Fang Zhe, today is the same as yesterday, he wakes up and lies on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Then, until I was hungry, I got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom to spill my pee.

After peeing, he wanted to continue to collapse in bed and play with his mobile phone again.

But after coming out of the bathroom, he immediately noticed that there was an extra thing on his desk.

It was a yellowed pamphlet, only a few pages on the eye, and the top page had only two large red letters, as if it had been handwritten with blood stains.

"Script."

Fang Zhe didn't move, he clearly heard a "chuckle" in his heart.

There is no one at home at present, and his uncle Fang Shijun went to the meat stall in the mall early in the morning to work.

The windows of the room were closed because the air conditioning was on and could not be opened from the outside.

It's definitely not a prank.

Thinking of this, he immediately took out the mobile phone, and immediately dialed Yang Haixin's number, but prompted the mobile phone to be turned off.

Then he called Zheng Siming.

"Hello? How could you call me in a good way? Zheng Siming on the other end of the phone seemed to be driving, and he could clearly hear the horn.

"Inside... It seems that there is a script on my desk that will appear in the "Village of Drama" incident. ”

As soon as Fang Zhe's words fell, he heard a fierce sudden braking sound on the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of horns and tire spinding, similar to the sound effect of a car accident scene in a movie.

"Five minutes, it's coming soon, you don't touch that thing!"

The phone hung up, and Fang Zhe dialed another number.

"Hey, you're dead on the street, why did WeChat block me!" Yuan Shiming scolded as soon as he picked up the phone.

"Well, there's a script in my house, do you have any solutions, such as what drugs can hinder this thing?" Fang Zhe said the key straightforwardly.

There was silence on the other end of the line.

"Don't tell me, the script you're talking about is from the untouchable four events...

"Yes, I don't dare to move when I stand now, don't talk nonsense, is there anything that can help me, after all, you are the director of the Psychiatric Research Center, as long as there is someone who can help me deal with it, I am willing to go to your laboratory."

Hearing Fang Zhe's reply, Yuan Shiming's eyes lit up, but they dimmed again in less than a second.

"I'm sorry for you, don't move yet, wait for me, at home, right? I'll go over right now, don't move! ”

phone, hung up again.

Fang Zhe stood in place, and suddenly found that he could really understand the sentence that was widely circulated on the Internet.

Wait online, really urgent!

Inside the house, it was quiet, Fang Zhe really didn't dare to move, he was glad that he had just gone to the toilet, and the air conditioner was still on in the room.

It was probably less than five minutes, but to him, it seemed like hours.

I heard the door downstairs being kicked open, and then the sound of several people going upstairs was heard.

The four first-level investigators in the sub-bureau all came, and even the legendary Zhang Xun, who almost never went out to do tasks, came.

It's just that these four people are a little far away from Fang Zhe's room, and no one dares to approach them at will.

Zheng Xijian took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of strange eyes.

The whites of the eyes are very little, almost occupied by the pupils, and only some white is visible at the edge of the orbit.

His eyes narrowed, and then he put on his sunglasses and said, "It's really a script, Fang Zhe was indeed chosen." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone's faces were not very good-looking, as if the temperature around them had dropped.

After waiting for a few seconds, Chen Jielong didn't like the current atmosphere a little, he racked his brains to think of something that could ease the atmosphere, and then finally thought of one.

I saw him shouting at the room with a serious face: "Fang Zhe, mourn!" ”

Everyone: "... ”

Zheng Siming glared at Chen Jielong, and then spoke seriously into the room: "You... Do you have any unfulfilled wishes? ”

When Fang Zhe heard this, he didn't get angry, but really thought about it seriously, and soon, he returned: "Yes, look at you wearing women's clothes." ”

“。。。” Zheng Siming.

"Fang Zhe, we're not joking with you, I've mentioned this incident to you before. Originally, it was for you to decide whether to look for clues or not, but now it seems that it is providential. ”

When Zhang Xun spoke, he had already stretched out his finger and pressed it to the watch screen on his wrist, and continued while pointing: "Even if you don't touch this script, it won't take more than an hour, it will still be teleported away, this is the beginning of the unsolved incident." ”

Fang Zhe nodded, he rubbed his legs that were a little numb: "Then can I move?" Even if you lie in bed and wait to die, it's better than having a numb leg. ”

Suddenly, he remembered something again: "By the way, if any of you kick the door, please remember to fix it for me, otherwise... ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw the script on the desk begin to be page by page, as if an invisible person was flipping.

As the paper flipped over, Fang Zhe disappeared into his room like this, and everything was caught off guard.

The people outside the door sensed that the magnetic field in the room was beginning to distort, but even if the four first-level investigators used their abilities, they could not resist the strange magnetic field surging in the room.

When Zheng Xijian entered the room, he saw that the room was filled with dark red unknown magnetic force, like mist.

On the table, the script disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Fang Zhe, who was still slapping his thigh with his hand, disappeared in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

At this moment, the phone in Zhang Xun's pocket rang, and he answered the phone with a frown.

"Hey, what about the meeting, dry chicken feathers, I was scolded by that guy Chen Mu."

"You're calling late... Fang Zhe received the script and was picked up by the village, and the four of us couldn't stop it. ”

“。。。”

Yang Haixin was on the other end of the phone, speechless for a long time, and only at the end did he hold back a sentence: "It's hard to resist... ”

As soon as the phone hung up, the four of them heard the sound of tinkling downstairs, like glass bottles hitting each other.

They walked down the hallway and saw a man in a white coat with curly yellow hair and a large string of glass bottles tied around his neck rushing upstairs.

When Yuan Shiming climbed upstairs with a clanging sound, he instantly understood something as soon as he saw the expressions on the faces of the four people in front of him.

"Nothing to lose! I'm throwing Lei Mom, hi! I knew that I should have made up my mind to tie him up to the laboratory for craniomy in the first place! ”

Yuan Shiming threw the bottles and cans around his neck directly on the ground, with a helpless face.

Chen Jielong touched his head: "Then is our branch going to recruit people again?" ”

Zheng Siming patted him on the shoulder: "Be obedient, go and repair the door downstairs." ”

Chen Jielong: "Oh. ”