pure white believer

Nan Ting took the candy, and for a moment, his thoughts faltered.

It had been five or six years since he last had a sweet tooth.

That day, he was reading in the pool as usual, and happened to meet a friend of the pool—a specially hired senior consultant—coming to work at the base.The consultant stopped by the pool, called him cute, and gave him a candy.

Since then, he has been obsessed with this sweet food.However, Chi did not allow him to eat any more, saying that eating too much would damage his teeth.

Nan Ting imagined the scene where he put on false teeth, and suddenly shuddered, and made up his mind not to touch this kind of food again.

But at this moment, the person who gave him the candy was staring at him, as if waiting to see him peel off the wrapper.

At the same time, although Wen Zhen stood in front of him, blocking most of his sight, he could still see everyone in the room looking at him.

"..."

Nan Ting finally stuffed the sugar into his mouth.

"Is it better?" Wen Zhen asked.

"Hmm." Fudge was a bit sticky, so he could only reply vaguely.

Wen Zhen showed a relieved expression.

He glanced at the bloody door and the people hiding far away, and said softly, "Honey, you really shouldn't be here."

Nan Ting couldn't tell for a while whether he was teasing himself or telling the truth, whether he really cared or pretended to care.Because the cold Wen Zhen in black and white never cared about anyone, not even himself.

But he still said, "I'm fine."

"All right?" Wen Zhen glanced at him, then lifted his bandaged hand, "Then what is this?"

Nan Ting: "I accidentally fell on the broken glass."

"Really." Wen Zhen said lightly.

Nan Ting: "..."

He vaguely felt that the other party was angry.

This must never happen.Even if he gets angry again, he can't make Wen Zhen angry.

If Wen Zhen throws him out of the house in a fit of anger, then something bad will happen.

He didn't want to end the mission in this way.

"I was caught here and locked in a room. I wanted to escape, but they took me back." Nan Ting explained from the beginning, trying to clear his impression in the other party's mind, "The hand is the one When it fell on the glass..."

Among the silent crowd, Chen Fei, who personally fished out the little mermaid, buzzed suddenly.

"Then, someone really wanted to buy me and take me..."

"What are you doing?"

"Make a specimen."

Chen Fei's eyes darkened, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he almost fell to the ground.

He subconsciously began to search for Boss Li, wanting to find this person who could "share troubles" with him, but he found that Boss Li was not in this room at all.

Boss Li... seems to have been left outside.

Wen Zhen didn't say anything.He touched Nan Ting's head, his fingers sank into the wet hair, slid down along them, and finally curled at the end of the hair, before asking: "Are you scared?"

Nan Ting paused for a moment, and said honestly: "Yes."

"Don't be afraid." Wen Zhen comforted, "Even if I don't come, No. 7 will help me look after you."

Nan Ting tried to formulate: "The No. 7 buyer...?"

"It's someone I know. I didn't come over in time, so I asked him to help bid first." Wen Zhen said, looking around the room, "He should have left."

"The stuffed bird..."

"I also entrusted him to bring it here."

"It said it knew me," Nan Ting said.

He finally sorted out the cause and effect of the matter: the bird of paradise specimen should have met Wen Zhen once at his home, and at the same time knew that he could not speak and could not differentiate.Because he only saw it briefly, Bird of Paradise mistakenly thought that he was made like this by Wen Zhen, just like himself, instead of having a "good relationship" with Wen Zhen, so he said those words before.

But after thinking about it again, I always felt that there was something unreasonable in this explanation.

What exactly went wrong, he couldn't tell for a while.

"It has seen you, of course it knows you." Wen Zhen's words also confirmed his thoughts, "What is it doing outside?"

"It... killed a lot of people," Nan Ting said.

Wen Zhen stared at the blood oozing from the crack in the door.

For a long time, he said to himself, "It doesn't seem to take what I said seriously".

Nan Ting seemed to understand but half understood.

The Bird of Paradise told him about its revenge plan, but Wen Zhen didn't seem to know about it, so he asked Buyer No. 7 to bring the Bird of Paradise on board for another purpose.

After Wang Xu from the Management and Control Bureau released the Bird of Paradise out of his own desire, the Bird of Paradise immediately carried out his plan. In order to avenge the so-called "God", that is, Wen Zhen, he carried out an indiscriminate massacre of the people on the entire ship. .

These people included Wang Xu and Meng Nan from the Alien Management Association, and You Zhu who didn't know Wen Zhen at all.They were not Wen Zhen's "believers" at all, so the Bird of Paradise not only deceived Wen Zhen, but also lost control for some unknown reason.

"--It's you!!"

Nan Ting was busy sorting out the logic of the incident when Fu Cheng, who had been sitting on the ground and quiet for a few minutes, suddenly spoke.

"It was you who called me!" he snapped. "It was you who stole the stuffed bird of paradise and commissioned that person to auction it on purpose! And then called and told us about it so we could all be brought aboard !!"

Wen Zhen moved his gaze away from Nan Ting, and glanced at Fu Cheng.

"Not very smart." He commented a little bit harshly, "The reaction is too slow."

Fu Cheng clenched his fists, the wound on his body has not healed, he will not be able to stand up at all, and his momentum has weakened a lot: "What the hell do you want to do?!"

Wen Zhen rolled up a section of Nan Ting's hair, twisted it with his fingertips, and said in a casual tone, "Nothing, I just think it's fun."

Fu Cheng: "You—"

As if he had had enough of playing, Wen Zhen finally let go of Nan Ting's hair, put his hands in his pockets, raised his eyes, scanned the room, and finally landed on a person.

"This is Mr. X," he smiled playfully, "I've known you for a long time."

Mr. X's face and expression were hidden behind the mask, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Mr. Wen," he said after a while, "I am the one who captured your mermaid. If you are unhappy, you can directly solve the problem with me."

"Xiang?" Wen Zhen said, "You speak like I want to kill you."

Mr. X's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

Wen Zhen shifted his weight back and leaned against the water tank: "Don't be nervous, I'm not interested in whether you live or die."

"I'm just a little curious." He smiled, imitating the other party to speak in honorifics, "Mr. X is well-known in this sea, but I haven't seen your real face yet, so I can't help but be curious."

"...you see it now." A moment later, Mr. X replied with a stiff tone.

Hearing this, Nan Ting almost thought that Wen Zhen was here to "show off his strength and consolidate his position".

When Wen Zhen was 17 years old, he did this to the Yiguanhui once, but he never did it again.It may be childish.

To be honest, Nan Ting himself felt quite naive.

But then, he heard Wen Zhen say, "Then why don't you take off the mask?"

Mr. X's figure visibly froze.

"Why do you have to live with a mask and a pseudonym?" Wen Zhen leaned against Nan Ting relaxedly, almost like a life mentor giving a speech, "Who doesn't have a painful past? Look at me, don't you use it well now? My own face and real name—this is nothing shameful. A timid person would be ashamed to face the past, not to mention that it was not your fault at the beginning."

Nan Ting: "...?"

This does not mean "getting acquainted" with Mr. X at all.

It's like...he already knew who the other party was.

"What the hell are you trying to sell?" In the end, Fu Cheng, who was at the side, couldn't sit still first, and said, "You..."

His voice stopped suddenly, and he couldn't finish the rest of his words——

Mr. X lowered his head, and finally reached out and took off the mask.

Under the mask was a beautiful but indifferent face, with exquisite features, but there was a coldness between the brows that should have been gentle, making people want to look away after just one glance.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that there is an "X" shaped scar on this face, entrenched ferociously between the temple and the right ear, completely destroying the beauty of the entire face.

Nan Ting opened his eyes wide.

Not because of that scar, but because he knew this man.

He tried not to let himself show too much surprise, because Wen Zhen turned back, facing him, and could observe his expression at any time.

"Nanting, let me introduce you." Wen Zhen said relaxedly, "This is Mr. Luan Tan."

pat.

The gun that Fu Cheng had been holding tightly in his hand fell to the ground.

"How is it possible." He said in a daze, "You are still alive..."

It's like a snake turning its head and holding its own tail, the last link of logic is finally buckled.The other party kept his voice low, his inexplicable rescue, and his weakness of being hit by a single blow... everything suddenly had an explanation.

Mr. X, or Luan Tan, lowered his long and narrow eyes to look at him, then quickly looked away.

Fu Cheng clenched his fists in a daze, and let them go again.

The palm is empty.

"You... don't you have anything to explain? How are you still alive?" He asked a series of incoherent questions, "But, no, I saw with my own eyes... they all said you..."

Luan Tan still didn't speak, but instead cast a questioning look at Wen Zhen who was at the side.

Fu Cheng saw his eyes, as if someone had strangled his neck, and suddenly stopped speaking.

After a while, he suddenly broke out and raised his voice: "What are you doing? What are you seeing him doing? Why don't you answer my question?!"

"You're still alive! You're obviously still alive! Why didn't you tell me you were still alive!! You know all these years, these years I—"

Fu Cheng almost gritted his teeth and shouted: "—Teacher!"

The author has something to say:

Bring the villain Wen Mou: You guys are arguing slowly, my wife's hair is so funny (?)

In the comment area yesterday, some cuties already guessed who Mr. X is. I think it's quite obvious?