After hanging up the phone, Yi Shaodong then made several consecutive calls as if collecting debts, but he hung up.

I regretted calling Yi Shaodong a little in my heart, not because Yi Shaodong complained that it was not good for him to go out, but because Yi Shaodong couldn't quench his thirst in this matter, and now the other party was in a fog by him, and he didn't understand the situation, so he was in a hurry.

Returning to the room irritably, Qin Ming sat on the sofa again and thought about it.

Judging from the experience just now, there must be a law of silence similar to "three silences" in this city.

No one here is allowed to confide about the city to the outside world.

Of course, there are no absolutes about anything, so there must still be a way to get the news out, but he didn't think of it.

But then again, it's not the connection with the outside that is bothering him now, it's how he gets out.

Lin Mumu said that only by becoming a resident of the city can he leave.

But in that case, wouldn't he also be cursed by time?

So this way, he will never accept it.

There should be another way.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you why you went to that kind of place?

If you work, isn't it just about taking care of the baby?

Even if you want to work part-time to earn some time, there should be other options, right? ”

Qin Ming suddenly asked Lin Mumu at this time.

"Because they all say that going to work in that kind of place is the easiest and most efficient way to get time.

Caring for babies alone can only slow down the passage of time, but there is no way to supplement it. ”

"That is, a lot of newcomers who have just been tricked into coming here will go to a place like that, right?"

Qin Ming understood what Lin Mumu meant.

"Yes.

Because many people will use WeChat, or some other social software, to package themselves as bosses.

Then use this to lure friends or family members around you.

And that kind of place, men generally prefer it. ”

"But since they've already tricked people, do you still need to waste time entertaining?"

Hearing Qin Ming ask, Lin Mumu didn't know how to answer for a while, and after a pause, he explained:

"If you don't entertain them better, it's hard to trick them into helping to take care of those babies.

In addition, as long as these newcomers can stay, everyone will get a lot of time, and the previous consumption is nothing in comparison. ”

"How much time can you earn if you're in it?"

"I only went today." Lin Mumu bit his lip and felt insulted.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that." Qin Ming hurriedly explained.

"As long as you spend with your guests, you will earn as much time as you want."

"Then if you cheat a newcomer, how much time can you earn?"

"Twenty years." Lin Mumu is not very sure.

Qin Ming knew that like Wang Jing and others, it might take a week or even longer to be worth a day for ordinary people, so 20 years sounds like a long time, but if you convert it according to the time here, it may only be two or three years.

Lin Mumu got off the bed at this time, and then walked up to Qin Ming crying, and said silently:

"You're a cop, you should be able to help me, right?

I don't want to be like everyone else, watching myself get old day by day.

I want to go home, I miss my parents...... Can you help me...... I don't want to die here, I don't want to be that kind of unclean woman......"

"I'll figure it out."

Qin Ming didn't know how to comfort Lin Mumu, he didn't dare to promise the other party, and he had no intention of deceiving a young girl.

"I don't want to stay here anymore anyway, I'm fed up with that time, I'm fed up with those damn numbers!

Why did I have this happening, why did it happen...... Why ......"

Lin Mumu cried more and more, Qin Ming actually wanted to ask why, but he was just like Lin Mumu at this time, even if he yelled hysterically, no one would answer.

It is said that time is a knife to kill pigs, but few people are really afraid of it from the bottom of their hearts.

Even those who are old or dying are not afraid of time, but of disease.

More often than not, people are not afraid of time, and see the passage of time as an antidote to "all kinds of poisons".

Only when the New Year is approaching, or when you comb your hair one day and see an extra silver thread on your head, you will sigh that time is going so fast, and you will realize that you are getting old.

Qin Ming was the same before, he never felt that time was anything terrible.

But when he came here, after hearing some of what Lin Mumu said, he suddenly realized the horror of time.

Because it's like a number on the wrist of a woodworker, it is fixed no matter whether the number is big or small.

Every minute and every second, it keeps changing, getting smaller and smaller until it approaches zero, until it becomes completely zero.

Sneaky killings only happen for a split second, and because it's so fast, it probably won't be too painful.

But time kills, but it consumes a lifetime.

From the moment you were born, the shield knife of time has already begun to kill you.

Lin Mumu cried for a while, and then went back to bed.

The sun was still shining outside the window, and it was as if a painting had been pasted on the windowpane.

Darkness is terrible, but if the world loses its darkness, then the light ceases to be light.

Closing the curtains, Qin Ming also lay down and planned to sleep for a while.

He had already thought that if he couldn't find a way to leave tomorrow, then he would take action against Wang Jing and the others.

As for the day that has just passed, it is their old love.

Lying on the sofa for a while, I don't know when, Qin Ming fell asleep.

But he didn't sleep soundly, for he could always hear the sound of the hands of the clock turning rapidly like hanging on and off.

He didn't know where the sound was coming from, it could be from the outside or from Lin Mumu's wrist.

It is often said that on the eve of death, footsteps from the Grim Reaper are heard.

He hadn't thought about it before, but now that he thought about it, he thought maybe it wasn't the footsteps of death, but just the final movement of his own clock.

I don't know when, the door suddenly opened silently.

Then, a baby with a head the size of a hydrogen balloon suddenly crawled in from outside.

The baby's skin was frighteningly white, even almost translucent, and its eyes were tightly closed, only its mouth was grinning slightly.

He slowly crawled in, snorting heavily, breathing heavily, as if an old man was going upstairs, and approached Qin Ming as he walked and stopped.

In the corridor across the door, Wang Zhibo's face covered with horizontal flesh looked extremely gloomy under the light.

The two hands clasped together out of nervousness or excitement, as if waiting for something.

Soon, the baby on the ground came to the sofa where Qin Ming was.

He grabbed the edge of the sofa and slowly straightened up, and his eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened a gap, from which a little blue light flashed.

With his mouth open, he aimed at Qin Ming's wrist and bit it.

At the same time, Qin Ming, who was still asleep before, suddenly opened his eyes, and then raised his hand violently and grabbed the baby's neck:

"I don't have any milk for you!"

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