Chapter 294 Her Mission
Linxun Mansion.
The boxy, old-fashioned TV sat on a beautiful black lacquered cabinet. There was only the dim blue light emitted by the electrical appliances in the room, which faintly illuminated the people on the sofa.
The girl with long, silky black hair wore a white nightgown. The length of the nightgown reaches around the ankles. She folded her legs and stepped on the sofa cushions, so that they could be fully retracted into her skirt.
She held an orange take-out plastic bowl in her hand, held the chopsticks in her left hand, circled the bowl a few times, wrapped the noodles in it, and then swallowed it in one bite.
His eyes were turned blue by the light of the TV, he sniffed and stared at the picture playing on the screen.
What is playing above is the scene inside the Sijiang Building.
And it’s from Zheng Xun’s perspective.
Different from what the audience in the live broadcast room saw, the TV in the mansion could show every move of Zheng Xun who was in another time and space.
He put Pei Minghuan's body down and wrapped it in a quilt. He followed Shen Guanyu and others and left from the last store...
She was able to clearly understand all these scenes that outsiders could not see.
Zheng Xun took the account book away again. He didn't care whether he could open it again or not, but he just wanted to take it away.
The girl's posture was relaxed and she did not delay eating, but her eyes followed Zheng Xun closely on the screen, for fear of missing any of his moves.
But at this moment the TV set was about to shut down, it made two beeps, and the snowflake screen popped up again.
The girl walked over from the sofa, put the takeout on the coffee table, and came to the TV. She bent her knees slightly and put her hands on her knees.
Reach out, bang bang bang, and slap the TV case hard three times.
TV, which had been slapped three times for no reason, still had a face full of snowflakes.
The girl showed a puzzled expression, scratched her hair, and followed up with the second move.
She bent back, reached out and grabbed the power cord, and pulled it off.
The screen goes black.
Plug it in again.
alright.
She returned to the sofa and picked up the takeout again.
At this time, the room door behind her suddenly shook slightly.
...one yuan?
The girl moved her lips, but made no sound.
She slid off the armrest of the sofa and went to the door. She held her hand on the dark wooden door and looked into the corridor.
Empty.
?
The girl touched her hair again, confused, and prepared to close the door.
At this time, behind her right, there was the sound of the lamp switch being pulled.
The girl looked back, and sure enough, it was one yuan.
And it’s one yuan and has a front page.
The girl showed an expression of "It's really you", then returned to the sofa, sat down with the takeout box in her arms, and continued to watch Zheng Xun's performance in the copy.
Yiyuan lowered his head slightly, opened his folded fingers again, and found two broken pieces of candy in his palm.
He threw the candy into the trash can without seeming to care.
Then he came to the empty single sofa and sat down.
The girl pushed an unopened box of takeout in the direction of Yiyuan, but her eyes never left the TV screen.
Yiyuan did not refuse her kindness. He opened the takeout plastic bag gracefully, took a bite, and put it back again.
The girl caught a glimpse of his actions from the corner of her eye and wrinkled her nose, as if she was dissatisfied with his picky food and wasteful behavior.
Yiyuan smiled, took out the bright silver dagger from the fruit plate, and peeled the apple.
The apple skin goes around and around, separated from the pulp. Peel the apple for one dollar and keep the peel in one complete strip.
He placed the apple in front of the girl, seemingly only interested in peeling a perfect strip of peel.
The girl was not polite, picked up the apple, opened her mouth wide, and took a big bite.
A crisp sound.
Yiyuan turned his head, looked at the TV screen with her, and asked casually.
"How did you go about monitoring Zheng Xun today?"
…
Zheng Xun followed Huo Ziyan and others to the next store.
This store is shabbier than the previous one, and you can't even tell what business it was in before. There are only some empty cabinets, and the floor is even cement.
The four people divided the work in an orderly manner. Shen Guanyu was responsible for checking the cashier, Huo Ziyan went deep into the store, and Meng Lian needed to see if there were any text clues on the surrounding walls.
As for "Zheng Xun"...
He was hanging out as a free man.
As before, there is also a ledger at the cash register.
Shen Guanyu opened it.
He couldn't see, but the real Zheng Xun was actually standing next to him, very close, looking in with him.
"It's exactly the same as the previous several ledgers. The order of surnames on it has not changed at all..."
At this time, Meng Lian interrupted.
"Excuse me, what time is it now? My bracelet just turned off automatically. When I turned it on, the time was incorrect."
Shen Guanyu lit up his bracelet and told her the time.
"9:45, morning."
When the time was announced, he suddenly realized that it was about to enter non-business hours.
"We have to move quickly, otherwise we will be in trouble later."
Huo Ziyan reminded the others.
"January 2 is the last day."
Time compresses everyone.
While they were communicating, Zheng Xun was flipping through the pages by himself and muttering in his mouth.
"Zhang San, Li, Si, Wang, Er, Zhao Wu..."
He was afraid of trouble, so he didn't pronounce those difficult-to-pronounce names, just read the surname casually, and passed.
It cannot be said to be exactly the same as what is in the account book, it can only be said to have nothing to do with it.
"Xu Qi Song Liu Pei..."
Turning to the last page, Zheng Xun's quick mouth suddenly stopped.
In addition to the original names of Shen Guanyu, Huo Ziyan, and Meng Lian, two more familiar names suddenly appeared.
Song Yao.
Pei Minghuan.
At this time, an idea suddenly rushed into Zheng Xun's mind.
This list... is a death list!