Vol 2 Chapter 125: invite

The sound of chains was heard in the distance, and the system divided the Yuanyuan into two dials. They used to be dead, and these days I saw my colleagues eaten one by one, and I was counseled by the current affairs.
The selected forces were barely acceptable, and they agreed to join the systematic treason. As for the rest trembling, because of insufficient strength, temporarily continue to be used as reserve grain captive.
Chen Zhang narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene, and always felt that he deceived him systematically on his IQ.
Kill the chickens and monkeys first, and then divide into two camps to relax and unify. It doesn't look like IQ can just do it.
Jiang Ying didn't hear the response for a long time, thinking that Chen Zhang was choked by lightning rod joke. Put away the ridiculous thoughts and talk about the business: "My new movie will soon be released overseas."
Chen Zhang spoke a fixed vocabulary: "Congratulations."
Jiang Ying: "For publicity, the company received an invitation for a foreign program."
Chen Zhang just wanted to speak and listened to the end of the phone: "Congratulations until I finish talking."
The word that originally had to be exited just swallowed it back.
"A supernatural show, ask some so-called masters to solve puzzles."
This type of program is rarely broadcast on domestic TV stations because of subject matter issues, but it is very popular abroad. In the early years, the fortune teller asked the deceased to bury the corpse, playing more violently, and directly locked the expedition team in the haunted house.
In the past, Chen Zhan and the same table watched the psychic warfare out of the spirit of hunting for strange things. Later, when he was addicted to this idea at the same table, he did not take it seriously. As a scumbag with values ​​in place, he was the only one in the class where the political exam can approach full marks.
It was not necessary to mention it again at that time, Chen Zhang said the real problem: "Push away the best."
Jiang Ying: "This program is very hot now, the ratings abroad are extremely high, and the company has also spent a lot of energy."
What's more, just sitting there listening to someone's fortune telling, there is no reason to quit.
Chen Zhang: "...What can I do for you besides praying?"
Jiang Ying: "Together."
Chen Zhang: "Can I participate?"
If you can bring people casually, according to the strength of Jiang Ying Economic Company, you will not struggle to win places.
Jiang Ying: "Only you have this qualification."
Chen Zhang puzzled.
Jiang Ying mentioned him: "...international friends."
"..."
During the cold war with Yin Ronglan, Chen Zhang repeatedly solved strange cases abroad, and was almost a walking crime tracker. This experience led him to be discussed closely by people in the psionic circles abroad.
Understand it, and ask: "If any master in the show crosses the line, let me stop?"
Jiang Ying has a contract and is a propaganda party. Chen Zhang is different, and does not specialize in the development of the entertainment industry.
Jiang Ying: "I will not help you in vain."
There are many benefits promised in and out of words.
Chen Zhang can understand her resistance to some extent, and she will feel a little uncomfortable and worried about participating in this kind of show with pregnancy.
After thinking for a while, it finally came down.
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The villa was not lit, just in case, Chen Zhang let the system slide in through the back door with a ball, he went to park first.
Everything was properly arranged, and when I walked in the door and felt a deserted atmosphere, I knew that Yin Ronglan did not return. In the past hour, the sound came from outside the gate, and the warm-colored lights instantly lit up the entire room.
Yin Ronglan looked at Chen Zhang sitting on the sofa, a little surprised: "Why not turn on the light?"
"Think about something."
Although the two sides conceal each other, most of the time they are unreserved. Chen Zhan soon explained that Jiang Ying let himself accompany him to participate in the spiritual show.
Yin Ronglan's expression did not show anger, but instead said: "Do you think this is wrong?"
Chen Zhang thought for a while: "Not long ago, there was a murder case imitating a novel, and the so-called torture was deliberately fired up in the afternoon."
Hearing the word ‘du robbery’, Yin Ronglan’s expression was a little subtle, and apparently she had also read relevant hot searches.
"Now Jiang Ying invites me to the show," Chen Zhang said: "It seems too coincidental."
He did not doubt Jiang Ying, but felt that there was a force pushing in the dark.
Yin Ronglan warmed his glass of milk to calm his mind: "Any ideas?"
Chen Zhang shook his head, indicating that he had no idea for the time being.
After Yin Ronglan's breathing gradually calmed down at night, Chen Zhan was lying on his side with his eyes still open... The system gathered power around to make its dream come to the world, and some people seemed to take the opportunity to do something.
Will there be any connection between them?
[System: Online chat, whitewash value in five minutes and twenty. 】
Recalling that the first system was resigned angrily because it was regarded as a free chat, this actually took the initiative to join up.
Without refusing to consider, Chen Zhan rolled over and fell asleep for a second.
Two days later, the airport.
To avoid eye-catching, the trip between the two was separated by a day.
Something went wrong during the security check. The airport staff member said with a complex face that the lightning rod should not be taken. Of course Chen Zhan knew that it could not be taken, but he remembered to take it out before going out.
After a few seconds, Yin Ronglan was called.
"It may be accidentally stuffed into the bag." Yin Ronglan gently asked him if he would consider taking a private plane, postponing for two days, and waiting for his busy work to go together.
Feeling that this is the other party's ultimate goal, Chen Zhang hung up the phone without touching.
"Turn left at the door, there is a place for express delivery." The staff kindly reminded.
Chen Zhan thanked the good intentions, smiled and said that things are not needed, let them deal with it.
Get off the plane the next morning.
The hotel Jiang Ying has been arranged, and he is booked as a luxurious suite.
When packing up, Yin Ronglan called a video call and asked if he had arrived safely.
"Very smooth." Chen Zhang looked around: "It's such a large suite, it's a waste to live alone."
Yin Ronglan smiled and was just about to say something. It was because Chen Zhan posted a picture of him on the window sill, and put a few pictures in the bedside living room and other places: "This is also regarded as you.
Some photos are asleep, and some are working.
The camera pixels of the candid camera are not very high, and the face is a little blurry after washing.
"..."
There are many areas, and the bathroom is left alone.
The last photo was placed on the dining table. After Chen Zhang set it up, he sighed and looked back at the video on the phone: "Is there anything else? The flow is limited."
Yin Ronglan: "... remember to take a group photo next time."
Chen Zhang screamed and clicked to end the communication.
Jiang Ying's plane arrived on time the next day. This trip was extremely hidden. She made a special flight in the early morning and stayed in the same hotel as Chen Zhang.
A small flower from the same crew was also around him. It is said that it was a blind eye method. Even if it was filmed by the media, it could be determined to promote the movie and go out with friends.
"You are familiar with the program flow." She and the friend stood outside the door and did not come in.
When Chen Zhan looked down, Jiang Ying saw a picture of Yin Ronglan posted on the window opposite, looking strange. Before leaving, the words were deep: "If you put it on your back, you can make him face the sea, and the flowers will bloom in spring."
Chen Zhang felt reasonable, and turned over the photo of Yin Ronglan again, and turned his face to the outside.
Pull the curtains and sit on the carpet to read the information in detail.
There are ten resident spirits. He and Jiang Ying are special guests.
Chen Zhang's eyes narrowed when he saw a photo of a woman: Chinese, surnamed Wu.
If it is not gender, it is necessary to directly arrange the crime to Mr. Wu. Without him, this coincidence can be regarded as rare. Thinking a little bit, bearing high international long-distance calls, calling Mr. Wu, saving time and asking directly: "Do you follow the father's surname or the mother's surname? Do you have a sister or illegitimate daughter?"
It is early morning in China, Mr. Wu: "Is it sick?"
As soon as the rage-filled voice appeared, it soon seemed to be as if the heart was still water. From the question of Fang Cai, he started to reason like Holmes: "You met a suspicious woman with my surname."
Unexpectedly, the split of personality can improve IQ, and Chen Zhang wondered whether the same method could be tried on the system.
He had no intention of concealment, and his eyes lingered on the photos. Xu was a psychological one. He always felt that Mr. Wu's eyebrows really had a shadow.
"Interesting." Mr. Wu's voice forcibly brought out a somewhat sultry mute because he didn't wake up: "The address was sent to me."
Hint to come to join in the fun.
As he wished, Chen Zhang sent a position directly, but did not send Ms. Wu's information on the data.
[System: Not too messy yet? 】
Chen Zhang was very open-minded, and he was simply too lazy to think about who would deal with himself in secret. The two camps were leaping up and down... The detainees represented by Mr. Wu and the law enforcers with low IQ and violent output.
The change is not far from its sect, just see the move.
[System: Just like that? 】
Chen Zhang murmured vaguely.
I don't know why he has a hunch in his heart. As these people in the dark keep jumping outside, the evil relationship between him and the system or the law enforcement can quickly draw a period.
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In order to enhance the authenticity, the supernatural program adopts the situation of live broadcasting.
Ten people sat on the stage, one of them was a rare heterochromatic pupil.
Jiang Ying suddenly asked before playing: "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"
Chen Zhang did not want to say: "From the perspective of the population base of each country, it is obviously impossible."
How many people have died since ancient times?
Jiang Ying: "Isn't there a reincarnation?"
Chen Zhang: "I have studied the birth rate and death rate in particular, mainly related to national policies and medical standards."
The side proves that the life and death book does not exist.
Jiang Ying looked at him with a complex look: "...you are really a firm man."
After taking the stage, Chen Zhan purposefully glanced at the lady named Wu, who was the youngest of the ten people, sitting with her mouth closed.
The so-called spirits are all reticent, after all, the less they say, the more convincing they are.
There is something that can be called an aura because the silence is spreading everywhere, and the program has not started recording. The host would rather sit and read the desk book than talk to them.
Chen Zhang was like a good man, but instead laughed.
The sound is not loud, but here, quickly attracted a few eyes.
Chen Zhan's sights were chaotic, and those talents gradually withdrew their sharp eyes.
One minute before the start of the recording, he suddenly said to Jiang Ying: "If Yin Ronglan is on the scene, it is really interesting."
Jiang Ying: "Why?"
Chen Zhan glanced at the people on the stage: "They are all pretend to be ghosts."
The author has something to say: Yin Ronglan: Although I pretend to come from the future and propose to you, hiding private money like a corpse attracts a police officer, playing with an iron chain and being misrepresented by a subordinate as a shocked report of a chainsaw...but I believe in science People.
Chen Zhang: Ha ha.
PS: Believe me, the villains are going online one by one, although every villain goes online and offline, because Chen Zhang seems to be unable to make people nervous...