Wu Xiaoxie took the plate in A-Ning's hand, pushed the video recorder, and was about to press it to play, but A-Ning suddenly stopped him.

"I think you should watch this before watching the footage." After speaking, he handed over a squarely folded piece of paper.

Wu Xiaoxie was puzzled, "What?" ”

I opened it in my hand and saw that it was a list for sending couriers, and when I looked closely, the name written on it turned out to be himself, and a cold sweat came out of the corner of his forehead.

"What's up there?" Seeing his reaction, the fat man also leaned over to take a look, and said in surprise, "You sent it?" ”

"It's not me!" Wu Xiaoye hurriedly shook his head and denied, "I didn't send it, this is definitely not what I sent." ”

A-Ning nodded, "I know it wasn't sent by you, but the person who sent the courier may have something to do with you." ”

Wu Xiaoxie felt a little wronged, "Then what did he do with my name?" ”

A-Ning took the list and folded it away, "The person who sent the courier did this, obviously to make sure that this thing could reach me." ”

"What's in there?" The fat man was really curious, he had only heard Wu Xiaoxie and the others talk about the video before, but he hadn't had time to watch it yet.

A Ning glanced at Wu Xiaoxie with a strange look in his eyes, "It's indescribable, it's better for you to see it with your own eyes." ”

Wu Xiaoxie glanced at Zhang Qixun and whispered, "Do you think, will it be the follow-up?" ”

A-Ning suddenly sharpened his eyes and narrowed his eyes, "What follow-up?" Look at your expressions, you seem to know something. ”

Zhang Qixun ignored her, walked over and patted Wu Xiaoxie on the shoulder to show comfort, "Is it not, you can only know if you have seen it." ”

The fat man was too lazy to listen to them play dumb riddles, and he had already pressed the game with his hand.

The sound of a brush rubbing against paper sounded on the video recorder, and at first it was a gray-white picture of snowflakes flickering.

After a few minutes, the footage appeared, but the location of the shooting had changed significantly.

The picture is always still, occasionally flashing suddenly like a jam, which scares people's hearts.

The fat man quickly lost his breath, "I said, Miss Aning, aren't you in a hurry to see that we are naïve and accidentally took the wrong plate?" ”

A-Ning ignored him, and as the progress bar advanced little by little, his expression gradually became serious.

The fat man pursed his lips, feeling bored, scratching and scratching, there seemed to be thorns under his buttocks, and he couldn't sit comfortably.

So he got up and walked outside to get a pot of tea, turned over the teacup on the small table, and poured a cup for Wu Xiaoxie and Zhang Qixun.

Just as he was about to pour a glass for A-Ning with great mercy, the table suddenly shook violently, and the small porcelain cup that had not yet been filled with water was shaken.

The fat man was startled and hurriedly asked what was wrong.

Wu Xiaoxie's arm pressed on the table, and the sudden shadow that popped out made his hand shake uncontrollably.

Zhang Qixun made a silent gesture and pointed to the TV, telling the fat man not to speak.

On the screen, in the shadows of the corner of the room, a rickety gray shadow, as if drunk, walked extremely slowly.

When it moved to the center of the frame, the light from the window came in, and the shadow turned white, like a human-like creature, wrapped in a rough hospital gown, squirming on the ground little by little.

The whole process lasted for more than ten minutes, and it was not until the mass that seemed to be a human crawled out of the picture that several people quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the messy hair hung down to cover his face, he couldn't tell whether this person was Huo Ling or not, and he didn't even know whether he was a man or a woman.

Wu Xiaoxie guessed that if it was really Huo Ling, then she was locked up in another place by the evil forces in the dark after combing her hair and was subjected to some kind of inhuman abuse or torture, so that she couldn't even walk the most basic?

A series of psychological questions popped up, but there were no answers.

Then there was another long wait.

A-Ning reversed the tape and watched it again.

Asked Wu Xiaoxie, "Did you see anything?" ”

There was a hint of urgency and expectation in her eyes, but unfortunately Wu Xiaoxie shook her head blankly.

Ah Ning was a little disappointed, withdrew the tape and replaced it with another set, and gave Wu Xiaoxie a preventive injection in advance, "Be mentally prepared, what you see next may be (this chapter is not over!)" )

Chapter 8: The Same Face

Let you ...... Well...... Some are hard to accept. ”

The fat man squinted, "What, look down on people, right, our Comrade Xiao Wu has also stepped on the snowy mountains upward, conquered the angry sea downward, kicked the zongzi, tore the forbidden mother-in-law, and has seen the big scene. ”

Zhang Qixun nodded, "That's right." ”

The fat man glanced at A-Ning proudly.

A-Ning rolled her eyes and pushed the tape in to play it.

Wu Xiaoye was a little speechless, "Okay, don't be embarrassed by the two of you, watch the video carefully." ”

The footage is shaking all the time, as if someone is adjusting the position of the camera.

After a few minutes, the camera stabilized, and then, an unkempt human face stretched out from below, too close, and his facial features were a little out of focus, so he couldn't see clearly, but it was certain that this person was not Huo Ling.

Wu Xiaoxie was a little relieved, if Huo Ling really became this virtue, then Chen Wenjin and they might not be much better, if you want the third uncle to know, you won't have to cry and faint.

Every time he is nervous, his mind tends to diverge into boundless places.

Shaking his head, he focused himself and kept his eyes on the screen again.

The picture flickered again, and the man's face suddenly jumped to the center of the room as if he were teleporting, and his vision suddenly became clear.

The fat man suddenly screamed, jumped up from the chair, looked at the screen, and then looked at Wu Xiaoxie's face, with a hellish expression.

At this moment, Wu Xiaoxie had no time to take care of anything else, and after seeing that face clearly, he was like a nail made of nine-foot ice that was suddenly fixed in place, his whole body was cold, his brain was directly frozen, he couldn't move, and he even forgot to breathe.

"Innocent!"

"Wu Xie! That's not you! Be obedient, close your eyes, don't think about anything, take a deep breath, relax, relax. Zhang Qixun immediately noticed that something was wrong with Wu Xiaoxi, and reacted quickly, pinching people while patting Wu Xiaoxie's back to help him calm down.

At this time, Wu Xiaoxie's thinking was completely frozen, and his body subconsciously followed the instructions, and gradually, his pale and blue face slowly eased, and his lips also had a little blood.

The fat man hurriedly handed over a cup of warm tea, and Zhang Jixun took it and fed it carefully.

Wu Xiaoxie coughed twice, his body was still trembling slightly because of the stress, and he didn't have any strength, so he slid down the chair as soon as he let go.

Zhang Qixun could only pick him up, let the fat man press his shoulders to fix him, and wait for him to recover by himself.

A Ning stood aside, very at a loss, obviously she didn't expect Wu Xiaoxie to have such a big reaction.

Chapter 8: The Same Face