Chapter 50 Drama Queen Drama Queen

"I won't go either," Luo Yi leaned on the bed, his pale face softened a little.

He was originally with Zhen Jianren, so they spoke in the same tone.

The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng worriedly.

The current situation was not optimistic for him.

Unexpectedly

"You misunderstood," Jiang Cheng said calmly: "No one is going to force you to go to the equipment center. If you don't want to go, then I'll go."

The fat man shuddered when he heard this.

He immediately looked at Jiang Cheng, even thinking that he was hallucinating.

But Jiang Cheng didn't mean to joke at all.

He sat upright, his eyes were as calm as water, showing a very calm taste.

Calm, fearless, and reliable.

It was a world of difference from the calculating faces of some people.

No one expected that Jiang Cheng would take this job on himself. Zhen Jianren and Luo Yi looked at each other quickly, their faces full of disbelief.

They couldn't guess what Jiang Cheng was going to do.

"It's your turn now," Jiang Cheng continued, "Who will go find the woman in charge of the rehearsal?" He turned his head and looked in another direction, "Who will go find the students?"

After a moment

"I'll go find that woman," Yu Wen suddenly said, and her eyes gradually changed when she looked at Jiang Cheng, "I know where to find her, and we should be able to communicate better."

Jiang Cheng nodded to her, "Okay."

Zhang Yinyin and Zhou Taifu were naturally willing to go with her.

Especially Zhou Taifu, he even sat up and stood behind Yu Wen.

Since Jiang Cheng agreed to the task of going to the equipment center, Zhen Jianren's face became strange.

He couldn't help but doubt his previous judgment of Jiang Cheng.

But at this moment, everyone's attention was withdrawn from Jiang Cheng and turned to him, so he could only vaguely answer: "Then we will be responsible for finding students."

"Okay," Jiang Cheng stood up, "That's it, we will act separately tomorrow."

I didn't bother to say any nonsense about paying attention to safety. As the sky outside the window darkened, everyone returned to their own rooms.

"Doctor," just after closing the door, the fat man rushed up impatiently, "What are you going to do? The instrument center is the most dangerous at first glance," he said excitedly: "You are still rushing to go?!"

He couldn't understand Jiang Cheng's behavior at all, just like sometimes Jiang Cheng couldn't understand him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng unscrewed a bottle of mineral water leisurely, took a sip, then tore open the chocolate packaging, broke off a small piece, and stuffed it into his mouth.

After doing all this, he said to the fat man leisurely: "Students and rehearsal women may encounter danger."

The fat man opened his eyes wide, "Can it be the same?"

"Don't worry," Jiang Cheng sat on the bed, chewing chocolate in his mouth, and then seemed to remember something, looking at the fat man and said: "If you feel dangerous, you can go to Yu Wen's group."

The fat man suddenly stood up, his eyebrows squeezed together, his face flushed, as if he had some deep hatred.

Jiang Cheng only then realized that the fat man was actually quite strong.

He blocked a large area of ​​the light.

"Who do you think I am?" The red-faced fat man seemed to be humiliated. He then said angrily: "As long as you, the doctor, don't die, she will always be my spare tire."

Jiang Cheng stopped chewing.

Room 405.

Zhen Jianren's face was so cold that water could drip out, and Luo Yi was not much better than him.

One of them stood and the other sat.

Especially Luo Yi, who looked worried.

Luo Yi bit his lip, suddenly stood up from the bed, threw the half-burned cigarette between his fingers to the ground, and said coldly: "What the hell is that Hao Shuai doing?"

"Why would he take the initiative to ask to go to the equipment room?" Luo Yi couldn't understand, "You can tell there is a problem there with your ass!"

After a while, Zhen Jianren's voice came over, and the arrogant arrogance disappeared. At this time, he seemed to have turned back to the man at the beginning.

Exquisite, delicate, meticulous.

"Since he did this, he must have a purpose."

"What purpose?"

"Do you remember what the woman said at the rehearsal?" Zhen Jianren didn't even look at him, and said to himself: "She said that the school leaders wanted to watch the video playback to determine the next rehearsal time."

Luo Yi didn't understand what he wanted to express.

He only had a vague impression of this sentence.

If Zhen Jianren didn't mention it, he would definitely have forgotten it.

"What exactly do you want?"

Zhen Jianren glanced out the window, with some unclear meaning in his tone, "But no one has come yet."

As if a flash of lightning passed by his eyes, Luo Yi suddenly understood what Zhen Jianren meant.

The school attaches so much importance to this celebration party, how could it not arrange someone to take away the video until now.

Don't they need to know the rehearsal situation?

And the school leaders mentioned by the woman

"So the school leaders wanting to watch the video is just a cover," Luo Yi said: "The real purpose is to make us pay attention to this video, because only we can see the video!"

Zhen Jianren threw away the cigarette butt and waved his other hand to disperse the smoke in front of him.

His nails were obviously carefully manicured, reflecting a soft light under the dim light.

Two men were in the same room, and it was hard to imagine that the latter had the final say.

He stared at the dark green metal cabinet in front of him, casually stretched out his left hand, and slowly pulled open a half-open grid.

There was nothing inside.

He was aware of this and had no surprised expression on his face.

He just kept repeating this mechanical action.

The movement was accompanied by an unpleasant friction sound.

Luo Yi didn't like it very much.

But he didn't stop him, and all he did was frown slightly.

Because this is the habit of the man in front of me.

Many people perform a large number of meaningless repetitive movements when thinking.

For example, an author who has lost ideas for writing a book will scratch his head, and a suspect will frequently adjust his glasses when facing police questioning.

Zhen Jianren's habit is to repeatedly open and close cabinet doors or drawers.

This may be related to his previous experience.

But Luo Yi was not interested.

Finally, the annoying friction sound stopped.

Luo Yi looked at Zhen Jianren seriously, which also meant that the doubts in the latter's heart had been answered.

"Two possibilities," Zhen Jianren's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly said: "The people from 404 have found a clue that we are not aware of yet. This clue is so important that they are even willing to take risks."

Luo Yi thought for a while, lowered his voice and asked, "What about the second possibility?"

"The people from 404 have reached some kind of agreement with the women from 406," Zhen Jianren glanced at his teammates and then said, "They have started to cooperate."

"It was just a play they put on together."

Luo Yi's pupils trembled suddenly.