Chapter 555 Above the Posa (90) [VIP]
Seventeen people died in one night.
It is understandable that Zhao Yinglai is so numb.
Wen Qi immediately looked at Jiang Jie with sympathy in his eyes: "Brother Jiang Jie, you didn't sleep well last night."
It's useless to say this. It would be strange if she could sleep well.
Zhao Yinglai waved his hand half-deadly: "I didn't sleep at all last night."
"Ah, then Brother Jiang Jie, do you want some coffee?" Wen Qi said considerately, "I'll go out and buy you a cup."
"I want to thank Bingmei, who is more miserable than my life," Zhao Yinglai raised his eyelids and pointed with two fingers, "Two cups."
Fu Yiran also needs a cup.
As for the bitter coffee... anyway, it's the shadow puppet who's drinking it, not her, so the only one who will taste the bitterness is the culprit, Fu Yiran.
Neither of them slept well last night. Fu Yiran fainted and woke up again, woke up and fainted again, and she couldn't fall asleep either. Regardless of the exploration rules or their friendship, Zhao Yinglai couldn't just leave him there, so he had to stay with him all night without complaint.
This evening she actually discovered some clues.
"Skao, I have a new discovery," when Wen Qi left the pharmacy to buy coffee, Zhao Yinglai straightened his face, sat up, and started to talk business, "It's about Fu Yiran's fainting."
Bai Jinshu raised his chin to signal her to speak.
"I found that there are two types of situations when he faints," Zhao Yinglai said after receiving the signal. "The first type is the one that happened last night when we were all awake. He will suddenly faint without any warning and cannot be awakened. After fainting for a period of time, he will show signs of waking up. At this time, if there is no human intervention, he will remain unconscious, but if there is an external force to wake him up, he will wake up."
The fainting came so suddenly that even Fu Yiran himself was not prepared. He was speaking one second and fell down with his eyes closed the next.
"During this period of time, I could hear people talking," Fu Yiran added, "but I couldn't hear them when I was unconscious."
Bai Jinshu nodded to show that he understood: "What about the second one? In the second one, can you hear voices when you are unconscious?"
"No, the second type has a pre-swing," Zhao Yinglai gestured, "According to my observation, Fu Yiran will be in a trance for a few seconds, and then he will freeze in place for a few seconds to a few minutes. During this period of time, no matter who calls him, he will not respond. Then after this period of time is over, he will faint."
Compared with the former, Fu Yiran himself seemed to have a premonition of this fainting. In the interval between the end of the downtime and the fainting, he was clearly aware that he was about to faint. Most of the time, he could find a suitable posture for fainting during this time, and tried hard not to hit his head on the ground.
"The few seconds of trance were like being drunk," Fu Yiran continued, "seeing the world and hearing sounds were all blurry, and my reactions were also slow."
"Yes, and according to my experiment... yawn," Zhao Yinglai yawned, "you still have an instinctive perception of the outside world during this trance, but your brain cannot process too complex information."
To put it simply, if you prick him with a needle during this period, he will know to hide, but if you ask him a question, he will not answer.
"Oh, right," she suddenly added, "Fu Yiran's memory has been updated to the time when the first team entered here. They were indeed detained because he accidentally broke the rules. At that time, only one team member left for something, so only one person left in the last team."
This officially confirmed the reason why a team was wiped out.
[As expected, it was destroyed like this...
[So sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing. ]
[The main reason is that this rule is too buggy. Who would have thought that if they said this, they would never be able to go back. Isn't this a natural nemesis for exploration team members? Who wouldn't say it when exploring unknown spaces and analyzing unknown rules? They all rely on brain waves and eye contact to guess each other? ]
[In a sense, Team 1 was pretty unlucky. They lost everything before they had anything to sit on.]
Related exclamations have been floating on the barrage for the past few days.
"I see." On the screen, Bai Jinshu touched his chin, stood up from the chair and stretched his stiff muscles and joints after lying down all night. "Let's eat first. After dinner, contact Tang Ling and the others to see if they have found anything."
Last night, Chang William didn't come back again.
Qiu Zihan and Tang Ling also did not show up in the morning. However, compared with yesterday when they pretended to be rich kids and went to the police station and had no news since then, this time at least the three of them left them a letter.
Tang Ling sent a message at about 3 a.m.: [We found that these team members have fallen into a coma again, so we stayed behind to observe the situation.]
Zhao Ying, who was still awake, said: [My friend is like this too, probably someone is dying in another world.]
Tang Ling: [Understood.]
These three people stayed behind to observe the situation of the other team members. They did not come back all night and it is unknown whether they observed anything else.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Qi walked in with breakfast and coffee. Zhao Yinglai, who was about to say something, instantly shrank back and pointed at his watch.
Bai Jinshu opened the panel.
Jiang Jie: [There were 17 comas last night, but only four of the first type of death occurred, and as many as 13 of the second type. I suspect that the first and second types represent different ways of death for people in another world, or that they have a deep connection with this world. Unfortunately, there is no way to confirm our guess.]
Skao: [No rush.]
Bai Jinshu withdrew his gaze and blinked thoughtfully. He was also very curious about what these two different types of coma meant.
Judging from their performance... one fainted instantly, and the other took some time to react. Could this be the speed at which people in the world of the living die?
Those who move fast will feel dizzy immediately, while those who move slowly will need a while to react.
Also, why did so many people die last night?
Wen Qi's parents were not stupid. There was no need to make a big fuss about such a thing. The fewer people who knew about it, the better. Therefore, there could definitely not be seventeen people who went to find Xiao Guo.
The number of people who died last night exceeded the number of people directly related to Xiao Guo’s death. Could it be that the “big shot” acted so quickly that he dealt with all the people related to this incident in just one night?
Then can Wen Qi’s parents escape?
He tapped his fingers on the table: "Wen Qi, you should be careful this morning."
The "big shot" acted so quickly, I'm afraid he has already traced the source and is ready to take action against Wen Qi's parents.
Wen Qi nodded seriously: "Okay."
She never dared to ignore Scarao's reminders.
Everyone in the pharmacy in the underworld woke up extra early because Zhao Yinglai and Fu Yiran had not slept all night. In the world of the living, Wen Qi lay in bed with her eyes closed for a long time before she heard her usual alarm clock ringing.
When the alarm rang, she no longer lay on the bed. She picked up her schoolbag from the seat next to her and prepared to go out to school.
There are also teachers Zhang Weijing and Zhang Xu in the school. Although it is harder than climbing to the sky to reach the moon to get something about the "big shot" from them, you never know.
Wen Qi rubbed the strap of her bag, opened the door and walked outside.
Before she had walked a few steps, when she passed by the small garden, she heard a gentle and unfamiliar voice again: "Qiqi, come and have breakfast."
Wen Qi turned around and found that the person calling her was one of the couple.
The woman sat at the dining table and waved at her. The gentleness on her face was completely different from the look she had last night when she learned that things were not going well.
Wen Qi wondered in her heart whether she had really solved the problem or just thought she had solved it. She sat down at the dining table and picked up a small pastry and put it into her mouth.
"Mom... that seat belongs to Dad," Wen Yiming frowned and looked at her with dissatisfaction, "Why do you want her to sit there and eat with us?"
"Your dad doesn't eat breakfast in the morning anyway, so it doesn't matter who sits in that position," the woman said perfunctorily, "This is your sister, don't speak in that tone. After breakfast, the two of you will go to school together."
A trace of disbelief and shock flashed across Wen Yiming's face: "Me? Going to school with her? My classmates will laugh at me to death!"
What image does Wen Qi have in school? What image does he have?
What's the difference between letting him go to school with this "sister" and killing him.
“You…”
"Mom, I'm done eating," Wen Qi interrupted the two of them in time, "I'll ride my bike to school."
She didn't dare to ride in their car because she was afraid of dying in the car.
"Your bicycle is so broken," the woman glanced at her sideways, "I asked Xiao Qi at home to take it away and throw it away. I will buy you a better one later. I will ask the driver at home to take you to school in the next few days."
Xiao Qi is one of the live-in nannies. She doesn’t know whether the bicycle was lost or not, but this morning, it seemed that they were determined to let Wen Qi ride on that bicycle.
Wen Qi shrank her neck: "Okay...Okay, thank you, Mom."
She lowered her head and snapped her fingers. Her attitude was weak, but a trace of thought flashed in her eyes: "Now...now can you hurry up? It's my turn on the duty list today, and I need to be in the classroom to finish my duty before morning reading."
Although I don't know what they want to do, since I can't refuse them to drive me to school, I might as well interrupt their schedule.
"Duty... Your school requires students to clean up after themselves, doesn't it have a cleaning staff?" The woman muttered a few words in a low voice, then raised her voice and shouted, "Then let's go and call the driver to drive."
"Mom, I haven't finished eating yet..." Wen Yiming looked up with dissatisfaction while holding the cake.
"Okay, just take it with you on the way, don't mention it," the woman looked at him, her tone full of complaints, but much more friendly than when she spoke to Wen Qi, "Hurry up and get your schoolbag."
Wen Yiming glared at Wen Qi hatefully and went upstairs reluctantly, leaving Wen Qi alone sitting at the dining table, feeling the woman's gaze scanning over him with an uncomfortable sense of calculation.
Wen Qi shrank back, trying not to expose her eyes, which would change expression when her brain was working at high speed, to the other person's field of vision.
What do these two people mean?
Yesterday he looked like he wanted to pretend to be a strict father and a kind mother while trying his best to cut off all ties with her, how come he became so friendly just after one night?
Could it be that she knew that the police were investigating the cause of Xiao Guo's death, so she planned to repeat the same old trick and push her, the secretary's reincarnated biological daughter, to be the scapegoat for the second time?
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