Chapter 6 Surveillance

Curly is sick.

She reckons she's scared......

After calling the company to ask for leave, she began to stand on the bed.

When I got up to four o'clock in the afternoon, I finally couldn't stand it anymore, so I got up and called a takeaway, thinking that I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to eat enough with a bowl of beef rice, so I shouted a bowl of Northeast dumplings and a cage of steamed buns...... Patients, just eat more!

The beef rice bowl was delivered first, and the roll was slandered in my heart while eating, what kind of beef rice bowl, there is only rice and no beef in it...... Suddenly, the mobile phone rang, and the takeaway brother said in the mobile phone: "I'm going to the door soon, open the door." โ€

Before the call was over, the doorbell rang, and Juan thought to himself that this was really fast, so he got up and opened the door.

The door opened, revealing a familiar face.

"Roll up!" Miss Lin shook the box in her hand, "I'm coming to see you!" โ€

Curly closed the door with his backhand.

"Open the door, open the door!" Miss Lin kept ringing the doorbell outside, and after a while, the courier brother also joined the knocking crowd, and several people played a big ensemble outside the door: "Open the door, open the door!" โ€

The door was suddenly opened, and a knife stood in the doorway with a bag of fruit.

Before he entered the door, Miss Lin jumped in like a rabbit and shouted angrily to the scroll: "People are kind enough to come to see you, why do you close the door, woo woo woo woo ......"

As he spoke, he actually began to cry.

The roll is simply anxious, especially the eyes of the two courier brothers next to her looking at her, just like looking at Chen Shimei from the beginning to the end. With a cigarette in his mouth, Knife glanced at them while changing his slippers and asked, "Boyfriend?" โ€

"No!" Juan Juan felt like he was going crazy, "We are ordinary colleagues! โ€

"Woo...... Woo woo woo ...... "Miss Lin put her head on her shoulder and cried breathlessly.

"Before showing affection, can you sign the courier order first?" The knife walked past them, and without looking back, he said, "Don't let people wait at the door." โ€

The two courier boys looked at the roll pitifully.

Juan had no choice but to sign for the courier, and then dragged Miss Lin back to the room.

After this toss, she felt that her condition had worsened a little, and she couldn't get up from the bed all of a sudden, making intermittent โ–กโ–ก sounds in her mouth, and she felt that every breath she spit out was like the last breath.

Suddenly a voice came from behind him: "Do you like to take pictures?" โ€

Juan Juan was startled, turned his head to look, and found that Miss Lin had walked to the computer desk at some point, half leaning against the window next to her, holding a photo album in her hand, and gently turning the page.

"The two of us are the same kind of people." He suddenly turned to Curly and smiled, "I also like to take pictures." โ€

โ€ฆโ€ฆ Ghosts are the same kind of people as you! A silent cry came out from the bottom of his heart.

There was a beef rice bowl on the table, half of which was still half left, and Miss Lin pulled a chair to the side of the bed, holding the rice bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, looking like she was going to feed her.

"No, my brother isn't crippled yet." Roll the bowl and pick up the rice himself.

Halfway through the pull, suddenly the lights around him flashed.

Turning her head, Miss Lin held a mobile phone and looked at her with a smile.

"Hand it over!" Juan Juan stretched out his hand to him, "I don't allow my no-makeup photos to circulate in this world!" โ€

Miss Lin handed over her mobile phone and said with a smile: "People who only wear lip balm to go out are embarrassed to say such things?" โ€

Juan didn't argue with the man who wore perfume about this, she took the phone, originally wanted to delete her photo, but after taking it, she found that a video was playing inside.

More than ten seconds have passed in the video, and it is obvious that Miss Lin has just finished taking a photo, so she clicked on the video, and then waited for her to ask him for her mobile phone.

The sound of the video is on, and the reason why the sound is not heard is because the people inside are sleeping.

Curly swallowed.

The person in the video is Miss Lin, he suddenly opened his eyes and climbed out of bed, obviously in his room, but he looked like he had just arrived, he couldn't even find the switch of the lamp, he groped around the room for a whole circle, and finally found the location of the switch.

After turning on the light, he seemed to be relieved, and then began to rummage things around, even reaching out under the bed and touching it, and finally got up with a regretful face, patted the dust off his hands, slowly turned his face, looked at the camera, step by step, and walked in the direction of the camera.

At this time, Juan Juan realized that she had been looking for a monitor all night yesterday and installed it on that photo wall.

When she looked at the photo wall, the surveillance was already aimed at her, and every expression change on her face was accurately captured in the lens.

It wasn't until this moment that Juan Juan knew how clumsy his acting skills were.

Although she invaded other people's bodies, her facial expressions were completely herself, and if it was an outsider, she probably wouldn't notice anything, but if it was someone who was familiar with her......

"I've heard that if you get along with someone for a long time, you will become more and more like that person." Beside him, Miss Lin's voice suddenly sounded, he propped one hand on the bed, half of his body was almost leaning against her, and looked at her with a smile, "Look, am I becoming more and more like you?" โ€

"Is there one?" Curly stared at the screen with curly eyes, pretending to be calm, "Wait until one day you can carry two bags of rice to the eighth floor, and you can tell me something like this again." โ€

The person in the video has lifted the curtain on the wall, and then with a ghostly expression, he stands in place sweating, and after a while, he reaches in the direction of the camera, as if he wants to remove something, but gives up halfway, and after looking straight at the wall for a while, he walks back to the bed, lies down, and closes his eyes.

"Sleepwalking is such a fun thing." Miss Lin sighed softly in Curly Scroll's ear, "Are you right?" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ I think it's a disease, and it needs to be cured. Juan Juan tried his best to look calm, and replied nonchalantly, "Do you want me to introduce you to Professor Yang?" Shock Therapy! Just poke it! โ€

"I still don't want to, I think it's kind of interesting." Miss Lin looked at her with a smile, "It feels like I've released another self...... It's still a self that looks a lot like you. โ€

Juan really didn't know what to say.

Just when she was thinking about killing people...... No, it was the time to strike first, Miss Lin stood up, took out a box of cold medicine from her pocket and put it on her table, and said to her: "Okay, I won't continue to bother you as a patient, you took the medicine today, just go to bed early, don't stay up late and play games!" โ€

With that, he winked playfully at Curly Roll, then turned and walked out the door.

The rolls were sent to him like a plague, and he was sent out of the door all the way.

The moment the door closed, Juan Juan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to go back to eat two mouthfuls of dumplings to suppress his shock, when a faint and cold voice suddenly came from behind him: "What's wrong with your friend?" โ€

"Forehead ......" scrolled back at the knife, thinking to himself that this person was like a monkey surnamed Sun, who had not been able to practice in the furnace, otherwise how could he be so sharp-eyed, and suddenly saw that Miss Lin was sick!

The knife glanced at her, walked slowly to the edge of the shoe rack, ran his fingers under the shoe rack, and found a button to throw to her.

Juan took the button, flipped it, and asked, "What's this?" โ€

The knife didn't rush to answer her, he walked straight into the room of the roll, his eyes fixed, like an eagle looking for prey, swept through the room, and then from the side of the roll's bedside, under the computer desk, and behind the hanging mirror on the wall, seven or eight similar things were turned out one after another, and threw them to the roll.

"What's wrong with your boyfriend?" He frowned and said, "Why do you have so many bugs and monitors here?" โ€

Curly held the pile of bugging monitors, feeling like holding a bomb, crying with a sad face: "He's really not my boyfriend!" โ€

"Little girl, people's hearts are sinister." The knife took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one in his mouth, and the unstoppable momentum just now subsided, and he turned back into the old man with a face full of vicissitudes, and said to her in an old-fashioned manner, "Even if he is not your boyfriend now, I will send you a video of you changing clothes and then send it to you, will you be his girlfriend?" โ€