Wu Xiaoxie took the plate from Aning's hand and pushed the video recorder. Just as he was about to press play, Aning suddenly stopped him.
"I think you should take a look at this before watching the video." After saying that, he handed over a square piece of paper.
Wu Xiaoxie was confused, "What?"
When he took it in his hand and opened it, he saw that it was a slip for express delivery. When he looked carefully, he saw that the name written on it was actually his own, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"What's on there?" Seeing his reaction, the fat man came over to take a look and asked in surprise, "Did you send it?"
"It's not me!" Wu Xiaoxie quickly shook his head and denied, "I didn't send it. This is definitely not from me."
Aning nodded, "I know it wasn't you, but the person who sent the courier might be related to you."
Wu Xiaoxie felt a little unfair, "Then why did he write my name?"
Aning took the list, folded it and put it away, "The person who sent the express did this obviously to ensure that this thing would get to me."
"What is the content inside?" Fatty was really curious. He had only heard Wu Xiaoxie talk about the video before, but he hadn't had time to watch it yet.
Aning glanced at Wu Xiaoxie with a strange look, "It's indescribable, you'd better see it with your own eyes."
Wu Xiaoxie glanced at Zhang Zhuxun and whispered: "Do you think it will be a follow-up?"
Aning suddenly became alert and narrowed his eyes, "What's the follow-up? Looking at your expressions, you seem to know something."
Zhang Zhuoxun ignored her, walked over and patted Wu Xiaoxie on the shoulder to comfort him, "You can only know if it's true or not."
The fat man didn't want to listen to the two of them playing riddles, so he quickly pressed play.
There was a sound like a brush rubbing against paper from the video recorder. At the beginning, it was still a gray-white picture of snowflakes flickering.
After a few minutes, the picture appeared, but the shooting location was obviously changed.
The picture remains still, and occasionally it flashes suddenly as if it is stuck, which makes people's hearts skip a beat.
The fat man quickly lost his composure and said, "Miss Aning, could it be that you were so anxious to see our innocence that you accidentally picked up the wrong plate?"
Aning ignored him, and as the progress bar progressed little by little, his expression gradually became serious.
The fat man curled his lips, feeling bored. He scratched here and there. There seemed to be thorns under his buttocks, and he couldn't sit still no matter how hard he sat.
So he got up and walked outside to get a pot of tea, turned over the tea cups on the small table, and poured a cup for Wu Xiaoxie and Zhang Zhuxun respectively.
Just as he was about to show mercy and pour a cup for Aning, the table suddenly shook violently, causing the small porcelain cup that had not yet been filled with water to jump.
The fat man was startled and asked quickly what happened.
Wu Xiaoxie pressed his arm on the table, and the sudden shadow made his hand tremble uncontrollably.
Zhang Zhuxun made a silent gesture and pointed at the TV to tell the fat man to stop talking.
On the screen, in the shadow of the corner of the room, was a swaying gray shadow, walking extremely slowly as if drunk.
When it moved to the center of the screen, the light from the window came in, and the shadow turned white. It looked like a human-like creature, wrapped in a rough hospital gown like a shroud, squirming on the ground.
The whole process lasted for more than ten minutes, until the group of things that seemed to be human crawled out of the screen, and several people quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Because the messy hair hung down and covered her face, it was impossible to tell whether this person was Huo Ling or not, or even whether she was a man or a woman.
Wu Xiaoxie guessed that if it was really Huo Ling, then after combing her hair, she was locked up in another place by secret evil forces and suffered some kind of inhuman abuse or torture, making her unable to even do the most basic steps of walking. Not yet?
A series of psychological questions popped up, but there were no answers.
Next came another long wait.
Aning put the tape back and read it together again.
Asked Wu Xiaoxie, "Did you see anything?"
There was a trace of eagerness and expectation in her eyes, but Wu Xiaoxie shook his head with a blank expression.
Aning was a little disappointed, so he took out the tape and replaced it with another one, and vaccinated Wu Xiaoxie in advance, "Be mentally prepared, what you see next may be (this chapter is not finished!)
Chapter 8 The same face
It makes you...well...a little hard to accept. "
The fat man squinted, "Hey, you look down on people, don't you? We, Comrade Xiao Wu, have also stepped on snowy mountains with our feet, conquered the angry sea, kicked rice dumplings with our feet, and torn apart women with our hands. We are real men who have seen big scenes. The mistress on the road His name is also well-known, isn’t it Muyu?”
Zhang Zhuxun nodded, "That's right."
The fat man glanced at Aning proudly.
Aning rolled his eyes, pushed the tape in and clicked play.
Wu Xiaoxie was speechless, "Okay, you two, stop bragging and watch the video carefully."
The picture kept shaking, as if someone was adjusting the position of the camera.
After a few minutes, the camera stabilized, and then, an unkempt face stretched out from below. It was too close, and the facial features were a little out of focus, so it was difficult to see clearly, but it was certain that this person was not Huo Ling.
Wu Xiaoxie was a little relieved. If Huo Ling really became this virtuous, then Chen Wenjin and the others might not be much better. They would have to cry to death if their third uncle knew about it.
Whenever he gets nervous, his thoughts tend to stray into wild places.
He shook his head to focus and stared at the screen again.
The screen flashed again, and the man's face suddenly jumped to the center of the room as if teleporting, and his vision suddenly became clear.
The fat man suddenly shouted, jumped up from his chair, looked at the screen, and then at Wu Xiaoxie's face, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
At this moment, Wu Xiaoxie had no time to care about anything else. After seeing that face clearly, he felt as if someone had nailed him in place with nine feet of ice. His whole body was cold and his brain was frozen. He couldn't move, he even forgot to breathe.
"Innocent!"
"Wu Xie! That's not you! Be obedient, close your eyes, don't think about anything, take a deep breath, relax, relax." Zhang Zhuxun immediately noticed that something was wrong with Wu Xiaoxie, and reacted quickly, pinching the person, While patting Wu Xiaoxie's back, he helped him calm down.
At this time, Wu Xiaoxie's mind completely froze, and his body subconsciously followed the instructions. Gradually, his pale to blue complexion slowly softened, and his lips also gained a little blood color.
The fat man quickly handed over a cup of warm tea, and Zhang Zhuxun took it and fed it to Xin Xin.
Wu Xiaoxie coughed twice, and his body was still shaking slightly due to stress. He had no strength at all, and he slid down the chair as soon as he let go.
Zhang Zhuxun could only pick him up and let the fat man hold his shoulders to hold him in place, waiting for him to recover on his own.
Aning stood aside, very at a loss. Obviously she did not expect Wu Xiaoxie to have such a big reaction.
Chapter 8 The same face
