Chapter 623 Lin Yuan

"Are you okay?" A voice sounded beside Jiang Cheng, with a faint fragrance. Lin Wan'er looked at him and asked.

Strangely enough, after hearing Lin Wan'er's voice, the mess in Jiang Cheng's mind seemed to be curbed in an instant, and even the tingling in his head subsided a lot.

He rubbed his nose and said in a comforting voice: "Much better."

"Don't think too much, things will always be solved." Lin Wan'er's tone was convincing, "Rest early, there are still things to do in the morning."

Because of Zhao Xingguo's death, they are safe for a short time.

They opened another room opposite this room. Although the area there is not large, the view is very good. They also have to guard against being targeted by the people hired by the Feng family with a lot of money.

Lin Wan'er took Jiang Cheng Fatty to the new room.

Huai Yi originally wanted to go with him, but first, Lin Wan'er had no intention of taking him, and second, he had just quarreled with Fu Fu, and now he was in a hurry to leave, which made him look afraid of her.

Thinking of this, Huai Yi, who had stood up, sat back down again.

Although Fu Fu looked strange, there were more than two of them here.

Pi Ruan was also there, so if they really had to fight, he would have a helper.

Thinking of this, Huai Yi felt more confident, "Brother Pi Ruan." Huai Yi patted the seat beside him generously, took the opportunity to glance at Fu Fu, and deliberately said loudly: "Come on, let's sit together!"

"Okay, okay. Pi Ruan grabbed his clothes, then walked to Huai Yi and sat down, and the two of them stared at Fu Fu with a common hatred.

But after a while, Huai Yi rubbed his arms and suddenly felt a little cold, "Why do I feel even less secure?" He swallowed his saliva, and suddenly such a strange idea popped up in his mind.

It seemed that it was not Fu Fu who was isolated, but him.

The atmosphere in the other room was relatively much better. This room was very clean, with two simple wooden beds, and two quilts that looked clean on them.

"We can't let our guard down today. "Jiang Cheng said in a low voice: "There is something strange inside the Feng Mansion. I suspect there is something wrong with the portrait."

"The most important thing is that the straw man who killed Zhao Xingguo is gone."

After listening to Jiang Cheng's words, the fat man swallowed nervously, and his small eyes kept looking around, "Doctor, you don't mean that the straw man came back with you, right?"

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Cheng shook his head, "I don't know, my head is very confused now, and there are still many clues that are not clear."

"But one thing is certain, Liu Quezi is related to ghosts." Jiang Cheng recalled: "When we left, we heard a strange sound of footsteps near the mourning hall. It was Liu Quezi."

"But the situation was very strange at the time. We could only hear his footsteps, but we couldn't determine his location. We didn't dare to chase too deep, so we withdrew first.

For this result, everyone was not surprised. There were too many suspicious points on Liu Quezi. After summarizing the information from all aspects, they all pointed to this strange guy.

Among the three, Lin Wan'er was the most relaxed one. It had nothing to do with the situation. People who knew her would know that this woman always looked lazy.

Jiang Cheng Fatty was used to it.

Lin Wan'er stroked her chin and said, "Before Luo He was taken away, he said something about his opinion. The ghost's killing method was to confuse people and drag them into dreams. He guessed that fainting caused by external force might prevent being dragged into dreams by ghosts."

As if it was a conditioned reflex, the words "external force" made the fat man feel cold on the back of his neck. He immediately looked at Lin Wan'er with a panic expression.

And what was even more strange was that his neck tilted to one side unconsciously and he couldn't bend it back.

Jiang Cheng was much calmer. He pondered for a moment and finally nodded, "You can try it, and the ghost just killed a person, it's relatively safe now."

"But we have to leave one person to keep watch." At the same time, he emphasized that after all, the danger now does not come entirely from ghosts.

Lin Wan'er nodded, "I'll keep watch."

The next second, before the fat man could react, Jiang Cheng's figure swayed and fell down, just lying on the bed.

Lin Wan'er retracted her hand and looked at the trembling fat man beside her.

"Boss Lin, please wait a moment." The fat man's face was full of rejection, and he hurriedly said, "I have something to say."

Lin Wan'er smoothed the broken hair at her temples, then took off the hairpin, and her long black hair spread like ink. She bit the hairpin and quickly rolled up her long hair behind her head with both hands, tying it up neatly.

After doing all this, when she raised her head again, the whole person's momentum instantly changed from charming to fierce, and there was no emotion in her long eyes.

The fat man stared at the woman in front of him, and for a moment he felt a little strange.

Even dangerous.

Then, before he could speak, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the fat man fell to the ground with a "thump" and lost consciousness.

After casually dragging the fainted fat man to the bed and leaving him behind, Lin Wan'er turned around and walked to Jiang Cheng's bedside, looking down at him.

The candlelight was like a bean, constantly flickering in the dim room, reflecting Lin Wan'er's profile.

If it weren't for the fat man, the scene would have been a bit charming, with a man and a woman.

Reaching out, Lin Wan'er slowly unbuttoned her windbreaker and took out a small object from the position close to her chest, which was shaped like headphones and had a metallic luster.

She casually hung the device on her ear, and after Lin Wan'er touched it with her hand, a small red light lit up on it, and after a moment, it turned blue again.

The lazy state disappeared, and now Lin Wan'er was like a cold-blooded killer, with a cold temperament spreading, and even lowered the candlelight a little.

There was a hissing sound of electricity coming from the earphones. Lin Wan'er stared at Jiang Cheng's face with his eyes closed and said, "Start recording."

"Operation code: Abyss."

"Objective: Enter the memory and find the lost gate of the abyss."

"Number of executions: 77th time."

"Executor: Lin Yuan, the person in charge of the Night Watch Abyss Project."

"Special attention: The target's memory has shown signs of recovery in recent times. After the exploration, the memory should be sealed in time and the memory lock should be reinforced."

"And the interval between each exploration should be adjusted from a whole month to 3 weeks."

"Special attention 2: It has been confirmed that Crimson No. 3 Luo He, No. 4 Wei Jinting, and No. 8 Fu Fu have sneaked into this mission at the same time."

"In addition, there will be other Crimson members near Huishi Town to meet up."

Take a deep breath, Lin Wan'er stretched out her left hand and covered Jiang Cheng's forehead. A strange halo surged out, like an ice-blue river, flowing into Jiang Cheng's head.

"That's it for now." Lin Wan'er closed her eyes, "The record is complete."

The next second, Lin Wan'er appeared in the long river, her windbreaker fluttering, the plain cheongsam she was wearing echoed with the river water, as if she had walked into history.