Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

It is still the most conventional and effective way. The three of them take turns playing the game of rock-paper-scissors against the broken mirror. If there is an abnormality, it means that the omen of death has indeed been triggered.

Zhou Ke held the mirror in both hands, looked at the three colleagues in front of him, and prayed in his heart that it was just a false alarm: "Xiaoqing, come first!"

Xiaoqing took a trembling step forward, panicked to the extreme, closed her eyes in front of the mirror, and then stretched out a 'stone'.

In an instant, the eyes of the remaining three people saw Xiaoqing in the mirror clenching his fists tightly, and there was nothing unusual.

"Xiaoqing! You're all right!"

Zhou Ke suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah? Really?" Xiaoqing suddenly opened her eyes, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help crying with joy.

At the same time, the expression on Chen Jie's face became increasingly ugly.

Xiaoqing is fine, which means that the possibility of triggering the omen of death is infinitely close to 100%!

Thinking of this, Chen Jie's face turned ashen, and there were faint tears in his eyes.

Zhou Ke comforted: "Doctor Chen, don't be nervous, maybe it's a false alarm."

Chen Jie laughed sadly and felt despair in her heart, but she still resolutely stepped forward and played the game of rock-paper-scissors.

After a second.

What Chen Jie stretched out was scissors, but what appeared in the mirror was a rock.

The air in the office suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Zhou Ke's eyes twitched slightly, and he fell silent.

Chen Jie's body softened, and he almost slumped on the ground staggeringly, with a trace of sadness on his face.

"Xiaoqing, take care of Dr. Chen first."

Zhou Ke gritted his teeth, frowned, and said solemnly, "Xiao Xu, come here!"

Xu Feng took a deep breath and slowly stepped forward to look at himself in the mirror. He behaved slightly better than the two female colleagues, and decisively stretched out the five fingers of his right hand!

However, something unfortunate happened again.

What appears in the mirror is a scissors hand!

This strange scene directly penetrated Xu Feng's psychological defense line, and his face turned pale in fright in an instant, and his lips trembled slightly.

Zhou Ke let out a long sigh and glanced at Xu Feng and Chen Jie, two excellent colleagues. He was so uncomfortable that he almost suffocated, and put away the mirror in despair.

It was fine yesterday, but when I woke up, how could two colleagues trigger the death omen at almost the same time? !

Zhou Ke scratched his hair irritably and had a splitting headache.

"Captain Zhou..."

Zhou Ke took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became much firmer.

At this time, the more I have to cheer up, I can't watch the two colleagues who get along with each other day and night are sentenced to death by the god of death!

"Xiaoqing! You immediately notify Bureau Sun of the situation!"

"Okay!" Xiaoqing turned her head and left, daring not to delay for a moment.

"Doctor Chen, Xiao Xu, I'll take you to see Brother Yan Jun right now! Maybe he has a way to protect you!"

With that said, Zhou Ke quickly picked up the mobile phone on the desk and led the two of them hurriedly to Room 1.

...

In the room, the two had already finished breakfast.

Yan Jun turned on the computer and watched his live broadcast.

I don't know if I don't watch it, but I was startled when I saw it. There were more than 40 million viewers in this early morning live broadcast room, which was more than double the total population of Jiangcheng City.

He thought that his series of crazy slapstick actions might cause a sensation on the Internet yesterday, but he didn't expect it to become so popular.

"What? The richest man in Jiangcheng sent a red envelope of 100 million yuan to invite everyone to eat candy?"

Through the barrage of the audience, Yan Jun soon knew about this, but unfortunately, the red envelopes have already been robbed.

Sitting next to her, Ning Xue, who was holding Yan Jun's arm tightly, lowered her head slightly with a shy face.

Since Dad sent a red envelope in the live broadcast room, it means that he already knows that he and Yan Jun are... ah, shameful.

"Xiaoxue, how much money does your family have?"

Yan Jun asked abruptly, which caught Ning Xue off guard. She was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and whispered, "I...I don't know either."

After speaking, seeing Yan Jun staring at the screen silently, Ning Xue was afraid that Yan Jun would misunderstand him as perfunctory, so she bit her lip and added a bit of tone: "Dear, I really don't know!"

"Hey! Just kidding with you!"

Ning Xue smiled and snuggled tightly into Yan Jun's arms.

This sweet picture once again stimulated tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.

"I'm going! Brother Jun, it's too much for you to spread dog food in front of tens of millions of people!"

"Brother Jun, you still ask how much money Miss Ren has at home? Is it possible that you want to eat soft rice in the future?!"

"Small, the layout is small! Brother Jun, you receive more than one billion gifts in one day's live broadcast!"

"That's what I said, but most of it was done by Brother Jun's future father-in-law."

"Damn it, so I think the richest man in Jiangcheng is too savvy. The old man gives money to his son-in-law. This is called fat water not flowing to outsiders!"

"Hahaha, nothing wrong!"

With Yan Jun's interaction, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was much more joyful. It seemed that at this moment, everyone had forgotten the existence of the god of death, and they were enjoying the peace and quiet of the years without any worries.

However, happy times are always short-lived.

dong dong dong! dong dong dong!

Yan Jun and Ning Xue were throwing dog food in front of netizens when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Brother Yan is it convenient? I'm in!" Zhou Ke's unusually heavy voice sounded outside the door.

Yan Jun's eyes narrowed subconsciously, then got up: "Come in!"

click!

The door handle turns.

The moment the door of the room was opened, Yan Jun was stunned, his pupils contracted suddenly, his heart twitched suddenly, and an extremely bad premonition appeared in his mind.

At this moment, he wished his eyes were dazzled.

But unfortunately, it didn't.

There were three people standing at the door. Zhou Ke and Dr. Chen knew each other. There was also a young man in a white chef's uniform, who should be the royal chef of the Shenwei Bureau.

These three people, without exception, have a string of numbers beating above their heads!

Countdown to death! !

That is to say, the three staff members of the Shenwei Bureau all triggered the omen of death in the morning.

"Brother Yan! There is an emergency here, I think I should tell you."

Zhou Ke walked into the room, didn't seem to notice the look on Yan Jun's face, and said with a sad face: "Dr. Chen and Xiao Xu, the chef of our Shenwei Bureau, have triggered the omen of death, I don't know if you can...protect My two colleagues?"

When the words fell, Zhou Ke looked at Yan Jun with a hint of shame. He knew that it was a bit difficult for him to make this request, but he really had nothing to do, so he couldn't just watch the two...

"Yan Jun, I'm sorry, yesterday I almost..." Dr. Chen faced Yan Jun at this time, remembering the video of his 'assassination' of him yesterday, and left tears of repentance.

"Doctor Chen, I know that what happened yesterday has nothing to do with you."

Yan Jun shook his head, looked at the numbers on Dr. Chen's head, and felt a little pain in his heart: "I would also like to thank you for helping me bandage my wound yesterday."