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The classmate received a distress message from the missing classmate, which read: "Help me, I don't want to die." ”

The classmate replied: "Where are you, everyone is looking for you, and your parents have reported the crime." Send me a coordinates. ”

But there was no reply. "The city's police have conducted a combined investigation into several cases of disappearances of high school students, hoping that these high school students can come back safely," the news said. ”

I looked up and said, "I've been caught doing a pyramid scheme." I always think that MLM is like kidnapping. If pyramid schemes were to be convicted of kidnapping for ransom, there would certainly be far fewer people doing pyramid schemes in China. ”

"MLM?"

The old antique didn't understand the word. I sat down next to him and explained to him what a pyramid scheme was.

He nodded after listening, I looked at him so well-behaved, and continued: "That posture last night, can you not come in the future." It's like the drama of being trapped in a locked room. This is a limited mental capacity. ”

His eyes sank: "You don't know what a real secret room trap is. Then he got up and went upstairs. I thought he would ask what it means to be trapped in a locked room. Turns out he knew.

I didn't pay attention to this detail either, but half an hour later, I went upstairs to find that the bathroom door was closed and the sound of the water was not quite right. After all, the sound of water hitting down, falling on the body, and then smashing everywhere is different from the sound of water hitting the ground directly.

If you say that the sound of washing your hands is different from the sound of toilet water. I listened to the sound, which was the water in the puffy head of the bath, rushing directly to the ground, and it never changed. Someone in the bathroom, fainted?

I rushed into the bathroom in a hurry. In the bathroom, Jiang Lichen was wearing clothes, leaning against the wall, looking at the sprayed unkempt hair, his hair was full of water, and his face was also water, but his clothes and pants were not all wet, but water flowed down from his head and got wet. When he saw me, he reached out and turned off the water, walked out of the bathroom and said, "I'm looking for clothes to take a shower." ”

"Jiang Lichen, are you, feel uncomfortable. Can you tell me about it? "I made myself appear gentler and gentler.

He took his clothes and walked into the bathroom again: "It's okay. ”

"Something!"

His tone changed suddenly: "Yin Xiangting! Don't be presumptuous. You're just the one I chose to protect the flowers. The word you said last time about the flower pot was so correct. You're one of my pots! He walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I was still standing in the bathroom doorway. How did he say that he turned his face and turned his face?

I breathe a sigh of relief in my heart! I didn't talk to him all night, even when I was sleeping, I ignored him. Am I just a flower pot? I was chatting friendly on the first floor just now, why did it become like this as soon as I went upstairs? With his temper changing, he is still a spy? I guess I was shot through it a long time ago.

It was supposed to be the flowerpot incident before going to bed, which made me have palpitations, so that when I was sleeping, I had a dream about flowerpots.

I dreamed of those flowers and vines, wrapped around my body. It's not the kind of entanglement that came before, with ambiguity and provocation, but a real bondage, and I'm tied up like a prisoner. I looked at the vines in a panic, only to see that the roots of the vines were in my navel. I screamed in panic. I kept thinking that the doctor was going to operate on me, that he was going to pull out these vines, and that even my intestines would be pulled out along with me.

My ears are so itchy, and there are flowers and vines coming out of my ears and eyes. I was woken up at this time, and the whole person woke up violently, and found that his body was covered in cold sweat and his breathing was unsteady.

I didn't see Jiang Lichen beside him, and the night was when he was very energetic, and he couldn't be seen in the room at all.

I got out of bed and called softly, "Jiang Lichen? There was no response in the room and I went downstairs. Even though I was still scared, I still wanted to look for him.

On the first floor, the headlights were on, and I didn't see Jiang Lichen, but I saw a few scattered pieces of paper and a water-based pen on the bar.

I picked up the papers, and there were six pairs of words on them. Jiang Lichen back to paint? There are also some numbers next to the drawing, and there are no regular numbers. I shouted a few more times: "Jiang Lichen? "The whole house was unresponsive. I simply took out my phone and took pictures of those paintings.

After the shooting, I was able to understand the six paintings. The paintings are full of scenes. Jiang Lichen's spy must have taken art class, and the paintings he draws are very simple, but he can understand them when he grasps the key points. Some people were hanged, some were fought, and some were examined by doctors while lying on the bed, and the common denominator of several pictures was that they were all in secret rooms. There aren't many scenes in the background, but they all have a metal door with a lot of rivets and a lot of locks.

Trapped in a Locked Room! The reason for his anomaly tonight is the topic I mentioned. I pouted, he didn't tell me, a person is angry, probably because these are what he has really experienced. Aren't all the spy spies we see in the TV series quite beautiful? He is also an officer, well-dressed, well-fed, and a small soldier waiting, and what other commander's wife and lady are holding eyes, what is the matter with these paintings?

Jiang Lichen rarely told me what he had experienced before. Only last time I said a little bit, it was about those jars of wine. He doesn't want to say it, so let's not say it. I put them away in the little drawer to the left of the bar and went back to my room.

Before I could lie down, I heard a voice coming in from downstairs. Jiang Lichen went out just now. After waiting a while, he went upstairs and returned to his room, without telling me about the paintings on the bar being put away. Seeing that I was still looking at him with my eyes open, he took off his clothes and said, "If the sun doesn't come out yesterday morning, we will go back to the village." ”

"Why is there such a hurry? I'm still thinking about getting together with a few of my classmates tomorrow. They are all the rich second generation of our class, and I want to get in touch with them and donate a basketball hoop. ”

"I'll pay for the basketball hoop."

"It's different. They come out, that is to donate money to do good deeds. You have often gone to our school to play, and you have donated basketball hoops, saying that it is good to say that you are kind. But there will also be people who say that the basketball hoop is your home, and you can do whatever you want. That school is also your family's failure. That's not a good thing to say. You avoid suspicion in this matter. ”

He hesitated for a moment before he said, "Leave tomorrow night, try to come back early, don't delay until dark, it's very chaotic outside now." ”

He lay down beside me, held my hand, and did not speak. He didn't mention the painting either.

The next morning, I woke up early and dressed up nicely. Gathering with those rich second-generation classmates, I was embarrassed if I didn't dress up, and people ignored me. Fortunately, I went with Xiao Yan to buy a lot of new clothes in the first two weeks. Now, I am in that mountain village, eating, drinking, and having fun, without spending my money, and my salary is purely for my own pocket money. I was willing to buy clothes.

When I went to the agreed place, a specialty dessert shop, the classmates waved to me. It turns out that they have already arrived. Waiters in aprons and ties are holding tablets to order their food. As soon as I came, they yelled for me to order. In fact, I also believed that a few of them would not let me pay, so I generously turned the tablet around, and then smiled and froze on my face.

Oh my god! A small cake, more than sixty dollars. It's exactly the same as the ten dollars I saw in a cake chain. A glass of pure milk, more than sixty. Does his cow eat diamonds and milk the diamonds that come out? There are six people in total, and this person consumes two or three hundred per person, and it doesn't cost me half a month's salary?

I don't have to pay the bill, and I'm relieved. "Look at it, I'm whatever, I love sweets or something." In front of me are five beautiful women, who have only been out of school for less than five months, and they have changed one by one. Internet celebrities are what they are.

Someone was chatting, saying that only Xiao Yan and I were the only girls left in our dormitory, and everyone else was dead. And also talked about the murder that night, tsk.

Finally, someone asked about everyone's career, and I had the opportunity to tell you about donating money. I am not afraid of being embarrassed to say that I am now a teacher in a very remote mountain village primary school, and the students liked the sports equipment donated by my classmates last time. I also showed them a lot of pictures of the school, and each picture had the tattered basketball hoop.

The basketball hoop is not a lot of money for these rich second generations, and after everyone decided to donate it, they discussed the issue of transportation and installation. Saying so far, sports equipment companies may have to add money, on transportation and installation. But what some people care about is that after the installation, can they go to our school to take photos and upload them to the Internet, as evidence of funding, for fans. Then the style of painting changed. Everyone discussed what to wear when it was time to take pictures. A tattered school, is it good to show cleavage with a ball suit. It's still fashionable to dress and recoil. What about color? Wait a minute. I was completely kicked out on this topic.

They were talking passionately, and while they were exchanging selfie skills, I saw Wang Fan on the small table diagonally opposite. He recognized me, waved at me, and smiled.

I looked at him, said hello to my classmates and walked over.

"You're coming alone, huh? A man, come for this sweet? ”

"Are all your classmates over there?" He asked, not looking at me at all, all the time at the person over there.

I said, "yes, who's the one you like?" Let's talk about it first, those are all rich second generations, and I guess I don't look down on you like you. ”

"Silver, silver,"

"My name is Yin Xiangting."

"Yin Xiangting, do you think I'll be so vulgar?" He whispered to me, "That woman in red over there will die tonight." ”

I was startled and raised my voice: "How do you know?" ”

He frowned and told me to be quiet. "What does my house do, don't you know yet? I can see that kind of thing. ”

Unconvinced, he said, "I can see it too, I don't look at anything abnormal." ”