Yan Zhen didn't have the habit of sticking a hot face to other people's cold butts, he didn't come on a blind date, others didn't look at him properly, he also put away a polite smile on his face, to put it bluntly, he didn't need to have a good relationship with everyone present, and it wasn't that he couldn't live without KTV. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bao Bo was embarrassed for a while, whether Yan Zhen was brought back by him, or his savior, was ignored by the two female companions, and he was caught in the middle and had a fever.

Bao Bo had just entered the society, his face was thin, and he was not tactful enough in dealing with people, Yan Zhen took the initiative to open his mouth and exposed the unhappiness just now.

"You just said that you could only leave on a rainy night, so why didn't you leave last night?" Yan Zhen asked.

"There was no food and no one could drive, and we were afraid that this would be the case outside, so we didn't dare to go." Bao Bo replied honestly.

"You can't get in touch with the outside world?"

"Yes, the calls are not answered, even 114."

Yan Zhen frowned at first when he heard his words, and then he was relieved to think about it, maybe his father didn't have an accident, but there was a problem with the phone line.

Bao Bo introduced the names of the six people in the room one by one, Yan Zhen only remembered a rough idea, everyone met in Pingshui, and the time they got along would not be very long, and he didn't pay much attention to these people.

Yan Zhen asked about the curse that Bao Bo had mentioned in the car, and the middle-aged man said that he saw people leaving the town with his own eyes, and as a result, the car and people turned into ashes.

As for the statement that he could only leave on a rainy night, his wife heard from others, and they didn't know if it was true.

The appearance of Yan Zhen just confirmed this statement, he entered the town on a rainy night, and there were no accidents with people and cars.

"Brother Yan, wait for the next rainy night, you take us out of town, and during this time, I will go with Da Le and Xiao Le to collect gasoline, okay?" Bao Bo looked at Yan Zhen expectantly.

"Okay, we'll have to change cars." Yan Zhen added: "I'll look for the car." ”

In the time that followed, Bao Bo distributed food and water to the people seated, and the pink schoolbag quickly deflated, and the two women complained a few words, saying that Bao Bo had brought back little food.

Yan Zhen ate his own food, and in his heart, he didn't want to fit into this small group, and agreeing to let them go out of town together was just a way, and there was no need to have too many intersections.

After lunch, Yan Zhen received a new mission from the paradise, and the task also revealed a secret to him, the writer of the town's disaster, among the seven surviving people.

The time limit for this mission is until the next rainy day, Yan Zhen saw that his nerves tensed instantly, what the hell is a rainy day, that means that the task will end tonight, or it may take ten days and half a month to end.

Yan Zhen couldn't withstand the two extreme time limits, the time was too short for him to find out who was the writer, and the time was too long for him to worry about his father's accident.

To add insult to injury, the quest also requires him to write the 'Disaster Maker' into the disaster, which ends with having to die in the town, and in the story that the other party has submitted, the person ends up escaping from the town.

After a series of deaths, Yan Zhen once again realized that none of the stories they wrote for themselves were absolutely safe.

Paradise holds everyone's movements, and it is where people are.

In order to kill well, Yan Zhen decided to find out who the writer was first, and if he asked directly, it would definitely arouse the vigilance of the other party.

Now all writers must know that the park has a new feature of killing people, and the trust between each other is not there, and it is too difficult to get together.

Perhaps, this is exactly the purpose of Paradise, to divide the writers so that they cannot cooperate.

He is as weak as an ant compared to the unknown and powerful Paradise, and his plan to assassinate Paradise through the mission can only be postponed for the time being.

Faced with the task in front of him, Yan Zhen is ready to use the elimination method first, the park needs to log in once a day, and whoever must look at his mobile phone every day will be the most suspicious.

He silently observed for an afternoon, the middle-aged couple did not take out their mobile phones, Bao Bo's two cousins and the sisters had fiddled with their mobile phones, and Bao Bo was concentrating on fixing a radio.

In the evening, the couple went to the next private room to rest, and the two sisters went to another room, before Yan Zhen came, Bao Bo and his two cousins slept in the largest private room, and now that he is here, the sofa in the private room can not sleep four men.

Bao Bo couldn't isolate his life-saving benefactor, so he moved with him to the small private room opposite.

The scale of the town is not large, and the KTV is not very luxurious, and each private room only has an L-shaped couch.

The bathroom was in the corridor, and Yan Zhen took advantage of the fact that Bao Bo went out to get toiletries for him, and handed over the night's surveillance task to PK9587.

Bao Bo came back and handed the towel and toothbrush to Yan Zhen, looking like he had something to say.

"Something?" Yan Zhen asked.

"No, no, cough, Brother Yan, do you still take it with you to the toilet?" Bao Bo's gaze went straight to PK9587.

The old man hugged the rag doll to the toilet, this behavior is really weird, no wonder Bao Bo looks constipated.

Yan Zhen was just used to it, but he didn't want to admit it, so he casually said: "It's my mascot, and I can't leave it." ”

Bao Bo's expression became even more strange: "Do you still believe this?" If I were to say anything, it would be better to have food and weapons, which can save your life. ”

Yan Zhen didn't plan to say too much to the people he just met, not to mention that he hadn't ruled out the possibility that Bao Bo was a writer, and he just knew how powerful PK9587 was.

After washing up, he came back and lay on the sofa, Bao Bo was already asleep, Yan Zhen closed his eyes, and didn't pat PK9587 above his head until Bao Bo snored.

PK9587 received the signal and jumped off the couch in a light and silent manner, his cotton legs on the ground without making a sound.

It quietly came to the door of Da Le Xiaole's private room, and the two brothers were Yan Zhen's key suspects.

Objectively speaking, men and women who write novels are relatively homely, otherwise who can stand sitting in front of the computer for a day and for many years?

The proportion of high school students and college students is high, and middle-aged couples are the least likely to be writers, and the two sisters should be the kind of people who are more fulfilling in real life judging from their dress, so he first targeted Bao Bo's two high school cousins.

PK9587 monitored the two until midnight, and when he returned from completing the mission, he found that Yan Zhen was actually asleep, and his completely black eyes immediately emitted a faint blue light.

There is no window in the private room of the KTV, and after Bao Bo woke up in the morning, he lit the candle on the table with the bright light of the mobile phone screen, and woke up Yan Zhen, who was still sleeping.

"Grass, Brother Yan, you, your belly!" Bao Bo used the light of a row of candles to glare at Yan Zhen's round and bulging abdomen in horror.

Yan Zhen was woken up by Bao Bo, got up from the sofa in a daze, heard the other party's exclamation, his eyes moved down to his stomach, his eyes that were not fully opened immediately widened, he reached out and touched his round belly, he didn't feel fat, he reached into his clothes and pulled out PK9587 that was shrunk into a ball from under his shirt.