Nightmare Attack

That night the doctor reminded himself that no matter what happened, don't leave the room. He can still remember the look in the doctor's eyes when he emphasized it.

But it didn't take long for the latter to fall asleep like an okay person.

Not only did he fall asleep, but he also slept extremely comfortably. He changed many strange postures, which opened his eyes to the fat man.

I think the doctor had realized that the clue was in that newspaper at that time, and learned something through the newspaper, so he felt confident.

"Doctor," the fat man approached and asked curiously, "I've read the newspaper. It only records the ins and outs of the villa abuse case, but..." He raised his head, "What does this have to do with school tasks? "

Jiang Cheng tilted his head and looked out of the window. The night was not too deep. From time to time there were vehicles honking in the distance. Jiang Cheng, half of his body caged in the darkness, did not immediately answer.

The fat man's body gradually fed back an uncomfortable signal.

He was not afraid of Jiang Cheng who was talking about sorrows, but he was afraid that the latter would suddenly quiet down.

As time passed, this made him more and more aware of the estrangement between the two, even if Jiang Cheng didn't show it deliberately.

But Fatty knew that the two of them are people of two worlds after all.

If Jiang Cheng is willing, he can integrate into his own life, but if he is not willing, then he has no place in the other side.

Fortunately, just before the string broke in Fatty's heart, Jiang Cheng finally spoke.

"The content of the newspaper has changed," he said. "The previous information has disappeared, and there are taboos about this mission in the blank space."

A trace of doubt flashed in the fat man's eyes.

He keenly caught the word Jiang Cheng mentioned.

Taboo.

Instead of... clues.

"The ghost in the mission can't kill people again in the same place," Jiang Cheng said, turning his head.

The fat man opened his eyes slightly, and his thoughts returned to the task in an instant.

The cheongsam girl died in the dormitory, Long Tao died in the remote men’s bathroom, Luo Yi died in the archives, Zhen Jianren died in the equipment center, and Yu Wen... died in the world represented by the mirror. past.

Indeed, if you list all the players who can confirm the place of death, it can be seen that no two people died in the same place.

Presumably this is the reason why the doctor has the confidence to sleep so freely at night.

After all, the cheongsam girl had already been one step ahead and died there.

The fat man licked his chapped lips, and asked in a low voice, "Are there... any taboos?"

"Yes," Jiang Cheng nodded, not hiding, he looked into the fat man's eyes, "but you don't need to know."

The fat man only hesitated for a second when he heard this, and then he was relieved. He nodded and said, "I see, doctor."

He knew in his heart that in terms of Jiang Cheng's ability, it was completely unnecessary to pit himself, let alone difficulty.

Since he said so, there must be his reason.

Regarding Jiang Cheng's truth, except for the part that is not very reliable, the rest is still very reliable.

The conversation tonight should have ended here. The fat man stood up and was about to refill the doctor with a glass of warm water, but the moment his finger touched the cup, his body shook violently.

"Doctor," the fat man looked at Jiang Cheng with an undisguised urgency in his eyes, "that newspaper was the reward for customs clearance of the last mission?"

Jiang Cheng looked back at him, his eyes met.

"Yes."

"What about the reward this time?"

He didn't get an answer, he was surprised to find that Jiang Cheng's line of sight was fixed on him, this line of sight...different from usual.

The air became dignified for a while.

The fat man seemed to realize something suddenly.

He didn't dare to move. After a few seconds, he stretched out his hand slowly and fumbled back and forth on himself.

He unzipped his coat first, then a few pockets...

Finally, in a concealed inner pocket close to the body, a piece of slightly yellowed paper was turned out.

It looked like a newspaper.

There are sawtooth marks left after tearing at the corners, and it looks like... it's still a broken newspaper.

The fat man didn't even open it, so he handed the paper up and put it on the table in front of Jiang Cheng.

did not expect--

Jiang Cheng didn't read the newspaper, his eyes were still looking at the fat man's face, his eyes were as calm as the sea.

Watched by such gazes, the fat man felt that his soul was about to fly out, and his legs trembled, as if he was about to kneel down in the next second.

"Doctor," Fatty said with a bitter expression, "Listen to me. I really don't know this thing is on me. If I knew it, I would have given it to you."

"I...I didn't mean to swallow it alone..."

The fat man was so earnest that he almost swore an oath.

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng finally looked away.

The fat man who was out of sight immediately began to gasp. The mountain of pressure just stopped his breathing. He reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, even his back was wet.

He looked at Jiang Cheng nervously, like a student who had made a mistake, hiding in the dark, secretly observing the teacher.

After Jiang Cheng picked up the newspaper, he didn't open it in front of the fat man, but put it into his pocket.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the fat man's heart in this scene.

But he couldn't excuse it.

He couldn't remember how many times the doctor saved himself in the nightmare. Without a doctor, he was afraid that he would have been cold long ago, but such a thing happened now.

Although... he really didn't mean it.

"Doctor...Doctor..." He looked like he didn't give up, but he didn't expect that as soon as he raised his head--

"Crack—"

The chair legs rubbed against the ground ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ with a harsh sound, Jiang Cheng stood up, first stretched the folds of his clothes, and then left without looking back.

The footsteps on the stairs made a "tack" sound, which was dull and made the fat man feel more uncomfortable.

He didn't have any idea, he waited for a while, until there was no sound above, he slowly moved upstairs, he knew in his heart that he could only blame himself for this.

After all, he and the doctor only met in peace, let alone in a ghost place like a nightmare.

The doctor's willingness to take in himself is the most benevolent.

Thinking from another perspective, if something like this happened to him, what would he think as Jiang Cheng?

He would naturally suspect that the other party wanted to swallow it alone.

Trust...there is always a limit.

What's more, this is something that can save lives.

The fat man came to the second floor, and the sleeping place he had temporarily packed up was right in front of him. He sighed, quietly packed up his things, and prepared to leave.

The doctor did not take the initiative to drive himself away, he had saved enough face for himself.

Fortunately, there are not many things, just a small bag after simple packing.

The fat man was carrying his bag and looking back at this unfamiliar place, he was unavoidably disappointed.

He left a note on the door handle of the bedroom, which reminded Jiang Cheng not to forget the ribs and fish in the refrigerator.

Especially the spare ribs, it will not last long under normal mode.

Just when the fat man turned to leave, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

The old man pulled by a shadow.

"If you didn't hand it over tonight, guess what would happen?" Jiang Cheng's voice was as cold as ice: "Dead fat man."

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