Meng Fang walked out of the house and walked towards Zhang Yu.
She hadn't had a good rest for two days, and her face looked particularly haggard. However, when she looked at Zhang Yu, she didn't show any signs of shrinking.
"You want to take care of it?" Zhang Yu looked at Meng Fang sideways.
He could see that although Meng Fang was experienced in dealing with ghost stories, she could never beat him in terms of physical strength.
Meng Fang naturally knew this.
"I don't want us to kill each other." She said calmly, "That would not be good for anyone."
If the strong man's plan really succeeds tonight.
From now on, the apparent balance among all investigators will be broken.
You don't even need to be weird, everyone can fight each other and commit suicide.
Zhang Yu sneered and said nothing.
He doesn't care.
For him, the most dangerous thing is weirdness, and as for others, he can just tame them with his fists.
Meng Fang sighed imperceptibly.
"I can exchange the information I discovered." Meng Fang said, "It will definitely be useful to you."
Zhang Yu became interested this time and asked: "What?"
Meng Fang said: "You let them take a bath first."
Zhang Yu thought for a while, but without asking Meng Fang to speak first, he stepped aside from the door.
Only then did the three people in the dormitory dare to take a shower.
The one with injured ribs endured the pain and moved to the bathroom.
"Can we talk now?"
Meng Fang nodded lightly and said honestly: "You must also know very well that one of the breeding tasks is to feed those things."
Meng Fang didn't know what language to use to describe the monsters raised in the production base, so she could only talk about those things.
Meng Fang works at the milk production base, and Xing Hongqin works at the pumpkin production base.
The milk production base raises a group of snails, each of which is as big as an adult cow.
These giant snails, which are beyond the comprehension of normal people, can squeeze "milk" from the "shell" carried on their backs.
The pumpkin production base where Xing Hongqin works raises a group of skinny black cats.
Every black cat has a pumpkin head on its head, and these pumpkin heads are even growing. They seem to be parasitic on the body of the black cat, sucking the flesh and blood of the black cat to feed their own parasites.
When the pumpkin grows large enough, the stems of the melon are ripe and fall off from the black cat's body, and a new, small, newborn pumpkin will grow on the black cat's neck. This goes on and on forever.
However, these monsters all have one thing in common, that is, they avoid humans like them.
It wasn't fear, but it was like there was something smelly about them.
Of course everyone thought this was good at first, after all, they didn’t want to come into contact with these disgusting things.
However, when the director of the production department assigned them the task of feeding.
Everyone soon discovered that it would definitely become more and more difficult to complete the feeding within the limited time while being hidden by these monsters.
Zhang Yu has already exchanged jobs with the man with glasses.
One of his tasks now is breeding.
He also realized this, looked at Meng Fang suspiciously, and asked, "Do you have any idea?"
Meng Fang said: "They like the smell of shower gel."
Zhang Yu narrowed his eyes, "On the first night, you said you couldn't use shower gel, right?"
Meng Fang was honest, looked at him and said calmly: "There is no rule in the dormitory about whether shower gel can be used or not. It is just the speculation of the first person to enter the bathroom."
"If you don't believe me, I also have a note on the 'milk production base' for your reference."
After saying that, Meng Fang took out a card from his pocket.
Zhang Yu grabbed it and said to Meng Fang, "Thank you." He had no intention of handing it back.
Meng Fang frowned and looked at him.
Zhang Yu looked back at her with no trace of shame on his face.
Finally, Meng Fang lowered her eyes and took a step back.
"Give it back to me when you've finished reading it."
Watching Zhang Yu enter the dormitory, Meng Fang stood there quietly blowing the night breeze for a while.
Then, he walked toward the dormitory at the end of the corridor, closest to the bathroom.
She reached out and gently knocked on Wang Qing's door.
"I have already told him the function of that thing." Meng Fang said to Wang Qing.
Wang Qing, who had just made an appointment with Bai Menglu, Xiao Lin, and Xu Youyou to take a shower, wiped his dripping hair with a towel while looking at Meng Fang in confusion.
"What?"
Meng Fang stood quietly in front of the door, her lips slightly pursed and her eyes lowered, her expression so calm that it could be called docile.
"I have already revealed one or two issues about shower gel and shampoo to Zhang Yu," Meng Fang said.
Meng Fang knew that the woman named Wang Qing in front of her was probably the most powerful investigator in this strange story.
Not to mention, she dared to take the initiative to sleep in the same room with Xu Youyou when no one came forward; she took the unconscious Bai Monroe back from the office even though she knew it was very dangerous.
On the first day, Wang Qing reminded Bai Menglu that the shower gel and shampoo in the bathroom could not be used.
Around that time, Wang Qing had already guessed the specific usage of shower gel and shampoo without seeing the specific rules.
Without Wang Qing's reminder, Meng Fang might have regarded shower gel and shampoo as completely harmless things when she got the piece of paper with the precautions for the "Milk Production Base".
However, it was precisely because of Wang Qing's reminder on the first day that Meng Fang thought of more.
"They" do like the smell of shower gel and shampoo, and using a small amount will also be helpful in feeding them.
But what if this "love" goes too far?
Meng Fang did not tell Zhang Yu about her further speculation.
As for how Zhang Yu will use it and whether he can control the dosage, that is not something she will interfere with.
But, after all, it was Wang Qing who suggested that everyone should not use shower gel and shampoo.
Presumably at that time, Wang Qing held the beautiful idea of sharing the rules he found and overcoming difficulties together.
It has been so long since the ghost stories came to this world, it is rare to see such a noble person.
Meng Fang felt that if she did such a thing, it would be best to inform Wang Qing.
After all, what she did definitely went against Wang Qing's original intention.
Meng Fang did not expect her and Wang Qing's ideas to be compatible, but at least the two sides should not have differences or even hostility because of Zhang Yu.
Therefore, she appeared in front of Wang Qing's door and honestly stated what she had done.
I hope to gain Wang Qing’s understanding.
However, not to Meng Fang's expectation, after she said those words, Wang Qing's expression became visibly complicated.
"You -" Wang Qing held the towel to wipe his hair and did not move for a long time. After a long time, he hesitated and said, "You know everything?"
Wang Qing was so panicked. Didn't he ask the housekeeper to replace all the dirty shower gel and shampoo?
Why, were you still discovered?
Meng Fang nodded slightly and said: "You have made it so obvious, and it can be roughly deduced."
Seeing that Wang Qing didn't speak, Meng Fang pursed her lips. Even though she had experienced many storms, her expression at this moment could not help but be a little nervous.
"I know what you mean. It was too presumptuous of me to do such a thing... I only disclosed this matter to Zhang Yu. I hope you can understand."
