It was still a cold and cramped room, still a miserable white light, and another cold voice came from the darkness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Name. ”

"Charles, male, nineteen years old, unmarried, loved, no regrets, Baoda, not Virgo, salty, no card ......"

Under the light, the unkempt young man chattered until an angry palm slapped on the table: "Say whatever you want!

"Good, good. Charles smiled all over his face: "I'm not afraid that you will be tired." ”

"Well, not necessarily. ”

The voice in the darkness was full of mockery: "I heard that you also want to join us, but from what we know, it seems that you are not even a full-fledged musician?"

"But I'm highly educated!"

Charles said with a serious face: "I am still a graduate of the Royal Musicians Academy of Anglo, I graduated with perfect marks! I broke the record of the music history department! Moreover, I am versatile! I can sing, dance, draw and write, or I ......will sing to you."

Syllable!

The sound of slapping the table interrupted him. The man in the dark snorted coldly: "Ask what to answer, don't talk about irrelevant things." ”

"Good, good. Charles nodded and sat upright, straight as a schoolboy in class.

"You used to work in the technical department of the Royal Academy, and as far as I know, you are Master Newton's personal assistant, what are you mainly responsible for?"

Syllable!

The sound of an angry slap on the table sounded, it was Charles.

The man in the darkness was startled, only to see Charles pressing the table in anger.

"You don't know! That old thing isn't a human!

He pointed to his face with an indignant expression: "Look at me, I can be regarded as a famous school in the holy city of 985/211! Since I followed that old bastard, I have patronized him ****, ordered takeout, bought wine, bought horses, wrote reports, ran for reimbursement, and wiped his ass! And your old bastard patronized himself to play, and he didn't even take me! You said he was not a thing! I couldn't help but be angry when I mentioned it, this sir, I feel bitter in my heart......

Charles began to gush on and on, and it took him five or six minutes before the censor reacted and forced him to shut up. After the baptism of Charles's mentally retarded aura, his brain was obviously a little insufficient, and he was stunned for a long time before continuing:

"You're a registered mechanical engineer of the first class in the Holy City?"

"En. ”

Charles Chick nodded like a peck of rice, with a pure expression: "Actually, it's the one at the east gate of the school who made a fake diploma to buy it! Eighty yuan a copy, with a photo! Sir, if you have a need, why don't I introduce it to you?"

"Shut up!"

......

Fifteen minutes later, Charles returned to his room, slumped on the dirty bed, and buried his head in his feet.

It's been seven days, a week.

He'd been lying here since he woke up unconscious, and he didn't know where he came or where he was. In the past seven days, people have come to deliver meals every day, three meals a day, eat and sleep, sleep and eat, and get up to go to the toilet need to make a report.

Moreover, apart from the group of people who came out of prison with him, he never met any other members of the revolutionary army.

It's no different from a prison at all.

Even the roommates haven't changed.

"Yo, you're back. ”

The flesh-and-blood man on the bed raised his head, opened his mouth and said, "Internal review is troublesome, isn't it?"

"Well, but it's okay. ”

Charles pretended to still speak to the bearded man, with a smile: "Everyone is a good person, don't embarrass me." ”

The wriggling thing stiffened, as if stunned, and quickly shook its head: "Don't worry, Mr. Constantine values you very much, it's just a routine." ”

As he spoke, his flesh twitched, leaving a lilac slime in his wake. The distorted face opened and closed, and the voice spoke with a certain noise.

The flesh-covered chamber was filled with the smell of decay, and the walls squirmed, like the stomach walls of a monster.

Charles didn't speak, just lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

Breathe deeply.

Breathe deeply.

Breathe deeply.

He opened his eyes, and the flesh on the ceiling squirmed, like a thousand smiles overlapping each other.

Charles covered himself with a quilt and curled up in the darkness.

“******。 ”

He muttered softly.

......

-

In another room, in silence, there was a knock on the door, pushing it in.

Konstantin sat in front of the window, looked at the book in silence, and when he noticed someone coming in, he raised his head.

"The review is over, sir. ”

The person in charge of the review stood beside him and handed him a document: "This is the process and record of the review. ”

Konstantin looked up at him and said in a sarcastic tone: "So, my house arrest life can also end?"

The censor smiled: "Lord Gaius is also for your safety, after all, it is difficult to get out of the house now, so it's best for everyone not to go out." ”

Konstantin looked at him, "And then it's convenient for you to lock up and censor?"

"It's just for safety. The censor explained: "After all, it's hard to guarantee that there aren't undercover agents in that group." ”

"Who do you think looks like an undercover agent?"

Konstantin smiled and pointed to himself: "Do you look like me?"

"What did you say, my lord? ”

The censor's smile hardened slightly.

"I've been running around for decades, and this deputy commander has done nothing in name, I'm afraid there are many people in the organization who don't recognize me, right?" Konstantin said lightly: "I can come out this time, I'm afraid some people won't be very happy." An old ghost like me didn't die in it......"

The censor's expression stiffened, and he did not answer.

Konstantin smiled and didn't continue, just asked lightly, "Gaius is in the Holy City now, right?"

The censor was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly.

"Why wouldn't he want to see me?"

“...... Lord Gaius has important things to do now, and he has no time to worry about it for the time being. ”

"I see. ”

Konstantin nodded, his eyes drooping, as if disappointed.

"I won't disturb your rest when I'm down. ”

The censor carefully placed the document on the table: "There is already speculation about the 'undercover' thing. Something unpleasant will arise in the next few days, I hope you don't mind. ”

Konstantin flipped through the file and saw the photo sandwiched inside.

"Is it him?"

-

Dinner time, the office of the silent agency.

There was silence, garbage everywhere, and there were piles of maps of the Holy City and documents from the past. The trash can smelled of overnight food and men's smelly socks.

A couple of sleeping bags were rolled up haphazardly and left in the corner.

There were boxes of pizza that had just been delivered on the table, and a group of people who hadn't taken a shower in a long time were munching on takeout, and no one dared to speak.

The atmosphere froze.

It's like there's an aether bomb hidden in the room that's about to explode.

Behind the desk, the ashtray piles up a mountain of cigarette butts. Someone was lying in a chair with his feet crossed over the pile of papers on his desk. Looking down at a heavy cup of books, his white hair was scattered.

For so many days, no one had ever seen Ye Qingxuan sleep, he seemed to have been sitting behind that desk, looking at them silently, his bloodshot eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to pierce all the disguises and find out the inner ghost.

Occasionally, when he was free, he would flip through a book like he was now, without saying a word.

As the days passed, the atmosphere in the office became more and more tense. When those bloodshot eyes looked at them, everyone dodged in a panic.

It's been a week now!

Everyone could feel that the seemingly calm young man in front of him was about to explode.

No one wants that bomb to blow up on their heads.

This guy never minds finding someone to vent to!

Because of this, everyone has been working hard these days, and the efficiency of work has increased several times compared to before, and if they still have bonuses to be paid at the end of the month, they will be happy.

It's a pity that all the bonuses were deducted by Ye Qingxuan.

The suffocating silence continued.

In silence, Ye Qingxuan's books were read one after another, at a fast speed, without any gaps. It's as if you're not reading obscure music theory, but a legendary novel that has been poured millions of words.

As the stack of books piled higher and higher, everyone's hearts became more and more entangled. It's like when that stack of books collapses, they will be buried completely.

It was as if they had seen the young man explode completely, sending them into the Tower of Judgment one by one.

Until the sound of hurried footsteps sounded, and the sweaty messenger pushed open the door and uttered words that almost made everyone cry with joy:

"We've found Charles!"

-

Sorry, I had some food poisoning last night, I had a bad stomach, and I was in a trance all day today, and I tried to recover as soon as possible. (To be continued.) )