Seventy-one Qiong Yao plot

(Words written earlier: First of all, I sincerely wish my dearest readers a Happy New Year. Everything. Career success. New year, new atmosphere. All went well. And then. Thank you again for your support for so long. It's true. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Finally, I would like to take this opportunity to clarify: The reason for the delay in the update these days is not because I am depressed and don't want to move because I don't have a girlfriend on Valentine's Day. Not really. Don't think about it. There is no more texting asking if I'm dead or not. The updated body content was written at that time. However, when I re-read it, I was shocked that the content of the original text of this chapter was too dark. It's too cruel to believe that readers who have read the previous chapter should vaguely guess that the main content of this chapter is to describe human nature. What choices do people make in the event of life or death? Or to put it more bluntly. What kind of self will be exposed. When it's too late to put on the mask of hypocrisy. There's no time to put on the shackles of morality. Everything is left with the essence of the nakedness, which is really a very heavy topic. It really shouldn't appear in such a film that encourages everyone to face life positively. Stick to your beliefs in the works. Let alone. Reality has become too numb. Too tired. This heaviness and exhaustion should not be brought into the world so. Weigh it again. I'm going to cut out the original chapter entirely. Although I'm confident that the original chapter is good enough. But I still took some time to rethink it. A new chapter of the story has been reorganized. Therefore, the update time is delayed. I hope you will forgive me. Other than that. A special reminder. Readers, don't be intimidated by my words. Conjectures about human nature. That's just my personal opinion. Maybe that's not the case with human nature. And. I also sincerely hope that there are still more people in this world who believe in the inherent goodness of human nature)

In a dim and stuffy room. The bulky wall clock on the wall kept walking. Make an annoying "tick" sound again and again. It's upsetting.

"Trouble. Please hurry. I don't want to waste too much time on betting after all. I'm also curious about the outcome of this gamble."

And Tao Ran's urging made Tang Peng and them even more flustered. A couple of huge adults. Here and now there are four headless flies that have no choice. They were completely overwhelmed by the jumble of their thoughts. Subconsciously. Chen Weiwei quietly glanced at Tang Peng and them:

Everyone should bet on it, and whether they should participate in such a cruel game or not, after all. We're positive characters. In fact, there is only one option left for us

"Evil." Suddenly. There was a cold word in the corner. It's like coming from another world. The sound is heavy and muffled.

The crowd looked for their voices. But they were all stunned by the people who spoke. It's Chen Xi.

"Oh." Tao Ran smiled. Squinting and pretending not to hear clearly." What do you say?"

Chen Xi glared at him with a dark face. Repeating slowly and clearly:

"Evil. I bet on evil."

Where the voice fell. The whole world fell silent.

"Huh. I made a note of what about you."

The remaining three remained silent. They all looked at Chen Xi who turned his face over with different expressions. But there was no hint of reproach in their eyes, yes. Now is not the time for heroes to preach their old-fashioned positive aura. This bet. We can't afford to lose, but

"I'm betting on good."

When Chen Weiwei said this. He himself was dumbfounded. Even he himself didn't understand why he made this choice, knowing that if anyone among them present would not hesitate to bet on "evil". Then that person will definitely be himself who has lived since he was a child in a world where there is only a conflict of interest. Since I was a child, I've been used to seeing a disgusting face. Everyone around me approaches him with various purposes (Chen Weiwei's father is the police chief).Everyone around him makes him feel disgusted under the guise of a flesh and blood body.Everyone is just a beast full of lust and selfishness.But when did he start to change this idea?When did he start to think.Maybe.Not everyone is like that.Perhaps.In this world, there are still a few guys who can really treat each other sincerely:

Then a few maybe nerves. Maybe the belly is black. Maybe not. But the guy who can reassure himself to give his life to them

Maybe. The sincerity and kindness of human nature does not only exist in stories. screen. Imagine perhaps. Also exists somewhere in reality exists. In a dilapidated apartment that is too poor to even afford furniture. Exists in . In a detective agency that is always making trouble. Exist there

Hehe. Remembered. That's when it changed, from the time I met you fools

But. I'm so grateful to have met you fools in my life. That's great

"I got goosebumps all over the place." Beside. Tang Peng drooped his eyelids. looked at Chen Weiwei expressionlessly. If you really want to be so grateful, you might as well tick off the debt that our detective agency owes you."

"No need to talk. Brother-german. Settle accounts. A lump sum of interest and a single cent of the loss of feelings just now cannot be missing."

"Wait. Loss of Affection Fee."

"It's such a sensational inner monologue. I've been stirred up by you."

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"Huh. It's a shame that you're still joking in elegance." However. The words behind Tao Ran seemed to be poured down with a scoop of cold water. In an instant, the slightly soothing atmosphere was completely ruined. Dragged them back into the darkness." It seems that you don't care as much about the lives of those innocent citizens as I thought. Yes."

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"Don't look at me so horribly. I'm just telling the truth, it's not too early. TANG Peng. Your decision."

Tang Peng's face sank. He frowned and looked at Wu Jingbo, who had not yet made a decision. I looked at the group of innocent citizens huddled in the darkness on the screen. Finally, he slowly spoke:

"I'm betting on X (shield. Guess what he's betting on)."

"Oh. It's not like you. Lost your cool. OK unchanged."

"OK."

"Okay." Tao Ran shrugged. Smiled and turned around. Looking at the black and white screen expectantly." Now that the protagonists have bet. So what will the rest of you decide will do, and I don't have much interest in you. Let's take a good look at this reality show. Hehe. Maybe it's more exciting than you think."

Dark basement. Liang Qi (the waitress of the "Aftertaste Restaurant" who appears in Chapter 51 of this case. Readers who don't remember can re-read the fifty-one chapters of this case) crouched in the corner in horror. The body couldn't help but tremble. She didn't understand the situation at all, and she only vaguely remembered that she was entertaining a strange guest (Tao Ran)

"Xiaoqi, you're okay."

Then. A gentle male voice came from my ears. Liang Qi raised his head. There is hardly any light in the dark basement. The phone is also gone. They can only distinguish each other with a faint vision. Liang Qi subconsciously put his face close to the direction where the male voice came. A familiar face was seen in the blur. A face she had decided not to think about anymore

"Smack". The people around him began to stir up.

"You get out. I don't want to see you again." A roar in the darkness. In the terrifyingly quiet basement stirred up layers of echoes.

The man hurriedly covered Liang Qi's mouth. Dragged her to a more secluded place. Sweating profusely, he whispered to her:

"You're stupid. It's not clear what the situation is right now. Don't make a noise."

Liang Qi, whose face was already pink, tore away the hand that was covering his mouth. I opened my mouth to scold a few words. But considering that the environment is really wrong now. I had no choice but to swallow back the words that rushed into my throat. But a pair of red lips still trembled with anger:

ZHANG Feiyu. You brute. Stay away from me."

"Xiaoqi. You calm down. Listen to me."

"Go away. I don't listen."

"Listen to me."

"No. I don't listen."

"Xiaoqi"

(Do you remember?) This is a line that must appear in almost every drama in Grandma Qiong Yao)

"Don't call it so intimate. I don't want to know you."

"Xiao Qiyun'er, how is he?"

"Huh. Don't pretend to care about Yun'er. When you cruelly left our mother and son, I didn't see you have any nostalgia. How. The vixens out there are tired of playing. Reminds me of us."

"You're here again. Where's what a vixen. I left you because"

"Because of what. Don't make yourself feel like you're in a big mess, except for the vixen outside. I can't think of any other reason why a big man would suddenly leave his new wife and newborn child to play missing."

"I've been quietly staying by your side all the time. I just don't let you know."

"Phew. Disgusting to death. Can you pull a little more. Don't give me the whole thing like a TV series. ZHANG Feiyu. I'm telling you. My life is ruined by your hands."

"Remember when you lost your job last year and inexplicably received an inheritance from a distant cousin?"

"Huh. I'll just say why you suddenly appeared. It turned out to be for that money. Don't think about it. Tell you explicitly. That's not much at all. And it's basically run out. You want to take advantage of it now."

"That's the money I got from selling my kidney."

"What did you say?"

"Alas. It's just that you stupid girl would believe in the inheritance of a distant cousin."

Liang Qi was stunned for a moment. I can't think about it for a long time. Half ring. Tears fell inexplicably:

"You. . . You're lying to me again."

"Ever since you worked as a waiter at the 'Aftertaste Restaurant'. I'll pretend to be a guest tomorrow and hide in the corner quietly watching you, I originally planned to continue quietly until I die, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing today, and I was too worried about you for a while. So can't help but show up in front of you"

"No. Not really. You're definitely lying to me. You continue until you die. What do you mean?"

"Actually. I left because "

"Ahem. Excuse me. Now there is something very important that I have to inform you. So the two friends who played Qiong Yao's romantic drama over there are bothering you to stop for a while, yes. We can hear you very clearly, although my friends and I would like to know why he left you back then. But I'll tell you later. It's more important than ever." Suddenly. A clear voice could be heard over the basement. Apparently a megaphone was installed." I'm sure you're all curious about where this is. Why did I come here? And who am I. Hehe. Personally, I don't mind giving you patient answers. But the question is, do you really feel the need to waste this time? Now you don't feel inexplicably dizzy. Weak feet. The body is strangely cold and hot. And the pain in the abdomen, which was originally mild, became more and more intense. If yes. Then don't worry. It's normal because you've been poisoned."

"What." The megaphone pauses. The people in the basement couldn't help but ask in surprise at the same time.

"Extrapolating by time. It should be poisoned and killed in half an hour." The megaphone rang again. There was a clear lack of laughter in his tone. All of a sudden, it was a lot more serious. As if trying to convince everyone to accept that this is a true message." But don't worry. The antidote was on a small table directly north of the room. Everyone has a chance to live, but fast. After all, it's only eight bottles."

Seventy-two people of the light of humanity

"Fuck your eggs."

"Have the guts to get out of here. See if I don't beat you up."

"Hmph. Boring live TV shows. Thought that this would drive up the ratings. Childish."

"I think it's pretty creative. That one. The photographer is not. Please turn on the lights. If you can't find the lens. I can't cooperate with you. There's also trouble to take a close-up of my face at a 45-degree angle on the left side. That's the angle I'm most confident in. Thank you. But you really are. You don't have to do a reality show."

"Ahh Suddenly. A hysterical scream erupted in the darkness. All of a sudden, the noisy basement was quiet again.

"What's wrong. Who is it. What the hell is called?" Finally. Someone couldn't help but yell.

"Yes. Someone died."

This answer in the dark. It's as if a realistic missile was inexplicably dropped in the middle of the city. The suspicious crowd was stunned for a while. It's just a surprise. No one will be convinced that this is true. They all watched and watched. Looking. Waiting. There is even some strange excitement and anticipation in my heart. Expect someone to come out and announce that it's just a joke. I look forward to telling the people around me with a calm face that I already knew. Looking forward to the fact that this scene will be broadcast on a media channel soon, he proudly pointed to himself on the screen and told his relatives and friends:

"Look. I was right there. Not scared at all. It's been known for a long time that this is fake. And even if it's true. I'd be so calm too. Life and death are fateful. Poisoning and antidote or something. I don't care."

However. Nothing.

No one jumped out and announced that it was just a joke. No one told the people around that it was just fake. Even. No one to talk except. The scream that still cries non-stop:

"How. What to do. Woo woo woo. He's really out of breath."

"This is To. It's too fake. The acting is so bad. Amateur actors."

"Hahahaha."

"No. No. It's true. Is it true that someone is dead. I. I. My stomach suddenly hurts so much help. Help, right. Untie. Antidote. Due North Hemp. Trouble let's go. Jean due north"

"It's noisy. You're not bothered."

"Not really. Please, please trouble let's. I'm going to go get the antidote. Let's let go"

"Fuck off. Let your mom. Don't act in front of Uncle Ben."

"Woo woo woo. Please, big brother. Please, I'll kowtow to you. Kowtow to you. I'll kowtow to you. Let me pass, I'm dying."

"Knock your sister. Look at how cold you look. Get out of the way. I'm sick to see you."

"I'll kowtow to you. Kowtow to you, big brother, let me go, I'll kowtow to you, the child at home is sick, and I'm waiting to go back to take care of it."

"Fuck you. Don't hug Lao Tzu's legs. If you get dirty, you can't afford to pay for the new leather shoes you bought for the rest of your life. I don't bother to care if you really want to die. Get out of the way."

"This big brother is really. There is no need to start such a fire. I wonder the hidden camera is shooting. Always pay attention to the image is not. But this aunt, you're too amateurish. The kids are sick and come to the restaurant to eat (they were caught at the 'Aftertaste Restaurant') and you know that there is a problem with your toes."

"No. No, the child wants to eat an egg tart. I'm just here to buy egg tarts, big brother. Let's make it okay. Please, woo woo."

"It's noisy. XXXVIII. Shut up. Go home and cry. Don't bother Miss Ben with makeup. The photographer is not there. Why the lights haven't turned on yet. What the. The efficiency is so low. Ouch. It makes my stomach hurt a little."

"Ouch. This beauty was also poisoned. Come. This way. I'll let you."

"Hahahaha."

"Please. Let the children at home"

"Yo he. Pretty dedicated. Still acting. Okay. Didn't you just say you were going to kowtow. Such. Give each of us ten kowtows. I'll let you go when I'm done."

"I'm knocking. I'm knocking."

Dark and irritable basement. A sound of kowtowing sounded crisply. A heavy and bitter echo in everyone's ears

"VII. Eight or nine. Auntie, you're not right. The first few people were full of bangs. There's only eight of them to me. And the sound is not loud at all. Look down on me. I won't give way to you. Auntie, you want to go over the words. Honestly, huh. Aunt. Big Death. Dead."

"What's going on. What died."

"She. . . She. She. She's really dead. Help me. I don't want to die. I don't care about you. Get out of the way. Untie. Antidote"

"Really fake"

"My stomach seems to be hurting more and more."

"Ahh My cousin died too. It's true. It's all true, the antidote, the antidote."

"What. I don't care about you. Don't get in the way, Miss. Fuck. That stinky bastard doesn't act or say a word."

Quick as a wink. It's like a flash flood. The crowd rioted. The tiny basement seems to have been trampled by a pack of wild beasts. The whole thing was in chaos

Whereas. At this time, Liang Qi was stunned. Faced with never-before-seen riots and an increasingly out-of-control crowd. Her mind went blank for a while:

"This. This in the end"

"Fuck off. Stinky, don't get in the way."

Suddenly. A crazy teenager pounced viciously. Holding a broken table leg stained with blood in his hand.

"Bump". Subsequently. Immediately drowned in the sound of the rioting crowd. It seems that it has never sounded at all, but. A wisp of blood splashed in the air was clearly bloodily reminding Liang Qi. It's all true.

Half ring. When she finally regained consciousness, the first thing she saw was Zhang Feiyu's blood-stained face. And the arms that held themselves tightly in their arms

"Feiyu."

(Combined with the previous words: I believe that interested readers should understand what I have modified after reading this chapter.) That's right. The dialogue between the crowds was deliberately exaggerated and dramatized by me. Deliberately make it seem less real. And the role of Feiyu was indeed added temporarily. The purpose of this change is not to make the atmosphere of the whole chapter too dark. It's too cruel. Like said before. I still hope that everyone can have confidence and hope for the glorious side of human nature. If next week May is updated on time. It means that I went for the New Year. Ya. Stop texting asking if I'm dead)