The hell game begins, please choose your plug-in

The memory of 1006 ends here.

Bai Yao's eyes blurred for a moment, and his consciousness returned to the cafeteria again.

It is now certain that Huang Hongshu was the one who stole the mobile phone at the gas station. He and Yang Xishun went to Huangtu Village together, and it was at that time that they discovered the truth about Huangtu Village.

Before he set fire to the village and massacred it, he changed his name to Hu Hongshu!

However, Yang Xishun said that in addition to a woman who sent him out, there was also a man who came to pick them up. Who was that man?

If we can pick them up, why can’t we pick up He Xinhua?

If He Xinhua really couldn't escape, why didn't the man save her later?

Even calling the police?

Or maybe you called the police, but they didn’t find anything?

That's right, Yang Xishun called the police again and again but to no avail, and she couldn't believe that men were the same, so she gave up...

operating hours.

The white demon came to the warden's office again.

Seeing the tall figure sitting on the office chair, Bai Yao rolled his eyes and said bluntly:

"Don't you have a job as a warden? Why are you always in the office when I come to it?"

Fu Yan laughed: "I took advantage of my free time to handle the work and waited for you to come during your working hours! 3077, you are really making me sad!"

Bai Yao curled his lips. He knew it would be like this!

"come over!"

Fu Yan waved to Bai Yao, and Bai Yao had to walk over reluctantly.

Fu Yan exuded a faint scent of tobacco, which was not strong, but gave people a sense of calmness.

In the middle of the night, Bai Yao would sometimes see Fu Yan standing on the balcony smoking, with an unspeakable sadness surrounding him.

Bai Yao could sense that Fu Yan seemed to be carrying something on his shoulders. Sometimes he would work overtime at home, but most of the time he was not dealing with work, but building relationships with some powerful people. He seemed to want to learn something from them, and was even willing to give up the high profits of the project...

Suddenly, Bai Yao remembered what Fu Yan once said:

"I live for the truth!"

What is the truth?

What happened to Fu Yan?

Bai Yao was curious, but he didn't ask.

He knew that Fu Yan was under a lot of pressure, and he didn't want to put Fu Yan under even greater pressure by speaking rashly...

Bai Yao sat astride Fu Yan's legs, leaning against him with a relaxed body, her arms around his waist, her head buried in Fu Yan's neck, smelling the faint scent of tobacco, and rubbing against him unconsciously.

Fu Yan's body stiffened slightly, then he smiled helplessly, his eyes full of doting, and wrapped his arms around Bai Yao's thin waist.

"Why, you want to sleep before you even start working?"

Bai Yao spoke in a muffled voice: "Fu Yan..."

The moment he heard the voice, Fu Yan realized that Bai Yao was in a bad mood, and quickly closed the live broadcast room, sounding a little flustered: "I'm here, what's wrong?"

Bai Yao rubbed Fu Yan's ear and whispered:

"Fu Yan, will you trust me unconditionally?"

Fu Yan was slightly startled. He knew that the sensitive Bai Yao had already noticed what happened to him.

That’s right, Yaoyao always likes to sleep on his chest, and if she puts him down at night and goes to the balcony to smoke, it’s impossible not to be discovered…

Fu Yan lowered his brows, and felt a warm current that would never cool down surge in his cold heart.

He said, "Yes! I, Fu Yan, will always and unconditionally believe in Yaoyao!"

So wait!

I'll take care of everything!

When the time comes, I will tell you without reservation!

Bai Yao understood what he meant and said nothing more, just rubbed it gently.

"Yaoyao, I love you!"

Fu Yan suddenly spoke, Bai Yao was slightly stunned, then raised his head and looked at Fu Yan straight in the eye.

"How much love?"

"Like the sea!"

"why?"

"Because...Immeasurable!"

Fu Yan lifted Bai Yao's hair and gave her a pious and gentle kiss on her forehead.

Feeling the wetness on his forehead, Bai Yao was stunned for a second and subconsciously said, "You kissed the wrong place..."

Fu Yan paused, "What?"

"You should kiss here!"

Bai Yao leaned forward and kissed Fu Yan on the lips.

This time, there is no tape as a connection of interests. It is the choice that Bai Yao made from the bottom of her heart when she was moved. It is the most primitive natural reaction of a living thing and it is deeply rooted in the soul... I love you!

Kiss and leave.

Bai Yao fell asleep on Fu Yan's body, leaning on Fu Yan's neck, with the redness still on her cheeks and a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Fu Yan's eyes were filled with tenderness as he embraced Bai Yao and fell asleep together...

noon.

Bai Yao left the office and after a quick lunch in the cafeteria, he asked Fu Yan for a pass that would allow him to move freely during the afternoon work hours.

Bai Yao went straight back to the cell and stared at the vents on the ceiling. His brain was like a supercomputer, mapping out the layout of the vents based on the prison layout.

"Serious criminal area, your Master Xuan is here!"

Seeing that there was no one around, Bai Yao jumped up, grabbed the vent cover, unscrewed the screws with a screwdriver, and crawled in himself.

Following the route planned in advance, in just ten minutes, they arrived at the serious criminal area, where the vent cover was unscrewed last night.

The screws here are not completely fastened, and you can unscrew them by just reaching out and twisting them.

And the prison guards’ clothes are still here, in case of emergency!

Bai Yao reached out and unscrewed the screw, preparing to go to the serious criminal area to check the situation first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the vent cover was opened, the prison alarm sounded.

Bai Yao's heart froze, and he quickly changed direction through the vent cover and crawled back at a faster speed than when he came.

When Bai Yao returned to the cell, the other prisoners just came to the door.

Bai Yao quickly tightened the screws on the vent cover, and then threw the screwdriver under the bed of an NPC prisoner.

"I'm sorry buddy, please be my slave in the next life!"

Bai Yao apologized in his heart. He had already vaguely guessed what the alarm was about...

When all the prisoners returned to their cells, ten prison guards walked into the cell block and lined the aisles.

Ten minutes later, the captain of the prison guards walked in with a gloomy face, and his sinister eyes like a venomous snake swept over all the prisoners.

"Two prison guards died in the prison last night. Who did it?!"