Chapter 45 Dachang

"I'm here..." Before Wen Shi could tell a lie, he suddenly thought that Jian Qingrong was pushing a box of living things during the day, maybe there was his eyeliner in the third workshop, staring at him and entering the archives room.

Outside the archives, a snake-like monster body is wrapped around a plastic pipe embedded in the wall. Along the pipes, there are more rotten and disgusting monsters. They are all staring at the pinch of light in the archives room..

"Patrol, just patrolled to the file room."

The other end of the phone probably didn't expect him to admit it directly, and the hoarse voice carried some interest that he didn't usually have: "There are rumors of ghosts there, be careful."

Wen Shi walked to the window, there was no one on the road, and he could only see the emergency broadcast pole, but he had a strong illusion that he was being watched.

Eyelashes moved, Wen Shi changed a lazy posture and leaned on the window sill, stretching out his hand as if stupidly reaching for the moonlight in the sky, he didn't answer the question instead: "I was thinking, if the person I promised to take care of,Others say he is false, what can I use to prove that he existed?"

"Warning, Jian Qingrong's favorability towards you is +10."

At the door, the young man quietly watched Wen Shi's immersive performance, and the sadness in his eyes was 100%.

On the other side, Jian Qingrong seemed to be silent for a while, he had never heard such hypocritical words, and said after a while: "I left a gift for you in the quality inspection area."

Communication lost.

Listening to Didi's busy tone, Wen Shi shook his head and said, "Ruthless."

He opened the booklet, and ticked a '√' in the small box behind the archives.

Almost at the same time, the prompt sounded:

"Dedicated security guard on the night shift, congratulations on completing the patrol of the archives room, and obtaining a regular staff card*1, and a scrap of paper*1 (memory of how the former employees went to the nursing home)."

There are only two words on the debris: Shuttle.

Then a line of information is automatically displayed:

"Dachang bus: Dachang is remote, there is only one bus every day, and it is not on time. In order to facilitate the daily travel of regular employees, Dachang is equipped with an employee shuttle bus. Maybe you need to find out the departure time."

The handwriting on the work card has been blurred, that is to say, it is possible to pretend to be a regular employee and take the bus.

Wen Shi put away the work card, and hooked his fingers at Old Zhao and his son: "Follow up."

Old Zhao was pawing at the filing cabinet.

More than a hundred pairs of eyes stared at him unkindly, and asked imposingly, "Don't you want to?"

Old Zhao picked up his son from under the table: "No way, I'm so happy! I'm so excited!"

The reason why Wen Shi wanted Old Zhao and his son to stay was simple. Residents on the sixth floor were not omnipotent. As time went by, their physical fitness was estimated to decline. To plan ahead, they needed to be replaced with fresh blood.

The young man helped to direct in an orderly manner, and separated 20 people from the residents: "You stay here, and after two hours, leave when you can't hold on."

Without the administrator father and son, it is tantamount to giving away a patrol point for nothing, and he will not let others pick his brother's peaches.

One ebbs and another, the human body is gradually weakening, and the number of ghosts continues to increase.

The old Zhao father and son didn't realize that the cold air gradually began to radiate from their bodies, and this cold air continued to intensify.Borrow them for two hours first, and return them later. At that time, when others come to check in and patrol the spot, they will have to face two ghosts.

"Let's go?" the boy asked.

Wen Shi looked at the pamphlet without speaking, and nodded for a long time.

Jian Qingrong said that she left gifts in the quality inspection area.The next patrol point he was supposed to go to was also the quality inspection area. There would be no such coincidence in the world. He was even more certain that Jian Qingrong's eyes and ears were among the monsters in the third workshop.

"emegency notice!"

Suddenly there was an urgent alarm outside, not only in the third workshop, but the sound of Didi almost covered the entire factory——

"Urgent notice! We are about to announce a very sad news."

The voice of the broadcast seemed to be choked with a hint of sobs.

Wen Shi guessed something, he was indifferent and even wanted to laugh.

"Because the factory manager didn't come back, the dormitory manager went to look for it himself. Just now, the dormitory manager found the factory manager's body in the office that hadn't cooled down!"

The smile subsided, and Wen Shi frowned instead. It's not a good thing for a death notice to be so detailed.

"According to the investigation of the scene, we suspect that the crime was committed by insiders. Now we have identified the major suspect, Jian Qingrong. Surveillance shows that he is the last person who saw the factory manager today."

"According to the investigation, the current whereabouts of the suspect Jian Qingrong is unknown. The suspect was affected by the first version of Meilingye, and his IQ is not fully developed. There must be other masterminds behind him. Dachang will provide a reward of 1,000 yuan to any employee who can capture the person involved in the case alive.", three enhanced versions of Meiling Liquid."

Mastermind, captured alive.

In other words, just hold your breath.

This is equivalent to relaxing the restriction that players cannot kill each other within the scope of only targeting temperature.In this way, he not only had to guard against Tu Bianxi and them, but also his teammates.

"Run away."

Wen Shi sent Jian Qingrong a message, giving a very detailed suggestion: "Don't go outside, you may encounter monsters, the most dangerous place is the safest, consider going to the factory director's office to hide."

Then he sent another message to the former dormitory manager on the fourth floor: "I am responsible for the personal safety of the residents on the fourth floor, and don't do what I shouldn't do."

From the side, it hinted that the dormitory manager should not meddle in their own business to arrest Jian Qingrong.

Not surprisingly, Wen Shi once again received a warning to increase his favorability.

When passing by an office, Wen Shi couldn't help but stop.

There are many posters posted on the yellowed wall, which publish the glorious deeds of the spokesman for a beautiful heart.Since Jian Qingrong was transferred to the third workshop, there have been more and more propaganda newspapers here.

"Jian Qingrong, a worker in our factory, takes care of his bedridden old father year after year, donates money every month for food and clothing, and even donates blood twice as often..."

Wen Shi glanced at it, pondered for a while, and asked the residents on the sixth floor behind him: "Does the factory conduct physical examinations?"

Everyone nodded.

"Where are blood donations and physical examinations done?"

"nursing home."

When he asked further questions about the nursing home, the residents on the sixth floor just shook their heads, expressing that they did not remember.Wen Shi didn't feel disappointed, at least one thing was clear, Jian Qingrong went to the nursing home more times than the average person.

He pointed to Jian Qingrong's photo in the propaganda newspaper, and asked sideways: "You two met once, do you think he is human?"

Under the light, the boy hesitated uncommonly: "It's hard to say."

The other party did not have the spectrum of desires that normal human beings should have, just like a cold reef, lifeless.

Wen Shi decided to go to the quality inspection area first to see what Jian Qingrong had left for him.

The places where the brochures are listed in the front are almost all on the ground, and the quality inspection area is located on the third floor, which is one of the two places with the worst light in the third workshop.

When Wen Shi walked there, he obviously felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped a lot. The summer should have woken him up, but he couldn't help dozing off, his eyelids drooping.

"Brother." The boy called him.

As if he fell down the stairs in his sleep, Wen Shi rubbed his eyes after a violent heart palpitation.

The pamphlet said that it is best not to be on duty alone. This sentence is really not alarmist.

Just ahead is the stairs.

Standing next to the stairs was a middle-aged uncle. Wen Shi had the impression that he was the chef in the cafeteria who cooked meals for the interns. The other party actually set up a small stall there. He said with a simple smile, "Take care of the uncle's night shift business?"

In front of the uncle's stall in the canteen, there were two men and a woman who had tried to follow Wen Shi earlier. One of the male players was lying on the ground with his limbs cut off, his ears cut off, and bleeding from the wound.

The uncle in the cafeteria must be human, and the factory will not leave monsters to work.

According to the law of duty, anyone has to help, Wen Shi stepped forward, ignoring the two men and one woman, and replied with a nonchalant smile: "Okay."

There was a food sanitation permit hanging on the top of the cart, and a pot cover was not covered. He looked down and saw the kind of little red balls that the administrator and his son ate.

It's very fragrant, the faint smell of ground meat pierces into the nose, eroding the mind.

Administrator Old Zhao kept swallowing his saliva: "The glutinous rice balls made by the chef in the cafeteria are the best."

Wen Shi glanced over, and Old Zhao immediately shut up.

Wen Shi asked, "Can I pay on credit?"

The uncle is easy to talk: "Yes, just come to the cafeteria tomorrow and swipe the meal card."

As he spoke, he took out a price list.

Wen Shi had the meal card given by the residents on the fourth floor, and he handed it directly to the uncle to brush.

"Hint, you have five seconds to choose your favorite product."

There are many varieties on the price list.

“Specialties: glutinous rice balls; scrambled eggs with tomatoes; braised pork ribs

Staple food: rice; steamed buns; bread

Snacks: braised crispy rice; chocolate

Drugs: Antibacterial Drugs; Collagen Oral Solution

Beauty Spirit: the first version of Beauty Spirit; the improved version of Beauty Spirit”

Wen Shi glanced at it roughly, and two seconds had passed.

"Have you decided what you want?" the cafeteria uncle asked with a smile, as if he was not afraid of Wen Shi's gang of thugs.

The two players in Tu Bianxi's team tried to stop the bleeding of their companions while waiting for Wen Shi to end up in the same way.

"3s, 2s..." The game thoughtfully counted down.

At the last second, Wen Shi pointed to the antibacterial drug: "This."

The smile on the cafeteria uncle's face faded a bit: "Have you thought about it? every medicine has its side effect, you are still young, you can resist the discomfort..."

Wen Shi interrupted his chatter: "That's it."

The canteen uncle's smile disappeared completely, and he returned the card to him angrily after swiping it.

Wen Shi did not leave immediately, but observed the male player on the ground, who was bleeding to the point of shock.Wen Shi frowned, realizing a very dangerous problem: the life-restoring potion had no effect during the night shift.

The chef carried the male player like a wild boar, neither man nor woman dared to stop them, they could only watch helplessly as the chef stuffed the player into the iron bucket, and then pushed it to a distant machine.

When he came to the third workshop yesterday afternoon to beat Hai Sheng, Wen Shi tripped over an iron bucket, which contained corpses used to feed monsters, and it turned out that they were all written by the chef.

"I won't bother you if I'm full with some things." The master of the cafeteria put down a sentence, closed the stall and left.

The remaining two players wanted to talk to Wen Shi, but they were afraid of the people around him, so they finally gave up the idea.

Wen Shi knew that they wanted to ask why they chose antibacterial drugs. The chef had already closed the stall, and with the idea of doing good deeds every day, he said two irrelevant words: "The food hygiene license is hung on the trolley, which proves that the uncle is notThey will sell poisonous things. Supervisor Zhao has emphasized that drinking alcohol is prohibited during the night shift.”

"I see." The female player closed her eyes. The chef who only sells safe food may have added alcohol to the food, but antibacterials and alcohol cannot coexist, so antibacterials are the only safe ones that will not trigger the 'night shift rule'food.

Their companions chose glutinous rice balls and were asked by the chef to eat them immediately, and now it seems that they are Jiuniang Yuanxiao.

In fact, if you give them more time, it is not difficult to guess what happened, but it is a pity that it only takes five seconds.

As soon as the trolley walked away, there was a sense of emptiness at the side of the stairs, and Wen Shi stepped on the first step.

"Your spiritual purity drops by 2."

He tried another step.

"Your spiritual purity drops by 3."

There were at least a dozen stairs ahead. At the end of the stairs, a monster appeared at some unknown time. He squatted on the ground, and when the corner of his mouth moved, a piece of carrion fell off his face, and rolled along the stairs to Wen Shi's feet.

The steps on the wrought-iron stairs gave a feeling of being suspended in the air. When Wen Shi turned his head and saw a group of people behind him, he felt a sense of security again.

He put on the counterfeit protective clothing he got from Hai Sheng in exchange for a passbook.

Almost the upper body, the warmth wraps the skin again, and the purity of the mind is still declining, but this time it is much slower, almost a few tenths.

With a speed of sprinting 100 meters, Wen Shi ran up the stairs all the way, and in just a few seconds, he stood in front of the monster.

"?" It actually came up.

The group of people behind the guy also followed up.

The monster didn't want to be beaten, put away its arrogant attitude just now, turned around and rushed into the iron gate at the back, strangely, it disappeared directly through the gate as if it had no entity.

There was a large long box hanging on the door, with two white seals pasted on it, one was to seal the door, and the other was written: Aaron himself.

This should be the gift Jian Qingrong left him.

The young man who had been silent since just now suddenly grabbed Wen Shi's arm: "This place is not right."

The administrator father and son also seemed to be very frightened, hugging each other and shivering.

Whether you want this gift or not, the quality inspection area is behind the door, and Wen Shi has to break the seal if he wants to patrol.

Risks and benefits are linked, the young man understood his choice from Wen Shi's eyes, and he let go of his hand no longer to stop him.

"No matter what gift it is, it can't compare to mine." Under the light, the ends of the boy's silver hair seemed to be colder and sharper than Old Zhao's paper knife: "I can lend my strength to my brother, and I am the one who treats my brother best.good person."

The desire for monopoly is the innate instinct of the devil.

Wen Shi tore off the seal and untied the tie rope on the door.

He could faintly hear something in the box, Wen Shi moved back a little, took a deep breath, and finally opened the box.

Before that, he was ready to jump out of a monster from inside.

There was a very faint smell of corpses, and with the help of the not-so-good light, Wen Shi could clearly see what was inside: a pair of corpses tied up like zongzi.

The skeleton struggled desperately, only the face with some shriveled flesh was ferocious and helpless.

"What is this?" The boy leaned forward.

Wen Shi was silent for a while, and said, "The father of the gift giver."

For the first time in the boy's long life, he felt stunned.

That's right, what was in the box was Jian Qingrong's father, the old ghost of 401.

Next to the skeleton was an exquisite black card: Weapon.

The implication is to let Wen Shi use the old man ghost as a weapon, and even sacrifice it as a hidden weapon at critical moments.

Standing on the stairs, looking over from this angle, Wen Shi could see the propaganda newspaper on the wall not far away. He clearly remembered the above records about Jian Qingrong's filial deeds.Floor and so on.

"..."

Jian Qingrong, you are such a filial son!