"Ah Yuan, what's wrong with you, you were in a mess early in the morning, and you let 'Bai Shusheng' approve it?"

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"Huh?" Luo Zi was a little stunned, he was a little confused, since he sat here, he had always felt that something was wrong, and he had been entangled in this, but he couldn't think of anything - Luo Zi was inexplicably irritable.

"Let me ask you, what's wrong with you, you look listless!" Qin Mang asked again without the slightest impatience.

Saying that, Qin Mang put his hand on Luo Zi's head again.

Luo Zi subconsciously opened it.

Facing the surprised gaze of his friend in front of him, Luo Zi stood up abruptly in some panic, his eyes kept looking at the ground: "I...... I'm a little uncomfortable, I'll go to the toilet!"

After speaking, he hurriedly pushed away Qin Mang in front of him and ran out of the classroom.

"Ah Yuan, Ah Yuan?!" Qin Mang shouted with his head held high behind, but he didn't catch up.

Qin Mang just shouted twice, then stopped speaking, an inexplicable color appeared in his eyes, watching Luo Zi's back go away, put his hand down, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled.

In the originally bustling school building, all the people who were moving suddenly stopped their behavior, and raised their heads, or turned their heads, or raised their heads, or lowered their heads......

They all looked at Luo Zi's direction.

An eerie smile appeared on his face at the same time......

Viewed from the outside of the building, the scene is simply terrifying and sends chills down the spine.

However, when you go outside, you will find that there is not even a single figure in the noisy street......

……

In the burial chamber, the figure holding the flashlight in the darkness suddenly trembled violently, and even the flashlight almost shook off, leaving only a thin nylon rope hooked on Luo Zi's wrist, and the aperture of the flashlight kept swinging back and forth, occasionally illuminating Luo Zi's calf trouser leg - you could see a layer of frost on the fabric on it, and water droplets kept dripping down.

Looking up, Luo Zi's dull face with his mouth slightly open, a pair of gray eyes suddenly swelled with obscurity, but his feet were stiffly raised...... Step down ...... Lift ...... Step down ......

Approach the mural in front of you......

……

"Ha~ha~huh~" Luo Zi was tired enough, and finally stopped running in front of the men's toilet at the far edge of the corridor, panting heavily, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and walked to the washstand.

Luo Zi couldn't help but wonder as he walked towards the washstand, his body wasn't very good, why did he breathe like this in these few steps......

……

Luo Zi finally walked to the mural.

The faint floating cold light on the mural could already be reflected on Luo Zi's face.

Luo Zi's face and cheeks were no longer visible from the ruddy and lustrous when he first entered, and the cold mist visible to the naked eye covered Luo Zi's face, sucking away the vitality of Luo Zi's body bit by bit.

At this time, the body was gradually converging with the state of a dead corpse, miserable, cold, and lifeless......

……

Luo Zi walked to the sink, and the first thing he did was to lean down and turn on the faucet, and he washed his face with bated breath.

Straightening up and throwing water vigorously on both sides with both hands, Luo Zi was about to look at the mirror in front of him when he caught a glimpse of a paper drawer by the sink, so he naturally reached over and pulled two paper towels, wiped his hands and face.

After wiping his hands, he raised his head......

What's going on?

Why is it so vague?

Where does the water vapor come from?

Luo Zi looked up at the sunny weather outside the window again, and when he turned around, he had already frowned deeply.

There is so much fog on the mirror......

……

"Nourish...... Multiply...... Director, listen...... Please answer...... Director ......"

The sound of data cassettes suddenly sounded in the darkness, and Luo Zi's body was forced to stop as he moved closer to the mural.

As before, Luo Zi stopped, his blue lips opened and closed up and down, and when his throat and neck trembled, words sounded from his mouth: "I ......"

"You're a director...... Is it ...... Zi ......" But before Luo Zi finished spitting out the words in his mouth, another intermittent sentence came from the other end, in a questioning tone, "We...... Multiply...... Be...... Roche...... Multiply...... Group Members...... Work...... Multiply...... ......"

Are you a director yourself, and are we employees of the Roche Group?

Although I didn't suspect it at the time, it didn't take long for me to suddenly recall the tone of the director at that time, and I was inexplicably flustered - the director always spoke vigorously!

“…… It's ......" was silent for a while, and as soon as Luo Zi opened his lips and finished saying this, his eyes suddenly surged with emotion, and his index finger moved, which originally did not have the slightest strength to "carry" the flashlight.

……

How can there be such a heavy water vapor? I used cold water just now!

Luo Zi looked at the wall mirror in front of him strangely, and always felt as if something was attracting him, as if it was something that could answer his current doubts.

What is it?

Luo Zi raised his hand, he was still holding a tissue that had just wiped the water stains on his face, ready to wipe the moisture that blocked the wall mirror.

！！！

Luo Zi's movements slammed down!

It just seems to be ...... Something is pulling itself!

Luo Zi looked down at his waist suddenly......

……

"Pull!" shouted the people outside the tomb as they pulled the thick ropes.

Secretary Zhen watched anxiously from the side, and for a while he used a flashlight to shine into the tomb, and for a while he glanced at the two bodyguards of the director, who were urgently tying a rope to his waist, obviously in the very cold tomb, but he was sweating profusely.

Scared legs trembling!

"Hurry, pull quickly!" Zhou Chaoqun, who was helping the "shield" tie the rope, raised his head and roared while tying the knot around the bodyguard's waist without delay.

"Pull!"

Something is wrong with the directors! We are not from Roche! We are "REOTA"!

……

I don't have a belt tied and I don't wear a vest, how can I feel like something is tied to my waist?

Moreover, this is obviously pulling yourself!

Luo Zi looked puzzled, and hurriedly lifted his school uniform shirt, revealing a smooth abdomen, with soft muscle lines on it, nothing attached to it, but it clearly showed a trace of strangulation.

-- The hand that was about to wipe off the water vapor was also retracted.

Looking at the thickness, I'm afraid it's a thickened nylon rope!

I don't know why, Luo Zi's mind has such an idea - wait, thickened nylon rope?

Bold ...... Nylon rope ......

An image suddenly came to mind, it was a young man in a casual suit, and on one side there was a majestic-looking man in a black suit who respectfully bent down and tied a thick nylon rope around his waist, and the surrounding area looked like a cave under the illumination of the lights......

"Ah Yuan, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, there was a voice from behind him who was speaking.

Luo Zi turned around and saw that it was Qin Mang.

Luo Zi's hand that lifted his clothes subconsciously put it down, suddenly frowned, and stared at Qin Mang like this......

This face......