"He's going to showdown," said Jiang Cheng.

"Showdown?" The fat man blinked, "Who did he with?"

"Of course it's the guy who killed his teammates." Jiang Cheng seemed to feel uncomfortable with the wet sleeves, pulled up a few times before continuing.

"ghost?"

"Tsk." Jiang Cheng glanced at the fat man, as if he wanted to say a few words to him, but in the end he seemed to think of something, so he changed his tone and said, "Crimson Red."

The moment he heard these two words, the fat man became excited: "Doctor," he asked: "Is the Crimson Man who killed Zuo Jing?"

"uh-huh."

"Who is it?" the fat man asked anxiously.

Jiang Cheng stretched out his sore legs, turned his head to look at the fat man for a few seconds, and then slowly uttered two words: "Youqi."

"He..." The fat man swallowed, frowned, and asked in a daze: "Doctor, how did you see it?"

"It's not what I can see, it's Zuo Jing said." Jiang Cheng glanced at the desktop.

The fat man understood and ran to the table, poured a cup of hot tea, ran back and handed the tea cup to Jiang Cheng.

After taking a sip of hot tea, Jiang Cheng's face turned rosy, "When An Xuan walked up, he blocked our vision with his body."

"When I first saw Zuo Jing's body, her right hand was clenched, but after An Xuan left, all the fingers of the body's right hand were broken."

Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man, "The thing Zuo Jing tried hard to save was taken away by An Xuan."

The fat man lowered his voice, "What is it?"

Jiang Cheng reached out to take out a small thing from his clothes. When he spread his palms, the fat man paused for a moment and asked with a strange expression: "That branch?"

"For Zuo Jing, the game was over before it even started." Jiang Cheng looked at the branch in his hand and sighed: "No matter what she did in the game, she couldn't change the ending because... she was targeted by a ghost before the game started."

The fat man's expression was stunned.

"Youqi dropped her branch." Jiang Cheng said calmly: "The middle-aged woman gave him seven, but he got into a fake one, and no one noticed this at that time."

The fat man recalled fiercely in his mind that indeed, the middle-aged woman did not ask Yuqi to pick up the branches at that time, nor did he ask him to distribute it. He walked up to it himself.

Because he was closest to the door at that time, no one noticed it.

And after Uchi took the initiative to take the branch, the middle-aged woman suddenly laughed in a low voice and said, "You can assign it yourself, and then turn around and leave."

Thinking about it now, these are all abnormal.

"Doctor..." The fat man raised his head.

"Don't ask me how the extra branches of Yuqi came from. Maybe he broke one of them and turned into two pieces, or maybe he broke them off with a branch that picked red cloth. I don't know the specifics." Jiang Cheng predicted the fat man's next question and directly sealed his mouth.

"You can keep this question and ask Yuqi." Jiang Cheng shrugged, "But I don't think you have this opportunity."

The fat man found a chair to sit down, and after a moment, he asked in a low voice: "Doctor, do you think Youchi will be killed?"

"No." Jiang Cheng said, "I mean you."

Although I knew the doctor was running the train, the fat man was still symbolically scared and then continued to ask: "Doctor, I'm honest. I think this is very powerful. How did you know..."

"One An Xuan, plus one Xia Meng, if they can't even deal with one Yuqi, there is no need for me to watch the night guard." Jiang Cheng said, "Disband as soon as possible and go to our nightclub to work."

The fat man thought for a while and felt that what the doctor said made sense. "The doctor," the fat man raised his head, "What do we do next? Do we need help?"

"Who are you helping?" Jiang Cheng stared at the fat man, "Help Xia Meng and An Xuan?"

The fat man looked at him in confusion, as if he didn't understand the doctor's meaning. Could it be that he would still help Crimson?

"Think about it, after An Xuan and Xia Meng dealt with Youqi, who will be the next one... turn?" Jiang Cheng asked with his teacup in his hand.

"Is it...we?"

Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes and didn't say anything. After a while, he looked out the window and suddenly said, "Fatty."

"I'm here for doctor." The fat man nodded obediently.

"I can't figure out one thing." Jiang Cheng crossed his legs and sat up. His eyes looked at the fat man and couldn't help but make the latter get up formally, "I want to hear what you think."

The fat man straightened his body, "Doctor, tell me."

Jiang Cheng thought for a while and suddenly said, "Why are we?" He paused and explained, "I mean, why did Xia Meng's group choose us to accompany her on this mission?"

The fat man was stunned for a few seconds and returned: "Doctor, didn't that middle-aged man say it? We had a long face and didn't know us, so it was convenient for us to hide."

"It's all nonsense." Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "I don't think Crimson will know every night watchman, which is unrealistic."

"Since the Night Watch organization exists, there must be a reason for it to exist. At least it dares to send members to snipe Crimson from the nightmare, it means that at least on the surface, its strength is stronger than Crimson."

"If it's just to protect Xia Meng to survive, then you can pick out two more masters from the Night Watcher, take over us, and accompany her into the nightmare," Jiang Cheng raised his head, "What do you want us to do?"

"What's more, we don't support each other, you should be able to see that Xia Meng and An Xuan Zuo Jing are also guarding us." Jiang Cheng asked: "They tried their best to pull us into the game, and then they must be careful about us. "Jiang Cheng paused, "What do they want?"

"Doctor." The fat man was stunned when he heard this, licked his lips, and said embarrassedly: "Just say whatever you think, I... I'm so smart. Compared with you, it may be worse than a tofu brain that costs 2 yuan a bowl of breakfast."

"The ones who are really hiding in the dark in this book are the Night Watcher, An Xuan and Zuo Jing." Jiang Cheng exhaled: "Like Xia Meng, we are all baits on the surface."

A moment later, Jiang Cheng added: "I can't think of any other reason other than that."

"We are also bait?" The fat man felt a little incredible. "Doctor, we did not offend Crimson, it doesn't make sense to us."

Jiang Cheng did not answer this question. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, but still shook his head, "I don't know the answer, maybe I'm thinking too much."

The fat man stepped forward and patted the doctor on the shoulder, comforted him, "Doctor, don't think too much, wait until you go out."

After all, it is still in the dungeon, and the mission is on the verge of ending. According to past experience, the ghost will become more and more crazy as it ends.

Zuo Jing's death... I'm afraid it won't be able to hold back the ghost for much time.
Chapter completed!