Nightmare Attack

In a spacious conference room, there were several people sitting around a long table.

The leader is a woman with ordinary appearance but outstanding temperament.

Lin Wan'er turned her head and looked at the empty seat on the right. Before she could speak, she heard a voice from the left, "It's rare, sir, that you convened a meeting and the 3rd was absent." The person who spoke was a man wearing a striped shirt. With his head tilted, there was a cowboy hat on the table in front of him, giving him a bohemian look.

"No. 3 is not absent. I assigned him a task yesterday. He has exhausted his mental energy and needs to rest." Lin Wan'er resolved No. 2's doubts with a few words.

"Sir, are we still waiting for him?" No. 7 cast a questioning look at Lin Wan'er.

"Wait a minute, someone is already looking for it." Chenran said. When answering question No. 7, his attitude was surprisingly gentle, and he looked towards the door.

After a while, the door of the conference room rang politely twice, and then the door was pushed open, and two people walked in one after another. "I've been waiting for a long time." No. 8 followed behind No. 3, Today she put on a little black dress, which looked dark and cute.

However, No. 3 seemed to be in a bad mental state, and his overall temperament was much weaker.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I had to rest for a while." When he came to his seat, No. 3 did not sit down immediately. Instead, he motioned to Lin Wan'er first, his blue eyes lowered.

"How was your rest?" Lin Wan'er looked at him.

"much better."

Just after No. 3 took his seat, No. 8, who was following him, shouted, "What's going on? Why isn't there a seat for me?" There were only a few chairs near the long table, and each one had its owner at the moment.

Guan Yuaning, who was responsible for setting up the venue, frowned at this moment. This was not a big deal, but the key point was that the one without a chair was No. 8. This half-year-old child was very cunning. No one knew whether she would use the topic as an excuse.

Besides...she had checked the number of chairs and it shouldn't be too few.

"Hehe, God has eyes. No. 8 can't stand it if you don't do human things." Seeing this scene, No. 13 let out a sigh of resentment in his heart. He was very happy to see No. 8 deflated.

To everyone's surprise, No. 8 did not act mean to No. 13 or Wan Yuan Ning, but moved towards No. 3 step by step. Jiao Didi said: "No. 3, I don't have a chair to sit on, can I... be with you?" Give it a squeeze?”

No. 3 could not help but frown.

In an instant, everyone who needed to know understood it.

No. 8 showed a secretly delighted expression. Just when No. 3 was about to nod reluctantly, suddenly, a discordant voice sounded, "Wait a minute!" No. 13 stood up, walked a few steps quickly, and came from under a hidden corner. , dragging out a chair.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this chair was intentionally hidden here.

The moment he saw the chair, No. 8's expression darkened.

"Hehe." No. 13 trotted all the way, dragged the chair out, and placed it right next to the long table. He also dusted off the non-existent dust with his hand, raised his head, and smiled like a flower, "No need to squeeze, everyone is here. Have a seat.”

No. 8 chewed on his teeth and glared at No. 13, "Thank you so much!"

"It should be." No. 13 turned around and slipped back to his seat.

After No. 3 defeated part of the president's mental power, the pressure inside Crimson was much reduced. Lin Wan'er looked at everything in front of her with a helpless expression.

More importantly, they understood what the Night's Watch was up to.

"Judging from what happened last night, the target of the Night Watch is Sir. I think...the murder of No. 10 is also related to the Night Watch. The fortress is easiest to break from the inside." No. 2 grabbed his hat and mentioned the murder of No. 10. Everyone is taking this matter seriously.

Chenran leaned back on the chair, with a pair of cold and scary eyes, "I agree with what No. 2 said. As long as we control Mr., then with the help of Mr.'s ability, we have the opportunity to forcibly modify Wu's memory, and then use Wu to kill 10 Number."

Lin Wan'er's face flashed with a strange expression. After a few seconds, she turned her head and looked at No. 3. The latter frowned slightly at this moment and looked slightly pale. "No. 3, what do you think?"

"It is theoretically possible, but it is very difficult to implement it." No. 3 answered truthfully, "First of all, if you want to modify Wu's memory, you must completely control him. For this reason alone, with our current , it’s difficult.”

"We can make a sneak attack." No. 13 showed a sinister expression, "Hit him with a sap."

No. 3 was stunned for a moment. It seemed that in his understanding, this option was not yet available. He suddenly felt a little dizzy. He didn't have a good rest last night. He always had dreams, and they were all strange and bizarre dreams. It's like traveling back and forth between his past life and this life.

There was a voice that kept repeating something in his ear. He didn't know who it was, but he instinctively felt familiar and subconsciously chose to trust it.

"Sorry, maybe I was too cautious." No. 3 reached out and gently rubbed both sides of his nose, looking a little tired. "If you connect all these things, it should be like what you said."

"First control Mr., then use Mr.'s ability to modify Wu's memory, and finally use Wu's ability to kill No. 10, causing Zero to completely fall into despair and open the door to the abyss."

No. 8 immediately agreed, "No. 3 is right, it must be like this!"

Following this line of thought, some further plans were discussed during the meeting. In short, after learning that there was no danger on the 10th, the atmosphere in the entire meeting relaxed a lot.

The meeting ended and everyone left one after another.

After everyone's footsteps disappeared, Lin Wan'er stood up, turned and walked towards an inconspicuous wall.

There was a huge painting hanging on the wall, taking up almost half of the wall.

Flip the switch and the painting slowly rises, revealing a door embedded in the wall.

There was a figure waiting inside for a long time.

"How's it going? The matter on No. 10 is really over, right?" The visitor was dressed in black robes, showing a pale face. He was a bookish young man.

Also Crimson No. 1.

Lin Wan'er nodded and whispered, "It's over. No. 10 will not be in danger anymore, but you shouldn't be here today." Her voice changed, "You should know that you are hiding in a place separated from No. 7 by a wall. Possibly exposed.”

"It was my fault this time. There won't be another time. I just..."

Naturally, it was clear that No. 1 was worried about No. 10, so Lin Waner was not too harsh. She took out something and handed it to No. 1, "It's good that you are here. I have something to ask you. You can think of a way to get this thing." , get it to that car quickly!”

No. 1 took it in surprise. It was a pair of handkerchiefs. After opening it, there was a bell lying quietly inside.

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