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After kindly calling the car away, Lu Mingyan took a picture of the small map full of markings and sent it to Lixiao's WeChat group, saying: "Let's get one for each of us, and if there is one more person, we will walk around to see if there are any." I think it’s a suspicious place that I missed, okay? I’ll go to Line [-].”

Crow glanced at Nan Jingcheng, who said indifferently, "You choose first, and leave me the last one."

Crow: "Then I'm on line two."

Duan Yirong: "Number three..."

Meng Fuyou folded her arms and didn't speak until she became the last one left. Lu Mingyan patted her on the shoulder and said, "Then Xiaomeng, just go around by yourself, tsk, you're so smart, I always feel that maybe it will be the last one." You missed it."

Meng Fuyou slightly hooked her lips towards him.

At a quarter past nine, each of the eight people at Daybreak set off on their own route.

Meng Fuyou actually didn't have a good direction, but he intuitively felt that the places circled just now were not quite right.

She took the elevator up from the viewing tower next to the cross-river bridge, overlooking the Han River and various illuminated buildings on both sides of the river from a high place.

Meng Fuyou squatted next to the glass wall, with the tip of his tongue against the side of his face, thinking, since it is the reset point, it must have been there all the time, it should have a long history, at least experienced the era of famine, epidemics, and wars with low survival rates, otherwise the sea will change. , The turnover rate of personnel is high, and after a few resets, the point cannot be found.

For example, some memorial halls or old site museums.

She took out her mobile phone to check the map, and found that there were not a few old sites nearby that agreed with the conditions, but the Jianghanguan Museum and the Humanities Memorial Hall with the longest history were built more than two hundred years ago and renovated several times, but the address has not changed. The distance between the two is only one street.

On a certain rooftop near Jianghanguan Building.

The Jiangfeng brought a refreshing coolness, and Ning Peishan held a half-burned thin cigarette between her fingertips, and her slender arms were resting on the railing, with some kind of vine pattern tattooed on it, spreading all the way to her collarbone.She has a small frame, and her shoulders and arms look thin. She is wearing a grass green crop top with eyeliner flying diagonally. She is lazy and sexy.

When Ning Peishan finished smoking her third cigarette, she just extinguished the butt when another man came up on the roof.

"Sister Pei, long time no see." The man slowly approached her, stood beside her and took off the fisherman hat on his head, revealing a delicate and young face.

The age and seniority in the corridor cannot be judged by appearance alone. Even if the other party looks like a high school student of seventeen or eighteen years old, it can only mean that he was the age when he first entered the corridor, and the inner soul is very likely already Mature and stable.

Ning Peishan glanced at him, lit a fourth cigarette, and waved her finger holding the cigarette, as a greeting to him.

Huo Xiao didn't care about the other party's cold reaction, he smiled and said, "Where's Brother Yun? Didn't you come together?"

Ning Peishan knew that he would mention this in the first pot, she twitched the corners of her mouth, and her face became more and more unhappy, "He Xianyun and I broke up a long time ago."

"Ah." Huo Xiao obviously didn't know about this, and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "Is that so." Then he honestly shut up and didn't speak.

At this time it was approaching 11:30, Ning Peishan smoked so much that her mouth felt a little bitter, she took out a mint candy from her pocket and ate one, Huo Xiao counted the cigarette butts, and finally found a space to persuade her: "Sister Pei, smoking too much is bad for your health."

"Don't always put on that underage face and talk like my grandpa." Ning Peishan actually doesn't smoke so much, and today's situation needs to be relieved, but she still couldn't help but stab him.

Huo Xiao pursed his lips and fell silent, and found that Ning Peishan was staring at somewhere downstairs. The man stepped forward to take a look curiously, and said clearly: "I know this person, he is a person who went up to the seventh floor." The newcomer, named Nan Jingcheng, is still a bit famous in the younger generation's Guild of Fierce Cards."

"You still pay attention to these things?" Ning Peishan expressed a lack of interest.

Huo Xiao smiled and said: "Always have to make some plans for the future, in case of bad luck and natural disasters for years, there is no harm in paying more attention to fresh blood, in case there is a chance to be teammates, right? "

Ning Peishan snorted disapprovingly: "Just memorize the name wherever you go. Can you remember it? In the end, all you can remember is dead. Let's talk about those who can survive the eighth floor."

Huo Xiao knew that what she said was reasonable, so he just smiled and did not refute.

Ning Peishan didn't continue talking anymore, looking at Nan Jingcheng below, it was one thing to scold Huo Xiao, but she was like a mirror in her heart, it is indeed rare to find a newcomer in this position

During the conversation, Ning Peishan suddenly saw a person standing on the top floor of the opposite building, facing them obliquely, she couldn't see her appearance clearly, she could only be identified as a young woman by her clothes and figure.

That position is also very good in terms of reset point. At first Ning Peishan thought it was some old friend, but she frowned and thought for a while but couldn't find a suitable candidate in memory, so she motioned to Huo Xiao to take a look, "Who is that?" , Do you still have any impression?"

"It's a bit unfamiliar." Huo Xiao walked forward a little bit, trying to see the opponent's face clearly from a different angle, but the opposite rooftop was located a little further forward, and no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see the whole picture of the opponent.

Meng Fuyou held a peach-flavored lollipop in his mouth, and leaned his elbows on the railing. The phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly. It was a call from Nan Jingcheng.

"Huh? That's me. Are you downstairs? Come up." Meng Fuyou looked down while borrowing the phone, and saw Nan Jingcheng under the tree according to the location he said.

After a while, Nan Jingcheng came up and stood side by side with Meng Fuyou. She turned her back against the railing and looked up at him, her lips were stained with sugar, "You also think it should be someone The old address, right?"

Nan Jingcheng nodded, "Well, I went to that line just now, but it's impossible."

"Look over there." Meng Fuyou touched the man's arm to show him, further to the left is a residential building, and on the balcony of the top floor stood a smoking man, wearing a baseball cap. Stepping on the railing, quietly looking into the distance.

"And that." Meng Fuyou pointed further away, "There were people in that building just now, and now they go in, and they will come out again at twelve o'clock in a while, I think it should be this location, not Jianghan The Museum Building at the Former Site of Guan is the Humanities Memorial Hall over there.”

"It's Jianghan Pass." Nan Jingcheng said in a low voice.

Meng Fuyou looked at him, his eyes seemed to be asking why.

The man lightly clasped her shoulders with both hands, turned her around, and looked to the side and back. On the opposite rooftop, Ning Peishan and Huo Xiao were also looking at them. The four of them were quietly separated by a distance. Looking at each other.

When there are only three points, it is difficult to confirm which venue it is, but adding the fourth point where Ning Peishan is, the answer is obvious.

Knowing that those who came here at this time, regardless of age, must be seniors who have lived in the corridor for a long time, at least Ning Peishan can be regarded as Duan Yirong's senior, so Nan Jingcheng nodded slightly in that direction, It is out of courtesy of the younger generation.

Ning Peishan didn't care much about the newcomer, she just glanced at her and stroked her hair. Huo Xiao smiled and nodded back to Nan Jingcheng.