"It's so pitiful, do you want to help?"

Long San tilted his head for a long time, and finally came back and looked a little hesitant. Qiu Xuan pursed her lips, brewed a few words, and was just about to open her mouth, when everyone present heard a loud door panel collision.

This kind of movement was like thunder on the ground in the dead silence of the scene, and the bodyguard who was in charge of standing guard there looked frightened, hesitantly compared the position of the comer, and opened his mouth to speak.

"You ...... What are you watching me do? ”

Striding through the door was a young man, all staring at him as if they had seen a ghost, and the young man's face was full of confusion as if he was puzzled. He swept his gaze around the crowd a few times, as if he hadn't reacted at all, and then, his eyes locked on one of the corners, and he opened his mouth to shout something.

Qiu Xuan turned his back and put on his mask before his name was called.

Youth: "......"

Mr. Fu suddenly stood up from the ground with an excited expression and shouted loudly: "My son! ”

Youth: "Who are you called, I am your father." ”

Ryuzo: "...... Has he always been like this? ”

Qiu Xuan: "Don't ask me, my duty has been fulfilled in the previous world. ”

I believe everyone has discovered that so far, the young man with Ed's face is indeed called "Fu Huai'an" in this world, that is, Mr. Fu's titular little son, who should have died in the cake as a charred corpse.

So now it seems that Ed, who has never appeared, has obtained the identity of "Fu Huai'an" in this trial ground, so ...... Who is the "robin" who died?

"My son, you ......" Mr. Fu strode in this direction, Ed seemed to finally realize that something was wrong, and didn't dare to talk back to him again, snorting his lips, but no matter what, the "Dad" couldn't be called.

The eldest daughter of the Fu family, a woman named Fu Wan, stopped contacting the relevant personnel. She crossed her arms and stared at Ed who looked confused for a while, and suddenly strode with high heels and hugged the other person in her arms.

"It's good to be back, Huai'an." She said, "Just come back." ”

The look on Ed's face was a twist between resistance and enjoyment.

Qiu Xuan nodded his fingers one by one. Now that almost all of the peers in the proving ground have appeared, the sturdy man, Ah Guang, recognized him from the crowd when the fireworks were set off before.

Then the only thing missing was the one named Bai Yi, the newly appointed vice president from the Blue River Guild.

"That kid is very ghostly, you must pay attention."

Ryuzo immediately realized this, "He can do anything, even if there is no chance of a betrayer in this proving ground, he will stab you in the back from time to time, especially if we killed his fellow guild companion before." ”

Qiu Xuan corrected: "It's you, I didn't participate at all." ”

"So what's the difference?" Long San was speechless, "Now in Bai Yi's opinion, the whole audience has been automatically divided into two groups, okay, he is in one group, and the rest of the 'enemy' group, no one can escape." ”

"Bai Yi is definitely not at the scene." Qiu Xuan paused for a long time, and saw that the strange atmosphere between Ed and Mr. Fu and Fu Wan over there still did not have the slightest tendency to ease, before continuing: "When the fireworks were set off just now, I went over and looked at them one by one, even if it was the grandstand on the second floor, I also went up to check it. If Bai Yi was here, he couldn't have left no trace at all. ”

"Are you saying that it is very likely that the identity that Bai Yi drew is not qualified to attend Mr. Fu's dinner at all?" Ryuzo seemed to understand what she meant.

"Bai is also a low-rise resident!" The two of them said almost in unison, and with that, Mr. Fu finally moved.

"Where the hell have you been, Fu Huai'an?" He lowered his voice for an instant, as if the person who knelt on the ground and held his son's charred corpse before was not himself. "What nonsense! You're the star of the night, everyone is waiting for you! You're fine, you don't know where to go! You dare to play this for me without watching it for a while, huh, Fu Huai'an? I'll give you some face in front of outsiders now, and we'll talk about it again when we go back. ”

After Mr. Fu suppressed his anger and finished speaking, he waved his hand casually to the bodyguard over there, and the blackened corpse on the ground was wrapped in a body bag and thrown out casually.

The corpse had been held in the arms of the Supreme Builder of the Jungle with extreme mourning, but when the true blood was revealed, it was immediately abandoned and abandoned. I didn't even get an order to "investigate the identity of the deceased person", and the valuable jade pendant was taken off, but because it was too unlucky, it was absolutely impossible for the Fu family to put it on Fu Huai'an again.

So the jade pendant also came to its end - on the way to the crematorium with the nameless corpse, the person in charge of escorting secretly took the money.

Fu Wan chased after him, seemingly persuading Mr. Fu to discourage. Ed stood in place in a daze for a long time and didn't react, and Ryuzo stepped forward to explain the background to him in the spirit of everyone's temporary united front. In the next second, Ed slammed Ryuzo's hand away, and the whole person took a few steps back vigilantly.

“……”

The sound of palms clamming together was loud and piercing in the air to an astonishing level, Long San looked at the back of his reddened hand in disbelief, and said unceremoniously: "Are you looking for death?" ”

The look on Ed's face looked extremely regretful, but it didn't look like he was regretting the act of beating Ryuzo, but he was annoyed by something else.

Qiu Xuan had been standing in the crowd watching, and after seeing that Ed wanted to open his mouth to explain something, but was forcibly escorted back by the Fu family's bodyguards, he never looked back again.

Long San still rubbed the back of his hands angrily and walked over, and said angrily: "What the hell is this kid doing?" ”

What else could it be.

During this time, Ed also received a "special assignment" from the relevant personnel.

- Just like Qiu Xuan herself, and just like ...... Ryuzo.

Qiu Xuan smiled, "Who knows, it may be the rebellious period." ”

……

Qiu Xuan stood in the elevator, her side crowded with people with all kinds of tired faces.

In this skyscraper, called "The Jungle", there are a total of eight elevators. Some of them only stop on special floors, and there are also direct and conveyor elevators.

Residents who want to go up and down the stairs will choose the elevator according to the floor they live in. Just like the elevator that Qiu Xuan and the aboriginal young man named Isaac took before, it was a special floor elevator - it only stopped on an odd number of floors.

As for those who live on the 80th floor or above, we collectively refer to those people as "special class residents", they don't have to squeeze the elevator with everyone, they have a direct elevator that operates directly in their own doors.

This special elevator needs a corresponding key card to activate, just like in general, people living on lower floors cannot go up to higher floors because the color of their key cards does not allow it.

The color of the door card, this is the clue that Qiu Xuan found in the process of taking the elevator.

The entire building is occupied below the fifth floor, and those floors are restaurants or entertainment venues, and are also equipped with facilities such as gyms, small supermarkets, swimming pools, etc., which can be entered with the residents' key cards, provided that the key cards also have corresponding colors.

Floors 6 to 20 are green, 20 to 40 are blue, 40 to 60 are purple, 70 are gold, and 80 and above are orange and red.

- The color correspondence is easy to remember, because it looks like an online game equipment upgrade.

Of course, in a sense, the color of the keycard is the most intuitive way to tell the "class" you are in. Just like this birthday banquet held by Mr. Fu, the minimum standard is to invite residents with purple cards to enter, and this purple card is also selected in the purple twentieth floor after going through layers of selection criteria.

Qiu Xuan lives on the fifty-fifth floor, and the purple card she takes is considered a height that is not up or down.

She's actually in the wrong elevator now.

Qiu Xuan discovered this after the other occupants had gone down more or less a few minutes earlier. Now the floor is only thirty-seven floors, and there are not many people left in the originally crowded elevator.

On the fiftieth floor, the remaining sporadic residents got off the elevator, and at this moment, only Qiu Xuan and a man wearing a leather-faced mask were left in the enclosed space.

This elevator is said to have the highest stop on the 69th floor, but in fact, in the eyes of everyone, this is the default elevator for low-rise residents only. Because every floor below it can be stopped before the sixty-ninth floor, this elevator is a chicken rib in the eyes of some Zika residents who are eager to go home or are unwilling to squeeze together with the residents of the lower floors.

They are often willing to take a long detour to take another elevator limited to 40 to 79 floors, even in the eyes of those who have gold cards, and their behavior is the same as when they look at blue and green cards at this time.

Essentially, the building is a shrunken chain of social contempt.

"Come to me at night."

At this moment, in the corner of the elevator, the leather-faced man who had not yet taken off his mask said.

Qiu Xuan raised her eyes silently and looked at the display screen, and on the floor buttons, only one "55" was left there. Either the man didn't press the elevator, or he also lived on the fifty-fifth floor.

She pretended not to hear.

"I said come here at night, the little young master of the Fu family looks like he won't be able to come out for a while...... Hmph, that Mr. Fu cried a handful of noses and tears when he was acting on his face, but in fact, he was more ruthless than anyone else when he beat his own flesh and blood. Young Master Fu can't come, but Brother Chang will come, you'd better not procrastinate, come over early. ”

After the "leather-faced" man finished speaking, the 55th floor arrived. He didn't look at Qiu Xuan again, and took the lead in his pocket and walked out.

Qiu Xuan followed a few steps behind him, and saw that the other party actually took out the door and stuck a door opposite the house where Qiu Xuan lived. Seeing Qiu Xuan looking at him, the leather-faced masked man paused for a moment, scratched his head and seemed to snort.

"Look at me for what, when did I pay you a debt? Okay, okay, I'm really convinced, I'll give you half of the total first, right? ”

He muttered a few words, took out a stack of cash from the wallet in the inner pocket, walked two steps and handed it to Qiu Xuan.

“…… I've heard that it's crazy tonight, so be careful. ”

The leather-faced man said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Young people, no matter what they do, their bodies are the capital of the revolution. ”

Qiu Xuan: "...... Look at you like this, you also engage in revolution? ”

"You know what?" He didn't seem to hear the meaning of the words at all, and he didn't seem to want to worry about Qiu Xuan at all. "What I'm doing is the revolution of the Renaissance, dreaming of returning to the old world and ushering in the new world."

As he spoke, the leather-faced man took off his mask, and underneath was a bearded face that seemed to have stayed up for three days and three nights in a row.

He turned around and closed the door, and Qiu Xuan stood alone in the aisle outside the door.

After a while, she lowered her head and roughly counted the cash in her hand, which was roughly equivalent to the salary of an ordinary civil servant without tax for a month according to the world's currency circulation standards.

It's still quite a lot.

I don't know what this leather-faced man does.

An hour later, Qiu Xuan sat in the smoky room, rolling her eyes expressionlessly at the bearded man who had taken off his leather mask.

What about the Renaissance, dreaming of returning to the old world and ushering in the new world, he is especially a fan seller.

Strictly speaking, the laws governing so-called drugs in the context of this world are not so strict. As long as you have money and channels, if you really want to get some of it, unless someone reports you, it will be fine in general.

But here's the problem, imagine a scenario: one day you walk up to your mom with a bottle of bird vodka in your left hand and a huazi in your right hand, and a cigarette pinned to your ear. You said in your mouth, Juanzi, do you want one? At this time, if your mother doesn't hammer your shit out, you will be considered clean.

This is true for ordinary families, not to mention the privileged classes who desperately want their children to make great achievements in the future.

Except for some families who are really involved in that aspect of power under the rules of the law, those "superior people" who hold their face and class more noble than anyone else, at least on the surface, will not allow their children to go astray.

Then at this time, the bearded man appeared. The bearded man has special channels abroad, and he can get those goods that are forbidden by the family orders above from time to time.

For this, he set the secret base in his own home, and he managed to break into the upper floors - through the teenagers who lived on the upper floors.

But the bearded man sells it is not really a drug, but a diluted scum, the kind that is not easy to really get addicted to casual play. Just kidding, after all, those teenagers are the treasures of the privileged class, and if they accidentally overdo it, the bearded man is gone.

When the first boy in an expensive dress with a pimple on his face pushed open the door and walked in, Qiu Xuan sat on the sofa in the bearded man's house and twitched the corners of his mouth, inexplicably feeling that she was a waitress who charged at the front desk in the black Internet café next to the school.