"Also, if everyone knows that this method can bring wealth and status, those who are slow to start, or the disadvantaged groups, will have no chance of survival."
Yun Tuan shook his head, composed himself, and continued to read.
These jars should be abandoned, they are piled randomly in the empty teaching building.
But isn’t this a bit too blatant?
If a homeless person comes to the building to take shelter from the cold at night, or if a construction team building a road wants to find a place to rest, it is easy to spot the dangerous building of the school and discover the bloodstains and numerous evil deeds.
Unless... no one who enters the teaching building can leave.
This way there will be no future troubles.
"Ahem!"
The man lying in the back row suddenly coughed, with a faint wheezing sound.
The clouds happened to reach the last photo, and she looked back doubtfully for a while. She realized that the symptoms were not like asthma, and she shouldn't die in a while.
"There are many diseases that can cause rales in the lungs, asthma is just one of them, it may also be tuberculosis, pneumonia..."
Jing Yu spoke in a calm tone, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"Isn't that contagious?" Yun Tuan subconsciously held his breath.
"It's too late. I would have contracted it earlier. The car is a confined space." Jing Yu chuckled, still not at all nervous.
Yun Tuan looked back, silently opened the car window, and breathed in the stale air of the underground parking lot.
"Then let Jinghe bring some protective equipment?"
"No, we will die together." Jing Yu suddenly turned his head and looked at the girl with messy hair.
Yun Tuan's vision wandered, "What's wrong? Is there something on my head?"
It shouldn’t be. As long as the black cat is around, the dirty things can’t follow.
"Your new hairstyle, perhaps, humans still can't understand this advanced art."
The cloud's hair is messy, and it looks a bit like a sea urchin when it is exploded by static electricity. There is a kind of wild and unstable mood in every move.
"Isn't this simple enough? I think there will be a sense of anxiety inside."
Yun Tuan pulled off the braid, took out the small comb in his handbag, slowly combed the messy part, and tied it into a simple ponytail.
She wasn't worried that the agent's appearance was too glamorous. He looked like he was selling small commodities or selling insurance, so he wouldn't look like Qiao Senbei's grandma.
Being messy makes things feel more urgent.
"Who would have expected that he would fall before we even started to persuade him..." Yun Tuan murmured and looked at the time, "Why hasn't Jinghe come yet?"
"Yes, the paparazzi are faster than him."
Jing Yu looked at the two or three sneaking figures in the corner of the parking lot and tapped his ring.
Bu Yehou answered the call and left.
After a while, it returned successfully.
"What did you do?" Yun Tuan touched the black cat, puzzled.
[Yun Anchor, I took away their cameras and mobile phone memory cards and formatted them.]
Hou Ye replied, standing in Jing Yu's arms, looking a little cramped.
Xiao Xi waved her wings and greeted her idol excitedly.
Yun Tuan nodded. Bu Yehou's formatting might be different from the formatting she understood. For example... it might be that the data was completely shattered and could no longer be repaired.
Knock knock knock.
As soon as he turned his head, Jinghe's entire face was pressed against the passenger window, distorted and flat.
He tried his best to look inside and pounded on the car window, like a pervert.
The clouds pushed down the car window, and the glass covered with gray sunscreen film rubbed against Jinghe's face, making a harsh sound.
Jing He covered his face, "I've been beating him for a long time, my reaction is really slow."
Under the dim light of the car roof, the girl's face was as white as jade, her expression was indifferent, and her hands kept touching the black cat.
"There are people in the back seat, so it's useless for you to hit the front seat." Yun Tuan smiled slightly.