Chapter 1153 Send a Bell


Chapter 1153: Send the Bell

In a spacious conference room, there were several people sitting around the 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 No. 3 was absent." The person who spoke was a man in a dress. The man in a striped shirt tilted his head. There was a cowboy hat on the table in front of him, looking bohemian.

"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 Following behind No. 3, she put on a little black skirt today, which gave her a dark and cute look.

No. 3 seems to be in a bad mental state, and his overall temperament is much weaker.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I took a little extra rest." When he came to his seat, No. 3 did not sit down immediately. Instead, he gestured to Lin Wan'er first, with 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?" Long table There are only a few chairs nearby, and each one has its owner at the moment.

Wan Yuan Ning, 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-grown child was very cunning and no one knew about her. Will you use the topic to your advantage?

Besides...she checked the number of chairs and it should not be less.

"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... squeeze in with you?"

No. 3 could not help but frown.

In an instant, everyone who needs to know understands.

No. 8 showed a secretly delighted expression, and just as No. 3 was about to nod reluctantly, suddenly, a discordant tone sounded, "Wait a minute!" No. 13 stood up, walked a few steps quickly, and started from A chair was dragged out from a hidden corner.

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

The moment he saw the chair, No. 8’s face darkened.

"Hey." 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 hands, raised his head, and smiled like a flower, " No No need to squeeze in, everyone will have a seat."

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

"That's right." He 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 the Night Watchman's intentions.

"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. , when the murder of No. 10 was mentioned, everyone became serious.

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, so that Use nothing and kill No. 10."

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

"It is theoretically possible, but it is 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, we can , it’s difficult.”

“We can make a sneak attack.” No. 13 showed a sinister expression. Qing, "Hit him 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 get a good rest last night and kept dreaming. , they are also some strange dreams, bizarre and bizarre, as if they are traveling back and forth between their past lives and this life.

There was a voice 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'm too cautious." No. 3 reached out and gently rubbed both sides of his nose, looking a little tired, "If you connect all these, it should be like what you said This way.”

"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 No. 10 was no longer in danger, the whole meeting The atmosphere in the meeting relaxed a lot.

The meeting ended and everyone left in turn.

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 is a figure waiting for a long time inside.

"How is it? The matter on No. 10 is really over, right?" The person who came was wearing a black robe, showing a pale face, and 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. May be exposed.”

“It’s my fault this time, there won’t be another time, I just...”

It’s naturally clear. 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 find a way to send this thing to me." Get to that car quickly!"

No. 1 took it in surprise. It was a pair of handkerchiefs. After opening them, there was a bell lying quietly inside. (End of this chapter)

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