Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

As soon as the words fell, the boy at the front desk suddenly looked embarrassed.

He immediately raised his hand and twitched his own mouth, wanting to bow 180 degrees to apologize.

It's all because of the lack of sleep that night, and my mind is not clear.

It was clearly a complaint from the heart, why did I say it without knowing it!

However, Jiang Jian did not see the panic of the brother at the front desk.

At this moment, his attention was on his wrist, and just as he said to open two rooms, the punishment invitation popped up.

This time, Mr. Zhang Ji didn't make a sound himself, and directly sent a notification letter——

The guest tried to violate the human design, and the result was judged to be relatively minor, and the duration of the previous punishment was extended.For details, please check the bulletin board on the 79th floor of the studio center after the program ends.

After he finished reading with a blank face, he looked up and saw Zhong Xun casually leaning against the front desk, watching the other party tremblingly enter, operate, and hand over the room card.

The returned ID card and bank card look decent, and I don't know where he got them.

Before leaving, the front desk bowed and apologized repeatedly.

Jiang Jian thought about it, and asked apologetically, "What did you just say? I..."

Both ears suddenly felt warm.

All the sounds around him instantly became empty, distant and hazy.

Zhong Xun tapped his ears lightly with both hands, gently pushed him behind him, and pushed himself to the elevator behind him.

Jiang Jian felt like a carrot, being carried into the elevator by the people behind him, and raised his hand to touch the back of his hand, but Zhong Xun let go before him.

"What did he say that I can't listen to?" Jiang Jian asked.

A lazy voice sounded overhead.

"It's nothing to listen to. I'll save you some time washing your ears."

"...?"

Zhong Xun opened a dark room for two people, and the whole room was divided into two parts by the gorgeous lights on the floor.

On the right is the rest area, two beds are neatly made, and the freezer is full of drinks and snacks.

On the left is the e-sports area, where two top-notch large-screen computers are placed side by side, and the color scheme of the e-sports chair complements the visually striking lighting of the room.In addition, a VR game area has been specially opened up. The VR equipment is placed in the cabinet and requires an additional fee to use.

After sleeping in the hard bed of Asong's house in Qingluan Village for two days, seeing the luxurious facilities in the room, a sense of comfort came to my heart instantly.

Just as Zhong Xun wanted to lie down on the bed cheekily, he saw Jiang Jian sneak into the bathroom without saying a word.

The sound of the shower started almost immediately.

Soon Zhong Xun even wondered if he had taken off all his clothes.

"...Qingluan Village has really suffered for him."

Zhong Xun shook his head, unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, lazily fell on the bed, rested his hands behind his head, and slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly the wristband lights up.

No. 001 said in a low voice, "Running out of the map overnight, I thought you two were in such a hurry, that's it? That's it?"

Zhong Xun snorted lightly: "The efficiency is high when the state is good. We have not closed our eyes since we followed Ah Song, okay? Thanks to the fact that I slept at Ah Song's house for a while, if the road is farther, I will have to drive tired."

"I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about him." No. 001 said, "Just now I was almost destroyed by 099's autonomous program!"

"Need I remind you that you are No.1? Why is it so useless?"

"If I'm useless, you can still see me now?" No. 001 snorted coldly, "There is no live broadcast outside the map, and the danger is much higher than inside the map. Jiang Jian is not like you, she doesn't look so rough Great fortune and great destiny.”

"Why do I..."

Zhong Xun wanted to refute, but suddenly heard the door lock ring, and saw Jiang Jian coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, rubbing her eyes and walking over.

He raised his eyes and whistled at Jiang Jian.

The black hair was wetly attached to Jiang Jian's forehead and cheeks.

The water droplets came to the chest along the perfect jaw line, and the crystal clear ones walked along, or fell to the ground, or sank into the waist.

Zhong Xunxin said that 001 really judges people by their appearance.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jian looks thin and weak, but the inside is much better than expected, with a thin waist and strong abdomen, which really attracts people's attention.

Jiang Jian glanced at him, then went straight to turn on the computer.

While waiting for the machine to turn on, he disassembled Chen Yandong's ballpoint pen and gently took out the USB flash drive hidden inside.

"This ballpoint pen seems to be a souvenir, and the words are so worn that I can't read it clearly." He connected the USB flash drive to the computer and said to Zhong Xun, "...What is the 25th anniversary of the publication, you can check Chen Yandong's personal information."

Just as Zhong Xun turned on the computer, he saw his hair dripping, and pulled the corner of his mouth: "You don't wear clothes?"

Jiang Jian didn't look back, and clicked on the file folder: "I originally wanted to wait until the end of the investigation to say this, since you asked... I want to trouble you to buy a new set of clothes online for me."

As a penniless guest with no communication equipment, Jiang Jian expressed his gratitude to Zhong Xun for taking out his bank card and paying for the room.

"If I don't ask, are you going to wear a bathrobe all the time?"

"Otherwise? I'm still afraid that you're plotting something wrong?"

"The face is quite big." Zhong Xun was speechless, "Please let me spend money so confidently, you can really do it."

Jiang Jian quickly sorted the documents with her fingertips, pondered for a while, and then said, "You can understand it as my privilege."

The privilege of being a couple.

Can an object who doesn't want to spend money on the object still be called an object?

Zhong Xun curled his lips and turned his face away in disgust.

Suddenly found on the screen but did not know when he had opened the online shopping webpage.

"..."

Just, quite suddenly.

There are a lot of recordings in Chen Yandong's USB flash drive, and Jiang Jian drives the Mainland to listen to them, many of which are audios of him chatting with villagers when he was collecting folk songs in Qingluan Village.

Perhaps the reporter knew better how to gain the trust of the interviewer. Compared to the two of them relying on the words of an older sister, Chen Yandong seemed to have integrated into Qingluan Village. Every villager had a chat with him to some extent.

The situation is basically the same as what they learned.

He even found the family members of the person concerned, but when the villagers talked about the dead family members and the great changes during their lifetime, they were more or less emotional and crying.

The people in the village didn't have much knowledge and experience, and many people were crazier than what Tao Zhijun did to Tao Xiaochen.

When scientific solutions are inevitably absent, ghosts and curses will become the only solutions for people to keep their world from collapsing.

As soon as Zhong Xun placed the order, he saw Jiang Jian take off the earphones and turn on the speaker: "Listen to these audio clips."

This is the only audio where the interlocutors do not speak the dialect of Qingluan Village.

Besides Chen Yandong, the other male voice was a bit rough.

"Yandong, choose another topic, this one won't pass."

"Why can't it be done? Every group of the social edition has reported on impoverished villages. Is there anything Qingluan Village can't do?"

"The geographical location of Qingluan Village is so dangerous, and the main force of the team is in the few big projects this year. Basically, there is no manpower that can be assigned to you."

Chen Yandong was silent for a while.

"If there is no one, I will do it myself."

"Yandong! I said no, but I can't. You have been with me since the reorganization more than ten years ago. Why don't we choose a safer topic to participate in the awards this year?"

"After becoming the editor-in-chief, do you only have these fame and fortune in your eyes?"

"of course not!"

……

"Hey, Editor-in-Chief He, are you looking for me?"

"Tell me, where did you go when you asked for leave and lost contact during this period! You didn't even make a phone call."

"Qingluan Village."

"you go?!"

"Ah yes, not only did I go, but I also found a lot of interesting materials, would you like to take a look?"

"You can send me an email, I have to go on a business trip."

……

"Chen Yandong! Are you still not coming back?"

"Oh, editor-in-chief He, what are you in a hurry for? I'm still in City Y. I'm busy investigating things in Qingluan Village, and I've dug up something new."

"Dig, dig, dig, you know how to dig every day, are you a mole?"

"Oh, by the way, did you know? The poverty alleviation project that Qingluan Village participated in before was not a project approved by the government. It was organized by the Fanxing Group for social benefits. No wonder they are not responsible for the follow-up work after earning their reputation..."

"Have you found Fanxing?"

The man's voice was suddenly alert.

"That's right. Oh, I just remembered, is Chairman Fanxing your high school classmate!"

"Yan Dong, where are you now?"

"Huh? I'm in the Fanxing Hotel in the North District of City Y, what's wrong?"

"I'm having a meeting in Linshi. If you're not in a hurry to leave, I'll find you after the meeting."

"Okay, okay, it would be better if the leader can reimburse you by the way."

Audio ends.

Jiang Jian turned off the player: "How likely do you think this is the real murderer?"

Zhong Xun lifted his chin slightly, and tapped his screen.

A search of news reports on the murder case at the Fanxing Hotel found a large area.He found the police case report among the mass output of marketing accounts and media. "

"...According to the police investigation, the murderer is the editor-in-chief of Chen Yandong's media department, He Tan. When the police arrested him, they found that He Tan was already at home—"

Zhong Xun swept across quickly, and suddenly his eyebrows twitched.

"Death by suicide."

Jiang Jian leaned over her body, her gaze fell on the screen in front of Zhong Xun.

"The hotel surveillance captured the time when he entered and left Chen Yandong's room. Even if the air conditioner he set would affect the time of death, it could not be a perfect alibi. It will be a matter of time before the police find him."

Jiang Jian spoke in a soft voice, but she couldn't tell whether it was an analysis to herself or for Zhong Xun to listen to.

But his eyes didn't give Zhong Xun the slightest bit.

He reached out and tapped the screen: "The motive of the crime found by the police did not mention Qingluan Village at all, but was led to conflicts in the workplace... He must have done a lot of things before committing suicide. First, he destroyed all Chen Yandong he could find investigation materials, and prepared evidence pointing to their personal conflicts."

Jiang Jian's pupils trembled as he spoke.

He suddenly thought, if he hadn't taken the ballpoint pen away, would the police have been able to find the backup files hidden by Chen Yandong?

For a moment, Jiang Jian felt creepy about the reality and existence of this show.

He froze in place, limbs stiff.

A look of bewilderment and bewilderment suddenly flashed across his normally calm face.

"We can probably infer that He Tan is much clearer than Chen Yandong about Qingluan Village." Zhong Xun said, "Maybe he is hiding something for someone..."

Zhong Xun's eyes fell on Jiang Jian.

He pressed his fingertips against the computer screen in front of him, leaned forward slightly, and suddenly remained motionless.

A smell of lime penetrated into Zhong Xun's nostrils, provoking his drowsy nerves.

He turned his eyes, looking for the source of the smell.

His gaze slowly shifted from the fair face in front of him to his body.

The neckline of Jiang Jian's bathrobe was opened a lot at some point, revealing a faintly seductive tenderness.

He still couldn't get used to the gesture of holding that similar face.

It was as if someone was probing the secrets and desires hidden in his heart, the crazy and unspeakable longing he had buried in his heart.

Zhong Xun's eyes sank, and he stretched out his hand to climb onto Jiang Jian's neckline.

With both hands pulling inward, the open collar tightly overlapped.

"If you don't know how to dress well, I can teach you."

Jiang Jian was startled by his actions and turned her head in a daze.

"...?"

The author has something to say:

Zhong Xun at this time: I will teach you how to dress well

Future Zhong Xun: Let me teach you how to undress

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