Ye Wan calmly replied: "Talking about serious matters, how do you plan to test that kid?"
Lin Xiaoxiao thought for a while, then smiled meaningfully, "Let him have a nightmare first."
Ye Wan frowned: "Stop when you are ready."
"rest assured."
At this time, Qingchen also came to queue up for lunch.
He walked forward with a plate, but one hand suddenly pulled him out of the line to make food.
Qingchen was stunned. Lin Xiaoxiao pulled him and said as he walked, "You don't have to line up with them in the future. What line can people who can play chess with the boss?"
The prisoners on both sides watched this scene silently, and everyone's eyes were closely touching Qingchen's body.
The originally noisy environment suddenly became quiet, as if everyone was holding their breath.
At this moment, they realized that Qingchen was no longer the same as them.
Lin Xiaoxiao squatted on the chair beside Qingchen and said with a smile: "Don't be surprised. Those who can play chess with the boss naturally have to receive some special treatment. Let's eat it quickly, although the food in prison No. 18 is not delicious at all."
Qingchen looked up at Li Shutong opposite him. The other party was eating slowly, without any intention of talking to him.
He looked at the crowd again, Lu Guangyi in the queue was quietly giving him a thumbs up...
...
At 8:40 pm, Qingchen returned to his cell at the prescribed time.
When everyone else was lined up to return to the room, he tried to move freely from the team. Sure enough, the machine guards no longer cared about him.
The prisoners looked at him with envious eyes, and Qingchen walked in the long corridor like a maverick wolf.
The single room was empty. After the alloy gate was closed, he walked to the sink to brush his teeth and wash his face.
But after not taking two steps, he suddenly felt a strong sense of sleepiness coming.
This sleepiness comes extremely abnormal. Even if he uses his brain too much during the day, he will not be trapped to the point where his willpower cannot support it.
There is something weird!
Before she could think too much, Qingchen lay down on the ground.
In the dream, Qingchen stood awake in the living room of a dim villa.
At first he knew it was a dream and knew very well that his body was actually still in the cell.
But after two seconds, he forgot everything, as if he should have been here, and no longer remembered that it was a dream.
In the living room of the villa, there is a firewood burning in the fireplace. There is a unique damp smell in the house. The moisture in the house is being baked and evaporated by the fireplace and condensed on the roof.
There is a crystal ceiling on the high roof. Qingchen looked around and couldn't find its switch for a week.
When he looked around, Qingchen's pupils suddenly narrowed.
There was blood on the stairs on the second floor.
There were cat scratches on the sofa placed in the living room, and the leather was cut by sharp claws one by one.
Photo frames were placed on the table of the fireplace, and the glass of the photo frame was broken and the photos disappeared.
There were blue-gray knife marks on the wall. When the fireplace was pounding, the marks on the wall and the cracks on the sofa were twisting strangely.
On the carpet, there was a bloody dagger.
Someone wrote two eye-catching big words on the floor next to the carpet with blood: There is a ghost.
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Qingchen took a deep breath, and he walked towards the door without touching anything in the house: "Who?"
A relaxed voice came from outside: "Police, police number 27149, is it the police you called? Please open the door."
Qingchen hesitated and opened the door. There was a young policeman outside holding a case record book in his forehand.
As soon as the policeman opened the door, he saw blood flowing down the stairs leading to the second floor. He quickly walked up the stairs and said as he walked: "Reporter, please stand in place and don't move, lock the door!"
Qingchen was a little confused, but for some reason, he subconsciously followed the other party's instructions.
The young policeman went upstairs, and Qingchen was always standing at the door.
Less than half a minute later, there was a knock on the door outside again.
Qingchen asked, "Who?"
"Police, police number 27149, is it the police you called? Please open the door."
Qingchen was stunned for a moment, police number 27149 has already gone upstairs... Who is outside the door?!
The policeman outside the door was urging: "Hello, please open the door."
Qingchen took a deep breath and walked into the house. He wanted to bend down to pick up the bloody dagger on the street stall, but there seemed to be a transparent obstacle between him and the dagger.
He is only one step away from the dagger, but he will never be able to touch it.
Someone doesn't want him to take a knife.
Someone wants to trap him here.
But the countdown on his arms was still beating, and his heart and blood were also beating and flowing.
He came to this cold mechanical world alone without any worries, and there was no way back.
"Get out," Qingchen said coldly, his pupils narrowed again, as if he used all his courage to turn into a sharp blade and cut something open.
The inexplicable sound of glass breaking sounded in the empty living room of the villa, and the obstacle between him and the dagger was shattered.
Someone exclaimed softly.
Qingchen picked up the knife and turned around and walked towards the stairs.
Outside the door, the policeman whispered: "Open the door, report the person, why don't you open the door for me?"
Qingchen replied coldly: "When I kill this one inside, I will open it for you."
Lin Xiaoxiao: "???"
At this time, Qingchen finally remembered that while removing the obstacles when he was holding the knife, he also broke the blockade of this nightmare from his memory.
It turned out that he was in the nightmare that Lin Xiaoxiao created for him.
Chapter completed!