when the moon whispers

Chapter 211 Friends-Screencast

case five friends
November projection

"Look at AD! Look at AD! Look at AD!"

"Pull, pull, pull! Fight in groups, fight in groups! Slow down, slow down!"

"He's out of E, out of E!"

"Who can resist? Resist!"

"Tower A, Tower A... NICE!"

"Two for five - who of the two was killed by the tower?"

"Xiao Xi, Jiang Heyu, I died in the battle... We agreed in advance that I will treat you to milk tea today... Wen Xi, you have to order a cup of orange juice with some spices. You just stuck your neck and waited for someone to give you a knife. , even the living thing can’t hold you back——”

"Little Chengzi, the mission of victory is left to you."

"..."

After recklessly entering the enemy's spring and successfully completing the mission with one control and four, Shao Jie heroically "sacrificed" and fell to the ground. He grabbed the microphone and lay back, looking at the chaos and corpses strewn with laughter. The only dramatic survivor in the scene was From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Cheng Zi, who was a little speechless as he clicked the mouse, swung the heavy hook and struck impatiently at the enemy's crystal that had just been resurrected and was still resisting. He picked up the water glass and took a sip, squinting his eyes and looking at the dimly lit VIP. auditorium.

When the contestants entered the venue, the excitement that stirred up the atmosphere suddenly turned into silence.

Zhou Nanyi, who was wearing a headband with hand-painted lanterns, seemed to have disappeared quietly a long time ago. Instead, two police comrades in duty uniforms made a steep turn and walked around the audience area, stopping somewhat deliberately in the VIP area. Sitting close to the door of the west passage and whispering softly.

Under the contrast of light, the human face is blurred and hidden in the dark corner, and the expression cannot be clearly seen, and the movements of the limbs when looking at them are vaguely tense.

Shao Jie still had a smile on his face and raised his eyebrows in confusion.He unconsciously lowered his eyelashes and glanced at the time. Jiang He and Zhou Huaiyu, who had agreed in advance to support him till the end, most likely left the table early considering Zhou Nan's usual bedtime, and stood up to go around the venue to shake hands. His movements were a little sluggish, and he dragged himself to the end of the line. He took off his keyboard and mouse equipment and held it in his arms. He carefully glanced back at the auditorium before getting into the backstage.

The north exit passage of the infield seemed to be blocked by a one-meter line. Before the start of the game, more than half of the security guards at ten steps and one post were withdrawn. Several police officers patrolling the infield wandered to stop at the entrances of the east and west passages, blocking their plans. The audience who left the venue early seemed to be checking something.

Shao Jie frowned and reached out to hold Wen Xi, who seemed to realize something was not right.

"What's going on with the police blocking the exit? The fans on the other side don't go out very much."

"I really didn't pay attention to the police or anything like that-"

Wen Xi dodged away from the staff member who was running quickly through the backstage corridor with the infield intercom. Her face was wrinkled and she couldn't distinguish clearly the rustling sound coming from the intercom headset that was passing by. "But there seems to be something wrong with this voice... What's wrong, Brother Jie? What else did you see?"

Wen Xi rubbed her cold fingertips and turned her head slightly. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Shao Jie taking a step ahead of him and opening the door of the lounge. She immediately nodded and prepared to sneak into the room, but half of her body was just After squeezing through the door frame, I saw Han Lu, who was laughing and joking with the beautiful sisters of the makeup and stylist under the pretext of self-cultivation before the game started, stood up, held his mobile phone and faced Shao Jie seriously.

Shao Jie was stunned at first, then raised his hand and gently put a hand on Wen Xi's back, who was stunned by Han Lufeng's fierce movements: "Didn't you say that Yang Guangdang Dance Troupe is performing tonight and you have to pick her up from get off work?" What? Why are you still here—"

"See you in the corridor, right? The staff are running around... The police contacted the event venue and issued a notice, saying that a child was missing during halftime." Han Lu raised his hand to brush away Shao Jie's teasing, frowned and turned to the side to signal. Huo Ke, who was holding the phone heavily behind the camera, paused for a moment and took a deep breath. "I heard that the missing child is Zhou Nanyi."

"……Who?"

Shao Jie blinked his eyes in confusion, his breathing suddenly stagnant.He swallowed and stopped Han Lu's repeated words without expression, "The police are restricting people's entry and exit? Have you seen Jiang Mo?"

"They are probably still looking for the vehicles for the infield and outfield personnel, so we have to stand by backstage for the time being." Han Lu took Shao Jie's peripherals and handed his mobile phone over, "I was probably I asked the manager in charge of the order of the venue and heard that the little one went to the toilet and ran in the wrong direction and got into trouble with his mother. I don’t know why he ran away without a trace, but after listening to it a few times, he seemed to be looking for someone. The search was quite frustrating... Officer Jiang really never showed up, not even Xiao Letian was seen. He didn’t see any acquaintances, so there was no place to inquire in detail. "

"Xu Muyang and Liang Ji went to cooperate with the police to understand the situation. We are all anxious about this matter." Huo Ke looked at Shao Jie with squinted eyes, glanced at the darkened expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to him stiffly. Pressed on the shoulder, "You are not needed for the post-game interview today, but don't miss out on the fan interaction. The specific situation is not yet certain. I know that you are close to the little one's family, but it doesn't matter whether it is to help or not. , now there are police arrangements at the venue, everything will be discussed when we come back after finishing the live broadcast outside."

Shao Jie was startled, expressionlessly holding his cell phone and lowering his arm. His eyes darkened, and Quan Dang acquiesced to Huo Ke's proposal of putting work first.

He listened to the leader's instructions in a daze, stepped on the positioning tape on the stage with dull eyes, pursed his lips and loosened the somewhat stiff muscles on his face, raised a somewhat formulaic smile appropriately, and raised it carefully. The arm touched Wen Xi, who had a worried look on her face since she learned about the situation backstage. She gently cooperated with the fans who came to the stage to receive the award and bent down to take a group photo. Then, a little deliberately, she withdrew her unconscious glance towards the corner of the auditorium and raised her hand to rub it. Rubbing his eyes.

Zhou Nanyi is not a meek and timid child, or to be more accurate, this little kid's mind may be far more astute and thorough than an ordinary adult.

However, this is one of the reasons why the news of Zhou Nanyi's inexplicable disappearance in this huge venue under heavy security patrols is particularly frightening.

Shao Jie suddenly felt that Jiang Mo's special reminder to Zhou Nanyi in the afternoon might not be unnecessary and step-by-step.

He shuffled his steps and tilted his head to look at the auditorium where he seemed to have been informed of the temporary restriction on leaving the venue. He heard the host's graceful closing words in his ears. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw an old acquaintance's last business pose in front of the camera, and he was shaking in an unnatural way. He shivered, took out his pocket and glanced at his phone.

Time: 21 o'clock, it should be that the countdown has just skipped the hour. It seems that the afterimage of the number "59" can be seen at the minute position.

The process of the game is rarely so smooth.

Shao Jie frowned for a brief moment. Hearing the sound of the infield director's recording ending, he lifted up his steps and hid half of his body in the shadows backstage.

"Squeak-!!"

The sound in the venue suddenly made a long and harsh noise of signal interference.

The noise of the spectators queuing up and waiting to leave suddenly stopped. The large game broadcast screen that was hung high in the infield and closed suddenly made a "zilla" sound without warning, and "spurts" a video with a resolution so low that it The video was enlarged to a slightly distorted level, and the blood spatter covering the bruises on the young and immature face suddenly stung the anxious nerves of the entire audience.

The blood on the child's forehead rolled bright red into his eyes, and he moaned softly through the speaker as he cried for help.

"R-I'm sorry Hiccup...Help..."

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