From one end of the street to the other.
There are a total of about 400 meters and eight buildings.
Each building has three units, for a total of 24 units.
There are six floors in total, with two households on each floor, for a total of 1,728 households.
Cheng Ye and Liu Jianjun started from the first unit and worked their way back without missing a single home.
Except for the boy's house with the window open, I searched all other houses, but unfortunately, I didn't see Dudu.
Of course, not every household in the building is occupied. Some doors look dusty and no one has lived there for a long time.
Cheng Ye remembered what the young man said:
"Go back. If you can go out, go out. If you can't go out for the time being, find a room by yourself."
"Anyway, there are many, many empty rooms here."
"I won't keep you as guests anymore."
He said there were a lot of empty houses here.
There are indeed many, many.
There are 1,728 households, and only about 300 households live here and there.
There are basically no people living on the first floor, nor on the top floor.
It seems that even when they choose a house, they are very picky.
Those who come late can only move in and pick out the rest from others.
In addition, they did not meet Xiao Ming during their visit.
I don’t know why, Xiao Ming seemed to disappear and no one could be seen.
Cheng Ye was a little worried. He couldn't help but open the system panel of the Museum of Dead Things and called Wang Wu.
After waiting for three rings, the phone was picked up.
Wang Wu still looked like that. Even though he couldn't see him, his silly smile naturally appeared in his mind.
"Hey, Cheng Ye, what's wrong?"
His tone was very relaxed, as if today was a happy day.
Cheng Ye was a little anxious and said, "Call the little fairy for me."
That transparent baby, the previous curator.
Ever since Cheng Ye inherited this museum, there has been no sign of it, and it seems that he has gone everywhere to play.
Cheng Ye didn't care at first, but he really needed its help this time.
Wang Wu had never seen a little goblin before. He didn't know who the little goblin was. He was stunned for a moment: "Huh? A little goblin?"
Cheng Ye reacted: "Look for A, he knows the little goblin. You ask A to find the goblin. Walk around the whole museum to see if any new tourists come in. Look for one named Xiao Ming. He is wearing black and colorful clothes. The shirt and white pants have many holes, and he has a playful smile that makes people want to beat him up at the first sight, so he is easy to recognize."
Hearing Cheng Ye's serious tone, Wang Wu knew that the situation was serious and immediately agreed: "Okay, okay, okay, I'll go right away."
A usually stays in the shopping mall and spends his breaks in the staff dormitory.
Wang Wu is used to living in museums these days, so he naturally knows where he is.
He immediately put down what he was doing and went to find A.
After Cheng Ye hung up the phone, he still looked solemn.
He was not only worried about Dudu, but also worried about Xiao Ming.
This time, Xiao Ming is really different from before.
Although there doesn't seem to be much difference, they are still so willful and wanton, regardless of the consequences.
But Cheng Ye could feel keenly that he seemed to be hiding something.
Ever since he first fabricated that he had been to this copy, many of his actions were inexplicable, and now, there is still no trace of him.
Don't know what happened to him...
Liu Jianjun saw Cheng Ye's worry and comforted him: "Everything will be fine. Don't worry about what didn't happen."
Cheng Ye looked at Liu Jianjun tiredly: "I know, I just can't control my emotions."
Xiao Ming once asked him when he was in [New World].
If he was in danger, he would be as worried as he was about the fat man.
him?
My answer at the time was that I would be worried, but I would not panic like that.
But now it seems that he didn't see himself clearly.
They are all his teammates. No matter who may be in danger, he will instinctively worry and care.
And this feeling of worry is instinctive and cannot be controlled.
..... I hope Xiao Ming is doing well.
In this way, if you see him again, you can tell him that he is as important as the fat man.
They are all teammates that cannot be separated from each other, and they are all important partners.
Cheng Ye lowered his eyes. It's so difficult. I really don't know where he went.
Forget it, beat him up first when you see him.
It's really worrying.
This place is so big in total, with a distance of a hundred meters, where can we hide?
There is no way out of this street.
He and Liu Jianjun had just tried many times together, but their range of activities could only be on this street. The total distance from the street to the end was only a hundred meters.
But in such a small place, Xiao Ming could not be seen at all.
Although there is a chance that Xiao Ming went upstairs just as he came downstairs.
However, there are only a few buildings in total, so how can we not encounter them again and again?
Just as Cheng Ye was thinking about it, the phone rang.
Cheng Ye quickly picked up: "Hello."
A's calm and steady voice sounded: "Mr. Curator, I heard you were looking for me."
Cheng Ye: "Yes, I want to know..."
A was still calm and slowly interrupted Cheng Yedao: "The things you ordered have been done. The little goblin said that it wanders around with nothing to do every day and did not see the person you mentioned. But since you gave the order, it I will go shopping in front of the museum again, and if I see the person you mentioned, I will tell you immediately."
Cheng Ye: "Can tourists be taken directly to the management room?"
A smiled and said slowly: "No, tourists can only be tourists. Curator, you should remember the rules, right? The rules of the Museum of Dead Things, invitation letters and leaflets are different things."
[Please be sure to keep in mind the difference between invitation rights and promotional flyers. They are very similar in appearance. 】
Yes, the rules of the Museum of Dead Things have been reminded for a long time.
They look very similar in appearance.
Isn't it just to prevent the curator from taking advantage of such loopholes?
If it is true that one can enter the Museum of Dead Things anytime and anywhere without any restrictions, then this prop... is the most amazing prop of the European Emperor.
Cheng Ye smiled bitterly, but it was much safer to enter the museum of dead objects when there was real danger.
He can pass smoothly, and Xiao Ming will definitely have no problem.
It's just that Xiao Ming didn't enter the Museum of Dead Things this time. Where did he go?
At this time, the sky was already completely white, and the sun was about to rise.
A new day is coming.
The lights in the surrounding buildings began to go out one by one, and there were no longer bright lights at night.
Until this time, Cheng Ye suddenly realized a problem.
They, they seemed to spend all night time.
During the day, it seemed like there was no one around.
Cheng Ye stood up abruptly, looked at Liu Jianjun and said, "We have to look for it again, after the sun rises."
Liu Jianjun stared at the horizon, which was gray and gray: "Two worlds."
