At midnight, the security check machine suddenly moved, and did not vomit anything, but made a strange sound.

Chen Yang got up and looked at it from a distance.

"Are you going to crawl a beautiful girl from behind the lead curtain?"

Wenqing looked left and right and up, like a child waiting to drop an easter egg: "Or there is one under the security check machine, which is stuck and can't get out."

"Shut up!"

Chen Yang was fine, but after hearing his very picture-like description, all his hair stood up.

"Handsome guy, you're afraid of ghosts, so pitiful." Wen Qing looked sincerely sympathetic, "You have to be self-reliant."

Chen Yang: “…”

Is this something that can work hard to improve yourself?

Chen Yang glanced at Chao Jian next to him, glanced at his face, and only looked at the security machine with the corner of his eyes.

It was like being suppressed by friends to watch ghost movies, and taking first-level defensive measures at any time.

"There is no ghost inside." Chao Jian said, "It's broken."

Chen Yang was stunned: "It's broken?"

He faced the security check machine and relaxed his tight back: "It's still louder if it's broken, what do you want to remind us?"

"No, please let me do a full body examination for it."

Wen Qing rubbed his hands, stepped forward and touched and pressed randomly. The security check machine stopped. He continued to touch and press again, with excitement in concentration.

Chen Yang's voice sounded from behind: "Belt."

"Look at the belt," he said.

Wenqing smiled at his refill: "I'm about to see it, but we're going to go together."

Chen Yang was speechless.

When he noticed that the young man glanced at him faintly, Chen Yang's back became tense again: "What's wrong, do you have something to replenish?"

Chao Jian's voice was very low: "What did he compare just now?"

Chen Yang said: "A gesture."

He frowned at Jian, looking like he was facing a century-old problem.

"It's very simple, just like this." Chen Yang subconsciously compared him one.

Chao Jian: "Oh."

Wen Qing's mouth twitched constantly when he listened with his ears. This operation was even more awesome and he couldn't accept it.

The belt was taken off by Wenqing, and nothing unusual was happening. I looked at it the other way around.

The grid on the back is only half.

What's the meaning?

Wenqing's eyes were shiny: "Oh, I understand, half of them are missing and cannot operate normally."

Chen Yang stared at the grid, so he still wanted a pair.

"Although it's a death trap, the rules also have a kind side. Look, I've given another hint."

Wen Qing threw away the belt, wiped his hands on his clothes, teared a piece of chewing gum and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and blew it, and it broke it with a bang.

"It's all our fault that we ignore this and that. Now when we look back, hey, it's stupid, so stupid, why are you so stupid? You want to slap yourself, so ashamed."

"I'm afraid I won't meet such a good thing again in the future."

Chen Yang said to Wen Qing a "truth" and went in his left ear and his right ear. He said seriously: "When you find a way out, you go with Xiangdong."

Wen Qing smiled: "It must be, I understand a couple. Don't say that he is in a coma now. Even if he dies, I will take his body with him."

Seeing Chen looking up, Wen Qing's mouth slanted wider: "Put it a hundred and twenty hearts. I like to play games and guess puzzles, but I'm no longer interested here. Why don't you leave? There's no reason."

Chen Yang withdrew his gaze: "The ones I haven't figured out about the clues known so far, there is only the sound of knocking on metal, and the way out should be that."

Wen Qing sat cross-legged on the ground: "Yes, yes."

Chen Yang stopped talking to Wen Qing anymore, and he pulled Jian back to the wall and leaned against him.

"You can sleep," Chen Yang said, "Let your brain rest."

Shake his head at Jian.

Chen Yang's eyes were covered in blood: "Then I'll sleep."

"Forget it, I'll still not sleep." He changed his mind again, boiling water in his heart, bubbling, and couldn't calm down at all.

"Whether you can find a solution depends on those 8 minutes." Chen Yang bit his mouth anxiously, "I don't know who will hear that voice this time."

Chao Jian suddenly said, "Literary Qing, find a pair of headphones for me."

Wenqing forgot to chew the novelty chewing gum, but this guy actually took the initiative to talk to him, and the content was still so...everyday?

He glanced at the handsome guy beside the other party, his eyes rolled, and he was just about to take turns to play, but the crutches in his vision made his scalp tighten.

“There is in Area A, I’ll be back soon.”

The literary youth knew the station well and soon returned with a pair of new headphones, curled his lips and said, "Actually, there is no need to find new ones. I have it in my pocket. It's okay to lend you all. I'm so enthusiastic."

Zhao Jianhua pulled his phone a few times, unpacked the new headphones, and handed one to Chen Yang.

"Listen to the song? I don't have the heart at this time..."

The headphones were stuffed directly, and Chen Yang swallowed the words behind him into his stomach.

What floats into my ears is a minor tune.

The male voice is very young, and the tone seems to be humming lightly, without specific words and sentences.

The background is not any musical instrument, it is the sound of a fingertip tapping on the desktop.

The melody is soothing.

Chen Yang listened to a few words: "What song is this?"

Chao Jian closed his eyes: "A friend recommended me to listen to, which helps sleep."

Chen Yang made the headphone cable and thought that this melody was also aimed at the partner's condition. He could not sleep or not.

However, not long after, his consciousness became drowsy.

Chao Jian took the other earphone out of his ear and pinched it between his fingers to play with it.

"Limao..."

Wen Qing had just opened her head and was intercepted by an extremely cold gaze.

"I still got the headphones," he sneered, "Is my behavior a legendary assist? Yes, it must be."

"Not bad, good bad, fresh."

Wen Qing held her arms and leaned against the security check machine: "He is a handsome guy, we will cooperate again next time we have the chance."

Chao Jian approached the person next to him and put another headphone on him.

Without a word of response, the literary youth shrugged indifferently and looked at the dark paint outside.

"Ah, it turns out that the rain has stopped long ago."

Chen Yang set the alarm clock at three o'clock, and the ringtone was the rooster crowing.

He has used many models, and this is the most refreshing.

The crowing sounded the disabled person in Xiangdong. He cursed in confusion: "Where did the rooster crow come from? I'm reborn and back when I was a child?"

Chen Yang, who was closing the alarm: "…………”

"Mother!"

Xiangdong faced Wenqing's big face, and his saliva choked on his throat: "Mom."

Wenqing's kind mother's face: "I woke up, son."

Xiangdong was so angry that his eyes burst out.

"Can you sit up?" Chen Yang said, "It's three o'clock, and there are more than twenty minutes left. There will be metal sounds in the station. We need to be prepared."

The literary youth is also involved in role-playing: "Yes, son, success or failure is here."

Xiangdong looked at Chen Yang: "You help me beat him to death. I will be your brother from now on. I will be your dear. I will no longer think about you..."

Before the last word came out, my head was sucked by a crutch.

Xiangdong had Venus, probably because he had been beaten too much, and he actually felt it was okay.

Hadn't hit him, only half of his broken legs were left with flesh and blood.

Otherwise, it will be cool.

At 3:20, the atmosphere in the hall changed.
To be continued...