Nightmare Attack

The doctor had reminded himself that night not to leave the room no matter what happened, and he could still remember the look in the doctor's eyes when he emphasized this.

But not long after, the latter fell asleep like nothing happened.

Not only did he fall asleep, but he slept extremely comfortably. He changed into many strange positions, which was an eye-opener for the fat man.

It seems that the doctor had realized that the clues were in the newspaper and learned something through the newspaper, so he was confident.

"Doctor," the fat man came over and asked curiously, "I have read that newspaper. It only recorded the ins and outs of the villa's murder case, but" he raised his head, "what does this have to do with the school mission?"

Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked out the window. It was still dark at night, and from time to time, vehicle horns sounded in the distance. Jiang Cheng, half of his body enveloped in darkness, did not answer immediately.

The fat man's body gradually fed back a signal of discomfort.

He was not afraid of Jiang Cheng who was talking rudely, but he was afraid that the latter would suddenly become quiet.

As time passed, he became more and more aware of the gap between the two, even if Jiang Cheng didn't show it deliberately.

But Fatty knows that the two of them are from two different worlds after all.

If Jiang Cheng is willing, he can integrate into his life, but if he is not willing, then there is no place for him in his other side.

Fortunately, just before the string in Fatty's heart broke, Jiang Cheng finally spoke.

“The content in the newspaper changed,” he said. “The previous information disappeared, and in the blank spaces there were taboos about the mission.”

A trace of doubt flashed in the fat man's eyes.

He keenly captured the word Jiang Cheng mentioned.

Taboo.

rather than clues.

"The ghost on the mission cannot kill again in the same place," Jiang Cheng turned his head and said.

The fat man opened his eyes slightly, and his thoughts returned to the mission in an instant.

The cheongsam girl died in the dormitory, Long Tao died in the remote men's bathroom, Luo Yi died in the archives room, Zhen Jianren died in the equipment center, and Yu Wen died in the past represented by the mirror world.

Indeed, listing all the players whose death places can be confirmed, it can be seen that no two people died in the same place.

This must be why the doctor has the confidence to sleep so freely at night.

After all, the cheongsam girl had already taken the lead and died there.

The fat man licked his chapped lips and asked in a low voice: "Are there any other taboos?"

"Yes," Jiang Cheng nodded, not hiding anything. He looked into the fat man's eyes, "but you don't need to know."

The fat man only hesitated for a second when he heard this sentence, and then he was relieved. He nodded and said: "I understand, doctor."

He knew in his heart that with Jiang Cheng's ability, it was completely unnecessary and not difficult to trick him.

Since he said that, he must have a reason.

As for Jiangcheng's theory, except for the part related to KTV that is not reliable, the rest is still very reliable.

Tonight's conversation should have ended here. The fat man stood up and was about to refill the doctor's cup of warm water, but the moment his finger touched the cup, his body shook violently.

"Doctor," the fat man looked at Jiang Cheng with undisguised urgency in his eyes, "Is that newspaper the reward for completing the last mission?"

Jiang Cheng looked back at him, their eyes meeting each other.

"yes."

"What about the reward this time?"

He didn't get an answer, but he was surprised to find Jiang Cheng's eyes on him, which was different from usual.

The air suddenly became heavy.

The fat man seemed to suddenly realize something.

He didn't dare to move. After a few seconds, he slowly stretched out his hand and groped back and forth on himself.

He first unzipped his coat, then several pockets

Finally, in a hidden inner pocket close to the body, a piece of slightly yellowed paper was found.

It looks like a newspaper.

There were jagged marks at the corners, and it looked like a torn newspaper.

The fat man didn't even open it, but handed the paper over obediently, and then placed it on the table in front of Jiang Cheng.

did not expect--

Jiang Cheng didn't even read the newspaper, his eyes were still looking at the fat man's face, his eyes as calm as the sea.

Being stared at by such eyes, the fat man felt that his soul was about to fly out, and his legs could not help shaking, as if he would kneel down in the next second.

"Doctor," the fat man said with a grimace, "listen to my explanation. I really didn't know this thing was on me. If I had known, I would have taken it out to you long ago."

"I don't mean to take it all to myself"

The fat man's words were so sincere that he could only swear.

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng finally looked away.

The fat man who was out of sight immediately began to gasp for air. The mountainous pressure just now almost stopped his breathing. He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and even his back was wet.

He looked at Jiang Cheng with a worried expression, like a student who had made a mistake, hiding in the dark and secretly observing the teacher.

After Jiang Cheng picked up the newspaper, he did not open it in front of the fat man, but put it into his pocket.

Fatty caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye and felt a chill in his heart.

But he had no excuse for this.

He couldn't remember how many times the doctor had saved him in his nightmares. Without the doctor, he would have been cold, but now something like this happened.

Although he really didn't mean to.

"Doctor," he said seemingly unwilling to give up, but unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head -

"Zhiqua——"

The legs of the chair rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound. Jiang Cheng stood up, first stretched out his wrinkled clothes, and then left without looking back.

The footsteps on the stairs made a dull sound, which made the fat man feel more and more uncomfortable.

Out of ideas, he waited for a while until there was no sound from above, then he slowly moved upstairs. He knew in his heart that he could only blame himself for this matter.

After all, he and the doctor just met by chance, let alone in a ghostly place like a nightmare.

The doctor's willingness to take him in was an act of kindness and justice.

Putting himself in his shoes, if such a thing happened to him, what would he think as Jiang Cheng?

He will also naturally suspect that the other party wants to monopolize it.

Trust always has limits.

What's more, it's something that can save lives.

The fat man came to the second floor, and the temporary sleeping place he had packed up was right in front of him. He sighed, silently packed up his things, and prepared to leave.

The doctor did not take the initiative to drive him away, and had already saved enough face for himself.

Fortunately, there are not many things, just a small bag to pack.

The fat man carried his bag and looked back at this unfamiliar place, feeling a little disappointed.

He left a note on the bedroom doorknob, reminding Jiang Cheng not to forget the ribs and fish in the refrigerator.

Especially the ribs cannot be stored for long in normal mode.

Just when the fat man turned around to leave, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

A shadow stretched over the old man.

"If you don't hand it over tonight, guess what will happen?" Jiang Cheng's voice was as cold as ice: "Damn fat man."