Just when An Xuan had turned around and was about to leave, a voice suddenly rang behind him. Because of the backlight, he first saw a pair of straight legs.

　　

　　 "I'll go with you." Zuo Jing walked out, "Mr. An."

　　

　　 An Xuan paused visibly, then looked at Zuo Jing's bumpy figure a few times, then nodded and said, "Then there will be Miss Lao Zuo."

　　

"polite."

　　

　　 After An Xuan and Zuo Jing slowly disappeared, the remaining four people stopped hesitating and started to rush towards the stage last night.

　　

　　......

　　

"Doctor." The fat man was talking, looking back and forth, as if he was worried about someone lying in ambush, or someone following them until he found nothing unusual, then he continued to speak: "I was scared to death just now, I thought those Blood......"

　　

　　 "Is it Tang Shirou's?" Jiang Cheng answered indifferently.

　　

The fat man nodded fiercely when he heard the words, "Isn't it? I saw the girl just now...whole body..." He gestured, probably meaning that there is no more skin, so scary and scary. of.

　　

　　 Xia Meng has been following the two of them all the time, and since she left, her face has become very strange, as if there is something she hasn't figured out.

　　

　　 "Don't you think it's weird?" Xia Meng said suddenly.

　　

　　 Although she asked you, the only person she looked at was Jiang Cheng.

　　

　　 The fat guy blinked and hummed and said, "What made you ask, you tell me what's not weird here? Just died, or died in that way, these wicked games should actually give us duck blood?!"

　　

　　 "Isn't this a disgusting person?" The fat man said angrily, "I will never eat duck blood again."

　　

　　 Hearing that Jiangcheng stopped, the fat man didn't pay attention and almost ran into the doctor.

　　

　　 "What do you want to say?" Jiang Cheng looked at her and asked.

　　

　　 "Will it..." Lifting her head, Xia Meng asked in a tentative tone: "Those duck blood... is mixed with other things?"

　　

　　 "Human blood." Jiang Cheng said.

　　

　　 Xia Meng nodded.

　　

　　 "This shouldn't be possible." The fat man licked his lips, seemingly still aftertaste, "At least I tasted like duck blood, there should be no other mess."

　　

　　 After hearing this, Xia Meng glanced at the fat man, and then put his gaze on Jiang Cheng's face, obviously asking if what the fat man said was reliable?

　　

　　 "Regarding the question of eating, I think it's okay." Jiang Cheng thought of the scene when he and the fat man had a hot pot, and nodded.

　　

　　 Hearing the doctor's words, the fat man's neck also followed the ribs.

　　

　　 "That's weird, npc shouldn't do such boring things." Xia Meng exhaled, "There must be a problem in this."

　　

　　 "Could it be..." Her pupils shrank, as if thinking of a very important thing, and the thing itself... is very incredible.

　　

　　 When looking at Shangjiang City, Xia Meng squinted suddenly: "You thought about it too, didn't you?"

　　

　　 Jiangcheng nodded, "I just thought of it," he stretched out his hand and said, "It's just a second faster than you."

　　

　　 The fat man looked at the doctor, then turned his head to look at Xia Meng. He felt that his advantage was lost in an instant, "What do you see?"

　　

　　 "The food box..." Xia Meng said with a gloomy face, "not necessarily all duck blood."

　　

　　 The fat man was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes straightened, "You mean...there are 9 bowls of duck blood mixed with a bowl of human blood?"

　　

　　 "Impossible, although the smell of human blood..." He looked embarrassed, and then immediately said: "But the smell of duck blood is so special, the difference can still be eaten?"

　　

　　 "Haven't that person ever eaten duck blood?" The fat man was a little nervous, as if he was trying to corroborate his guess as much as possible to comfort himself. "

　　 "Maybe the person who ate human blood is a vegetarian, or has a taste problem." Jiang Cheng said calmly.

　　

　　 Although the doctor said it very seriously, the fat man heard another meaning from it.

　　

　　The doctor also feels that the possibility of these ideas is very low.

　　

　　 And because the fat man is more interested in food, he devoted more attention to the dishes. The dishes in the past two days were mostly meat dishes, and he did not see anyone deliberately avoiding it.

　　

　　 The fat man "gummed" and swallowed, then there is only one truth left.

　　

　　 Some of them had a problem with blood, but they didn't say anything. Instead, they ate all of them one bite at a time.

　　

　　 After all, when the middle-aged woman receives the bowl, the inside is empty.

　　

　　What kind of fairy teammates are these special...

　　

　　 After the initial discomfort, the fat man began to wonder whether it was because the doctor was too strong that the teammates he matched each time were more perverted.

　　

　　 And this time there is another Xia Meng.

　　

　　 In this difficult task full of orphans, neuroses, perverts, disguised madmen and other teammates, the fat guy feels that he really doesn’t deserve to participate.

　　

　　 He was afraid that the doctor would drop points, and he was even more afraid that his teammates would get blood if he didn't pay attention.

　　

　　 The fat man looked around and felt like he had stabbed the orphan’s nest: "Give me a way to survive, family."

　　

　　......

　　

　　 "tap da da."

　　

　　 Anxuan squinted his eyes and walked ahead, and the soles of leather shoes, which had a similar texture, stepped on the cobblestone path, making a pleasant sound.

　　

　　 Zuo Jing followed behind him.

　　

　　Along the way, the two have no communication.

　　

　　 After they walked to the place where Young Master Huang lived, they chose a secluded location and inserted directly in.

　　

　　 There is an abandoned rockery, which seems to have been prepared as a landscape, and then abandoned, surrounded by half-person tall weeds.

　　

　　 Even if you do something inside, no one will find out.

　　

　　 Hiding behind the rocks, An Xuan stared at Zuo Jing, the strange feeling on his face disappeared~lightnovelpub.net~ became formal, and suddenly he said, "You are too reckless."

　　

　　 He frowned, as if dissatisfied with the latter.

　　

"You should wait for me to leave, pull someone up, and follow me in the name of suspicion of me." An Xuan continued: "Then find a moment to pretend to follow me and be found, and then lose it, and finally again. Get rid of the position he agreed to and make peace with me."

　　

　　He paused, "In this way, even if they doubt it, they will only doubt me. You can make up whatever you want and point the doubt to me so that no one will doubt us."

　　

　　 "I know." Zuo Jing said in a low voice, "It can be said from the intelligence..."

　　

"Huh—" An Xuan tightened his lips, staring at the direction they came from from the gap, then looked at Zuo Jing, and said in a solemn tone: "This time the information is wrong, the problem is not the name Tang Shirou's girl, she is just an ordinary person."

　　

　　 "It really wasn't her." Zuo Jing nodded when she heard the words, "I didn't think it was like at first, she had no warning about your methods at all, and her sense of smell was too bad."

　　

　　 "Damn it." An Xuan clenched his fist, "The more she is like this, the more I think she has a problem. I thought she was hiding something assassin."

　　

　　 "It's already like this." Zuo Jing patted An Xuan on the shoulder, comfortingly said: "It is still important to complete the task.

　　

　　 "Are there any suspects on your side?" An Xuan took a deep breath and tilted his head to ask.