ID number 019

The sound of "Kang Bang Bang" was very loud and clear, as if in Chen Yang's tent, he could even hear the rubbing sound of the bones being chopped open and the blade embedded.

Chen Yang was lying on his back, his neck felt cold for a while, he rubbed his head, the palms of his hands were sweating.

This movement cannot be made by chopping on the sand.

in the shed?

Who was led out of the tent?Or is it that the female ghost is chopping bones when no one is out?

Reproduce the scene of murder and chopping corpses?

The magnetic field in the bathing place is very strange, the sound is so loud, but Chen Yang can't smell a bit of blood. In a sense, this tent seems to be another space.

Chen Yang's breathing stopped for an instant, and the "kuang kuang" sound disappeared.

It was quiet outside.

Chen Yang began to count, and when he counted to more than 9000 seconds, the deep darkness outside the tent was no longer thick, and light seeped out.

less than three hours.

Chen Yang's heart was very heavy. During the first dark night, he counted a lot of dumplings and sheep in the tent, and fell asleep in a daze. Then there was the sound of digging sand, that sound It lasted for a long time before a twilight appeared outside.

The second night was shortened.

The days and nights of this bath are squeezing, deforming.

They must complete the task and leave before it completely collapses.

After sunrise, everyone left the tent and immediately confirmed the number of people.

Nine people, all in, all fine.

In the sun, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, with tired faces, dark circles, bloodshot eyes, crumpled clothes, and the smell of sand and sweat in the hair.

The image is a mess.

Chen Yang fished the sleeves of the dirty pajamas up to his elbows, and when he went up a little, he slid down. He couldn't use his hands well, so he asked his partner to help.

Chao Jian leaned on crutches, lowered her head, frowned and rolled up his sleeves impatiently.

Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, Chen Yang said, "You all heard the voice, right?"

The surrounding atmosphere immediately changed.

Chen Yang said: "At first, I thought it was not easy to work hard on the beach, and it should have been chopped in a shed."

"Then I thought, the bathing place is not a normal bathing place, and the beach is certainly not an ordinary beach, maybe it is in front of our tent..."

He Xiangrui's scream interrupted Chen Yang.

"Don't go into details, Mr. Chen, just finish it." He retched, his eyes were red, and his face was blue.

Chen Yang didn't go any further, he scanned all the tents, and the people around him changed again.

When lying in it, there is no consciousness.

Why does the position of the tent change?

what's the hint...

A sigh came from behind, and Wen Qing approached with a bag in his hands: "Coach He, your idea is completely wrong, what do you mean by finishing? Are we having a literary exchange meeting? The rest depends on sense?"

He Xiangrui's face turned blue and red.

"I just want to talk, to communicate." Wen Qing shook his head and smacked his lips, like an old father who hated iron and steel, "How many people have died, and they are still not enlightened. I have to wait until I die and become a ghost, and take out my regrets." Qing's intestines howling?"

Everyone: "..."

The bag in Wen Qing's hand shook towards Zhao Yuan: "School grass, you set an example."

At the end, he laughed again: "Your brother is waiting."

Zhao Yuan and Chen Yang looked at each other, he straightened up and cleared his hoarse throat.

"Bang bang, it sounded creepy, and I felt like my skull was being chopped into pieces."

Zhao Yuan was cold from head to toe: "There are quite a few of us, and no one has ever gone out, so it means that the ghost in the red skirt did it."

He didn't hesitate to throw out his own ideas: "Could it be that the headless male ghost showed us the way during the day, and when we took the shovel, the female ghost ran away and chopped off his head?"

"Hmm... well..." Wen Qing rubbed his chin ponderingly, "It's possible."

Zhao Yuan: "..." Can you be more perfunctory?

"The school grass is always so serious." Wen Qing patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly, "He is a good baby who works hard and thinks well."

Zhao Yuan staggered, and it still rhymed? !

Wen Qing shook the big bag in his hand, and circled it boringly: "Is there no one to offer any more opinions? There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, even if they hear the same voice , the senses will be different.”

Zhang Jinyang clasped his hands in front of his body, pointed at Zhao Yuanna with his fingers under his arms: "I agree with what he said."

Wen Qing suddenly realized: "We are neighbors."

Zhang Jinyang didn't understand: "What?"

Wen Qing said: "I pretend to be aggressive, you pretend to be cool, this is not what the neighbor is."

Zhang Jinyang's face was pitch black.

Chen Yang's sleeves haven't been rolled up yet, and his partner is stroking the folds. After stroking for a long time, he stopped and said, "The fabric is full of sweat, it's limp, and it can't be smoothed, so let it be."

Chao Jian: "Don't disturb me."

Chen looked up at the boy's chin with a short layer of stubble. A day in the bathing place is not a real day, and a night is not a real night. This has an advantage.

Only for teenagers.

Every time Chen Yang gave him a pill before sunset, the interval between day and night was shortened, which was a good thing for him.

"I stuffed paper in my ears." He Xiangrui sat on the ground and said this.

Zhao Yuan stared: "Have you stuffed paper?"

He Xiangrui took out two small balls of paper from his pocket: "I thought there was no problem, but it didn't work. I can hear clearly as well. This is terrible."

"This is the mission world, not the real world." Zhao Yuan said, "If you compare the real world with this one, it's not comparable at all."

He Xiangrui also knows this truth, he is just a ball of paper stuffed with a fluke mentality.

"The real world is better, there are no ghosts."

"Who said that when someone dies, there will be ghosts, but we haven't seen them yet."

Zhao Yuan refuted He Xiangrui's point of view: "Everyone who has seen it must have been scared to death."

Wen Qing said apologetically: "School grass, I can't stand with you on this matter. I agree with Coach He."

Zhao Yuan couldn't believe it when he heard the news and went to see Wen Qing. It's true or not. This guy doesn't look like a materialist in any way. Can he agree with He Xiangrui's worldview?

Wen Qing smiled evilly at Zhao Yuan: "Do you want me to repeat it?"

Zhao Yuan waved his arms crossed, no need, thank you!

He Xiangrui supported the sand and got up: "I want to ask a question, are the ghosts in the mission world omnipotent?"

Other people's attention was focused, and they seemed to care about this problem.

"Not."

Wen Qing flicked the coin: "The rule of ghosts and ghosts is not to do whatever you want. It kills people and does things. Everything is inseparable from our mission."

He put the head of the chicken coop towards Chen Yang: "Really, handsome guy?"

Chen Yang: "Yes."

The two sleeves are finally rolled up.

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief one second ago, but the next second one of his sleeves was put down by the young man and rolled up again.

"..."

Everyone chatted for a while, Wen Qing went to the dressing room as usual, and the others brought tools one by one, and dragged their heavy feet to dig out the right arm of the female corpse.

Fortunately, the hole dug before was not filled, otherwise they would have to dig again.

Chen Yang dug for a while and said he was going to the bathroom.

The photographer told Chen Yang to pee on the beach, don't run back and forth, that's what he did himself, it's convenient and easy.

Besides, everyone is male, so don't worry about it.

"No, my stomach hurts." After Chen Yang finished speaking, he thought it might be the stomach, rubbed it with his hands, and pulled Chao Jian to the men's room.

They didn't go far, and there were two more people behind them.

One is Zhang Jinyang. He is used to getting up and squatting once every morning. When he comes here, the rhythm is all messed up. He will take this opportunity to clean up.

The other is Feng Chu.

Four people entered the toilet, Zhang Jinyang squatted in the pit alone, and the other three were at the urinal.

The order of the three is Chao Jian, Chen Yang, and Feng Chu.

As soon as she stood up, Chao Jian went to the other side of Chen Yang without saying a word, and the positions became Chen Yang, Chao Jian, and Feng Chu.

Chen Yang pulled down his pajama pants, and glanced at Jane motionlessly from the corner of his eyes: "Aren't you peeing?"

Chao Jian's tone was cold and violent: "What do you care about me?"

Chen Yang was choked for no reason. It seemed that he didn't drink much water and his urge to urinate was not strong. He whispered: "Don't force yourself, tell me later if you have something, and I'll come with you."

Feng Chu's voice sounded from the other side of Chaojian: "Mr. Chen, don't you have a stomachache, why don't you go into the cubicle?"

"I didn't feel it when I came in." Seeing that his palms and knees were covered with plastic bags, Chen Yang said, "It's not good for the wound if you keep covering them in such a hot day. Unpack the bag."

Feng Chu didn't care too much: "A little injury."

Chen Yang wanted to ask again, but Feng Chu quickly said, "Mr. Chen, do you trust me?"

After a pause for a few seconds, Chen Yang subtly asked without answering, "Then you really didn't hear our shouts the night before?"

Feng Chu lowered his eyes: "Yes."

"As soon as I fall asleep, I will fall into a deep sleep, and I don't feel any movement around me." He pursed his lips, "Mr. Chen, let me tell you the truth, I didn't hear the bang bang bang bang you said in the morning last night." .”

Chen Yang stared at the boy through Chaojian, trying to judge the truth from his small details.

"This is the first time I've heard of your situation."

Feng Chu smiled bitterly: "So no one believes it."

"And the wet sand, I know you also suspect that I'm lying, but that's what I stepped on in the shallows before sunset."

Chen Yang observed his expression: "You know the reason for everyone's suspicion."

"Yes, it stands to reason that the sand should be dry."

Feng Chu's delicate eyebrows twitched lightly: "I can't explain it, I don't even know why it's still wet."

"I can only say that I won't go out knowing that I can't leave the tent at night, and I won't do that." He said softly, "I want to live. I haven't finished my freshman year yet, and my life has just begun."

Just as Chen Yang was about to speak, the sound of flushing water came from the cubicle, and his thoughts were completely disturbed.

"Wow—"

"squeak"

The door of the compartment opened from the inside, Zhang Jinyang rushed out of the pit, and went to the sink to wash his hands refreshed.

Realizing where this is, Zhang Jinyang stopped turning the faucet, and he decided to go out and wash with mineral water.

Chen Yang asked casually: "Mr. Zhang, did you drop your ID number in the toilet?"

Zhang Jinyang touched his pocket nervously, and it was still there. He took out the white card and wiped it with his scarred hand: "Such a ghost, it looks really scary."

"You'll get used to thinking about it." Chen Yang naturally asked Feng Chu along this topic: "Where's yours?"

Feng Chu fiddled with the plastic bag on his palm and said, "I put it away too."

Zhang Jinyang left the toilet, Chen Yang took the opportunity to set Feng Chu's words, and asked him, as the only person outside Qingcheng, what is his ID number.

Same as you, seven figures, Feng Chu said.

海边

Zhao Yuan was digging the sand, and he had an intuition that he was about to dig the right arm of the female corpse.

"Let's hurry up, the small sign of the locker may not be hanging on the right arm, if not, we have to dig her left arm."

He Xiangrui said disheveledly: "The brain knows to be fast, but the hands can't keep up."

Zhao Yuan looked at his muscular body: "You are so big."

He Xiangrui went down with a shovel: "I haven't slept for two days."

"The two days here are not really two days. I saw the top and it was only one day." Zhao Yuan caught a glimpse of something inadvertently, and was dumbfounded, "Then what?"

He Xiangrui followed his direction to look at the sea: "It seems that there is someone..."

"Ah!" He Xiangrui screamed emotionally, "It's really a person, someone is in the sea!

Both Qingfeng and the photographer stopped what they were doing, and turned their heads to look at the sea.

"How can there be anyone, isn't it just us here?"

Zhao Yuan calmed down and stood up. He walked a few steps towards the beach, and when he saw something, his eyes widened: "Small, Daoist?"

He Xiangrui dodged Qingfeng beside him with a terrified expression.

The same goes for photographers.

Qingfeng wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, his complexion was very bad.

In the sea not far away, there is a person who looks exactly like Qingfeng fluttering, it is unknown when it appeared.

The photographer secretly looked behind Qingfeng, and He Xiangrui and Zhao Yuan also looked over.

There are shadows.

The three breathed a sigh of relief.

He Xiangrui swallowed his saliva: "How can ghosts come out during the day?"

Zhao Yuan looked at the figure in the sea, and a dense layer of goose bumps appeared on his back: "New rules."

"Ability evolved?"

The photographer said: "He is trying to lure us into the sea."

As soon as the words fell, a hoarse cry came from the sea: "Help! Help... Help——"

"Qingfeng" was struggling non-stop, and his two arms swiped indiscriminately.

He was pushed by the waves, farther and farther away from the shore.

"Depend on!"

Zhang Jinyang, who ran over, cursed, his face livid.

"You scared us." He Xiangrui complained and punched him in the chest.

Zhang Jinyang didn't care about He Xiangrui, he stared at the situation in the sea with everyone.

The people in the sea choked on the sea water.

"Help... cough... cough cough... help..."

"Help me! Save..."

The cry of crying and hastily calling for help became weaker and weaker, the movement of the hands became smaller and smaller, and the black head floating on the sea slowly sank.

out of sight.

The sea returned to calm.

He Xiangrui's body aroused a chill: "It's just like the real thing..."

"Yes."

A murmur sounded in his ear, and He Xiangrui subconsciously turned his face to look.

Qingfeng's neck hung down as if his bones had been chopped off, and his head swung around.

His face was black and blue, and his pupils were dilated.

ghost!

This is what a ghost pretends to be!

He Xiangrui didn't even scream, he just rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.

Zhao Yuan tremblingly dragged He Xiangrui, Zhang Jinyang carried the limp photographer, and the group ran like crazy.

When Chen Yang tried to get the key information from Feng Chu, the chaotic footsteps of "patta patta" came from far to near, accompanied by Zhao Yuan howling like a pig.

"Brother! Big Brother! Ghost! Ghost!"

Zhao Yuan broke open the toilet door and came in. Before he could stand still, he left the unconscious He Xiangrui and rushed to Chen Yang, big beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Chen Yang asked: "What happened?"

Zhang Jinyang, who followed closely behind, looked at the photographer.

less personal.

"Where's Qingfeng?"

Zhao Yuan, Zhang Jinyang, and the cameraman's gasping voices froze at the same time.

Knowing something from their expressions, Chen Yang looked at Zhao Yuan.

"Ghost... Qingfeng... Haili...dead..." Zhao Yuan said these few words intermittently, his teeth chattering, and he almost died of fright.

There is no ghost in Xiao Yindao's mission, this is the first time he has seen it.

Chen Yang wanted to ask the photographer, but Wen Qing's voice sounded outside: "That's what happened."

Wen Qing walked in at a leisurely pace, her clean attire was in sharp contrast with the others.

He who does not dig sand has a white face.

Wen Qing talked about the whole process.

Before Chen Yang could speak, Zhao Yuan exploded: "How do you know?"

Wen Qing said, "I'm looking for food in the shed."

Zhao Yuan choked: "Then you also know that the ones in the sea are..."

The other six people in the toilet each reacted.

He Xiangrui was still in a coma, Feng Chu was in a state of grief and disbelief, Zhang Jinyang and the photographer looked at Wen Qing, they were waiting for each other's answer.

Chao Jian leaned on crutches and stood beside Chen Yang, neither of them paid attention to Wen Qing.

One is indifferent, and the other is knowing that Wen Qing will not answer well.

Sure enough, Chen Yang heard Wen Qingxie say with a smile: "Is there any difference if you know it or not?"

"You look at me like this, do you think I know the one on the shore is fake, and I should remind you to save the real one in the sea? You..."

Wen Qing glanced at Zhao Yuan who participated in the accident, the photographer, Zhang Jinyang, and He Xiangrui who was awake but did not dare to face the reality, and paused playfully: "Help?"

There was an oppressive silence in the toilet.

No one clapped their chests and said loudly, of course they would!

This is the world of missions, and they have to protect themselves first, and then help others.

The sea is very dangerous, it is likely to be a taboo, they dare not violate it, dare not enter the water.

Wen Qing was right.

Even though they knew that the sea was the breeze, no one came to save him.

It cannot be saved.

It will only make them feel guilt, powerlessness... and despair in advance.

Zhao Yuan, who asked that question, kicked the door vigorously. The violence could not make him fully vent. He squatted down with his head in his arms, and wept bitterly with his throat choked.

This movement startled He Xiangrui who was pretending to be in a coma. He changed from lying down to leaning against the wall. He didn't care about the dirty water on his sportswear, so he started crying along with Zhao Yuan.

"Someone went out last night, and that person is Qingfeng." Zhang Jinyang finished speaking calmly, and asked Chen Yang not confident enough, "Really?"

Chen Yang: "It should be."

It wasn't him that morning.

Zhang Jinyang asked again: "Who is the first to get out of the tent today?"

Seeing him keep looking at Jane, Wen Qing groaned and raised her hand: "Hey, here, I'm second."

Zhang Jinyang said: "Then when you come out..."

Wen Qing waited impatiently for him to finish, and gave the answer directly: "Qingfeng, he is outside."

Zhang Jinyang got the result and kept silent.

The ghost can't enter the tent at night, it's always outside, pretending to be the first to come out.

He Xiangrui sobbed and said, "How can ghosts have shadows?"

"Stupid, the sunrise and sunset are fake." Wen Qing tsk-tsk, "Why can't shadows work?"

He Xiangrui hugged himself in despair: "Ghosts not only have the ability to lure people out of the tent, but also have the ability to impersonate one of us, so how do we tell the real from the fake?"

Wen Qing thought for a while, and said seriously: "Feel it with your heart."

Everyone: "..."

Chen Yang pulled Chao Jian to go outside, when He Xiangrui suddenly yelled in horror: "That's not right!"

"Qingfeng can swim!"

He Xiangrui opened his eyes wide: "He can swim!"

Chen Yang's figure stopped suddenly, yes, on the first day he asked everyone if they could swim, except for him and Chao Jian, everyone else said yes.

At a time like this, no one would lie with a swollen face to pretend to be fat.

Qingfeng can swim.

"Why can't he swim up? The position isn't that deep," He Xiangrui's face trembled. "The ghost is on the shore, not in the sea, so it's impossible to hold his feet."

He Xiangrui stretched out his hand to catch Chen Yang, and a cold light hit him. His thick hand bent and changed to grabbing his right hand with his left hand: "The ghost you said can't harm people casually, even if there are other lonely ghosts in the sea, they can't harm him." Right."

Zhao Yuan, behind Chen Yang on the left, thought of something: "I know."

"what?"

"I know why he can't swim up."

Zhao Yuan buried his tear-stained face in his palms, and said in a hoarse voice, "He has a fever, is ill, and is physically exhausted."

So he couldn't swim up.

He would drown in the sea, in front of his teammates.

Everyone shuddered.

The ghost knew them all, it was always with them.

He Xiangrui cried bitterly: "Is it a taboo that I would be the next one?"

The photographer was stimulated by He Xiangrui's words, and he said with an ugly expression: "We are all saved."

Zhang Jinyang didn't speak to Zhao Yuan.

"What are you doing so heavy? Those who didn't know thought you were going to the execution ground."

Wen Qing touched the back of Shun Tie's head: "That's not a taboo. The moment the Taoist leader left the tent, he was doomed to die. Maybe he was already dead when he was asking for help in the sea, and he just died again."

"The ghost's arrangement is to let us face the ugliness and darkness in our hearts, and look directly at human nature and evil tastes."

"The old trick of the rules."

After Wen Qing's words, the atmosphere not only did not relax, but became more dull.

Chen Yang said, "Let's all go out."

He Xiangrui didn't dare: "The ghost is still outside, can we not go out?"

Chen Yang didn't do the communication work, Wen Qing did it for him: "The whole bathing place is the territory of that ghost, where can you hide?"

He Xiangrui was blocked to death.

Chen Yang's thoughts were divided into two parts, one part revolved around the progress of the task, and the other part was related to Feng Chu.

"Li Mao, why didn't you stop him? Is this the time to be distracted? No, it's a big taboo to not be able to do two things with one mind." Wen Qing ran to Chao Jian, pouted like an old lady .

Chao Jian turned a deaf ear to it.

Wen Qing said: "Indulge, pamper, I understand."

With a wave of the crutch in Jian's hand, Wen Qing immediately flashed a foot away.

Chen Yang didn't notice what was going on between the two of them, and didn't care about them. He just asked Wen Qing to come over and order: "You said you saw a woman opening a cabinet with a sign hanging on her hand, right?"

Wen Qing shook his head and sighed: "Handsome guy, why did you just remember to ask me now?"

The corner of Chen Yang's mouth twitched, couldn't he just say it by himself?His brain capacity is limited, so he can take care of everything.

Forget it, this guy is playing games, and he doesn't agree with them.

"Isn't it?" Chen Yang stared at Wen Qing, and he prayed in his heart that it must be the right hand, otherwise they would have to dig out the left arm.

Wen Qing smiled: "Yes."

Chen Yang said to the others who were intentionally standing beside him: "You heard it too, hurry up and dig."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Qing slipped away.

"Why does he always act alone?" He Xiangrui said puzzled, "Shouldn't he stay with everyone, how scary it is to be alone."

"People are different from people." Zhao Yuan's full stomach was summed up in five words.

Chen Yang was hanging on the tail of the team, and he whispered to Chao Jian: "Do you think I'm wasting energy by asking about Feng Chu?"

"Feng Chu not only involves the entire mission background, but he also has two unreasonable things in this mission. I haven't found any flaws yet, and I will observe and observe later."

A thought popped into Chen Yang's mind, and he couldn't move his feet: "Did he die the night before?"

Seeing Chen Yang stop, Chao Jian put back the crutches he raised.

Chen Yang looked at Feng Chu in the crowd, and he said to himself: "If this is the case, then Feng Chu's irrationality in this task can make sense."

That night, not only Zhong Ming, but also Feng Chu was lured out of the tent by the ghost. He went to the shallows, got wet sand on his feet, and then returned to the tent.

He was dead then, but he didn't know it.

Chen Yang didn't wait for his partner's response for a long time, he moved his gaze away from Feng Chu's back, and moved to the other side's profile.

Chao Jian: "No."

Chen Yang was stunned: "No?"

isn't it?Chen Yang's gaze returned to Feng Chu.

Layers of waves came up, hit the sand by the shoal, and all retreated back to the sea.

Under the scorching sun, everything was shrouded in a golden halo.

The scenery is really beautiful, and the people who stay here are really going crazy.

The group was tired from digging, so they replenished water and food for a short time.

Chen Yang took the water that Chao Jian had opened for him, and poured half of the bottle into his mouth before stopping. He wiped the water stains on his chin, and suddenly asked, "How long will it take for a drowned body to float to the surface?" Come?"

"uncertain."

Zhao Yuan has entered this knowledge area, and he actively answered Chen Yang: "Those who drown first sink and then float. The length of the time period depends on the temperature and the individual's physical condition. In reality, it is usually within a week."

Chen Yang said: "Then it's too fast here..."

"What is too fast?"

Chen Yang pointed behind him.

Zhao Yuan and the others knew what was there, but they couldn't help but looked over.

A dead body floats in the sea.

It is the breeze.

His chest was up, bigger and whiter.

It looks like it has been soaked for a long time.

Everyone is a little suffocated.

He Xiangrui said tremblingly: "No, no, you won't be floating up, will you?"

Zhang Jinyang swears: "Don't look!"

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, dig the sand, let's dig quickly, we can go back after we find the clues and complete the task." He Xiangrui grabbed the shovel with shaking hands, and started digging indiscriminately.

From time to time, Chen Yang paid attention to the floating corpse on the sea, and found that it had drifted away.

out of sight.

Only then did Chen Yang's tense back recover, and he asked Chao Jianjian to take a milk tablet, relying on the taste of milk to make himself feel alive.

The photographer diagonally opposite was eating dried beans. When he came in, he was carrying a large camouflage travel bag, which contained enough food.

The dried tofu tasted very fragrant, and no one asked him for it. He really didn't have the appetite or thought.

The photographer himself was also numb after eating, he gnawed off one piece hastily, and passed the rest to Chen Yang, who could suck a single milk piece for a long time, and had a better mentality than them all.

Chen Yang glanced at the dried bean curd with thick marinade, he didn't really want to eat it, so he asked Chao Jian if he wanted to eat it.

Chao Jian: "Don't eat."

Chen Yang then refused the photographer: "We won't eat, thank you."

Photographers are not surprised.

Everyone dug up the right arm of the female corpse. There was an obvious cut in the skeleton, and there was something next to that part, which was exactly what they were looking for.

The rubber band has melted away, leaving only a thumb-sized sign.

He Xiangrui said: "This thing has been buried in the sand until now, can it still be swept out?"

"Dude, didn't I tell you, don't put the common sense of the real world in the task world." Zhao Yuan rubbed his sore arms and legs, and patted the sand off the back of Chen Yang's clothes, "Brother, go change now room?"

"Go now." Chen Yang grabbed Chao Jian and got up.

A group of people dropped sand while walking, and they entered the women's changing room as fast as they could.

Wen Qing squatted on the bench, resting her chin on her hands, like a good child, staring at Chen Yang... the small sign in her hand.

It was quiet in the locker room.

Everyone can hear their own heartbeat and breathing.

The little finger of Chen Yang's right hand was hooked to Chaojian's cane, and the small signboard of 335 was held in his left hand. He walked slowly to the machine in the middle of the locker, and shook the small signboard.

"despair"

The cabinet door opened.