Yan Cheng speaks English with a special sense of sexiness.

The cold timbre, the clean and neat speed of speech, there is no deliberate pretentiousness, and it is refreshing from beginning to end, which makes people feel good when they listen to it.

However, Zhong Jiuyin couldn't understand his few words of bird language, and after listening to it, he blocked the charm of his English speech very well, and grasped the central idea in one fell swoop.

"I didn't say that the mask would necessarily bring any definite good news, and the reason why a clue is a clue is that it has to be verified whenever possible. It's not a good habit to be anxious before doing something. ”

It's not over.

Yan Cheng's eyebrows were slightly raised, because he was standing with Zhong Jiuyin squatting, and when he lowered his eyes slightly, he looked like a silk flower who had no idea and sincerely listened to suggestions.

"Yes, you have a point."

The eyes of the two men met, as if something inexplicable was sprouting in the air.

When the gaze is staggered, that feeling disappears strangely.

Ai Yuanyuan interjected in the middle and said, "So we're going to find a mask now?" But the radio has not sounded, which means that we have not guessed the key plot yet. Now out there, it's... Treat the symptoms but not the root cause, right? ”

"I think the clues we've analyzed are already ahead of this part of the plot." Yuan Yi's words were biased towards Zhong Jiuyin, and he shook the communicator in his hand very actively.

"So we can quickly pass the key points of the plot, and then go out to find a mask, plus Ai Yuanyuan's golden finger, maybe we can always be ahead of the plot."

Ai Yuanyuan frowned: "Then have you figured out that key point?" When the writer opens the door and sees a corpse on the ground, what will he say in fear? We guessed the captain and found the communicator, but it didn't work. ”

"Don't worry, it will definitely work." Yuan Yi has a good mentality, and he will not be anxious when he encounters trouble, and he can convey healthy and positive emotional values to people.

"First of all, we can summarize what we just found and try them one by one to see if the keywords were not correct and the broadcast was not triggered."

As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Zhong Jiuyin.

It is much more difficult to show yourself in front of a group of people in front of the camera than to solve a problem in front of the whole class on the podium, not to mention that there is a big coffee here, and every time you make a long speech, it feels like you are getting an axe at the door of the class.

He needed a little encouragement, even if it was a casual look to show they were listening.

Zhong Jiuyin has the habit of looking at other people's eyes and listening to others, so he immediately received his eyes, raised his chin lazily at him, and motioned him to continue.

Eyes are instantaneous, and only those who pay attention to them can find out.

Yan Cheng looked right, and when he lowered his eyes, the camera couldn't shoot him in the direction of focus, his face did not move, his eyes looked to the right, and his eyes flickered over Zhong Jiuyin's face.

She rested her elbows on her knees, lazily resting her cheeks, her fingertips touching her ears, and touching her pinna.

It's probably because the skin in that area is cool to the touch.

There are a lot of small movements, but just looking at her expression doesn't seem like a distraction, because she listens to other people's speeches very carefully, and her eyes are also staring, as if she is an aid to hearing.

I didn't see her take him so seriously, the last time she was talking and eating snacks in the video, the last time she was even more perfunctory, and she was still watching something ancient.

… Why should he compare this kind of thing, adding to the annoyance.

Retracting his gaze, Yan Cheng lifted his eyelids normally again and looked at the lens directly in front of him.

After standing for a long time, he was uncomfortable, so he changed his position so that his legs could rotate the load.

But after a few seconds, he changed back to his original standing position, and changed back and forth, but he felt uncomfortable standing no matter how he stood up.

Yuan Yi couldn't control his grin, and his characteristic fangs were exposed, like a big dog who had been praised and wanted to wag his tail, and he was pleasing to look at.

"When we walked into this place, we first found corpses in one place, all dressed in gorgeous dresses and masks, and blood was flowing all over the ground."

He described it in as much detail as possible, expecting a certain sentence to activate the plot reminder.

"Then we found the captain, lying flat in the middle of the corpse, wearing the same white mask as Chris, covering the entire face, only the eyes showed two black hole sockets, and he was also holding a communicator, presumably to contact whom? The corpses here are two more females according to the principle of male and female pairing, and we guess that the murderer took another mask......"

"Ding Dong-" plot hint is back online.

Yuan Yi's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhong Jiuyin again.

Zhong Jiuyin gave him a thumbs up, then stood up and listened.

However, after squatting for a long time, her legs were a little numb, and a feeling of electricity rushed from the soles of her feet to her brain, numb to the blackness of her eyes, and then turned into flashing black and white snowflakes.

But she didn't stumble or fall, she just stood there like a zombie—

It's still the kind of zombie in Plants vs. Zombies, Yan Cheng thought.

He reached out to help, put his hand lightly under her elbow, and asked, "Leg numbness?" ”

Everyone else looked at them, and Liang Zhi's eyes were slightly better.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't catch it, and after blinking it twice, he almost recovered, and followed that hand all the way to see his face.

The broadcast was already prompting the plot, Yan Cheng saw that she was fine, politely withdrew her hand, and tilted her head slightly to listen to the director's voice in the sky, with a natural expression.

It seems that it is an ordinary behavior under the rule of "Lady with legs, everyone is responsible", without any personal emotion.

Zhong Jiuyin looked at him for a second longer, his gaze rubbed over his gently swallowed slightly undulating Adam's apple, and then slowly withdrew it.

"Trigger the key plot."

“… The writer grabbed the cook's arm tightly, her voice trembling as she spoke, and she said: 'Everybody... All of them are dead... Will we also... That mask! It's the white mask again, it's exactly the same! ’”

It's really a mask thing, but the key word is [exactly the same white mask].

The cook was a little impatient, and was about to get rid of her, but when he heard the words, he didn't care about her, and immediately looked at the corpse in the middle.

"'It's the captain.' The chef said in a heavy tone. Alert to each other, they cautiously walked in and stood beside the captain's corpse. The chef found the communicator he had in hand, picked it up and flipped it over to observe. ”

The painter looked at the mask on the captain's face with fear, and suddenly with a sigh, leaned against the dancer, and hesitated in a soft voice: ......"

It's time for Zhong Jiuyin to play personally.

"What can you find by looking at the captain's mask?" Yuan Yi thought for her, "We already know that this mask is the same as Chris's mask. ”

The more he talked, the less opportunities Ai Yuanyuan had to perform, and after him, he had to think hard to come up with something meaningful.

"The mask looks fine, is there something strange under the mask or around it?"

After finishing speaking, I remembered, "No, this is a personal task, the point where the gold coin gap is widened, how can we help think?" If you want to work together, it should also be after Zhong Jiuyin answers. ”

He also looked at Yuan Yi and said, "It's you, who helped so actively, and brought me into the ditch." ”

Actively helping, why should he actively help?

People who have ideas in their hearts always diverge one sentence into three sentences to ponder, Yuan Yi is like being poked by someone, and he doesn't dare to look at Zhong Jiuyin.

Yan Cheng, on the other hand, lowered his eyes and stared between them for a moment.

A handsome and cheerful boy, a dazzling beautiful girl, and a one-sided shy and undaring look can pull up a love network, so that people can know what's going on at a glance.

— but only unilaterally.

Zhong Jiuyin's reaction to being kissed was different from others, and it was difficult to say that she couldn't understand Yuan Yi's performance.

Yan Cheng retracted his gaze and unconsciously licked the corner of his lower lip.

(End of chapter)