When cannon fodder becomes a sand sculpture

The other party moved too fast, Wen Shuang didn't even see who it was, the surrounding air was bursting, but there was an evil fire rushing from the heart and lungs to the limbs, Wen Shuang quickly gave himself a smooth flow, worried that he would be pissed to death at a young age, He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. As expected, there was no signal.

Wen Shuang laughed back in anger, then raised a middle finger towards the sky.

He was born in a scholarly family in his previous life, and he was well-bred and orderly since childhood, but recently he has scolded all the swear words in this life.

Wen Shuang was talking in his heart, let alone, he felt much more comfortable after scolding, and his anger subsided, and he felt the coldness. When he came down, he was wearing a shirt. Wen Shuang scanned around and found in the corner Wen Shuang put on a few dusty work clothes, and then put them on first, and then studied the buttons at the door. There were no prompts on them, but Wen Shuang tried them one by one, especially the ones in the middle. The red button, the mobile phone still has no signal, he sniffed, thinking that the whole company will usher in the first inspection at around seven o'clock, and he will definitely be found by that time at the latest.

For almost three hours, Wen Shuang rubbed her hands, "Xindao thief, God, you have the ability to kill me!"

God must have heard his call, and he cooled down again in a very face-saving manner. Half an hour later, Wenshuang's eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost and snow. He huddled in the corner closest to the door, his limbs were stiff, and only a cloud of heat remained in his heart. .

"Where's the person?" Xuan Zhe frowned slightly when he saw Cao Nanyu coming in with a dazed expression.

"Mr. Xuan, I can't get in touch with Wen Shuang." Cao Nanyu was also very confused: "The Propaganda Department said that he didn't take anything. He went downstairs around four o'clock and never came up again."

Xuan Zhe keenly sensed that something was wrong, and made a decisive decision: "Tune the monitoring."

Quan Yi's surveillance covers a wide area. Xuanzhe was standing in the surveillance room, and the staff did not dare to make a sound. They saw Wen Shuang get on the elevator on the left and reappeared on the negative floor. The negative floor was due to a structural problem. , the cold storage on the left can only be installed every third warehouse, and after Wen Shuang walked past the first camera, the second surveillance never caught his figure again.

Xuan Zhe's eyes were cold, and he thought of many possibilities in an instant. He turned around and strode away, followed by a crowd of people.

Two of the three cold storage rooms separated by the monitoring room were locked.

Xuanzhe didn't talk nonsense: "Open it."

The staff in charge of this area immediately stepped forward to unlock and input, no wonder Wenshuang, the password of the cold storage is changed every day, once it is locked, it can only be opened from the outside, and the red alarm system he pressed will not accept it at all.

There seemed to be some movement, Wen Shuang opened his eyelids with difficulty, and he raised a hand to pat the gate with great effort, and after only one pat, the whole person fell outward.

The door opened.

Wen Shuang thought that it would be nice to have a warm hug with the ground, rather than being frozen into an ice sculpture inside.

Before falling to the ground, Xuanzhe stepped forward quickly and caught him.

Wen Shuang seemed to have frozen even the strands of his hair, and his whole body was filled with a biting chill. He raised his head subconsciously, rubbing his cheek against Xuan Zhe's chin, and even Xuan Zhe trembled slightly.

"You're here..." Wen Shuang's brain was almost cracked by frost, and he couldn't think normally. When his rationality went offline, his instinct would occupy all his mind. In Wen Shuang's view, Xuan Zhe is the only one worthwhile since he came to this world. Believe and rely on, his three simple words, but suddenly disturbed Xuanzhe's mind.

Xuanzhe took off his coat with a sullen face, wrapped Wenshuang around him, got up and looked at the staff member.

The staff was also frightened, why did they go to the cold storage room?Also, the temperature during the period is generally maintained at minus three or four degrees. Why does the sign on the door show minus fifteen degrees?The temperature can only be controlled from the outside after closing the valve. In other words, it is impossible for Wen Shuang to shut himself in and then lower the temperature. Thinking carefully, it is very frightening. It is very likely that someone will target him, and the staff will be disgraced, "President Xuan Don't worry, I will investigate thoroughly!"

Wenshuang must have kept his mouth shut in front of other people, but Xuanzhe was different. His throat hurt and he made a small voice, "Someone pushed me."

"En." Xuanzhe responded, and strode away with the man in his arms.

After the extreme cold, Wen Shuang seemed to have been thrown into a charcoal basin. The high temperature wished that his skin would be burned to ashes. Angrily reprimanded: "Don't move!"

It sounded familiar, but Wen Shuang was a little more obedient. He had a high fever and held that hand for the first time, only feeling that it was cold and comfortable, and then he didn't let go of anything.

The opponent struggled a few times, but also stopped.

Xuanzhe let him catch him, rang the bedside bell and waited for the doctors and nurses to come in and give Wenshuang a new injection. Cao Nanyu followed in, without looking sideways, not daring to look at this "beautiful" picture, his eyes were clean and he would never touch human fireworks Boss!

"The physique is relatively poor, but it is better to be young. This time, after leaving the hospital, it will be enough to take care of it." The doctor buried the needle and left after a few words of advice.

"Mr. Xuan." Cao Nanyu said in a low voice after everyone had left: "All the monitoring was called, and about 5 minutes after Wen Shuang was locked, a vague figure was captured at the corner of the monitoring on the right exit, but there was only a small part of it. , the other party should be familiar with the blind spot of monitoring, and the speed is very fast."

"Understood." Xuan Zhe's expression remained unchanged. When he asked Cao Nanyu to investigate, he was ready for the "headless unsolved case". Enmity", one time is not guaranteed, there is no second time, as long as the person dares, Xuanzhe will definitely find him.

But this little thing... Xuan Zhe looked sideways at Wen Shuang, and as he got to know him better, he began to wonder if the soul under the skin had changed. Why was his style of acting so different from before?

Cao Nanyu: "..." Is Mr. Xuan so worried about Wen Shuang's illness?Look at that look, so focused!

Woo woo woo, hit it.

If Xuanzhe knew what Cao Nanyu was thinking at the moment, he would definitely kick him out of the ward.

Wen Shuang really woke up two days later. His bones seemed to be smashed and reassembled. After a high fever, he felt like a pool of rotten meat. He opened his mouth, and first burst into a cough. Wen Shuang took two deep breaths to his lips, everything in front of him swayed, and finally fixed on Fang Su's concerned face, "Sister Fang..." Wen Shuang shouted.

Fang Su hurriedly said, "I am here."

When Wen Shuang woke up completely, Fang Su said one thing. It was true that she had sent that WeChat message, but Fang Su himself had no memory at all. To be precise, his memory of that period was completely blank. Hearing that Wen Shuang was hospitalized in the evening, he found that WeChat message when he checked his phone to ask about the situation, and then checked the time, Fang Su was a little dazed.

Obviously, Wen Shuang wanted to go to the underground garage only after seeing this wechat.

Fang Su kept apologizing, but it could only be attributed to the fact that he was dizzy and sent the wrong message for a while. Wen Shuang smiled and said it was all right. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that it was not Fang Su's intention, nor was it any coincidence, it was just simple. Shan—he was targeted by the world.

There must be an unknown force controlling the development of the plot. Wen Shuang has avoided too much lightning recently, and the other party is not happy.

That's okay, Wen Shuang curled his lips, he must try his best to avoid them one by one, as cannon fodder?Be a cannon fodder for a hammer!