The whole world thought I was a victim of [Quick Transmigration]

Although he admitted this time, Yan Lin still coaxed Jiang Mian with his arms around him for a long time.

Yan Lin wouldn't say anything nice, he could only kiss him cautiously according to the way Jiang Mian liked, making his face feel hot.

Even when Jiang Mian lightly bit the tip of his tongue, the tingling sensation like an electric shock came to his heart...he didn't dare to avoid it.

Nobody cares if the effective shooting time in the room is too short.

Jiang Mian seemed to be finally satisfied, and her voice slowed down: "If you continue to kiss, others will see it."

"Then see it." Yan Lin replied.

"But, Yan Lin."

"……Um?"

Being called by his first name twice in a row gave him an inexplicable pressure.

"It's fine if you don't say anything else, but about the so-called uncleanness, Yan Lin, I suggest you reveal a little more. At least let me be on guard so that I can help you." Jiang Mian's expression was not as dangerous as before, Instead, he said gently, "Otherwise, I will be very angry and make you regret it very much."

But this made Yan Lin feel more nervous than the menacing threat.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then tentatively asked: "You once said that you are very powerful, is that true?"

"Well," Jiang Mian tapped his chest, "No matter what kind of bad guys you meet, I can protect you, it's just that powerful."

Although now he is still leaning softly in Yan Lin's arms, with a harmless face, and the corners of his eyes are slightly red from the long kiss.

But Yan Lin knew that Jiang Mian would not lie at this time.

He glanced at the covered camera and said seriously: "This place is not clean. Just like your home, if you stay for too long, bad things may happen, I can feel it. But be more specific Things that even I can't predict."

"But when I was at home, nothing seemed to happen." Jiang Mian asked suspiciously.

"It doesn't necessarily have to be things that are visible to the naked eye. It may also be your mental state, your perception of the world, and the choices you make when you stand at a fork. Some things cannot be achieved overnight. Seeing the change," Yan Lin paused, "but it will make people step by step, thinking that they are right...to take the initiative to step into the abyss."

Jiang Mian nodded thoughtfully.He seemed to be able to interpret many decisions made by the original owner according to what Yan Lin said.

A young man with an annual salary of more than 50, with education and vision, should have a good life in country A, but he tosses himself so hard that he has no quality of life at all, and even destroys his future.

No matter how much his native family had an influence on him, it wouldn't be like this.

Thinking of the bag of free mints that took a long time to collect, Jiang Mian was quiet for a while, then bent her lips and said, "I'm not affected, I chose you, isn't it amazing?"

Yan Lin's ears warmed up: "...um."

"Okay, let's barely pass the test, let's not bother with you this time," Jiang Mian snorted again, deliberately warning, "But you can't always treat me as the object to be protected."

He knew his wife had such a habit!

"Okay," Yan Lin really seemed a little reluctant, but still obediently agreed, "If there is something wrong, I will tell you first, don't be brave."

Before turning on the microphone again, Jiang Mian turned her head again and said angrily, "You're just trying to be brave, little round ball."

"Small, little ball?"

After everyone put away their luggage, there was more or less a delay.

The time when Jiang Mian and Yan Lin returned to the living room was not unexpected, they blended in perfectly.

After discussion, they decided to explore in groups first, and then gather together to report the situation.In case the nine of them wandered around together, no one would be able to figure out the situation.

Lin Shuang, Dr. Qin and Lu Nian were in charge of inspecting the attic, Director Li, He Xingming and Tang Wushuang went to the basement, Jiang Mian and the two brothers from the Yan family went to see the storage room together.

This was naturally divided into three teams, and everyone was very satisfied, except Tang Wushuang who endured and endured without saying a word.

If Jiang Mian was not present, Tang Wushuang still had a chance, but now he wanted to contact Yan Yao, but there was no reasonable way.

In the final analysis, why Jiang Mian can also participate in this variety show, and what background does he have... Is it because of his good looks?

Tang Wushuang couldn't understand it.

In fact, the truth is very simple. Yan Lin said that he would bring his secretary to help with the work, otherwise he would not come, and Director He immediately agreed.

Moreover, Jiang Mian's appearance is indeed quite eye-catching, and he is also quite eye-catching when he is beside Yan Lin, as if he was talking about Bai Lai.

Seeing Tang Wushuang's grievance, Jiang Mian deliberately smiled, and said, "Let's go, Teacher Yan."

Yan Yao nodded obediently, and followed Jiang Mian without hesitation.

The corridor was windowless on two sides, deep and narrow, without any natural light.

The crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling also seemed to have aged and was darkened.Between each chandelier, there are dark corners where the light happens to be out of reach.

Yan Yao swallowed, watching the two people in front of him quietly walking down the corridor, he couldn't help shivering.

It was a little better when there were many people before, but now there are only three of them left, plus the occasional cameras with red lights, and the ghostly camera uncle... Yan Yao is really a little scared.

"Brother, Brother Jiang," he was ordered by Yan Lin not to call Jiang Mian's sister-in-law, so he could only whisper, "Aren't you all afraid?"

Jiang Mian turned her head and said with a smile, "Teacher Yan, you always said that Boss Yan is afraid of ghosts, why do you seem to be the more timid one now?"

"Brother at least still has fighting power. I might just be captured by ghosts..." Yan Yao rubbed his head embarrassingly, trying to recall the past to relax himself, "Brother Jiang, you don't know, he I don’t even want to go to the haunted house in the amusement park! The only time I was fooling around and insisted on dragging him in with me, and in the end he almost took off the staff’s wig.”

Jiang Mian: "Pfft."

"That's not a good place." After Yan Lin finished speaking calmly, he opened the door of the first storage room.

Yan Yao immediately faltered, closed his mouth again, and followed behind them tremblingly.

There doesn't seem to be anything scary in the storage room.

On the ceiling was a bare little light bulb, barely able to provide light.

The ground is very dusty, and as far as the eye can see, there are only storage shelves that almost fill the room, and there are countless cans on it.

"This side is yellow peaches, mangoes and oranges." Jiang Mian checked the front storage shelf and walked boldly into the depths of the room, only to find that there was really nothing in this place except canned food. "Luncheon meat, beef and pork." , at the bottom is canned octopus in black bean sauce... Who bought this?"

Yan Lin also found a few boxes of military compressed biscuits from the iron cabinet in the corner, and he frowned: "It may be to prevent someone from entering by mistake and being trapped in the villa to starve to death, but it shouldn't be so much."

"The program team probably bought it, right? Our program team is so rich." Yan Yao's mood became relaxed again, and he looked at the photographer who followed him, with a cheerful tone.

It's a pity that the photographer uncle will not answer any questions.

But Jiang Mian felt something was wrong.

He pulled Yanlin's sleeve and said softly, "It's more like a food reserve for the apocalypse. I don't think the show crew bought it. Mr. Yan, please check the production date."

The stripe codes printed on the cans are all nearly 20 years apart.

Yan Lin also looked serious: "It was a can that was produced before the first developer closed down."

"Then, who bought these..." Yan Yao's face turned pale, and he couldn't help leaning towards the camera.

He no longer cared about the collapse of his image after the show aired.

Yan Lin rubbed his head: "Let's check other rooms first, maybe this is just a special case."

"Mr. Yan, don't worry, Mr. Yan and I are at the front." Jiang Mian smiled softly to comfort her, but she didn't take it lightly.

They checked three rooms in a row, which contained unopened cleaning supplies, gardening tools similar to multipurpose shears and lawnmowers, and various tools for repairing electrical appliances and wood.

The only danger is probably too many sharp objects.Especially those hideous looking chainsaws.

But before Yan Yao could breathe a sigh of relief again, the storage room closest to the entrance made him nervous again.

The walls are pure white, and the floor is also made of snow-white tiles.

Like the canning room, it's a hoarder's paradise.

On the cabinet next to the wall, there is a whole row of formalin tightly sealed in glass jars.Jiang Mian narrowed her eyes slightly.

Thankfully, unlike horror movies... the jars didn't hold broken human limbs, more like a miniature medical supply warehouse.

There is a full set of surgical instruments in the cabinet, a large amount of povidone iodine and medical gloves, and two brand new electrocardiogram machines and a ventilator stand next to the counter.

There are even two big cartons for syringes of different specifications.

And Yan Yao tremblingly opened the cabinet opposite the ventilator, turned around and said, "There are still ten AED devices here. The date of manufacture is also 20 years ago..."

"In the past, automatic external defibrillators would have cost at least hundreds of thousands to buy so many." Jiang Mian didn't quite understand the prices in the book, and looked at Yan Lin.

"Yes, but why hasn't anyone taken these things away after so many years?" Yan Lin was a little puzzled.

Yan Yao grabbed the corner of his clothes nervously: "That's right, that's right, didn't you say that many people came in to explore before?"

After all, it only takes less than half a minute to walk from the entrance hall to this storage room.

But everything here remains intact, as if it were new.

Jiang Mian picked out some bandages and iodine, put them in his pocket as spares, and said softly, "And I remember Director He said last night that they just installed the camera position in advance and checked that there is no safety hazard similar to electric shock in the villa. Hidden dangers, other than that, have not deliberately moved anything in the villa."

"No, there can't really be ghosts..."

Jiang Mian smiled: "According to Director Li's thinking, maybe the program crew is deliberately scaring us. No one knows how many truths Director He has in his mouth."

"It makes sense, it makes sense, Brother Jiang, what you said really makes sense!" Yan Yao nodded desperately, "It's absolutely true!"

Soothe the flustered brother who knows nothing, the rendezvous time is coming soon.

But just as they left the corridor, they heard a scream from upstairs.

Yan Lin subconsciously pulled Jiang Mian behind him, and in Jiang Mian's half-smile expression, he quietly let go of his hand.

"Really, President Yan." Jiang Mian's eyes slightly curved.

She said she couldn't treat him as an object of protection, but she forgot all about it in a blink of an eye.

"...It's Lin Shuang's voice, let's go to the attic first." Yan Lin pursed his lips, pretending nothing happened.

"it is good."

Yan Yao, who was left out in the cold, was almost fainted by the screams. When he turned around, he found that pink bubbles appeared on his brother and sister-in-law, and he couldn't help but suffocate even more.Why do these two people still have the time to talk about love? !

Perhaps, this is the world of the strong.

They quickened their pace and walked up to the attic, only to find that both Lin Shuang and Lu Nian had ugly expressions on their faces.

The two young people held hands and leaned together until the door of the attic was opened. They didn't realize what they had done, and quickly moved away from each other in embarrassment.

As long as there are many people, no matter where you are, it won't look too scary.

Dr. Qin was also very calm, and joked with a smile: "The suspension bridge effect comes really fast."

Lin Shuang blushed: "Sister Qin, you laughed at me again, but it's really scary..."

"What happened?" Yan Lin asked.

"A bookshelf suddenly fell off, it's okay." Lu Nian also blushed, and his voice was very low.

Dr. Qin said: "This place has been in disrepair for a long time, and it's normal that the bookshelves are not firm. Everyone should be careful in the future."

Looks like it was just a false alarm.

Jiang Mian and Yan Lin looked at each other, confirming that there is no problem for the time being.

But this attic is actually more like a small study room. The wooden bookshelves surrounding the wall are filled with countless thick books.

Since the fireplace had never been used, the air was filled with an inescapable woody aroma and dampness.

Lu Nian knelt down and flipped through the books that had fallen on the ground, and suddenly said, "Is there anyone who can understand these words? It's not English or Japanese, it's a word I haven't seen before, it's very strange..."

"Huh? Let me take a look." Jiang Mian cheered up and squatted down.

Others can't understand it, but he should be able to understand it.

No matter how bad it is, there is still a system!

At the same time, Yan Lin briefly explained the situation in the storage room.

Although his tone was light and there was nothing to exaggerate, Lin Shuang's face turned pale, and she turned her head and got into Dr. Qin's arms for comfort.

"It's all right." Dr. Qin gently patted her head.

Yan Yao is no longer afraid in crowded places. While researching whether the fireplace can light a fire, he asked curiously: "Teacher Tang and the others are still in the basement, what's going on?"

And Jiang Mian was still quietly looking at the scattered books.

The basement area is very large, much wider than the first and second floors.

It was quiet and cold, and the footsteps sounded more obvious.

Some of the electric lights are poorly connected, flashing and flashing, and from time to time there will be a "呲啦" current sound.

Of course Tang Wushuang wasn't afraid of ghosts, and Director Li's eyes were even brighter, wandering around looking left and right.

He Xingming's face was the worst, and he followed Tang Wushuang closely, not daring to fall behind.

The basement level appears to be where wine and cheese are stored.

In addition to the oak barrels whose details cannot be seen clearly, there is also a wine cabinet that occupies half of the wall.

Pick up a bottle casually, it is a good wine worth more than [-] yuan.

"It seems that the person who built this basement is very rich."

"But back then, the villa didn't seem to be officially sold..." He Xingming realized something was wrong, and asked in a low voice with a pale face, "Teacher Tang, could this be a scene made by the program crew?"

"Maybe so," Tang Wushuang nodded, covering the microphone with his hand, and said softly away from the camera, "It's okay, this kind of show has a script, and they just want to film our frightened reaction."

As he expected, He Xingming moved closer, his eyes showed dependence, faintly implying that he was the leader.

Tang Wushuang was frustrated for a whole day, and was really irritable, so he might as well find a sense of accomplishment from He Xingming.

Director Li didn't find it weird at all. After looking around, he was still sighing that the scene construction here was in place.

"Director Li, do you have any plans to make a horror movie next?" Tang Wushuang raised his hand and stroked the tall oak barrel and asked with raised eyebrows.

"That's right, but I want to shoot some zombie battles and space aliens," Director Li turned to the camera to promote, "When "Wrong God" is released, everyone will know how the best special effects team in country A is. Powerful, haha!"

He was just that blatant.

But this topic was a bit embarrassing for He Xingming. He turned around and walked to the wine cabinet on the other side, pretending not to hear, and continued to check the wine under the cabinet.

If he was still in Huanyu, he could still take on Director Li now, but after signing with Xinghe... The schedule of "Wrong Conferred God" collided with Xinghe's new commercial film.

It's not appropriate for He Xingming to say anything now.

"I'm looking forward to it. Can Director Li give me a ticket to the premiere?" Tang Wushuang didn't pay attention to such small details and smiled.

"Of course it's no problem. Everyone in this show will go and give us a personal show!" Director Li continued with a smile.

However, at this moment, there was a harsh sound of glass breaking from the wine cabinet.

Tang Wushuang hurriedly walked over with a frown, and saw He Xingming standing by the wine cabinet in a daze.

There were broken glass all over the place.

His body was wet, as if someone had just poured red wine on him, his white T-shirt was stained red with blood, and his lips turned white from fright.

Without thinking too much, Tang Wushuang took off his coat and handed it to him: "Cover it up first."

"Thank you, thank you Teacher Tang..." He Xingming shivered and put on his coat.

"What happened?" Tang Wushuang asked warmly.

"...I, I don't know, the bottle exploded by itself..."

"Don't be afraid, Director Li and I are here. Is there any glass injury?"

He Xingming calmed down slowly, checked his arms and face carefully, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It seems, it seems that there is nothing wrong."

"That should be just a prop," Director Li shook his head and said with a smile, "You still play jumpscare? Why don't you be real."

Tang Wushuang rubbed the center of his brows: "Let's go out for now, let Xiaohe change clothes, so as not to catch a cold."

"Thank you, Teacher Tang." He Xingming said weakly.

"Call me brother."

"...Thank you Brother Tang!"

Jiang Mian closed the books and put them back on the shelf one by one.

"How about it?"

"I don't understand either." Jiang Mian said with a normal expression.

Dr. Qin was thoughtful: "That may be a fake text intentionally made by the program group."

"It's too bad, you know how to scare us." Yan Yao had a bitter face.

Lin Shuang immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, it's too bad!"

The atmosphere gradually became more relaxed. Only Yan Lin noticed that Jiang Mian's expression was not right, but he couldn't find the time to ask a question.

One after another they went down the attic and back into the living room.

Seeing He Xingming wearing Tang Wushuang's coat, Qi Qi let out a "wow".

"There is a situation!" Lin Shuang frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple.

He Xingming turned his face away in embarrassment: "No...it's just that the wine bottle exploded."

When he went back to change his clothes alone, everyone began to gather and exchange information they knew.

Jiang Mian performed the duty of President Yan's assistant, found a pen and paper, and briefly drew the multi-layer structure diagram of the villa, and spread it on the table.

They put a red mark on the strange places.

"On the collapsed bookshelf in the attic, there isn't a single book that can be read through. All of them are suspected forged texts. Other than that, everything is normal."

"The food cans in storage room No. 20 were all produced nearly [-] years ago. It is difficult to buy such a large number of old cans nowadays. This is especially true in storage room No. [-]. Country A carried out standard reforms for medical equipment ten years ago. Now this batch of equipment is completely outdated, even if you have the money to buy it, it is very difficult to buy it."

"The aged cheese and red wine in the basement are still edible and nothing special. The explosion of the wine bottle may also be due to a sudden change in temperature, or a quality problem with the glass."

From this point of view, these are all possibilities of program group props, but they only account for half of them.

And the other half of the possibility is... There is really a big problem with this villa.

Everyone is more willing to believe the former, trying to make the atmosphere more relaxed.

"The second floor of the basement, have you gone in and seen it?" Jiang Mian circled the location of the wine cabinet with a red pen and asked.

Director Li shook his head: "Not yet, Xiaohe was frightened."

"Accordingly, the basement is the scariest place," Dr. Qin pushed his glasses, "but Xiao He didn't suffer any substantial injuries. We are all safe."

"Maybe the ghosts won't appear until night." Lu Nian said abruptly.

"Brother Nian, stop talking, stop talking..." Lin Shuang burst into tears.

"That makes sense. Come on, come on. Has anyone signed up for the late-night expedition?" Director Li didn't show any fear at all, "We'll go to the basement in the middle of the night and see what kind of flowers we can conjure!"

Jiang Mian immediately responded, "Director Li, I can!"

Yan Lin paused: "... I can do it too."

He was a little worried about whether Secretary Xiao Jiang could get up by himself.

Yan Yao quietly wanted to raise his hand.

"Yan Yao, sleep well." Yan Lin glanced coldly.

Yan Yao withdrew his hand silently.

"Then let the three of us be tentatively. If there are still people who want to join, we can gather in the front garden at three o'clock in the morning."

"Of course, you can also sneak out to explore on your own. Maybe in the final settlement, the person who finds more clues will get more rewards." Director Li became more and more enthusiastic, "Anyway, Lao He has money in his hand!"

"Old Li, what are you talking about?" Dr. Qin patted him, "We are cooperating to explore, why are we starting to compete with each other again?"

"Hey, who knows, maybe the best performer will be sent to a beautiful island for seven days for free!"

Although no one was short of money for this trip except Jiang Mian... the atmosphere was no longer as heavy as it was in the morning.

Everyone guessed the sinister intentions of the program group and what kind of rewards there would be.

Until Lin Shuang mentioned that the taste of fried small crabs was delicious, Yan Yao's stomach growled, and he hugged the pillow with a blushing face under the eyes of everyone.

Jiang Mian couldn't help bending her lips.The younger brother still loves to eat as always.

And Tang Wushuang immediately cleared his throat, stood up and helped Yan Yao dispel the embarrassment: "I'm hungry too, let's cook first?"

Finally, the protagonist Gong received the grateful eyes of his sweetheart for the first time.

The refrigerator next to the kitchen was empty, and all the ingredients they could get were dropped by the program crew in front of the iron gate of the villa with drones.

Lu Nian said silently: "It feels like we are in prison. We can only stare at the iron fence all day long, with nowhere to escape, waiting to be fed."

"And I have to cook by myself..." Lin Shuang answered quietly.

The portion of vegetables and meat is just enough to feed nine people for a day.After putting the ingredients left for the night into the large refrigerator, they have a clear division of labor. Those who think the dishes are delicious are responsible for cooking, and the others take turns washing dishes and helping out.

Yan Lin rolled up his sleeves quite naturally, put on his apron, and got several close-up shots from the cameraman.

He was used to the approach of the camera, and after heating up the pot, he turned around and said, "Secretary Jiang, can you cut the tomatoes and green peppers into small pieces for me?"

Jiang Mian was admiring her boyfriend's straight and tight waistline, when she heard this, she subconsciously replied, "Okay, I'll try."

He almost forgot that this was the thing he was least good at.

There was no turning back when he opened the bow, so Jiang Mian bit the bullet and picked up the kitchen knife.

Although there have been several accidents before, he has grown up, try it!

Jiang Mian tried her best to restrain her strength, and carefully sliced ​​the juicy tomato halfway down.Yan Lin also waited patiently aside, seeing his clumsy and slow movements, couldn't help showing a faint smile, and began to teach him how to cut flower knives in a low voice.

It's a pity that Yan Lin didn't know that it wasn't that Jiang Mian didn't know how to use knives, but that he was not good at using knives to deal with dead objects...at least the atmosphere is quite warm now.

When Jiang Mian vaguely found some sense of strength, there was a loud noise and exclamation from the living room.

He snapped his wrist, and the sharp kitchen knife sank straight into the thick wooden cutting board.

It's as easy as chopping cotton.

Big fail!

Yan Lin witnessed everything with his own eyes. His pupils shrank slightly, but he quietly blocked the camera, poured the remaining tomatoes into the vegetable sink, and then directly turned the cutting board over.

"What happened again?" After finishing all this, he asked doubtfully as if nothing happened.

Lin Shuang ran into the kitchen in a panic: "Two crows crashed to death on the glass window!"

"……what?"

The situation was even more exaggerated than Jiang Mian thought.

On the sunny floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, there were two glaring fist-sized balls of blood hanging brightly.There are also a few black feathers stuck in it.

The scalding blood hadn't dried up yet, and slowly dropped down along the glass, dragging out several long red marks.

The carcass of the crow that fell on the lawn was badly damaged, and its feathers were scattered, making it almost impossible to tell which side was the head.

Even if Asuka crashed into the glass by itself, it shouldn't have caused such a tragic scene.

This is definitely not the impact speed that ordinary birds can achieve.

Seeing that the few people staying in the living room were stupefied, Yan Lin said with a serious expression, "Clean them up quickly and bury them well."

"No, otherwise what will happen?" Lin Shuang and Lu Nian nervously held hands again.

"...will be retaliated."

Jiang Mian stood in front of the window and replied softly.

Everyone followed his gaze to the heights.

Some of the fruit trees in the garden were full of crows at some point.

The dense black feathers blended with the shadows under the leaves, and the branches were weighed down.

They were quiet and depressed, as if they heard Jiang Mian's words, they all turned their heads to look at the bloody window.

Without blinking, the dark eyes stared straight at all of them.