I am a cat, I am a heartthrob in an escape game

Zhang Quanrui looked at the trash can tilted on the tiled floor, and wondered if there was no such thing as a trash bag in the nursing home?
He pinched his nose with one hand, and lifted the trash can up with the other, but when he saw the situation inside the trash can, his face turned pale, and nausea surged up from his stomach in an instant.

Zhang Quanrui was lying on the edge of the pool. He hadn't eaten anything since last night, and now his mouth was full of sour water. He washed his face with clean water, trying to wash away the sour taste.

When he raised his head for the last time to shake off the water stains on the broken hair on his forehead, he noticed Chung Jun standing by the toilet window.

The young man held the mop in front of him, supported the stick end of the mop with both hands, leaned his thin chin on the back of his hand, and stared blankly out of the window, which seemed to be another place full of tall buildings outside the minaret.

The morning sun shines on Chung Jun's delicate and handsome face through the frosted glass like a fig leaf in the toilet.

His slender and curly eyelashes cast a small distinct shadow under his eyes, and the shadow of his nose formed a beautiful arc on the side of his face.

Although the eyes lost their highlights due to physical pain, they looked like a pair of uncut jade from a distance.

He is the Venus of the town hall in the museum, pleasing to the eye to an indescribable degree.

When entering the closed beta, Zhang Quanrui felt that Mr. Chung was different from ordinary people in many aspects, not to mention his body and appearance, which was simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Said that he had never doubted that it must be false, even though he also speculated that Chung Jun might just be a fan of cosplay (role-playing), but in the subsequent dungeon process, he quickly overturned this assumption.

Mr. Chung gave him the impression that he was a perfect robot, with quick perception and quick movements, and even his emotions seemed to be just embellishments, which were hardly revealed to others, let alone overly agitated or sad.

Putting all these things on other people would definitely be inconsistent, but Chung Jun integrated them very well, as if he was born to be like this at the moment he was created.

Such a person is what the ruler needs.

"Mr. Chung, has the master system come to look for you?" He looked at the young man in front of him, unable to hold back his curiosity after all, and asked.

Chung Jun turned his head to look at him, the light moved away from his face, like a gentle big hand, caressing the back of the most beloved child's head, when he was walking, his black hair was gradually dyed against the light golden morning light. On a faint halo.

"That's right." To Zhang Quanrui's surprise, Mr. Chung didn't intend to hide it at all, "After she left you, she came to me directly."

Zhang Quanrui got an affirmative answer, and at that moment he felt his limbs tremble, "Then you agreed?"

Chung Jun smiled contemptuously when he heard the words, and loosened his grip, only to hear the mop in his hand fall to the ground, and the wooden stick made a muffled "boom" when it hit the tile.

"No way, the conditions she offered are very attractive, and I have no reason to refuse."

Zhang Quanrui was not surprised by his reply, which was expected in advance, he sighed, "You have seen it, UNO may fulfill your desire, but the price you pay for it is devastating," said At this point, he pointed out, "It's like Gu Yan, of course, Irene is also an example."

Of course, what he doesn't know is that the system can't detect Chung Jun's desire, because Maomao's pursuit of this world is too pure, which is fundamentally different from those of them who have really been in the torrent of society for many years.

If it weren't for this point, Juggernaut would not have chosen Mr. Chung as a transaction partner. After all, in the system's philosophy, a transaction in which the input exceeds the output is never worth a try.

So Mr. Chung didn't continue talking.

He sincerely hoped that Zhang Quanrui would be as far away from these messy things as possible.

"I went to check next door, and they said that we are also in charge of the women's toilet." Chung Jun picked up the mop again as he spoke, and was about to go outside.

"I won't let you go to Wang Shilin," Zhang Quanrui said sharply, regardless of whether Wang Shilin next door would hear, "The chip you gave him has expired, and he won't go to the emergency room anymore. In case he plans to How about killing you immediately?"

At this time, at the door of the women's toilet, Wang Shilin's hand holding the rag tightened suddenly.

He admitted that what Zhang Quanrui said was not wrong. He really wanted to get rid of Mr. Chong within 24 hours. Now that Gu Yan was dead, the remaining Mr. Chung and Cherry were the only players in this group of new patients who threatened him. , being able to get rid of one as soon as possible is to increase your chances of winning.

Zhang Quanrui is a patient of 210. He originally had no plan to kill him, because the survival of the other party has no effect on him.

But if this person would hinder him and Mr. Chung, Wang Shilin felt that he should consider whether to include Zhang Quanrui on his assassination list.

But then, Mr. Chung's words directly saved Zhang Quanrui, "I will handle the matter between me and him, and it's not all because of this that I left in such a hurry, but because of"

As he spoke, he pointed to one of the compartment doors, and smiled gently at Zhang Quanrui, "I found something interesting just now, and I think it's better for you to face it alone, so I won't stay here to bother you."

Not only Zhang Quanrui, but even Wang Shilin who was listening to the corner was startled.

What interesting things can this person find while cleaning the toilet?

Just as Wang Shilin was thinking, he came face to face with Chung Jun who came out of the men's room, and immediately put on a sickly smile when he saw him.

"Let's go, I still have something to talk to you about." He said this, hooking Wang Shilin's shoulder and leaving.

On the other side, Zhang Quanrui watched Chung Jun leave, feeling a little flustered in his heart.

Having been with this person for a long time, no matter when I feel like I'm going to be cheated, it seems to be a conditioned reflex!
But to be honest, he still believed in Mr. Chung's judgment and intuition.

So heartbroken, he raised his foot and kicked open the wooden door of that compartment.

There was a narrow passage in the compartment, and even the walls on both sides were covered with vines. On the branches of the vines, the moment he opened the door, blood-red buds bloomed collectively in an instant. Thorn rose.

Zhang Quanrui felt that he was being bewitched by evil gods other than Venus. When he stepped on the passage, he found that there was sticky mucus under his feet, which was exactly the same as that of the old man who died of blood. slime!
He swallowed with difficulty, bought a simple lantern from the World Store for lighting, and then walked in cautiously.

Based on the slope and direction of this passage, he deduced that this passage is different from the tunnel in the pharmacy, but it has the same goal, and it directly connects the unknown area on the first floor to a certain place on the first floor.

It can be seen from this that those "sleeping people" who were exiled to the negative floor always use other methods to touch the sun again, unwilling to wait for death in a place where they can't see their fingers.

Perhaps it was the experience yesterday on the negative floor that cast a shadow on him, Zhang Quanrui's legs trembled, trying not to let himself slip on the mucus.

But this place is actually different from the negative floor.

The roar of the monster was endless, as if those [guys] would stick to their faces in the next second.

When one is very close to death, one's limbs will lose strength, but the five senses will be amplified in an instant, as if wishing to remember the only death experience in this life for a longer time.

In front of the passage, a dim chandelier suddenly lit up.

A little girl in a dress sits on two intertwined tentacles and holds a toy locomotive in her arms.

Zhang Quanrui paused, his eyes widened in shock.

"Brother, I broke the locomotive again, can you fix it for me again?"

The little girl slipped from the tentacles and trotted all the way to approach Zhang Quanrui. Under the orange light, the little girl unexpectedly looked a little old.

"Who are you!" Zhang Quanrui avoided her, his voice raised several degrees due to extreme tension.

"Brother, I heard from my mother that they finally found a school willing to take you in, so you went to school and never came back to see me."

The little girl looked up, and even though she didn't feel Zhang Quanrui's response, she still smiled happily, "I'm happy for you, because since childhood, no school has been willing to take risks for us children with congenital heart disease."

"Brother, I've been waiting for you to come back to see me, but why didn't you come?"

With the swaying of the chandelier, Zhang Quanrui could clearly see the twisted and twisted wrinkles like mountain roads all over the face of this little girl who was less than 6 years old.

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