Chapter 56 Intelligence
After returning to the room, Fatty had not yet recovered from the shock.
But in the dead of night, it was inconvenient for him to speak loudly, so he could only keep his voice very low.
"Doctor, what are you doing?"
"It's nothing," Jiang Cheng muttered quietly while wiping his hands with a wet rag: "I think they are too inactive, give it to them Put some pressure on me. You know, it’s for their own good.”
The fat man had become accustomed to Jiang Cheng's routine, so he asked instead: "Then this blood is..."
"It's what you think," he shrugged, "I borrowed it from Long Tao."
The fat man’s expression became more and more exciting.
He hesitated for a while, as if he was thinking about his reasoning and said: "I guess you want to create the illusion that they have been targeted by ghosts. If they don't crack the mission in time, they will be the first to die. .”
Fat Man Licking his lips, he followed Jiang Cheng, "I can understand this, but you can just make a fingerprint, why do you have to draw your fingers so long?" He looked at the former and asked in confusion: "What's the matter? Meaning? ”
"You want to interfere with the investigation direction of those two people and make them think that the murderer must have a huge hand!" The fat man seemed to have figured something out, "Is that so?"
"Actually, not really. "Jiang Cheng scratched his head in embarrassment, looked back at the fat man and said, "I want to see if there is any bottom left in the bottle. Don't waste it."
The corner of the fat man's mouth twitched: "I'm very grateful to you on Long Tao's behalf."
"You're welcome."
I just used up. There were two bottles of mineral water left. It wasn't until the smell of blood on his hands was finally no longer so strong that Jiang Cheng shook off the water on his hands and got back to sleep on the floor with satisfaction.
"Doctor," the fat man called softly after a long while, "are you asleep?"
"Sleep like crazy." Jiang Cheng answered clearly: "I just dreamed about Long Tao, and he said he couldn't chew it without his chin. I'm going to borrow the sweet and sour pork ribs from your chin for two days, and I'll give it back to you then." "I was talking to you, but you woke me up," Jiang Cheng said. , turned over and said, "Don't worry, I think he will be here soon, and he will not be late for more than a few minutes."
"My doctor," the fat man cried, wishing he could sew Jiang Cheng's mouth shut. "Shut up now."
There are still about two hours until dawn. Jiang Cheng feels that the fat man will not fall asleep again after listening to the story.
The fat man said furtively, "I have a question I want to ask you. I just thought of it." He lowered his already low voice, "We were in the corridor just now, weren't you afraid of being attacked by ghosts? You know, the cheongsam girl died in the corridor."
Jiang Cheng pulled the quilt and covered his chin, which also made his voice muffled.
It even sounded strange to Fatty’s ears, “It’s because the cheongsam girl died in the corridor, so I’m not afraid.”
Fatty opened his eyes wide, “What did you say?”
"It's nothing," Jiang Cheng turned his back again, leaving the fat man with his back, "I'm tired."
"Oh, okay." Fatty Chicken nodded like a meter, "You can sleep peacefully, I'll wake you up if anything happens."
After saying that, Fatty didn't dare to disturb Jiang Cheng anymore and moved alone. Get up and sit cross-legged on the bed.
If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that a fat man with such thick legs could actually cross his legs.
If Jiang Cheng saw this scene, he would definitely sigh loudly at the wonder of the Creator.
In the cafeteria, Jiang Cheng was picking his teeth leisurely.
Most of the students have gone to class, and now only a few groups of students are eating breakfast.
When Fatty thought about going to the equipment center to inquire about information, his eyebrows seemed to overlap in worry.
He looked away from a girl in cool clothes and turned to Jiang Cheng, "When will we leave?"
He blinked his little eyes and suggested, " Or 12 noon Go left and right again, when the Yang Qi is strong, those things can be restrained to some extent."
"It's quite annoying," Jiang Cheng held a toothpick in his mouth and glanced sideways at him, "Do you still remember when Long Tao died. ?”
The fat man thought for a while, and his face suddenly turned ugly.
Jiang Cheng was right. The time of Long Tao's death was not far from noon. It seems that time does not have much restriction on the ghosts in this mission.
Speaking of this, the fat man started to chirp again, and he said in a resentful tone: "You said you were trying to do anything at that time, but you had to take the equipment center. You can tell it is the most dangerous place!" ”
"It's better now," he sighed, "Forget it, I won't talk about you anymore. When will we leave?"
Jiang Cheng raised his head, "Why?"
"Go to the equipment center!" The fat man asked in surprise: "You have lost your memory, right?"
"You all know that it is the most dangerous place, why should we go?"
The fat man was stunned when asked. After a moment, he stuttered and said, "No, wasn't this what you decided at the meeting yesterday?" He paused and said, " Zhen Jianren and Luo Yi went to inquire about the students, and the three from 407 went to find the rehearsal women. Let’s come to the equipment center.”
“Oh,” Jiang Cheng Dache nodded like he was enlightened, “So this is what you are talking about. I just said it casually."
"Just said it casually?"
"Yes," Jiang Cheng used a spoon to stir the tofu noodles in front of him, but he was not ready to drink it. "The equipment center is a very dangerous place at first glance. Only fools would go there."
The fat man felt that his His brain is completely exhausted, and it can't even compare to the bowl of tofu in front of him. "Then how will we communicate when we go back?"
His worries are not unreasonable. They will definitely get together later. Share what you learned today.
If you can't come up with anything from this side
The fat man came over and persuaded earnestly: "I think it's better not to offend this clever guy. If we go back empty-handed, we won't have any intelligence. , those two teams will not give up.”
"Who said we would go back empty-handed?" Jiang Cheng smiled.
I don’t know why, but when Jiang Cheng smiled, the fat man’s right eyelid started to twitch.
"Doctor, please stop laughing," the fat man pressed his right eyelid, but found that he couldn't control it at all.
Jiang Cheng became serious indeed. He lowered his voice, looked at the fat man very seriously and said, "We went to the equipment center in the morning, but as soon as we walked to the door and before we entered, we saw the inside from a distance. There was a woman. "
"The woman had disheveled hair and an extremely weird posture."
"We didn't dare to get close, so we could only hide behind the door and peek from a distance."
"After a while, the woman left with a step of not recognizing her relatives. Only then did we realize that she was lowering her head to draw a picture. A painting.”
“Portrait,” Jiang Cheng blinked. Eyes, "There is a person in the painting."
The fat man seemed to be listening to heavenly scriptures, but he was strangely attracted by the nonsense story Jiang Cheng made up. He turned around, looked at Jiang Cheng and asked: "What is in the painting?" People?”
“Hu——”
Jiang Cheng took a long breath, raised his eyebrows and said, "Zhen Jianren."
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