Chapter five hundred and ninety eight: depression and anxiety
Just like a death row prisoner receiving a notice of pardon, or a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw and hearing a cry next to his ear, a magical scene happened. The middle-aged man who had just been crying suddenly stopped, froze for an instant, and then turned his head.
Just staring at each other blankly, staring at Zhao Ping intently.
Is this magical? No, it's not magical. The reason is that Fang Hai doesn't want to die. Even though he has collapsed and cried for a long time, he has not completely gone crazy after all. And Zhao Ping's words just now directly said that he is at this moment.
What he expected to hear most was, indeed, when he heard the other person say that he could still be saved, the man calmed down, stared at the other person, turned his tear-covered face towards the man with glasses, stared at it for a long time, and finally trembled slightly with a tone full of hope.
Said: "You, what did you just say?"
Seeing that the other party had regained his composure as expected, Zhao Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his mouth to repeat as he wished: "I said... I will save you."
………
Hearing these words again, Fang Hai's despairing face showed a hint of excitement involuntarily. There was no other reason. In his personal opinion, in the supernatural mission, although the dragons have great powers and are invincible, senior people can still do it.
Surviving one mission after another undoubtedly means that the other party has certain means to save his life. If a senior person intends to save himself, he may not really need to die.
Fang Hai thought, Zhao Ping didn't care what the middle-aged man thought. Seeing that the other party was honest and quiet, the man with glasses changed the subject, stared at Fang Hai's already slightly red eyes and said: "It's just that I'm not 100% sure to let you
Live, and before that you have to answer me a question."
"Mr. Zhao, please speak, please speak!"
As the saying goes, one ounce of hope requires 100% of hard work. Even if the other party doesn't promise that he can definitely save him, Fang Hai still places his hope on the man with glasses. When he heard that he had something to ask, the middle-aged man nodded happily. Zhao Ping also naturally did not intend to continue to be verbose and directly
Asked: "Did your eyes detect any abnormality before you saw the female locust?"
Maybe the question was a bit abrupt. As soon as he said this, not only did Fang Hai who was asked this time hesitate slightly, but also other people nearby felt a sense of astonishment. They did not expect that Zhao Ping would ask such a question. After the initial shock,
Silently, except for the newcomers, Peng Hu, Cheng Ying and Yao Fujiang vaguely guessed
What happened? Chen Xiaoyao was the only one who ignored Zhao Ping and others in front of him. In other words, the young man had been standing aside since the girl disappeared. He kept his brows furrowed and lowered his head in deep thought. He stared at the talisman in his hand for a long time without any response. After a long time, he said to himself
Yu murmured: "Is this something Li Qi can do?"
While muttering to himself, the young man raised his head silently and looked around. He did not look at anyone, but observed the room environment.
The camera moves to the opposite side.
"You don't have to worry. You can think about it slowly first and then tell the story. But you have to understand one thing. It's best to be more careful. The more detailed the better, because this is related to your final life or death."
Zhao Ping used a cautious reminder to make Fang Hai, who was just about to shake his head in denial, quickly give up and fall into deep memories. Looking at Fang Hai who lowered his head in memory, Zhao Ping did not mean to urge him. He just waited patiently on the side.
, time passed slowly in the silence and depression of everyone. It was not until three minutes passed that Fang Hai finally raised his head, and then said something to Zhao Ping and everyone present in an uncertain tone:
"Well, before I saw the female locust...I, I seemed to feel a little black dot floating into my eyes."
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On the morning of the fourth day of the supernatural mission, after breakfast, everyone except Peng Hu, who was out to deal with Meng Fei's body, gathered in the living room. On both sides of the sofa, everyone looked at each other in silence. The atmosphere was quite strange, and there was no sound.
Zhao Ping turned his head slightly, glanced at Fang Hai who was huddled in the corner due to excessive fear, and then fell into deep thought again.
The man with glasses reacted like this, and the other executors were also in different states. First of all, Yue Xiao and Gao Jikun were staring. Since they arrived in the living room with the senior people, their eyes had hardly left Zhao Ping's face. They knew that the man with glasses was thinking.
On the way out, they also knew that they must not disturb each other's thoughts at the moment. In addition, they had already pinned their hopes on each other. Under the influence, the expressions of the two of them magically changed along with the changes in the other's expressions.
People are different and have different ideas. Qian Xueling, who had been sitting next to Zhao Ping, was quite calm this time. She did not show a rare expression of fear. Instead, she glanced at Yue Xiao across from her with vigilant eyes from time to time. Seeing that the other party was always staring at
The bespectacled man's annoyance grew stronger, and gradually, she suddenly realized what she had vaguely figured out.
(No wonder this woman has deliberately approached me in the past few days. It turns out she wants to use me to get close to Zhao Ping...)
Of course, the thoughts in Qian Xueling's mind are not the focus. The focus comes from Cheng Ying, from the way the professional killer glanced at Zhao Ping a second ago.
Complex, complex is complex. No one knows what this look means, and it is indeed difficult for others to understand the meaning in his eyes. Only Zhao Ping knows it clearly. He clearly knows why the other person is staring at him, and he also understands his current situation.
Was thinking about something.
As the thinking continues to deepen, as the brain runs frequently, and finally reaches a dead end, my brows tighten, and a sigh comes out of my mind unconsciously:
(Chen Xiaoyao, you are right. That college student is indeed very important, so important that he cannot be replaced, and so important that he must be saved. Perhaps this is the reason why you are willing to risk your life to help him. Indeed, in analyzing the mystery and finding a way to survive
, I, after all, am slightly inferior to him.)
As early as half an hour ago, when Fang Hai informed him and everyone about the black dots and foreign objects in his eyes, Zhao Ping fell into deep thought. When he first got this information, he was a little happy, thinking that the clues were of high value and immediately started inferring analysis in his mind.
, However, unfortunately, no matter how hard he thought or racked his brains in the following time, in the end he could not come up with any answer, not even an uncertain guess.
As his thoughts fell into a dead end, the man with glasses panicked. He never dreamed that such a result would occur. In addition, his mind also unconsciously thought of someone, a college student who had been in a coma for a long time. Thinking of this person, the man with glasses
I couldn't help but feel emotional.
The emotion is not groundless, but comes from countless personal experiences and witnessing. Regarding the analytical ability... I have to say that the college student is really powerful. After all, in the past supernatural missions, many times the way out was found by the opponent. It is true that he
Zhao Ping is equally intelligent and capable. He is indeed better than others in analyzing clues and finding ways to survive. Otherwise, it would be impossible to find out the truth about Nvqi's abilities. However, if he compares his analytical ability alone...
Is this what is called specialization? Different specialties mean different natures? Yes, maybe he can analyze part of the answer with his own analytical ability, but Zhao Ping still understands that the clues he got from Fang Hai this time are key.
There are clues, and the more critical clues are, the harder it is to analyze them, so he knows very well that at this moment, he has encountered a bottleneck.
Encountered the biggest bottleneck!
And this is the main reason why he has never been able to analyze the answer...
For a time, because he could not analyze the answer for a long time, Zhao Ping became more and more entangled and anxious. The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Sweat gradually broke out on his forehead, and blue veins were faintly visible on his forehead.
"Ugh..."
Under the anxious state of mind, the face of the man with glasses gradually became ferocious and distorted. In the end, he reached out and held his forehead and instinctively let out a low roar!
Wow.
Next, the man suddenly stood up from the sofa.
Because it was too sudden, Zhao Ping's inexplicable roar and his rising movement shocked everyone around him. Seeing this, Qian Xueling was stunned, and Yao Fujiang was frightened. They both looked at Zhao Ping, Yue Xiao and
Gao Ji
Kun Ze's heart trembled. Out of instinct, Yue Xiao was about to ask. Unexpectedly, the next moment, he suddenly stood up and his face twitched. Zhao Ping turned around and left. Without saying a word, he left the sofa and walked straight to the bedroom next door.
.
"Hey, wait, you..."
Seeing the bespectacled man walking towards the bedroom for no reason, Yao Fujiang hurriedly stood up and asked, reaching out to stop him. He wanted to ask what the other person was planning to do. That was natural. After all, He Fei, who was still unconscious, was still lying in the bedroom. He was naturally duty-bound for safety reasons.
However, before the question came out, before the question was finished, Cheng Ying's shoulders were firmly held down by her side.
Feeling the puzzled look from Yao Fujiang, Cheng Ying did not answer, but shook her head silently. She didn't say a word during the whole process. After that, Peng and Hu looked at each other and towards the bedroom, staring with complicated eyes.
The bedroom next door.
In the bedroom.
Pushing open the door and striding forward, as soon as he entered, the bespectacled man went straight to the bed. He remained frozen like this, staring at He Fei with his eyes closed on the bed.
The more he looked at him, the more irritated he became, and his expression became more ferocious!
"Speak! Speak! What to do? What would you do if you faced this situation? If it were up to you to analyze the clues, where would you start?"
"If you are awake now..."
It was like venting his emotions and seemingly asking and answering questions. At this moment, Zhao Ping kept his ferocious expression while asking questions frequently to He Fei who could not hear the voice. However, after a while, the voice suddenly stopped and the room returned to silence.
Minutes later, the ferocious look disappeared from the bespectacled man's face, his breathing became calmer, and he unknowingly returned to normal, transforming back into the familiar image of the indifferent bespectacled man.
………
Ta, da, da.
Following the sound of footsteps, Zhao Ping left the bedroom and returned to the living room after regaining his mood. After coming out, everyone looked at him, especially Fang Hai, who was curled up in the corner and shivering. The eyes he looked at the man were full of prayer and desire. Yes,
At this time, he had already reached the extreme level of fear. He was afraid, he was afraid that he would see the pink-skirted lady again at some point, and his eyes were even redder than when he first saw the pink-skirted lady.