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Tang Kexin: "Lu Yan didn't run out of the store for the purpose of saving people?"


Then why is she running out in such a hurry?

The two looked at each other. Wei Qing looked at the nameplate of the general manager in Tang Kexin's hand, and said thoughtfully, "Salvation has always been our mission. Maybe Lu Yan was not thinking about saving."

"What about this?" Tang Kexin asked.

Wei Qing took over the brand of Wang Qi, the general manager of Tang Kexin, and studied it carefully. In the first subjective judgment of the Tang leader, the protagonist Lu Yan is a positive character, so following the context, it is easy to think that Lu Yan is running for rescue.

But if the first step is to put Lu Yan in the position of the villain, then the direction of the story will be completely opposite.

"She is going to kill." Wei Qing judged.

"Lu Yan clearly predicted in the refrigerator that someone would die in a week, so there is no need to do it yourself. This is not logical." Tang Kexin did not agree with Wei Qing, he insisted: "I still think she is trying to save."

"Just now The loudspeaker denied that Lu Yan wanted to save the corpse, and it doesn't make sense for you." Wei Qing raised his hand and tapped the wall twice, as Quan was knocking on the blackboard.

Tang Kexin: "Maybe she didn't save the corpse, but something else?"

Wei Qing spread his hands: "Maybe she didn't kill directly, but indirectly?"

The thinking of the two people was opposite again, and the communication came to a dead end. , the only way to solve it is to ask these questions to the Lord God one by one.

Every problem has the risk of consuming 10 square meters of area, and once the area is used up, there is a risk of being trapped in the house and dying like a slaughterhouse.

There was not much room left for Tang Kexin to splurge.

For the first time in his life, the leader Tang, who usually enjoys the bounty, felt the taste of poverty.

The "ding ding" sound of gold coins colliding kept ringing in his mind, and every minute and every ounce of this next need to be carefully calculated!

"Gulu~" An unexpected voice interrupted Tang Kexin's accounting time.

He looked at Wei Qing unexpectedly - just now... is his stomach growling?

Wherever his gaze swept, Wei Qing's originally fair skin gradually turned pink under his black shirt.

Wei Qing was inevitably ashamed.

Since entering the door, he has disliked the rice being too hot, the dishes too mixed, and the spicy strips too sloppy. After four days, he drank a can of milk beer and a few mouthfuls of broth.

If this was the case before, I would just dig up an NPC's fire core and eat it, but in this door... there are no living regular employees.

"I'm going for food." Wei Qing turned around and walked downstairs, Tang Kexin finally recovered, strode down the steps to catch up and asked, "I thought you could live by drinking dew. Why are you hungry now? ? " "

I am now, of course, will be hungry. "Wei are more pace across the large, two people try to pull away, he added:" there are chief Don, I rattling under your eyes is not ten pheasant It's been eight or nine, don't say I'm like... a ghost." He originally wanted to say the word "celestial", but he always felt that something was wrong.

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