As he said, Zhang Lan's identity is definitely not ordinary. Including his parents. They were just asleep, and the so-called "ghosts" themselves were something they could not perceive, so how could he say with such certainty that the ghosts were gone.

They may have a certain understanding of Zhang Lan's affairs...... He's right.

Chen Qing sighed, everything around him seemed to be real only himself, he shook his head, and his mouth was babbling: "I'm obviously a very ordinary person......"

He once said that he had seen himself, but he was clearly not in his memory.

Who the hell am I......

He reminisced about his past, he felt the truth coming back from his limbs, he smiled wryly, his past was vivid in front of him.

Fifteen years ago, my parents and I went south for a vacation, but the flight crashed due to a thunderstorm during the trip.

Although the two of them were fine, Chen Qing was in good health, but the impact of thunderstorms and wrecks was not so easy to eliminate.

Since then, the two have been running to the hospital twice in three days, and the operation has been completed from the beginning of the year.

In June of the following year, his father passed away, leaving behind three properties and a mother and son.

In December of the same year, his mother passed away, leaving behind the family property and depositing it in the foundation to take care of it.

In February of the following year, Chen Qing seemed to have been affected by the thunderstorm of that year, his physical function increased significantly, and his thinking logic skyrocketed, at this time he could already understand most of the content of advanced mathematics, and he was proficient in a language within a month.

But as time passed, Chen Qing began to have doubts about this situation.

His reception of "knowledge" is not like a process of "learning", it is not like going from 0 to 1, but like review.

He didn't need to understand it at all, because he knew it well.

The seventeenth time he used the physics formula he had seen at first glance to figure out the answer, he shut his mouth.

"I'm sorry, I don't know that."

That's what he said that day, including all the inquiries that followed.

"Maybe it's my talent."

In private, he said the same thing to himself.

But is this really talent?

He looked at the son born to his aunt and uncle under the same roof, and he frowned at the speed with which he accepted things.

He looked at the room full of curly hair, and he looked at the photograph of his parents leaning slightly forward with him.

He looked at their ancestral double eyelids, who they really were.

He thought about it for a long time, and between a DNA test and leaving alone, he chose the second option.

In February of the following year, he completed most of his practical physical chemistry courses, which also made him more suspicious of his identity.

He investigates the information of his parents, and he returns to his parents' graves.

They used to be highly talented students at prestigious universities, and they developed a habit of being busy since childhood.

But this is the kind of person who suddenly took his whole family to the south one day.

He didn't think it was a regular thing.

That night, the coffin he opened was empty, perhaps a rat had opened a hole, because it was said so underneath.

But he didn't observe the hole.

In March of the same year, he investigated his father's report of surgery in the hospital.

Obviously, many surgeries can be completed in a period of time, but they are split into more than half a year.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally suppressed his doubts in the bottom of his heart.

Yes, because there aren't so many puzzles in the world, and there aren't so many people who want to harm themselves.

In the first half of his life, he thought so.

"But it's different now...... There are a lot of bad guys out there right now...... There are so many shades, and they're all waiting to take a bite out of me. ”

He sighed and spread out the envelope in his hand.

"Northwest Road Street, No. 48 B1, open at two o'clock in the middle of the night, and enter after knocking on the landscape tree three times on the street."

In the first line, he marked the address of the so-called "nightclub".

On September 7, 1960, he was tasked with finding proof of Elden's undead, and the mission was completed.

Once inside, look for the third bartender from right to left and submit the quest item to him.

Employer remuneration is already in it. ”

This is followed by the third line: "Kill target: Investigator is 'famous', and when killed, he can obtain B-1930 from his brain."

He's me, he's my other self from containment.

But he's different from me, he's a real other me, and he's different from them......

He had to die, or he would ruin everything.

Containment effects in his possession: Replication, Rapid Recovery, Teleportation, Mind Reading. ”

He looked at the message in the letter and shook his head, the message from decades ago may have more than doubled now.

And he continued to look down, and the fourth line was the person he wanted to protect.

"I have a niece...... Maybe it's my niece, she has a very special birthmark on the back of her neck, in a triangular shape, if she's dead. Protect her offspring for three years and expose her to two extraordinary events.

If it's convenient...... I hope you're ...... when you pick up some easy nightclub quests Able to take her with you. ”

He sighed, and the rest was useless information, such as the distribution of investigator ranks in the nightclub, and the division of forces.

With this information, at least he won't be blinded and die in a nightclub when he submits the task......

He sighed and lit up the mobile phone that had been charged at the bedside for a long time, and it was already evening dusk, although he was hungry, he really didn't have the strength to go out to eat.

Just as he hesitated, the door lock of the rental house rang out.

The sound was not like a pick, but the sound of a key inserting and twisting mechanism.

"Chen Qing?"

Her voice came from outside the door, and Chen Qing, who got up slightly, was relieved to lie down again.

"Where did you get the keys to my house?"

He frowned and looked at Jiang Wan, who was walking towards him.

"I took it from the landlord, and when she saw me in my uniform, she didn't ask me what I was doing with the keys."

With food in her mouth, she put the fast food in her hand on the table.

"it...... This aunt ......" He pinched his eyebrows, it really hurt a little.

"Aren't you hungry?" She smiled and digressed: "I'm hungry enough." I've just come back to you after typing the report, eat quickly! ”

Hearing this, he looked at the food on the table, and saw that Jiang Wan had already eaten by herself, so he also took the box of lunch to the kitchen and transferred the rice to his own bowl.

"What, and cleanliness? I also changed it to my own bowl. ”

Chen Qing smiled weirdly and explained: "It's not that I'm afraid that you will poison me, test the poison first." ”

As he said this, he sat down at the table and began to eat.

Halfway through dinner, Jiang Wan wiped her mouth clean before asking Chen Qing with a little curiosity.

"You're in the Backrooms...... What happened? Why would I be so slow to leave. ”

He listened to the question, but instead asked Chen Qing: "When you leave...... What is it like? ”

She frowned, but she also answered the other party's question first: "I saw a road, and I walked more than ten meters back to the school."

When I opened my eyes, I was standing on the path behind the mountain of No. 4 Middle School. ”

He nodded, and began to answer the other person's question: "The way you left was wrong. ”

"Wrong...... Wrong?! Her eyes widened, a little frightened.

"Yes, but it's not a big problem, the rules in that Backroom aren't that strict...... In fact, the wrong password just kicks you out early, and the correct password goes to the next round, which is why it takes so long. ”

Jiang Wan hesitated for a moment, looking a little annoyed: "Why is it wrong." ”

"Because it's a mirrored world, and everything is divided by two.

So you have to multiply the number of pillars by two. ”

Jiang Wan was stunned: "But ahead!" ”

"So there's a half-turned entity attacking us in front.

Because they were divided into two.

In the final level they are a whole, so you don't feel like they exist. ”

Her face turned a little pale when she heard this, and she clearly remembered that when she looked up at the sky, there were only herself and Chen Qing in the sky.

"Yes, it's just the two of us." He laughed and continued: "But there's nothing to talk about later, someone created this backroom in an attempt to transmit information, and the information is also with me, because it is a backroom made from non-cultural heritage, so there is actually no shrine.

It's over when I beat the level. ”

Her expression was a little pale, but she was also interested in Chen Qing's words: "Information? What information. ”

He shook his head and replied to Jiang Wan: "A dying man's words are just a few words.

He gave me an address where we could go and see tomorrow night. ”

"At night?" She frowned, obviously surprised.

"In broad daylight, do you think it's a good match for our identity?" Chen glanced at her innocently: "It's already good that we don't have gossip on our heads and step on the breeze, what else do you want." Respect the industry we are exposed to, you are. ”

She crooked her mouth, but she couldn't refute the question, being a thief......

It's not a thief, it's natural that the fewer people who do this kind of thing, the more comfortable they are.

It's normal to travel at night.

"But why tomorrow?" She tilted her head, puzzled.

But as soon as Chen Qing heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes from her: "Eldest sister, you are wearing a uniform, don't wait to scare everyone away."

And ......"

He hesitated for a moment and replied to Jiang Wan, "I'm sleepy." ”

"You fart."

"I'm so sleepy."

"I'm so sleepy, I'll keep you to sleep! Personal beauty bodyguard, oh, if you reward yourself, I can also treat it as if I didn't see it. ”

"Tsk."

He hesitated for a moment, but he really lay down on the bed and began to rest.

But who is he, he is Chen Qing.

Is he the kind of person who can be restrained by a little girl?

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, after he had really slept for six hours, Chen Qing opened his eyes and looked into the room illuminated by the moonlight.

"Tsk. This person doesn't help clean up the table after eating. ”