bunny in another soap bubble

Concerned that the pursuers outside might not have given up yet, and Tu Zi was also injured, the two simply nested in Tu Zi's hotel room as quails for a few days.

In the past few days, Tu Zi has twisted several tricks, trying to find excuses to let Lang Ya let him into the mental picture, but all failed.

In his cognition, receiving psychiatric treatment is a very common thing. Not to mention the annual health check, he and his classmates will also share spiritual images with each other in the practice class, and learn treatment methods to accumulate experience.But Lang Ya acted as if he was going to take off his clothes, he was more stubborn than the old man who was unwilling to throw away the moldy biscuits under the bed, Tu Zi had no hope of persuading him at all.

The spiritual problems were not resolved, and the physical problems reappeared.

"I'm running out of money." Tu Zi looked at the takeaway list with a sad face, "I can only eat special meals."

Lang Ya laughed, took out his wallet and handed it to Tu Zi: "Order the Lobster Yee Noodles, the lobster here is delicious."

Tu Zi took the wallet and continued to mutter: "But you can't just go in and out. I don't dare to go to the casino. I really don't know where to make money."

Make money at the casino?

Lang Ya raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.When I saw Tu Zi being beaten up by gangsters and saying "won two thousand" or something, I thought this young man somehow got involved in some kind of street gambling game.Now that I heard it, it turned out to be a professional gambler?

"What are you playing at the casino?"

"Playing cards, it's in Jingyan's gambling area." Thinking of the people there, Tu Zi's body hurts again, "Poker, Pai Gow, Mahjong... I play all those whose abilities help me."

——It’s Jingyan again.

Lang Ya remained calm: "I often go to Jingyan too, but I'm always playing dice."

"Listen to the size? You whistle—cough," Tu Zi almost bit his tongue, "Your class A is really good, it's completely technical work, unlike us, you have to learn card counting and play luck. Also It’s just that Jingyan has a betting area, otherwise there is no way to make money.”

"Why don't you find a job?" Lang Ya asked along the way.

Tu Zi shut up, a little guilty, and after his eyes drifted left and right, he still said: "...I don't have an ID card."

Lang Ya was stunned, "Then how did you rent the hotel room?"

"I fooled it with mental hints. Anyway, this kind of small hotel just copies the number." It was embarrassing enough to tell others about his history of fraud, Tu Zi stuck out his tongue, "I can't work, so I ask for a copy."

"Is that so..." He pondered in his heart, Lang Ya once again realized that Tu Zi seemed to be very familiar with how to use the abilities of infected people.Moreover, this kind of familiarity is not like the kind of familiarity that you stumble into in life and finally master a few useful abilities, but more like after receiving comprehensive and systematic training, you can learn theoretical knowledge one by one. Get familiar with practice.

This point was especially evident when Tu Zi urged him to accept mental image therapy. There were a set of theoretical terms that he had never heard of, and the more complicated he said, the more confident he was.

Lang Ya has an idea, but he's not sure if it's a good thing to do.

"...I had a childhood friend," he said after thinking twice, "died half a month ago."

Tu Zi was stunned, not quite understanding why Lang Ya said this suddenly. "...sorry." Although he could feel that Lang Ya was not very sad.

Lang Ya shook his head, "He was killed because he betrayed the identity of other infected people. I only found out that he was an informant when I tried to rescue him from the search team. The reason I was hunted down the day I met you was because I tried to rescue him. Almost gave away his identity."

"Fortunately, on the day I went to rescue him before the information was sent back, he and his contact person were already dead. Except for the person who killed him, even the headquarters of the search and arrest team probably didn't know his existence." Ignoring Tu Zi's suspicious gaze, Lang Ya continued: "He and I are both orphans who grew up in the same orphanage. Because of several infection problems, the orphanage has been closed. As far as I know, he has nothing to do. A close friend, when he came to me half a year ago, he was in debt all over, and he still borrowed my money to pay back."

"At that time, his ID card was bet on me." Lang Ya pointed his finger at Tu Zi's hand and his wallet.

Tu Zi opened the wallet, and there were indeed two ID cards in it.One has a photo, one doesn't, and the one with the photo belongs to Lang Ya.

"Before he died, he was just an adult, and he hasn't even changed his ID card yet." Lang Ya finally got to the point: "As long as you go to the office with this ID card, I, who was born in the same orphanage, will act as a guardian to sign it." In fact, once the adult ID card is renewed, his identity will be yours."

"This..." Tu Zi was in shock.

"When you're an adult, you can even change your name." Lang Ya added another weight, "How?"

"Here," Tu Zi pinched the thin card, feeling hot, "Is this really okay? I, I don't have an ID card..." Tu Zi wanted to say that he wouldn't die without an ID card, but he thought I was a little hesitant when I was in the gambling area for a week and my nose was bruised and my face was swollen.

Observing Tu Zi's reaction, Lang Ya changed his angle: "I have my ID card, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

"——what?" The topic was too jumpy, and Tu Zi couldn't keep up.

"For some reason, I have to participate in Jingyan's entertainment competition starting next week and win the ranking. The competition is a two-person team system, and I need a partner. Originally, the Fa Xiaohui would cooperate with me, and the money was lent to him because of this " Lang Ya explained: "I would like to ask you to replace him and cooperate with me in the competition, and the prize money can belong to you."

Tu Zi was silent, the amount of information was too much for him to handle for a while, he sifted and sifted in his mind, and he finally chose a question.

"Can you tell me, what is the reason you have to participate?"

Lang Ya lowered his eyes, his face was dark and unclear.

"...I want to find someone."

In the sky full of gunfire, even the air is choking.

Iron cans that kept emitting poisonous gas rolled on the ground, and the sound of footsteps and exclamations of people running away were all around.

Outside the wall made of smoke, the cold and hard radio sounded again and again.The gray-haired chick in its arms screamed and screamed, trying to suppress the constant intrusion of sensory information-rust smell, spicy smell, tingling pain on the skin, harsh lights causing layers of double shadows.

His eyes kept weeping, but he still couldn't get rid of the invisible flame burning on it.Under the burning of the flames, the white turns into black, the black turns into green, and the smell that infiltrates the nasal cavity turns into high and low notes echoing layer by layer. The consciousness gradually separates from the body, and his messy hair appears in the lower part of the field of vision...

"Hey! Douding! Don't sleep!"

A pair of slender but powerful hands hugged him in his soft chest, and he woke up from the terrifying illusion.

"Hide well, run by yourself when you arrive at the station!"

In the backlight, after those hands lifted him onto the train that had just started, he disappeared among the gunshots that followed closely.

One shot, two shots, three shots... endless gunshots...

"...Brother, Brother Lang!"

Seeing Lang Ya suddenly lost his mind, Tu Zi called out nervously.

Awakened by Tu Zi, Lang Ya wiped his face and put away his long-standing memories.

"The only clue I got was that the boss behind Jingyan came back to help the second boss—Qin Ran." He continued: "The only ones who can talk to Qin Ran directly are the finalists of the Jingyan Entertainment Contest, except for the top leaders of the guild. contestant."

Looking at Tu Zi, Lang Ya's eyes were firm and pleading.

"At the end of the competition, Qin Ran will invite the finalists to meet him alone - this is my only chance."