After friendly negotiations within the organization, Bobo once again assumed the responsibility of taking care of Zhang Boyin, who lost his mind.
"Okay," the fool clapped his hands and pointed at the head of the bed, "it's very tight, you don't have to worry."
Two pieces of rope were tied at the head of the bed, and the other end of the rope tightly bound the hands of Zhang Boyin, who was in a coma.
"Since it's so tight, it seems like I'm not needed here anymore," Bobo said with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, "Can I go to the Eight Immortals Village with you?"
"Bobo, the overall situation is the most important thing," the fool jumped out of bed, "Everyone, let's set off."
Under Bobo's resentful gaze, everyone closed the door to Zhang Boyin's house, walked into the elevator, and had to take a taxi after leaving the community.
"Is there no news about Zhao Baihuan yet?"
Seeing Jasmine looking at her phone, Qin Yin leaned over and asked.
"I feel like he won't reply to our messages anymore," Jasmine sighed, raised her chin and looked out the car window, "Sigh, I don't know if this matter can be resolved as soon as possible."
"It's almost solved, don't worry." Qin Yin patted her arm soothingly.
"Um."
"By the way...why are you so anxious?" Qin Yin changed the subject and asked, "I remember that you seemed to be in a hurry from the beginning..."
Jasmine's back stiffened for a second, and she slowly straightened her upper body awkwardly.
Xiaolan heard the conversation between the two and turned to look at Jasmine curiously.
"I...am I in a hurry?" Jasmine's eyes and expression showed full of unnaturalness.
"You are as eager as if you wanted us to be reincarnated, right, Qiao Nian, Xiaolan."
Qiao Nian on the far left and Xiao Lan in front nodded vigorously.
"Okay..." Jasmine glanced at the two of them resentfully, "I admit, it's because... my birthday is coming soon."
"Oh my God, your birthday is coming, Jasmine, you are going to be an adult," Qin Yin excitedly shook Jasmine's hand, "How many more days are there?"
"Well, there's about half a month left."
"..."
"So Jasmine, you are so anxious now. Are you planning to rehearse half a month in advance?"
"I have to prepare," Jasmine frowned, "This is a coming-of-age ceremony, why should I prepare earlier?"
That's not an unacceptable reason.
No matter so much, as soon as they heard that Jasmine's birthday party was coming soon, the girls in the car instantly became happy, and the troubles that had been lingering on them for several days finally subsided.
"By the way, don't tell me that I'm getting ready yet," Jasmine warned as she was about to get out of the car, "I'll give you a surprise when the time comes."
"Shouldn't we give you a surprise for your birthday?"
"Don't mention it anyway, you will know later."
The car carrying the girls parked in front, and the boys jogged over. A group of people stood at the bottom of the building, staring at the hanging sign of the Eight Immortals Village in mid-air.
It was almost evening, the sky was dark, and there were almost no businesses in this building. Originally, only a sign of the Eight Immortals Village would light up the eyes of the building in the darkness, but now, there is no light at all.
"The last merchant has closed down, but this elevator is still running." The fool pressed the elevator button and turned back to his friends.
"Not only that," the Taoist priest stared at the dancing numbers on the top of the elevator door, "but the elevator actually comes down from above."
"I saw it too," Luo Jiutian and the Taoist Master looked at each other knowingly, "They came down from the level of the Eight Immortals Village."
This shows...
"They're inside." Jasmine said decisively.
"Then we have to sneak in in front of others again," Qin Yin touched Xiaolan's head, "just like last time."
"But this time, we have to ask clearly," Jasmine raised her chin, "He lied last time, let's see what he says this time."
When the elevator opens, you are faced with the closed door of Baxian Village. Through the glass door, you can see the old junk scattered everywhere inside and a few open cardboard boxes.
Everyone took out portable flashlights very professionally.
It's nice to have money to update equipment, even if it's other people's money.
"It's still locked," the fool at the front pulled the big padlock on the door, "Come on, Xiaolan."
"Click."
"No matter how many times I see it, I always admire it," Luo Jiutian asked Xiaolan while removing the chains with the fool, "Xiaolan, for you, are doors in this world just decorations, except for the function of blocking the wind?
outside."
"I can't open all locks, I can only open and..."
"It's open."
"squeak--"
Before Xiaolan could finish speaking, everyone walked in quietly.
"Creak!"
"What's the sound?" Qin Yin looked at the ground.
"I stepped on something."
The fool raised his feet, and under his feet was a... pale human hand.
Luo Jiutian knelt down and poked the hand.
"It's a prosthetic hand, made of rubber."
"Huh? Are you not afraid now?" Qin Yin's flashlight moved from that hand to Luo Jiutian's face.
"This is all in reality. There is nothing to be afraid of. It is not a game."
This man is really strange.
Xiaolan glanced at him.
"What a strange idea you have," Qin Yin glanced at the two of them, "How come you are the same as Xiaolan."
?
"Have you seen anyone?" Jasmine glanced around.
"The door is locked, will he be gone?" Qiao Nian asked.
"The door was locked when we came here last time," Baomu's voice was very low and soft, "There must be other exits here...Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhingingy being beingizing" Baomu's voice was very low but also soft.
The room fell silent instantly, and everyone held their breath in unison.
"There is movement there." Baomu pointed sharply in the direction of the passage.
A group of people stood on tiptoes and moved there.
This time, they can hear it too.
A rustling sound continued to come from a tightly closed black door beside the passage.
The fool put his hand on the door, tested it slightly, then turned his head and mouthed, "It's okay."
The Taoist priest waved his right hand and mouthed, "Push away."
"Bang!...squeak——"
"who?!"
A dark figure in the room suddenly stood up.
Against the backdrop of several beams of flashlight light and the light from the display screen, Zhao Baihuan or Zhao Qianle's faces were full of vigilance and astonishment. Although his eyes were narrowed by the light, he still recognized them at a glance.
"Why are you here? How did you get in?"
"Are you...Zhao Baihuan?" The Taoist priest walked into the room and looked the man up and down.
It turns out that this is the control room.
What is playing on the screen is the surveillance in each room. There are people appearing in the surveillance video. It seems to be the previous video.
"I am Zhao Baihuan. My brother is packing things at home." Zhao Baihuan glanced at them with a complicated expression. "I will come to the store to pick up some sundries at the end. What are you going to do?"
Zhao Baihuan's eyes were full of doubts, but fortunately the light was dim and he didn't realize that he was being targeted.