I Wasn't Born Lucky

Fu Jiang couldn't be the child of the weeping woman, she knew it well, but she didn't know if the other party saw it——

The weeping woman hugged Fu Jiang tightly, her newly grown neck hurt a little.

After a while, the weeping woman let go of her hands again, carefully supported Fu Jiang, watched her face, and squeezed out the sound of crying from her throat while watching.

The voice even changed a tune due to the excitement.

The crying woman: "Oh."

Fu Jiang: "...Woo."

Fu Jiang was inexplicably a little nervous.

She hasn't felt this kind of emotion for a long time - even when Xiao Li was about to be cooked into a chicken breast, she was never so nervous, because at that time she knew in her heart that as long as she was willing to say it, the other party would not take it seriously Cook hers.

But Fu Jiang was facing the crying woman at this moment, but she couldn't tell the other party's emotions. If she told the truth, would the other party swallow her in anger? !

Moreover, the crying woman is also a female ghost, her proud beauty cannot be used...

Fu Jiang twisted his neck, trying to speed up his growth rate, but he couldn't take it seriously for a while, so he could only be held in the arms of the crying woman, waiting for the other party's identification.

The crying woman moved very slowly. She seemed to have lost her memory of her child's appearance. She couldn't even recognize Fu Jiang's obvious features. She hesitated to change Fu Jiang's position into a baby hug.

Ye Zeqing: "..."

Could this female ghost really want Fu Jiang to be a child? !Are you kidding me?

The scene was once very suffocating.

Hull thought of many ways to break through, from the normal way of using props to escape, to Moriarty's style of throwing down the legs, but he never thought that he could hand Fu Jiang over to the crying woman to recognize his relatives.

While he was in a daze, Xiao Li in front of him had already taken the opportunity to break out from the weeping woman, walked out of the encirclement of the Shura field, walked into the elevator, and pressed the door of the elevator that was about to close, sticking out his head to urge them: "Will you go?"

"G, go——! Iaming!"

Hull responded, and he carefully walked around the crying woman with the other reincarnations and walked into the elevator together.

And Fu Jiang was left in the arms of the crying woman, she smelled a stench, she looked diagonally upwards, and met the other's eyes without whites for a moment——

She knew that the other party had recognized her identity.

Fu Jiang immediately changed his tone and expression, just like the white lotus in the clear water, although her complexion made her look a bit strange, but she was still a strange beauty, she was as innocent and pitiful as green tea and said: " I was forced, and I am one of Moriarty's PTSD patients, we are on the same front!"

...To sum it up in one sentence, allies, don't shoot.

The crying woman understood, but to no avail, the hand that should have fallen still fell towards Fu Jiang.

-

in the elevator.

Ri Yan scratched his face, he looked at the leaping barrage in front of him, but didn't speak.

[I can only hear the voice, I am guessing blindly, is it sister Fu Jiang? 】

[Oh my God, the boss handed over Sister Fu Jiang to Sister Crying as his daughter? ! 】

[Sister Fu Jiang looks delicious now... I hope that crying sister will not eat her because she is too angry. 】

[Hey, I cried too, I was moved to tears, the crying sister confessed to the scene, I hope Fu Jiang can heal the heart of crying sister who lost her hair. 】

[How to heal... using her body ↑↓? 】

Ri Yan couldn't hold back, the last sentence inexplicably poked his smile, he laughed, but after attracting other people's attention, he immediately disguised himself with a cough: "cough cough cough."

Ye Zeqing glanced at him quickly, and slapped Xiang Riyan on the back of the head, but he was thinking about their mission now, so he didn't speak out against him.

Judging from the fact that Taotie talked with the manager alone, but both of them died, the ghosts in this dungeon world are quite deadly, but Moriarty is a person who is more detached from the five elements, and it is likely that he pissed off the ghosts and revived them. .

But from another perspective, could it be that... Taotie found a clue, and that's why he was killed?

Are these clues to strange stories the information of the mastermind behind the scenes?

Thinking of this, Ye Zeqing expressed all the results of his thinking just now.

Lingzi pondered for a while and then said: "But we didn't see any useful clues in the office just now, except for knowing how the ghost came to reality..."

At this moment, Hull withdrew his gaze from Xiao Li: "I think we have overlooked one point, that is the condition of death."

"Even those of us reincarnated people have to open the door of the strange story to be completely involved in this incident, otherwise the mission would not specifically require this."

Maybach took over his words: "That is to say, this strange talk incident did not accidentally injure innocent people. The security guard and the manager must have committed some kind of dead end—such as opening the door of room 909, or... see The main messenger behind the strange talk?"

Ye Zeqing asked Xiao Li: "What do you think?"

Xiao Li lowered his head and pondered for a while, instead of directly answering Ye Zeqing's question, he asked a question instead: "I gave Fu Jiang to a crying woman, what do you think?"

Ye Zeqing was a little puzzled: "You... did a good job?"

Could it be because he didn't applaud Xiao Li that Xiao Li lacked a sense of accomplishment?

Hull, who was standing aside, did not think of the same direction as Ye Zeqing, he thought of a deeper place - could Moriarty's move be a test of that matter?If this is the case, then every strange move of the other party that seems to be deviant is actually hiding the information he wants to get from the ghost.

How could such a person be so unknown in China?

Xiao Li said helplessly: "...No, I mean, after I handed Fu Jiang to the crying woman, her reaction."

"She seemed to really treat Fu Jiang as her daughter at the beginning," Ye Zeqing recalled, "Although I took a look when I got into the elevator, she knew that she was going to attack Fu Jiang, and I really want to see the battle of the century between these two ghosts." .”

Xiao Li: "Fu Jiang is very different from her real daughter, right? Since her strange story is a weeper looking for the whereabouts of her children, it is obvious that she can at least not remember the appearance of the children, but this time she recognized It's been a long time."

"—Just like Fu Jiang doesn't remember her past memories, the details of these strange ghosts are all in common." Hull interjected, and his eyes looked at Xiao Li even hotter.

He thought that if so, Moriarty wanted to test the crying woman in this way, this is the type of teammate he admired the most, Hull praised in an exaggerated tone unique to Westerners: "Mo, you are really a Geek!"

Now Hull has completely forgotten his expectation of seeing Sherlock in the first place, and he feels that Sherlock must not be as good as Moriarty!

Xiao Li: "...?!"

He didn't know how to respond to the words, whether it was a compliment or a derogation, so he simply turned his head, stretched out his fingers and pressed the "ninth floor" button of the elevator again.

"No, so what? All these ghost stories don't remember the details of the past. What if your mind was trapped by the door when you became a ghost?" Ye Zeqing asked inexplicably, "What does this have to do with the truth?"

Xiao Li looked up and watched the elevator display interface slowly jump from "8" to "9". Before the sound of "Ding Dong" symbolizing the opening of the door sounded, he was already standing at the door of the elevator: "It is a clue to the truth, maybe We were wrong about it."

Before Ye Zeqing finished digesting this sentence, the elevator stopped and Xiao Li walked out.

Ye Zeqing chased after him: "Brother, you are my brother, why not? What are you thinking?"

Xiao Li kept walking: "I'm not sure yet, just wait."

"Wait for what?"

"The sixth strange story." Xiao Li said.

He stopped at the door of the room.

Ye Zeqing followed him and stopped: "What are you going to do now? Don't tell me you're going back to sleep."

Xiao Li gave him a strange look: "Of course not, I want to take a bath."

When examining the corpse just now, his hands were stained with a little blood, which was very sticky, and he broke out in sweat after smashing the monitor screen, so Xiao Li was going to wash it off.

Ye Zeqing: "..."

-

In the room of Xiao Li and Shen Mizhi.

There was the sound of water rushing in the bathroom, and a faint yellow light shone through the door.

Shen Yanzhi sat by the bed, he sat up straight, looked at the closed door of the bathroom, he didn't know what he was thinking, he was rolling the wire of the electric hair dryer with his hands one after another.

The young man maintained this state until the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. After a while, Xiao Li pushed open the door of the bathroom and came out.

Shen Mizhi's whole body almost froze.

But fortunately, Xiao Li didn't come out just wrapped in a bath towel, he had already changed his clothes inside, and just put the bath towel on his head, but there were still drops of water dripping down his wet hair and down his neck Back deep.

Xiao Li pressed the towel on his head tightly, rubbed his hair casually, and sat down on the side chair.

Shen Mizhi let go of the wire of the hair dryer: "Why don't you blow it?"

Xiao Li took off the towel from her hair and threw it aside: "No, I'm too lazy to blow it."

He didn't brag much at first, and only moved his hands reluctantly for the sake of cleanliness when he was urged by Xiao Huang Ben. Recently, Xiao Huang Ben was very quiet, so he didn't bother to move anymore.

The young man tightened his fingertips, and he asked as easily as possible: "This is not good for your health, if you don't want to move...can I blow it for you?"

Xiao Li looked up at him.

Because of the weight of the water droplets, the hair on his forehead was longer than before, almost half covering his eyes, making it impossible to see the emotions in those black eyes clearly.

But the next moment, Xiao Li refused: "No need."

Shen Mizhi stood up, and he came directly behind Xiao Li, and inserted the plug of the hair dryer into the socket on the table. His tone was calm, but there was always an indescribable momentum: "It's okay, I'll help you soon. Yes, you'll get a headache that way."

As he spoke, he rang the hair dryer.

Amidst the loud humming, Xiao Li couldn't say anything to refuse, so he could only lower his head helplessly to facilitate Shen Mi's movements.

But when Xiao Li lowered his head, it made his slender neck stand out even more. The black hair against the skin that didn't get much sun, looked very conspicuous.

The person you like is right in front of your eyes, and it looks defenseless.

It's as quiet as...you can do whatever you want to him.

The soft part of Shen Mizhi's heart was suddenly poked hard, and his fingertips tremblingly brushed aside the other's hair, wanting to bite on it.

But no.

A drop of water fell from the boy's hair, blurring the dark lines on the cuff of Shen Mirage, rendering the ancient totem more vivid, like the color of Xiao Li's eyes.

Shen Mizhi's breathing became chaotic, he controlled the hair dryer with one hand, and pressed the opponent's shoulder with the other.

The young man tightened his strength slowly, and the depths of his eyes shone with a golden glow, and he asked in a low voice: "Xiao Li..."

Xiao Li was thinking about the clues he got from the duty room just now, he felt the other party's strength, raised his head and gave Shen Mizhi a look:?

Shen Mizhi: "If someone likes you, likes you very much, will you agree to him?"

His voice was very low, like an iceberg dormant under the surface of the deep sea, ready to burst at any moment.