Thriller Trainee

Zong Jiu thinks Zhuge's dark is really easy to use.

Since there is a military division, it is naturally impossible to leave it unused. Don't know the result, you will be surprised when you use it.

He and Zhuge secretly conspired and made a careful plan.

Because it is not certain whether the demon is in the room, and it is not certain whether the red rose will be carried by him. So to be on the safe side, Zong Jiu planned to fish out No.1 first, then sneak into his room, wait until the time is right, and then meet Zhuge secretly, and hit the other side by surprise.

If no.1 goes to the appointment, Zhuge An will stay by the bar to help him contain the devil. Zong Jiu can come to his room and search again, even if he can't find the flowers, he can move his hands and feet.

Zhuge secretly gave him a dozen magical D-class prop space pockets. As long as the space pocket is pasted into the pocket of the devil's suit, Zong Jiu will be able to move the roses without realizing it.

If no.1 does not go to the appointment, then the proportion of luck will be very large during that period.

Zong Jiu is likely to be caught upright.

This time we will sacrifice Zhuge Dark, a senior **** stick. After all, counting time is not the strong point of Tarot cards, but it is the strong point of Tai Chi Bagua plate.

So Zhuge secretly told him that he would get an unexpected surprise if he entered at around 11:50.

This no.3 is very knowledgeable. Although he was upright on weekdays, he also knew that he would need to show his value to the lord after allegiance and surrender, so he worked hard in this plan and almost took care of it all alone, flattering Zong Jiu, who had never been treated like this in Zhuge An.

Now it seems that the surprise that Zhuge said secretly should be the one in front of him.

Of course, people can't wear clothes when taking a bath. Even if you carry roses with you, you can't bring flowers to the bathroom.

Now is the perfect moment!

In the darkness, Zong Jiu stared at the rose, taking every step carefully, trying not to make any noise.

He and Zhuge secretly prepared Tian/Yi/Wu/Seam this time, even this point was thought of.

But this room is really too big, it is so big that it is difficult to see the end of the field of vision. You can only see all kinds of weird furniture lying on the ground like silent beasts, all odd shapes, but also with inexplicable beauty.

The sound of water continued, and became clearer and clearer as his footsteps drew closer.

Not far in front of him, the rose still bloomed quietly.

Somewhere in the distance after the vision was turned, the moonlight spread out from the window, and the sparkling water refraction flowed on the heavy carpet, becoming the only light source in this dull darkness. Previously, it was blocked by the tall wine cabinet, so nothing could be leaked. Only when I walked here can I get a glimpse of it.

When he reached the end of the bar, Zong Jiu suddenly stopped.

Because of the clarity of the water, he realized that it was wrong.

There is no bathroom, let alone a shower. Listening to the sound should be an open bath.

If he hadn't noticed this, I'm afraid he would be caught upright just as he stepped out.

Zong Jiu stared at the moonlit ground between the wine cabinet and the bed, and fell into deep thought.

Even if Zhuge An had great magical powers, he didn't expect this.

So, how to cross this section of the ground without causing no.1 to be discovered?

At the moment of thinking, in the next second, a strong sense of crisis suddenly rushed from the soles of Zong Jiu's feet to Tianling Gai.

The white-haired young man turned sideways, squatted into the shadow behind the wine cabinet, and let his breath lighten.

"Wow, la la la la—"

The sound of breaking the water sounded abruptly.

Someone got up from the icy water, as if his body temperature did not change like the white snow of a mountain all year round.

The man’s half-length black hair was rarely loosened, and the lower end was wet on his shoulders, and the water dripped across the perfectly shaped abdominal muscles, dripping down the gully of the mermaid line outside the abdomen, and rolled to the calf, deep into it. Inside the carpet.

The glass containing the red wine was placed in a tray made of platinum. The moonlight coated the clear scarlet inside with a layer of bright silver, and also illuminated the hideous scars behind him, like a work of art with no flaws.

The devil picked up the bathrobe on the side, tied it loosely, and straddled the edge of the pool wall.

He squinted slightly, fixedly looking at the cold lines of the wine cabinet in the dark, suddenly bends the corner of his mouth, and walked straight to the door.

"Da, da, da."

The footsteps are approaching, like a seasoned hunter teasing their prey, every step strikes people's hearts, bringing a sense of tension to the extreme.

Zong Jiu squatted behind the wine cabinet, his eyebrows furrowed.

He was thinking hard about the possibility of rushing to grab the roses now.

When he was more nervous before, his mood became calmer. Even if it is a global broadcast of the magic festival, it does not necessarily make Zong Jiu feel nervous.

However, as long as a pair of no.1, Zong Jiu feels that his enthusiasm is aroused to the climax, and he is full of ideas about how to cheat each other.

In a sense, Guiguzi's prediction is not wrong at all. Liangzi is getting bigger and bigger, and he is destined.

After thinking about it for so long, Zong Jiu found that he was already in a dilemma.

Going forward is probably stopped by the puppet silk as soon as he ran out, and the same goes for going backwards, so he can only watch the changes.

The black shadow gradually stretched on the carpet, slowly opening its fangs.

"Crunch—"

The sound of being opened came from above the wine cabinet.

The devil hummed unhurriedly, and there seemed to be a pool of waves flowing in the dark golden pupils.

Taking advantage of this singing, Zong Jiu continued to shrink himself into the shadow.

Anyway, unless no.1 catches him upright, he will not make up his mind anymore, and see who is consuming the other.

The fragrant liquor swayed in the air, and anyone who knew the wine would know that it was a top-quality bottle with a light taste.

"It's a pity, I don't have time to sober up." The deep voice seemed to be talking to himself.

Immediately afterwards, the cold liquor pushed away the air and slowly dropped into the glass.

The glass was lifted, and the shadow expanded, until it stopped on the ground not far from where Zong Jiu was hiding.

The white-haired youth had already pressed the card with his fingers, and his pale pink eyes were staring at the shadow that was so close at hand on the ground.

He is already prepared. If there is a change, no matter if he has been able to fight or not, he will fight first, and he can't destroy his prestige out of thin air.

The atmosphere is stretched to the apex.

At this moment, the heavy door in the distance suddenly heard an unhurried knock.

"Tuk-Tuk-Tuk-"

The icy voice of the main system sounded in the air in due course.

[No.3 See you in a hurry]

The devil smiled, "What's the urgent matter?"

[The other party chooses to interview]

[Read another unread message: B-level trainee Zong Jiu invites you to meet in the open bar, the time is five minutes later]

"Oh?"

The interest in men's eyes is even greater.

He seemed to inadvertently glanced at the shadow behind the wine cabinet, and regrettably put the newly taken wine glass back on the wine cabinet, "Then I have to leave it alone for a while."

"See you."

......

After the door to the room closed again, Zong Jiu was silent for half a minute under the wine cabinet before he crawled out of the shadows.

It was 11:57, and there were still three minutes left before his donkey demon met.

Zhuge dark, **** assists too! It's so reliable!

Thinking of the vague figure seen by the bar before, Zong Jiu gave birth to a good idea for the first time that there was a dog-headed sergeant.

At least in various emergencies and when the master accidentally drops the chain, the smart military division can react accordingly, understand the situation, and make the most perfect response.

For Zong Jiu, this is simply the best result.

Because of the rush to get out of the bath, no.1 didn't put on his unchanged formal attire for thousands of years. The rose is still on the hanger where it should be.

Zong Jiu walked over quickly, passed through the cold moonlight, and pulled it out of his suit pocket.

The rose was still the same as when he got it last time, the petals were quietly blooming in the air, as if they had been artificially preserved in this most beautiful appearance.

But Zong Jiu is not a character that has an artistic cell that likes to appreciate.

After he got the things, he chose to submit the task directly to the main system, and he didn't even look at it.

[B-level trainee Zong Nine, has completed the order and received the reward: the number of times the player’s blind box is drawn X1]

The big stone in Zong Jiu's heart can be regarded as falling.

Just kidding, he hasn't lived enough yet. After being notified that he didn't complete the order three days later, he would have to obliterate him. How could he feel better?

"but......"

Although the matter was perfectly resolved by him, he was still a little bit unwilling.

The white-haired young man stood there and touched his chin.

This command was made by the devil manipulating the Messianic puppet. Although no.1 probably didn't know that Zong Jiu had seen this through, it did not prevent him from holding his grudges.

Zong Jiu's life rule is that if there is a grudge, he must be repaid, and he will never delay.

When the doctor played by No.1 dared to call him, he dared to give people a hammer. If Yinma dared to sell him, he raised the ashes with a torch.

As for now...

Zong Jiu's gaze rolled over the dress hanging on the hanger, thinking about it.

He smiled, took out a pair of big scissors from the strange black cassette, ran to the closet of the room and slashed all the dozen or so suits neatly placed inside, watching the high-end fabrics scattered.

In the end, Zong Jiu took his long arms and walked along with the suit that hung no.1 on the bedside.

Although no.1 can let the main system send a suit to the door, as long as he is a little unhappy, Zong Jiu is happy.

Zong Jiu even felt that he could consult Zhuge An to see if there was any way to borrow the medium to make the original owner unlucky.

He remembered that some sorceries in Southeast Asia could be used to lower the head. Although the effect was not as good as that of hair, Zong Jiu would be happy to work for no.1 as long as it can add a blockage.

After doing all this, Zong Jiu turned a corner and walked towards the depths of the room instead.

To be on the safe side, he does not intend to leave the front entrance.

Zhuge secretly managed to create the conditions for him, and it's strange that Zong Jiu would send him so in vain.

So he chose to walk into the elevator that comes with the S trainee dormitory.

The luxurious configuration of the S-level dormitory is beyond imagination. It is what you want. The elevator is also unique and not shared with other trainees.

After finishing this big ticket, Zong Jiu also hummed happily and returned to his room.

Zong Jiu's mood straightened up when he thought of the scene he would see after the devil came back, and the expression he would show.

——Until he closed the door of his room and turned his head back to see the smiling face of no.1 in the dark.