I fall in love by brushing questions [unlimited]

There are less than two hours left to open.

After the murderer entered the underground garage, he raised his hand and swiped the magnetic card, directly locking the door from the basement to the upstairs.

When Tan Guangxi heard the 'beep', his heart sank, knowing that the other party was going to invite you into the urn.

He didn't make a sound, and hid in the right direction, hiding.

He hid in the corner, and saw a beam of light suddenly lit up in the dark basement: the murderer was searching for his tracks car by car with a flashlight.

Tan Guangxi squatted in the darkness and looked around. There were only a few cars in this area, and it was too difficult to hide.

The murderer searched forward one car after another until he reached the last one.

The light of the flashlight in his hand shone forward, and he saw that the back of the car was empty, and there was no sign of Tan Guangxi.

At the same time, Tan Guangxi was holding his breath and hiding under the bottom of that car.

He stood beside the last car and paused for a while, then suddenly squatted down, and the flashlight in his hand swept down towards the bottom of the car.

And almost at the same moment, Tan Guangxi quickly rolled out from the other end under the car, and before the opponent had time to react, he waved his hand and slashed at the back of the opponent's neck.

Tan Guangxi's knife has always been accurate and ruthless, and most people would faint almost immediately after receiving this blow.

However, the murderer only shook slightly, and then turned around.

Tan Guangxi expected that the other party would be difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult to deal with.Of course, he didn't expect to be able to stun the opponent directly, but thought that as long as the opponent was temporarily unable to resist, he would have an opportunity.

Seeing that the blow was missed, he immediately turned around and ran away.

The murderer only paused for a moment, and quickly chased after him.

Tan Guangxi ran forward until he reached the innermost end of the underground garage, where there was a thick glass door, and the other end of the glass door was a warehouse for storing sundries.

He pushed open the heavy glass door, and after entering inside, he pressed the wooden stick on the side between the two handrails with his backhand.Then he turned around and ran inside.

The murderer ran outside the glass door, raised his hand to push it but didn't push it away, and found that Tan Guangxi had stuck the handrail with a wooden stick inside.

He didn't care at all, and kicked the door open with one kick.

After that, he walked inside and searched the room inch by inch.This warehouse is not small in size, and there are some experimental supplies piled up inside, all of which are stacked one box after another. There are several metal cabinets as tall as a person in front of the wall on one side of the warehouse, and several sets of them are stacked on the other side. Unused desk chairs.

It is not difficult to hide a person in such a large warehouse, but it is not easy either.

His eyes lingered in the warehouse, and finally fell on the metal cabinet near the door. The door of the metal cabinet was tightly closed, but between the two doors, a corner of the blood-stained shirt was exposed.

He recognized that the pattern on that corner was exactly the same as what Tan Guangxi was wearing.

Obviously the other party is hiding there.

So he casually threw away the stick that Tan Guangxi had just stuck on the armrest, and walked towards the metal cabinet.

He walked to the metal cabinet, paused in his footsteps, then stretched out his hand, and slammed open the door of the metal cabinet: but the next moment, a corner of shirt rags fell from the gap of the metal cabinet, falling into the air. on the ground.

He paused for a moment with his hand holding the cabinet door, and in the next second, a voice mixed with the sound of wind sounded from behind.

Standing behind the murderer, Tan Guangxi used all his strength to hit him on the back of the head.

The murderer stood there motionless. After a while, he slowly turned around and looked at Tan Guangxi.

Blood flowed down his forehead and down his cheeks, staining his pale face, but he didn't realize it, just looked at him.

Tan Guangxi froze for two seconds, then raised his hand again, and slammed it down on the opponent's head.

This time, the opponent's blood-stained black eyelashes only trembled twice, and then he closed his eyes and fell down limply.

As for Tan Guangxi, his feet went limp almost at the same time as he fell down, and he sat slumped on the ground.

He has dealt with many life problems, but what he encountered today was the most difficult for him to deal with.

It's just that he didn't dare to let go, he only breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately pulled himself together, found a finger-thick hemp rope from the warehouse, and tied up the murderer firmly: If you want him to kill, he can't do it. , but he also didn't want to commit the routine of being killed by the villain in the dog blood TV series.

He tied the opponent with hemp rope several times, and after making sure that the opponent would not escape, he finally relaxed and leaned against the wall of the warehouse.

Tan Guangxi raised his hand to check the time. It was less than half an hour before the building opened.

He leaned his body against the cold wall, looked slightly sideways at the small half vent window hanging high in the room, and bright light came in from the small window.

The day finally dawned.

50. Games 1

◎Obviously it is a customized card of the Fu family. ◎

In the brightly lit laboratory, Lu Shao threw a stack of documents in his hand towards the opposite side, and it fell straight on the face of the person in front of him.

The man looked to be in his early twenties, wearing a plaid shirt, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked honest and cowardly.

"It's not that his memory has been wiped clean, why does he still react when he sees Tan Guangxi?"

Kang Huang pushed the crooked glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a low voice: "When extracting memories, it was necessary to ensure complete consciousness. It can cover the memory but not completely cut it off," he paused, and explained, "It's like covering the ice with a layer of snow, once the snow on the surface is removed by accident, the ice underneath will be exposed .”

Lu Shao's expression was a little irritable: "Is there no way to solve it once and for all?"

Kang Huang still had a down-to-earth and honest look: "There is a once-and-for-all method, but the extraction of consciousness is very difficult in the first place. Once the operation is not done properly, it is easy to directly damage the personality."

He paused and asked, "Then do you want to..."

Lu Shao leaned back on the chair, waved his hand for a while, and said, "Forget it."

His eyes were deep, and his slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk. After a long time, he asked again: "If you don't interfere with him, what will be the consequences?"

"It may remain the same, or it may... completely restore the memory." Seeing that Lu Shao suddenly looked up at him, Kang Huang then explained: "Because the source question bank is a virtual space, but the simulated data environment is different from the normal one. There is no difference in the three-dimensional space, and the personalities of the people in the source question bank are no different from those of ordinary people in the real world. Therefore, when people whose memories are overwritten touch people or things that stimulate them, their original memories may be stimulated. The more affected he is by the person or thing that triggers his memory, the more likely it is to recover the memory."

Lu Shao tapped his fingertips on the table without making a sound.

Kang Huang pushed the glasses frame again with his stubby fingers, and asked tentatively, "Then do you want me to overwrite his memory again?"

Lu Shao was silent for a while, until Kang Huang thought he would not speak again, and then he heard him say slowly: "No need." His eyes fell on an open document on the desktop, and there was a one-inch letter on the upper left corner of the document. In the photo, the person in the photo has a handsome and clear face, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose, and a smile on his face, looking straight ahead. On the right side of the photo is a full page of personal information, written on the top of the personal information With three large characters: Qin Xinghe.

Lu Shao kept staring at the one-inch photo, and said slowly, "I suddenly thought of a more interesting way to play."

Fu family villa.

Tan Guangxi came back a little early today. He was packing his things in the room when he heard two knocks on the door.

He walked over and opened the door, and saw the housekeeper standing respectfully at the door with a smile.

"Mr. Tan," he held a stack of books in his arms: "These are some of the latest exam questions and papers, the master asked me to bring them to you."

Tan Guangxi quickly reached out to take it: "You are welcome."

Mr. Fu ordered the housekeeper to come over every now and then to deliver some new teaching aids, and there were already several stacks of books in Tan Guangxi's room.Originally, he was embarrassed to borrow here, but Mr. Fu gave some of this today and that of tomorrow, which made him feel even more uneasy.

It's just that although he declined many times, Mr. Fu's side remained the same. It's not good for him to keep refusing, but it made the old man unhappy.

After he sent the butler away, he casually flipped through the books the butler sent. They were all newly released teaching aids like Longmen Huanggang, and in a stack of teaching aids, there was a beautifully packaged box. He opened the box, See the VIP card of Zhang Yuan's test bank lying inside.It's just that this card is different from the experience card he used before. There is a series of numbers in the lower right corner of the card, and a 'Fu' logo is engraved in the upper left corner.

It was obviously a customized card from the Fu family.

Unexpectedly, there are custom cards for this thing, Tan Guangxi clicked his tongue twice, lamenting that rich people are different, then he didn't care much, and threw the card into the drawer casually.

He tidied up for a while, and the servant came up to inform him that he had dinner.

When Tan Guangxi walked downstairs, Fu Huoshan and a few others had already taken their seats. He greeted Mr. Fu and sat down as well.

The Fu family pays attention to not talking when eating or sleeping, so after a meal, several people don't talk much, only Mr. Fu occasionally asks a few things about the company.

"The company is busy next month, so go and open the bid for the project of Hengyuan in West Sichuan."

Fu Bochong put down the chopsticks in his hand: "