How to break nightmares come true [unlimited]

Shen Mo looked at Yang Ping carefully, and said, "Then let's go first."

Yang Ping let out a long breath in case of amnesty.

When walking out of the community, Shen Mo looked carefully at his watch.

Because Yang Ping refused to go to the hotel, and was determined not to go to any place with mirrors or water marks, and it was raining heavily outside, Lao Tian and Shen Mo took him to the bureau.

At the moment before stepping into the gate, Yang Ping was surprised and turned around to look carefully, and asked suspiciously: "Is this your unit?"

Lao Tian replied: "Yes!"

Yang Ping stopped in his tracks, with a resentful look on his face: "Didn't you say that you are a special department?"

Lao Tian shrugged, pretending to be innocent: "That's right!"

Yang Ping took a step back and said word by word: "Then please tell me, what the hell is that long string of Chinese characters written on the gate...?"

Lao Tian looked at Shen Mo in embarrassment, this explanation is really troublesome.

Shen Mo said calmly: "Do you want to listen to our long talk in this heavy rain, or do you want to go to a safe place first?"

Yang Ping also noticed that the sky was completely dark, and he also noticed that the heavy rain was getting heavier and heavier, and his heart trembled.

Although the identities of Lao Tian and Shen Mo seemed unusual, he didn't feel unfriendly from them.

If he's been fooled for a moment, or something...

Yang Ping gritted his teeth, thinking: In order to save his life, if he robs his wealth, he should rob his wealth.They are all so handsome, so they can't... be robbed, right?

Following them around, they arrived outside a room.

Considering Yang Ping's special needs, Shen Mo first went in and made some simple arrangements before Lao Tian took him in.

Yang Ping stood at the door and took a closer look. There was only a long frosted table, a few chairs, and a few opaque filing cabinets inside.

There are really no mirrors, nor anything that might reflect light.

Out of professional habits, Lao Tian asked, "Do you want some water?"

Yang Ping nodded, and immediately shook his head frantically: "No, no, I won't drink it! Don't drink it either!"

Lao Tian just picked up the water glass and took a sip, but he couldn't swallow it even if he didn't swallow it.

He raised his head, only to see Yang Ping leaning forward, staring at him nervously, as if wishing to do it himself, to get the tea out of his mouth.

That look made Lao Tian's throat twitch with fright, and the tea flowed back into his nasal cavity.

Amidst Lao Tian's angry coughing, Shen Mo sat opposite Yang Ping and spread out a pen and paper: "Mr. Yang, please start."

So, Yang Ping looked at Lao Tian apologetically, and began to recall:

"I work for a large enterprise in this city as a technician. I met a fellow villager named Li Li in the administration department.

One day, I found that her state was not quite right.But it's not easy to ask too much, so I can only care more about her and ask her more.

Unexpectedly, she didn't show up at the company for a week in a row a while ago. "

"I couldn't get in touch with her, so I asked someone to find out. However, no one knew where she had gone, only that she had taken a long vacation.

I was very worried about her, and then suddenly remembered that she had said a strange word - 'mirror mirror'. "

"Mirror mirror?"

Lao Tian repeated it, and asked puzzledly, "What is this?"

Having said that, Yang Ping stopped, showing a tangled and worried expression.

During the process of his narration, Shen Mo kept burying his head in writing and drawing something on the paper.

At this time, he held a piece of A4 paper horizontally and raised his head: "From the literal meaning, it should be like this?"

Yang Ping stared at the white paper, and saw several rhombuses lined up on it from left to right, and from the sides to the middle, the rhombuses gradually shrunk.

Put another mirror on the opposite side of one mirror, and then put a larger mirror behind the two mirrors. After repeating it several times, a "mirror within a mirror" is formed!

Yang Ping glanced at him in disbelief: "Why don't you—"

It seems to be right, because rhetorical questioning means admitting.

Not to mention, he also said the word "also".

There is simply no silver 300 taels here.

Shen Mo took the piece of paper and thought for a while, then asked: "Did Li Li only tell you this word, or did she describe this word to you in detail?"

"She only mentioned it once."

Originally, this is enough, but the pride of being a man of science and technology made Yang Ping add a redundant sentence: "But it is not difficult to guess."

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows, and asked again: "Then you made the mirror in your bathroom yourself?"

"Yes."

A puzzled expression appeared on Yang Ping's face: "I just want to know what's so unusual about this. After all, we've all received higher education, how can we believe in that... how should I put it, idealism?"

"I just wanted to try, but didn't expect..."

He trembled all over, as if recalling something terrible: "I didn't expect that thing to be so evil!"

Shen Mo noticed the key words sensitively, and asked, "'That thing'? What is it?"

Yang Ping didn't answer, but glanced at the white paper involuntarily.

Tsk tsk, this man in science and engineering is really fragile, he doesn't know how to hide himself at all, Lao Tian sighed pitifully.

Shen Mo didn't ask any more questions, but gave Lao Tian a look instead.

Lao Tian understood in seconds, got up and walked to the file cabinet, tinkering with something.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Lao Tian quickly trotted over to open the door, looking very happy.

A short-haired girl in a black windbreaker walked in with a black briefcase.

She put the briefcase on the long table, and took out scattered instruments and a notebook one by one.

Yang Ping sat up straight, and asked very conflictingly: "What are you going to do?"

Lao Tian chuckled: "Please take a nap, please cooperate."

Yang Ping ran out of the door as soon as he could, cursing angrily about "spicy chicken XX game", but unfortunately, Lao Tian easily caught up with him, and a knife landed on the back of his neck.

The short-haired girl looked at Yang Ping, who was dizzy, and stopped what she was doing, but said to Shen Mo: "Is it necessary?"

Shen Mo didn't answer, he stroked his slightly green chin, which was gradually showing stubble, and stared at Yang Ping thoughtfully.

After struggling to get Yang Ping onto an unfolded folding bench, Lao Tian happily joined the topic: "Of course it is necessary!"

"Xiao Ai, don't you know, this kid has a lot of problems!"

Xiao Ai is the woman with short hair.

While she was busy, she raised her eyebrows wonderingly: "How do you say that?"

While helping her, Lao Tian answered the words enthusiastically: "Let me tell you, let's not talk about anything else. When I first entered the gate of our bureau—"

"Not much time, let's do the work first."

Shen Mo interrupted their conversation, walked over and lay down on another bench beside Yang Ping.

Lao Tian didn't say anything more, and quickly pushed a spherical instrument between them, and then put their hands on both sides of the instrument.

Xiao Ai tapped on the keyboard for a while, and a green countdown appeared on the interface.

Then, she held a chain with steel balls and shook it slightly in front of Shen Mo's eyes.

Slowly, Shen Mo felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Before he fell asleep, he heard Xiao Ai say softly: "Begin to fall asleep, I wish you good luck."

It was dark at first, and then gradually there was some light.

Shen Mo knew that he was already in Yang Ping's dream.

As he walked, a building suddenly appeared in front of him.

The huge logo on the top is the company where Yang Ping works.

So he no longer hesitated, and walked forward with the flow of people.

The author has something to say: Ho Ho Ho~ I hope the little angels can persist in reading the next two chapters~

The more exciting the future, the quality is guaranteed =w=

I'm waiting for you in the comments~

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