Wang Qing felt very complicated.
"Can I ask why you did this?" Wang Qing asked.
Meng Fang sighed softly and said, "I can't be as noble-minded and kind to everyone as you are."
"However, I admit that I am not a despicable person. I just hope that as many people as possible can pass the level in the end."
Meng Fang raised her eyes, looked directly at Wang Qing, and said in an extremely firm and decisive tone: "Therefore, I must resolve the unstable factors as soon as possible."
Wang Qing fell into deep thought after hearing this.
Judging from what Meng Fang meant, she hoped that most of the interns could pass the assessment and stay on the farm this time?
That’s right, it’s so hard to find a job now.
As for Zhang Yu, Wang Qing also had some impressions. She had seen him bullying his roommates before.
Presumably Meng Fang didn't want Zhang Yu's behavior to affect the impression of all the interns in the minds of the leaders.
Wang Qing can quite understand Meng Fang's thoughts.
"But how can you be sure that telling him will eliminate unstable factors?"
Wang Qing can understand Meng Fang's motives, but this behavior is still not very convincing!
If Zhang Yu didn't mind the fact that shampoo and shower gel were not clean, then even if Meng Fang said it, it would be of no use.
Upon hearing Wang Qing's inquiry, Meng Fang's expression became more respectful and cautious.
"I'm not entirely sure. It's more of a gamble than an attempt."
Meng Fang bet that Zhang Yu would use those shower gel and shampoo and end up playing with fire and burning himself.
Wang Qing: "...Okay, whatever you want."
Meng Fang relaxed visibly and said quickly: "Thank you for your understanding."
Meng Fang could see that from beginning to end, Wang Qing did not show strong dissatisfaction with what she did.
It seems that although Wang Qing is kind, she is not a holy mother.
That's right, people like Wang Qing naturally have the ideal of saving the world and saving people, but if they have noble ideals, they can't live long in strange talk.
When it is time to cut it off, it is the kingly way.
Meng Fang carefully evaluated Wang Qing in her heart.
Seeing Meng Fang preparing to leave, Wang Qing quickly stopped her: "Wait!"
Meng Fang stopped, looked up at her, her expression tensed up again, and asked in a low voice, "What else do you want?"
Wang Qing always felt uncomfortable listening to her talk.
The housekeeper always yells "you, you, you, you", so forget it. Why does Meng Fang also have this problem?
Wang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and made a guess: "Are you from Beijing?"
Meng Fang was suddenly startled and opened her eyes wide, "How did you know?!"
People who enter the same ghost story often come from different cities.
Most likely, I don’t even know it in reality.
What's more, what is introduced is not the weird stories of one's own country, but the weird stories of other countries.
Without being able to understand a foreign language or even understand the rules, he died on the first day.
Due to the uncertainty of many things in the ghost story.
Sometimes, there will be situations where investigators become grudged against each other after clearing the monster story.
Because of this, these investigators, who originally came from different regions and did not know each other, rarely disclosed their actual identity information.
In the whole strange story, no one except Xing Hongqin knew that Meng Fang was from Beijing.
Therefore, when Wang Qing revealed Meng Fang's origin, Meng Fang would be so surprised.
Wang Qing is so powerful!
"Ah, it's nothing, I'll just take a guess." Wang Qing wiped his hair with a towel and said.
Her tone was very casual, she even had a faint, friendly smile on her face, and her face and eyes did not fall on Meng Fang.
However, a strange sense of awe and fear arose in Meng Fang's heart.
Wang Qing was warning her.
A seemingly casual sentence actually contains a mystery.
Wang Qing must know a lot.
Not only her region, but also her age, education, actual job, and even a more detailed address, Wang Qing may have already deduced it.
After all, she has shown great strength since she first entered Kaitan - reasoning about the truth is also part of her strength.
Wang Qing was using these words to tell her that everything about her was already under Wang Qing's control.
At the same time, it is also a warning.
Taking action against Zhang Yu without authorization is only allowed to happen once.
Meng Fang stared at Wang Qing.
Wang Qing's side face was facing her, and his freshly washed hair was still wet.
In the darkness of the night, Wang Qing held a snow-white towel and wiped his damp hair nonchalantly.
Wang Qing's eyes didn't know where they were, or they were wandering and looking at nothing.
The sound was also like a drifting wind.
"Actually, the shower gel and shampoo are just temporary problems...it won't take long and they will be solved."
Wang Qing's extremely calm voice fell into Meng Fang's ears.
"Some people who shouldn't have entered the farm have come in. Get rid of these guys and everything will be over."
Meng Fang's heart suddenly shook.
Could it be that what Wang Qing told her were the rules for clearing the ghost story? !
Meng Fang quickly lowered her head and whispered: "I understand."
Wang Qing added: "You can trust the housekeeper more. At least, compared with outsiders, colleagues on the farm are more trustworthy."
"yes."
Meng Fang walked back to her dormitory while thinking about Wang Qing's words.
Yang Yue's condition got even worse.
Xing Hongqin sat by the bed and looked at Meng Fang who walked in from the door, her expression obviously unhappy.
"Back?" Xing Hongqin raised her eyebrows slightly.
Meng Fang nodded and said, "Yes, I gave that rule to Zhang Yu."
Xing Hongqin pursed her lips and said nothing.
Meng Fang sat down next to her and continued: "Then, I went to find Wang Qing."
"Are you crazy?!" Xing Hongqin's eyes widened, her pupils slightly dilated due to excessive shock, and she shouted in disbelief.
Both of them recognized that Wang Qing was the most powerful investigator in this strange story, and they both tried their best to avoid conflicts with Wang Qing.
Meng Fang took the initiative to find Wang Qing after dealing with Zhang Yu, which was undoubtedly a dangerous act.
Meng Fang acted calmly.
"Wouldn't Wang Qing be able to discover some things if she didn't tell her? Everything is under her control, me and you - no one is exception."
Xing Hongqin remained silent.
Meng Fang continued: "Moreover, she already knows the specific way to leave the ghost story."
"So fast?" Xing Hongqin said in surprise.
Meng Fang lowered her eyes, "I suspect that Wang Qing is not an ordinary investigator."
"You mean...?"
"Decryptor."
Only this answer can explain why Wang Qing is so powerful.
Even experienced investigators like Xing Hongqin and Meng Fang are not yet qualified to join the ranks of "decryptors".
"Then she's lucky. When she arrived, she got such a powerful thigh."
Xing Hongqin laughed, and Meng Fang knew she was talking about Bai Menglu.
Meng Fang herself had to admire Bai Menglu's good luck.
Bai Monroe sat on the bed, holding a piece of paper in her hand.
It was already very late at night, the lights were turned off, and the room was dark. Where the wardrobe originally stood, there was only dried blood stains that could not be cleaned away.
Xiao Lin, who was sitting on the bed next to him, was tired after a day's work and soon fell into a deep sleep, with a slight snore coming from the room.
Bai Menglu then slowly unfolded the note in her hand.
It was left by the woman who entered the office.
At that time, the sound of high heels passed through her side, and the woman walked towards the desk.
Although Bai Monroe lowered her head and couldn't see the situation clearly, she could clearly hear the sound of the drawer being pulled.
The woman seemed to be looking for something, but she couldn't open the drawer after pulling it for a long time.
Her high heels clicked and spun around the entire office. The dog barked intermittently, but it never entered the office and just lingered at the door.
It was as if there was an invisible barrier blocking the dog's entry.
Bai Monroe lay on the ground and kept wiping the small piece of floor tile in front of her with her sleeves.
She only felt her heart pounding so hard that it almost burst out of her throat.
In her head, the alarm bell called "danger" kept ringing, irritating her eyes with black eyes, and the familiar feeling of vomiting came over again.
The vomit that had rushed to her throat was swallowed back by her again, and her throat was burning with pain as stomach acid rolled over it.
Finally, the woman wearing high heels seemed to have found nothing she wanted to find in the office and was ready to leave.
The footsteps were gradually approaching the door, and suddenly stopped again.
The woman turned back.
"Da da da--"
The sound of high heels was getting closer.
Finally, it stopped in front of Bai Monroe.
"The work here is not easy, do you want to leave?"
The woman's voice was very familiar, somewhat elegant and gentle.
Bai Monroe recognized this woman as the previous Ms. Sun.
Bai Menglu lowered her head and could no longer see clearly. She just relied on instinct and wiped the floor tiles with her sleeves.
"As long as you do me a favor, I can send you away from here."
"Of course this is a little secret between us, and we must never tell anyone."
The woman handed a note to Bai Monroe and then left.
Bai Menglu grabbed the note and suddenly lost all strength. Her vision went dark and she fell to the ground unconscious.
When he woke up again, he was carried back to the dormitory by Wang Qing.
Listening to Xiaolin's sleeping breathing next to him.
Bai Menglu looked down at the note in her hand.
"Find the second volume of the Farm Workers' Code."
There was only one sentence on the note.
Rule 31, [There is no separate volume of this code. 】
Early the next morning, everyone got up and went to work as usual.
Even when Xiao Lin was folding the quilt, he couldn't help but complain to Bai Menglu.
"Actually, apart from being a bit dangerous, why do I feel that working here is easier than working outside?"
The work system is 8 hours a day, and the boss does not require overtime work. You can get off work when the time is right.
There are also canteens and dormitories that provide food and accommodation.
Isn't this easier than working in 996 outside?
And apart from the death on the first day, things didn’t seem to be as dangerous as expected after that.
Bai Menglu was speechless: "...Okay, okay, I will increase your salary by 25% when you go back."
The 20% promised at the beginning was increased by 5 points.
Xiao Lin was very happy, "Hey! Okay! Thank you, Sister Monroe."
The two of them were going out relaxedly and went downstairs to the cafeteria. However, they noticed that four people were missing after one night.
The fat man, the man with glasses, Zhang Yu, and the man whose ribs were injured by Zhang Yu's kick yesterday.
It wasn't until everyone had had breakfast that they all left the canteen and went to work.
Bai Menglu didn't have to go to work because she had a leave request in her hand and stayed in the staff dormitory.
Bai Menglu was thinking about what to do.
Zhang Yu, the fat man, and the man with glasses opened the door of the canteen and walked in.
Bai Menglu was taken aback.
After not seeing him for just one night, Zhang Yu seemed to have been sucked dry of his energy.
The eye sockets are sunken, with two huge dark circles hanging below the eye sockets, the cheekbones protruding from the cheeks, the color is pale and strange, and the steps are extremely frivolous.
Zhang Yu didn't seem to notice. He walked to the canteen and sat down as usual. While waiting for the bespectacled man to get instant noodles, he twisted his neck.
"I don't know if I had a stiff neck last night. Why is my neck so sore? My whole body is sore. Is it because I'm tired from work these days?"
Zhang Yu muttered to himself strangely, glanced at the fat man again, and kicked him out of habit.
"Come here and give me a squeeze on your shoulder."
The fat man looked like he was used to being enslaved, and stood up to help Zhang Yu squeeze his shoulders.
The whole day passed without any unusual incident.
The only strange thing is that the unlucky guy whose ribs were broken by Zhang Yu's kick last night never showed up.
His roommates also said that they returned to the dormitory as usual after taking a shower last night, and found that he was missing when they woke up in the morning.
Everyone was surprised until they opened the bathroom door in the evening.
"ah--"
Meng Fang and others were the first to go to the bathroom to take a shower.
Yang Yue was right next to her, and immediately saw the man turned into a mop.
Meng Fang instinctively turned around, trying to block Yang Yue's eyes, but it was too late.
Yang Yue fell to the ground, and a stream of warm, light yellow liquid slowly flowed out from under her body.
The man who had been made into a mop was leaning against the corner, head down and feet up.
Men have too little hair to make a mop.
So, half of his skull was cut off and the mop was stuffed inside.
The blood dyed the ground red.
Another incandescent lamp overhead broke.
The bathroom seemed darker than before.
Meng Fang helped Yang Yue up and took her back to the dormitory.
Seeing that Yang Yue still looked frightened and uneasy, he sighed and asked Xing Hongqin to pour water.
He turned around and didn't notice that Yang Yue had already stood up and walked to the closet in the corner.
Yang Yue's face showed an indescribable calmness and numbness.
She stretched out her hand, put her palm against the mirror, and stroked it gently.
From the first day she moved into this dormitory, she always had the feeling that this mirror was like an eye, always staring at her.
Every night, she would be extremely scared when she heard the movement in the closet.
But at this moment, she felt like she wasn't so scared anymore.
Yang Yue reached out and opened the closet.
Then, the whole person got into the closet.
