The pupils of the curly-haired young man are in an earthquake.

"...Brother Bai, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"Well, didn't I just remember this?" Bai Su said without apology.

He watched the human youth wander back and forth in the room, going around from the door to the window, trying to pull on the window a few times, trying to open it. After failure, he went to the bathroom and studied the structure of the bathroom.

However, this is all in vain. Unless humans have the ability to tear down the wall, it will be difficult to get out.

Bai Sujing watched An Xiangwen work hard for a while, until he was out of breath but couldn't do anything. Instead, there was a banging on the door outside.

A voice from the outside warned: "Be quiet."

The curly-haired young man shook twice and wordlessly put down the bedside table he had raised in his hand.

His arms were also shaking. His arm strength was not strong enough to support him in throwing the heavy object, and it took all his strength just to lift it up.

"Go to sleep." Bai Su said suddenly.

The curly-haired young man looked over with some confusion in his eyes: "Brother Bai, I think we should hurry up now..."

"Go to sleep." Bai Su repeated. "When you are full, you will have time to think about what to do."

An Xiangwen obviously didn't want to end today's world like this: "But I..." Have you slept for a long time in the afternoon?

Before the curly-haired young man finished speaking, a book suddenly stood up in front of his eyes.

I don’t know how Bai Su came close and opened the book on the bed. Anyway, after An Xiangwen’s eyes met the paper sandwiched in the book, among the circles of red outlines, the human vision was blurred, and sleepiness swept over the consciousness.

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An Xiangwen: Wait...I want to say that I haven’t eaten yet!

When the curly-haired young man fell down on the bed with a thud, Bai Su blinked.

"That's really how it's used..." Bai Su murmured in a low voice, "It's not in vain that I endured my nausea and tore out the page."

The book with the paper between it was closed again, held up in disgust by the palms that suddenly grew into white flakes, and was thrown into the corner of the room.

After doing this, Bai Su looked at the curly-haired young man lying on the bed, sleeping in an uncomfortable position.

After thinking about this human being and the several incidents he had experienced, Bai Su reluctantly helped him. Bai Su wrapped him up in cotton wool and straightened him into a posture that would prevent him from having back pain when he woke up the next day.

As for the quilt? If he can put a human head on the pillow, it’s a waste of time.

A layer of white gauze blew over the items in the room, and when the wind-like movement fell, the black-haired young man also leaned on the bed.

He closed his eyes and breathed shallowly.

The room fell into silence, and the time that no one knew had reached seven o'clock.

The room became quiet, and people began to walk back and forth in the corridor.

A pretty woman appeared in the elevator on this floor. She walked out of the elevator and exchanged a few words with the two men guarding the stairs. The men truthfully told them what happened before.

"Is that so?" The delicate woman nodded, "I understand."

After saying that, she stepped forward on her high heels, and the clicking sound was particularly noticeable in the quiet corridor, bringing an uneasy atmosphere to the night.

The delicate woman skipped the front doors and stopped in front of the one she was more interested in. She put her ear to the door and listened for a while, but did not hear any sound coming from inside.

The dormitory in this building was temporarily rented and renovated. I only had time to clear out the furniture, but the surveillance system has not yet been installed.

It would be much easier to observe if a surveillance camera was installed... The delicate woman listened for a long time, and finally took out the key from her pocket and quietly opened the door.

This is a very risky move for a delicate woman, but she is confident that even if there is any movement between the two people inside the door, they will not be able to escape from this corridor.

She pushed the door open a crack, and the first thing she saw was the curly-haired young man lying on the right side. He was lying in a very peaceful posture, covered with a white sheet and could be sent directly to the morgue.

The pretty woman pushed the door open wider, and saw a young black-haired man on the left leaning on the bedside, "closing his eyes and concentrating".

Both of them were resting and very quiet.

It's unusually quiet.

This is not the first time that a comely woman has used special means to leave people downstairs in the company for follow-up processing, but this is the first time she has seen such a calm reaction.

Is there a back-up plan? That’s not right, the mobile phones should be taken away.

One was from their staff, and the other was discovered afterwards that the other person had left his cell phone in the break room.

The signal is also blocked, so even if there are any missing ones, it won’t cause any harm.

The delicate woman looked around a few more times, and after confirming that everyone in the room was resting, she closed the door.

There was a lock on the door, and a delicate woman stood at the door, stretched out her hand, smoothed it, and pressed down her collar.

She then observed the other occupied rooms in turn, and the remaining people were not as quiet as the first room. Some were struggling and some were resisting.

All in all, anyone with any brains would have reacted and taken action after the phone disappeared.

The delicate women showed a different fighting ability than during the day. If they could persuade with words, they would persuade, and if they could not be persuaded, they would take action.

The electroshock device obtained illegally was stabbed accurately, and after stunning the person, the delicate woman waved her hand, and the strong man in the corridor quickly ran over and helped her carry the person back to the bed.

As the number of times increased, the strong man's movements gradually became mechanical, and he asked: "Sister, there are a lot of people this time, is it okay?"

A woman with a delicate appearance and no eldest sister's temperament: "...don't call me eldest sister."

A brawny man with no brains: "Okay, sister, no problem, sister!"

Pretty woman: "...forget it."

After checking the last room, the pretty woman locked the door and threw a bunch of keys to the strong man to take. She reached out and pressed her neck. She felt a little sore on the back of her neck and felt uncomfortable.

"It doesn't matter how many people there are." The delicate woman shook her head slightly, "The day for regular inspections from above is coming, so it doesn't matter how many people there are."

The strong man counted the days in a low voice and nodded clearly: "In this case, if someone comes from above, it will be no problem."

Different from their own shoddy methods of conducting pyramid schemes, the skills of the people above the thread are amazing. It seems that with just a few actions and some magical words, they can coax people to follow their own ideas.<

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"If it weren't for the inspection coming soon, I wouldn't take such a risk and keep all those who meet the requirements." The delicate woman said, "Okay, you can watch carefully here, but I guess nothing will happen."

The strong men responded and shouted "I know, sister", which made the delicate woman who was about to leave almost tripped and fell to the ground.

She immediately quickened her pace, quickly walked to the elevator, and pressed the up button.

While waiting for the elevator to arrive, the delicate woman rubbed the back of her neck again.

The human woman's hands pressed on the cervical vertebrae one by one. She finally touched the root of the hair and kept twisting it, but the sour feeling was not relieved.

"What's going on..." She murmured, gradually increasing the strength of her hands.

Ding, the elevator is here.

The empty car opened in front of her, and a delicate woman stepped in. She stood on the side of the number button and pressed the number button upstairs.

After that, she leaned against the wall and waited for the elevator to slowly go up.

And in the side corner that was out of her sight and out of the reach of the elevator monitor, white threads were densely covered with the white shirt of the delicate woman.

As the elevator door closes, the last trace of wind is cut off, and the fluff hangs motionless like spider silk that has completed its web.

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If the company is still brightly lit at night, it must be an evil company that exploits its employees.

Therefore, the company starting with Tuochuan did not turn on all the lights, and the unoccupied office returned to darkness, leaving only the front desk, corridor and individual rooms in use.

It was under such circumstances that the pretty woman returned upstairs and opened the access control in front of the company.

The front desk was now empty. The pretty woman continued walking inside, walked to the office area, and knocked on the outermost glass door.

"Today - ah, there are two people staying to work overtime."

The lamps were not fully turned on, leaving only light in areas where people were present. The reflection of the computer screen made people shed tears of emotion at the level of their professionalism.

There were two people sitting in the office area. One was a young man who was responsible for looking after the door and chatting with An Xiangwen in the afternoon.

He put his feet up on the table, and the computer screen in front of him was split into two parts. On one side was the video he was watching with headphones on, and on the other side was a dense surveillance screen with countless small grids arranged together.
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The young man vaguely heard the voice but did not turn around. He just shook his head twice to show that he understood. His eyes were still glued to the left half of the screen in front of him. The video looked more attractive.

The other person was an unwell colleague who came to work in the afternoon. He was wearing a coat and hunched over, huddled in front of the computer typing away. He also didn’t look back, and he didn’t even respond.

The delicate woman didn't care about the two people's reactions. She walked over to herself, dragged a chair and sat next to the young man, leaning her head against his to watch the video with him.

After watching it for a while, the pretty woman showed a hard-to-speak expression: "Such a vulgar video... let's watch something good."

"After making so much money, be kind to yourself."

The young man kept wearing the headphones and smiled: "The more money I have, the more I pay. I am still very poor."

"I hope today's batch... looks like the deposits are quite large."

The young man murmured, and the two of them were quiet for a while. Videos of the pretty woman complaining about her filth were played one after another, and the minute hand of the clock moved a small half circle.

The last video to be watched in the list came to an end, and the young man finally ended his upright fishing career. He zoomed in on the dense surveillance screen on the right half.
To be continued...