Forces of Temptation

Shen Jie expressed satisfaction with the result.

"Cubic Ark" is a completely rookie team.

Newcomers have weaknesses, and they are likely to have weak observation skills and flustered problems, but there is no need to worry about them daring to hide their secrets.

No matter what they found, they were sure to say it obediently.

Moreover, "sleeping" is the task with the longest time span, so it is troublesome no matter how you think about it.

Now that someone has come out to take care of this trouble, that is of course the best.

Jiang Fang put away the cards one by one and watched everyone disperse to search for clues and find out the situation in the room.

Nan Zhou looked at his hands and asked, "How did you do it?"

Jiang Fang smiled and said, "Secret."

After the lottery was drawn, there was only half an hour left before zero, and there was not much time for them to explore.

There isn't much room to explore in this apartment, though.

There is a big pot of monstera on the balcony.

The living room is connected to the dining room, a beautiful floral tablecloth is drawn on the table, there is still water in the vase, and a small bunch of roses are growing.

Nan Zhou leaned on the window sill of the living room with the screen window half open, and looked down.

Down there is no earth, up there is only the moon.

Between the sky and the earth, only the moon and this family still have a harmonious light.

There are no neighbors, no upstairs and downstairs.

This house is like a 100-square-meter isolated island floating in the moonlight.

The decoration in the master bedroom is quite warm, with a large bed, bedside tables, floor lamps, wardrobes, a projector on the bedside, and a separate toilet.

The second bedroom has been converted into a study and game room. There is a well-equipped all-in-one computer, a small sofa, a single spring bed, and a shelf of books. It seems that you can easily spend a whole day here.

The second bedroom is a place for "playing games". As for the children's room, it is likely to be the main venue for this game.

The children's room is more than 20 square meters, and there is a single bed with a blue car as the base.

The mattress is quite soft and comfortable.

When the lights in the children's room are turned off, a starry night light will start to operate, casting deep and shallow reflections of the galaxy on the wall.

"Xiao Ming"'s schoolbag and several books are placed on the children's special lifting desk.

Because the task has not started, "Xiao Ming"'s schoolbag cannot be opened, and the homework piled up in the corner of the desk seems to be glued together with 502, which is inseparable from the desktop.

After briefly checking the children's room and another bathroom next to the children's room, Jiang Fang came to the kitchen.

The refrigerator at home can be opened, and there is enough rice, flour, grain and oil in the kitchen cabinet for seven days.

After counting the knives, he turned around and found Nan Zhou standing at the door of the kitchen, staring at him intently.

Jiang Fang said, "Let me take a look at your mission location."

Nan Zhou was still thinking about that question: "...how did you do it?"

Jiang Fang smiled calmly, and when he walked past him generously, he left a word: "Guess."

Everything in the house is normal and clean.

It seems that the people in this family just went on a trip.

After a simple search, everyone reunited in the living room.

At this time, everyone had the same question at the same time:

The game tasks are all about "Xiao Ming", but where are "Xiao Ming's" parents?

However, the game is about to start, and there is not much time for them to focus on it.

This night, Jiang Fang of course had to follow the instructions to sleep in the children's room.

Nanzhou and Li Yinhang chose the second bedroom, and the "downwind" chose the living room.

"The master bedroom is the largest, so Lawyer Yu can live there." The thin monkey deliberately glanced at his legs, and said in a strange way, "Respect the disabled."

Yu Tuisi was not angry either, and bowed politely: "Thank you very much."

At this time, there are still 15 minutes before zero o'clock.

Yu Tuisi was pushed into the master bedroom by Chen Sufeng.

The "Shunfeng" team began the internal information exchange in a corner of the living room.

Nan Zhou, Jiang Fang, and Li Yinhang gathered in the children's room.

Li Yinhang handed his mobile phone to Jiang Fang worriedly: "Here, put it here. My mobile phone has a lock screen camera function, maybe I can record something."

Jiang Fang picked it up in a gentlemanly manner and put it on the head of the bed: "Thank you."

It was the first time to participate in a mission, Li Yinhang couldn't say anything, and wanted to remind Jiang Fang to pay attention to safety, but he realized that the words were quite useless, so he had to swallow them obediently.

Sensing that Nan Zhou was standing at the door, she seemed to have something to say to Jiang Fang, so she stood up consciously: "I'll find a bed and quilt on the floor, you two talk."

She understands not to easily join a conversation that she doesn't understand.

To save others from wasting time in order to take care of their IQ.

After Li Yinhang left, Nan Zhou came to the bedside.

His curiosity was about to explode: "...you tell me how you did it."

Jiang Fang lowered his head and smiled half softly and half slyly.

...caught a curious cat.

When he raised his eyes again, they were full of sincerity.

He took the deck of cards out of his pocket and counted the top eight.

It is still A to 8 of hearts.

Jiang Fang clasped the face of the cards with both hands, spread out the 8 cards for Nan Zhou to see, and put them together again.

He started cutting cards as before.

But this time, he was cutting surprisingly fast.

And only with one hand.

It took Nan Zhou some effort to see clearly that he divided the cards into two stacks with a single index finger, staggered the lower stack from the upper stack, and quickly used his ingenuity to intertwine and fuse the two stacks of cards.

After cutting at such high speed for about 10 seconds, Jiang Fang stopped his hand suddenly, and a card flew out, and when it landed, it kept the face up accurately.

2 of Hearts.

Jiang Fang looked directly at Nan Zhou, leaned over to pick up the card, and in front of him, scratched the pattern on the back of the card with his fingertips.

After returning the 2 of hearts to the card order, he continued to shuffle the cards quickly.

But this time, he started to explain.

When Jiang Fang lowered his voice to speak, his voice was as gentle and pleasant as new wine:

"The 8 of Hearts stands for 'sleeping late' and is the last thing most normal people want to draw."

"Naping is relatively better. Sleeping at night, under the action of the biological clock, it is difficult to fully maintain a clear mind and make reasonable defenses in time, and there will be various unimaginable threats, such as dreams."

"You should still remember that last time I shuffled the cards much slower than this time."

"You may not be able to remember the positions of all the cards, but it will not be difficult to concentrate all your energy on remembering the position of one card and not touching it."

"So, everyone just avoided the card I wanted."

Jiang Fang stopped his hands, and at the same time, looked away from Nan Zhou's face, and randomly drew from the cards in his hand——

Unbiased, it happens to be the 8 of hearts that represents "sleep".

Nanzhou: "Why did you choose the 8 of Hearts?"

Jiang Fang blinked his eyes lightly, and told the truth: "Because this task is difficult, I don't feel comfortable entrusting it to others."

Nan Zhou said "Oh", and was not surprised by the answer: "Then why did you imply that I would draw 2 of Hearts? Why would I get the Joker card?"

Jiang Fang's answer was on his lips.

...Because the "cooking" represented by the heart 2 is relatively the most controllable variable among all tasks.

To put it more simply, he didn't want Nan Zhou to take risks.

But Jiang Fang was really not good at it, and he didn't like things like "confiding the truth".

He changed the subject: "What's the last card you want to draw?"

Nan Zhou didn't hesitate: "Heart 2, cook."

Jiang Fang almost lost the cards in his hand: "..."

Jiang Fang: "...why?"

Nan Zhou: "Because I don't like cooking."

Jiang Fang: "..."

He put his hands on his knees and muffled a laugh, not knowing whether he was laughing at others or himself.

...and did the self-righteous thing again.

Jiang Fang skipped the first question Nan Zhou asked.

He held the completely shuffled cards in the palm of his right hand, pushed away the first card with slight scratches on the back with his thumb, pressed the corner of the second card with his tail finger, and flicked it lightly— —

The card flipped on the spot, jumping from the back to the front.

It is the red Joker with a smiling face, the king of jokers.

Jiang Fang flicked one hand quickly.

When the Joker card fell to the ground, the edge of the cuff of his snow-white sweater tipped, and another 2 of Hearts with scratches on the back slipped out.

Heart 2 perfectly replaces Joker's position and fits perfectly.

Jiang Fang gave the answer to the second question: "Because I took out nine cards from the beginning."

Nan Zhou was stunned, and said softly: "Ah——"

Jiang Fang picked up the fallen cards, tidied up the whole deck, and handed them all to Nan Zhou: "Let's play for you. Study it carefully."

Nan Zhou took the cards, said "uh", turned around and was about to leave.

After taking two steps, he stood still again.

Nan Zhou turned around and said to Jiang Fang coldly and bluntly, "Don't be in a bad mood. I know that you want to be nice to me."

Jiang Fang's fingertips resting on the side of the bed curled up, and even the place where his heart was hit was lightly hit, trembling and numb.

A smile appeared on his face again, he put his hands on his chest, and bowed gently to Nan Zhou: "Thank you. I have been comforted."

Nan Zhou nodded: "Be careful. Don't die."

Jiang Fang smiled and said, "See you tomorrow at eight o'clock."

Nan Zhou falsely closed the door of the children's room for him, and put the cards into his pocket at the same time.

His thumb unconsciously caressed around the card.

On that deck of poker, there was still the warmth of Jiang Fang's palm.

……

In the master bedroom.

Yu Tuisi took out the gold-rimmed glasses from his pocket, hung his wrists, and wiped them with a soft glasses cloth.

Chen Sufeng half-kneeled in front of him, pressed his knee, held his calf with one hand, raised it in an arc, and gently massaged it.

"That Ms. Li has been looking in the direction of Nan Zhou." Yu Tuisi analyzed to himself, "In their team, she is relatively the highest level, but she is not the backbone."

"So, if Mr. Nan and Mr. Jiang have any opinions, they can listen carefully, and Ms. Li doesn't need to waste too much time."

Chen Sufeng: "No."

"'Shunfeng' they seem to want command power. Don't argue with them easily, otherwise it will only affect our mission." Yu Tuisi said, "Do what you should do, and don't do unnecessary things."

Chen Sufeng's voice was muffled: "Understood."

After being silent for a while, he still couldn't help raising his head, and said rather dissatisfied: "You...don't always treat me like a child. I can still see many things."

Yu Tuisi was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, I've talked too much."

He put his hand on Chen Sufeng's head, and his fingertips slid down a little, and landed on Chen Sufeng's ear which was very similar to that person.

His fingers circled around the outline of Chen Sufeng's ears: "...If the system can let your brother come back, I can relax."

Chen Sufeng's ears were itchy from playing with him.Just as he was about to speak, he heard a slight tinkle from the filament above his head, and then it went out.

The living room light from under the crack of the door also disappeared.

Chen Sufeng held Yu Tuisi's calf, but before he could react, he asked, "The switch has tripped?"

"It's mission time."

Yu Tuisi let out a low "shh", and put his arm skillfully on Chen Sufeng's shoulder: "Carry me to the bed."

At zero o'clock, the game officially begins.

In the living room, the three of them were lying down individually, but none of them dared to fall asleep.

The giant monstera looks like a crouching figure in the dark.

Three or four clothes drying racks without hanging clothes were hung on the lifting clothes drying pole, and were blown by the night wind outside the half-opened screen window, making a tinkling sound like wind chimes.

At this time, any small sound, any movement, seemed terrifying and abnormal.

They didn't even dare to turn over, for fear that the sound of the springs in the sofa would attract secret prying eyes.

In the second bedroom, Li Yinhang was also tense.

She lay on the soft floor and thought wildly, thinking that if she wanted to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, she should solve it on the spot or go out desperately.

But soon, her cautious thinking was interrupted by a strange noise.

...Nan Zhou on the bed didn't hold the cards he was playing, and lost his face.

……

Jiang Fang lay alone on his back on the car-shaped children's bed, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and closed his eyes.

He didn't seem to care what kind of environment he was in, and soon fell into a deep sleep after undoing the scorpion braid.

The night light cast cosmic light spots on the wall, and it also moved and turned on the tip of Jiang Fang's nose and lips, like a gentle caress and touch.

Answer, answer, answer.

The little duck cartoon clock by the bed has gone all the way to two o'clock.

When the hour hand was steadily pointing to "2", Jiang Fang's mobile phone, which was laying flat beside his pillow and turned on the recording and video recording, suddenly lit up.

The standby screen is a group photo of Li Yinhang and his roommate.

On the top of the phone screen, system prompts are being repeatedly swiped out——

"Recognizing faces."

"Unrecognized successfully. Double-tap the screen to try again."

"Recognizing faces."

"Unrecognized successfully, double-tap the screen to try again."

The screen turned on and off, turned off and on again, reflecting half of Jiang Fang's face in alternating light and dark.

And he lay in the dark, sleepless.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Fang, who was trying to flirt with his wife, encountered Nanzhou straight ball x1, and the effect was outstanding