The pupils of the curly-haired young man were shaking.
"...Brother Bai, why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"Well, didn't I just remember this?" Bai Su said without any apology.
He watched the human youth move back and forth in the room, from the door to the window. He tried pulling on the window a few times, trying to open it. After failure, he went to the bathroom and studied the structure of the bathroom.
However, this is all in vain. Unless humans have the ability to tear down the wall, it will be difficult to get out.
Bai Sujing watched An Xiangwen work hard for a while, until he was out of breath but couldn't do anything. Instead, there was a banging on the door outside.
A voice from outside warned: "Be quiet."
The curly-haired young man shook twice and silently put down the bedside table he had raised in his hand.
His arms were also shaking. His arm strength was not strong enough to support him in throwing the heavy object, and it took all his strength just to lift it up.
"Go to sleep." Bai Su suddenly said.
The curly-haired young man looked over with some confusion in his eyes: "Brother Bai, I think we should hurry up now..."
"Go to sleep." Bai Su repeated. "When you are full, you will have time to think about what to do."
An Xiangwen obviously didn't want to end today's world like this: "But I..." Have you slept for a long time in the afternoon?
Before the curly-haired young man finished speaking, a book suddenly stood up in front of his eyes.
I don’t know how Bai Su came close and opened the book on the bed. Anyway, after An Xiangwen’s eyes met the paper sandwiched in the book, among the circles of red outlines, the human vision was blurred, and sleepiness swept over his consciousness. .
An Xiangwen: Wait...I want to say that I haven't eaten yet!
When the curly-haired young man fell down on the bed with a thud, Bai Su blinked.
"That's really how it's used..." Bai Su murmured in a low voice, "It's not in vain that I endured the nausea and tore out the page."
The book with the paper between it was closed again, held up in disgust by the palms that suddenly grew into white flakes, and thrown into the corner of the room.
After doing this, Bai Su looked at the curly-haired young man lying on the bed, sleeping in an uncomfortable position.
After thinking about this human being and the several incidents he had experienced, Bai Su reluctantly offered his hand. Bai Su wrapped the person in white cloth and straightened the person into a posture that would not cause back pain when he woke up the next day.
As for the quilt? He could put a human head on a pillow but it was a waste of time.
A layer of white gauze blew over the items in the room, and when the wind-like movement fell, the black-haired young man also leaned on the bed.
He closed his eyes and breathed shallowly.
The room fell into silence, and the time that no one knew had reached seven o'clock.
The room fell silent and people began to move up and down the corridor.
The pretty woman appeared in the elevator on this floor. She walked out of the elevator and exchanged a few words with the two men guarding the stairs. The men truthfully told them what happened before.
"Is that so?" The delicate woman nodded, "I understand."
After that, she stepped forward on her high heels, and the clicking sound was particularly noticeable in the quiet corridor, bringing a sense of uneasiness to the night.
The delicate woman skipped the front doors and stopped in front of the one she was more interested in. She put her ear against the door and listened for a while, but did not hear any sound coming from inside.
The dormitory in this building was temporarily rented and renovated. I only had time to clean out the furniture, but the surveillance system has not yet been installed.
It would be much easier to observe if a surveillance camera was installed... The delicate woman listened for a long time, finally took out the key from her pocket and quietly opened the door.
This is a very risky move for a delicate woman, but she is confident that even if there is any movement between the two people inside the door, they will not be able to escape from this corridor.
She pushed the door open a crack, and the first thing she saw was the curly-haired young man lying on the right side. He lay in a very peaceful posture, covered with a white sheet and could be sent directly to the morgue.
The delicate woman pushed the door open wider, and saw a black-haired young man on the left leaning on the bedside, "closing his eyes and concentrating".
Both of them were resting and very quiet.
It was unusually quiet.
This is not the first time that a delicate woman has used special means to leave people downstairs in the company for follow-up processing, but this is the first time she has seen such a calm reaction.
Is there a back-up plan? That's not right, the mobile phones should be taken away.
One was from their staff, and the other was discovered afterwards that the other party had left his cell phone in the break room.
The signal is also blocked, so even if there are any missed ones, it won’t cause any harm.
The delicate woman looked around a few more times, and after confirming that everyone in the room was resting, she closed the door.
There was a lock on the door, and the delicate woman stood at the door, stretched out her hand, smoothed it, and pressed down her collar.
She then observed the other occupied rooms one by one. The remaining people were not as quiet as the first room. Some were struggling and some were resisting.
All in all, anyone with any brains would have reacted and taken action after the phone disappeared.
The delicate women showed a different fighting ability than during the day. If they could persuade with words, they would do so, and if they couldn't, they would take action.
The electric shock device obtained illegally was stabbed accurately, and after stunning the person, the delicate woman waved her hand, and the strong man in the corridor quickly ran over and helped her carry the person back to the bed.
As the number of times increased, the strong man's movements gradually became mechanical, and he asked: "Sister, there are a lot of people this time, is it okay?"
A woman with a delicate appearance and no eldest sister's temperament: "...don't call me eldest sister."
The brawny man with no brains: "Okay, sister, no problem, sister!"
Delicate woman: "...forget it."
After checking the last room, the pretty woman locked the door and threw a bunch of keys to the strong man to take. She reached out and pressed her neck. She felt a little sore on the back of her neck and felt uncomfortable.
"It doesn't matter how many people there are." The delicate woman shook her head slightly, "The day for regular inspections from the superiors is coming, so it doesn't matter how many people there are."
The strong man counted the days in a low voice and nodded clearly: "In this case, if someone comes from above, it will be no problem."
Different from their own shoddy methods of conducting pyramid schemes, the skills of the people above the thread are amazing. It seems that with just a few movements and some magical words, they can coax people to follow their own ideas.
"If it weren't for the inspection coming soon, I wouldn't take such a risk and keep all those who meet the requirements." The delicate woman said, "Okay, you can watch carefully here, but I guess nothing will happen."
The strong men responded and shouted "I know, sister", which made the delicate woman who was about to leave almost tripped and fell to the ground.
She immediately quickened her pace, quickly walked to the elevator, and pressed the up button.
While waiting for the elevator to arrive, the delicate woman rubbed the back of her neck again.
The human woman's hands pressed on the cervical vertebrae one by one. She finally touched the root of the hair and kept twisting it, but the sour feeling was not relieved.
"What's going on..." She murmured, gradually increasing the strength of her hand.
Ding, the elevator is here.
The empty car opened in front of her, and the delicate woman stepped in. She stood on the side of the number button and pressed the number button upstairs.
Then she leaned against the wall and waited for the elevator to slowly move up.
And in the side corner that was out of her sight and out of the reach of the elevator monitor, white threads were densely covered with the white shirt of the delicate woman.
As the elevator door closed, the last trace of wind was cut off, and the fluff hung motionless like spider silk that had finished forming a web.
…
If the company is still brightly lit at night, it must be an evil company that exploits its employees.
Therefore, the company starting with Tuochuan did not turn on all the lights, and the unoccupied office returned to darkness, leaving only the front desk, corridor and individual rooms in use.
It was under such circumstances that the pretty woman returned upstairs and opened the door control in front of the company.
The front desk was now empty. The pretty woman continued walking inside, walked to the office area, and knocked on the outermost glass door.
"Today - ah, there are two people staying to work overtime."
The lamps were not fully turned on, leaving only light in the occupied areas. The reflection of the computer screen made people shed tears of emotion at the level of professionalism.
There were two people sitting in the office area. One was a young man who was responsible for looking after the door and chatting with An Xiangwen in the afternoon.
He put his feet up on the table, and the computer screen in front of him was split into two parts. On one side was the video he was watching with headphones on, and on the other side was a dense surveillance screen with countless small grids arranged together.
The young man vaguely heard the voice but did not turn around. He just shook his head twice to show that he understood. His eyes were still glued to the left half of the screen in front of him. The video looked more attractive.
The other person was an unwell colleague who came to work in the afternoon. He was wearing a coat and hunched over, huddled in front of the computer and typing away. He also didn’t look back, and he didn’t even respond.
The delicate woman didn't care about the two people's reactions. She walked over and dragged a chair to sit next to the young man, leaning her head against the young man's to watch the video with him.
After watching it for a while, the pretty woman showed a hard-to-speak expression: "Such a vulgar video... let's watch something good."
"After making so much money, be kind to yourself."
The young man kept wearing the headphones and smiled: "The more money I have, the more I pay. I am still very poor."
"I hope today's batch... looks like the deposits are quite large."
The young man murmured, and the two of them were quiet for a while. Videos of the pretty woman complaining about her filth were played one after another, and the minute hand of the clock moved a small half circle.
The last video to be watched on the list came to an end, and the young man finally ended his upright fishing career. He zoomed in on the dense surveillance screen on the right half.
The young man glanced out of the corner of his eye and asked, "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, will the people above you say really come?"
"If nothing else, it will be tomorrow, if there is contact tomorrow morning."
"Ah... do they really have magical abilities?"
The young man had something to say. He turned his face to the left and watched the delicate woman pressing her neck.
The delicate woman rubbed her shoulders and didn't hear clearly: "What?"
The young man repeated: "Senior, didn't you tell me about this magical ability?"
When the young man heard this statement before, he always thought that the pretty woman was exaggerating. No matter what, people can't just be obedient by hooking their fingers... But after today, he slightly changed his opinion.
In the afternoon, he just sat in the room with the special wallpaper and read the words according to the instructions. As a result, the curly-haired young man opposite him fell into a drowsy sleep.
Hypnosis? He thinks it shouldn't be.
The young man was amazed, and then looked at the people coming in and being taken away.
The delicate woman squeezed her shoulders repeatedly, nodded and said, "Yes, you will know it once you see it."
As she spoke, a different color appeared in the delicate woman's dark eyes, and a bit of burning light ignited them. Although it could not be called fanaticism, it could still be considered eager.
She repeated again: “You’ll know it once you’ve seen it, and then you’ll want to give more.”
With more achievements, you can climb up and get closer to the ranks of those who will come tomorrow.
The delicate woman looked a little intoxicated. She pressed her shoulder with her right hand and cupped her cheek with her other hand.
Seeing that it was almost impossible to communicate, the young man quickly interrupted: "I understand, I will see it myself tomorrow!"
Not only did the young man speak out, he also quickly adjusted the screen to play the TV series that the pretty woman wanted to watch. The playback had already begun and the external sound finally brought the pretty woman back to her thoughts.
The fire in the delicate woman's eyes extinguished, and she returned to her gentle and gentle appearance.
"But sister, why do you keep rubbing your neck?"
"Why do you call me eldest sister...forget it, my neck is a little sore, maybe it's because I exercised too much just now."
Excessive movement meant dodging attacks from others and then thrusting the electric shock device forward. Maybe she moved too much and pulled her shoulder.
"After all, it's been a long time since we've done something this big. It's getting harder and harder to deceive people these days."
The delicate woman made a fist with her right hand and hit her shoulder a few times, trying to relieve the soreness.
After hammering it for a few times, it still had no effect. She asked, "Is there any plaster or anything like that?"
"I have it." The sick colleague who was working at the desk suddenly spoke up. He coughed a few times, "I have it here. I'll give it to you."
As he said that, the sick colleague put the coat draped over his shoulders back on his body and zipped it from the bottom to the top.
The raised collar covered his mouth. The sick colleague leaned down and opened the drawer of the nearby cabinet and rummaged through it.
After a while, he found what he was looking for and stood up unsteadily.
"Wait - let me go over." Seeing the unsteady steps of her sick colleague, the delicate woman immediately stood up and walked over.
The sick colleague sat back as he was told. He stretched out his hand and handed out the plaster that can activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis.
No matter whether it is useful or not, it is still an emergency method.
The delicate woman thanked her and took over her colleague who was sick on the way and coughed a few more times.
Out of concern for the same thing, the delicate woman still asked with concern: "Are you really okay with your health? If you can't bear it, you can go downstairs to rest. There are still a few empty rooms, you can go and take a nap."
"It's okay, it's okay." The sick colleague shook his head repeatedly. Half of his face was covered by his collar, and only his slightly pale complexion and beads of sweat on his forehead could be seen.
…I’m already sweating. Is it really okay?
(End of chapter)
