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A quiet voice appeared in her ears. Jiang You raised her eyebrows. Looking at the closed mouth of player No. 34, she shook her head and said, "No, I have no impression, but what is your skill?"

Jiang You lowered his voice when speaking, but did not cover up the shape of his mouth when speaking. With Director Yang's height, he could not see their mouths at all unless he raised his head, and it seemed that there was no need to cover their mouths deliberately.

"Ventriloquism, isn't it great? This is something I have practiced since I was a child. It is not a game skill." The voice of player No. 34 appeared again. Likewise, his mouth remained motionless, and only the changing expressions in his eyes could be seen. It seems that he is boasting.

Jiang You moved his mouth and cooperated without any emotion: "It's indeed amazing."

After Director Yang finished admonishing him, he looked towards the cafeteria. There was another person wearing different clothes from the old employee's gray overalls. He was running around the cafeteria very quickly and refused to come out.

At this time, there were not many people in the canteen, and there were many empty tables. The dishes on many tables were still placed and had not been cleared away.

Male player No. 11 stood in front of a table with his back to the entrance of the cafeteria, picked up the bowl on top and brought it to his mouth.

Following Director Yang's gaze, everyone saw the remaining figure in the cafeteria, who was incompatible with the uniformly dressed old employees around him.

Lin An tugged on Jiang You's sleeve and sighed: "Sister, this person is amazing. He actually dares to take Director Yang's words as nothing in front of so many people. With Director Yang's narrow-minded and face-saving attitude, he will definitely use power for personal gain." , he will definitely be squeezed to death."

Hearing Lin An's words, Jiang You's eyes moved.

Not only did the current male player No. 11 not seem to recognize them, Lin An also showed no special behavior after seeing him.

If she saw male player No. 11 appear again, Lin An would not say a word. After all, she happily sent male player No. 11 into the elevator on the third floor last night. Unless Lin An saw it now People are not Player Eleven.

Thinking about it, Jiang You asked, "Do you still remember the serial number of the intern in the cafeteria?"

"Well..." Lin An thought for a while, then shook his head at Jiang You and said, "Sister, I don't know, I didn't notice that he seemed to be sitting in the front row at that time."

After saying that, Lin An looked at Jiang You's expression and added, "Sister, if you want, I can try to write down everyone's number plates."

"No need." Jiang You said, "I just asked casually. It has nothing to do with my sister what their numbers are."

"Oh." Lin An nodded, indicating that she understood. The pigtails on her head were shaking, but her eyes were looking at everyone's chests one by one, and she tried to match the numbers on the serial number plates with the faces of the interns. in the mind.

Feeling the low pressure on Director Yang, Zhu San, who was closest to Director Yang, said, "Director Yang? Shall I bring him out for you?"

Zhu San stared at the back of male player No. 11. As he spoke, his face showed the same anger as Director Yang, "How dare this kid openly disobey your orders?! I, Zhu San, am the first one who can't bear it." !”

Director Yang nodded, very satisfied with Zhu San, and said, "Go ahead."

"I'll go! That's my bowl! What is he doing?"

After Zhu San strode into the cafeteria, suddenly, a shocked voice appeared next to Jiang You.

Player No. 34's mouth did not move, but he spoke with gritted teeth. This time, his voice was not even lowered, and others around him heard it at the same time.

Director Yang even looked up at him, but didn't say anything. With the performance of male player No. 11, everyone else seemed extremely obedient and well-behaved.

Jiang You looked at the cafeteria. Male player No. 11 held the bowl in both hands and brought it to his mouth. His movements seemed to be drinking the remaining soup in the bowl. After finishing, he stuck out his tongue and shook it wildly. Licking the remaining juice in the bowl.

Looking at the familiar figure from behind, some players' expressions changed, but now looking through the cafeteria door, they couldn't see clearly the serial number plate on the chest of male player No. 11.

Basically all the players heard the knock on the door last night, and of course they also heard the sound of the knocker after the knock on the door.

The voice knocking on the door came from No. 11, who was also a player.

After getting up early in the dormitory but not seeing player No. 8, many people assumed that No. 8, like No. 11, had died on the first night of the dungeon.

As a result, a player who was suspected to have died reappeared in front of everyone. What happened to him? So it became what it is now?

Is the current male player No. 1 still a human being? If not a human being, what is he?

The same question appeared in the minds of the remaining players present.

Because the behavior shown by Player No. 11 in the cafeteria was completely beyond what a normal person could do.

At this time, among everyone, player No. 34 had the ugliest expression. He asked Jiang You: "Did you see it? What did you see him doing?"

"I saw it, he was licking the bowl you just ate from." Jiang You had noticed the position of player No. 34 when he was in the cafeteria, so he knew exactly who the bowl picked up by male player No. 11 belonged to. She State the facts you see now.

After putting down the remaining bowls of player No. 34, male player No. 11 changed tables again. He picked up the bowl on the other table and repeated the previous action.

He licked the bottom of the bowl left by others without any grudge. The expression on his face was very satisfied, as if he was eating something delicious.

There were a few spare ribs left on the plate on the table that seemed to be in good condition, but male player No. 11 seemed to be only interested in what was in the bowl. He did not touch the plate on the table and picked up everything. It's a white ceramic bowl on the table.

Jiang You had only seen this kind of white ceramic bowl at the window where white broth was distributed, and male player No. 11 showed absolute enthusiasm for the white broth as soon as he entered the cafeteria.

Zhu San who rushed to the side of male player No. 11 was thrown away by him, and Zhu San sat down on the ground.

Jiang You lowered his head and looked at Director Yang who was still in front of them. His lowered eyes just happened to see Director Yang pick up the whistle in his hand. Jiang You quickly raised his hand to plug his ears.

"Beep beep beep..."

A harsh whistle sounded at the door of the cafeteria. After the whistle, Director Yang shouted inside: "That intern! Get out of here! Get out of here on the 11th!"

Hearing the sound, male player No. 11 stopped moving. He turned around and saw the furious Director Yang and Zhu San who had just gotten up from the ground.

Zhu San's pale face was smiling ferociously at him: "You're done."