Disease Name Immortal

A new day has come.

In the early morning, the chariot returned to its unruly appearance when it was covered with advertisements.

On the way to the stomach area, Jiang Bingshu drove the car.

But his driving skills were obviously much better, so much so that Baozi said:

"Have you ever driven this road?"

"No no."

Not long ago, Jiang Bingshu turned on his mobile phone, checked the calendar, and found that the time was reversed.

This startled him.

Combined with Jiang Xiaosheng's hints, he guessed the horror of the ward.

This is indeed an unprecedented ward, and it is not at the same level as the ward he has heard of and contact with before.

Because... he went back to the day before.

And the most bizarre thing is that the people around, including the old people with high levels of illness in the chess and card room, including Baozi, Sister Che...

Neither seem to realize it.

They were reset like NPCs, with the exception of themselves.

[I'm not sure what caused this disease area, the distance between you and me is too far... A lot of things can't be done.

But **** disease tree, it is best not to expose yourself, do not try to do things that violate the logic of disease rules. 】

Jiang Xiaosheng's warning was telling Jiang Bingshu—

Just like he told Pu Lei, learn to pretend and don't easily say things like "time goes backwards" and "we went back to the day before".

Because Jiang Xiaosheng still has many, many doubts about this disease area.

He exhausted his strength, but only to prevent Jiang Bingshu from being "reset", so that his memory would not return to the state of the previous day like Baozi and others.

These things, Jiang Bingshu has no way to feel.

It was only in his dreams that he could see that barren, mist-shrouded world.

But Jiang Xiaosheng was not. For Jiang Xiaosheng, that world always existed, and he was imprisoned there forever.

It seems that the bridge is the only exit. Only when you reach the other side of the bridge can you solve all the puzzles and know what the relationship between you and Jiang Bingshu is.

And Jiang Xiaosheng can also feel that he can do some things for Jiang Xingshu, such as fighting against disease rules.

Creates some kind of rule resistance.

With such resistance, the diseased **** tree can be freer than others in many diseased environments.

It's just that the more you fight against the severe rules, the weaker you will feel.

At this time, Jiang Xiaosheng fell again somewhere on the huge Broken Bridge.

His last words before he passed out were to remind Jiang Bingshu to protect himself and not to expose himself until he found more information about the disease area.

Jiang Xiaosheng has tried his best.

It's just that the information he brought is really a little less.

So much so that the **** diseased tree still has a lot of confusion——

"This ward is temporarily returning the time to the previous day. Will the time continue to run normally after that?"

"Or, will this ward keep bringing time back to this day?"

"Are there any other sober people in the ward?"

The **** diseased tree is not clear. But he believes that he cannot fully follow the trajectory in memory.

"If I go back to the day before, then it means that I have one more day's information worse than others."

"I can't be who I was yesterday, I have to learn to use this information difference."

With this thought in mind, Jiang Bingshu had a trade-off in his heart.

Baozi, like yesterday, talked about women.

First, I talked about the goodness of girls, and then when I was about to talk about young women in my heart, Jiang Bingshu naturally took over the topic:

"How many postures are there? The key is that many people's husbands are seriously ill and cannot be satisfied... At this time, people with disease-induced fluctuations will show a strong physical advantage, and they will sigh about your tenacity..."

"I'm grass, you kid... no, little Jiang! Oh no, Ashu! Bosom friend, bosom friend!"

There was light in Baozi's eyes.

With the common topic of women, and using Baozi's point of view to communicate with Baozi... Baozi likes the **** disease tree too much.

More and more pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Bingshu is still a virgin, so he doesn't know much about topics that will be banned if he writes too much.

But he will take it slow.

Jiang Bingshu silently wrote down every word that Baozi said.

The two reached the stomach area in a short while in the atmosphere of chatting and seeing each other.

After parking the car, Jiang Bingshu passed the Afterlife Bar.

He stopped here, and once again there was a kind of ** to enter the afterlife.

It is worth mentioning that the bar in the stomach area works day and night.

There are not a few people who drink in claustrophobic bars during the day.

Jiang Bingshu didn't have any interest in bars, he just had a strange intuition.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he still didn't go in.

"Well... time is running out. If it will return to this state tomorrow, I will explore it again."

When thinking about it like this, Jiang Bingshu suddenly felt that although the source of this disease domain was unknown.

But it seems, a little help to yourself?

Diseases occur in time rules, and the A-level of this disease area is well deserved. Even Jiang Bingshu felt that Grade A was too conservative.

However, the disease area is generally closed, and this disease area is not another chronic disease area.

So why is the whole sick city... affected?

This time, there are too many doubts about the super sick area in Jiang Xiaosheng's mouth.

Ginger diseased trees can only be investigated slowly.

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...

Everything was the same as yesterday, the **** sick tree found nothing.

There are no clues at the crime scene.

But Baozi was very surprised at the calmness of the **** tree.

He originally wanted to educate Jiang Bingshu so that he would learn to abandon the "abandoned son" first.

It comes from understanding some of the logic of chess organization and chess professionals.

But the **** sick tree... is very calm. How could he be so calm?

"Ashu, did you find something?"

"No. I'm not Detective Ke Bei. I don't have the ability to solve a case every episode and come to the scene of the crime to solve it on the spot. I don't think anyone in our organization has this ability, right?"

"If there was, I'd say you're awesome."

Jiang Bingshu's answer gave Baozi a slight sense of sight.

For some reason, there is always a feeling of being robbed of lines.

But Baozi still couldn't notice anything, he just said:

"Then don't you think it's a bit of a waste of our time?"

After saying this, Baozi frowned.

Wait, how does it feel like a role swap.

Ginger Disease Tree nodded:

"So I'm watching the news and using my time wisely. I suggest you watch it too. I can't read it alone. We can exchange information with each other at that time."

"Don't waste time, brother Bao."

"..."

The buns are speechless.

Jiang Bingshu probably browsed the recent cases and found that there were no other similar cases.

"Let's go, Brother Bao, I'll take you to dinner. There's a restaurant in the stomach area."

Jiang Bingshu was going to take Baozi, and it was Baozi who took Jiangbingshu yesterday.

Along the way, Baozi looks like a newcomer. Of course, he is not a newcomer. He is a competent chess player second only to Xu Manyu.

But it is very strange, how is Jiang Bingshu familiar with this place?

Since the restaurant where Jiang Bingshu brought Baozi happened to be the one Baozi was familiar with, he felt more and more—

Ashu really likes me too much.

We can eat together, talk together, and have a good working attitude.

Sure enough, the coach has a vision, no wonder he has to recruit such a person.

This meal was very enjoyable.

Because Jiang Bingshu and Baozi left the crime scene ahead of time, when Baozi's phone calls came, it was time for the two of them to eat.

The first is a kidnapping case where the target is a ghost.

The second is a murder case, and the target is a ghost.

The third is a small ward, a suspected ward.

Jiang Bingshu knew that this could not be exposed, so he did not say anything.

It's just more certain that the scope of the disease area this time is very large.

He suddenly wanted to see Pu Lei.

I don't know if Pu Lei's procedural game perspective will notice the strangeness of this day.

But at the moment, Jiang Bingshu still did not act.

What he did today was all yesterday.

Can I find the black cannon as soon as possible, depends on whether this ward is a one-time ward, or will I have to return to this day in the next few days?

The answer will only be revealed when the next day comes.

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...

Night is coming soon.

In the afternoon, Jiang Bingshu was not idle, and while scanning the news from various places, he asked everyone's movements.

Still no gain.

But he doesn't care either. The stomach area is very large, but after all, there is a limit. There is no difficulty in exploring a limited space in an infinite time.

What he cares more about is...

What would happen if I didn't sleep tonight and kept my eyes open until dawn.

An absolutely healthy body, staying up late is naturally very easy.

If the sick area repeats everything and goes back to a point in time, then will I see myself... teleport from the stomach area to somewhere?

He lay on the hotel bed in the stomach area, getting excited the more he thought about it.

But Jiang Bingshu's abacus failed——

His plan to stay up late ended because of some force majeure.

sleepy.

The indescribable, unstoppable and powerful sleepiness suddenly struck at a certain moment.

Jiang Bingshu was fine for a second, but the next second his consciousness was completely disturbed because he was too sleepy.

Soon he was dazed.

Difficulty concentrating, I just want to close my eyes and fall asleep.

His last clear consciousness made him forcibly glance at the time——

Two o'clock at night.

Writing down this time seems to be able to use up the remaining strength, Jiang Bingshu finally can't bear the weight of the eyelids.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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...

The next morning.

The sun shines into the Baichuan chess and card entertainment room and falls on the white wish flower.

Jiang Bingshu rubbed his sleepy eyes and got up from the bed.

He had no habit of touching the money under the pillow.

When he saw the white wish flower, he knew that he had returned to the day before.

"Brother Bao, don't rush, I'll come down immediately."

He subconsciously shouted.

The steamed bun downstairs was taken aback for a moment, this was somehow predicted by Mengxin.

After washing his face quickly, Jiang Bingshu said:

"Come on, I'll drive to the stomach area, time is running out, don't delay."

Jiang Bingshu is as capable as an old chess position.

Baozi's evaluation of this newcomer gradually increased.

In the process of driving, Baozi found that Jiang Bingshu's driving skills were very skilled.

It may surprise him, but what is even more surprising is that he can not only drive a magic car, but also other cars.

Before Baozi could speak, Jiang Bingshu took the lead in talking about the girl in the liver area.

That comment, that tone, that demeanor, just like a steamed bun.

It wasn't over yet. After talking about the girl in the liver area, he was still angry, and he talked about the young woman in the heart area again.

A comment that is accurate to the depths of Baozi's soul will not make Baozi happy.

"Damn it, brother, you are my brother, boy... Abu, Bao Xiaoshu! My good brother Bao Xiaoshu! To have such an opinion on women, it shows that you are not like Ma Liang and Xun Yu. Mediocre. It's too late to meet! It's too late to meet!"

"Where and where, I only understand a little, a little. In addition... Brother Bao, let's be a brother with a different surname."

Bao Xiaoshu is too ugly.

"I don't know if Brother Bao has anything you want to continue to share? I said so much, let me listen to Brother Bao..."

Jiang Bingshu continued the other words about the buns, just... Anyway, it's boring, why don't you test it.

Take a test to see how much the boss's favorability toward him can be improved if he keeps going back to the same day.

With this thought in mind, the journey was extremely joyful.

Of course, it would be great if the progress of solving the case was as fast as the progress of Raiders Buns.

Jiang Bingshu suddenly thought, what would happen if he refused buns today?

What if you completely change the course of action and go to the third disease incubator of the mental department in the heart area?

Is it possible to keep reading files, test Zhou Yuan's communication method, and ask for more information about Guan Rui's brother, so that it can be more like it in the future?

The more Jiang Bingshu thought about it, the more troublesome he felt.

But today, he still decided to continue investigating the black cannon case.

He has already started collecting all kinds of information, news, forums, and gossip in advance.

I believe that from the vast amount of data, there will definitely be information that can be extracted.

This is definitely a stupid method, but it doesn't hold much time.

But before starting to collect information, Jiang Bingshu decided to do one thing first.

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...

Stomach area, next life bar entrance.

After parking the car, Jiang Bingshu looked at the door wrapped in neon lights of Afterlife Bar and thought.

"It's not a coincidence."

"When I really come here, I will have an intuition of wanting to go in and see."

Jiang Bingshu tried hard to capture a certain feeling.

The so-called intuition is a very metaphysical thing. It is something that the brain thinks at a high speed. It is a special feeling formed by the combination of habits, experience, wisdom, memory, and five senses.

"I missed the first two times, but this time I don't want to miss it..."

Jiang Bingshu walked towards the door of the Afterlife Bar.

This moment in life opens up new possibilities.

At this time, in the afterlife bar, a young girl was talking to her own disease.

As Moon Rose's secret weapon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The chill she exudes makes the drinkers in the stomach area dare not approach.

Outside the next life bar, Baozi frowned:

"Tree, what are you doing? Going for a drink at this time? Early in the morning?"

The bar in the stomach area works day and night.

Ginger Tree said:

"Brother Bao, we couldn't find any clues at the scene of the crime, and you also know the virtues of the people in the hospital team."

Baozi always feels that today's **** disease tree is too sophisticated.

Seeing Jiang Bingshu's footsteps, Baozi followed.

When walking into the door of the bar, a young girl just got up slowly, paid for the drink and was about to leave.

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