Chapter 282 About Ying Siming

As the three of them ran, Huo Ziyan and Shen Guanyu chose to split up without discussing.

Otherwise, the target would be too concentrated.

Poor Meng Lian, she had no choice at all. When she ran for a while with her eyes closed, she opened her eyes and found that the people on both sides were gone.

?

Meng Lian whimpered even louder.

When the three of them were chased by the moths, Zheng Xun was watching the fun.

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Little Huo and Little Shen don’t have to worry, as for Little Meng...

Although she was scared and almost cried, her movements were not slow at all, and her idea of ​​escaping was quite clear.

She was also very energetic, and she still had the energy to cry after running such a long distance.

It seems that it makes sense that she was placed outside the Silver Snow Team. Apart from being a little timid and lacking in experience, she has no major flaws and even has a few outstanding advantages.

Zheng Xun sat there leisurely, explaining to the audience in the live broadcast room.

General reporter Xiao Zheng came online for the second time.

"Good morning, friends in the live broadcast room... you should be in the evening... OK, I'm reporter Xiao Zheng. What you are seeing now is the live broadcast of the first floor of the Four Moth Building dungeon.

Come on, move the camera over here. Let everyone see their faces clearly.

Right in front of me, Huo Ziyan from the Xunhui Guild, and Shen Guanyu and Meng Lian from the Silver Snow Guild are having a difficult fight with the giant fluttering moth.

Okay, it seems that the moth has a clear advantage at the moment."

The barrage couldn't stand it anymore.

: Erchui, use your invincible brain to think of a solution! Those guys are about to become moth food!

: Moth: Thank you for the gift from the White Tower.

：Don't worry, Hammer doesn't want to move now, he must think those guys can handle it by themselves.

：You understand Hammer completely.

：I think he is just lazy.

：Is there any special rule? For example, only one person can kill one or something like that.

：By the way, Er Hammer just said that Ying Siming was measuring, why didn't he say anything else?

：Riddler! So annoying!

：Where did Pei Minghuan go.

：？ ？ ？ The one in front, did you send the same message three times?

：You always say it in this tone, am I overthinking? It's a bit creepy.

：By the way, Pei Minghuan is really! It seems that not long after entering the dungeon, he completely disappeared!

：No way, no way, the captain and deputy captain of Silver Snow Team 1 will not be defeated in this dungeon, right?

：The one in front, your tone is a bit weird.

：It's so funny, Hammer is still explaining diligently. Wake up, Hammer, the General Association will not pay you.

Zheng Xun kept chattering, and his camera was always pointed in the direction of Huo Ziyan and the others.

As for himself, hiding behind the camera, he was actually secretly looking up information.

He was searching for information about Ying Siming.

Originally, I thought Ying Siming was just an important clue character in the background of the dungeon, but I didn't expect that she had such a sensational news back then.

Xiao Huo should know about this matter, but Xiao Huo was fighting with the moth, so Zheng Xun decided not to disturb him.

And he mainly wanted to see what those weird photos Ying Siming sent looked like.

Time was tight, Zheng Xun didn't have time to look at them carefully one by one, and he had to wait until he got out of the dungeon to talk about these.

He focused on the few photos where people appeared.

Zheng Xun said she was measuring, which sounded very Riddler.

In fact, combined with her autobiography, it is easy to understand.

After Ying Siming found that everything around her had changed, she was recording this change.

She was probably observing the relative position between the red line and the white paper.

The two were very close, and the clarity of the photo was limited. Even if it was zoomed in to the maximum, it was difficult to see the specific distance between the two.

This measurement method is actually not accurate enough. As a scientific researcher, Ying Siming should have a more scientific method.

Zheng Xun thought that she had tried it, and it was possible that once she did this, she would encounter strong resistance.

So she used some daily items and conducted an imprecise experiment.

She discovered this change and may have explained it to people constantly, but it was too subtle and mysterious, and could only be identified as a woman's sensitivity, suspicion and neurosis.

Some people even said that Ying Siming had been childless for many years after marriage. If she had a child to distract her attention, she would not be obsessed with the vast theories all day long, forcing herself to an increasingly narrow path.

Zheng Xun couldn't imagine how tormented she was at the time.

Many people thought Ying Siming was crazy, and even her husband thought the same thing.

But Zheng Xun thought that the last photo left by Ying Siming, showing her eyes, showed that she was not crazy.

Although there was fatigue and haggardness in that eye, it was firm and bright.

She was telling everyone in this way that she was not crazy.

Zheng Xun clicked on the hot post on the forum, which was a complete review of the cause and effect of the Ying Siming incident.

He saw that someone had attached a link in the reply post on this floor.

Zheng Xun clicked in and found that it was an encyclopedia about Ying Siming.

In the upper right corner of the encyclopedia was Ying Siming's ID photo, with a white background. Ying Siming in the photo was about 27 or 28 years old, with short hair.

Anyone would be attracted by those eyes at the first moment.

Calm and profound, like a piece of black jade soaked in a stream.

Even though there is a screen between them, people outside the screen will have the illusion that they are being observed by her.

This look... is very suitable for her professional identity.

She doesn't like to smile, but she purses her lips slightly, almost in a straight line.

On the left are her name, date of birth and other detailed information, and if you turn down, it is her personal experience.

In the front is her glamorous school experience. After graduation, she has had several work experiences, basically in colleges and research institutes.

Until the last line, when he saw four words, Zheng Xun's fingers suddenly stopped.

——Yunqi Group.

Ying Siming actually works here.

Zheng Xun was about to continue reading, when he heard Meng Lian's exclamation.

He raised his eyes and looked, it turned out that Meng Lian was avoiding the rocks falling from the top of her head, and didn't pay attention to her feet, and accidentally scratched her leg.

Shen Guanyu and Huo Ziyan both noticed her injury, but they were too busy.

Zheng Xun stood up with the hatchet he had put aside.

"I think the General Association should give me another salary as a paramedic."

Meng Lian thought she was really hopeless this time, and her luck had all run out. She trembled as she put the glass petal that she had finally obtained into a palm-sized jewelry box that she carried with her, together with the necklace her mother gave her.

She turned her back to the giant moth and curled up. Since her life was gone, she had to at least leave clues behind.

She closed her eyes, hoping that she wouldn't be in too much pain when she died.

The expected pain did not come, and she heard a scream from behind that did not belong to a human.

What happened?

She turned back carefully and saw the moth that was split in half, and Zheng Xun holding a knife.

"Oh," Zheng Xun stared at her, "I'm sorry, it seems that you have to carry the moth's saliva until the end of the copy."