Chapter 8: Secret Devil

Fang Ting just hung up the phone in this compartment, and was scared half to death in the next second - a hand slammed on her shoulder. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fang Ting's big eyes widened at this moment, as if she wanted to pop her eyes out.

"If you're afraid, don't hurt anyone." Ji An couldn't hold it back any longer, sat up and said with a smile.

When he read Mu An's memories from Ji An, he already knew that Fang Ting was Feng Ting's "doppelganger" in 011. People are visual creatures in the end, and Ji An looked at this face, and it was really difficult to be hostile.

It turned out that this man was just pretending to be a ghost. Fang Ting came over, so she rolled her eyes and said, "Why did I hurt you?" I gave you money, you don't want it, it's your own money, and I didn't force you; Besides, you asked me to testify, and I did, and you were there that day, and you heard what I said clearly, and I did tell the truth, didn't I? ”

Feng Ting learned to be smart this time, so as not to pounce on Mu An like just now, as she spoke, she ran up and instantly ran to the ground at the female worker's commissary.

"Then how do you explain that you are so poor that you have to get a poverty grant, and you give tens of thousands of yuan casually?" Ji An followed and continued to question.

"Why should I explain? Do I have any money, or how did I get my money, and what does it matter to you? Can't I lend twenty dollars to my friends if I only have twenty dollars on me? Am I just anxious for justice and righteousness? If you are not convinced by the ruling, go to the teachers of the investigation team and ask them why the poor cannot be generous, what is the use of looking for me? Fang Ting replied.

From Mu An's radical behavior, she had already guessed the result of the decision.

Fang Ting's mouth was so sharp that Ji An was also speechless for a while.

Fang Ting felt that she had won this battle of words, so she raised her hand triumphantly and said, "If you figure it out, don't bother me anymore, now that someone is watching us, if you are like just now, I will shout indecent." ”

Ji An looked at the female workers' commissary only a few steps away, and the female workers' aunt who was supposed to be in the store didn't know what to do, standing outside the door, and was looking at the two of them curiously with her arms crossed.

Ji An pinched the root of his thigh and shouted, sounding heartbroken, only to see him say with tears in his eyes: "Don't go!" Tell me, who is that man? Who is the man who asked you to design me? You are so ruthless, have you forgotten our happy days in the past....."

Fang Ting was aroused by his unexplained tragic scene with goosebumps, turned around and walked to the stairs again, wanting to leave him behind, only took two steps, and was pulled back by Ji An.

Ji An wrapped her hand around as if she had prepared an octopus sucker, no matter how Fang Ting shook it, she couldn't shake off his hand, so she had to shout in the direction of her aunt: "Auntie! ”

However, the female worker's aunt looked at the pretty face of this male and female football team filming idol dramas, and just shook her head with the smile that is common for older aunts watching Korean dramas, and said: "Hey, young people nowadays, falling in love is always so passionate, it's different from what we used to ......."

With a little sigh for the loss of her youth, she slowly retreated back to the store.

Fang Ting was so anxious that she stomped her feet, almost shouting "help", but this call was swallowed back by Ji An's words.

"I know you're a good person, or you wouldn't have been so nervous to call the police. I'm begging, help me. If one day, you need my help, no matter how busy it is, I will return this favor to you. If you don't help me, I'm really going to be kicked out of school. Ji An's eyes were still splashed with the tears that Fang had just faked to cry, but the eyes that looked at Fang Ting were sincere enough to melt the iceberg.

Ji An didn't know which sentence pierced Fang Ting's weakness, but saw that her eyes suddenly softened, as if she was looking at another person through his face, with sad pity.

Ji An didn't know that what she saw in him was herself many years ago.

She really didn't expect that the young master of the Mu family, who had been invincible in the past, would also have such a quiet day. Suddenly, she felt a little sad about the death of a rabbit.

"Actually, I probably can't help either..... You let it go first, I'll draw it for you. Fang Ting said gloomily.

Fang Ting took out paper and pen from her backpack, leaned against the wall and drew a pattern that looked like an apple: indeed, it looked like an eccentric apple missing a stem, and a short horizontal bar hung in the air above, and a leaf hanging from the horizontal bar was diagonally between the horizontal bar and the apple, and the center of the apple was written "3".

Ji An looked at Fang Ting in confusion.

Fang Ting handed the drawing with a strange pattern to Ji An, ready to simplify this complicated story: "I think you should have heard of the game Secret Angel, right?" ”

Ji An nodded, he also played the game Secret Angel when he was a freshman: every "master" has a secret little angel, and the "master" doesn't know who the "little angel is", but the "little angel" will always silently care about the "master", and the better "angels" will even give gifts on the world's jubilant festivals.

"The game I'm going to talk about is a bit similar to Secret Angle, it's called Secret Devil. Some people are 'masters'; And some people are 'Devils'. They don't know who each other is, and as long as the 'master' has someone who doesn't like it, the 'devil' will do what he wants. There is only one symbol between them as a code, and when it is done, the 'Devil' will receive a prize. Fang Ting officially stepped into the topic.

She pointed to the strange pattern, and continued, "And my master, this is the code for his mission. ”

"Since the owner doesn't know the devil, how can he receive the bonus?" Ji An asked.

"Of course, the people who created the game are the intermediaries." Fang Ting said as a matter of course.

According to Fang Ting, this is not a game at all, but a mysterious group of people operating behind it.

Regardless of whether this information can help Ji An find the person with the "apple pattern" as the code, he himself can always be aroused by such strange events, and he must get to the bottom of it.

Fang Ting had no choice but to sit down with Ji An and start from the beginning.....

Fang Ting remembers that when she was a freshman, one of the colleges held a masked ball that Christmas that year.

Aside from the mask as a gimmick, the ball was boring.

The host on the stage disappeared after the blunt joke, leaving a group of men and women who tried to see the "truth" of others through the masks without any arrangements for the assembly, and chose their dance partners by judging their bodies - countless people must have died at the hands of the killer in the back that night.

Only Fang Ting was attracted by a weirdo.