Chapter 116 Bright Sanatorium "If you can get it, then get it; if you can't get it..."
"Do you think it's possible that whoever is wearing this badge is a tour guide?"
Jiang Yang examined the name tag over and over. There was no woman's name on the tag, only the words "Tour Guide for Wherever You Go" written on it. However, from the chat history on her phone, Jiang Yang learned that everyone called her Xiao Lan.
Ji Yang ran his fingers along the plastic film on the surface of the employee badge. "It shouldn't be a big problem to install it for a short time."
"Then you hold this for me, and give it back to me when I need it," Jiang Yang said. She was still wearing the sanatorium's uniform patient gown, and her pants pockets were bulging with playing cards for the evening activities.
Jiang Yang casually handed over the employee badge, and with his other hand, he swiped up from the bottom of the screen, instantly switching the interface back to the desktop.
The employee badge was hanging beside Ji Yang's hand. Seeing that the other party didn't take it, Jiang Yang tilted her wrist, letting the corner of the plastic badge lightly tap the back of the man's hand, and asked with a rising tone at the end, "Hmm? What's wrong?"
"Okay! I'll help you carry it!"
Should we remove the rope around her neck?
"If you can get it, then get it. If you can't..." Jiang Yang pursed her lips, "...respect the deceased."
Xiaolan has a neat short haircut, and below the haircut, you can clearly see the blue rope hanging around her neck and how it is stuck to her skin.
[Observation Room at Guangming Sanatorium - Jiang Yang's Perspective]
"Respect for the dead? What kind of hellish joke is that?"
"Look how badly Jiang Yang has disciplined Ji Yang now."
"So, does 007 still remember who the dog is?! Do you remember?!"
What does the label that Hmm007 posted have to do with Ji Yang?
The puppy picked up a bone, as if it were a precious treasure.
Ji Yang went around behind Xiao Lan and bent down to examine her neck carefully.
There was a red mark around Xiaolan's stiff neck, which looked like it was left when her work badge was ripped off. Later, Xiaolan was enveloped in black mist, and the blue rope was squeezed into her flesh along with the black mist.
It seems that to get the rope out, we either need to cut flesh or defog.
Ji Yang glanced at Jiang Yang out of the corner of his eye. The young man's lips curled up in a cunning fox-like smile as he held his phone, seemingly doing something with a half-smile.
He pursed his lips. Jiang Yang said that we should respect the dead, so the only thing we could do was find a way to remove the black mist.
Jiang Yang's fingertips nimbly swiped across the screen. Xiao Lan had a habit of deleting chat history, but as a qualified netizen in modern society, he quickly found a lot of useful information, such as the travel group work arrangements in the file transfer assistant.
"Go wherever you want" tour group
January 7 - Crazy Circus
Tour guide: Xiaolan
Tour guide assistant: Xiao Yi
Driver: Wang Dazhi
Tourists: Li Sheng, Lu Ke
Jiang Yang quickly switched back to the contacts interface and started searching through the list.
Jiang Yang carefully deleted all the chat history from both sides and sent a message to each of them.
Where are you?
Jiang Yang held up his phone and waited for a minute.
The other party is typing.
Xiao Yi's window remained silent, while Wang Dazhi's window showed "typing" for a long time without any message being sent.
Looking up, Ji Yang was already spraying the negative effect inhibitor onto Xiao Lan's neck. The spray gradually disintegrated the solidified black mist, and the water vapor fell to the ground and condensed into a small puddle, in which many thin nematodes could be faintly seen wriggling.
Noticing Jiang Yang's gaze, Ji Yang held up the bottle and waved it at him: "It's done."
Like a little dog trying to curry favor with its owner.
Jiang Yang nodded his chin without hesitation and praised, "Yes, very impressive."
"I'll wipe the rope clean and help you put it away."
Ji Yang carefully threaded the blue rope through Xiao Lan's hair, while Jiang Yang lowered his head, his gaze returning to the screen.
Three minutes passed, and Wang Dazhi, who had been typing, stopped moving. This attitude is rather intriguing.
I wanted to reply... but hesitated for a long time and didn't...
You know, if you were in danger, you wouldn't have spent so much time typing without sending a single word.
Jiang Yang pressed the voice call button.
One second later.
The other party has rejected the offer.
Jiang Yang persisted and dialed again.
This time, the cell phone ringtone seemed to gradually invade the entire kitchen like a haunting melody.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Yang paused in his wiping of the rope.
"I don't know."
Jiang Yang was also startled by the sudden sound and hurriedly tried to hang up.
The call ended, but it didn't seem to make any difference.
Xiaolan stood up from the window, her stiff joints making a constant cracking sound.
A face that Jiang Yang was familiar with was revealed.
"Little...little...little..."
The name was on the tip of his tongue, but before Jiang Yang could finish speaking, Ji Yang grabbed him by the waist and spun him around in the air for a long time.
Having narrowly avoided the oncoming black mist, Ji Yang stood in front of Jiang Yang, sword in hand, and warned, "Be careful!"
After activating all her joints, Xiaolan's movement speed increased significantly.
Black mist mixed with nematodes kept emanating from her body, forcing Ji Yang to take precautions.
Jiang Yang pushed up his slipping glasses and looked at Xiao Lan's face again, past Ji Yang's shoulder.
That's right, it's Xiaomei.
On Train Zero, the conductor gave Jiang Yang a month to find Xiao Mei.
The month-long deadline is fast approaching, and he only had a little bit of news about Xiao Mei that he had accidentally obtained with Nan Ke at the Colosseum in Litanvi.
Choosing a single trial was to avoid burdening others.
Choosing the Crazy Circus was a chance to try my luck and see if I could find any clues about Xiao Mei.
*Pfft*
"Xiao Lan" stepped into a small puddle on the ground, paused, and let out a hoarse roar.
The black mist circled around them, stirring restlessly, but never made any further advance.
Jiang Yang narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing through the black mist, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is she a monster?"
There was no notification on the panel indicating that they had unlocked the monsters, but this situation had occurred before in Blackrock City. If the Tower's development of Judgment was insufficient, there would still be no notification.
The problem is that the barriers between the two trials have now been broken, making it impossible for them to make judgments using conventional thinking.
Ji Yang took out the "Justice Card" and stood in front of the two of them, saying, "What do you want? The effects of the negative suppression agent on her body haven't worn off yet."
"Give it a try," Jiang Yang leaned closer to Ji Yang's ear.
"Okay, then be careful."
The Justice card drew a dazzling line in the air, and the black mist occupying the center of the road was dispersed by the golden light of justice. It was then intercepted by the elongated silver lines on both sides. Jiang Yang was going to return Xiao Mei's ID card to Xiao Lan, but the distance was a bit far now, so he needed Ji Yang to clear a path for him.
Of course, just to be on the safe side, he also took a bottle of inhibitor.
"Your sister asked me to give you her ID card."
Jiang Yang stopped a meter away from Xiao Lan and held up his ID card.
"elder sister..."
Xiaolan turned her head, her reaction somewhat slow.
"Oh..."
Xiao Lan sneered, and alarm bells went off in Jiang Yang's mind. He immediately grabbed the negative inhibitor with his other hand and sprayed it onto the person in front of him.
"Well!"
Jiang Yang was swept up by the black mist manipulated by Xiao Lan, and then slammed against the wall.
"Jiang Yang!"
The silver line oscillated twice in mid-air, influenced by Ji Yang's emotions.
"I'm fine," Jiang Yang's voice sounded muffled from the heavy blow to his internal organs. He forced himself up and staggered to his feet.
"I'm just a postman. Whether you want it or not is your business. I'll leave once I've delivered it and completed my mission."
"Why do you think I'll let you go?" Xiaolan's black mist had mostly dissipated, and after she was released from her enveloped state, her speech became much smoother.
"I don't know. You're not a monster, you can always reason with me."
Jiang Yang recovered and noticed the black mist that had been awakened outside the window just now at the door.
The original black mist was attracted by the living aura emanating from him and Ji Yang, but after Xiao Lan woke up, the black mist in the restaurant disappeared completely in an instant. This shows that the black mist was not a product of the restaurant's violation of regulations, but rather originated from Xiao Lan herself.
He was unsure of the connection between Xiaolan and the black mist, but he noticed the target of the black mist being manipulated by Xiaolan.
To be precise, it was that phone call.
Just like the anchor point that Xiaolan set for her own awakening, Jiang Yang took a gamble.
Sure enough, the next second Xiaolan succinctly said two words: "cell phone".
"You saw it too, it's not in my hands," Jiang Yang said, holding his ID card in one hand and the inhibitor in the other. After Xiao Lan threw it, he didn't know where the inhibitor had rolled off to, and now he only had his ID card in his hand. "I'll return the phone to you after I complete the mission."
Don't think I don't know what you're thinking.
Xiaolan said sarcastically, "Have that man bring the phone over."
"No, what if you won't let us leave once we're here?"
"What if he doesn't come over, and you don't return my phone after you go over?"
"You don't believe me!"
Jiang Yang raised his head, his innocent face behaving in a serious and methodical manner.
"Heh, then don't go."
As Xiao Lan spoke, she manipulated the black mist to gather around Jiang Yang, saying, "Let's see if he comes over."
Jiang Yang remained unfazed: "No room for discussion?"
"No."
A nematode slowly crawled up Jiang Yang's trouser leg to his calf, the cold, sticky sensation sending a chill down his spine.
"Let's discuss this some more. Don't you want to know what message Xiaolan asked me to pass on to you, Xiaomei?"
Jiang Yang's head was turned to the side by a slap that was cold and damp.
The silver thread trembled again.
"Hiss~ Don't hit someone in the face, sister~"
Jiang Yang gasped, his fingertip brushing against his lips, where a drop of blood remained. He looked aggrieved and said, "It's all broken."
Don't mention her to me!
"If you don't want to talk about it, then why did you hit me!"
"Who told you to insist on bringing her this?"
"If I don't deliver it to her, I'll just die in her hands."
"Then you'll die by my hand."
"No, can't I just not die?"
The two started arguing like elementary school students.
From Xiao Lan's rambling complaints, Jiang Yang pieced together the truth about what happened on the train back then.
Xiaolan and Xiaomei are twins, and the two sisters have never gotten along.
That time, they had to travel to the city where their parents worked across provinces, which led to them unexpectedly boarding an abandoned train together.
Xiao Lan was the first one chosen.
The girl's fear led her to hand over Xiaomei's ID card when the train conductor checked it.
"Alright, now that you've heard the story, I should call you Xiaomei now."
Xiao Mei slumped into her chair in anger, unable to resist rolling her eyes. "Say whatever you want."
She's been working odd jobs wherever she can find a place for six years, and her days of being unable to leave seem endless. What does a name mean to her?
"Okay, Xiaomei," Jiang Yang casually tossed his ID card into Xiaomei's arms, "Then I'm off, bye-bye~"
A message popped up on the panel indicating that the mission was complete. After he finished speaking, a silver thread wrapped around his waist from behind and quickly dragged him backward.
Returning an ID card was just a side task; Jiang Yang approached Xiao Mei mainly to distract her and buy time.
"You!" Xiao Mei roared in fury.
Fortunately, the cards scattered on both sides formed a semi-encircling arc in front of Jiang Yang, perfectly blocking the attack.
One observer couldn't help but complain about Ji Yang: "He's stingy when he uses his talent, but he's afraid that Jiang Yang will get hurt in the slightest when he uses it."
"Still biting me!"
A sharp, stabbing pain shot through Jiang Yang's leg. He shook his leg forcefully, sending the nematodes flying. Xiao Mei's complexion worsened.
Jiang Yang and Ji Yang stood under the door frame. Jiang Yang asked loudly, "Can we talk now? If not, I'm taking my phone and leaving."
Feeling manipulated, Xiaomei angrily walked through the window and into the kitchen.
"I'm coming over, close the door!"
"Ji Yang, you go out first," Jiang Yang said, leaving himself a way out.
"What about this one?" Ji Yang asked, waving his wrist while holding his phone.
Xiao Mei couldn't help but rush forward, while Ji Yang took the opportunity to step back, one foot already outside the door.
"Give it to me," Jiang Yang said, taking it from Ji Yang's hand.
Before closing the door, Ji Yang warned in a deep voice, "Don't touch Jiang Yang again."
Bang!
"Don't... touch... Jiang... Yang... anymore!"
Xiao Mei raised her hands and made a funny face at Ji Yang's back with her hands on either side of her head. Her left hand was empty, which made Jiang Yang feel a little guilty.
Xiao Mei scoffed, "Don't think I don't know he cut it."
"Then why don't you think about getting revenge on him instead of hitting me?"
"What can I do if I'm not as skilled as him? Besides, it's just a broken hand. I can get it fixed and it'll still work. When you go out later, remember to tell him that he'll give me at least a 20% discount on the repair cost."
"You two know each other?"
Xiao Mei gave a disgusted look. "No, where did you come from, you mongrel? You're not even qualified to join Mou Guang. He's the president of Mou Guang!"
The president of a labor union has considerable authority in adjudication.
In particular, Xiaomei is a frequent recipient of support in matters such as post-trial maintenance.
"Alright, give me your phone, and you guys should leave now."
"Why are you taking your phone if you can't even go out?"
Jiang Yang only dared to try it out with Ji Yang after discovering that all the black mist deliberately avoided the area in front of the door. Moreover, judging from Xiao Mei's appearance, she seemed very afraid of being discovered by the things outside the door, or... being awake.
After all, what the Bright Sanatorium needs is an NPC who serves food in the kitchen.
So... the black mist is a protective mechanism triggered by Xiaomei herself after sensing danger...
The ringtone is once again the anchor point that wakes Xiaomei up...
Could it be because Xiaomei and Wang Dazhi had pre-arranged when to call? That's why Wang Dazhi hesitated after seeing Xiaomei's message?
No... Xiaomei's phone was clearly on silent.
If it's muted, how can there be a ringtone when someone calls?
"What's it to you why I'm using my phone! Don't think I won't beat you up!"
Jiang Yang thought for a moment, "Look, even your sister can hire me, why don't you hire me too? Just lend me your phone, and I'll run errands for you, how about that?"
Xiao Mei's raised hand stopped in mid-air, and half a minute later she forcefully brought it down to her side.
She questioned, "Are you sure?"
"certainly."
"It doesn't seem like it's impossible."
Xiao Mei clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying, "I want you to bring those two guys to me. They dared to harm me, I'm going to kill them!"
No wonder he didn't answer the phone; he was feeling guilty.
"Can."
"Then get lost."
Xiao Mei turned around and walked towards the kitchen.
"Oh, right, she said she didn't do it on purpose, she took the wrong one."
You think I'd believe that?
"She said," Jiang Yang paused slightly.
"What if she doesn't believe me?"
After Jiang Yang finished asking the question, he felt as if the train conductor had glared at him.
The train conductor's voice, distorted and fragmented by the judgment, said, "If she doesn't believe me, just tell her..."
Jiang Yang cleared her throat, changing her tone as if imitating the coquettishness of a young train conductor.
"Believe it or not, she sent me here not only to return your ID card, but also to see if you're dead."
"Get lost. Don't worry about her, I'm doing much better than her."
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