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Zhou Yan didn't speak.

It wasn't that he thought too well of Lu Chenzhao, but that he actually saw it.

I saw that clean soul that Lu Chenzhao tried so hard to hide, and didn't want others to peek at it.

Lu Chenzhao smiled and stretched out his hand to touch Zhou Yan's wrist exposed outside the left pocket of his coat: "Don't talk, are you reflecting?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yan frowned, "Why should I help you before thinking about it?"

"Don't think about it, it's a good thing for you to help." Lu Chenzhao casually glanced at the investigator's direction, looked at Zhou Yan and said, "Without you, I'm afraid those people will suffer a lot more."

Zhou Yan moved the corner of his mouth in dissatisfaction, and looked up at Lu Chenzhao's eyes: "What about you?"

Understanding Zhou Yan's so obscure worry hidden in his eyes, Lu Chenzhao said softly, "I want to ask if I will be at a disadvantage?"

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes and nodded, with a slightly disgusted expression.

"Zhou Yan, no one in this world can make me suffer except you. But..." Lu Chenzhao grabbed Zhou Yan's hand through the pocket of his coat. Nightmare's hand, "I'm not willing to suffer any loss."

Zhou Yan cast a sharp glance at Lu Chenzhao, thinking that this person probably has nothing to do with seriousness in his life.

Lu Chenzhao just smiled.

Zhou Yan untied the purple ribbon wrapped around the fingers of his left hand, and stuffed the whole bunch of ribbon into Lu Chenzhao's palm: "Remember what you just said."

Lu Chenzhao: "Which sentence?"

Zhou Yan: "You are not that kind of person, and you are not as good as I thought."

Zhou Yan turned around and walked towards the investigators standing in the corridor.

Seeing that Lu Chenzhao was still following him, the investigators who were standing scattered gathered to the other side of the corridor, huddling together near the convalescent rooms 311 and 309.

Team 10088 captain Wen Bing glanced at Long Zexu with a tense expression, then sized up Liu Mian, the captain of Team 666 who wanted to pretend he wasn't here. He pursed his lips and scratched the curly hair on the back of his head, and asked, "Captain Zhou , you came to see us, what's the matter?"

Zhou Yan said coldly: "Have you discussed how to allocate the rooms?"

"Not yet." Wen Bing was having a headache because of this incident, "Everyone thinks that people who live in the 302 convalescent room tonight will die, and no one wants to live in that room."

There are no absolutes in the world, Zhou Yan asked: "Why do you say that?"

Wen Bing turned his head to look at Qiao Yuan of the dare not die team.

The middle-aged woman will only leave after the room where each investigator lives is determined.

In order to provide everyone with the necessary information, before Zhou Yan came to find them, Qiao Yuan whispered to different investigators several times what happened when he came to Mingshan Sanatorium last time.

With the accumulation of experience, Qiao Yuan explained it smoothly to Zhou Yan: "The last time I came to the nursing home, the nursing home provided us with twelve nursing rooms on the second floor, and the door panels of two of them were not painted. Paint. The investigators who lived in those two rooms were the first to die during the mission."

"Later, more and more people died. We couldn't figure out what was going on. We didn't have a clue until we were about to leave. I thought I could give you some experience, but what I didn't expect was..." Qiao Yuan was unwilling, and sighed weakly, "The decoration and furnishings in the convalescent room have changed a lot, and it's completely different from before. I really... have no clue."

"Mingshan Sanatorium has changed so much from the outside to the inside, and the cause of the death of the convalescents may also change." Long Zexu, the captain of the dare not die team, said suddenly, "Some people think that the 302 convalescent room is not as dangerous as before, but , no one dares to take the risk of living in it.”

Zhou Yan: "Draw lots, whoever gets 302 will live in 302 convalescent room."

Long Zexu's eyes widened in surprise, and after recovering, he said, "Why don't the strongest and most experienced people live in 302?"

Long Zexu was one of the investigators who just glanced at Lu Chenzhao. Zhou Yan turned cold and asked directly, "Are you talking about yourself?"

"!!!"

The other investigators were dumbfounded.

They had inquired before accepting the task, Captain Zhou just looked cold, his temper and character are quite good, why did he get into a fight with Long Zexu so bluntly! ?

Long Zexu embarrassingly denied: "Of course not, how could I be the strongest."

Zhou Yan said: "The person with the most experience is you."

This is a fact that all investigators of the four teams know.

Long Zexu's eyes fluttered, and he bravely landed in the direction behind Zhou Yan, and then moved away in fear: "It's not me...the one with the most experience, it's obviously... from your team..."

"Excuse me, my captain and Ning Luan are both on mission for the second time." Lu Chenzhao laughed after finishing speaking, "Is it me who you said has the most experience?"

Long Zexu: "..."

"But..." Lu Chenzhao lazily walked to Zhou Yan's side, took out the black box in the left pocket of Zhou Yan's coat, took it in his hand and threw it a few times, smiling a little creepily, "I'm not human."

Suddenly, the scorching woody fragrance lingering around Lu Chenzhao became thicker, almost filling the entire corridor.

Under the monocle of Lu Chenzhao's left eye, there is a fiery red river faintly, shining dazzlingly under the dim light.

Opposite Lu Chenzhao, all the investigators who had learned the knowledge of investigators' crisis protection immediately understood that it was time for Lu Chenzhao to enter the black box.

If Lu Chenzhao didn't go in immediately, all those who stayed in the corridor would be polluted by him, and life would be worse than death.

All this, neither Zhou Yan who stood beside Lu Chenzhao nor Ning Luan who stood behind Lu Chenzhao and Zhou Yan knew.

"do not move."

Lu Chenzhao made a soft sound, and the investigators who were about to run stood still and did not dare to move.

Lu Chenzhao walked forward step by step, getting closer and closer to Long Zexu.

Long Zexu's hands hidden in his sleeves kept shaking, and his teeth began to chatter: "You...you can talk if you have something to say, don't...don't come here..."

When the distance was close, Lu Chenzhao sneered and raised his hand.

Seeing the red color flowing on Lu Chenzhao's right wrist, Long Zexu suddenly stopped breathing, and was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

Lu Chenzhao lowered his wrist with a smile, and the fiery red river engraved on his wrist appeared in Long Zexu's field of vision again. He was so frightened that he lowered his head, wishing he could smash his whole head into the ground.

Lu Chenzhao looked down at Long Zexu. Although there was a smile on his face and mouth, he looked unhappy and even a little sad: "Go and prepare things, Zhou Yan and I will draw lots."

Before Long Zexu stood up, the investigator standing nearby hurried away.

With his back to Zhou Yan, Lu Chenzhao silently looked at the busy people in front of him, a soft and warm thought came to his mind.

he--

Missing Zhou Yan crazily.

"What are you standing still for?"

Zhou Yan's voice came from behind Lu Chenzhao.

Lu Chenzhao: "Supervisor."

Lu Chenzhao suppressed the urge to pull Zhou Yan in front of him, stuffed his right hand into his coat pocket, and stretched out his clean left hand just looking for the sound, signaling Zhou Yan to take away the black box in his palm.

Zhou Yan guessed roughly what happened: "Lu Chenzhao, it's not been an hour since you left the black box."

Lu Chenzhao smiled lazily: "Well, I scared them to play."

Lu Chenzhao's back was very straight, and his long black hair hung straight behind him. He should have been in a very tall and straight state.

However, Zhou Yan saw a strong, inextricable feeling of depression from Lu Chenzhao.

Zhou Yan casually stuffed the black box back into his pocket, and hastily held Lu Chenzhao's left hand in his hand.

Lu Chenzhao was about to turn around and say something, when he saw someone pushing a coat to the ground in front of him from a distance.

In the hat of the coat, a bunch of white paper balls were stuffed.

Lu Chenzhao stared at the pile of white papers for a moment, then held Zhou Yan's hand and crouched on the ground.

Lu Chenzhao: "Zhou Yan."

Zhou Yan: "Yes."

Lu Chenzhao found the one he wanted in a pile of paper balls, squeezed the paper balls and disappeared into Zhou Yan's field of vision.

Zhou Yan took a ball of paper and stood up, went to the wall and opened it.

He drew 304, a convalescent room with a red-painted door.

Soon, Ning Luan walked to his side with a note: "Captain Zhou, I got the 312 convalescent room with blue paint."

Zhou Yan nodded, and stared coldly at the direction of the other investigators.

Two minutes passed, and all the investigators got their own notes, but no one showed a look of fear.

Chances are, none of them were drawn to room 302.

The convalescent room they will live in has been determined. The investigators went to the middle-aged woman one by one, told her their name and house number, and then took the key of the corresponding convalescent room from her.

A few minutes passed, and the names of the investigators were written on the door panels of the other ten convalescent rooms except 302.

Arranged in the order of the rooms, from 303 to 312, the names written on the painted wooden boards are Qiao Yuan, Zhou Yan, Long Zexu, Xu Zhe, Liu Mian, Wen Bing, Qin Yan, Qi Feng, Shi Mengyu, Ning Luan .

Ning looked at Zhou Yan in a daze: "Captain Zhou, didn't Boss Lu say he was lucky? How could he be the one who got 302?"

"I don't know." With a cold face, Zhou Yan tapped the black box in the left pocket of his coat after a while, and said in a low voice, "Lu Chenzhao, you better not do it on purpose."

Nothing moved in the box.

"It's getting late, you all go back to the recuperation room to rest, and the staff in charge of catering will deliver dinner to your room after a while." The middle-aged woman put away the black signature pen with thick thumbs, and held the wooden pen in both hands. Box said, "Just to remind you, before ten o'clock in the evening, everyone must return to their rooms and cannot stay in other places. Our nursing home turns off the lights at eleven o'clock every night. If you have not fallen asleep after turning off the lights, there will be a Big deal."

The middle-aged woman took a meaningful look at the 302 convalescent room, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

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