Pollutant recycling site

Zhou Yan understood Lu Chenzhao's hint and asked, "You mean after coming to the nursing home?"

"Ask this question." Lu Chenzhao looked at Zhou Yan with a smile, "Could it be that your heart beat faster because of me before you came to carry out this mission?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yan admitted frankly, and after glancing at the dark blue coat that was more crumpled on the bed, he frowned and added, "I'm so angry."

Zhou Yan is not the kind of person who will be so popular that his heart beats faster, Lu Chenzhao did not reveal it, and said with a smile: "Then I am very good."

Zhou Yan looked over coldly.

Lu Chenzhao raised his hand, brushed Zhou Yan's slightly red eyes with his fingertips, and continued to talk about the task: "The heart is the same as red, and the five elements belong to fire. I guess...the change in your heartbeat is probably related to 304's recuperation." about the room."

Zhou Yan: "It can be confirmed that it is related to the 304 convalescent room."

Zhou Yan discovered the change in his heart when he was doing sound physiotherapy in the physiotherapy room on the fourth floor.He thought those changes were all caused by the white noise he heard, and he didn't connect it with the corridor on the fourth floor and the 304 convalescent room.

Shi Mengyu's reaction when he wore headphones and listened to white noise flashed through his mind, and Zhou Yan thought of a possibility: "It should also be related to sound therapy."

"Sound physiotherapy will speed up the physical changes of the recuperator." Zhou Yan frowned slightly, unhurriedly sorting out his thoughts, "According to the results produced, sound physiotherapy may only have a small effect on people who have not violated the rules. If the subject is a recuperator whose body has undergone tremendous changes in violation of the rules, the effect will be even greater. Since Shi Mengyu took off his earphones and left the recuperation room during the physical therapy, the extent of the effect is temporarily unknown."

"This kind of data is very boring, and it is only interesting when it is in an unknown state." Lu Chenzhao turned his head and looked at the closed door of the 304 convalescent room, "I hope those people will be more interesting and don't send the data to the door in their spare time."

Zhou Yan: "Only I'm here, you don't have to express your concern for them in such a roundabout way."

"I don't trust Anonymous very much." Lu Chenzhao raised his finger and pointed to the ceiling, "Even if only a little content is leaked, it would be too exciting for those people in the recycling yard."

The process of their mission will be recorded anonymously in his latest work.

Zhou Yan looked at the crumpled bed sheet with a toothache as if he had just remembered this incident.

Although Anonymous likes to make "artistic" processing of Lu Chenzhao's actions during the creation process, Zhou Yan is not sure about what they just did in this house and what happened in the corridor on the first floor. How will Anonymous deal with this matter.

"This is a rare opportunity. Anonymous will definitely write down what happened just now in detail. I believe that moment will be the most anticipated part of the whole book..." Lu Chenzhao stretched out his hand to hook Zhou Yan's finger, like He pressed Zhou Yan's hand under his palm the way he treated Zhou Yan not long ago, "Zhou Yan, what do you think?"

Zhou Yan's expression was a bit indescribable: "Have you never read the novel published by Anonymous at the Terror Recycling Site?"

"What's the matter?" Lu Chenzhao joked to tease Zhou Yan, but he didn't see the expected expression on his face, nor did he hear what he wanted to hear, so he was a little surprised, "I've read everything related to you, as for other , only watched a little bit."

Zhou Yan's gaze landed on the corner of Lu Chenzhao's mouth: "...The Horror Recycling Field does not allow related descriptions below the neck to appear in novels."

"What a pity." Lu Chenzhao smiled lazily, "I was a little curious at first, how Anonymous would describe what I left on your collarbone and waist..."

As if recalling some extremely wonderful moment, Lu Chenzhao narrowed his eyes slightly, with a look of satisfaction in his expression.

"Boom boom boom——"

The knock on the door ended, and head nurse Li's voice came from outside the door: "Is there anyone inside? It's time for lunch soon."

Zhou Yan stood up, and before walking towards the door, he stretched out his hand to brush away the hair blocking Lu Chenzhao's neck, and brushed the red marks remaining on the surface with his fingertips.

Zhou Yan: "You'd better look forward to this, it's more realistic."

Lu Chenzhao looked up at Zhou Yan: "Are you willing to show it to others?"

Zhou Yan frowned.

It seems that I am not willing.

Lu Chenzhao smiled and grabbed Zhou Yan's hand, leading Zhou Yan to hook the long hair that he had pushed away earlier, to cover the red marks on his neck more tightly.

"Are you satisfied? If not..." Lu Chenzhao reached into Zhou Yan's coat pocket and took out the black box, "I can only go in."

Zhou Yan: "..."

At 55:10, exactly four and ten minutes had passed since Lu Chenzhao came out of the black box.

"Go in after eating."

The knock on the door rang again, Zhou Yan turned around after speaking, and walked towards the door.

When Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao arrived at the elevator door on the third floor, most of the investigators had arrived, except for Long Zexu, Qiao Yuan, and Qin Yan from the dare not die team.

"Everyone is here, let's go." Head nurse Li pressed the door-opening button of the elevator and walked in first.

Like the previous few times, the most advanced elevators are still Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao.

Ning Luan followed into the elevator, knowing that Zhou Yan came late and didn't know the situation, so he said, "Long Zexu and the others have already gone down. I came early and saw them enter the elevator."

Zhou Yan nodded: "Yes, I see."

Until before he left, Long Zexu refused to admit that he had been to Mingshan Sanatorium, thinking that others regarded him as an enemy, and that Zhou Yan was slandering him.When staying in the 304 convalescent room, Ning Luan didn't have time to think about these things. As soon as he thought about it, he was very angry: "How can the surnamed Long be so shameless? As if we were bullying him."

Zhou Yan quickly realized: "Maybe this is the effect he wants."

Ning Luan: "???"

When the first floor arrived, everyone near the elevator had gone out. Zhou Yan stepped forward, only leaving Ning Luan behind.

Ning Luan followed behind: "What's going on?"

Lu Chenzhao walked beside Zhou Yan, looked back at Ning Luan, and smiled meaningfully: "You don't want to know."

"!!!"

Is this scaring him?

Ning Luan's curiosity was frightened away by Mr. Lu.

Just like in the morning, the lunch prepared for everyone in the restaurant dedicated to convalescents is also a buffet. The investigators of the 10088 team and the 666 team still hid far away, planning to wait for Zhou Yan, Lu Chenzhao, and Ning Chao to pick up the food, choose a place, and then bring the plate to choose the dishes.

"The table is almost full. Lunch is richer than breakfast." Ning Luan muttered, raised his hand and lifted the cover of the buffet warming stove at hand, only to find that the warming stove was empty, if the bottom edge was not stained with soup Juice, he should have thought that there was no food in it at all.

Ning Luan took a step to the left, opened the lid of the heat preservation furnace next to him, and found that it was also empty inside: "What's going on, the two heat preservation furnaces are empty."

After checking all the heat-retaining stoves on the table, Ning Luan was dumbfounded: "...they are all empty. They have prepared so many heat-retaining stoves just to show us the soup and rice, right?"

Zhou Yan: "The food inside has been eaten up."

"How is it possible? There are so many meals, at least enough to feed twenty people." Ning Luan didn't believe it, "All of our... convalescents combined can't finish so much."

Zhou Yan stretched out his finger and said, "Look over there."

Ning Luan looked in the direction Zhou Yan pointed at.

He saw the table leaning against the corner in the distance, and also saw Long Zexu sitting at the table and eating sullenly, and Qin Yan and Qiao Yuan sitting opposite him.

Ning Luan was a little confused: "It's normal, I didn't find anything wrong."

Zhou Yan frowned: "Under the feet of Qiao Yuan and Qin Yan, there is also the table behind Long Zexu."

The position Zhou Yan mentioned happened to be blocked, and Ning Luan couldn't see it, so he had to adjust the position.

After seeing the things piled under their feet and behind Long Zexu, the surprise on Ning Luan's face was even worse than when he found that all the holding furnaces were empty.

"It's...all empty plates and bowls..." Ning Luan couldn't help raising his voice, "How did the three of them do it?"

The restaurant was very quiet. Although Ning Luan's voice was not too loud and the distance was a bit far away, it was still heard by the three members of the Daredevil Squad.

Qiao Yuan and Qin Yan turned their heads and looked straight at Ning Luan, only Long Zexu still lowered his head as if no one else was there, his face almost buried in the bowl.

Looking at it from a distance, it doesn't look like a person is eating, but it looks like a pig is eating pig food.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry, my condition has been really bad in the past month, and I can't help it.

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