Fortunately, this is not the first time that Song Yangle has faced this situation. Song Yangle has adjusted his mentality. After two stops, the data growth has returned to stability; Within his budget: Well, no accident, the number one in six figures will not break 2, which is gratifying.

Looking at the data on the mobile phone, although the weak human being carrying the takeaway box still maintains an expressionless look, the other hand that is relaxed in the pocket clearly reveals his pleasure.

——Ah, it's a bit of an eyesore.

"Ding——Shanhai Bank reminds you that we are here at Weishui Nature Reserve Station. The door on the left side of the train is about to open. Passengers of the cat family should be careful about your words and deeds..."

The subway gradually approaching the terminal station has long since lost its previous congestion. The sunny platform doors opened in sync with the train doors. Song Yang, who was holding his mobile phone, paused for a moment, then raised his head and glanced at the black surveillance camera. The silhouette of the man—the man with an ordinary and standard appearance stood up from the seat that had been fixed and unmoved three times before, straightened the fishing line, packed all his fishing gear, stood up, looked back at the seat, and confirmed what was done Afterwards, he turned his head, holding a bucket full of neat tools in one hand and a fishing rod in the other, and walked towards the door as ordinary as any ordinary passenger.

After two footsteps, the light from the left was blocked, Song Yangle held the phone and turned his head.

The angler with the fishing tackle smiled at him gently: "Goodbye?"

He shifted the gaze of the other party to the metal fishing rod, and after taking it back, Song Yangle said flatly with no expression: "Goodbye."

"..." It seemed that because he got the response he wanted, the other party's smile became more gentle, then he turned around, walked out of the car door, stepped on the elevator and went up.

After the silent counting time passed, the subway doors were about to close, Song Yang moved his fingers in his pocket, and couldn't help blinking his sore eyes——

"!"

At the moment when the sharp thin|object strikes with no sound at all, the extremely keen|extremely keen|extremely keen|extremely sensitive sixth sense is transmitted from the fingertip in contact with the hard|hard|hard|object to the skin of the neck on the right within milliseconds, holding the phone without even thinking about it He tilted his head thoughtfully, and missed it with a hint of coolness!

"Ding."

The car door was closed, and the human figure with his back to the subway and holding a full set of fishing gear had disappeared from sight in the elevator; in a trance, Song Yangle seemed to hear the sound of something falling to the ground.

He turned his head.

——The small metal needle that hit the wall of the car facing his neck pierced a very thin hole, and then broke into two pieces and fell on the floor of the car.

***

In the recording studio of Villa No. 1, South Beishan Road, in the "Qionglie A5Z" live broadcast room on the computer screen, the bass sound that shook the floor was interrupted by a burst of equally intense rock music ringtones. Qiongqi, who was immersed in the bass world, looked up and saw The screen was full of "Phone!" bullet screens, stopped impatiently, said "Got it", then picked up the phone and walked out of the recording studio, and connected the phone:

"How is it? Are you done with the baby spoon?"

The other side was clean and neat: "It's over. Give me the money."

After shouting for a long time, his throat was a little dry, Qiongqi took a cup and put it under the water dispenser and pressed the cold water switch, while showing a little vigilance: "Sent me the photo?"

"Sent it, it's in your mailbox."

"Okay, then I will confirm the photo and transfer the money to you later."

"Friendly reminder, remember to watch and transfer now." The other party said unhurriedly: "I'm fishing, don't answer the phone or read the message after 5 minutes, or add money."

"...X, this is actually a 'friendship reminder', you are so fucking weirder." The water in the cup overflowed, and Qiongqi pressed the button, ignoring the overflowing water marks, and drank it Take a sip, quite impatient: "Okay, okay, look at it as soon as you hang up the phone, and transfer the money to you after reading it. Is there anything else you can do?"

"..."

"Hello?!" Feeling the sudden silence on the other side, he took down the phone and looked at it in bewilderment, and found that the display on it was still "calling", so he picked it up again and shouted: "Hello?! Are you there?! "

"Here, keep your voice down, don't scare me away."

"Why don't you talk?! Fell into the water?!"

"No, I just thought about it for a while. It seems that it doesn't matter if I tell you or not, so I don't want to say it again."

Hearing that he was discriminated|discriminated against for his IQ, Qiongqi was furious: "...X! You are sick, Ao Ye?! If you have something to say, say it and fart! Then attack me personally and wait until I meet next time to beat|dead|death| you!"

"Oh, I'll say it then."

"Say!"

"The news that the baby spoon gave you is correct—the delivery guy at Shanhai Restaurant is human."

Qiongqi shook his hand: "...What?!"

"The one who delivers the food is a human being, the kind that's interesting."

"...But I called before and it was a robot!"

"Seriously," Ao Ye asked him calmly after a sound of water splashing from a bucket that seemed to be hooked fish, "you never thought that maybe the one who answered the phone and the one who delivered the food Is it another one?"

"..."

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Aoye = Aoyu because (yē), because the typed characters are uncomfortable, the homonym form is adopted, please check it yourself.

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