Nightmare Attack

"I'm not going either," Luo Yi leaned on the bed, his pale face softening a little.

He was originally with Zhen Jianren, so his words were naturally the same.

The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng worriedly.

The current situation is not optimistic for him.

did not expect

"You misunderstood," Jiang Cheng said calmly: "No one is forcing you to go to the equipment center. If you are not willing to go, then I will go."

The fat man trembled violently when he heard this.

He immediately looked at Jiang Cheng, even thinking that he was hallucinating.

But Jiang Cheng had no intention of joking at all.

He sat upright, his eyes as calm as water, showing a very calm atmosphere.

Calm, fearless, and reliable.

It's very different from the calculating faces of some people.

No one expected Jiang Cheng to take this job on himself. Zhen Jianren and Luo Yi quickly looked at each other with disbelief written on their faces.

They couldn't guess what Jiang Cheng was going to do.

"It's your turn now," Jiang Cheng continued, "Who's going to find the woman in charge of the rehearsal?" He turned his head and looked in the other direction, "Who's going to find the students?"

a moment later

"I'm going to find that woman," Yu Wen suddenly said, her eyes gradually changing as she looked at Jiang Cheng, "I know where to find her, and we should be able to communicate better."

Jiang Cheng nodded to her, "Okay."

Zhang Yin Yin and Zhou Taifu were naturally willing to join her.

Especially Zhou Taifu, he even sat up and stood behind Yu Wen.

Ever since Jiang Cheng accepted the task of going to the equipment center, Zhen Jianren's expression became strange.

He couldn't help but doubt his previous judgment of Jiang Cheng.

But at this moment, everyone's attention was drawn away from Jiang Cheng and turned to him. He could only answer vaguely: "Then we are responsible for finding students."

"Okay," Jiang Cheng stood up, "That's it, we'll split up tomorrow."

Not bothering to say anything about safety, as the sky outside the window had darkened, everyone returned to their rooms.

"Doctor," as soon as the door closed, the fat man rushed forward impatiently, "What are you going to do? The equipment center is the most dangerous at first glance," he said excitedly, "You are still rushing to go?!"

He couldn't understand Jiang Cheng's approach at all, just like sometimes Jiang Cheng couldn't understand him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng leisurely opened a bottle of mineral water and took a sip. Then he tore open the chocolate packaging, broke off a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

After doing all this, he said to the fat man leisurely: "There may be dangers among the students and the women in rehearsal."

The fat man opened his eyes wide, "Can it be the same?"

"Anxiety," Jiang Cheng sat on the bed, chewing chocolate in his mouth, then seemed to remember something, looked at the fat man and said, "If you feel dangerous, you can go to Yu Wen's group."

The fat man suddenly stood up, his eyebrows squeezed together tightly, his face turned red from holding back, as if he had some deep hatred.

Only then did Jiang Cheng realize that the fat man was actually quite strong.

The light was blocked by him.

"Who do you think I am?" The red-faced fat man seemed to be humiliated. He then said angrily: "As long as you don't die, doctor, she will always be my backup."

Jiang Cheng stopped chewing in his mouth.

Room 405.

Zhen Jianren's face was so cold that water dripped from his face, and Luo Yi was not much better than him.

The two of them stood and sat together.

Luo Yi, in particular, looked worried.

Luo Yi bit his lip, suddenly stood up from the bed, threw the half-burned cigarette between his fingers on the ground, and said in a cold voice: "What the hell is that Hao Shuai doing?"

"Why would he take the initiative to ask to go to the equipment room?" Luo Yi couldn't understand, "You can even think about it with your butt and know there's something wrong there!"

After a while, Zhen Jianren's voice came over, and the arrogance disappeared. At this time, he seemed to have changed back to the man he was at the beginning.

Delicate, delicate and meticulous.

"Since he did this, he must have his purpose."

"What purpose?"

"Do you still remember what the woman said at the rehearsal?" Zhen Jianren said without looking at him, "She said that the school leaders wanted to watch the video replay to determine the next rehearsal time."

Luo Yi didn't understand what he wanted to express.

He was only vaguely impressed by this sentence.

If Zhen Jianren didn't mention it, he must have forgotten it.

"What do you want"

Zhen Jianren glanced out the window, with some unexplainable meaning in his tone, "But no one has come yet."

As if a bolt of lightning flashed past his eyes, Luo Yi suddenly understood what Zhen Jianren meant.

The school attaches so much importance to this celebration party, how come it hasn’t arranged for someone to pick up the video until now.

Don’t they need to know about rehearsals?

And what women call school leaders

"So it's just a pretense that the school leaders want to watch the video," Luo Yi said, "The real purpose is to make us pay more attention to this video, because we are the only ones who can see the video!"

Zhen Jianren threw away the cigarette butt and waved it with his other hand to disperse the smoke in front of him.

His nails were obviously well-groomed, reflecting a soft light under the dim light.

With two men in the same room, it is hard to imagine that it is the latter who has the right to speak.

He stared at the dark green iron cabinet in front of him, casually stretched out his left hand, and slowly opened a half-open door.

There is nothing inside.

He was aware of this and had no surprised expression on his face.

He just kept repeating this mechanical action.

The movement was accompanied by an unpleasant friction sound.

Luo Yi didn't like it very much.

But he didn't stop him, and all he did was frown slightly.

Because this is the habit of the man in front of me.

Many people perform a large number of meaningless repetitive movements when thinking.

For example, an author who has lost ideas for writing a book will scratch his head, and a suspect will frequently adjust his glasses when facing police questioning.

Zhen Jianren's habit is to repeatedly open and close cabinet doors or drawers.

This may be related to his previous experience.

But Luo Yi was not interested.

Finally, the annoying friction sound stopped.

Luo Yi looked at Zhen Jianren seriously, which also meant that the doubts in the latter's heart had been answered.

"Two possibilities," Zhen Jianren's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly said: "The people from 404 have found a clue that we are not aware of yet. This clue is so important that they are even willing to take risks."

Luo Yi thought for a while, lowered his voice and asked, "What about the second possibility?"

"The people from 404 have reached some kind of agreement with the women from 406," Zhen Jianren glanced at his teammates and then said, "They have started to cooperate."

"It was just a play they put on together."

Luo Yi's pupils trembled suddenly.