The file fell into Chen Yang's vision a few seconds later. The first thing he saw was the photo in the upper right corner.

The person in the photo is an acquaintance, one of the missioners, Brother Yu.

But the name column on the left is not his name, but He Rong.

Chen Yang's gaze wandered between the photo and the name several times, and the shock was not as great as he imagined. He was mentally prepared.

"Brother Yu" is called He Rong, and the owner of the work permit he hung in front of him was not him.

At the messy desk, Chen Yang breathed a little faster, and he grabbed the file very tightly. He frowned and thoughtfully, while the other two were mediocre.

Zheng Zhiqian smoked one by one, and Chao Jian took milk slices one by one, and Chen Yang was separated by the two.

Because of this, the dense forests and glaciers where the beasts are rampant do not collide.

"I don't understand at all." Chen Yang looked at the photos on the archives.

Chao Jian said: "If you don't understand, think about it."

Chen Yang stopped talking.

Zheng Zhiqian scratched his eyebrows and watched the classroom education live broadcast with great interest. Chen Yang was more obedient than all the puppies he had raised, but he was also thorny, extremely sharp, and had amazing growth.

Chen Yang's obedience is not something that is trained, but is instinct and his soul's dependence on another soul.

The same is true for him.

Rely on each other.

Partner, partner...

Zheng Zhiqian felt disgusted. He pulled out the cigarette from his mouth and blew the ashes in the ground. Tomorrow was the last day of the mission, and it seemed that he could not taste the delicious food.

The cross was picked up by a finger and left the warm chest, and it was quickly covered with a layer of water vapor.

Zheng Zhiqian fiddled with the small pendant next to the cross a few times, stuffed it back to his chest without any odor. He buttoned up his shirt, took a deep breath of cigarettes, and his eyes were accurately staring at Chen Yang's scar on his left ear through the lingering smoke.

Forget it, the future is long.

As long as you don't die so early, there will always be a chance to taste it.

Zheng Zhiqian got off his desk and walked out with messy information.

Chen Yang did not notice Zheng Zhiqian's departure. He was sorting out Brother Yu... that is, He Rong's various tasks during the mission. He found that the other party was very appropriate to "Brother Yu" and there was no trace of pretending.

Chen Yang inferred from this that He Rong's memory had been modified by the rules, and he thought he was Brother Yu, the owner of the work permit.

It was not until the moment he became a monster that he knew who he was.

Chen Yang let go of his hand holding the file and sighed: "There is still something to be puzzled."

Chao Jian said: "Isn't there still one day and a half?"

The subtext is, what's urgent? If you want to know, check it yourself.

Chen Yang scratched his head. His biggest confusion was the issue we discussed before - is it a human turned into a monster, or is it a monster originally a monster, but when it is not working, it lives in the shell of a missioner, being a human being, once it reaches its working hours, it will become a monster again?

Two days ago, Chen Yang thought it was the former, but now... the possibility of the latter has been increased by him, overshadowed the former.

The idea of ​​the camp is also reasonable. The two camps, 19 to 4.

It seems unreasonable, but it is indeed unreasonable.

Usually one ghost deals with a bunch of missionists, but this time it's better, four. The relay race is the same.

Chen Yang gathered his dispersed thoughts together. When he turned his head, he realized that Zheng Zhiqian had left, and there was only Chao Jian who was playing with a piece of milk next to him.

The partner was in a daze, and Chen Yang did not disturb him. He wrote the file into a kaleidoscope, thinking that Zheng Zhiqian did not feel greasy when he was doing serious things.

Zheng Zhiqian's cross appeared in front of Chen Yang's eyes. There were ten stories of ten missioners, and everyone had them.

"Let's go and find someone else." Chen Yang said, "I have to inform them that Brother Yu is a monster."

Chao Jian did not move: "Wait a minute."

Chen Yangfu was in his heart. There was a message he ignored. Chao Jian would not say it, and the other party asked him to find it himself.

What information did he ignore?

etc!

Chen Yang's heart thumped, He Rong, He Rong...

It seems like I've seen this name somewhere.

Chen Yang's scalp was numb. Isn't He Rong the uncle next to him?!

Fuck. Chen Yang cursed with a quick heartbeat, hurriedly walking towards his seat, forgot to take the flashlight.

So he hit the table without going far, with a muffled groan in the harsh sound, followed by a restrained gasp towards Jane.

"Where did you knock on me?" Chao Jian grabbed Chen Yang.

"It's okay." Chen Yang's mind was full of He Rong. He was eager to verify, but he found that he could not break free from the boy's strength.

The flashlight was thrown in place and no one took it. The light was dark around him. Chen Yang could not see the boy's expression clearly. He could only hear him becoming more restrained and more terrifyingly breathing.

Chen Yang didn't want to stimulate him and didn't struggle anymore.

"Legs." Chen Yang said, "The leg is knocked, it's not a big problem." He moved his legs a few times, probably a piece of blue, and no bones were damaged.

Release his arm towards Jane.

Chen Yang rubbed the part where he was being pulled with his palm, and his ears were a little hot inexplicably. He coughed: "I'll go back to get the flashlight."

No response.

When Chen Yang went to pick up the flashlight, he saw the boy's crutches. He was stunned for a moment and reached out to hold it.

The left leg is injured like that, why don’t you even take a crutch?

Chen Yang returned to Chao Jian and gave him the crutch, subconsciously not asking that question.

There is a sign hanging on the bezel of the desk next to Chen Yang - He Rong.

Now "Brother Yu" is really his colleague.

Chen Yang quickly took out his notepad, looked at the relevant records about He Rong, and then read: "Feet smelly, left-handed."

"He threatened to lose weight, and said that he would not take the elevator to work in the future and insisted on climbing stairs every day, but he entered the elevator with me after get off work..."

Chen Yang had no experience of chasing people, nor had he lost weight, and did not work hard to become excellent for the person he liked, so he took He Rong into his test.

He wants to lose weight, but is lazy. He fishes for three days and has two days of drying the net. The company is on the third floor. He may take the elevator to the second floor and climb a staircase, just consider it to be losing weight.

Climbing the stairs...

Chen Yang pursed his chapped lips. "Brother Yu" was very struggling when carrying Liu Liu. His legs were slapped, and he was breathless and weak. He was weak and weak.

The five-second breathing sound might be a reminder of the monster's identity, and the sound of his breathing as he climbed the stairs.

Chen Yang found a medical card from his backpack.

——Qingcheng Huaning Hospital.

This was found by Chen Yang from the drawer of "Brother Yu". He thought of the womb that was almost rotten by the other party, and then went to see the medical card. "Brother Yu" didn't like the womb very much, so he started to catch it from the first day and wanted to snatch it off directly.

The medical card is from a beauty salon.

Chen Yang put the notepad aside with the medical card. He turned to look at Chao Jian and wanted to ask He Rong where his work permit would be?

When he said something, Chen Yang swallowed it back. He turned on a flashlight to search around He Rong's desk. The ground was very messy, and someone had already rubbed it inside, emitting a rotten smell.

Chen Yang searched for a long time before finding the work permit. After searching for it, he became paralyzed. In fact, this thing has no effect. His energy was not worth it, and he had a low cold and fever, so he was tired and his body and mentally even more tired.

Chao Jian looked at him condescendingly.

Chen Yang chose to ignore it at first. After a long time, he couldn't help but roll his eyelids: "What are you looking at?" Finally, he said, "Stop looking at."

"Do you think I want to see it?" Chao Jian pinched the milk slices so hard that they snipped, biting them with their back teeth, and sneered coldly, "You're not stupid."

Chen Yang fought back without hesitation: "What does my stupidity have to do with you?"

"It's related, I'm enjoying your stupidity." Chao Jian pulled the corner of his lips, his words were very lethal.

Chen Yang: “…”

The boy who said he was stupid gave him a bottle of water and said in a teasing smile: "Brother, drink more water and urinate more."

Chen Yang was speechless.

After a while, except for "Brother Yu" and the crazy female white-collar workers, the rest of the taskers gathered on the fourth floor.

The real monster was found, and the little mute's rift disappeared, but I still don't know where she is.

Chen Yang stood by the guardrail and looked down. The water level on the first floor was obviously higher. The second and third floors were very dark. The vast sea water on the roof was still rolling.

Where will the little mute be hidden by monsters?

It hid her, and the purpose might be more than just taking the blame.

Chen Yang was very uneasy. This was his sixth task. He was still very small and passive in the face of the rules.

There was only the sound of teeth constantly grinding and biting milk slices in the corridor, which was amplified by silence, which sounded a bit uncomfortable.
To be continued...