Chapter 23 Reminiscing about the past is over, a honey trap?

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Xin Zhixia shook her head and refuted her own remarks.

The acting skills of this Phytophthora chinensis are not quite up to par.

It should be more straightforward and just like her, just pretend to be another voice.

Thinking of this, Xin Zhixia raised her eyebrows, holding the documents in one hand and silently taking out the needle with the other.

I was confused for a moment whether it was better to kick the door with my feet or push it with my hands.

Finally, after thinking about it, this pokeweed shouldn't be eliminated when she sees someone, so that she can't react with a needle.

So being very civilized and polite, I was ready to reach out and push the door open.

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The lounge a minute ago.

All the wardrobe doors were opened.

Shangluca, on the other hand, was wearing a white coat and sitting leisurely on the innermost chair, with a pile of documents on the table in front of him.

He was looking through the so-called general hospital waste materials.

Sunlight shines in through the slightly mottled windows, bringing a touch of warmth to Phytolacca's body, and the lenses occasionally reflect a ray of light.

The dazzling sunlight made him squint.

But he never adjusted his chair or direction, only allowing the contents of the document to be fully displayed before his eyes.

Now is not the time to read comfortably, the situation outside is still unclear.

Vigilance is required.

However, not being able to wait for anyone inevitably made him lose some patience.

When the sun dazzled his eyes again, he subconsciously touched the needle in the pocket of his white coat.

There is only one.

He pondered for a moment, just as he was about to collect the information.

The next moment, a female voice came from outside the door.

"Dr. Jack, are you there?"

The movement of Shangluca's hand paused, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and he judged secretly in his heart.

Somewhat deliberately sweet.

But there is no denying that the acting is as superb as ever.

Then he responded calmly and unabashedly: "Jack's not here."

There was only a two-second pause before the sound of the doorknob turning was heard.

Shang Lu suppressed his smile, pushed up his glasses, and tapped the table with the hand holding the information.

He looked at the strange scene in front of him calmly.

If you observe carefully, you will find a hint of helplessness and amusement in his eyes.

"Squeak"

Apparently because the force of pushing the door was so light, the door seemed to be blown open by the wind, trembling, but it tried its best to follow the principles of physics and mechanics.

All in all, it has a cold and ghostly style.

At this time, Xin Zhixia, who was standing outside the door, looked at her masterpiece with pride.

I am extremely satisfied with this.

This is enough to hold the needle and prepare for it.

As she expected, she was now ready.

The door opened little by little, and the situation in the lounge was clearly reflected in Xin Zhixia's eyes.

Phytolacca's field of vision also gradually broadened as the door slowly opened.

The door was only opened halfway, and the two of them instantly captured the information they cared about.

The distance between the two sides and the look on the other side.

"Sure enough, the distance is three meters away."

"As expected, he looked defensive."

Xin Zhixia and Shanglu secretly confirmed in their hearts at the same time.

The door gradually opened, and the two people immediately looked at each other.

Surprise flashed in Shang Lu's eyes, he raised his hand to push up his glasses, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xin Zhixia's eyes showed surprise and she took in his reaction. Then her eyes flashed and she watched the other person's movements.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

Just when the two were about to communicate, the door that had lost one side's power was very disobedient. After being blown by the wind, it followed the original trajectory with the reverse power, trying to slowly return to the original place.

The vision of both sides suddenly narrowed.

Xin Zhixia: "..."

Phytolacca: "..."

The atmosphere of silent confrontation suddenly disappeared.

The corner of Xin Zhixia's mouth twitched, and just when Phytolacca was about to disappear, she quickly grabbed the door handle, pushed the door open and walked in.

Before entering, don't forget to look back and observe what's going on outside.

Then he closed the door decisively, completely separating the corridor from the lounge.

There is no danger if the distance is more than three meters.

Xin Zhixia first looked at the door and clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, then made a 180-degree change and revealed a very friendly smile.

He waved his hand and greeted kindly, "Hey, Mr. Shang, long time no see."

Shang Lu had already adjusted his expression, smiled and nodded, "It's indeed been a long time, Xin Yi."

Then, there was a long silence.

No one spoke the next sentence first.

The two don't have much friendship, and the time for reminiscing has passed.

Looking at someone with a natural expression, Xin Zhixia raised her eyebrows and took the initiative to break the silence, seemingly casually testing the words.

"Mr. Shang, are we lucky enough to be on the same team for this little game?"

Phytolacca smiled slightly and analyzed it very seriously, "Three groups have been eliminated so far, and the possibility of one team is not low."

After a pause, he added: "What do you think? Xin Yi."

However, Phytolacca failed to get a response this time.

The next second, he saw Xin Yi throw the documents aside and began to unbutton his white coat gracefully.

Shang Lu was stunned for a moment, his pupils narrowed under his gold-rimmed glasses, and then he immediately closed his eyes and turned his head hastily.

The brain that was running all the time was short-circuited on the spot.

The veins in the hands that were originally placed on the table were bulging. They were holding the discarded materials and crumpling a corner in panic.

The impression of someone in your mind drops instantly.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in the always calm voice, "Ms. Xin, at least there is a man present."

Still silent, no answer could be obtained from the person involved.

But Phytolacca neither turned his head nor opened his eyes.

Xin Zhixia coolly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her name tag, and then someone's inexplicable words rang in her ears.

Looking at someone who turned his head and closed his eyes.

He tilted his head, not knowing why.

He was dumbfounded for a moment, and then he realized it later, his forehead twitching suddenly.

Xin Zhixia shrugged and smiled helplessly, silently revealing her extreme speechlessness.

I was secretly wondering in my heart, "In Dead Space, is it more important to be a gentleman or to clear the level? Are you not afraid that this is my honey trap and you will be eliminated with a syringe?"

Then a flash of inspiration occurred, and he narrowed his eyes slightly as he recalled what he had mistakenly missed.

The next second, Xin Zhixia straightened her expression, smiled slightly, and her words were full of teasing.

"Mr. Shang, are you overthinking it?"

Hearing this, Shang Lu opened his eyes, turned back and looked directly at Xin Yi, only to see her pointing at her name tag in vain.

Xin Zhixia shrugged helplessly and explained very seriously: "My name is not Xin Yi, please call me Xin Ba Lain, thank you."

As he spoke, he pointed out each word to the other person in a serious manner with his fingers.

Phytolacca's expression froze, then he raised his forehead and said the origin of the name, "Lord of the Sun."

After a moment of pause, he reluctantly emphasized again, "I know it without looking at the name brand."

It seems inappropriate to silently condemn someone's behavior.

Xin Zhixia curled her lips and blinked to show her innocence, "Oh, maybe I'm too naive. I really haven't thought about that much."

Then he seemed to think of something, his eyes widened exaggeratedly, and he pointed at himself in disbelief.

"I'm so smart and have so many ideas. Do I think I have to use a honey trap?"

Then he shook his head, looked at Phytolacca, and added sincerely.

"You can still use it."