Chapter 130: .My World (7)

In front of so many people, Jiang Qiusheng was almost suffocated by shouting a mentally handicapped name.
He suffocated a scholar's face, and the anger in his eyebrows almost condensed into an entity: "Labor and capital still want to ask you, why are you here?"
Hua Zhiyu was so angry that he was half-winning, and he was in a good mood: "Why can't I be here? In public, I am an adult again. Where do I go to submit an application to you? You are an international policeman ? What about the ID?"
The three young masters, who have always been clever, today's brain is crashing too fast, and the words "what is the system" and "Huajiang Jiangshan is down" are turned over and over in the mouth, making Huazhiyu feel like a full-scale large-scale abuse.
She turned to look at the original content: "What door did you lock just now? I told you not to open it, I thought it was wrong."
Yuan Rong smiled bitterly: "It's really something."
He talked about the things he had been confined in the strange space, and said that someone who pretended to be his roommate tried to coax him to open the door. After the words were finished, the atmosphere condensed for a moment.
Hua Zhiyu didn't expect the situation to develop to such an extent in just ten minutes: it took less than half an hour since Yuan Rong entered Chishu's room to investigate alone.
The strange speed of time lapsed also surprised Yuanrong.
In his senses, he not only investigated for nearly an hour, but also slept for a while. After waking up, he was at least one hour in a daze. It was definitely not as simple as less than half an hour.
In the clouds and fog that Jiang Qiusheng listened to, Yuan Rong again focused on telling him about Chi Shu's things, and then he looked nervous.
Under the dim and ambiguous chandelier lights, his white face covered his eyes with a pair of red phoenix eyes and stretched his brows, glowing with some fascinating emerald light, which reminded Yuan Rong of the fine enamel colored porcelain bottles.
The owner of the eyes set his sights on him, opening his mouth slightly and closing it again, as if to have swallowed something.
In the end, Jiang Qiusheng just nodded: "I know."
He turned sharply: "So, is this gentleman?"
The tall man listening to the three people in silence, raised his sharp eyes.
At that moment, it seemed that the falcon eagle capturing its prey in its field of vision fluttered its wings.
His face and oppressiveness, like the top hunter in the dormant jungle, taught people to fight against him with twelve points of spirit.
Huazhiyu nodded gently: "Can I say? Brother Luo."
"Since it's the "event" involved, yes."
Known as Brother Luo, he took out a dark blue ID from the casual jacket on his arm and shook it in front of the unknown three.
The original content was captured accurately and dynamically, and that was the IDC certificate.
His heart moved.
Has this matter already involved the state machine? No, the point should be, does the original state machine really monitor unnatural events? Do you want to seal, or...
Seemingly aware of the magical brain circuit of this pretty child, the tall man laughed in good faith, and when he raised his lips, he felt a steady cousin next door, teaching people to feel reliable.
"Don't think too much. I am Luo Shi. As you can see, I am a security staff member to understand some things."
Hua Zhiyu explained: "Brother Luo has worked with our family on some things before and it is very reliable. I also informed him last night that he is only free now."
"Don't praise me first," Luo Shi knocked on the two-centimeter-thick screenshot file in his hand. "I know no more information than you-this is the scene?"
His psychological qualities were obviously top-notch, and after a brief survey, he took out a small and precise camera, shot for evidence from multiple angles, and then put it away.
"You seem...not very excited," Jiang Qiusheng stared at Luo Shi's eyes closely, "Isn't it the first time I met?"
Jiang Qiusheng's keen insight taught Luo Shi to raise his eyebrows unexpectedly: "As you said. In fact, I just came from the last place of the incident-the same as this."
Hua Zhiyu covered her mouth in surprise, Luo Shi did not disclose this.
When he called to inform him last night, Huazhiyu was also worried that Luo Shi would not believe it. Since it is not a case, does that mean there is a possibility of solving the case? She couldn't help being excited, and the word order was messy: "Really? Are there any other people disappearing? Then, has anyone been recovered?"
But to the little girl's scorching eyes full of pleading, Luo Shi couldn't bear to whisper: "Sorry, not yet."
"This..."
The girl who was originally looking at the eccentric spirit was uplifted and languished in just a few seconds, patting her back unbearably: "There will be a way."
According to Luo Shi, Fan Cheng had three "events" within a week, and Chi Shu was the fourth.
What I have learned so far is that the single person is indoors, the space swallowed by the whole, and there is no sound at the time of the incident.
The other three included a female partner of a famous law firm in Fancheng, a female student who came to Huajuguo, and even a professor in the chemistry department of a university of science and technology, famous for studying acid corrosion. The female student of Ju Guo was still a master of martial arts, and the obsessive madman who was inseparable from Wu Shi.
The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.
Yuan Rong pondered and said: "I vaguely felt that if it wasn't for me just now, I might also..."
"You said someone pretended to be your roommate and coaxed you to open the door," Jiang Qiusheng frowned, "but I was the only one in the corridor before I opened the door."
Yuan Rong pursed his mouth: "It's not an illusion. The tone, intonation, and even wording of'He' are exactly the same as my roommate. If I realized that my roommate would never be here, I opened the door."
"In other words, even if you are familiar with your roommate like you, you can't tell the difference between "his" disguise and a real person?" Luo Shi made a sharp point. "And the purpose of "he" is just to let you open the door?"
"There is still a difference. I am too familiar with my roommate. Although he is from Germany, he thinks that calling his name is close. He has called me Rong since the first day of knowing. He has never called my last name. Outsiders, Call me'original' like a stranger." Yuan Rong sighed. "I realized that'he' was not right, and my brain was not sober. I rashly exposed that I was aware that he was wrong. But after he failed, he did not resort to violence. , But still patiently coax me to open the door-so, he may not have such a great ability, or that he must obtain the consent of the "master" to enter the door."
Several people looked at each other with different opinions.
"Can I devour such a piece, but still unable to break in?" Huazhiyu frowned. "Isn't it the same thing? The one who pretends to be your roommate and the one who attacked the pool are two kinds of things?"
"Then how do you explain the sudden return to the normal room?" Jiang Qiusheng directly retorted. "My eyes are not spent. The moment I swiped the room card into the door, the room was intact, so I didn't feel anything wrong. After the original reminder, I only found out The room is so broken."
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, they gave a terrible gesture of termination.
When they communicated, Luo Shi completed a two-centimeter-thick screenshot file at a brain processing speed unmatched by ordinary people. He suddenly exclaimed: "Since the original capacity is stuck inside and can't get out...I'm curious, how can Mr. Jiang open the door?"
In fact, this question is actually unable to draw conclusions.
Hua Zhiyu froze: "Yeah, I'm not surprised that Niu Niu can get a room card. How can you get in?"
From the description of the original content, it can be concluded that the room door seems to grow together with the space and cannot be shaken. But Jiang Qiusheng opened it with a swipe of the card, which is really incredible.
Jiang Qiusheng was stunned when asked: "Why did you ask me who I'm going to? I didn't know your doorway at that time, if you swiped the card, the door opened."
Can't restore the situation at that time, so I had to turn a page.
In the end, Luo Shi thought of a far-fetched statement. He said that some ghosts and gods on the "right path" are governed by strict "rules". It's like a carpenter who doesn't do paint work. The king does not care about living things. If God wants to get in touch with his own life, he needs the consent of the bearer.
This is why many people come into contact with unclean things, or play dead with a pen, and they are stared at by evil spirits. The evil spirits actually exist in all aspects. They only dare to take action after obtaining various forms of "consent".
Many Zhigua stories also say that someone in the middle of the night yells at you, don’t answer; there is a
person
knocking on the door in the middle of the night, don’t agree with him coming in, it makes sense.
He also said that don't look at the door is just the most common architectural design. In fact, the door is regarded as one of the artifacts that appeared early in history, and it has a "blocking" effect innately.
Just like, just now, "he" can block the door of the room, but can't forcibly break the door. He has to entice Yuan Rong to open the door before he can enter.
Luo Shi speculated that when Chi Shu said, she might have heard the request of an acquaintance, like Huazhiyu, her family, or a waiter disguised as room service. In short, she opened the door.
When Yuan Rong returned to school, it had been long after the sun had sunk in the darkness.
Jiang Qiusheng also wanted to invite him for dinner. He seemed to have something to say. The way he sent him back was like a talk, but the original appearance was too tired. Come out and postpone the next meeting.
Bizarre, Guan Li was in the dormitory.
In the original impression, this male of learning has always been struggling for the postgraduate entrance examination (although he is only in his sophomore last semester), and he will not come back at night without turning off the lights, which makes him very curious.
When Yuanrong pushed the door, he seemed to be in a daze, suddenly raised his head, and was surprised at Uehara.
"You back..."
"you are……"
The two spoke in unison, and at the same time shut up, it seemed that they were waiting for the other to speak first, Yuan Rong defeated first, laughed enough, and then said: "Return to the house so early, do not study?"
He smiled so well, he was in a good mood, his tiredness seemed to be swept away, his black eyes were full of smiles, and Bai Jing's small face was beautiful and lovely, which made Guan Li stunned for a moment.
Guan Li froze for a few seconds before standing up loudly, feeling unsuitable and sitting down awkwardly: "Stop studying. Why are you coming back now?"
"In your tone, it looks like the main house to be raped," Yuan Rong teased. "It's you who was the latest to return to the dormitory."
Guan Li was awkward for a moment, blinking blankly, like a black back at a loss, which made Yuan Rong's heart very soft. He explained dryly: "Then I will come back early, okay? Let's be in the dormitory together, I will accompany you."
"When did you become sticky?" Yuanrong changed his outing clothes, put on velvet pajamas, and adjusted the air conditioner once. "After a year, I finally fell in love with me?"
His remarks were completely gossip. There was a joke between the boys, but Guanli remained silent for a while, and solemnly "uh".
Looking up, the excited and nervous black eyes of Shang Guanli seemed to see a back with a crazy tail.
...Is an illusion.
After taking a shower, Yuan Rong came out soft and sleepy. Guan Li was still sitting under it, not knowing what he was doing. He threw the wet towel forward disgustingly-Guan Li held it firmly.
The latter looked at him in a daze, overwhelmed and raised his towel: "Have you finished washing?"
Yuan Rong took it with a smile, and rubbed it on the head of the man sitting on the stool: "You go to wash it, there is still a lot of hot water. What do you think?"
"Think about things," Guan Li's earlobe was a bit red. He had the skin of a typical Caucasian, revealing a hint of pink, which made it look itchy in his heart, and could not help pinching, "...what?"
"Wash it away."
Originally opened the phone and swiped up the webpage, involuntarily entered the words "Weapon" and "disappeared" in the search engine, and all the popular science pages came out.
It seems that the whole world is involved in strangeness, and the strange plots in the movie are only the people around them.
He carelessly curled up some of his long hair, and these "people" all came out in a few days. Three days ago, his world was running on a regular and ordinary straight line. Three days later. Now, the line was bent, folded, and headed in an unexplainable direction.
When Guan Li finished his shower, he cleaned up the bathroom sanitary by the way, and it was time to turn off the lights.
Yuan Rong couldn't do it tired in the day, climbed into bed early, lit a small bedside lamp, and read a hypnotic idle book before going to bed.
Somehow, he touched the textbook of "Securities Investment".
"Contrary theory", when everyone (even laymen) is optimistic, that is when the rally is about to peak; when most people are bearish, the decline has bottomed out. That is to say, as long as you disagree with the masses, the opportunity to get rich will exist.
To extend it, in the general trend of something, if everyone is optimistic about his passionate direction, his peak will also arrive; on the contrary, if everyone is not optimistic, his decline will almost end. Break.
Very interesting theory.
He closed the book in the original dim light, the light in the house illuminated by the small bedside lamp was ambiguous, the ceiling was marble white in the church on a rainy day, and there was some mourning atmosphere. The strange and strange fingers and shadows came and went on the ceiling.
"Rong?"
Indistinctly, he heard Guan Li's whispering inquiries and received no response. Guan Li sensed that he was asleep and lowered his movements.
Ghost press.
The original content was sober in the second that the suffocating force suppressed. Many days of experience made him very clear that this was a dream. He clearly saw the dim ceiling, the buzzing air conditioning sound, and an incomparably huge shadow.
The shadow is pressing on him.
Spread out from the darkest place in the house, covering all the places where the light can reach, with an irresistible posture, tightly pressed against the original body. Yuan Rong can even feel a big hand in the nether world, walking with satisfaction in him.
Like the top hunter in the jungle looking at his poor prey, it was as if the lord had toured his country. Yuan Rong struggled to get rid of the imprisonment, but could not move even a finger.
The black shadow spread to him, and his sight was about to be eroded by darkness, together with his consciousness, his...
Knowing that this is a dream, Yuan Rong was not too scared. In one thousandth of a second, he thought a lot, was he a "person" who didn't succeed in day? No, he did not put any strange "people" in the door. Who can it be?
He couldn't help but growl in a low voice: "Go!"
In the moment when the shadow is stagnating, Yuan Rong finds that he can move!
He straightened up sharply, copying the big part of "Securities Investment" on the pillow before sleeping (God knows that he is so grateful for the first time in his life that the textbook is so thick), and slammed into the dark shadow like a vent-
The shadow disappeared.
Yuan Rong was breathing heavily, copying a thick and solid textbook in his hand, sitting on the bed to relax.
For a long time, he put down the book, touched a nervous cold sweat on his head, and turned on the small bedside lamp.
Bright reunion.
Isn't this a dream?
Originally clearly remembering every second that happened just now, he looked around with dim light. The two-person dormitory was still the same. He couldn't help but cast his gaze on the bed opposite the bed.
Guan Li seemed to be awakened by his light.
Under Yuanrong’s stare, Guanli opened his eyes, sat up, and then looked in the direction of Yuanrong—
"Are you having nightmares again?" His voice was a little hoarse and a little murky because of his deep sleep, but his tone could not conceal the care.
Yuan Rong nodded: "It seems to be a ghost press. My mind is very confused now, and I can't tell whether it is a dream or something is really pressing me..."
Guan Li comforted: "Don't be afraid, you are fine now, aren't you?"
He paused: "Should I sleep with you?"
With that said, Guan Li really lifted the quilt and got out of bed with long hands and long legs. Yuanrong hurriedly stopped it: "It's okay, Brother Guan, I'll sleep on my own. I'm used to nothing terrible..."
I don’t know if it’s his weak tone and tiredness that can’t be concealed. Teaching Guanli really can’t let go, or the newly-adhesive viscose just wanted to increase his relationship with him. Ladder.
The head emerging from the bed opened with longing and moist eyes, and the coffin face with the deep outline was a bit silly. If he refused, he turned around several times in his mouth, and he couldn't say it.
Finally, he sighed helplessly and shrank back towards the wall, motioning him to go to bed: "Say first, I don't care if you fall in the middle of the night."