Identity number 019

Chen Yang was blinking, and the Qing dynasty was tender and tender, and the character did not change. The situation was still in the style of the style, even the clothes did not change.

Miss Ke Joe is quite big, her cheongsam, big waves long curly hair, and the flame red lips are gone, but high horsetail, Su Yan, black trim clothes with jeans, hot and practiced.

There is no fragrant flavor on the body, only a touch of sweat.

In Chen Yongyin, Miss Joe is exposed to the skin, white, white, I really didn't think she was the wheat that was sunbreaking, nor did you know how late.

"Jojie." Chen Yang spit his tone and shouted.

Miss Joe's arm holds the chair, and there is a lazy curvature on the end: "Well?"

Chen Yang said that the character seems to be big. He is going to look at his identity, and Yu Guang is inadvertently launched next to the aisle. The movement of the backpack zipper suddenly suddenly.

It is a man sitting there, is a man, very thin, Changs Wenwen, there is a clean and pure book, like Mr. Teaching.

Chen Yong heard his voice: "Wang Guanyou?"

Wang Guanyou Moyed the briefcase on the legs, he wanted to turn: "Ah."

Chen Yang's breathing, Wang Guanyou is also one of his past teammates!

Wang Guanyou saw Chen Yang just watching him, did not talk, his nervousness in his eyes would overflow: "Mr. Li, have found?"

"No." Chen Yang felt the sate of the King of Wang, there was no old group.

and……

Chen Yang's eyelid jumped, and the old Village is the second task of Wang Quanyou. But he learned that the first half of this task learned that Wang Guanyou started the fourth time when the task was started.

That is to say, Wang Guanyou, who was at the old Yuncun, was reset twice.

Chen Yongnan gasped, the previous Wang Guanyou does not necessarily stop here.

I have sent it to Wang Guanyou in the old Yue Village. It is impossible to send one time, he thinks.

Chen Yang gave him a psychological construction, while receiving the line of sight and sweeping the bus, this sweep, he has a feeling of motion.

The bus is paper, not white paper, but the newspaper, all newspapers, one piece seamlessly connected together, intensive fear to be inside, can die.

The seat on the car is not sitting, there is a lot of empty.

The driver is a paper with passengers!

Chen Yang swallowed his mouth, this is one of his stops in this walk. He has happened. He comes in just review, people and things have been departed.

But the kind of suffocation is still clear and strong.

Chen Yong put into the backpack, pinch the white card's hands, twenty-three teammates, to take the 23 stop.

Every station will come to a ghost, the rules will randomly specify a museum to find the murderer and tell the driver's name.

The ghost will get off at the next stop.

If the answer is wrong, the mandator will become a paper, sitting in the ghost position, attached by the ghost.

The source of information finding the murderer is the bus of the newspaper paste, and the information is on the newspaper.

The interval of each station is the same, five minutes. Other teammates can help, can not force other teammates to help.

This task is a bit like like the express delivery, both single tasks, and group tasks.

The paper people in the car are all teammates, and their tasks fail to die, become a paper. Every paper has a ghost.

Six people are now survive, and four of them have completed their tasks, and they are also known as Wang You and Miss Joe.

Chen Yang is not surprising, the team is his acquaintance, this is the rule to leave him, accurately, is his own decision.

Because he has made too many tasks, it is not possible, so it is impossible to let him look back, you can review it, it will only be heavy in his road, it is more important. More people and things.

Some important nodes in life.

The node reviews, lights up, and the memory will light up.

Chen Yang did not look at Miss Joe and Wang Quan, he originally thought that his own walking horse is more sad, and now I know that he wants to be wrong, it is reversed.

The brimple is the last level of madness, and life is only him. It is naturally all of him. But he brings a simple matter is not only happy, and there is still pain, so every stop will be cut into two Half, half is sunny, half of the cloud.

I took the way to the simple and stationed, and the last thing that came out was a pathological, broken noddion.

Chen wants to have a variety of people in his torch light.

That rule hopes that his feelings will be different from the DPRK, and the DPRK is briefly experienced from heaven to the abyss of hell. He should be ... don't forget the joy. ?

Chen Yang has no sound: "I don't forget it."

What is my initial heart?

Chen Yang's voice has emerged in the voices of Xiangzi, she said: Yang brother, you do the mission to make friends.

make friends.

My initial heart is a friend.

Chen Yang once again went to see the two acquaintances next to, friends ...

The lack of smashing, the thoughts of Chen Yang were disrupted, he returned, crying is a young female white-collar, she curled up on the side of the chair, cried against the oblique paper.

That is a fiance that she walked from high school. The last five minutes time, when the car stopped, he did not find the murderer, dead.

Paper people still wear a bright red scarf.

Chen Yang's line of sight sweeps the way of sweeping the car. There are items on other paper people's arms legs, which are all the ghosts before them.

Chen Yang put the identity white card into the backpack. His finger is nauseated. If you don't dare to copy your backpack in the next moment, you will be a very thick black notebook.

Chen Yang slowly touched notebooks, grabbed it, he clearly gave it to the east before departure? Why will it appear in his bag now?

There is no such thing in the next stop to walk ...

Chen Yang shakes his hand to remove the notebook, open it quickly, his nose is chaotic.

Notebook is brand new, blank, one word is not written!

This is a new notebook, Chen Kee remembers the part of its memory, it is bought on a roadside, the main thing is blurred, he didn't think it.

Chen Yang only knows that he bought a notebook and came here, and did not take it out.

"This is quite thick, can remember a lot of things." The next next to Joe reveals a bit of a bit of heart and blood, "Xiao Yang, I have an idea."

Chen Yang hi guess what, his eyes are slightly, and the fingertips of the notebook are odorseful.

Not waiting for him to talk, Miss Joe has handed a pen, lifting the shin of the line to him: "Let's do a verbal thing."

"What?" Chen Yang's voice was drunk.

"Everyone we wrote its own experience and contact information on the notes, how?" Miss Joe hooks the lips of light powder.

"No, I tried it. In the mission world, I will be tampered with the rules." I won't be the original look. "The front of the glasses returned.

Miss Joe's eyebrow is a natural life, no repair, it is very natural, she gives a sense of sword when she is crying: "Maybe there is a miracle."

That glasses men's gas field suddenly went down, he coughed: "It is impossible."

"Once you can't, then take more time, in case we caught the rules to lazy or Bug." Miss Joe got to Chen Yang Ear, said to him whisper, "Yes, small elevation. "

Chen Yang smiled: "Well, right."

Several people in the back row fully looked at it, even the sobster whitewater twisted his head.

Miss Joe looked at the street view of the window: "The car is too bored, we need to do something to transfer your attention."

"Good." Chen Yang did not help but blocked the notebook in autonomously, writing the words on the first page, waiting for him to return to God, he has written full page.

Then there are seven tasks above, there is no writing. The task point is that he has gone, and the moment he finished thinking.

Chen Yang's line of sight is going down, stopping on that page, watching the signature of his unconsciously.

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Chen Yang thought that his mood will be covered with a sky. In fact, he is very calm, and the notebook is his, no wonder ...

No wonder that he made the task of the old Yuncun, when standing in the kitchen writing notes, I feel that I have read it.

That is to retention, or a perceived reaction.

Chen Yong gave the notebook and the pen to Miss Joe, and looked at them in her hand, and sent it to the front.

This piece can be lost, only one reason, he is dead.

After he died, the rules wiped out all the traces of the notebook for the first time, and the opportunity was coincidentally obtained, and the new content was added, and the new content was reset, Wang Guanyou passed to him.

Return is general.

After a while, Chen Yang stripped more than six recorded black notebooks, and closed his eyes with a complex and unbearable mood.

Now it is east, if it fails to return to him, then send it to him to Dong, it is true ... too good.

"Small elegant, waiting for you to go out, remember to call your sister." Miss Joe laughed.

"I will." Chen Yang Yong.

"If you can play, you will come to my sister, my sister, please drink coffee, eat well, and send you a small jade, my sister has a lot of things."

Chen Yong heard that the fragrance was sound, he brushed his eyes, Miss Joe took a pill bottle in his hand, she was prepared to take medicine. That a bottle he is very familiar, and the audit task of Sanlian Bridge has been seen.

At this time, she has been eroded by sexual addiction? She feels like it.

Chen Yong looked at her medicine bottle: "Joe sister, you are ..."

"There is money at home. When high school is kidnapped, I will sick it back." Miss Joe touched a few pills and said jokes.

"Take medicine trouble." She covered a pill bottle, and the spoken sound said.

Chen Yang didn't say anything. He stopped herself to imagine what is what the scene is very hard. He wants to ask that she does not know the brimple, the result is like an invisible hand. His neck does not let him say.

Chen Yang came out from the state of hypoxia, touched the dry neck to vast, and the rules stared at him, and it could not be violated.

The bus suddenly started slow down, the third stop of the countdown was in front.

Wang Guanyou did two or three deep breaths, and the head to the dark window, Miss Joe was in front of him, and it appeared very well.

"There is a passenger!" The driver in front shouted. "Everyone will go behind! Go behind! Don't squeeze in front!"

The truck is slid over, the driver sounds this sentence to make people creepy.

The door of the newspaper paste is not open. Naturally, there will be no people, but there is a black leather bag in front of a vacant place!

Chen Yang's pupil is miniature, that is, the passenger coming! He looks to Wang Guanyou and Miss Joe.

Wang Guanyou's face has a blood red spotted.

This time is my turn!

As long as you find a murderer within a stop, the blood spots will disappear.

The bus opened again and accompanied by the driver's voice: "The next stop is Yumen Station."

The task begins.

Wang Guanyou led his briefcase, and left the seat, his face was blocked, his eyes were scattered.

Chen Yang's line of sight fell on the hands of Wang Guanyou neural texture, did he have PTSD? Is it broughn in the previous task? He once appeared, not ruled out with him, and did not be replaced by the rules.

This is not the most important thing in your eyes, how important is how to complete the task. Chen Yang stood up. He just let Joe let him go out, she got up, and she took the newspaper from the car.

In addition to the female white-collar workers who die, other tasks have found clues.

After the meeting, the female white-collar workers also adjusted the sad emotions and joined them. When I turned her, Wang Guanyou helped her. This time, when he needs help, she must take a hand.

As long as you can determine your self-insurance, most of the tasks are willing to help when the teammates are difficult.

Chen Yong is looking at the black leather bag on the seat. It has been used for a long time. Several corners wear is relatively powerful, and the skin in other places has been crackled. The zipper is also broken.

The lower left corner of the package has a slight thing.

Chen Yang took a close look, he couldn't see famous, he scraped with his fingers, repeatedly smashed, very sticky, he can smell a little lychee.

"Mr. Li, what is it?" Wang Guanyou asked.

"Sugar solution of lollipop." Chen Yang said, "There is a child at home."

Wang Guanyou gray eyes bright, but he is negative: "Can you be her own favorite? The lollipop is not a small child's exclusive snack."

"Not only that clues, there is this." Chen Yang refers to the mouth of the mouth, the mandate can not mess with the ghost item, but the zipper of this package is open, the package is facing up, you can see Little thing inside.

Wang Guanyou looked in the bag under the tips of the teammates, he saw a head rope of a pink little star, children's payment.

Female ghost, having children.

This is the information obtained in half a minute. Wang Guanyou also followed the Chen Yang, and he had made him as a life-saving straw.

"Mr. Li, Qiao Yan they can complete the task, all the key clues you found, this time you must help me." Wang Guanyou launched his hand and pleaded.

Chen Yon, and his current is all done, and he has nothing to know. Wang Guanyou is also following him at that time ...

The king is more impossible to stop here.

Chen Yong is very confident, he does not believe in his help, Wang Guanyou will fail to stop.

The bus is very smooth, stable, like it is still, but the scenery is really retreating behind.

Chen Yang goes forward, the line of sight is a dense Ma Ma newspaper, and the eyes have some pain. He is the reason for excessive eyes, and the words on the newspaper are too small.

Seat, ground, pull ring armrest ... All things are all newspapers, even the driver's steering wheel is all.

They want to find clues from newspapers, and they know how much effort.

Chen Yong stationed before, after reading, every paper is sitting on the chair, the expression is different, his eyebrows are gone, in general, the paper people will not have eyes.

They all have eyes, is paper people, not paper.

Chen Ying did not look for a mess, he didn't look for a headless fly, but in the original memories of the mind.

There have been seventeen teammates have done a task. When each teammates do, he will carefully check the newspapers in the car, 7 cumulatures, do not say all over, you can't hurt more than half of him. Over.

Now I look for it to see more than one news report, there is information about Wang Guanyou this task.

Wang Guanyou also thinking about what he has seen. He is very anxious, and he has a lot of blood: "Mr. Li, you have ..."

"Don't be noisy." Chen Yong broke.

Wang Guanyou got a shirt collar, forced himself to calm, calm ...

After dozens of seconds, Chen Yang took a big step to a seat, he crouched the paper people near the seat.

It is like laughing at him, very strange.

Chen Yanghao did not go to the paper people, he poured his body before, and the armrest in the seat was made up.

The newspaper is not a paste, it is a block, a report, this part is here, the remaining content is passed in various corners.

Taboo can't take photos with your mobile phone.

This task is simple and rude, and it is good for the missing tasks. But this will be basically ordinary people, so I really want to die.

It is important to be in the world, luck and character.

Just like the female white-collar, the important clue she wants to check is under her butt, she habitually looks good at the chair when she gets up, and not intentionally aims, and the task is complete.

And some people have arrived, and they are still nothing, what information is not found.

Wang Guanyou's luck is good.

"I found a female corpse in Lao Wei," Chen Yanyhao's newspaper on the armrest, "there is only one shabby public style black leather bag, and the police have been investigated, and there are many injuries in the face of the deceased."

Chen Yang squinted his eyes, smashed his head, and he wanted to throw it away from the paper person, all of them rushed to the seat.

"The photo on the photo is the same as that!" Wang Guanyou pointed to the female ghost bag on the station, and the gods were extremely excited.

"Lao Wei Mountain, Female corpse?" Came to Miss Joe, "I have found."

She looked at the top of the top, "the deceased is Wang Mou, twenty, full-time housewife, one person with three years old children. Husband Liu Mou, 33 years old, taxi driver."

"The old man is more than the meal, the conflict is more than the rice, the murderer is her husband." Female white collar said, "There is a personal accident in the husband and wife in this year. The first suspect is another person. Kill the wife is not very How much, the opening of the car is very tired, the pressure is large, the income is general, more than 30 men are in the menopause, go home, watching the three-year-old child, and the same fatigue wants to follow him, finger Unexlately. "

Glasses men and a yellow hair man wants to refute for men, and is stopped by Chen Yong.

"Don't discuss it, hurry to find other clues!" Chen Yang stood up and urged, the newspaper will not write the name of the murderer, to be pushed.

Five minutes, half time to find newspapers, half time to organize the clues for reasoning.

After a while, two minutes have arrived, everyone all concentrates together and share what they see.

Neighbors revealed that the temper of the deceased Wang Mou will be good, and her husband is often driven out by her.

The younger brother said that she loves the child, very afraid that the child will be good in the future.

The dead husband's little brother said in an interview that once a person who witnessed the deceased pointed to his nose, but also he kneel, there is no quarrel, it is a sudden episode.

The police verified that the dead husband Liu had bought insurance for her.

The dead is missing that day, the child was sent to the grandmother by her husband Liu. Liu said that his wife made him then do, she said that I would like to put a fake yourself.

Liu Mou's colleague revealed that Liu Moumou went home in advance, he also talked with his colleagues, saying to buy it to the deceased.

Liu said that their husband and wife feel good.

"This is very similar to what I have seen last year." The female white deciened, "the murderer is the dead husband's husband, killing his wife is a way of life."

"You have a prejudice to the man." Glasses men frown.

"I have my own boyfriend, I am getting married, how can I have a bias to men?" The female white-collar face is inconsistent, "I am a matter of matter, poke your spine bone is it." She saw other teammates did not attach I am, "OK, I don't say it."

The female white-collar worker's paper man, can't help but hang.

Glasses men pushed their glasses: "I feel that the murderer is not a husband, I intuken, my intuition is always very accurate."

"But if it is someone else, then how do we find it, this is too unreasonable." Huang Mao took the eyes.

"How is it unreasonable, I haven't encountered this situation before, it is back, what can I do." Glasses men looked at the low-headed Wang Guanyou.

Chen Yang grabbed the pulley made by paper, the touch is true, he thinks, it is not secret: "Have you ever thought of a possibility,"

Donned, Chen Yang said: "Isn't he kill?"

More than glasses are men with yellow hair, Miss Joe has seen it.

Wang Guanyou, who has never speaking, is called: "It is he kill! The murderer is her husband!"

Chen Yang looked at the mood, such a lost king, there is a bad feeling, should there be a similar thing around him?

Chen Yang was still guessing, listening to Wang Guanyou said in the next second: "My sister, my sister is like this ..." He used two hands to cover his face. "The animal is also honest, others say that he is good. I feel that my sister is fierce. After he kills people, I will go to get off work as usual, and the disguise is that my sister is accidentally killed. He fraud, you want to get compensation ... "

Wang Guanyou said no words, and the face gradually distorted.

The bad premonition of Chen Yong is big, and he has a strong road to Wang Guanyou: "Your tragedy doesn't matter if you have this task, you don't think of it, the first is a taboo."

Wang Guanyou can't hear the words of Chen Yang, his hatred angry makes the blood spots on his face.

"In fact, I feel very obvious. The neighbors and small gods are the deceased and the husband's feelings, but the husband said that their husband and wife are very good, this lie, a little skill." Glasses man finished, I smashing, "But the rule will give us such a simple question? The murderer is on the water."

"We are not rules, who knows how it thinks." Huang Mao sat on a vacancy, looked up and asked Chen Yang, "Mr. Li, why don't you kill him?"

"About the lying you just said," Chen Yong watched the glasses male, "the bystanders were different from the parties, the differences were different, and the things between husband and wife did not love so good. Maybe for Liu Mou, he I think that my wife is not what he is not. "

"You have to kneel, is this nothing ?!" Huang Mao one hundred did not agree with Chen Yang.

Chen Yang said: "That is just the word of his sideway, the police have not certified."

"The deceased has no communication circle, and the child is gentle. Every day, the child is in the family, will depress, I will infer my spirit in accordance with her feelings." Miss Joe followed Chen Yang at this time.

Chen Yang's hand is on the back of the chair, his arm is long, and his fingers have never met the head of the paper.

Touching the soft hair.

Chen Ji Khan's hair is up, he quickly took the hand.

"What about children? Liu Moumou wants to send a child's grandmother? Isn't it going to find a chance?" Huang Hair said.

Chen Yangyun, said: "The child may be that the deceased makes her husband to send, he is telling the truth."

"How is it!" Wang Guanyou screamed, he has already hurts his people.

In just a minute, no matter what Chen Yang said, Wang Guanyou biting all the misleading.

Chen Yanyi wants to be a wide friend, clear him.

Miss Joe did in front of Chen Yang, she was on the face of Wang Guanyou.

The sound of the sound, a few men around him feel a pain, including Chen Yang, his teeth are acid.

Can Wang Zhousi still the same look, he fell into the quagmi of yourself.

Just when Chen Yong wants to pull Wang Guanyou out of the quagmi, the driver's voice rang: "Before arriving at Yumen Station! The passenger who needs to get off will be taken to the back door!"

The black leather bag on the seat suddenly turned a direction, facing the aisle, like a getting ready to get off.

Wang Guanyou went to the driver to run.

Chen Yang grabbed him, strictly said: "The murderer is not her husband, the murderer is her own, she is suicide! Detailed me tell you, really, you listen to me, I have 90% ... "

Wang Guanyou pushed the Chen Yang, a few biggest steps to the driver: "The deceased Wang Mouling, the murderer is the husband Liu Moumou!"

The voice just fell, Wang Guanyou became a paper, it walked to the position of the black leather, sitting down, picking up the leather bag on his leg.

The movement of the package is like a woman.

Wang Guanyou's task failed, the voice above the bus rang.

Sweet female voice is broadcasting the cause of the ghost death.

She has depression, no friend, fear of social, her husband Liu Moumou is very inclusive, and honest people are really honest.

Download this king proudly said that it is right, but the murderer is a female ghost yourself, she puts suicide into him to kill, want to stay compensation to her husband and children.

Chen Yong grabbed a few tapping back necks, flashing ridicule and anger, rule is really using the task's feelings, it knows Wang Guanyou's home, but also assigns this task to him.

what is this?

Do you still believe in love and warmth?

Chen Yang sat next to Miss Joe, and the whole person somewhat frustrated, he actually sent Wang Guanyou twice.

"Mr. Li, this is not your fault, you said, it is Mr. Wang, you don't listen!" Glasses men comforted.

"But you can calmly think, Mr. Wang is not a matter, he is chaos because his sister is chaos, I have entered the dead Hu, I am willing to be him, I am afraid ..." Huang Mei did not say.

After the meeting, he couldn't help but rose: "The key is that the rules are too short, plus the travelers, a total of five minutes, if time long, Mr. Wang can change the idea."

"What is it used now?" The female white-collar eyes are red, "late ..."

There was no sound in the car.

Chen Yang is on the back of the paper chair, the eyes are gratitude.

Miss Joe took out a small iron box: "It is a teammate of the temporary team, you don't have to give yourself too much responsibility."

"You have to clear, teammates and friends' definitions." She is like a sister.

Chen Yang's lips moved, everything at this time told him that he was such a person.

Teammates are friends, and they are all in the real world.

Miss Joe handed the open iron box to the front of Chen.

That is a colorful fruit sugar.

Chen Yang took a food, then Miss Joe didn't smoke, she didn't smoke.

The sweetness of fruit sugar makes Chen Yang think of milk, I don't know if you have not taken it. Chen Yang bite fruit candies. The fragmentation is small, just like their original world.

Chen Yong wraps the big broth to one side, first eat small crissicous saccharise: "Joe sister, do you want to solve the ID number?"

"Of course." Miss Joe's index finger stimulated white card, from Chen Yang's eyes, another turned, pinched into the hands, "My sister, I dream of dreaming."

Chen Yang looked at her clean and neat nails: "There must be a sense of belief."

Miss Joe's eyebrows: "Small elem, sister asked you, strength, belief, luck, how do you ranked?"

"Faith, strength, luck." Chen Yang said.

"As far as I said, the luck is in the first." Miss Joe said, "Can you completely mean, and miss it."

Chen Yang frowned: "The sense of belief can be appropriately mentioned."

Miss Joe returned to an yast.

Chen Yong began to eat large pieces of broth, character with humanity, human nature, emotion, all fails.

The bus stopped in the Yumen platform did not leave, it was waiting for passengers.

There is a passenger to come.

Chen Yang took out the glass window, as if he heard someone shouted "waiting for one class".

I don't know what the background of Joe's task goals will be, I will not be too complicated.

"Small elegant, what is your constellation?" Miss Joe took out a constellation book.