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"Cang Yi, you don't have time to prepare. The **** movie will not let you wait a day or two for you to think carefully and ask your teammates. After you accept it, you will immediately enter the movie." Even when Qian Cangyi has agreed. , The small drill wind is still explaining the current situation.

One carelessness may result in death of one more person.

"Are you sure you want to accept it?" Xiao Zufeng's voice was full of contradictions. He hoped that the person on the phone would come to save himself, but he didn't want the other party to fall into the same danger as himself.

"Are you invited?" Qiancang asked.

"Immediately." Xiao Zufeng's voice came, and then there was a beeping sound, and the other side hung up the phone.

The surrounding environment suddenly became very quiet, as if being in a silent world, there was no music of raindrops hitting the earth, and there was no sharp car horn sounded from time to time.

As soon as Qiancang turned his head, he realized that everything around him was in a static state, as if the pause button was pressed for this movie in the real world, and everything remained for a moment, except... Qiancang One.

The busy tone came from the microphone, which seemed to remind Qian Cangyi to put the black microphone back in place.

Patter.

Qiancang stretched out his hand to put the black microphone back, and he held the plastic handle of the black long-pole umbrella with his right hand. The residual temperature left before had already dissipated, leaving only a piece of ice cold.

Ding Ding Ding!

The black microphone on the phone began to beat, like a rhythmic dance, one two three, one two three. A line of scrolling Chinese characters appeared on the yellow-green 1cd display next to the microphone.

[The movie "Old Life", picking up the microphone on behalf of the agreement, leaving the phone booth to express rejection, there is only one chance. 】

Tips for **** movies.

The choice is placed in front of Qiancang, pick up the representative to accept, ignore the representative's refusal, he can still make a choice, no one interferes with the choice made when there is no interference.

Qiancangyi released his right hand and placed it on his left chest. He could clearly feel his heart beating, one by one, full of vitality and vitality.

He released his right hand and leaned his back on the transparent shield on the left. Then his left hand grabbed the black microphone with a trace of residual heat. The next second, his biceps contracted and his hand moved the microphone. He picked it up and put it in his ear, "Hey!" He said hello, his voice was very relaxed, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

Several purple snakes of lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the street. At the same time, the originally still heavy rain was pouring down. With the sound of thunder coming a little later, the originally silent street suddenly became deafening, like a few hundred hangings. Firecrackers are lit at the same time.

A black SUV crossed the street, and the driver sitting in the driver’s seat was smoking a cigarette. The rain outside the window made him upset. Suddenly, somehow, soot that had not yet dissipated the heat suddenly fell into the collar. Lie down so the driver quickly put down the cigarette, and then stretched out his hand to pat.

At this moment, he didn't see the phone booth that was unusually conspicuous under the lightning, let alone the young man standing in front of the phone booth answering the phone.

"Huh, forget it, I still don't smoke. Whatever is not going well." The driver held the steering wheel with both hands, slowed down a little, and started to turn.

Another flash of lightning flashed from the sky, illuminating the street again, and illuminating the phone booth, but the young man who was still answering the phone was not in front of the phone booth. The black microphone that was originally placed in the young man’s ear was hanging slowly in the air. Shaking from side to side, the long black umbrella leaning on the baffle slowly slid down, fell to the ground, and rolled down.

Darkness enveloped this street again, and until the next lightning flashed, the red telephone box that suddenly appeared on the sidewalk seemed to have never existed, leaving no trace.

...

The white cloud moved away slowly, and the sun shone on Xiao Zuanfeng again. He was standing next to the trash can. Just now, there was a red phone booth in front of him. The passers-by in front and back of the sidewalk kept rubbing his side, but no passer-by noticed his abnormality just now.

"How about? Come?" A young man wearing a black jacket stood behind Xiao Zuanfeng, "You don't use the phone booth to say goodbye to people, do you? You might as well let me say goodbye to that girl. "The young man put his hands in his jacket pockets. After speaking, he reached out and stroked the oblique bangs in front of his forehead. The broken eyebrows that had been hidden by the bangs came out.

"Fable, I'm not the kind of person you think, I still want to live." Xiao Zuanfeng turned around, showing his teeth at the fable.

Afterwards, Xiao Zuanfeng turned his head and looked at the white building in front of him. On the top of the building were the four big red characters of Sunshine Hospital. These four characters were shining brightly in the sun, making them more eye-catching.

"That." The fable said, but he swallowed when he reached the point of his mouth.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Zuanfeng asked.

"Before he died, Jing Ke told me not to call someone if he was not sure, so as not to save his life." The fable couldn't help but recall the scene when he first entered the movie. He did not expect that the gentle squinting eyes turned out to be a murderer.

"I have confidence in him." Xiao Zuanfeng left these words and walked to the Sunshine Hospital.

"I don't care, I don't know him..." The fable spreads out his hands. "I think it's better for us to try to surrender. Maybe we can survive." Seeing the little drill wind go further and further, he hurriedly followed.

...

The darkness came and went fast, and the feeling of spinning around the world disappeared in an instant.

Qiancang realized that he was sitting at a lead gray desk.

On the desk, a piece of a4 size light yellow letter paper is neatly placed about 3 ocm away from the edge of the table. The letter paper is filled with neat block letters. On the right side of the letter paper is a wooden yellow envelope.

As soon as Qiancang picked up the envelope, there were two words Shen Yu written in the middle of the front of the envelope, followed by a space, followed by three words "Mr. Accepted". In the lower right corner of the envelope, the name of the signature is Su Wenshan, and the sender's address is Sunshine Hospital, O8 Xieyang Road, Canzi City. He turned the seal of the envelope to himself, and there was no letter paper left in it. After that, he glanced at the back of the envelope again, and there was also nothing worthy of special attention.

After checking the envelope, Qian Cangyi picked up the letter paper~www.wuxiaspot.com~Mr. Shen Yu, do you remember that thing I told you a while ago? I found some clues, and now I am looking for clues to continue investigating. Although your imagination is very rich, you must never think of any clues I have shown. 】

[As your pen pal, I am very happy to be able to share the secret in my heart with you. In fact, before telling you this secret, no one knows this secret except for an annoying guy. Oh, by the way, that guy is called Zuo Di. I'm investigating with him, but apart from the clues, we are also in a little trouble. 】

[If Mr. Shen Yu is not quite sure what the secret I'm talking about when you see this, you can first look at the letter I sent you earlier, which has written on it. 】

[In order not to waste your time, let's take a look at the letter I sent earlier, otherwise you must not understand what I mean by what I said next. 】

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