Pollutant recycling site

Seeing Zhou Yan put the black box into his pocket, Long Zexu vaguely understood why Zhou Yan targeted him.

Zhou Yan is indeed a lunatic!

He is completely on the side of pollutants.

Even in order to vent out the indescribable pollutants and deal with other investigators.

It's a pity that now is not a good time to expose Zhou Yan, and more importantly, to get rid of his suspicions.

Long Zexu took a few deep breaths, calmed down slowly, and realized that Zhou Yan was probably deceiving him: "Captain Zhou, before I performed this mission with you, I really have never been to Mingshan Nursing Home, is it possible? Did you make a mistake and mistook someone else's name as mine?"

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes slightly, and looked down at Long Zexu: "I hope you can still say such things when you see that hospital gown."

Long Zexu: "..."

Could it be that his name is really written on the hospital gown in the 304 convalescent room?

but……

This is really impossible!

Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze from Long Zexu, straightened his cuffs with lowered eyes, walked up to the investigators closest to him, and said politely and distantly: "Sorry, because of my personal thoughts, I wasted so much of your time."

"No, no, no delay at all." Liu Mian, the captain of Team 666, waved his hand, "Thanks to you who took us to check together. If I was alone, I would probably be so frightened that I passed out in front of the closet."

Liu Mian's words were exaggerated, but he really didn't want to face the hospital gown with the name of the deceased investigator alone, it was really sad.

Following Liu Mian's words, the other investigators imagined the scene of them checking clothes alone, and they all felt that it was best to act collectively like just now. Not only did they not feel that Zhou Yan was wasting their time, but they felt that Zhou Yan was helping them. He opened his mouth to thank Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan glanced at everyone blankly: "Go to the 304 convalescent room."

Zhou Yan walked in front holding the black box in his pocket, Ning Luan and other investigators followed him sparsely, and the last ones to the door were the three members of the dare not die team, Long Zexu, Qin Yan and Qiao Far.

Qin Yan froze at the door of the 305 convalescent room with a frozen face, raised his hand and secretly poked Long Zexu's back: "Captain, I'm a little scared..."

Long Zexu grabbed the hem of his clothes and tugged on his top, trying to even out the panic in his heart: "Qin Yan, do you still remember my favorite color and number?"

Qin Yan didn't understand why Long Zexu asked such a question, but still answered honestly: "I just remember that you hate red the most, and you dislike four."

Long Zexu raised his finger and pointed to the place where Zhou Yan was in front of him: "Look there."

It is 304 convalescent room.

Qin Yan looked at the door plate, and by the way, saw the red-painted wooden board inlaid on the door panel.At this point, he finally understood what Long Zexu wanted to tell him, and he immediately relaxed a lot.

The box containing Shi Mengyu's belongings was still in Qiao Yuan's hands, and he was about to leave the house soon. He still didn't know whether to put the box in the 305 convalescent room or leave with the box in his arms.

Long Zexu turned around and called him: "Hurry up and come here with the box, don't let a group of people wait for you."

Qiao Yuan lowered his head, under his thick bangs, some obscure emotions flashed.He didn't say much, just hugged the box in his arms tightly, and followed Long Zexu and Qin Yan into the door of 304 convalescent room.

When everyone arrived, Zhou Yan opened the closet door, took out the red and white striped hospital gown hanging inside, and turned out the white cloth strip with his name on it to show the few people closest to him.

"...It's really Captain Long's name!" Liu Mian shouted, and took two steps in the opposite direction, opening the distance between him and Long Zexu, preferring to stay away from Zhou Yan and the indescribable big man in his pocket. I don't want to be so close to Long Zexu.

Liu Mian's movement was like a signal. The investigators who were relatively close to Long Zexu all followed him to the vicinity of Zhou Yan. Only the three members of the dare not die team were still standing in their original positions.

The distance between the two groups of people was less than two meters, but it was like a natural moat.

Ning Luan lowered his head, and almost buried his face in the red and white striped hospital gown. He didn't raise his head to look at Long Zexu until he was about to engrave those three words on his head: "I read it several times, Zhou Your name is indeed written on the white strip on the side of the team uniform. Long Zexu, what else do you have to say?"

The absolutely impossible thing turned out to be a reality, Long Zexu looked at Zhou Yan in a daze, with indescribable fear on his face.

Ning Luan murmured in a low voice: "What should I do, Team Zhou, he seems to be stupid."

Zhou Yan looked over coldly, feeling that Long Zexu's fear was not faking.

Long Zexu seemed to have never thought that his name would be on this red and white striped hospital gown.

"Let me see..." Long Zexu walked towards Zhou Yan with his eyes out of focus, his limbs stiffened, "I don't believe... I don't believe what you said."

Not wanting Long Zexu to get too close to him, Zhou Yan straightened his arms and handed out the hospital gown in his hand.

Long Zexu didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, so he could only look down.

Seeing clearly his name written on the cloth strip at the hem of his clothes, Long Zexu's face became whiter and uglier than when he saw the pollution liquid on Lu Chenzhao's body, his face was distorted like a crumpled ball, The white paper that was spread out vigorously.

His head seemed to be rusted, he couldn't turn it, and he couldn't think of anything.In the body dominated by fear, only the feeling of hunger from the abdomen is still so strong.

Long Zexu couldn't help rubbing his stomach.

he is so hungry...

I'm really hungry.

"You tampered with the hospital gown." Long Zexu shook his head and backed away again and again, "I have never been to Mingshan Nursing Home, so you must have written the name on the cloth."

"The word Long Zexu is red, the color is dark or dark, and the degree of newness and oldness is the same as the words on other cloth strips." The corner of Zhou Yan's mouth was slightly mocking, "How can I fake it?"

"It's possible..." Long Zexu's mouth kept secreting saliva, and his words were so unclear that people could barely hear what he said, "It's also possible that a person with the same name as me lived in a nursing home .”

Long Zexu's speech speed suddenly became faster: "Anyway, this dress is definitely not worn by me, and there is no way my name is on it."

Zhou Yan put down his hospital gown, squinted his eyes and turned the silver watch on his left wrist, and soon got a different meaning from Long Zexu's words.

Zhou Yan: "It turns out that when you came last time, you didn't live in the room corresponding to the red paint, and you didn't wear red and white striped hospital gowns."

Long Zexu's face, which had finally calmed down a little, turned pale again.

Ning Luan was dumbfounded: "Captain Zhou, if he didn't live in this room when he came last time, then this hospital gown..."

The other investigators were also curious about what was going on, and turned to look at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan: "Maybe it was a joke made by an old friend of Mingshan Sanatorium."

old friend...

Could it be that he must be referring to the Yi Shu who died when he came here to carry out a mission last time?

The investigators who gathered around Zhou Yan all regretted being so close to Zhou Yan with a face that turned from sunny to showery.

Only Ning Luan didn't change his face, and praised Zhou Yan's level of scaring in his heart to the point that there was nothing in the sky and no earth on earth.

As for Long Zexu, if Qin Yan hadn't supported his arm, he might have knelt on the ground the moment he heard Zhou Yan's words.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhou Yan walked in front of Long Zexu and looked down at him, "Even if there is an old person in Mingshan Sanatorium, they are also investigators of the recycling yard, and they are on your side."

"I'm afraid...you..." Long Zexu's teeth were chattering up and down, and he spoke with a strange trill, "In order to target me...revenge me...you actually did such a thing, it's too... People are chilling."

Zhou Yan carefully observed Long Zexu's expression like an outsider, trying to find some information he wanted: "What did I do?"

"What's the use of talking." Long Zexu slowed down, and finally he was able to speak clearly, "In your eyes, I have already become your enemy."

"Come on, let's get out of here." Long Zexu grabbed Qin Yan's arm with both hands, and turned to face the door of 304 convalescent room, "I'm so hungry that I want to eat."

Qiao Yuan lowered his head and followed Long Zexu and Qin Yan with the box in his arms.

Zhou Yan looked at the direction they were leaving, and did not move until the three of Long Zexu reached the door.

Ning Luan followed up and said, "Captain Zhou, let them go like this?"

Zhou Yan turned to look at him: "You can't tie them up or kill them, why keep them here?"

Ning Luan: "At least we can get news."

Zhou Yan: "They won't tell the truth."

Ning Luan glanced at the left pocket of Zhou Yan's coat: "That can make Lu..."

Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly turned ice-like, and Ning Luan was taken aback, and didn't say anything to make Mr. Lu scare them.

"This kind of thing... isn't it appropriate for me to do it?" A familiar, smiling voice came out of the black box in Zhou Yan's pocket, "If you don't be serious, I will soon forget how to be scary."

"!!!"

The investigators around Zhou Yan retreated one after another.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Ning Luan saw that Team Zhou didn't want to let Mr. Lu do this kind of thing, so he just opened his mouth to make amends, and didn't notice who he was talking about, "Good steel is on the edge of a knife. Little things don't... don't..."

Realizing that he was answering the words of Mr. Lu, Ning got stuck.

For a moment, the 304 convalescent room was so quiet that only the sound of the wind blowing in through the window was left.

"You have time, or..." Ning's nonsense words have nothing to do with his original intention, "Stop spending more time with Team Zhou."

After finishing the sentence, there was only one thought left in Ning Luan's mind, don't donate your tongue to others.The way Zhou Yan looked at him did convey the same meaning.

"I'll donate it when I go out." Ning Luan cried, "When I return from the nursing home, I donate my tongue."

The emotion in Zhou Yan's eyes faded, he stopped looking at Ning Luan, and glanced lightly at the people behind him.

The investigators of the recycling yard are a collective from the beginning of forming a task execution team.Before Zhou Yan wanted to scare Lu Chenzhao, not only did he want to find out what Long Zexu and the others were hiding, but more importantly, he wanted to give them a last hand.

If you are teased, you are teasing, if you are not pleasing to the eye, you are not pleasing to the eye.

Even when he brought them into the 304 convalescent room, when Long Zexu walked over to look at the red and white hospital gowns, for the sake of them being the investigators of the recycling yard, and for the sake of Lu Chenzhao, Zhou Nightmare never thought of giving up on them.

But until the end, Long Zexu didn't tell the truth.

So far, Zhou Yan felt that they were not worth Lu Chenzhao's time, even if it was only for a second.

"Your time is precious." Zhou Yan put his hand into the left pocket of his coat, tapped the black box a few times, "Don't waste it on that kind of person."

"I know..." Lu Chenzhao's voice was rarely detected with sadness, "Zhou Yan, I know it all."

At this moment, Zhou Yan just wanted to get closer to Lu Chenzhao, a little closer.

He calmly untied the purple ribbon tied to the black box, picked up the lid with his fingertips, and put his index finger in.

Let the scorching breath from the box wrap around his fingertips.

In a daze, something leaned against his fingers, sticking to his fingertips.

The feel of the skin and the feel of the fabric belonged to Lu Chenzhao.

Zhou Yan just stood like this, not moving for a long time.

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