Nightmare Attack

Chapter 104 Limits
That night the doctor reminded himself not to leave the room no matter what happened, and he still remembers the look in the doctor's eyes when he emphasized this matter.

But it didn't take long for the latter to fall asleep like nothing happened.

Not only did he fall asleep, but he also slept extremely comfortably. He changed many strange positions, which opened the eyes of the fat man.

Presumably the doctor had already realized that the clues were in the newspaper, and learned something through the newspaper, so he was confident.

"Doctor," the fat man leaned over and asked curiously, "I've read that newspaper, and it only recorded the ins and outs of the murder case in the villa, but" he raised his head, "what does this have to do with school tasks?"

Jiang Cheng tilted his head and looked out the window. The night was not yet deep, and vehicles honked their horns from time to time in the distance. Jiang Cheng, who was half covered in darkness, did not answer immediately.

Fatty's body gradually fed back an uncomfortable signal.

He wasn't afraid of Jiang Cheng who was talking coquettishly, but he was afraid that the latter would suddenly quiet down.

As time passed, this made him more and more aware of the gap between the two, even if Jiang Cheng didn't show it on purpose.

But Fatty knew that the two belonged to two worlds after all.

If Jiang Cheng is willing, he can integrate into his own life, but if he is unwilling, then there is no place for him on the other side.

Fortunately, just before the string in Fatty's heart snapped, Jiang Cheng finally spoke.

"The contents of the newspaper have changed," he said: "The previous information disappeared, and the taboo about this mission appeared in the blank space."

A trace of doubt flashed in the fat man's eyes.

He keenly caught the word Jiang Cheng mentioned.

Taboo.

instead of .clues.

"The ghost in the mission can't kill again in the same place," Jiang Cheng said, turning his head.

The fat man opened his eyes slightly, and his thoughts returned to the task in an instant.

The cheongsam girl died in the dormitory, Long Tao died in the remote men's bathroom, Luo Yi died in the archives room, Zhen Jianren died in the equipment center, and Yu Wen died in the past represented by the mirror world.

Indeed, listing all the players who can confirm the place of death, it can be seen that no two people died in the same place.

Presumably this is also the reason why the doctor has the confidence to sleep so free at night.

After all, the cheongsam woman had already taken the first step and died there.

The fat man licked his chapped lips, and asked in a low voice, "Any more. Are there any taboos?"

"Yes," Jiang Cheng nodded, not hiding anything, he looked into the fat man's eyes, "but you don't need to know."

The fat man only hesitated for a second when he heard this, and then he was relieved. He nodded and said, "I understand, doctor."

He knew in his heart that with Jiang Cheng's ability, it was completely unnecessary, let alone difficult, to deceive himself.

Since he said that, there must be a reason for him.

Regarding Jiangcheng's reasoning, except for the part related to KTV, which is not very reliable, the others are quite reliable.

The conversation tonight should have ended here. The fat man stood up and was about to refill the doctor's glass of warm water, but the moment his fingers touched the glass, his body shook violently.

"Doctor," the fat man looked at Jiang Cheng with undisguised urgency in his eyes, "Is that newspaper the clearance reward for the last mission?"

Jiang Cheng looked back at him, his eyes met.

"Yes."

"What about the reward this time?"

He didn't get an answer, but he was surprised to find that Jiang Cheng's gaze was fixed on him. This gaze was different from usual.

The air became tense for a while.

The fat man seemed to realize something suddenly.

He didn't dare to move. After a few seconds, he slowly stretched out his hand, groping back and forth on himself.

He unzipped his coat first, then a few pockets
Finally, a slightly yellowed piece of paper was found in a hidden inner pocket close to the body.

It looked like a newspaper.

There are jagged marks left after being torn at the corners, and it looks like it is still a torn newspaper.

The fat man didn't even open it, he honestly handed over the paper, and placed it on the table in front of Jiang Cheng.

did not expect--

Jiang Cheng didn't even read the newspaper, his eyes were still looking at the fat man's face, and his eyes were as calm as the sea.

Being watched by such eyes, Fatty felt that his soul was about to fly out, and his legs were trembling, as if he was going to kneel down in the next second.

"Doctor," the fat man said with a bitter face, "listen to my explanation, I really didn't know this thing was on me, if I knew, I would have given it to you long ago."

"I don't mean to swallow it alone."

Fatty's words were so earnest that he almost swore an oath.

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng finally looked away.

The fat man who lost his sight immediately began to pant heavily. The mountainous pressure just now made his breathing almost stagnant. He reached out to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and even his back was wet.

He looked at Jiang Cheng anxiously, like a student who made a mistake.

After Jiang Cheng picked up the newspaper, he didn't open it in front of the fat man, but put it in his pocket.

Fatty, who caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, felt a chill.

But he couldn't justify it.

He couldn't remember how many times the doctor saved him in the nightmare. Without the doctor, he would have been cold a long time ago, but now such a thing happened.

Although he really didn't mean to.

"Doctor," he said seemingly unwillingly, but he didn't expect that when he raised his head——

"Squeak-"

The chair legs rubbed against the ground, making an ear-piercing sound. Jiang Cheng stood up, first stretched the wrinkled corners of his clothes, and then left without looking back.

The footsteps on the stairs made a "clack" sound, which was relatively dull, and the fat man felt more and more uncomfortable when he heard it.

Losing his mind, he waited for a while until there was no sound from above, and then he moved slowly upstairs. He knew in his heart that he could only blame himself for this incident.

After all, he and the doctor just met by chance, let alone in a ghost place like a nightmare.

It is the utmost benevolence for the doctor to take him in.

Thinking in another way, if something like this happened to him, as Jiang Cheng, what would he think?
He will also naturally suspect that the other party wants to take it all.

Trust is always limited.

Not to mention this kind of thing that can save lives.

Fatty came to the second floor, and the sleeping place he had packed temporarily was in front of him. He sighed, packed his things silently, and prepared to leave.

The doctor didn't take the initiative to drive him away, he had saved enough face for himself.

Fortunately, there are not many things, just a small bag for simple packing.

The fat man was carrying his bag, and looked back at this not so familiar place, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

He left a note on the bedroom doorknob, reminding Jiang Cheng not to forget the ribs and fish in the refrigerator.

Ribs, in particular, cannot be stored for long in normal mode.

Just as the fat man turned to leave, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

A shadow was reflected on the ground, pulling the old man.

"If you don't hand it over tonight, guess what will happen?" Jiang Cheng's voice was as cold as ice: "Fatty."

(End of this chapter)