Watching the backs of the two detectives disappear completely, Wen Muqing let out a sigh of relief. He poured the two cups of untouched hot water into the reservoir while chatting with the system: "They are so efficient, I haven't had lunch yet. When I had time to do it, I came to the door. And the speed of questioning was also very fast..."
"As expected of the office of our country!" He said with a frown.
The system couldn't help but said: [Isn't this because you handed over your ID card directly? Give it as you say it is the only pass for Chinese people. If you have an identity, you will definitely do things quickly. ]
Wen Muqing slowly and deliberately washed and cut the dishes: "Normal people would not think about being vain when they see the police uncle, let alone the identity of the night watchman who wants to cross the road, it is better to be sincere. But I did not show weakness. Ah, your speech has always been serious, and Ye Shou's face is also very good."
[...Do you really think you have a strong attitude?] The system's voice was frozen for a moment.
"Isn't it? I insisted to come back tomorrow, and they agreed." Wen Mu said of course, "If it weren't for my deterrent power, how could the general police be so good at talking.
" He pulled the clean and oil-free range hood, and said happily, "I think I wanted to go to the art school for special recruitment before the college entrance examination, but they affirmed my voice and appearance, and rejected me because of my poor acting skills. Now It seems that I still have some talent."
System: ...that art school is a discerning person.
I don't know where Wen Muqing cultivated his self-confidence. He once thought that his acting skills were very good, and his crazy euphemisms were useless.
But as long as the car doesn't roll over, then his host will be happy. Even if the car rolls over, he can still get around...
After a while, the system said: [Then why should the police go to the store? Exposing the body is still a bit dangerous. ]
Wen Muqing said to the system seriously: "I will definitely protect myself. But after all, life on the main body is inconvenient, someone has seen me use the night watchman ID card to help myself, it is better to walk a bright road together, so as not to follow the main body It will also be investigated by the official, revealing more clues.”
"And I only intend to let the night watchman appear beside the main body. I will pay attention to the other identities."
Wen Muqing put the prepared sweet and sour pork ribs and braised eggplant into the lunch box, and took out two tomato stuffed after thinking. He went into the bag and said to the system coquettishly, "Please, the system, help me bring the lunch box back." The
system said that it was tired, and it said weakly: [Don't use Ye Su's face to say such ooc words. ]
Wen Muqing smiled nonchalantly: "I definitely won't do this where it might be exposed. It's too tiring to pretend to be in a home where I know the truth."
He closed his eyes slightly, and his consciousness climbed back along the void . The main body, the next second, the night watchman leaning against the kitchen door dissipated like a firefly, leaving only the faint smell of food floating in the air.
Opening his eyes, there was a light green mosquito net in front of him, Wen Muqing yawned slightly, like a big cat with legs, and rolled twice with the quilt in his arms.
With a "pop", the neatly packaged bento boxes and bags fell from the air and were placed securely on the bedside table.
"Thank you for the help of the system, it's really convenient." Wen Muqing said casually, he rubbed his face, and turned over with difficulty to clean up the house.
The system that has been praised to the point of being numb, I don't know how many times I began to think about why I found a host with this personality.
According to the routines of human novels, shouldn't this behind-the-scenes black-handed system be equipped with a domineering, cool, and ruthless host? But now it seems that his host's IQ is absolutely fine, and every step he takes It's very stable, and the goals it wants to achieve are not cheap... But is this temperament that seems to be unbearable to worry about?! The
system checked its own programs, and it turned out that there were too many unknowingly. I found a lot of data links similar to "Old Mom", and it sighed like a human, but still didn't delete it.
Wen Muqing didn't know the system's almost logic-dead idea. He finished the meal he cooked in a good mood, pushed his wheelchair to the front desk, and started a new day of business.
This small store was a storefront that his friends worried about his failure after the accident, so he specially looked for it. Originally, a store clerk was arranged, but he was turned down by him who had already obtained the system.
Although he doesn't worry about food and drink now, he never despises the kindness of his friends, not to mention that he can meet all kinds of people coming and going when he runs a small shop, which also helps him improve his acting skills.
The current level of weirdness is very low, and it is suitable for training others with abilities. It is not conducive to everyone's growth to do it all by himself, so Wen Muqing is actually quite picky to take on tasks. In addition, most of the time of the weird outbreak is at night, so he can be a pretty boy during the day.
[System, it should be too late to smuggle a 'Dawn' in the black market now?]
Seeing that there were no customers in the store, Wen Muqing held on, brushing the news one after another, thinking about how to connect the script.
System: [I can help you watch the store, you can go quickly and come back in time. ]
"No, I'll just look at the store by myself." Wen Muqing's fingers suddenly appeared in the night watchman's card. He chose the location from the light curtain in front of him, completely ignoring the exclamation mark that was swiped by the system, and logged in the card in the next second. .
Cloaked, like a ghost in the dark night, the night watchman stood quietly in the dead corner, his lips pursed, his face pale.
[Who told you that you can challenge the double-opening mentally now? ] The system simply wanted to jump out and hit the head of this foolish host. It gritted its teeth and wanted to take back the card, but was stopped by Wen Muqing.
"Hey, how do you know if you don't try." Wen Muqing was a little slurred by the pain in his head like a chisel. He controlled his body and patted his cheek lightly. The night watchman's hand also lifted slightly, but it was fine. was restrained.
The picture in front of him is like a double-opening display screen, which is divided into two ends, one side is blue sky and white clouds and clear sky, and the other side is a dazzling array of Mimi shrimp sticks.
After standing for nearly two minutes, Wen Muqing felt that he could fully endure the pain, and then Shi Shiran began to move, slowly distinguishing the wonderful feeling of the two bodies.
There are very few cards now, and the system is very concerned about his physical condition. Wen Muqing has not found a chance to double-open. This time, he forced double-opening
. Wen Muqing calmed down, tried his best to get close to the character of the night watchman, and walked steadily towards the black market.
Because of the weirdness and the emergence of capable people, some people who claim to be "my destiny is up to me" are unwilling to accept the official collection, so they use various gossip information to create a black market that is customary and specialize in reselling all kinds of weird products. card.
Because the cards can only be parsed by the "Chenxi" watch, the business of "Chenxi" has gradually developed to serve those who are desperate to reveal their identities.
Wen Muqing actually inquired about this information a long time ago, but at that time, the night watchman's confidence had not been revealed, so he never came.
The "black market" is not so much a "market" as it is a "shop".
Raised through the grease-stained door curtain, with the strange eyes of a few hawkers buying wontons, cigarette butts and discarded napkins thrown around under his feet, the white-haired man in a cloak showed a pair of cold and old-fashioned eyes, looking straight. Looking down at the novelist of a certain color, he said, "A bowl of assorted ravioli with vegetables and fruits, spicy or not with vinegar.
" The small sign of the stain pointed to the shop on the far right, and the shop behind him was quite noisy, as if many people were discussing something.
"Inside please, the wonton maker has already prepared the ingredients." The
man hooked a finger over the plastic sign in disgust, and opened another layer of dirty cloth.
There was a man with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks sitting inside. Flies buzzed around him. A fast food box that had been left for an unknown time still had solidified and blackened oil stains. He lowered his head and fiddled with something. : "Fill the form? Fill in the information from that piece of paper over there, and accept the payment of one million yuan, allowing unregistered cards."
"One million?" A hoarse voice rang out, "I remember only ten thousand. "
"New" customers coming in from this place, shouldn't that be the price.
The skinny man smiled and said, "I refuse to bargain, you can go and find out. I am the only one who can invade the Chenxi database. There is a special recording machine, and I am Liu Sandao!"
"Oh, is that so?" Some The light voice sounded, but it was not the distance just now, but like a beast pounced on his ear at a speed that could not cover his ears, and tragically strangled his throat.
Liu Sandao's hands were trembling, and he almost didn't hold the mouse. He glanced up sideways, only to see scars like the Badge of Hungry Wolf and those cold eyes.
"Big, big brother... Let's talk about it if we have something to say." He swallowed and said very sincerely, "I was just joking."
"What punishment will the master of the Tao do for wrongdoing?" Flying a bladed dagger, like a poisoned butterfly, with an attractive and treacherous color, he pursed his lips, but his bottomless eyes seemed to be filled with a playful smile.
Liu Sandao's name is Three Swords, but that doesn't mean he can suffer three swords.
How can there be a stubborn person coming to such a shabby place? Shouldn't they have received an invitation letter to go to an organization like "Ark"?
Liu Sandao was fighting between two strands, hesitating and speechless.
"Work!"
"Hey, hey, okay, right away."
From entering information to verifying fingerprints, Liu Sandao memorized the above data by heart. It was not until he saw the energy fluctuation of nearly 200 that he was completely cowardly. A mass of mud, his head swayed like a wave, and he could not wait to shake his brain out.
"It doesn't need money, I don't take a penny, and I serve the people!" It was incoherent enough to start babbling nonsense.
My God, will B-level characters come to the black market to buy second-hand "Dawn"? Where did this genius come from? Wouldn't it be delicious to just find an organization for dinner...
Wen Muqing looked down at the "Chen Xi" that had been buckled on his wrist, clicked lightly, and the virtual light screen stood up, showing Ye Su's personal information.
[Name Ye Shou. ]
[Now living in Pingyu City, Huaguo, 36 years old, identity history (missing), ability value (hidden), former teacher of Pingyu University, now freelancer. ]
I don't record too much of the past, but it can be fooled with formatted excuses, and it's still qualified.
[System, please help me delete all the information about me that this person just remembered. ]
[1 point of energy is accurately cleared, but I suggest that the host delete all his memories directly. ]
The system's icy voice was stern: [He actually said that to you just now. ]
[Forget it, then you will have to trouble you to delete the memories of people outside, waste of energy is not worth the gain. ]
Wen Muqing sighed slightly in the bottom of his heart, looking at the man in front of him who was trembling slightly and didn't even dare to raise his head, he didn't intend to be polite, and walked out with his watch.
There is no surveillance in this place, and there are countless blind spots in the human field of vision. He only needs to find a good angle to cut the cards directly.
After he left, the system in charge of the aftermath snorted coldly, took out some private energy from its own program chain, and completely deleted Wen Muqing from Liu Sandao's memory. By the way, the information in his light brain was cleared.
So, the man who read the little yellow book outside finally felt that someone had been in for too long, so he went in to investigate, but saw a picture of a thin man Liu Sandao sitting in front of the screen and picking his feet.
He said gruffly: "How much did you make this time?"
Liu Sandao was stunned: "I made a chicken feather? Who is this—heh, wait, I seem to have really opened a watch?"
" When did that person leave?" The man in Huang Shu said, "I was squatting outside, and I didn't see anyone coming out."
"I don't fucking remember it." Liu Sandao covered his head a little irritably, and always felt that the The sound of electricity crackling made him tremble uncontrollably.
The man couldn't help but let out a foul language: "It comes and goes without a trace, don't tell me, we are all fascinated by some high-level weirdness?"
Liu Sandao turned a deaf ear to his complaints, but stared blankly. Looking at the computer that was completely formatted, he almost grabbed the ground with his head: "Ah, ah, why is my computer data gone, then what should I do with my business below!"
...
Wen Muqing brought what looked like a free prostitute, but actually burned a little bit. The energy watch retrieves the card and returns to the shop.
Depressed, he rubbed his temples, which were still aching, and said to the system: [How do they survive in this environment? For the first time, I kind of wanted to throw the weirdness from Pingyu University directly to purify the air. ]
The system said: [You just double-opened, I feel a little unhappy. ]
Wen Muqing blinked and said softly: [I feel quite used to it. You can see that I didn't have any accident at the checkout here, and I didn't make a mistake...]
[So I decided to have a cold war with the host for 30 minutes. ] The rigid and rigid voice of the system revealed a trace of dissatisfaction.
Wen Muqing paused: [Crooked, system? Little things? ]
Ah, really angry ah.
Wen Muqing just planned to talk to the system about his tolerance, and the next second he heard "Welcome" from the electronic sound at the door.
A bold voice sounded: "Brother, I finally see you, but why don't you avoid it first!"