Don't follow the rules

Didn't?

Ning Yao and the other three looked at each other in confusion.

"Can you...can you tell me in detail? What do you mean I'm here?" Ning Yao couldn't help but slow down her speech and use messy sign language to try to get the attendant who had some communication difficulties to reveal more. information.

The attendant rolled up his sleeves and showed off his smooth arms: "I used to have a tattoo, but now I don't. He didn't have one either, and suddenly, he got one again."

Then he put down his sleeve: "He and I were on patrol together, and at [-]:[-], his tattoo appeared."

He pointed at Ning Yao and the others: "Then you, recognize him."

Rao Qian suddenly said "Ah", causing Ning Yao and Chunyu to turn around together: "What's wrong with you?"

He clenched his fist and lightly smashed it into his hand: "I understand what he means!"

"Originally, after becoming on-duty officers, they would become uniform tools, and all characteristics that distinguished them from others would be erased. But after the three of us learned about the characteristics of the tattoo on that person's wrist, that person's tattoo reappeared. , no, it should be said that it 'returned' to me."

"So could it be that - we know information that belongs to a certain watchman, that information is returned to the person who was deprived of the information."

Chunyu said thoughtfully: "Because it is [perceived], that's why it [exists]?"

Ning Yao sighed: "What an idealistic rule."

Seeing that they understood what he meant, the attendant suddenly jumped forward and grabbed Ning Yao's arm: "Help me!"

Ning Yao foresaw the action of the person on duty, but did not take precautions in advance. He felt that there was no malice in this person, but the death aura was the strongest among all the employees he had seen.

"How can we help you? At present, you can only be rescued when we destroy the entire company structure and liberate all the social beasts. This is the most comprehensive, safe, and safe way to draw out the bottom line." He spread his hands. "It just needs a little bit." time."

The duty officer held Ning Yao's arm tightly: "I, no, too much time."

Chunyu stepped forward and separated the watchman's excited hands from Ning Yao with a simple block. Then he bent his arms downward until the watchman screamed in pain before Chunyu gave up his strength. He knelt down along the direction of the joint's twist.

Ning Yao smiled and rubbed her red wrist: "Oh, our captain is just worried about me. He is not targeting you~"

Chunyu's hand was still suppressing the attendant, and his foot had already kicked Ning Yao's butt.

"Lot of bullshit."

The attendant on duty was held down by Chun Yu's arm and pushed to the ground. He gradually calmed down and said, "I'm sorry. It's just me. It's been too long. I'm afraid I can't wait any longer."

"It's been too long, I've been on duty, it's been too long..."

Rao Qian moved out a chair and sat down: "It seems that he is a man with stories to tell. Stop standing and find a place to sit and listen."

There is no expression on the face of the duty officer without facial features, but it makes people feel his lonely self-deprecation: "Without a story, he is just a coward."

"I am an old employee from very early on. I have been here since the company was founded."

"At that time, it was not yet the current boss, and so were we, a small workshop company."

"Later, this boss came, injected capital, expanded, moved to the industrial park, and promulgated management regulations."

"I don't like it, but I don't dare to say anything, so I always break the rules secretly."

"Then I became, watchman, very early on."

"Speaking of which... I haven't spoken for a long time."

"You can't talk outside." When Rao Qian saw him pause, he interrupted and asked, "You are an old employee, so many people should know you. If you disappear, everyone will definitely notice. How could you lose your identity information?"

The duty officer raised his head: "Everyone, I don't like it. There are many people changing jobs in new companies, and also being fired, or becoming an on-duty officer like me, or..."

He lowered his head again: "Acknowledge the new boss and obey the rules here. When I am no longer remembered, I will cease to exist."

Chunyu asked: "So there are still some of your old colleagues here as employees, right? Where are they?"

The attendant raised his finger and pointed at the ceiling: "Upstairs."

"They, most of them, got promoted."

Ning Yao: "So no one on the entire first floor knows your original identity now, and you can't rely on 'cognition' to regain your identity like the previous duty officer."

"What do you mean when you say you have no time?"

The attendant's body trembled slightly: "I'm about to die."

Chunyu nodded: "You do have a very strong death aura, but how do you know it?"

The attendant slowly put his hand into his inner pocket and took out a special employee card. The texture was the same as Ning Yao's ordinary employee cards, but the overall design was completely different from that of ordinary employees.

Apart from the most obvious difference of color, the biggest difference is that the attendance card does not have employee photos and identity information.

Rather than saying it is an "on-duty card", it is better to call it an "on-duty card".

Because it only has the company logo and the word "duty officer" in big words on the front, and some useless inspirational phrases on the back, it's completely impossible to distinguish different on-duty staff.

"What's wrong with this card?" Chunyu asked.

"Our card cannot distinguish one's identity, but it can't be carried without it. If we don't carry it, we will be timed while patrolling in the corridor," the duty officer said.

"Time?" Ning Yao interrupted, "Are you being counted on the same time as us?"

The attendant nodded, and then continued: "But lately, I can't even bring my card or not, and I've been clocked."

Ning Yao: "Are you having a BUG?"

Duty attendant: "No, BUG. Only living people have 'time', dead people don't. I'm about to die, so my 'time' becomes blurry."

The words were a bit complicated, and the attendant was worried that his words would not be understood by the other party, so he gestured anxiously.

Chunyu comforted him: "Don't worry, we generally understand."

He concluded: "According to your description, there are actually people in the company who remember you, but they have all left the first floor, so your existence has begun to become blurred. And your time is running out, you must be there Get your identity information back before everyone forgets you, or will you really disappear?"

The attendant nodded excitedly.

"But we have no clue at the moment, how can we help you?" Chunyu asked directly.

The attendant raised his arm: "Just like that person, take back a little bit of the characteristics first."

"You too, employees, as long as you can get to know me, I won't die for the time being."

Ning Yao: "To put it lightly, you also said that there are no employees of your generation on the entire first floor. Where can we meet you?"

Rao Qian raised his hand: "Maybe there is a place that still remembers him."