Jing Yu stretched out his hand, his nails were trimmed round and regular, and the nail bed showed a healthy light pink color.
And... Jing He's nails on both hands were almost worn away, and there was still a faint trace of blood on his fingertips. When he touched it, he howled.
Extremely sad.
Yun Tuan walked to the window and looked out - two to three hundred meters away, the building that was completed four months ago and put into use recently has been bombed into ruins.
Steel bars, bricks and various pieces of furniture inside were piled up randomly in the open air.
"Build and demolish, demolish and build, what are you doing?"
Yun Tuan was puzzled. Even if the group opposite went bankrupt, the building could still be rented to others. Wouldn't it be a pity to blow it up?
"Those who sign can get a lot of kickbacks. If you go around like this, someone's wallet will become bulging." After Jinghe made sure that his phalanges were fine, he found the medical kit and applied several layers of medicine before wrapping it with a bandage.<
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"This is too obvious. Can you be sure if you check it?" Yun Tuan muttered, lowering his head to study the scratches on his fingernails.
The scratches are messy, mostly very shallow and can leave traces, which are caused by fingernail chips and dust from blasting.
Yun Tuan found paper and pen, and copied down the scratches on the windowsill one by one, but she couldn't determine the order in which the scratches were made. The water-based pen she got had some ink leakage, and the writing was mushy on the paper. No clues found yet.
She did the next best thing and took pictures of the scratches from multiple angles with her mobile phone, planning to go back to the apartment and deduce the symbols formed by the scratches.
"If your identity and background... were powerful enough, no one would check it." Jing Yu chuckled.
"That sounds pretty nasty."
Yun Tuan shook his head, took a picture of the scratches on his desk, and said half seriously and half jokingly: "When we enter the dungeon later, we may need to tie ourselves up and find a way to get a machine that can automatically infuse fluids." p>
She can probably understand Paradise's approach - whatever body it can obtain, it first inserts the consciousness that it deems useless or threatening, and eliminates the hidden dangers one by one.
What is not available is that the purpose of killing these objects can also be achieved by repeatedly damaging the player's body due to the passage of time in the real world when entering the park.
In short, if you can't get it, destroy it.
When all that is left in the world is silly and sweet, it is the world of paradise.
Jing Yu nodded and thought carefully for a few seconds, "Intelligent control, but also to prevent intrusion. After all, the park itself is also a set of data."
Jing He put the medicine back in the medicine box, but his fingers wrapped like carrots couldn't cover it. He could only use his eyes to ask Yun Tuan for help - after all, it was still working time, and he and Yun Tuan could barely be considered subordinates, even if she wanted to
Even if I laugh, I will laugh secretly in my heart.
Yun Tuan put away his mobile phone and put the medical kit back to its original place.
"The funds required for the security system are too high. I can't afford it even if I work for five thousand years." She frowned. When she looked up, she unexpectedly saw some scratch marks on the inside of the vent of the air conditioner.
Yun Tuan imagined the way Jing He stood on tiptoes and raised his hands to scratch the air conditioner. The corners of his mouth raised and then lowered. After repeating this several times, she found a footprint on the armrest of the stool next to her.
Strange...
Didn't you check here just now?
Yun Tuan compared her shoe size in her mind, and the shoe print seemed to be hers.
So, she was the one scratching the air conditioner?
This angle——
She gestured, if the stool was not moved, then she would need to hold the cabinet with one hand and stretch out her other hand to scratch the air conditioner, her posture twisted like a snake.
Just imagining it, Yun Tuan feels pain in his back.
"Of course you don't need to pay for the funds - are they available over there?" Jing Yu looked along the clouds' line of sight. There seemed to be something reflecting light inside the air conditioner blades.