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The first chapter has my name on TV

"The third time!"

Chen Chaoyu listened to his voice, there was some dryness in his throat, and he twisted his head stiffly, and there was that strange scenery around him.

There was an incandescent lamp hanging from the dim ceiling, the light flickering and flickering, as if it was going to be extinguished at any moment, and a layer of tattered cobwebs hung on the lamp like a mist, but fortunately there were no spiders on it.

The metal floor was pitch black, reflecting Chen Chaoyu's messy hairstyle, and through the gaps in the ends of his hair, you could see his somewhat gloomy and frightened eyes.

At his feet was a dusty table, a few cups filled with rancid water, two rotten apples, covered in dry mold, and the part underneath completely turned into a puddle of black mud that smeared the calendar next to it.

On the calendar is a poster of a woman, the corners are wrinkled, you can't see the original charming face, you can only see half of the face, but there is a different kind of gloomy, Chen Chaoyu glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, and his gaze fell on the date that could be seen vaguely below - Marfa calendar 12.

Although he had seen it three times, Chen Chaoyu still felt that the name was very strange, but unfortunately he found nothing except the name, and he still couldn't understand why he appeared here again, let alone where it was.

"It's a house that no one cleans."

This is the only conclusion that Chen Chaoyu has reached, compared to the first time he was completely overwhelmed, the second time he was terrified, this time, the fear in his heart seemed to be slowly diluted, which allowed him to finally suppress the anxiety in his heart, take a good look at the environment he was in, and have to think about the weirdness of this fuck.

Two minutes later, Chen Chaoyu firmly denied the possibility of his mental illness, and then discovered a second fact that he had overlooked: "This is a closed space, and there is no danger here for the time being." ”

Chen Chaoyu felt that the word "temporary" was very appropriate for him to describe.

And then the egg!

Quietly stood up, it was so quiet that Chen Chaoyu sensibly felt that he had to keep this strange quiet, even if it might not be necessary.

Prudence is a virtue, and Chen Chaoyu feels that this is one of the most important reasons why he has been able to survive in the barren Ninth District.

Slowly exhaling two breaths, Chen Chaoyu pulled out a dagger from his trouser leg and held it tightly in the palm of his hand, this dagger has been with him since he was 10 years old, day and night, and it has been 6 years.

This room is very large, at least 200 square meters, there is not a single window, not a single door, it is completely a blockade whole, the walls are blue-gray, a little oppressive.

The layout of the room is very empty, all in the corners of the four walls, a broken table, a dusty sofa, a TV that occupies half of the country, the TV is hung on the wall, the length and width are almost integrated with one wall, Chen Chaoyu is standing on the corner opposite the TV, and you can clearly see a figure reflected on the TV screen.

A pair of dirty leather shoes, two holes in the rough jeans, a washed white shirt, a slender sleeve, a long knife handle on the arm, an iron chain hanging around the neck, a shiny gold coin in the middle, a slightly tired face under the messy long hair, a pair of black eyes in the deep sunken circles, three points of fear, seven points of vigilance.

Watching himself reflected on the TV screen, Chen Chaoyu felt a little crazy inexplicably.

Hurriedly retracting his gaze, he glanced at the very center of the room, a cylindrical glass cover, 5 meters in diameter, running through the entire room from top to bottom, inside was a metallic table, without a trace of dust on it, neatly stacked with thick books, and in the middle of the table was the only book spread out, next to which was an unusually fine fountain pen.

Chen Chaoyu felt that the biggest suspicious thing in this room was this glass cover, which was so abrupt that he, a native old bag who had no appreciation cells, could clearly feel that the cover looked out of place in this house.

Whether it's a unique shape or a clean one that doesn't stain a trace of dust, it's particularly strange and hides secrets.

"Perhaps, the reason why I came back here is there."

This is the third time he has come here, this time, Chen Chaoyu finally mustered up the courage and carefully approached the center of the room step by step, his breathing slowly became rapid, and sweat oozed from the tip of his nose, but his steps were unusually steady, and the arm holding the dagger was also immobile across his chest.

"No danger, no movement, fine, that's it, closer, closer."

This state of tension is very similar to the time when Chen Chaoyu was discovered stealing something for the first time and almost escaped death from Li Laosi's hands, the difference is that now he has not been beaten and injured, but the strings in his heart have been stretched to the extreme.

The unknown and death are equally terrifying things, and Chen Chaoyu understands a truth in his heart.

He didn't have a glimmer of joy because he saw that there were no switches on the glass cover, and the inside of the glass cover was spotless, and there were no particularly striking clues.

If anything, it's the book that is spread out, and there are some things written on it:

Protagonist: Muzi Knife

Personality: Rational, black-bellied, cold, utilitarian.

Goldfinger: ???

Comment: This is a wolf in sheep's clothing, a demon disguised as an angel, the world is falling into the eternal abyss in his hands, and he will step into the kingdom of God.

"What's that? Muzi knife, a name you haven't heard of? What does Goldfinger mean? And that evaluation, what kind of god, demonic, neurotic? ”

Chen Chaoyu didn't have time to touch this kind of luxury in his life, so he couldn't think of the past for a while, and there was no way to see at a glance that the book was written with a character set map.

Reluctantly, he looked at it carefully twice, Chen Chaoyu was a little irritable, and after repeatedly confirming that he had found no useful information, he finally slowly stabbed the dagger into the glass cover.

A trace of blue electricity rose from the glass cover, Chen Chaoyu suddenly withdrew the dagger, half of his body and palm were still numb, he was horrified in his heart, and quickly retreated to the corner of the wall, staring nervously at the current slowly dissipating on the glass cover.

Suddenly, the entire dimly lit room was illuminated, and a noisy "swish" sound was heard in my ears, and the light and sound did not come from the glass cover, but from the television set being turned on.

Chen Chaoyu subconsciously looked at the TV, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill rushed directly from the center of his feet and rushed straight to his head.

On the TV screen, a line of words was typed like a printed font, each word was as big as a fist, and the first three words firmly occupied Qin Hao's entire field of vision-Chen Chaoyu...