Chapter 267: Three Fat Script

Wu Fei carefully looked at the people in the photo. He confirmed that he had not seen this person, but his eyes gave him a familiar feeling.
He carefully recalled the faces of the people he had contacted in the level recently, and soon came to light, thinking of where he had seen similar faces.
He quickly flipped through the test logbook that the search team member had shown him before. Among the more than 100 records, the person who signed the most was a person named "bai". He didn't pay attention at the time, but now they are all connected—
Bai, it should be "white".
He once saw a family portrait on Bai Jia's desk, which was Bai Jia and his parents. Because Bai Jia looks basically following her mother, when she saw the man in the photo, Wu Fei only felt familiar, and did not think of him. After careful reflection, she discovered that this person and Bai Jia’s father had three points. similar.
Then contact the records in Bai Jia's diary... So, is this laboratory related to Bai Jia's family? Behind them is the same secret?
As a planner, Wu Fei does not think that everything in this laboratory is deceptive. He prefers that this bj3776 reagent is real, but its existence has been artificially erased, and the core data is also missing. That's it.
Reasoning here, once the relationship between the two sides is established, the problems on both sides are nested together like a circle-
What is the family secret and wish that Bai Jia is carrying? Where did the core data go? In the identity of Roger, why did he take the initiative to approach Bai Jia at that time?
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Only one key is needed to solve all these problems. Now, Wu Fei feels that he has guessed the outline of the key.
The statesman Shen looked at him beside him and opened his mouth slightly.
Wu Fei: "Don't talk, brother! I feel like I have guessed the general direction. Don't break it."
Shen Xing: "You didn't fasten your buttons."
Wu Fei lowered his head subconsciously to look at his clothes. While Wu Fei was stunned, the man stepped forward, lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyelids, pulled his left hand in one hand, and slender fingers pressed on his cuff, Soon he fastened the button.
"Okay, let's go." After doing all this, Shen Xing did not let go of him, but after a brief explanation, he directly pulled him out of the institute.

Wu Fei returned to the underground city after leaving the institute. He was determined to test Bai Jia's response, so he deliberately told him about the institute's related things as knowledge.
Bai Jia really had an instant movement, and then quickly adjusted the state, as usual to Wu Fei casually: "It's a little interesting, take me to see it next time."
When the two were talking, a black ink vortex suddenly appeared in the room. The vortex quickly expanded and finally became a size that can be passed by one person. A thin, pale young man wearing a long black trench coat Came out of it. The vortex was put away in his hands, and eventually turned into a long black umbrella.
The thin and pale young man looked up silently at the two in the room, his lips slightly pursed, as if he felt a thorny and trouble, but he soon made a decision and he didn't hesitate-the umbrella Once again, it was stretched out, like a black hole that absorbed and swallowed the surrounding light. It was enveloped in this not-so-small bedroom, and it also covered Wu Fei and Bai Jia under their shadow.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. When the black umbrella was gathered back to the young man's hand again, the original two people in the room had disappeared, leaving only the young man in black standing alone in the empty room. He opened the umbrella, glanced left and right, and then disappeared without a trace.
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At the moment when the black umbrella was opened, Wu Fei felt that he was deterred by an invisible force. The feeling was similar to the folk "ghost press". The consciousness was sober, but he could not move. Under the influence of this strange power, as an ordinary person, he was unable to break free, and soon, even the consciousness gradually became trance.
When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a dark space. Darkness blinds people's perception and judgment of space. He can only perceive the situation between his position and position. He does not know how big the margin of this space is, nor where he is now. The only thing that is gratifying is his You can feel Bai Jia beside him.
Suddenly received an unidentified attack and was trapped, at this time to restore consciousness and control of the body, Wu Fei's first reaction was to send a message to Shen Xing and Yuan Sanfan to remind them to be careful, and then come to answer him to rescue them out; The second reaction is to rummage through the available props and try to escape from here.
Just as he was about to open the communicator, Wu Fei's movements suddenly stopped, he looked into the darkness around him, and finally withdrew his hand--
As his rank increased, his five senses became more acute. For example, after he rose to the silver rank, his nearsightedness disappeared. In addition to this, there is an elusive "sixth sense" or "intuition", which also becomes more sensitive.
Like now, there is obviously darkness around him, but he has a feeling of being monitored, as if his every move is under the control of the other party.
He retracted his motion, closed his eyes, and settled his heart to capture the few undetectable weak feelings, and then frowned—the surveillance seemed to come from all directions, and even more strangely, the feeling of the space he was in— It doesn't look like an ordinary black room, it is more like a living thing by comparison.
It is different from the belly of a giant beast. This place is like a lifeless, living creature.

On the third floor of the underground city, the business of San Fat Grocery Shop is booming.
In addition to ordinary groceries, there will be some extra side dishes and snacks made by the owner, Yuan Sanfan, which are unique and delicious. Every day, a large number of customers are invited to come and patronize. While buying food, they will naturally also buy some daily necessities for the family. Over time, the business here is getting better and better.
Not to mention, the owner Yuan Sanfan also claimed that he had a relationship on the floating island, organized a screening organization, and those with good performance can be sent to the floating island for work-although San Fat said that he was just doing some heavy handyman work. However, most of them, who live on the third floor of the underground, do not have a decent job and earn a living by selling their labor. Since they do very little work, they naturally hope to work on a floating island with more resources. life.
The newly recruited cheap malnourished young man at the grocery store was walking towards the store door with an umbrella. Yuan Sanfan saw the person and ran to it, and immediately blocked him in front of him and asked, "Where are you going?" That’s it! The shop was so busy just now, I didn’t even see you!"
The young man walked aside casually and hung his umbrella in his hand: "Go to help people deliver. The restaurant on Dongsan Street needs more goods, so I went to deliver it."
"Oh." Yuan San-fat touched his head, suddenly dumbfounded, and poked people in a different tone, asking, "Are you hungry? My dishes are ready, just wait for the pan."
The young man nodded and pulled Yuan Sanfan back when he turned around. After two seconds of silence, he said, "I'm going back tonight."
"Where are you going back?" Yuan Sanfan looked at him puzzledly.
Isn't this buddy a tramp in a dungeon that has been hungry for a long time? Or how could he promise to stay and work for him for five cheap meals a day? Where is he going back?
The young man looked at him with a flat and bored gaze, which was always boring and lame, but there was an extra layer of worry in his eyes that made him look like he was mentally retarded: "Of course from Where to come and where to go back."
Before Yuan Sanfan recovered, he saw the other party’s gaze scanned the record sheet of the people who had signed up to work on the floating island and asked, "Yes, you really have a relationship. Send these people to work on the floating island?"
According to his observations these days, Yuan Sanfan does not seem to have relatives and friends with this ability.
Yuan San-fat was speechless for a while, what "planner", "clearance mission" and "teammates" must not be able to speak, and he could not understand the other party. He could not think of a particularly good statement at once, if he said he did not Relationship, then he would be deceptive if he did this, what should others do?
He thought for a while, and said vaguely: "I still have it. I have a friend. I used to be in a dungeon with me. The relationship is not bad. Later, he found a big man on the floating island. Carry me often..."
The young man understood most of his obscurity, and knew most of it, knowing that his relationship was utterly unreliable. His eyes flashed, and he found a silver button engraved with a delicate little snake from his pocket and handed it to Yuan Sanfan: "If you are in trouble, you can take this to the Fudao Jiusen Group to find me."
Yuan Sanfa: "???
My three fat people suddenly felt that this script seems not right? !
Why does this seemingly malnourished guy have this kind of drama...
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What kind of thing is this kind of detaining your dear son, and then being given a token to let him go to the opponent's routine bridge section when necessary? Isn't this a play that they love between Captain Wu Fei Wu and their God of Travel?
What does it have to do with his fat three? !
Yuan Sanfao made the last meal, sent his cheap labor away, and mumbled when he came back why he kept holding the black umbrella, and the underground city did not rain, so it was really a person from the floating island Kind of words.
Lao Yuan happened to be walking back from the outside. In the past two days, because of the cheap labor, Lao Yuan immediately went out like a grandfather who suddenly liberated without having to look at his grandson. At this time, the old man came back to hear Yuan Sanfa mumble, and looked back, "You are too simplesometimesnaive", looked at Yuan Sanfa, and said: "So you didn't see it? It was a planner, an umbrella in his hand. It is his contractor, who should be an identity like a ghost, so he can become an object."
Yuan Sanfa looked at him with his eyes wide open: "He is a planner?! No, no, I mean, do you see that he is a planner? Don't tell me and go out and walk around the world all the time?! If he took me Click!"
Old Lao Yuan looked at Yuan San fat with the eyes of "not teachable": "Where are you so easy to die. Besides, I also watched for two days. The old man had no other skills. It is still accurate to see people. He just wanted to mix two meals. Eat, it’s okay to do anything to harm your life. It’s difficult for me to find out that you are a planner when they are away.
Yuan San-Fang understands the meaning of Old Yuan, and of course knows that his old man will not let him go. The old man seems to be careless, but he has no choice. I am afraid that he has already taken protective measures on him. Yuan San-Fang felt that the script was very novel and happily sent a message to tell Wu Fei, but after waiting for a while, he did not receive a reply from the other party.
"Surely I don't know what I'm doing with Qingxing Qingqing and I don't care about my three fats for such a long time..." Yuan San fat grievously put down the communicator, did not mind, and turned to make tea for Yuan Lao.
But at this moment, the afterglow of his eyes saw a familiar, slender and tall figure appearing at the door of the grocery store, his face gloomy and gloomy—
"Yes, Xingshen...?" Yuan Sanfan blurted out, "Aren't you intimate with Wu Fei, how come?"
There was one more sentence that didn’t come out—and, his face was so dark?
...What did Wu Fei do to you?