A gust of wind blew, and it started to snow in the winter garden on a summer night.
Yan Yueming raised her head in surprise, and quickly discovered that the snowflakes were falling from the huge snowflakes and ice crystals hanging above her head. They looked like snow but were not snow, and disappeared before they hit the ground.
"Is this SB's snow?" he asked.
"Misunderstandings in idol dramas are all pure white. The heroine has been wronged, so of course it needs snow to embellish it." Li Zheng took the transparent umbrella from the search and rescue team members, held it on Yan Yueming's head, and signaled He looked toward the building's exterior.
On the glass curtain wall, faint painted patterns began to appear. It was not obvious at first. Even under the bright lights of the Winter Garden, it seemed like a dazzling illusion.
Blinking, it seemed to appear, blinking again, it seemed that I had seen it wrong.
Li Zheng's voice sounded at the right time, "As the male protagonist, Shapo G has all the external conditions and is also very artistic. The heroine left sadly, and he stayed here for three days and three nights without eating, drinking or painting. Flowers all over the wall to express my love.”
Yan Yueming: "Wow...then what?"
Then he used the last mouthful of blood he spit out before comatose to draw the last red rose, which represented his undying love and heart-wrenching regret.
He's just too stupid, as if he's stepping on Li Zheng's IQ and jumping around. He remembered that he was standing behind with an umbrella, watching him go crazy, watching him crazy, watching him bang against the wall, and then elegantly took out his sunglasses and put them on.
If you look at it for one more second, you will have the eye of a needle.
At this moment, Li Zheng reached out and covered Yan Yueming's eyes, "It's ugly, don't look at it."
But you haven't told me what happened next? Yan Yueming grabbed Li Zheng's wrist and pressed it down. Just as he was about to speak, he saw that the nearby search and rescue team had begun to post entry and exit instructions. He immediately changed his attention, "That's SB's rules and regulations?"
There was no need to delay serious matters. Yan Yueming quickly ran over and took a look, and saw a "no viewing" on the "Incoming and Outgoing Instructions". He immediately thought of Li Zheng's actions just now, and turned around and asked: "Is it a violation to look at the paintings on the outer wall? But I also looked at them just now, and doesn't the love between the hero and heroine have to be vigorous? How could you not let it happen? See? This doesn’t fit the setting.”
Li Zheng asked: "Why do you think it is?"
The sudden exam session made Yan Yueming fall into deep thought. He ran up and down the red carpet without committing any fouls, and other than being hung up, he encountered no other dangers. However, Hu Di's Shabo Group was a high-level crack, and it couldn't be that simple.
So where is the danger? Yan Yueming recalled the information he now knew, and once again glanced at the "Access Instructions" posted at the door, as well as the guests of the Winter Garden not far away, he suddenly felt blessed.
At the same time, rustling discussions also started.
"What's going on? My head suddenly feels a little itchy."
"Not allowed to see? Is there any problem over there? I didn't commit a foul either..."
"strangeness."
…
The architectural pattern of the Winter Garden is like a snowflake, with the six buildings as petals, and the central square is where Yan Yueming and the others are standing at the moment. The wall with the flower pattern is facing the square and can be seen by everyone in the other five buildings. The shooting range is extremely wide.
Yan Yueming listened to those rustling sounds and quickly turned back to ask Li Zheng, "
Some people say that itchy brain means there is something wrong with the brain? Why is nothing wrong with me? "
"Because you are a love brain." A passing search and rescue team member commented bitterly.
"Ah?" Yan Yueming was shocked that his image had changed like this, but he couldn't refute it yet. The mouth looked like it was stuttered, and there was no time to say a word of explanation. He stretched out his hands and watched the other person run away.
The search and rescue team members were busy. The flower pattern could not be covered up, and the shooting range was still wide. It was impossible to expect everyone to ignore it, so they had to have corresponding countermeasures.
There is no cure for the love brain. Over the years, they have concluded two relatively good methods. One is to let everyone do papers and indulge in studying; the other is to knock people out directly.
Wails soon sounded in the Winter Garden.
"I'm over fifty years old! I'm over fifty! Give me papers, you can just knock me out. Come on, come on, come on, hit me on the neck!"
This paper was just sent in by the logistics department, and Yan Yueming saw his colleagues among the busy crowd. When his colleague saw him, he stuffed a whole box of papers into his arms without saying a word, with a look of joy on his face, "It's great that you are here, Xiao Ming. It's not a good place to stay here for a long time. If it were you, everything would be fine. Fight fire with fire, quickly!" "
Before Yan Yueming could speak, his colleague patted his shoulder, rubbed oil on his soles, and slipped away quickly.
As long as he runs fast enough.
Love cannot catch up with him.
Yan Yueming was very angry. What does it mean to fight fire with fire? He opened the box secretly and took a look. Isn't this the final exam paper that Wen Renjing and the others were supposed to take? There is also the name of Experimental Middle School on it.
The dean of the Experimental Middle School must have gone crazy. He couldn't let the students complete this set of test papers this year, so he used it to torture ordinary citizens in the Winter Garden.
Thinking of this, Yan Yueming suddenly became bright and cheerful. That look fell into Li Zheng's eyes. It was because there was suddenly more light in the dim lens.
, the holy light shines in an instant.
The rookie in the logistics department ran away with the box in his hands in this light, leaving behind the words "Senior, I'm going to work!" and handing out papers everywhere. If others don't want him, he can still dutifully give it to them.
"Take one, in case you need it?"
"Auntie, auntie, I'll get you a liberal arts course. This is good."
"Kids, math."
"Wow, you see my name is on it, Xiao Ming."
…
Many people looked at Xiao Ming's face and were not wary enough, so they were stuffed with a test paper in a daze. Based on the principle of professionalism, Xiao Ming treats everyone equally, even a 70-year-old man.
The old man answered quickly, but when he pulled Yan Yueming to talk, he had to pull out the horns on his head.
Help.
Yan Yueming finally escaped from the clutches of the old man and took a breath. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Li Zheng standing outside in the wind and snow holding an umbrella. The snowflakes fall slowly, just like the slow motion seen in all idol dramas, romantic and beautiful. Tonight, Li Zheng was also plain-colored. Even if he was dressed in black, he looked whiter than snow.
"Boss Li, the music is ready." The search and rescue team members quickly walked over to ask for instructions.
"Let it go." Li Zheng nodded.
The joyful "Spring Festival Overture" soon sounded in the winter garden. It didn't match the snowy scene of summer nights, nor did it match romantic love.
It doesn't match, and it doesn't match Li Zheng.
Yan Yueming was in a daze for a moment, and her memory returned to the scene when she and her aunt went to the supermarket to buy new year's goods during the Chinese New Year. It was obviously only a few months ago, but it seems like several years have passed. He looked at the Winter Amusement Park in front of him. Isn't it the same as during the Spring Festival with such a large passenger flow?
The cheerful rhythm started, and the atmosphere became lively. Su Huizhi's announcement followed, reminding everyone of various precautions and general rules in the Winter Park.
Looking around, everyone had doubts and confusion on their faces, and they were a little stunned and relaxed. Yan Yueming listened carefully and heard the faint and not obvious sound of piano and violin.
That's... the sound coming from SB, right?
Music suitable for love stories, melodious and graceful. Every time when the plot is ups and downs, the audience bursts into tears and becomes intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
Music is hedging.
Before most of the tourists in the Winter Garden discovered this fact, there was a sudden loud noise in the distant sky, followed by fire. The people on the roof were the first to notice it and shouted in shock, "It's a plane! The plane has crashed!"
Li Zheng raised the edge of his umbrella and looked into the distance.
A member of the fourth team stood beside him and lowered his voice: "Boss Li, as expected, the helicopter departing from the research institute was attacked by birds. Fortunately, we were prepared and everyone is fine."
There are many means of transportation for human beings, and airplanes are the fastest. Under special circumstances, helicopters can fly freely throughout the city and can deliver what they want as quickly as possible, but——
The sky is not man's home ground.
"The poison would not have thought of this. It is killing everyone." Li Zheng withdrew his gaze coldly, tightened his hand holding the umbrella handle slightly, and said, "I guess it is most likely no longer in the Winter Garden."
Team 4 member: "We don't doubt Boss Li's conclusion, but those things will eventually be sent here. If it leaves now, why not just wait here?"
Li Zheng: "Please tell the headquarters that I suspect the formation is wrong."
Team 4 members: "What!?"
Li Zheng's words were like thunder rising from the ground, causing the entire command center to flip over. Wrong formation? Which formation is wrong? Everyone searched carefully in their minds and got the same answer from each other's eyes.
No. 14, Heping Street.
Only this formation eye is related to the moon that exists alone, not a certain gap. Even the moon has been torn to pieces and eaten.
The situation has not changed, which means that the probability of problems with this formation is the highest.
"But if No. 14 Heping Street is not an eye at all, but the earliest deception that confuses us all, where is the real eye?" Officer Zhao from the Countermeasures Command rested his hands on the conference table, his hair scruffy. They all started getting frizzy, and I didn’t have the energy to take care of them.
He had been at odds with Xiao Fang for so many years. Once he learned that the other party was dead, he felt mixed emotions, and his first reaction was anger. He felt no joy or relief at all, only anger.
Xiao Fang turned out to be a traitor, and judging from current speculation, there is more than one traitor.
Director Zhao's gloomy gaze swept over everyone present. Five formations had been investigating the whole city for several days. Every order was issued by them. If there are still mistakes and omissions, why are they missing? How could it be wrong?
Did someone deliberately conceal or suppress any key information?
Damn Xiao Fang, why did he die like that?
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