Chapter 539 Above the Posing (74) [VIP]

It’s a little after eight in the morning.

Following a crisp "It's over! It's too late!", the door of the pharmacy was pushed open with a bang.

Qiu Zihan pushed the door open with a leap, anxious as if his butt was on fire, and he ran while shouting: "It's over, it's too late! Why didn't anyone wake me up? It's already past eight o'clock, why don't you guys get up!"

At this time, most of the shops on the street were open. Hearing Qiu Zihan's shouting, several shop owners in the surrounding shops looked over curiously.

Tang Ling's face darkened a few shades: "Why are you running?"

She angrily pushed open the door that Qiu Zihan had half-opened: "You're going to the store without washing your face or brushing your teeth?"

Is Qiu Zihan waiting for the restaurant owner to kick him out with this attitude?

Qiu Zihan stopped angrily and looked back at Tang Ling.

Three heads popped out from the door of the pharmacy.

The one in the front was his sister and best friend Tang Ling, looking at him with disgust in her eyes; the one in the middle was Jiang Jie, who seemed to have been woken up by the sound of his shouting, and was yawning and sticking his head out curiously; the last one was Wen Qi. Compared with the two people in front who had just woken up and had their hair and clothes in a mess, she was dressed neatly and had a high ponytail, and it was obvious that she had woken up a long time ago.

"Qiqi, my sister and Jiang Jie are fine, but why didn't you call me when you got up?" Qiu Zihan's eyes turned and fixed on Wen Qi, puffing his lips in dissatisfaction, "You just watched me being late? Are we still friends?"

"Who is your friend..." Wen Qi muttered silently, then raised his voice a little, "I'm busy in the morning."

She is really busy.

"Cut one person into two" is not a metaphor for her, but a fact. Wen Qi in the underworld has nothing to do in the morning, but Wen Qi in the world still has to go to school.

Since Wen Qi is awake, it is impossible for Wen Qi to fall asleep again.

High school students start school early, even in aristocratic schools, which is much later than other ordinary schools, and the morning reading time is 7:30.

The house where Wen Qi lives now is not far from the aristocratic school, but her parents would definitely not provide her with a driver, nor would they let her ride on her brother's car. Wen Qi needs to walk out of the villa area every morning to go to school, then find her bicycle that she had left in a store outside, then ride to the vicinity of the school, leave the bicycle in a milk tea shop some distance from the school, and then walk to the school gate.

The whole process would take at least an hour, which meant that Wen Qi had to get up at least at 6:30 in the morning.

Including the time for washing and dressing, Wen Qi usually has to get up around six o'clock.

Wen Qi got up at six o'clock this morning. Without having time to care about Wen Qi in the underworld, the first thing she did was to go online to see how things had developed last night.

Chen Lei was killed around 11 o'clock yesterday, the gangsters from the nearby vocational school found Chen Lei's body at midnight, the police arrived at the scene at 12:15, and the two "drunkards" Zhang Xujiao and Zhang Weijing were found by the lake at 12:30.

The Lake District Park was cordoned off at one o'clock. The parents of Chen Lei's deceased ex-girlfriend witnessed everything and left the deserted Lake District Park at half past one.

Wen Qi walked to an Internet cafe a few kilometers away from the Lake District Park and took a taxi back home at two o'clock.

In the pharmacy, everyone except her had fallen asleep. Scaro was even more unconcerned as he lay down on a stool next to the injured man and took up half of his bed. He did not seem to give his student any instructions on what to do next.

Wen Qi sat on the bed and browsed the discussions on various platforms. As time went by, most netizens put down their phones and fell asleep, so the enthusiasm died down a lot.

The videos of those thugs did spread around a small circle, but I don’t know if it’s because they always shoot videos to attract attention, but not many people believe that Chen Lei is really dead. Most people are accusing them of taking advantage of Chen Lei’s death.

It seems that no conclusion can be reached in the short term.

Wen Qi flipped through the news, her eyes were so sleepy that she couldn't even open them. She struggled to set an alarm and fell back into the quilt. If she didn't have to go to school this morning, she would definitely not have been able to get up.

From getting up to going to school, and then to the beginning of morning self-study when she saw Zhang Weijing and Zhang Xu appear in the classroom, Wen Qi was so busy observing the affairs of the world that she had no time to pay attention to such trivial matters as whether Qiu Zihan was late or not.

Fortunately, Qiu Zihan just muttered a few words casually and didn't really take it to heart with her.

He muttered to Tang Ling for a long time and complained that burning the police station for two consecutive nights was too exciting, but Tang Ling stopped him with a sentence: "Don't complain to me, tell Skao", and he finally calmed down a little.

With such a commotion around him, Bai Jinshu naturally couldn't sleep.

He lay half of his body on the bamboo bed, yawned slowly, opened his eyes, and met Huai Jiamu's gaze.

Last night, the part belonging to Skao operated at a high intensity. In order to include all the people in the mortal world across the world, the synchronization rate almost soared to about 90% near the second half of the night.

Fortunately, although 90% of Skao was extremely dangerous, Zhang Xujiao, Zhang Weijing, and Chen Lei shared the danger, which prevented him from focusing his attention on the group of unlucky teammates around him.

Huai Jiamu's large suppressor would be reset to zero with just one glance. He didn't dare to look over there last night. When Wen Qi went to another world, he either played Go to divert his attention or closed his eyes to take a nap.

Probably because he slept a lot, he was woken up by the noisy Qiu Zihan this morning. It was a rare occasion that he didn't get mad when waking up.

A morning without grumpiness is refreshing, and the 90% synchronization rate accumulated overnight is instantly reduced to zero, which is a rare brain massage. Bai Jinshu is in a good mood and greets Huai Jiamu who is looking at him: "Good morning."

[Aoshen didn't get up in a bad mood today? 】

[Aoshen seems to be in a good mood. 】

[You’re probably in a good mood because you stabbed someone last night…]

[Why didn't Aoshen feel so good when it came to Cai Hong and Fang Sha? 】

[Hmm... maybe Cai Hong and Fang Sha are in novice mode... but Cross-World Blade Chen Lei is in difficult mode? ]

[Fuck, Aoshen has cleared the difficult mode, so you are in a good mood, right? ]

[Chen Lei is in hell mode, what mode is the big shot in? ]

[Hell mode? ]

[Will Aoshen kill a big shot tonight? Speaking of which, how was the opening yesterday? I remember Chen Lei’s odds were 1:1.9]

There were few people in the morning, and a comment only appeared every ten seconds or so. There were questions and answers on the public screen, and the atmosphere was pretty good.

On the screen, Bai Jinshu stood up from the bamboo bed and looked around: "Where is Chang William?"

Chang William didn’t come back?

He went to bed early last night, and after confirming that Chen Lei would definitely not escape this disaster, he moved a stool and sat next to Huai Jiamu, saying "The injured should go to bed early and don't stay up late", and then fell into a deep sleep.

He also had a sense and could sense that someone was looking at him. When he, Wen Qi and Zhao Ying were discussing how to cross the world to kill someone with a knife, although Huai Jiamu was lying on the bed, his eyes were always on him.

In order to maintain synchronization, he did not return her gaze, but he knew very well that if she did not sleep tonight, Huai Jiamu would certainly not sleep either. If he and Wen Qi talked until seven in the morning, then this person would stare at him until seven in the morning.

This is the truth behind why Bai Jinshu goes to bed early and doesn’t care about the lives of his students at all.

He went to bed early, so of course he didn't know what happened or what he saw after he fell asleep last night, nor did he know that Chang William didn't come back at all.

When I woke up this morning and looked around, I realized that he was not in the corner where he usually slept.

"Ah? Chang William hasn't come back yet?" Zhao Yinglai looked back vaguely while brushing his teeth.

This one is more of a this one.

"Chang William is not back?" Tang Ling's voice was actually a little excited, "I was wondering why he was so close to me this morning."

This shows how popular Chang William is.

"Brother William... could something have happened?" Wen Qi maintained his persona and spoke timidly.

"What can happen to Chang William, Qiqi?" Qiu Zihan replied carelessly, "Don't worry about him."

Poor William Chang.

Bai Jinshu silently pressed his forehead, actually he didn't really want to care about his life or death.

But no matter what, Chang William is considered a member of the exploration team. He didn't go back to the pharmacy after finishing the work, so he probably had something else to do.

Bai Jinshu opened the temporary group chat and @ed him: [@Chang William, where are you? ]

After a few minutes, no one responded.

This shouldn’t be the case… The Foundation’s watches will vibrate when they receive messages. Chang William didn’t reply to the message. Could something have happened again?

This bad luck is unique... Although this unknown space is the underworld, for living souls like them, as long as they don't reveal their true identity in front of the underworld and don't shout out the truth here in public, it is absolutely safe.

In such an absolutely safe environment, Chang William was first kidnapped by Cai Hong and Fang Sha, and then did not return home all night, which seemed to indicate that something had happened. He was extremely unlucky.

But the person should not be dead.

The name in the temporary group chat is still lit.

The other three people in the pharmacy finally noticed the message in the temporary group chat.

"Why didn't William Chang reply to the message?" Tang Ling frowned and muttered, "Who was William Chang with last night?"

"With Sister Xue Ni and the others." Qiu Zihan continued.

Last night, except for Jiang Jieskao who was in the pharmacy, and him and his sister who went to burn the police station, the remaining three people were responsible for shifting the blame and getting another member of the Abnormal Investigation Bureau arrested by the police.

"Then ask them two." Tang Ling opened the temporary group chat.

Tang Ling: [@薄继仁@迪雪霓, Chang William was with you last night, but he didn't go back to the pharmacy. Do you know where he went? ]

After a few minutes, the two men did not respond.

"It's over," Zhao Yinglai mumbled while chewing a dough stick nearby, "Are these three arrested by the police?"

Now they have something to do. These three people have been captured by the underworld, and they have to rescue them before the underworld sends them back to the world of the living.

Otherwise, they are souls that do not belong to this world, and according to the rules, it is not known whether the underworld and the world of the living are considered one space. Who knows whether the three of them can survive when they go to the world of the living.

"Stop eating," Bai Jinshu glanced at her slowly, "Let's go and find someone first."

Jiang Jie's shadow puppet can go without food and water for a hundred years without dying. I don't know where Zhao Yinglai's attitude of not having a bowel movement for every three meals came from.

"Right away, right away," Zhao Yinglai stuffed the last piece of fried dough stick into his mouth, turned around and picked up his coat that was draped over the back of the chair, "Here I come!"

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