Cheng Yan turned his head to avoid Ruan Qiao's hand, and his cheeks moved quickly a few times to swallow the food in his mouth, and then his face was bitter, "When I came, I happened to see someone dragging his corpse down, like that-the flesh and blood were blurry and I couldn't see the shape." ”

Ruan Qiao tried to imagine what a person would look like when he was thrown shapelessly, but he didn't feel disgusting, but touched his chin with interest, "But if you want to come down from above, there are stairs all around, how did he fall down smoothly?" ”

"It seems to have fallen right through a gap that I could fall into." Cheng Yan's eating speed was obviously much slower, he paused when he said this, pursed the corners of his mouth and lowered his head, "Obviously, the living person I saw yesterday didn't expect to turn into a corpse today, and this kind of thing happened within the stairs, no one cares about it at all, just dispose of the corpse directly." ”

"Within the stairs?" Ruan Qiao raised his eyes.

Cheng Yan nodded, biting his chopsticks vaguely like Ruan Qiao said that Li Ting told him about the dead man.

After listening to Cheng Yan's words, Ruan Qiao couldn't help but rub the corners of his forehead with a complicated face, "I'll just say that why are the people here so calm when they mention the dead, it seems that there are definitely a lot of people who died on that staircase." ”

Saying that, she happened to see Cheng Yan's awkward look, and she didn't want to discuss this kind of thing with this little guy anymore, so she changed the topic when she picked up the rice bowl and took a big bite to eat, and asked about Cheng Yan's task progress.

"Five percent." Cheng Yan opened the panel, looked at the words zero percent on it, and said seriously, "I asked for directions on the road today." ”

Ruan Qiao couldn't see Cheng Yan's task panel, and listened to the progress of his task, and then looked at his own fraction of a percent.

"You should be able to complete this task as long as you have time, unlike mine."

Cheng Yan picked up the apple that Ruan Qiao had not eaten yet, and when he saw that it was washed, he stuffed it directly into his mouth, "Yes, your task is only to find the murderer, and you don't have a clue at all." ”

Ruan Qiao flipped through the task panel, his gaze froze for a moment on the word degree of freedom, and he raised his eyes and became entangled, "Cheng Yan, what do you think degree of freedom means?" ”

Cheng Yan blinked, "Physical or mathematical?" ”

Ruan Qiao: "? ”

"I remember statistically and in structural mechanics there were references to degrees of freedom." Cheng Yan continued to answer seriously.

"Stop." Ruan Qiao, who felt that he shouldn't ask a middle school student this kind of question, strangled Cheng Yan's next tirade in the cradle in time.

Cheng Yan, who felt disgusted, simply shut up when he saw that people didn't let him say it, buried his head in two bites of the apple, and said softly with a sigh of relief: "If it's just a literal meaning, I think it's okay to do it, then to the extent that it can be done, is there any freedom in your task?" ”

"100 percent freedom to write." Ruan Qiao bowed.

Cheng Yan thought for a while, "That means that your task is not qualitative, no matter what the process is, as long as you complete his requirements, the task will be completed." ”

Ruan Qiao also had this idea before, but how to create a process to find the murderer?

Do you want her to encourage someone to kill someone and then arrest that person?

Or did she kill people herself and give herself to the Orderly?

Tossing and turning is inseparable from a murderer.

Ruan Qiao rubbed her eyebrows, feeling that she didn't kill Yu Long in the last scene, so she simply waited for her in this scene.

"I'd better find another way." She stretched, and finally began to concentrate on eating.

The next two talked a lot less, each thinking about their own things.

Cheng Yan, who was almost full, dozed off and waited for Ruan Qiao to finish eating, then packed up the dishes and went out to put them in the storage box.

Closing the storage box, he suddenly couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, casually opened his task panel, and looked at the progress of the task with bright eyes.

"It's a pity, I didn't expect him to be a player."

"Hello?"

Just as Cheng Yan closed the panel, a chattering sound suddenly came from his side, and when he looked sideways, he saw a thin woman standing next to him, dressed in tatters, and bruises and blood scars could be faintly seen from the tears in his clothes.

"Hello." Cheng Yan looked over with a smile and found that this woman was still a little familiar. Tapping his palms, he quickly remembered that this was the skinny woman he had seen in the management office.

"I think I've seen you."

The woman was stunned, clutching the clothes in her hand a little helplessly, and at the same time glanced at Ruan Qiao's house.

Cheng Yan waited for a long time and didn't wait for the woman to speak, so he simply took the initiative to ask, "Is there anything wrong with you?" ”

"You're Ruan Qiao's slave, right?" The woman's voice was small, like a frightened rabbit.

Cheng Yan bowed his head, not caring about being called a slave, "My name is Cheng Yan." ”

"I'm Li Yu." Li Yu handed the clothes in his hand to Cheng Yan, and said in a soft voice, "This dress was borrowed from Ruan Qiao, I washed it, you help me return it to her." ”

Reaching out and taking the dress, the warm touch of the tentacle is very comfortable.

"How is it hot?" He asked, looking up.

"I took the clothes out to dry." Li Yu lowered his head and said.

Cheng Yan sighed for a while, and there was a place to dry clothes in this broken place, and happily agreed.

"You're Li Ting's sister, right?" When I went back, I saw Cheng Yan and asked Li Yu,

Li Yu nodded, lowering her head to see her emotions clearly.

......

Ruan Qiao got up early the next morning, and by the way, he shook Cheng Yan up for breakfast.

Cheng Yan sat up and wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and looked at the table blankly.

"After breakfast, you can rest well, and I'll go to work today." Ruan Qiao found a loose dress to put on his body, and was about to go out after breakfast.

Cheng Yan leaned on the back of the sofa and waved at her, yawning and lazily speaking, "I'll wait for you to come back for dinner at noon." ”

Ruan Qiao, who had already stepped out of the door, put his head back and said bitterly at Cheng Yan: "If I get lost, don't wait for me." ”

"Okay." Cheng Yan made an unkind gesture of "OK".

Ruan Qiao glanced at the map in his hand and found that the map was much more worn out than when he first got it, crumpled as if it had just been taken out of the garbage heap.

How did Cheng Yan toss this poor map yesterday?

Before leaving, she looked up at Xu Yanjue's house, and the tightly closed iron door deprived Li Yu of her freedom at the same time. Thinking of the clothes that Cheng Yan gave him yesterday, they looked like new after washing them.

Ruan Qiao retracted his gaze and rubbed his face, and went straight to find a place where he could take the iron basket.

walked out of the accommodation floor and followed the crowd all the way, which really made her reach her destination, and happened to meet Li Ting who was standing in the crowd.