Forces of Temptation

Chapter 15: Xiao Ming's daily life (2)

Shen Jie was quite satisfied with the result.

The Cube is a complete rookie team.

Newcomers have weaknesses and are likely to have weak observation skills and panic problems, but don't worry about them daring to hide.

No matter what they find, they will definitely say it.

Besides, "sleep" is the longest task, no matter how you think about it, it's a hassle.

Now that someone has come out to fight this trouble, of course that's the best.

Jiang Fang put away the cards one by one, watched everyone disperse, and went to the room to find clues and draw the situation.

Nan Zhou looked at his hand and asked, "How did you do it?"

Jiang Fang said with a low smile, "Secret."

After the lottery, there is only half an hour left before zero, and there is not much time for them to explore.

However, there is not much space to explore in this apartment.

There is a large pot of monstera on the balcony.

The living room is connected to the dining room. There is a beautiful floral tablecloth on the table. There is still water in the vase and a small handful of roses.

Nan Zhou looked down while holding the window edge of the living room with the screen window half open.

There is no ground down, and only the month up.

Between the heavens and the earth, only the moon and this family still shine brightly.

No neighbors, no upstairs or downstairs.

This house is like a 100-square-meter island floating in the moonlight.

The decoration in the master bedroom is quite warm, with a large bed, bedside table, floor lamp, wardrobe, a projector at the bedside, and a separate toilet.

The second bedroom was converted into a study and game room, with a well-equipped all-in-one computer, a small sofa, a single box spring bed, and a shelf of books, it seems that it can be easily used in Spend the whole day here.

The second bedroom is a place for "playing games". As for the children's room, it is most likely the main venue for this game.

The children's room is more than 20 square meters, and there is a single bed with a blue car as a base.

The mattress is very soft and comfortable.

When the lights in the children's room are turned off, a starry night light will start to work, casting deep and shallow reflections of the galaxy on the wall.

Little Ming's schoolbag and several books are placed on the small lift desk for children.

Because the task has not yet started, "Xiao Ming"'s schoolbag cannot be opened, and the homework piled in the corner of the desk seems to be glued together with 502, and it is hard to part with the desktop.

After briefly checking the children's room and another bathroom next to the children's room, Jiang Fang came to the kitchen.

The refrigerator at home can be opened, and there is enough rice, flour, grain and oil in the kitchen cabinet for seven days.

After he counted the knives, when he turned around, he found that Nan Zhou was standing at the door of the kitchen, staring at him with good eyes.

Jiang Fang said: "I'll take a look at your mission location."

Nan Zhou was still thinking about the question: "...how did you do it?"

Jiang Fang smiled calmly, and when he walked past him generously, he left a word: "Guess."

Everything in the house is normal and clean.

As if the family was just on a trip.

After a simple search, everyone reunited in the living room.

At this time, everyone has the same question:

The game quests all say "Xiao Ming", but where are the parents of "Xiao Ming"?

However, the game is about to start, and there is not much time for them to focus on it.

This night, Jiang Fang, of course, went to the children's room as instructed.

Nan Zhou and Li Yinhang chose the second bedroom, and the "Tailwind" candidate chose the living room.

"The master bedroom is the largest, so Lawyer Yu will live there." Thin Monkey glanced at his legs deliberately, and said strangely, "Respect the disabled."

Yu Tuisi was not angry, but bowed his waist politely: "Thank you very much."

At this time, there are still 15 minutes before zero.

Yu Tuisi was pushed into the master bedroom by Chen Sufeng.

The "Tailwind" group started the internal information exchange in a corner of the living room.

Nan Zhou, Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang gathered in the children's room.

Li Yinhang worriedly handed his mobile phone to Jiang Fang: "Here, put it here. My mobile phone has a lock screen camera function, maybe it can record something."

Jiang Fang took it over in a gentlemanly manner and put it on the bedside: "Thanks."

The first time I participated in the mission, Li Yinhang couldn't say anything. He wanted to remind Jiang Fang to pay attention to safety, but when he said it, he realized that it was quite useless, so he had to swallow it obediently.

Perceiving that Nan Zhou was standing at the door, she seemed to have something to say to Jiang Fang, she stood up consciously: "I'll find a bed and quilt and lay it on the floor, you can talk."

She understands that she should not easily join a conversation she does not understand.

To save others from wasting time in order to take care of their IQ.

After Li Yinhang left, Nan Zhou came to the bed.

His curiosity was about to explode: "...you tell me how."

Jiang Fang lowered his head and smiled half-softly and half-sly.

…Caught a curious cat.

When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were full of sincerity.

He took the deck of cards from his pocket and counted the top 8 cards.

Ace of Hearts to 8 of Hearts.

Jiang Fang folded the cards with both hands, unfolded the 8 cards to Nan Zhou to see, and folded them again.

He began to cut the cards as before.

This time, he cut surprisingly fast.

With only one hand.

Nan Zhou took some time to see clearly, he used a single index finger to divide the cards into two stacks, staggered the lower stack from the upper layer, and quickly used skill to stagger the two stacks of cards fusion.

After cutting at high speed for about 10 seconds, Jiang Fang abruptly stopped his hand, and a card flew out, and when it landed, it accurately kept its face up.

2 of Hearts.

Jiang Fang looked directly at Nanzhou, leaned over to pick up the card, and in front of him, made a mark on the pattern on the back of the card with his fingertips.

After putting the 2 of hearts back into the deck, he continued to shuffle quickly.

This time, he began to explain.

When Jiang Fang lowered his voice, his voice was as gentle and sweet as new wine:

"The 8 of hearts means 'sleep late', which is the last thing most normal people want to draw."

"Nap is relatively better. Sleeping at night, under the action of the biological clock, it is difficult to keep a clear head and make reasonable defenses in time, and there will be all kinds of unimaginable Threats arise, such as dreams."

"You should remember that the last time I shuffled the deck was much slower than this time."

"You may not be able to remember the positions of all the cards, but it will not be very difficult to focus all your energy on memorizing the position of one card and then not touching it."

"So, everyone avoided the card I wanted."

Jiang Fang stopped his hand, looked away from Nan Zhou's face, and drew any cards from his palm—

Be impartial, just the 8 of hearts representing "sleep".

Nan Zhou: "Why did you choose the 8 of Hearts?"

Jiang Fang blinked his eyes lightly and said the truth: "Because this task is difficult, I don't feel relieved to give it to others."

Nanzhou gave an "oh" and was not surprised by the answer: "Then why did you imply that I would draw 2 of hearts? Why did I get the Joker card?"

Jiang Fang's answer is right on his lips.

…Because the “cooking” represented by 2 of hearts is the easiest variable to control in all tasks.

To put it simply, he didn't want Nanzhou to take risks.

But Jiang Fang is really not good at it, and he doesn't like things like "confessing the truth".

He changed the subject: "What is the last card you want to draw?"

Nanzhou did not hesitate: "2 of hearts, cook."

Jiang Fang's hand was almost unsteady: "..."

Jiang Fang: "...why?"

Nan Zhou: "Because I cook badly."

Jiang Fang: “…”

He put his hands on his knees and laughed, not sure if he was laughing at others or at himself.

…doing the self-righteous thing again.

Jiang Fang skipped the first question raised by Nan Zhou.

He held the completely shuffled card in the palm of his right hand with one hand, pushed away the first card with slight scratches on the back with his thumb, and pressed the second card with his tail finger The corner of the card, a light flick—

The card is flipped in place, jumping from tail to head.

It's the smiling red Joker, the king of ghost cards.

Jiang Fang quickly shook it with one hand.

At the same time as Joker's playing cards landed, the edge of the cuff of his thin white sweater slid out another 2 of hearts, which also had scratches on the back.

Heart 2 perfectly replaces Joker's position and fits perfectly.

Jiang Fang gave the answer to the second question: "Because I took out nine cards from the beginning."

Nan Zhou suddenly said, "Ah—"

Jiang Fang picked up the dropped cards, sorted out the whole deck, and handed them all over to Nan Zhou: "Let's play it for you. Study it well."

Nan Zhou took the card, made a "uh" and turned to leave.

After taking two steps, he stood still.

Nan Zhou turned around and said to Jiang Fang coldly and bluntly, "Don't be in a bad mood. I know you want to be nice to me."

Jiang Fang curled up with his fingertips on the side of the bed, and even his heart was hit gently, trembling and numb.

A smile appeared on his face again, put his hand on his chest, and bowed gently to Nan Zhou: "Thank you. I'm comforted."

Nan Zhou nodded: "Be careful. Don't die."

Jiang Fang smiled and said, "See you at eight tomorrow."

Nan Zhou closed the door of the children's room for him and put the cards in his pocket at the same time.

His thumb stroked the card involuntarily.

There is still Jiang Fang's palm temperature on the deck of cards.

In the master bedroom.

Yu Tuisi took out the gold wire glasses from his pocket, hung his wrist, and wiped it with a soft glasses cloth.

Chen Sufeng half-kneeled in front of him, pressed his knees, held his calf with one hand, raised it in an arc, and massaged gently.

"Miss Li, her eyes have been looking in the direction of Nanzhou." Yu Tuisi analyzed to himself, "In their team, she is relatively the highest, but she is not the backbone. "

"So, if Mr. Nan and Mr. Jiang have any opinions, you can listen to them carefully, and Miss Li won't waste too much time."

Chen Sufeng: "Hmm."

"Tailwind" they seem to want command. Don't quarrel with them easily, otherwise it will only affect our mission." Yu Tuisi said, "Just do what you need to do. , don't do superfluous things."

Chen Sufeng's voice was muffled: "Got it."

After being silent for a while, he couldn't help but raise his head and said in dissatisfaction, "You...don't always treat me like a child. I can still see many things."

Yu Tuisi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, I talk too much."

He put his hand on Chen Sufeng's head, his fingertips slid slightly, and landed on Chen Sufeng's ear that was very similar to that man.

His fingers circled around Chen Sufeng's ear contour: "...If the system can bring your brother back, I can save my mind."

Chen Sufeng's ears were a little itchy as he played. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a slight screeching sound from the filament above his head, and then went out.

The living room light from under the door also disappeared.

Chen Sufeng held Yu Tuisi's calf, but he didn't react: "Tripped?"

"It's task time."

Yu Tuisi let out a low "shh" and put his arm on Chen Sufeng's shoulder skillfully: "Hold me to the bed."

At zero, the game officially begins.

In the living room, the three groups were lying down, but they did not dare to fall asleep.

The giant monstera is like a man squatting in the dark.

Three or four drying racks without clothes hanging on the lifting drying poles were blown by the night wind outside the half-open screen window, making a sound like a wind chime.

Any small noise or movement at this time is terrifying.

They didn't even dare to turn over, for fear that the sound of springs in the sofa would invite secret peeps.

In the second bedroom, Li Yinhang's spirit was also tense.

She lay on the soft floor and thought wildly, thinking if she wanted to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, should she solve it on the spot or risk her death.

But soon, her careful thinking was interrupted by an abnormal noise.

…Nan Zhou on the bed didn't hold the cards he was playing, and his face dropped.

Jiang Fang was lying on his back on a car-shaped children's bed, clasped his hands on his chest, and closed his eyes.

He didn't seem to care what kind of environment he was in. After disbanding Scorpion Braid, he soon fell asleep.

The night light casts a cosmic light spot on the wall, and also moves and turns on Jiang Fang's nose and lips, like a gentle touch and touch.

Answer, answer, answer.

The little duck cartoon clock by the bed, all the way to two o'clock.

When the hour hand pointed steadily to "2", Jiang Fangping's cell phone, which was on the side of the pillow, with recording and recording turned on, suddenly lit up.

The standby screen is a photo of Li Yinhang and his roommate.

At the top of the phone screen, the system prompt is repeatedly swiping—

"Recognizing faces."

"Not recognized successfully. Double-tap the screen to try again."

"Recognizing faces."

"Not recognized successfully, double-tap the screen to try again."

The screen turned on and off, off and on, reflecting half of Jiang Fang's face in a staggered light and dark.

And he lay in the dark, sleepless.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Fang, who was trying to flirt with his wife, encountered Nanzhou straight ball x1, and the effect was outstanding

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