Feng Lang and others couldn't help but take a breath, making some insignificant contribution to global warming.
Don't blame them either.
If human appearance is expressed as a number, and the upper limit of human appearance is nine, then Miss An's appearance has reached about thirteen to fourteen.
This kind of appearance is at a level that even PS cannot achieve.
But the next moment, the other five "Hell Walkers" except Wangchuan reacted immediately, and even cold sweat broke out on their backs.
Some of them have seen it, and some of them have heard that when a person in the replica world is too good-looking or even exceeds the peak of human beings, there is a high probability that he is not a human being.
Even if he is a human being, he is not an ordinary person.
Only the newcomer Wangchuan still looked at An Wanying with an infatuated face, and did not leave his sight until she left his sight.
Before Wang Quan left, he glanced at Wangchuan with a slight frown. The gambler saw it, but he smiled slightly and did not remind Wangchuan.
When the old housekeeper took a few people to the guest room, Feng Lang and others looked at each other and had some concerns in their hearts.
............
Tuk-tuk-tuk——
Wang Quan was awakened by a knock on the door.
He took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was now three twenty-seven in the morning.
"who?"
he asked while getting dressed.
"Old Wang, it's me."
Feng Lang's calm voice came from outside the door.
Wang Quan put on his clothes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Here we come."
After saying that, he walked over to open the door and adjusted his expression to normal.
The door opened, and six people stood neatly outside.
"What are you doing?"
"Old Wang, go in first and then talk."
Wang Quan gave way and said, "Come in."
When everyone came in, he looked around.
This is the guest room area on the first floor of the mansion. A corridor in front leads directly to the hall. Eight rooms are arranged in four rows facing each other. The stairs leading to the second floor are in the hall.
There is also a metal elevator with iron gates next to the stairs.
In addition to the iron gate at the foot and the iron gate, the elevator is composed of metal railings in the other three directions and above the head.
These are all things I observed when I walked over just now.
Miss An lives in the master bedroom on the third floor.
Wang Quan closed the door, and Miss An's soft voice sounded in his ears, "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, they can't hurt you~"
Wang Quan's expression did not change, he turned around and asked, "Why are you here without sleep in the middle of the night?"
Feng Lang took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Old Wang, do you know what happened at An Gongguan?"
"What's up?"
"Is Miss An the only one in Mansion An now?"
"Yes." Wang Quan raised his eyebrows slightly, "She said that her brother and sister-in-law were on their honeymoon, and her parents took her brother and sister-in-law to travel to the West."
"Why, are you jealous of me?"
Wang Quan joked.
The gambler looked at his "companions" and stood up.
He swallowed, his expression solemn, "Don't be afraid of what I'm going to say next."
Wang Quan had a puzzled look on his face, "I'm not afraid, just tell me."
He even wanted to laugh.
The gambler pursed his lips and said solemnly: "Actually, we are here to investigate the case. According to our understanding, all four members of Mr. An's family died unexpectedly, and only Miss An survived.
"But Miss An is so normal, we think there is something wrong with Miss An."
Wang Quan didn't say anything, and just looked at the gambler up and down with squinting eyes.
The gambler felt uncomfortable when he saw him, "What are you looking at me for?"
The look in Wang Quan's eyes was so strange that it made him feel as if he knew all his secrets, especially since the gambler himself had indeed scolded Wang Quan in person.
This means there is something wrong in your heart.
Wang Quan smiled and said: "It's just that you don't need to be jealous of me. Your father died early. It was not easy for your aunt to raise you brothers and sisters. She asked your sister to be a concubine for your sister's benefit. I don't blame her.
Yours.
"But there's no need for you to be jealous of me, right? Why, it makes you unhappy that a poor boy like me was chosen by Miss An to get married? By the way, here's the gun I want."
"Ah this..."
The gambler was confused. Is his persona in this world the same as what the fake Wang Quan said yesterday?
He reluctantly took out another black M1911A1 and handed it to Wang Quan with six fully loaded magazines.
The moment he took out the gun, he was stunned for a moment.
That gun yesterday...who was it given to?
The gun is indeed no longer with me, which means it is not an illusion.
But Wang Quan doesn't look like he's taken it, tsk... we can't delve into this kind of thing.
He would not delve into anything that had nothing to do with the mission.
It's not that he's a coward, it's that he has seen it with his own eyes in previous missions.
That time, they had completed all the missions. When they left, they would usually take transportation, then get in the car and drive for a while. When the vision went dark, they could escape from the mission world and return to "hell".
Everyone was very relaxed at that time, so just before getting on the bus, someone saw a beggar eating on the roadside.
The guy went up and kicked the broken rice bowl out of the beggar's hand.
Then... the beggar suddenly split the corners of his mouth to the base of his ears and bit the guy's head to pieces.
Therefore, he would never dare to touch anything unrelated to the mission.
Especially in this most difficult "Fengdu City" level world, the mission itself may not be difficult, but a random person on the roadside may be a monster more powerful than the mission BOSS.
Wang Quan ignored his rich inner activities, quickly took the gun and put it in his pocket, and then asked: "So this is what you came here to tell me?"
Feng Lang's expression was serious, "Old Wang, we are really not joking with you. You have only been here for a few days, right?"
Wang Quan nodded, "Hmm, so."
"Then I'm afraid you don't know what happened in the Magic City." Feng Lang said, taking out a newspaper from his back and handing it to Wang Quan, "You will know after you read it."
Wang Quan took the newspaper and opened it.
In the upper right corner are the four characters "Shenjiang New News", and below are some news columns on the front page.
Wang Quan scanned it roughly and found no problems. He raised his head with doubts in his eyes.
"Look at the free talk on the back." Feng Lang motioned for him to turn over.
Shenjiang New News is actually the famous "Declaration". Not to mention the main publication and columns, there are many supplements in other pages.
"Free Talk" is a type of supplement, which mostly publishes articles describing romance, anecdotes, poems and songs, and serialized novels.
Many big names have written for "Free Talk", such as Lu Xun, Mao Dun, Ye Shengtao, Lao She, Shen Congwen, Yu Dafu, Ba Jin, etc.
This version of "Free Talk" in Wang Quan's hand is about the anecdotes that have happened recently in the Magic City.
That is to say, recently many newlyweds in Shanghai have become inexplicably blind, and four members of the An Gongguan family died mysteriously, with only Miss An surviving.
After reading, Wang Quan's expression was solemn, "Is this happening? Wanying never told me at all. I asked my uncle why they were not here, and Wanying only said that they were traveling to the West."
The gambler suppressed his displeasure and said with a forced smile: "Yes, and don't you find it strange that in such a large An Mansion, why is there only one old housekeeper besides Miss An? Where are the other servants?"
Wang Quan was stunned at first, then raised his eyebrows, his eyes were three parts disbelief, two parts doubt, three parts pain, and he didn't know what it was.
Just like the twisted expression of Sakai Masato in "Hansawa Naoki" with half-smiling eyes and fierce eyes:
"No way..."
Mainly I'm trying to hold back my laughter. To be honest, it's really hard.
"It's true. We also know that it's hard for you to accept it for a while, but..."
"Stop talking!" Wang Quan lowered his head and covered his face with his left hand. He raised his right hand to make a forbidden gesture, "I believe you."
Feng Lang's eyes were a little unbearable, "He is shaking like this. Is this news a big blow to him? I still think we should take a roundabout way."
The gambler gritted his teeth and said: "He is just a person in the dungeon world! What if we all die before it's too late to take care of his emotions?! Can you be responsible!"
Feng Lang had nothing to say.
Wang Quan was shaking even more violently.
The gambler winked at Liuying, who nodded, walked over and put his hand on Wang Quan's shoulder to comfort him softly, "Aquan, are you okay? If anything happens, don't bear it alone, I'll be there...
...What about us."
Wang Quan had laughed enough, raised his head, and said with red eyes: "It's okay, tell me what you plan to do. No matter what, I have to restore Wanying's innocence. If she really has a problem... forget it.
Okay, let’s talk about your plans first.”
Red eyes are mainly caused by suppressing laughter.
He almost burst into tears.
The few people looked at each other without leaving any trace, and Feng Lang said: "We want to visit An Mansion at night, do you want to come with us?"
Wang Quan sighed, and then patted his face, as if to cheer himself up.
After a few seconds, he took a deep breath, glanced at the six people, and said: "Then take action. It will save you many nights and dreams. It is best to return Wanying's innocence as soon as possible."
Seeing that he agreed, Feng Lang and others also breathed a sigh of relief.
When Wang Quan was about to open the door and go out, he said: "Wait a minute."
Then he looked back at the master.
The master smiled and touched his mustache, then took out a stick and a handful of bamboo sticks from his arms.
After shaking, he pulled out a bamboo stick and dropped it to the ground.
Feng Lang picked it up and looked at it:
"Up, up."
Several people breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Quan looked anxious when he saw this, "Let's go then?"
"Okay, let's go!"
Having made up their minds, a group of seven people filed out of Wang Quan's guest room.
The moment they stepped out of the house, the six people except Wang Quan were stunned.
For some reason, they felt cold all over the moment they went out.
Seeing their looks, Wang Quan's lips raised slightly.