The interlocutor who lost the necklace did not believe in evil: "Is it there for you?" You look for it. ”

The other party was impatient: "Why did your things fall into the tent with me?" ”

"You look for it." The man looked nervous and urged.

Seeing him like this, the other person also compromised.

After rummaging for a long time, I didn't find the necklace, but I found that my things were missing.

"Where's my ham sausage?!"

Another: ?

The two looked at each other, and one of them said, "Go back and find it." ”

Fu Xing walked past the two of them and heard the entire conversation.

After a slight pause, he continued to walk towards the quarantine area.

Fu Xing climbed over the tin wall and came inside.

Cui Yuanjia, a passurer of Wasteland.

The popularity is not high, the sense of presence is low, and according to the ranking of the live broadcast results in the base, he has always been at the bottom.

Fu Xing happened to look at his information, and after a glance, he remembered it.

But I only remember the information, and I don't know what the person looks like.

If Meng Qi hadn't said his name, Fu Xing wouldn't have been on the right track.

He curled up on the ground, very similar to Feng San's situation that day.

Fu Xing crouched down, his gaze stopping at him.

A thin golden chain hung from his pocket.

Fu Xing stretched out his hand and tugged, and the dinging sound was the sound of the metal product when it landed.

It's a pocket watch.

As soon as she pulled it, a ham sausage rolled out of his pocket.

Fu Xing was stunned.

When he held the pocket watch, he couldn't help but glance at Cui Yuanjia more.

In such a weak moment, can you also take the sheep by the hand?

Cui Yuanjia's personal ability is ...... Steal?

After thinking for a moment, Fuxing's attention returned to the pocket watch.

[Name: Broken old pocket watch]

[Quality: Intermediate props, space type]

[Quantity: 1]

[Function: Move the pointer to store materials, one grid represents an empty space, when the pointer points to 12, that is, the non-storage state, that is, the storage limit is 12 items]

[Description: A must for lazy people]

This lazy person must be very spiritual.

After successfully obtaining the props, Fu Xing frowned slightly and glanced at Cui Yuanjia who was lying on the ground.

It's understandable that the NPC didn't notice that something was stolen by him, but the two intruders were taken away, and they didn't seem to realize that their things would be taken away by Cui Yuanjia, who was about to become alienated.

But...... At this time, why did Cui Yuanjia steal these things?

It's understandable to steal NPC items, but the things of the two interlopers seem to be very ordinary, and there is no need to go along with them.

After a pause, Fu Xing was not at ease and checked what was on his body.

It's all still there.

She flicked the pointer a few times and saved all the props in.

Cui Yuanjia lay there very quietly, and did not show anything abnormal.

After thinking about it, Fuxing still didn't stay in the quarantine area for too long.

She slung the watch around her neck, tucked it into her collar, and went back the way she came.

Back in the tent, Fuxing found that Qi Feng was also there.

Seeing Fu Xing staring at Qi Feng, Jiang Mo took the initiative to explain: "Brother Qi Feng saw someone coming to look for me, and he was afraid that I would have something to do alone, so he came over." ”

"Hmm." Fu Xing nodded and asked casually, "Have you given anything to someone?" ”

"Given." Jiang Mo nodded, "Not much, he didn't ask for much." ”

Fu Xing snorted.

The hand she had in her pocket rubbed the toffee lightly.

Originally, I wanted to give candy to children.

However, Bai Mao stood there without speaking, and completely let Jiang Mo explain the reason, but he was more like a child than Hei Tu, and he was still a little shy.