Chapter 255 Entering the door
“Get out of the car,” the middle-aged man parked the car and got out of the car first. The fat man was the second. His movements were even faster than Jiang Cheng, as if There were wolves and beasts chasing him behind him.
Opening the car door, Jiang Cheng stood in the open space and looked around, and found that this was a villa-style building, covering a very large area, and there was a stone wall around it as a partition.
But judging from the mottled appearance, it is already very old, and the location is also very remote. At least for him who has lived in Rongcheng for a long time, he doesn't know that there is such a place in the suburbs.
The fat man approached Jiang Cheng in a few steps and asked in a low voice: "Doctor, where are we?"
Jiang Cheng shook his head, then narrowed his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man who got out of the car.
Although it seems that Xia Meng has the highest priority among this group of people, it is obvious that the others here are taking orders from the middle-aged man, who is similar to a manager.
As soon as the middle-aged man got out of the car, a young man who had been waiting aside immediately got in the car, sat in the driver's seat and drove away.
A rolling shutter door at the side of the building slowly rose, revealing a dark, garage-like space. The black car that brought them slowly backed in, and then the rolling shutter door fell down, and everything All traces are covered up.
The door of the villa gradually closed, and with a bang, the rusty iron door closed, as if leaving the sunshine and hope outside.
The fat man's throat couldn't help but roll twice.
He seemed to want to say something, but after seeing Jiang Cheng's face, he wisely closed his mouth.
After a while of tossing, the sun set in the west, and half of the setting sun hung in the sky, like a dying old man who was reluctant to take his last breath.
The dilapidated villa stood in the sunset, drawing a half-dead shadow on the ground.
No nonsense, the middle-aged man walked towards the villa, Jiang Cheng followed him about two meters behind him, and the fat man followed the doctor in small steps.
It seemed that no one had lived in this villa for a long time. When they walked in, they saw some people busy cleaning up inside.
A few people came to sit in front of the large and luxurious leather sofa. In front of them was a very clean marble table, with several cups placed on the table that could almost reflect the silhouette of people.
Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand to pick one up, and the residual warmth from his fingers was just right.
He took a sip, then held the cup in his hand without putting it down, as if he was absorbing the warmth in it to dispel the recent chill. "It seems like this is it." He raised his eyes and looked towards opposite.
The middle-aged man opposite didn't say anything. He had a strong aura just sitting there. After a while, he nodded, "Yes, you can get ready after dinner."
"You...are you going to enter the nightmare here?" Fatty also realized at this moment. It turns out that the reason why these people went to great lengths to build this place like a fortress is because they want to use it as a base to enter the nightmare.
"Without me," the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the fat man, and said calmly: "It's you."
Although the doctor had emphasized to himself early in the morning that he would take care of himself this time, But now that it was said from a middle-aged person, it was truly confirmed.
After all, it seems that doctors are also controlled by this middle-aged man.
The fat man knows very well that the current doctor is probably holding back his anger. When he enters the mission, Xia Meng's life will not be easy.
"The clue newspaper is in your hands," Jiang Cheng's voice was very calm. Although Xia Meng was sitting very close to him and could be seen by tilting his head, his attention was still focused on the middle-aged man.
After all, he is the only one who can give him a sense of crisis here.
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.
This is not difficult to guess. The clue newspaper can be placed close to the door to open the corresponding door. Jiang Cheng had experienced this personally in the school dungeon. At that time, he had just come out of the first dungeon and downloaded it too frequently. Ben also almost caused his premature death.
He did not ask to read the newspaper first to inspect the goods. After all, he was not the only one this time, and Xia Meng, who seemed to be very precious, was accompanying him.
Ah no, I am accompanying her.
We live and die together, and we depend on each other for blessings and misfortunes.
According to the temperament of a middle-aged man, it is estimated that if Xia Meng is cold, then even if he survives the nightmare mission, he may be in a very bad situation when he returns to reality.
After an ordinary dinner, Jiang Cheng, Fatty, and Xia Meng were all led by the middle-aged man to a large room upstairs.
The villa has three floors in total, but as of now, only the first floor is occupied, and the second and third floors are very quiet.
Here, a few people simply held a meeting. In fact, they just listened to the middle-aged man talk about some things that need to be paid attention to in nightmares. The reason why it was called a meeting was entirely because of the middle-aged man's serious appearance.
Unfortunately, the middle-aged man only mentioned a little bit about the information about Crimson that Jiang Cheng wanted to know most.
He only said that there is intelligence that the Crimson will intervene this time, but to what extent will it intervene, whether they will send people to infiltrate, what kind of people will be sent, whether they are men or women, how many, etc. There is no specific information at all.
Raising his wrist, the middle-aged man glanced at his watch, raised his eyes and said, "It's 10 o'clock sharp. In half an hour, I will start clearing out other people in this villa, including me."
Before leaving, the middle-aged man looked at Xia Meng who deliberately avoided him, sighed, and then stretched out his hand. The fat man blinked in confusion, wondering what they were doing.
A few seconds later, Xia Meng reluctantly took out a newspaper from a close-fitting part of her clothes. The middle-aged man took it and turned around, handing the newspaper to Jiang Cheng.
Without any hesitation, Jiang Cheng grabbed him.
"Please," the middle-aged man nodded slightly.
Jiang Cheng stared at him for a while, then suddenly said: "I hope that when you come out, you can still abide by our previous agreement."
The middle-aged man took one last look at Xia Meng and turned around Stride away.
After the wooden door was closed, only Jiang Cheng, Fatty, and Xia Meng were left in the room, staring at each other with big eyes.
But different from the scene in Fatty's imagination, Xia Meng no longer showed off her previous arrogance.
She sat on the corner of the largest bed in the room, glaring at Jiang Cheng, her eyes occasionally glancing at the newspaper in the latter's hand.
“Doctor,” the fat man came over sneakily, staring at the newspaper in Jiang Cheng’s hand with bright eyes and said, “This thing can’t be fake, right? Why do I feel it’s so easy?”< br>
He kept signaling Jiang Cheng to look at Xia Meng with his eyes, obviously wanting to ask why the newspaper was not given to her but left to his group.
Jiang Cheng didn't show as many thoughts as Fatty Xia Meng. He left Fatty and came to the largest and most comfortable bed where Xia Meng was. Then in front of Xia Meng, he tilted his head and narrowed his eyes in a very wretched manner. With a smile on his face, he pressed the folded newspaper tightly to his face.
“It’s still warm.” He grinned and said happily. (End of this chapter)