Chapter 54: Convulsion
He Rui saw it, frowned and quickly stepped forward to rescue, pulling the protagonist who was once again at the mercy of others back to the door of 701.
I thought about saying something to distract this guy, "Brother Ji, how about I record your fingerprint for opening the door? It will be convenient for you to open the door and enter the house directly in the future."
Since the murderer didn't leave, the protagonist didn't need to go back to Room 702. He didn't mind having one more person in the room, although the other party did force him to sleep on the floor in the living room.
He Rui remembered that there was a small folding iron bed in the house, but now there were more supplies and they were piled up everywhere. He didn't know where the small iron bed was put by the employees, but it was definitely not lost.
The protagonist said nothing, neither agreeing nor saying he was unwilling.
He Rui took it as his tacit consent and quickly recorded the protagonist's fingerprint.
Then, for convenience, he took the protagonist directly to the doors of 703 and 704 and entered fingerprints one by one.
"I don't know what we should do if the fingerprint lock runs out of battery and we go out without our keys. Brother Ji, remember to remind me to change the battery in a month or two."
Ji Changqing listened silently to the man's chattering and the nursery rhymes in a strange language that sounded like swear words coming from him.
All his attention was drawn to it, and he no longer worried about the guy standing behind the door that he had discovered through the field.
He looked quietly at the back of He Rui's head, letting him manipulate him, and took the initiative to enter his fingerprints into the doors of three households on the same floor without resistance.
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After all the fingerprints were entered, He Rui quickly pulled the person back to 701.
He always felt chilly.
It is speculated that the murderer is probably lying on the door's eye, waiting to ambush them when they pass by Room 702.
He Rui was afraid that another accident would happen and irritate the protagonist's sensitive and fragile nerves, so he wanted to walk faster and took quicker steps.
But unexpectedly, he discovered that when he accelerated, the protagonist also accelerated, and they cooperated mysteriously.
He Rui nodded secretly, thinking that it would be great if this guy could always be so obedient.
The protagonist in an autistic state is very worry-free.
Pull the protagonist's finger over and put it on the 701 fingerprint lock to open the door to test whether the newly made fingerprint works well.
The door was opened, He Rui pushed the person into the room and quickly closed the door.
I lay on the door, looking through the hole at the unusually quiet corridor outside where no bad guys had jumped out, feeling quite confused.
It was a relief that the guy wasn't guarding the door and watching.
Could it be that because of the setback last night, when the protagonist scolded and kicked him, that guy finally gave up and left?
He moved away from the door suspiciously.
When I turned around, I was hit by a hand and my face was pinched.
He Rui was speechless, wondering what the protagonist was going crazy for again.
The walls and windows of the house were sealed with lead plates. Although it was daytime, he was impatient and turned off the lights to save electricity before leaving, so the house was almost dark.
He Rui frowned and tried to pry the protagonist's hand away, thinking that this guy was not a kind person.
He had just rescued this man, but he repaid his kindness with resentment by strangling him.
According to convention, the protagonist who had just suffered a blow should go into the house and be alone for a while. Why pinch him?
In the darkness, He Rui heard the other party's voice coming from nearby, the tone was very dangerous, "Scold me?"
Scold him?
He Rui was stunned for a moment, then he noticed that the background music he had ignored was playing a silly, silly, silly song in his ears.
It was his fault that he forgot about this matter because he was anxious when he saw the protagonist’s autistic look.
He quickly changed the song and wanted to surrender and explain.
But because his face was pinched too tightly and his mouth was covered, he couldn't say the prepared explanation at all.
He Rui pulled the hand hard, trying to compete with the other party.
"Mmm! Hmm? Mmmmm!"
He Rui wanted to reason, but the words just wouldn't come out, and he was so angry that he wanted to bite someone.
But I can't bite it yet.
The last time he was able to bite was because the protagonist's finger was right next to his mouth.
But after thinking about it carefully, He Rui felt that it was fortunate that the protagonist did not give him the chance to bite his finger last time.
Otherwise, what if this guy likes to pick his feet and doesn't wash his hands after going to the toilet? If he bites you, won't you be poisoned to death?
Thinking of this, He Rui began to feel nauseous.
There was a dull discomfort in the throat.
After holding it in for a while, he couldn't help it and retched.
The hand that was pinching his face loosened instantly, as if afraid of being contaminated with vomit.
He Rui felt like he had found a golden ticket that would protect him from being beaten.
The protagonist's performance.
From then on, no matter what this guy did, whether you wanted to strangle him or beat him up, as long as there was danger, he would vomit and act like a human spray bottle.
This guy definitely couldn't beat him because he was trying to hide from him.
He Rui took out a flashlight from his pocket and turned it on to illuminate the room. He looked at the protagonist and said quietly, "Brother Ji, please don't pinch me suddenly in the future. If you pinch my face, I will get sick easily.
Of course, I'm not complaining about your dirty hands or anything, I feel nauseous because I have pharyngitis."
He Rui was complaining halfway when he noticed that the protagonist's eyes had changed because he was hurt by his words, so he decisively found a pharyngitis doctor to make up for it.
After saying that, he turned on the light in the living room and went into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.
It's not just that I dislike washing after the protagonist covers my mouth.
The main reason was that he spent the night outside last night, and he was planning to wash up when he got home.
After washing up, He Rui wiped his face with a towel and walked out of the bathroom.
He unexpectedly discovered that the protagonist had not retreated back to his bedroom to isolate himself. Instead, after seeing him come out, he strode towards him with a sullen face.
He Rui guessed that this guy might be in a hurry to go to the toilet.
So he moved to the side, not wanting to block the protagonist's way.
But as the guy got closer, He Rui discovered that this guy seemed to be targeting him.
He stepped back in a daze and turned around to hide in the bathroom.
But he was a step too slow and didn't dodge.
So, with a strong sense of déjà vu, the half of the face below the nostrils was pinched by the protagonist again.
He Rui was annoyed. He stared at the protagonist with a pair of eyes, reached out and grabbed the other's fingers, also using force.
He was ready to pry off the guy's fingers when he pinched him again and it hurt him.
The protagonist had intermittent convulsions, always doing some inexplicable actions here and there, which made him quite annoyed.
Unable to speak, he silently changed the song and replaced the BGM with "Men Want to Fight" to express his attitude to the protagonist.
"Vomit." Ji Changqing's eyes turned cold and he said one word.
He Rui was filled with questions.
"If you dare to spit it out, I will push your vomit back into your mouth." Ji Changqing threatened coldly.
He Rui: ? ? !!!
So cruel? Then he lost his gold medal.
I decisively turned the BGM back on.
He Rui shook his head like a rattle, raised his hands high, and quickly surrendered.
"Remember what I said. Talk less, be honest, and don't make me angry."
He Rui felt very aggrieved, and felt the hand that was pinching him loosen its grip. The moment the other party withdrew his hand, he opened his mouth and shouted, "I didn't..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the protagonist again.
"Shut up." The man had a bad attitude and didn't let him speak at all.
He Rui was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He didn't even know what the other party was angry about.
But let him talk less...
He Rui thought, the less you say, the better. He swore that if he took the initiative to talk to the protagonist again, he would be a dog.
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