Chapter 117

Looking at the handwriting on the paper that was getting crazy and then suddenly became regular and smooth, Wen Jianyan felt a chill creep up his back.

Judging from the content, this note was probably written by an employee of Dreamland Amusement Park.

Obviously, he also suffered from very serious mental pollution, and the content of his writing was scribbled and chaotic, with a strange sense of shock.

He bent down and looked towards the place where he just pulled out the note.

The piece of wood had become loose, and the sharp edges were stained with large swaths of tan marks. Fragments of nails could be seen in the dried blood, as if they had been forcibly dug out with nails.

It seemed that when he sat on this chair, the other party's mental state was already very bad to a certain extent, and the note was inserted almost at the expense of his fingers.

Wen Jianyan put the chair back in place and fell into deep thought.

First, is the content of the note credible?

I'm afraid it's half and half.

After all, the writer's mental state has become extremely crazy, and Wen Jianyan himself has been polluted, and he can personally experience that terrible sense of chaos.

Information transfers done under such circumstances must be treated with caution.

In any case, this note brought him a new perspective and thinking, which is really indispensable.

Next, you need to confirm your guess.

Wen Jianyan stood up, stuffed the note into his pocket, and took out his phone to send a message to Wenya.

She is on the deck now, and she is accompanied by Huang Mao, an object-finding expert with excellent eyesight. Except for him, I am afraid that no one will be able to find the so-called hidden map.

deck.

All the work also stopped, and the staff in croaking clothes came from below the deck and scanned the badges on the chests of all the staff one by one.

"Buzz."

At this moment, Wen Ya's cell phone vibrated twice.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the frog not far away who was scanning the sign with an instrument. After confirming that the other party was far away from her, she turned on the phone secretly and looked at the text message Wen Jianyan had just sent her.

…map? on deck?

Wen Ya was taken aback.

Then he bumped the yellow hair on the side with his elbow, and secretly showed him the content on the phone screen.

"..."

After seeing the content on the phone screen, Huang Mao exuded an aura of resentment that was born without love.

The area of ​​the deck is not very large, but it is definitely not small. In addition, there are so many instruments and pipelines. I want to find a map that does not have any specific features, but may be stuck in a certain gap. …

The difficulty is simply too great.

He just has good eyes, not a doraemon!

However, even so, Huang Mao knew that in this situation, all of them were grasshoppers in the same line, and even if it was difficult to meet the requirements, he had to do his best to complete them.

He sighed in the hood, began to change the angle constantly, and tried his best to scan everything that could be seen on the deck with his eyes, trying to find the "map" that Wen Jianyan entrusted.

Just as the hopes in his heart were being dashed, suddenly, Huang Mao's gaze paused.

His eyes fell on a point not far away.

On the side close to the cable, at the junction of a piece of wood and the pipe, there are faint traces of white paper.

...Is that what it is? !

Huang Mao's spirit perked up.

He gestured to Wen Ya who was beside him, and pointed in the direction of the piece of paper.

Wen Ya understood.

She cautiously raised her head and glanced at the positions of the other croaks, and then moved towards the direction of the map step by step, but before moving a few steps, the croaks not far away suddenly turned their heads, and Wen Ya froze in the distance.

However, the eyes of the croaks did not seem to stay on her.

They appear to have completed scanning all employees.

One of them croaked the instrument in its hand, and in the next second, a mechanical female voice sounded, echoing in the air: "No. 32486, No. 32492, No. 32495... Employees of No. 32450, please step forward."

Wen Ya was startled, and looked down at her doll costume.

Her sign was 32492, which happened to be one of the numbers that had just been read.

This is bad.

"..."

Wen Ya bit the bullet and walked out of the queue, lined up with other employees whose numbers were read, and walked forward step by step.

? ? ?

Huang Mao, who was left in the team, panicked.

Eh? etc? ! how did you go ! Who will get the map after you leave! !

As Wen Ya walked forward, she nodded slightly to Huang Mao, indicating that the rest would be handed over to him.

Huangmao: "..."

He watched Wen Ya's back getting farther and farther away from him with panic on his face, and instantly felt cold from head to toe, and his whole body felt a little unwell.

this... this this...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh no!

However, his panicked gaze did not change the status quo, and he could only watch helplessly as the other party gradually moved away.

The only one who can get the map... is him.

However, fortunately, the croaks also left the deck with these employees.

Huangmao took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and moved towards the direction of the map step by step, and finally came to the cable.

But in just a few steps, he was already sweating from fright, Huang Mao tremblingly opened the wooden board, pulled out the note, and held it in the palm of his hand.

No surprises.

He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped back slowly.

He tripped over something on his heel, and Huang Mao staggered under his feet. An "ouch" came out of his mouth and disappeared into the air.

In an instant, his whole body froze.

[Article 2 of the Pirate Ship Staff Code: Your working hours and workload on the pirate ship are not fixed, please use the bell as a sign of work handover, and do not communicate verbally with other sailors]

Huangmao turned his head stiffly and looked over one by one.

Except for the roar of the machines, the entire deck was silent. The employees in all kinds of suits turned their heads around at some point, and the plush hoods were facing him directly, and countless eyes focused on him. on him.

Including quack.

Bad, bad.

oh oh oh oh oh oh-

Two green croaks came over, one on the left and the other on the right, supported the yellow-haired who had been stunned in place, and dragged him into the team.

The whole process was still extremely quiet.

Wen Ya stared at Huang Mao who was being dragged and walked towards the cabin together with herself, her heart sank involuntarily.

The other party violated the rules, so they were taken away together.

She glanced at all the employees around, and it seemed that...all the numbered ones had made mistakes in the previous work session.

That being the case, the place they are about to go to may not be a good place.

Wen Ya followed the team, continued to move forward calmly, and at the same time pressed the text message to Wen Jianyan in her pocket.

*

Meanwhile, in the cabin.

Wen Jianyan opened the text message, her expression shivered involuntarily.

The text message is very short, there is nothing more than content in it, only three letters: [SOS]

He stuffed the phone back into his pocket, his eyes downcast, lost in thought.

It was clear that they were in danger.

He recalled a line from the note he had just found "Here we shall be sorted."

Could it be...

Are employees being sorted out there right now? By what standard?

With too little information at hand, it was difficult for Wen Jianyan to draw conclusions directly.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the room he was in.

It seems that there is a group of people approaching in this direction. They don't seem to be passing by, but they seem to be walking straight towards this room, with a clear and urgent purpose.

"!"

Wen Jianyan was startled, and his whole body tensed up instantly.

He has heard this kind of footsteps many times. This is the footsteps that only come out when chasing a target. It is urgent, clear, and full of purpose.

exposed?

Why?

The heart is pounding in the chest, and the adrenaline is also rushing.

Even under the strong pressure, Wen Jianyan's jaw line was slightly tense. He raised his eyes and quickly scanned the entire room, but found nothing resembling a monitor.

He frowned.

It shouldn't be.

There is no monitor here. If there is, the location should have been exposed the moment his invisibility props failed, instead of dragging it until now.

As time went by, the sound of footsteps outside the door was approaching!

Wen Jianyan held his breath, and instinctively activated the invisibility props.

"Dididi—"

Through the door panel, it seems that something is beeping, the closer it is, the more urgent it is, it's like...

tracking device?

Wen Jianyan suddenly looked down at the work card hanging on his chest, slightly startled.

Could it be it?