Liang subconsciously threw the card out, but the card actually floated in mid-air and appeared quietly in front of Liang.
Then, what surprised him even more was that this card... burned?
The black and white flame suddenly ignited, burning violently from the bottom of the card, and in the blink of an eye, the entire card was burned.
Not even a speck of ash was left.
……what happened?
All this was too sudden. If the black and white flames were not still in front of him, Liang would probably think that all this was just his illusion.
But the accident did not stop. The flame hovered for a few seconds and actually rushed towards Leon.
Liang subconsciously raised his hand to resist. The flame seemed not to be very intelligent and hit the back of his right hand directly.
It hurts!
The hot burn pain made Leon's nerves tremble, and the flame clung to the back of his hand and burned quietly. He could only hold his right wrist tightly with his other hand that was still intact.
Damn it, how do you put out this fire...
When people are in a critical situation, they always have some wonderful ideas in their minds, such as Leon now. After looking around and confirming that there were only flammable paper items around, his eyes fell on the black wooden table, gritted his teeth, and turned hard.
The right hand was smashed down.
High-end fire extinguishing often only requires simple and plain methods.
I thought this was a stupid move and wouldn't be of any use, but after the back of my hand compressed and collided with the tabletop, this strange black and white flame... went out.
Is it so easy to solve?
Still in shock, Liang didn't dare to look at the back of his right hand, for fear of seeing the horrifying blackened flesh and bones.
After going through some ideological struggle, he slowly turned the back of his hand and squinted his eyes... only to see that the flesh and blood on the back of his hand was intact. It was not burned to pieces, but had something extra.
The circular mark on the back of the card actually appeared on the back of his hand.
However, unlike the monotonous ring shape on the back of the original card, there is another pattern in the center of the mark on the back of his hand, which looks like a stacked door.
"The impact of that card just now?"
Leon, who had read many novels, quickly accepted this situation, but acceptance did not mean understanding. What just happened still left him confused.
After looking at the mark for a moment, Li Ang was about to put down his hand when suddenly something moved in his heart and he made a pinching gesture.
The next moment, a familiar card appeared in his hand, but the front of the card was pitch black, just like the original form of the previous card, with nothing on it.
What's going on?
Looking blankly at this card that suddenly appeared, Liang had a guess.
Is this...some kind of extraordinary power?
He made another action of withdrawing the card into his palm. The empty card was shattered like a lens and turned into dust without a trace.
After trying it several times, Leon was sure that as long as he thought about this card in his mind and then pinched the card, such a card would appear out of thin air in his hand.
Really confused, Leon decided to find the guy who was most likely to know the truth.
Running quickly to the second floor, remembering not to go to the third floor without authorization, and thinking about the title, Liang shouted at the top of the stairs:
"boss!"
After calling a few times, the wooden door on the third floor opened, and Liang stuck his head out: "What are you doing? I told you I'm very busy."
"What's going on?" Leon showed the mark on the back of his hand.
"Huh?" Wei Yin looked impatient.
"That's it..." Leang showed Tang's mutated cards again and let the cards disappear, "This is it."
Wei Yin looked at Liang for a few seconds, and then... stretched out his hand and patted it a few times:
"Nice trick, even I feel excited."
It seems like there really isn't much time, and it's so perfunctory.
"Uh..." Liang was defeated, "Are you really so busy?"
"Of course. Do you know when the deadline is?"
"tomorrow?"
"No, yesterday." Wein said expressionlessly, "I originally wanted to go out for a walk and come back to finish the manuscript, but I didn't expect to meet you. Then, I forgot about the manuscript. I just remembered it."
"...Isn't it already too late?"
"It doesn't matter, just submit it before printing. The newspaper won't mind staying up late to review my manuscript."
With a "bang" sound, the door closed, and Liang twitched the corner of his mouth.
The editor must be too pitiful to encounter such unreliable people... No, that's not the point!
What is going on with me?
Staying in the office until six o'clock in the evening, Leon used the ingredients in the refrigerator for lunch and dinner. He simply cooked a pot of vegetable soup and served it with dry bread that had been stored for an unknown period of time.
As the first two meals in this world, they were too shabby. Why didn't I travel through time and become a kid from a rich family... Leon gnawed on the soft bread soaked in the soup depressedly.
There was the sound of the door opening and closing upstairs. Liang looked over and saw Wein coming down with a stack of manuscripts. The dark circles on his face were much heavier.
"Are you... okay?"
Although something strange happened to him, looking at Wei Yin like this, Liang was first worried that he would die suddenly and suddenly.
"Is everything okay? Is something wrong? I don't know." Wein yawned, "Is this what you're eating tonight?"
"There aren't many things left in the refrigerator, and I don't know where the market is."
"Tsk, is the neighborhood map on the wall a decoration?"
"I don't dare to go out casually..."
Wei Yin looked at the dinner settings: "Forget it, let's make do with it. Your ID badge and seal should be delivered tomorrow. Remember to go to the market to purchase goods and take the money from the drawer. Each drawer should have some."
Is this guy saving money anywhere?
Liang twitched his lips, held it in for a long time, and finally took the opportunity to ask: "By the way, what's going on with me?"
"What's going on?"
"At once……"
Leon demonstrated again and told his own experience.
After reading it, Wei Yin looked calm and uttered a sentence calmly:
"have no idea."
"……ah?"
"I used the card you mentioned as a bookmark." Wein sat down. "As for its origin, I don't remember it. I probably bought it from that garage sale."
"Book, bookmark?"
"Yes, in my hand, it didn't suddenly appear any pattern, can't it just be used as a bookmark? Even if I want to treat it as a ghost card in the Puke card, it is one step longer than the regular Puke card.
cut."
Liang scratched his hair. Could it be that this guy really didn't know the specific situation? Then he could only figure out what was going on by himself.
"I have to send the manuscript, see you later."
Vin yawned again and stood up to go out. Leon sat alone at the dining table, sighed, conjured a card, and turned it over in his hand.
What is this all about...
…
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
Leon spent the past three days quite unremarkably. Except for the inexplicable ability to change cards when he first came to the office, his life was quite simple the rest of the time. He got up in the morning to prepare breakfast, then went to the study to read past files as novels, and also spent time at noon and evening.
In this cycle, when the refrigerator stock is low, he will go to the market and buy something good when he sees it. Anyway, it is not his money.
As for his boss Vin...Leon sighed.
This guy is a complete loser in life. In the morning, no, he doesn't get up until after 11 o'clock at noon. After eating lunch as breakfast, he either sits on the sofa in a daze, like now, or goes back to the third floor and doesn't know what to do.
.
Except for the day they first met, Leon couldn't see how this guy looked like a detective. Well, he was also a consultant, historian, disaster scholar, exorcist, secret case investigator, amateur writer...
In addition to the two people, there is another little life in the office, which is the "cat" who opened the door for Leon when he first arrived. This cat shows the cold nature of the cat star. In addition to preparing cat food for him, shoveling
When shoveling the stench in the cat litter, Leon had almost no interaction with the cat named "Isaac". Isaac would go out every morning and come back very late. Occasionally when he stayed in the office, he would lie down high in the room.
, looking down at Leon.
"Leon, it's you again, do you live here?"
Several newsboys rushed to gather at the door. Leon scratched his head and said, "Well, I am now Detective Noyes' assistant."
“So cool!”
The newsboys exclaimed in unison, chatted for a while, and then delivered today's newspaper:
"This is the Casper Morning News!"
"Ravel's La Notaire!"
"And there's the Empire Daily News!"
""Sofia Art Newspaper"..."
Leon handed over a handful of coins, and the leading newsboy - the one who showed him the way a few days ago - happily took it and left with the other newsboys.
Returning to the living room with a dozen newspapers in hand, Leon felt a little tired. These newsboys seemed to know that Wein would not refuse newspapers as they came, and would come to deliver them every morning, even earlier than the real postman.
Put the newspapers on the dining table on the second floor, and during lunch, Wein will pick a few to read, acting as "paper pickles."
Wiping away his sweat, Leon poured the brewed coffee into a cup and was about to enjoy breakfast when he heard another knock on the door from the first floor.
Dong dong dong——
"who?"
Walking downstairs, Liang opened the door without any precautions, and the person he saw immediately made his heart stop.
Outside the door was a man in a police officer's uniform.