't it just a partner is not a partner, unrequited love, I understand, youthful feelings are always... Well, hit me again, you have to be civilized, you really can't get it with such violence... Hey, wait for me, I also Go!"

A dozen or twenty cabinets were opened in the women's locker room, all of which were empty and yielded nothing.

Chen Yang simply checked the small signs to make sure he hadn't missed them, a look of unconcealable disappointment appeared on his face.

This result is not acceptable.

Chen Yang looked at Wen Qing suddenly: "Have you ever driven?"

Wen Qing was counting the remaining chewing gum, when she heard this, she replied with a confused expression: "No."

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes: "Really?"

Wen Qing nodded vigorously: "Yes, think about it, if I do that, I will definitely open the men's locker room by the way, and I can leave half for you?"

Chen Yang stopped talking to Wen Qing, he walked up to Chao Jian and whispered something.

"crash"

A series of water sounds came from the rear left, Chen Yang's steady voice trembled, and he followed the sound.

Wen Qing stood under the shower head: "According to the normal routine, there is thick blood in the water pipe, mixed with some blood clots and hair, how come to us, it is just water."

Chen Yang wanted to hit someone.

Wen Qing flushed himself into a drowned chicken, and came back tick-tocking all the way, with thick bangs sticking to his forehead, and he slid all of them to one side: "Aren't you rushing? It's all sweat, it stinks."

Before Wen Qingshun's bangs, Chen Yang saw a small black patch with sharp eyes, it should be a birthmark, he didn't show any curiosity, let alone disgust.

I thought to myself that Wen Qing kept such thick bangs to cover the birthmark.

At the train station, Wen Qing's bangs were oily, and he tied a headband to cover it up.

Since it's so unwelcoming, why don't you think of a way to get rid of it?

Or, he just likes this kind of feeling that is close to masochism...

"Then let us stink to death." Chen Yang said.

Wen Qing's eyes were covered with water, when he heard Chen Yang's words while wiping, his eyelids rolled up, this guy's personality changed a lot from last time.

It seems to be a process of regression.

It's fun.

Chen Yang put the small sign back, he pulled Chao Jian to sit in the shadow in front of the ticket booth, and called everyone's names loudly, telling them to meet here.

Without Feng Chu, he was still sitting on the rock.

Chen Yang asked Zhao Yuan to call Feng Chu over, and Zhao Yuan followed suit without saying anything.

Others have ideas.

"Should I still call him in the meeting?" He Xiangrui's tone was a little aggressive, "It's not necessary."

The photographer tugged at his knotted beard: "I agree with Mr. He's statement."

Qingfeng has a different opinion: "He discovered the clues to the puzzle."

"So what." He Xiangrui's face was oily from the sun, "At that time he had no problem, but now he has."

"Besides, he is just the first one to see that the puzzle is related to the bathing place. Without him, we would have discovered this information, just a little later."

Qingfeng couldn't say no to He Xiangrui, he kicked away the ball that rolled in front of him: "Listen to Mr. Chen."

Chen Yang was flipping through the jigsaw puzzle pieces seriously, he vaguely heard Qingfeng mentioning himself, raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

No one answered.

No one wants to have a serious dispute with him.

Chen Yang saw that everyone didn't answer, so he didn't press the question. He talked about his own business: "I can't do it, you guys have to fight it out."

Zhang Jinyang withdrew first. He said that his knuckles were too thick and too big, and he was afraid that the pieces would be broken accidentally.

Then came He Xiangrui, who had strong limbs and a simple mind, unable to do such meticulous work.

The photographer also refused. In fact, he could try, but when he saw that there were others, he didn't want to get involved.

After Chen Yang finished asking, only Qingfeng came up.

"You fight first." Chen Yang said, "Feng Chu and Zhao Yuan will come back later, they will help you."

Qingfeng didn't listen to what Chen Yang said, he was dazed by a large pile of debris, and felt that he couldn't do anything.

"You don't participate?" Chen Yang glanced at Wen Qing who was lying in the sand.

Wen Qing grabbed sand and threw it on his wet clothes: "We have old players who play puzzles, so I don't need it."

Chen Yang moved the ground and approached Chaojian: "There are hundreds of pieces, I don't know how long it will take."

Chaojian is piled up with sand.

Chen Yang looked at it, there was no graphic, it was purely a pile of blindness, he took out a small shovel from the bag: "Use this."

"Do you want a small bucket? Press a bucket of sand and buckle it backwards. It can be used as a castle."

Chao Jane waved away the piled up sand.

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat, he was still too young, he had only been a brother, not a father, otherwise it wouldn't be so difficult.

"Treat me like a child again."

The young man approached with his upper body, half-closed his eyes and looked at Chen Yang, with a gloomy smile in his voice: "I've said it several times, your left ear goes in and your right ear goes out."

Chen Yangxin said, why did I treat you like a child, haven't you thought about your own reasons?

Every time I think that way, it's when you're childish.

Chen Yang couldn't say this clearly, he sighed, and turned to face the boy: "Don't get so close to me, you are more angry than Zhao Yuan."

Chao Jane's face darkened.

"When I'm carrying you, it's like I'm carrying a stove." Chen Yang was still talking.

Kick him at Jane, not hard: "Shut up."

Chen Yang held back a smile and shook his shoulders: "Then you can continue to pile up sand."

"No more." Chao Jian frowned violently.

Chen Yang said: "If you don't pile it up, don't pile it up. Let's wait for the puzzle to come out."

"The time has stopped, and I don't know what time it is now. The sun is setting too fast to the west." He was worried. "We have to go back to the tent after sunset."

Just as Chao Jian said he would stop piling up sand, he piled up again now, he said flatly: "The speed of the sunset is fast, and the speed of the sunrise is also fast, there is no difference."

Chen Yang thought it was the same, he rubbed a ball of sand with the fingers of his left hand and gave it to Chao Jian.

Chao Jian said with disgust: "It's ugly, don't."

Chen Yang saw the fleeting arc on the young man's lips, he was startled, as if the other party would only smile when he was ill.

When a teenager does not take medicine, not only the antisocial personality traits will be revealed, but also the emotions suppressed by the medicine are the same, they are all expressed in words and deeds a little bit.

Become fresh, real, and ordinary.

When Feng Chu arrived, he would solve the puzzle silently. He was very devoted and fast, rarely stopping to think.

Basically, once you get a piece, you know where to put it.

However, it didn't take long for Feng Chu's expression to change, and so did the other people around him.

Because Feng Chu spelled out an arm.

The upper arm, forearm, and palm, these three parts are not connected together, and are all separated by blank fragments in the middle.

"Broken Corpse..." Two words came out of Zhao Yuan's mouth.

"Fuck, what are you doing!" Zhao Yuan pushed away He Xiangrui who was hugging him tightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He Xiangrui was embarrassed and scared, he moved a little away from the puzzle, "Cut, it's cut into three parts, is it obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Zhao Yuan said, "Maybe."

The photographer on the side suddenly said: "Art."

He stared straight at the arm on the puzzle, and murmured: "It's beautiful."

After speaking, he found that everyone looked at him with weird eyes, he explained: "I look at it from the perspective of photography."

"..." Isn't it also perverted?

Feng Chu continued to put together the puzzle in his hands, and Qingfeng and Zhao Yuan also put together their own pieces.

Chen Yang looked at Feng Chu's spelled arms and red sleeves without saying a word.

He thought of the piece of debris in his tent, which was the same color. At that time, he guessed it was a small red plastic bucket for digging sand, and told Jane that it was a red skirt.

Now it seems that Chao Jian was right.

Both the woman's body and the ghost were in the bathing place, Chen Yang looked around, the back of his head was numb, and he sat down towards Jane.

Chao Jian's elbow was touched by Chen Yang, and the small tower fell down.

He stared at it for a while, then piled it up again.

"I can't figure it out. If you kill someone, just throw it into the sea." Zhao Yuan couldn't help but cast out his doubts, "Why bother to bury it in the sand and chop it up."

Zhang Jinyang scratched his itchy scalp, his dreadlocks were scratched in a mess: "That is to say, the corpse was not broken up here, it was killed elsewhere and broken into many parts, and buried here."

"It's okay to throw it into the sea."

Zhao Yuan threw away the wrong pieces, found the correct ones and put them together: "It's like that in the movies. The place where the corpses are thrown is either the seaside or the mountains. The two places occupy half."

"I have never seen a murderer in a movie bring a corpse to the beach, not to throw it into the sea, but to bury it in the sand."

"Hobby?"

He Xiangrui pouted towards the photographer: "As he said, art."

The photographer raised his face: "Just because I mentioned it like that, it doesn't mean I agree with that kind of behavior."

"No one thinks that way." He Xiangrui said hastily, "Everyone is for the mission, discuss and analyze casually, or...or you try to think about the murderer's mentality from your perspective? Maybe you can..."

The photographer interrupted stiffly: "It can't be done."

He Xiangrui hit a wall, he was embarrassed on the face and cursed in his heart.

The bathroom fell silent.

Wen Qing buried herself in the sand and fell asleep.

Zhang Jinyang and the photographer started to doze off, and He Xiangrui looked around in confusion.

Chao Jian piled sand as if no one was around, the aura around him was very aggressive, no one other than Chen Yang was allowed to approach, no one dared to disturb him.

Chen Yang didn't care about Chao Jian, he was helping to put together a jigsaw puzzle, to see who needed which one, he would find it and hand it over.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Chu, Zhao Yuan, and Qingfeng finished all the pieces.

The background of the puzzle was revealed, not one of the reefs on the left and right, but the entire bathing place.

"Is it gone?" Feng Chu was so excited that there was a fierce light in his eyes.

Chen Yang rummaged through the bag, but couldn't find the missing pieces.

"what."

As soon as Zhao Yuan stopped moving the sand, he quickly dug it down the next second. He shouted excitedly: "Yes, I dug it! There are debris!"

"I found it too." Qingfeng followed closely behind.

He Xiangrui joined in, and he also found the fragments from the sand.

Chen Yang saw that everyone found dozens of jigsaw pieces in this area, and they were all easily dug out, and they were not hidden deep.

He glanced at Wen Qing who was sleeping with his earphones plugged in, his expression was indescribable.

Feng Chu put the pieces together one by one, and the moment they were all put together, the surrounding air froze.

Puzzle features a woman in a red dress lying facing the camera.

The body and limbs are scattered and separated.

no head.

The head is missing seven puzzle pieces.

Everyone knows that the seven fragments are in the bathing place, but the question is, how to find them?

They dug all day yesterday, but they didn't find anything. Today's sun has begun to slant westward, and it feels like it won't be long before sunset.

There is not enough time, and the beach is so big, digging indiscriminately will only consume energy.

Chen Yang groaned for a moment, these pieces of his puzzle were easy to find, as long as he thought of the small sign at the ticket office, he had the guts to do so.

It's not clear where Wen Qing's dozens of yuan came from, and it probably won't be too complicated.

The real trouble is the fragments of the head.

That is the key, and it will be very dangerous. I don't know where each piece is and what it represents.

The current manpower should be properly distributed, and there should be no more waste. Chen Yang waited for a while, but before anyone had an idea, he made up his mind and said, "Well, let's dig out the residual limbs according to the position on the puzzle."

Zhao Yuan pointed to a part of the jigsaw puzzle: "I dug the position of this foot, and found nothing unusual."

Chen Yang said, "It's not deep enough."

"The stump should be buried very low. We all dig one in a hurry, and when it comes out, we dig the next one."

Nobody raised any objections.

Zhao Yuan asked: "Which position should we dig first?"

"The right arm."

Chen Yang shook off the fine sand on the gauze with his fingers: "Maybe there is a small sign of her storage cabinet on it."

"No." He Xiangrui said, "There is nothing on either arm."

Wen Qing, who was lying on the corpse, said slowly: "I'm wearing long sleeves, and my wrists are blocked by the sleeves, mentally retarded."

He Xiangrui: "..."

"Okay, let's hurry up and dig."

Chen Yang stood up, pulled Chao Jian with his hand, and looked at Feng Chu: "Do you have any tools for digging sand?"

Feng Chu froze for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Swap the small ones for big ones, bring a few extra ones, children's ones are not strong."

Chen Yang pulled up the court slip: "I have a wound on my hand, so I can only use my left hand. I don't think I can dig much. It mainly depends on you."

Everyone has an "I understand" look.

At this time, Wen Qing sat up from the sand: "My hand is not hurt, but my heart is hurt. I really hate digging sand, and I feel sick to my stomach. I'm sorry everyone, please forgive me and leave."

After speaking, regardless of everyone's reaction, Shi Shiran left, dropping sand as he walked.

There is also a large wet mark on the buttocks.

Everyone: "..."

There are nine people alive now, one resigns directly, one is not good at hand, and the other is a bomb, only six will not go wrong.

It would be okay if there was a shovel, but there is no bathing place, there are only sand shovels for children, and adults are not very good at it.

I don't know if I can dig something out before sunset today.

Not long after, everyone went to the place where the right arm of the corpse was distributed.

Eight people gathered together, and when the sea breeze blew, the smell of sweat permeated into the nostrils.

Chen Yang found a place for Chao Jian, he helped him to sit down, and handed over a blue shovel: "You dig here."

Chao Jian has long hands, and he can't use his strength to hold the shovel.

"A little digging is a little bit." Chen Yang said, "You must have dug more than me."

Chao Jian scoffed, "Who wants to compare with you?"

"Then compare yourself with yourself."

Chen Yang became more and more proficient at coaxing people, he opened his mouth, and naturally even he himself was a little speechless. He glanced at the boy, wanting to observe the other party's reaction.

"What are you looking at me for?" Chao Jian kept her eyelids closed and her tone was cold.

"...Nothing, let's dig."

Chen Yang squatted and dug for a while, then changed to sitting and digging, then knelt up and dug again. Just when he realized that the sun was about to set, he saw a gray figure.

no head.

The figure stood motionless.

Facing him, his arms were stiff, pointing firmly in one direction.