Until Xiaobao accompanied Su Zhiyuan back from the customer's house, his mind was still a piece of mush.

He secretly glanced at Ah Yuan, who was struggling with the sweet and sour fish, and his throat rolled unconsciously.

It's not human......

At least not a person he could understand.

After dinner, Su Zhiyuan unexpectedly rolled up his sleeves and took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

This frightened Xiao Bao who was waiting on the side, "Ah Yuan," Xiao Bao hurriedly stopped him and exclaimed, "What are you doing here?" ”

It made him feel like the only purpose of existence here was gone.

"When you're done, you'll go to bed," Su Zhiyuan thought for a while and added, "Let's sleep together, and then you remember to set the alarm clock and wake me up at 12 o'clock." ”

"You're going out so late?" Xiaobao asked.

But he was also used to Su Zhiyuan not giving an explanation, and after a simple cleanup, the two went upstairs to rest.

Xiaobao originally thought that he could sleep in the bedroom, so he deliberately changed into the newly bought clean pajamas, but Su Zhiyuan stared at his new pajamas for a while, made a "tsk" sound in his mouth, and then closed the bedroom door.

Leave Xiaobao messy in the living room by himself.

The first rule of Xiaobao's survival rule is to listen carefully to Ah Yuan's words.

The good habits in the abyss are also retained in real life.

Very seriously set two alarm clocks, Xiaobao fell asleep, half asleep, half awake, and was awakened by the alarm clock.

He pursed his lips and made himself sober, then went to knock on Su Zhiyuan's door, but what he didn't expect was that the door was not locked, and with a light push, it opened.

didn't walk in rashly, he stood at the door dutifully.

"Ah Yuan," he craned his neck and called softly, "It's time, are you awake?" ”

Su Zhiyuan lay flat on the mattress, as if he was dead.

"No," he didn't open his eyes, but his lips moved, "I'm still savoring." ”

Xiaobao: "....... Ah Yuan, are you so happy? ”

But Xiaobao knew very wisely that Ah Yuan must have woken him up at this time not only for the sake of skinning, but also for something important.

He swallowed and asked tentatively, "Is there anyone coming?" ”

"Customer?" He followed that line of thought and stroked downward......

Immediately after, his pupils shrank sharply.

What kind of customers are inconvenient to come during the day and must come secretly at midnight?

Xiaobao instantly thought of the rich woman's favorite codex on the case shelf.

Bah!

It is a medical certificate for a rich woman.

Most of them will get sick in the middle of the night, empty, lonely, and cold.

Immediately, his eyes when he looked at Su Zhiyuan changed.

Su Zhiyuan didn't care what Xiaobao was thinking, he lifted the quilt, sat up slowly, then left the mattress and stood up.

Then, in front of Xiaobao, he took off his pajamas and changed into a light sportswear.

Xiao Baohu stared at him suspiciously, and slowly, he also saw some signs.

His eyes widened, and he said loudly, "Ah Yuan, aren't you going to ...... again tonight?" ”

"Have you slept enough?" Su Zhiyuan glanced at him, and while squatting down to tie his shoelaces tightly, he interrupted his next words, "Don't sleep again tonight if you have slept enough." ”

"We've just come out of the abyss!" Xiaobao's whole body was about to collapse.

"Don't get excited," Su Zhiyuan, who had fastened his shoelaces, took out the yellowed notebook from the pocket of his previous clothes, checked it carefully, and put it away closely, "I'm not going to take you." ”

"No, Ah Yuan, it's not a question of whether to take me or not, you ......"

"Okay," Su Zhiyuan, who had checked everything, got back into the quilt again, and the residual heat inside couldn't help but make him moan comfortably, he pulled up the quilt and covered it to the position of his chin.

"I'm going to sleep," he said quietly.

Xiaobao knew that he couldn't resist Ah Yuan, so even if he wanted to stop him, he finally gave up, maybe ...... Ah Yuan has his own plans.

"Then Ah Yuan, pay attention to safety," he thought for a while, and suddenly reminded, "Also, don't think about saving people this time, just take care of yourself." ”

"Got it," Su Zhiyuan slowly closed his eyes, "Xiaobao, close the door from the outside, I want to ...... Slept. ”

In the dark, Su Zhiyuan's breathing was steady and even.

It's reassuring to listen to.

Gradually, he really fell asleep.

In his sleep, he dreamed that he slowly stood up, descended the stairs to the first floor, and pushed open the dark iron door again.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a cramped space.

A dim oil lamp burned overhead.

I don't know if it's because of the wind or the fuel itself, but the flames flicker.

The ceiling is very low, and in the dim light, you can see that the ceiling is covered with cobwebs, but fortunately, there are no spiders matching the cobwebs for the time being.

From the bottom of his heart, he hated those guys who had many legs and were as cute as they were hairy.

It was low, dim, and he twitched the tip of his nose, accompanied by ...... A strange smell.

The smell was no stranger to him.

Slowly, he lowered his head, finally confirming the location of this time.

“......”

He was in a cramped toilet.

Not only cramped, but also dirty.

The surrounding walls were splattered with unknown yellow stains.

There was only a thin wooden door in front of him, and there were still many burnt black scorch marks on the lower part of the wooden door.

He held his breath, pushed the door open, and walked out.

After a few steps, when he pushed open a green iron door, a place similar to a hall appeared in front of him, with an area of about 100 square meters.

The ground is dark, I don't know if it's cement, or some special material.

In short, it's very rough.

The tables, chairs and benches were also full of age, and even the table closest to him was covered with cracks, and there were residual cigarette oil stains on it that could no longer be erased.

In Su Zhiyuan's impression, he has never been to such a place, and he has only seen similar scenes in movies or TV series, all of which are old dramas with filters in the seventies or eighties.

It seems that this time, the time span he traveled through was relatively long.

He stood where he was and looked around briefly, this should be a hotel of decent size, and this floor is a hotel operated by the hotel.

He found the name of the hotel in a prominent location.

Anping Hostel.

The surroundings have been confirmed, and the next step is to meet up with your teammates on this mission.

Presumably they are also in this hostel.

There weren't many people eating around, and only three of the more than a dozen tables were occupied.

His gaze swept slowly.

Everyone was eating with their heads down, and no one noticed him.

He lifted his legs and walked in one direction, where there was no door, only a white curtain to block it.

As the only private room in this hostel, it is still simple.

Opened the blinds, and six or seven eyes shot straight inside.

Su Zhiyuan walked in without seeing it, pulled out a chair and sat down, the people inside were dressed in clothes that were obviously inconsistent with this era, they were the same as Su Zhiyuan, they were all from that world decades later.

Counting Su Zhiyuan, no more, no less.

Five males and three females.