"Keep drinking!"
"Brother, drink!"
Sun Wen turned over, still gesturing with his hands in mid-air.
Li Zi took this opportunity to pull off Sun Wen's coat, hung it on the wall, and exited the room.
After a while, snoring sounded in Sun Wen's room.
It's in the room above Sun Wen.
Middle-Aged Man, who was already drunk, now looked very sober. He was sitting next to the computer, looking thoughtfully at Sun Wen who was already sleeping in the surveillance camera Image.
"Brother, is something wrong?"
Then Young Man looked at the screen with doubtful eyes, and subconsciously asked, "It looks quite ordinary, just a second-generation official who came to get gold plated!"
"It's time to make a good pregnancy!"
"This kind of person would be nothing if not for his current family."
"Bring a babysitter with you when you go out!"
His tone was full of disdain, but it always felt a bit sour.
"Look again."
"People who can make a Gold Ingot Group and pass the Ink Academy exam should not be so ordinary."
"Does it really all depend on his grandfather?"
Middle-Aged Man had a suspicious look in his eyes, gently rubbing his chin and whispering, completely ignoring his own brother's useless words.
"In the past few days, make arrangements to be smart and follow them closely."
"Don't let them out of sight."
"Also, has the person who wrote the report been found?"
Young Man shook his head. "Not yet."
"Keep looking!"
"I can't do such a small thing well."
Middle-Aged Man's tone instantly became stern and he said sternly.
Young Man stood up silently and shrugged. "I know."
"Sun Wen..."
"Light Group..."
Middle-Aged Man is still looking at Image on the screen and muttering to himself.
And a similar scene is experienced by all Ink Academy students.
It's just that everyone handles it differently.
For example, Mu Yu, I just carried Gravestone up there.
Just drag the person out, tie him to Gravestone, and then hang him on the door of Ink Pavilion Branch.
He hung like this for a whole day, with a sign hanging beside him that read, "Welcome to report evidence of his crime."
The whole city was shocked and the effect was remarkable.
On the second day, people started to try to report it.
But the impact is huge.
As his partner, Wang Youcai frowned and kept writing something on the paper.
Obviously, this crudest method is incompatible with Wang Youcai's thinking mode.
"Let's go."
On Wheelchair, Yu Mo carefully arranged his clothes, breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke slowly.
"Hmm."
Yu Sheng, Shi Guang nodded.
The two of them just pushed Wheelchair, and slowly walked out of Inner City in front of everyone's eyes.
It's just that today, in addition to indifference, the eyes of these people are a little more agitated.
It's like... seeing a piece of fat.
It was as if I had heard some news.
But due to the high pressure of Yu Sheng and Shi Guang, I finally chose to be patient.
It's just that I don't know how long this kind of patient emotion will be buried.
Inner City Outside the door.
Today the blind man Old Man is not here, and it seems very quiet.
In the corner, several figures exuding evil spirits were hovering near the door, staring at Inner City, with a hint of yearning in their eyes.
However, they still did not have the courage to take this step.
Yu Sheng, Shi Guang did not continue moving forward, but jumped to a tree and stood on the top of the tree to ensure a broad field of vision.
Shi Guang was directly replaced by Remote Control, which seems to have more complex functions. It can be operated with two hands, similar to a drone.
Remote Control also has a screen, which can clearly see the scene near Wheelchair.
She just manipulated Remote Control and made Wheelchair walk into a forest.
As for the two of them, they had no idea of going in.
This forest is very strange. There are obviously some figures wandering outside the forest, but no one has entered the forest at all.
It's like a restricted area.
Yu Mo sat on Wheelchair, with a calm expression, just watching himself slowly walking deep into the woods.
When the figures in the distance saw this scene, their expressions changed slightly, and they subconsciously glanced at the two people above, feeling a little confused.
According to the information circulating, isn't this person their employer?
Did the price negotiation break down?
Send someone to die?
Including a figure who followed out of Inner City, after seeing this, he decisively turned around and returned to Inner City.
The periphery of this forest is very quiet, with only the rustling of Wheelchair on the leaves.
But as you go deeper, you can faintly hear the faint singing.
It's just that the tone of the singing is very strange. It doesn't sound like mainstream music from the outside world, but more like recitation.
All in all, it sounds nondescript, and there's also a bit of madness mixed in.
"Difficult, difficult, difficult!"
"It's hard to reach the sky, Blue Firmament Yellow Springs!"
Finally, the voice gradually became clearer. Yu Mo sat on Wheelchair and frowned slightly, constantly analyzing the words.
But there are no rules at all.
These texts are so messy that nothing can be analyzed at all.
With a vague vision, I could already see a figure half leaning on a branch in the distance, wearing Confucian robes.
It's just that the clothes have become very worn, dirty, and even a little tattered.
His hair was long and messy, covering half of his face, making it difficult for people to see his face clearly.
One of the vaguely exposed eyes was a little hazy, and even Yu Mo, who had already arrived under the tree, seemed to have not seen it at all and was still singing his weird lines.
"I want to take Wind Rises, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"
"Hahahahaha!"
As the song came to an end, Confucian Scholar laughed crazily to the sky, and finally became a little lonely again.
It's like crying, but also like laughing.
The whole person looked extremely abnormal,
"Junior Yu Mo, I have met my senior."
Yu Mo, who had been listening quietly the whole time, finally spoke slowly, raised his head and looked at Confucian Scholar, and spoke softly, bending down slightly to show his respect.
But Confucian Scholar seemed not to hear it, turned over and dug in his arms.
"No more..."
Confucian Scholar murmured to himself, his tone lost.
Under this tree, there are numerous bones piled high.
Some have weathered over time.
Others are still stained with bloodshot eyes.
This scene looks very scary.
Including the moment Confucian Scholar's voice fell, he turned his head, his eyes fell on Yu Mo, and he smiled foolishly.
The laughter was very sharp and harsh.
For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly turned gloomy.
"Should we let him run?"
After seeing this through the Remote Control screen, Shi Guang turned his head, looked at Yu Sheng and asked.
Yu Sheng thoughtfully said, "No need, he didn't notify us."
"On this screen, you can only see Image and cannot record the sound."
Shi Guang shook Remote Control and explained.
Yu Sheng was a little confused. "Can't you receive audio?"
"Hmm."
Shi Guang nodded.
For a moment, the two of them looked at Confucian Scholar's crazy eyes on the screen, feeling a little silent.