"How? Did it go well? ”

Nightsong asked on the side of the greeting card.

The circles on the white card face trembled, and a young man's voice came from the waves.

"I've brought them in, and now I'm going this way, get ready."

009 sat at his desk, with a circle made of a greeting card on the left wall, and a trance-like projection in front of him.

At this moment, somehow, the image seemed to be even more unclear, and only a hazy mist could be seen, slightly covering the screen.

He squinted his eyes, and when he realized that he couldn't see clearly, he rubbed his hand twice on the table on his left.

It was almost obvious that the blurry image was clear, the mist had lifted, and the faint blue dots on the lattice were moving, flickering on the screen.

009 replied to Yege's words, calmly looking at the trajectory of those dots, and from time to time tracing something with his fingers.

The night song on the other end knew that he still had something to deal with now, so he simply asked a few questions, and seeing that 009 was doing well, he no longer worried about anything, and quickly hung up the greeting card.

The white circle condensed into a white dot and slowly disappeared, and the greeting card began to play a second out-of-tune birthday song.

Night Song glanced to the side, and the puppet neatly found a knife from the cabinet and handed it over.

He took the knife, measured the size of the line he had just written, and then lowered his head and carefully cut the layer of paper fibers from the bottom up.

The red words disappeared from the blood-colored circles, and the thick and sharp birthday song came to an abrupt end.

This time it was completely stopped.

As an assassin-turned-Paradise Mentor, Nightsong is a good sword player.

When he cut out the handwriting, the card was only a little thinner, not too damaged.

Ye Ge handed the processed greeting card to Qing who was waiting on the side, and said lightly:

"If you put it well, it can be reused, and it can't be wasted."

Qing Wen answered, and put the greeting card into the original stack.

……

"Yes, that's it, as long as we send the knight and the castle to cut diagonally, and the two of us move here, we can wipe out Black."

009 said to the metal block in front of him, with a copy of the coordinates in front of him, which were the coordinates of the fake black pieces he had made up in advance.

At this time, he is playing the role of a spy, in front of White's dog-headed military advisor, pretending to be good for White everywhere, but in fact, he is cheating them little by little.

The person on the other end of the metal block who spoke to him was a middle-aged woman with a rough voice, who was the owner of the White Queen's room and the target of his mission.

The woman was a senior executive of a multinational company before the end of the world, and she was resolute in her work. In order to survive after the end of the world, this Raleigh popularity has turned into ruthlessness.

She had killed a little girl and taken away the blessing tool her mother had given her life for.

Because of this, the little girl had a grudge after her death, and was willing to sell her soul to Paradise just to let the ferryman kill this vicious woman.

This task is matched by the system, and the level is not very high, because the woman's ability is far worse than his, that is, she is older, so she has more eyes.

Originally, he took this to familiarize himself with the new apocalypse, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But one yard is one yard, she is the queen in this copy, she swallows no less chess than Ye Ge, and she is also very smart in her head, so when talking to her, 009 is also very cautious.

He quietly pondered the woman's thoughts in his heart.

"Young man, I'll admit that what you said touched my heart, but how do I know if what you say is true or false?"

The middle-aged woman said slowly. The vigilance in her words was not difficult to hear, almost on the surface.

"I'm afraid it's not hard to tell, because I'm also a member of White, so if White falls, then I'll have to die with it, so what's in it for me?"

009 replied calmly.

"That's what I said, but I'm still not sure. After all, you made Black's coordinates so clear that I don't believe you got it with the detection device in the room. ”

"And if you rely on your own blessing tools, then you can get the coordinates of the Black man before, and you can achieve the goal of encirclement and suppression before, why do you say it now?"

The middle-aged woman questioned repeatedly, her logic was extremely clear, and she was obviously the kind of smart person who was not easy to fall for.

To deal with smart people, it is natural to use the methods of smart people.

After 009 determined the woman's general temperament, he switched the way he spoke.

"Before, I was just a soldier, I could be eaten at any time, and my only goal was to climb to the top floor, but now that I have become a queen, I naturally don't have to worry about it, and I think more."

"Besides......"

009 changed his words.

"You don't want to miss this opportunity, do you?"

This rhetorical question goes straight to the center.

When they heard this, they were silent.

009 keenly felt the change in the attitude of the middle-aged woman, and he waited very calmly.

After a while, a woman's chuckle came from the other end of the square:

"You're clever, young man. It's just that there are many ways to encircle and suppress, and it doesn't have to be just this one, right? ”

"Naturally, if you're not satisfied, you can change it, as long as you can catch Black."

009 pretended to be sincere, but his fingers clicked on the table with satisfaction, and his nails made a clear noise on the table.

She finally fell into the trap.

"In that case, let's do this, let's let ...... first"

In just a few minutes of communication, 009 and the middle-aged woman discussed the plan of action for the future.

The members of the White side begin to move the room as planned, and the building rumbles.

Su Que sat in his room, listening to the sound of "buzzing" up and down the stairs.

This sound lasted for about ten minutes, and the low mechanical male voice resounded through the building again:

"Ding-dong - White has moved, please start preparing for Black."

The building fell silent in an instant, and all rooms stopped moving.

Su Que knew that the most critical round was coming.

So she raised her head, drank all the soup and noodles at the bottom of the bowl, then put the bowl aside, pulled the sleeves of her suit that was in the way, and put her hands on the keyboard to prepare for the action.

The wind in the hallway was still howling hoarsely, and the air currents shrieked through the thin slit of the window, like a baby crying.

In the dark hallway, invisible to everyone, a heart in the wall beats quietly, and it is surrounded by white shadows, densely surrounding all the rooms.

The ghostly things grew in the walls, stretching out like ghosts in the distance, and the newborn babies curled up in the walls, their mouths smiling eerily.

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