Four hundred and thirtieth chapters in the name of love (thirty-three)
"I guess so, what's wrong?"
Qianye replied with this news.
But for the next half hour, there was only silence on the phone.
Chino is also used to this...
That guy Park Yunjin always likes to do other things after sending a message, such as taking a shower and then forgetting about it, waiting for several days to remember before replying.
"Hey, it can't be borrowing money, I don't have much wealth..."
Qianye suddenly remembered this.
I couldn't help but have a little headache.
The money Park Yunjin borrowed from him last time has not been paid back yet...
"Forget it, don't think about this first."
At this time, there happened to be a knock on the door.
Qianye knew that the takeout he ordered had been delivered. He put his mobile phone on the computer table and pushed his wheelchair to get the things.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m used to “mother’s” cooking.
Those more delicious takeaways on weekdays.
It tasted like nothing in his mouth.
It took about an hour to finish all the meals...
When Qianye picked up the phone again.
Park Yunjin sent him a message back.
"If possible, can you come to my house? It's not convenient for me to go out now."
Qianye looked at the message content.
I feel a little weird.
Because of the inconvenience of his legs, whenever there was something that required the two of them to get together, Pu Yunjin always came to his house.
It is rare for the other party to invite him over...
"What's wrong with him?"
Chino thought.
As one of the few friends of mine.
Of course he will care.
In doubt.
He originally wanted to take a good rest after returning from that world, but at this time he could only pack up and go to Park Yunjin's house.
But just as he was about to go out...
The news has arrived again.
"Forget it, it's okay. There's no need to come."
Park Yunjin replied.
"What the hell?" Qianye turned off his phone, feeling that Pu Yunjin's message was inexplicably weird.
Just like a person who is affected by a broken love, he always likes to send some meaningless messages to his friends...
He hesitated for a moment.
Qianye was still ready to take a look.
This guy's behavior is really a little abnormal, it's better to go take a look...
Wheelchair propelled.
Qianye opened the door that he had not seen for almost half a year in his memory, took the elevator, and left the building tiredly.
…
…
an hour ago.
In a dark office.
Smoke billows.
On the brown leather sofa, a young man sat there smoking a cigarette, the flame of the cigarette on his fingertips clearly extinguished.
in front of him.
There is a stack of organized information...
Under the weak desk light, Chino's photo in the data is clearly in the upper left corner.
certainly.
Don't get me wrong.
This is not some iconic one-inch photo.
It's just a blurry photo of Chino going downstairs to buy snacks and being secretly photographed at some unknown time.
Maybe it’s because the person who took the photo didn’t have any technical skills.
Qianye's face is pretty good-looking.
In the photo, it looks like an exaggerated and elongated horse face...
The young man used his left index finger to slowly slide over the information in front of him.
With his face obscured by the smoke, he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Well, I was brought up by my grandmother. My only relative passed away when I was in high school, and I have been living alone since then..."
"I was born with disabled legs and limited mobility. I can only stand simply and can barely take care of myself."
"But even so, he still hasn't hired a caregiver."
"Working in the Internet industry, I used to be a well-known author, but then the quality of the things I wrote plummeted, and I became a down-and-out author who can be seen but not seen..."
"The network of connections is simple. Because I work in the industry, I don't have many colleagues. I only have a few friends who were relatively good friends when I was a student."
"I have no love history, and besides my family and grandmother, I have not had much contact with any women. I am an insulator from the opposite sex."
"What's a little strange is that although I haven't had any contact with anyone of the opposite sex, half a year ago I nervously said that I had a wife named Youjian, and I went everywhere to inquire about his wife's whereabouts..."
"I like playing games, but I'm not very good at it. I once cheated my teammates, and I was scolded on social media for two weeks."
"I used to like singing, but after singing on the street once, I was thought to be a busker. After throwing a few dollars in front of me, I never sang again..."
"I also like painting and have a very high talent in painting, but because the financial conditions do not support it, I gave up after contacting him for a while."
"I had excellent grades when I was studying. Later, I dropped out of school in my second year of high school because of my grandmother's illness and did not take the college entrance examination..."
The young man looked at it from top to bottom very carefully.
Finally, he put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray.
The traces of smoke slowly dissipated in the ashtray, and finally there was no movement at all.
He picked up the information again.
The whole person leaned back.
Frowning, I prepared to read it again...
Bump!
There was a knock on the door.
He said casually: "Please come in."
After the door was opened, a young man wearing a baseball uniform walked into the room.
Maybe it was the smoke in the house.
The young man couldn't help but cover his nose with his hands, walked to the window sill, opened the curtains, and pushed the window glass aside.
The cool breeze and the dazzling light instantly peeked in from outside.
"It always feels eerie with the curtains drawn. It's better like this. Why don't you turn on the lamp in broad daylight?"
After the young man finished, he said something to himself.
"What? I closed the curtains on purpose just to create a godfather-like atmosphere. You ruined all my atmosphere."
An only put down the information.
He said something unhappy.
"It still feels atmospheric, why don't you put some BGM to complement it?"
The young man in baseball jersey said.
Hear this.
An Zhi couldn't help but think of the man who was carrying a dark green bag, having an MP3 player and a DJ in his pocket, riding a bicycle precariously and saying he wanted to be a hero...
Clear your mind.
He shook this strange memory out of his head.
"Have you finished reading the information?" The young man in a baseball jacket walked up to An Zhi, picked up the information, and scanned it casually.
"I have finished reading it, but the things you compiled are too outrageous. I feel like there is no key point."
An just complained.
At the same time, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and prepared to light it for himself.
"What? This person's information is all here. He doesn't have anything special. Jiang Ge has asked us for it before. This is the second collection... Ahem! I told you to quit smoking if you can't do it anymore.
People are smoking, you are smoking!"
The young man coughed twice.
Consciously stay as far away from An as possible to prevent the thick smoke from blowing into your face.
"Huh? Does Jiang Ge also want his information?"
An only raised his head and asked doubtfully.
"Yes, not long ago, we were talking about negotiating with this guy named Qianye and inviting him to join us. Jiang Ge even went to his house in person."
The young man explained.
"What's the result?"
"The result? What are the consequences of Jiang Ge's intervention? It's not like you don't know her talking skills. She can talk a living person to death. Even those who shouldn't be shameful are also shameless. Of course this guy refused."
The young man finished speaking.
An only nodded in agreement.
Although Jiang Ge has good talents and is also a European emperor, she can be said to be like a fish in water in the world of horror. Whenever she encounters difficulties, she can easily resolve them.
But when it comes to speaking skills...
As someone who has had a lot of contact with Jiang Ge, he has to admit that her speaking skills are indeed very good.
While pulling, Jiang Ge will also have a kind of mysterious confidence.
There is always an irresistible urge to punch her...
Chino refused.
And that's as it should be.
"Forget it, let's negotiate again if there is a chance."
An only murmured.
"What? You also like this guy? Does he have some magic power? I feel like you and Jiang Ge both like him."
The young man asked, laughing.
"It's quite magical. To be honest, I met him when I entered the (5,2) coordinate world this time... and he made a great contribution."
"Really? Then do you want me to find a professional to help?"
After hearing what An Zhi said, the young man continued.
Although he didn't know what special abilities the family named Qianye had.
But I saw that both An Zhi and Jiang Ge were interested in him.
He thought it shouldn't be too bad.
Moreover, at present, the entire strength of the organization is still very weak. Although more newcomers have been recruited recently, their talents are very average. Whether they can be trained out is another matter...
New blood can be found.
Naturally, it would be better to include them as much as possible.
"It's okay, no need. I don't know whether this person is alive or dead yet. When we left, he had an accident. I just thought in the best direction and thought he could come out alive."
"Since you have investigated before, please help me see if he has come back this time."
An could only think of Qianye standing alone in "Amada High School" facing the weird scene.
I felt a little regretful in my heart.
It was an extremely dangerous situation.
He himself was not sure that he could escape unscathed, let alone a guy who had not received any formal training.
"I hope you really survived..."
An only stared at Qianye's photo on the profile.
Thinking silently.
After a moment, he raised his head as if he was remembering something, and asked the young man in a baseball jacket: "By the way, what happened to the real-life infection that occurred in the mental hospital last time?"
The young man's name is Li Hongmiao. As the leader of the organization's information exploration team, he usually gets the news the earliest.
An only looked at Li Hongmiao who happened to be here.
So I asked about it next.
But when it comes to this topic...
An only noticed that something was not right about Li Hongmiao's expression.
The other person frowned at first, then relaxed and sighed softly, as if something big had happened, which made An Ji's heart a little nervous.
"Just say it directly without using any language. Did something unexpected happen?"
An only felt that Li Hongmiao might not be able to speak easily, so he said to him like this.
"No, things at the mental hospital are relatively simple, and the infections that occurred were ordinary. Jiang Ge took people there and solved them easily." Li Hongmiao answered truthfully.
"Then you made such an expression, I thought there was some accident, just solve it." An Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time warned Li Hongmiao: "You should smile more in the future, as a
People who compile intelligence always behave like this, which can easily be misunderstood."
Li Hongmiao didn't say anything about this.
He had heard too many similar words.
He has heard such weird persuasive sayings as "It's only been ten years since I smiled," and "Don't hit the smiling person with your hand."
It's just that I have no choice but to be born with such a depressed expression.
Even if you tell a joke, it is easy for people to mistake it for a ghost story.
He's used to it...
"I know, but I didn't mean to put on this expression. What I want to add is that although the matter ended successfully, there was still an accident."
Li Hongyi's words raised An Zhangang's heart again.
He put out the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, and the smoke started to float again...
"What accident?" An Zhi's face turned serious.
"It was originally just a simple infection. The story was roughly based on a male bride's script. There had been murder cases before, and even the doctors in the psychiatry knew about it."
"Then what?"
"Then a temporary confinement was carried out, which was to be solved by the organization sending people there. However, the time of confinement was not grasped, which led to early release."
"Although there were no casualties when Jiang Ge and the others arrived, a psychiatrist seemed to have gone crazy because of this incident..."
Li Hongmiao explained.
He looked at An Zhi who was staring at him, paused for a moment and then continued.
"After the doctor was rescued by Jiang Ge and the others, he became very nervous. He kept himself locked up at home and refused to come out no matter what. If someone tried to knock on his door, he would directly use violence to solve the problem.
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"Is it because it was stimulated, causing the nerves to become sensitive?"
An only asked.
Generally, it is not uncommon for people to become nervous after encountering strange events.
There were times when some people were afraid of being hurt.
Force yourself to be trapped at home.
No matter who comes in contact with him, he will be touched. In the end, he will not leave the house until he is really hungry and can't stand it anymore.
Hear the cause.
An Yue's first judgment was this...
"It's not like that." Li Hongmiao denied the problem. "Before he locked himself up at home, he said a lot of nonsense and hurt another psychiatrist who was a colleague of his.
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"Huh? Could it be because the doctor touched his sensitive area?"
"No, according to the subsequent investigation, what other people said is that he was obviously in good condition, but his sudden violence hurt people... By the way, the doctor was just unlucky, and he happened to be scratched by him with a knife.
Yes, other people have also been his targets, but they have avoided them."
"Is it that serious..."
An only thought that this person might be too fragile.
The supernatural infection that occurred this time destroyed his basic cognition...
"But as a psychiatrist, I shouldn't be so fragile, right?"
An only thought about it.
Then he asked Li Hongmiao: "What is the name of this doctor who has mental problems?"