immortal game

This man was dressed very sloppily, with unkempt black hair half covering his eyes, wearing a pair of thick black square glasses, the circles of light in the frame showed that his prescription was extremely deep, fortunately his eyes were big enough , even though it has been reduced a lot by myopia glasses, it still looks big and energetic, with beautiful peach blossom eyes, but coupled with that pale and bluish complexion, it looks a little listless.

He was wearing a black suit and carrying a briefcase, but the white shirt inside the suit became crumpled and looked nondescript.He was tall, estimated to be only three or four centimeters shorter than Chen Mo, but his whole body was hunched over, full of decadence, and an unpleasant smell of alcohol and tobacco mixed from time to time.

The man's red eyes occasionally glanced at everyone through the heavy glasses frame, and once someone looked back, he would quickly withdraw his gaze, appearing vigilant and timid.

He kept the posture he was frightened just now, sitting in the middle of the bus, not moving an inch.

"...I'll continue." Chen Mo said: "At least rule out one situation first, and then consider others."

Ignoring the brawny man's continued noise, Chen Mo continued to describe unaffectedly. He was talking about A Ling just now, but A Ling was obviously not satisfied with his description.

"My hair is not curved, it's more curved. I rolled it out with an egg roll stick, and my hair color is not brown or black, but if you look closely, it's linen brown." A Ling complained crisply : "And the nail polish I wear is tannin, don't say it is blue so generally."

Chen Mo: "..."

No. 10 stood up while smiling, and walked towards the cab with a lazy pace.

When passing by the man with glasses, he paused for a moment, the black leather shoes tapped the bottom of the car lightly, and looked down gently. The man with glasses curled up as if he had sensed No. 10's gaze, and his long and narrow eyelashes trembled.

No. 10 was expressionless for a rare moment.

"He has a baby face, he should be in high school, and he is carrying a big black backpack—" Chen Mo continued to describe the faces of everyone.

"--what is this?"

No. 10's hand reached into the coin box at some point and touched a slightly raised part. The fingers painted with reddish-brown nail polish nimbly picked towards the four corners, and then pulled out a coin from it. The old newspaper waved towards the crowd, and they were immediately attracted to the attention.

"There's an old newspaper hidden in the coin box? Wow, handsome guy, you're amazing, you found all of this?!"

Chen Mo also turned around to look. In fact, he had noticed the coin box as early as when the system prompted the Eye of Reality.Chen Mo's palm can be regarded as generous, but the slot hole of the coin box is big enough for him to put his whole palm in, so when No. 10 puts his whole palm into the coin box to fumble, there are still many Fu Yu, this old newspaper was taped to the inner wall of the coin box, so No. 10 tore it off and handed it to Chen Mo.

This is an old newspaper that is incomplete and yellowed, and the corners have long been curled. It was refreshed on the inner wall of the coin box at the same time when the driver yelled that he caused a traffic accident by driving.

After reading the information in the newspaper, Chen Mo read out a report on the car accident to everyone without hesitation: At about 6 o'clock in the evening on June 1, a serious accident occurred not far from Xinta Road Station. The car accident happened suddenly. According to an eyewitness at the scene, the cause of the accident was that a child failed to hold the balloon in his hand, causing it to fly onto the motorway. When the child subconsciously chased the balloon, he was caught by a car from The No. 21 bus coming from the right collided head-on. Due to the high speed of the bus, the child was knocked flying several meters, died on the spot, and his brain burst.