Chapter 117

Looking at the handwriting on the paper that gradually became more and more crazy, and then suddenly became regular and smooth, Wen Jianyan felt a chill creeping up his back.

Judging from the content, this note was probably written by an employee of Fantasy Amusement Park.

He was obviously also suffering from very serious mental pollution, and the content he wrote was scrawled and confusing, with a strange sense of impact.

He leaned down and looked towards the place where he had just pulled out the note.

The piece of wood had become loose, and the sharp edges were stained with large brown marks. Fragments of fingernails were faintly visible among the dried blood, as if they had been forcibly dug out with nails.

It seemed that when he sat on this chair, the other party's mental state had deteriorated to a certain extent, and he almost had to sacrifice his fingers to stuff the note in.

Wen Jianyan returned the chair to its original position and fell into deep thought.

First of all, do you believe the content of the note?

I'm afraid it's half and half.

After all, the mental state of writing has become extremely crazy. Wen Jianyan himself has been contaminated before, and he can personally understand the fearful feeling of chaos.

The information transfer completed in this situation must be treated with caution.

In any case, this note brought him a new perspective and thinking, which was indeed a great contribution.

Next, you need to confirm your guess.

Wen Jianyan stood up, stuffed the note into his pocket, and then took out his cell phone to send a message to Wen Ya.

She is on the deck now, and she is accompanied by Huang Mao, an expert in finding things with excellent eyesight. Apart from him, I am afraid no one can find the so-called hidden picture.

on deck.

All work also stopped, and staff members wearing tacky clothes came below the deck and scanned the matching badges on the chests of all employees one by one.

"Buzz."

At this moment, Wen Ya's cell phone vibrated twice.

She casually raised her eyes and glanced at the frog not far away who was scanning the sign with an instrument. After confirming that the other party was far away from her, she secretly opened her phone and looked at the text message Wen Jianyan had just sent her.

...Picture? On the deck?

Wen Ya was startled.

After that, he bumped Huang Mao on the side with his elbow and showed him the content on the screen of his mobile phone covertly.

"..."

After seeing the content on the phone screen, Huang Mao exuded an aura of loveless resentment.

The area of ​​​​the deck is not large, but it is definitely not small. In addition, there are so many instruments and pipes. If you want to find a picture without any characteristics, just something that can be stuffed into a certain gap...

…

It's just too difficult.

He is just an eye, not an all-powerful Doraemon!

However, even so, Huang Mao knew that under this situation, all of them were grasshoppers on the same line. Even if it was difficult to meet the requirements, he had to try his best to complete it.

He sighed in the suit and began to change the angle constantly, trying to scan everything he could see on the deck with his eyes, trying to find the "picture" Wen Jianyan had entrusted.

Just as the hopes in his heart were failing little by little, Huang Mao's eyes suddenly stopped.

His eyes fell on a point not far away.

I saw a faint trace of white paper on the side close to the cable, at the junction of a wooden board and the pipe.

...Could that be it?!

Huang Mao's spirit perked up.

He gestured to Wen Ya on the side and pointed in the direction of the piece of paper.

Listen to the elegance and understand it with your heart.

She carefully glanced at the positions of the other croaks, and then moved step by step in the direction of the picture. However, before moving a few steps, the croaks not far away suddenly turned around, and Wen Ya froze in the distance.

However, the croaks' eyes didn't seem to stay on her.

They appear to have completed scanning all employees.

One of them pressed the instrument in his hand, and the next second, a mechanical female voice sounded, echoing in the air: "No. 32486, No. 32492, No. 32495... Employee No. 32450, please step forward."

Wen Ya was startled and looked down at her doll clothes.

Her symbol is 32492, which is one of the numbers that was just read.

This is bad.

"..."

Wenya bravely walked out of the queue, lined up with the other employees whose numbers were read, and walked forward step by step.

???

Huang Mao, who was left behind in the team, panicked.

Eh? Wait?! Why are you gone?! Who will get the picture if you leave!!!

As Wen Ya walked forward, she nodded slightly towards Huang Mao, indicating that she would leave it to him next.

Huang ‘Mao’: “…”

He watched with panic on his face as Wen Ya's back got further and further away from him. His feet instantly felt cold and his whole body felt numb.

This... this, this, this...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh no!!

However, his panicked gaze did not change the situation, and he could only watch the other party gradually move away.

The only person who can get the picture... is him.

Fortunately, the croaks followed the employees and left the deck.

Huang Mao took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, moved step by step in the direction of the picture, and finally came to the cable.

But after just a few steps, he was so frightened that he was sweating all over. His yellow hair was trembling as he dug open the wooden board, pulled out the note, and held it in his hand.

No surprises.

He breathed a sigh of relief and backed away slowly.

His heel tripped on something, and Huang Mao stumbled. An "ouch" escaped his mouth and disappeared into the air.

In an instant, his whole body froze.

[Article 2 of the Corsair Employee Code: Your work and workload on the pirate ship are not fixed. Please use the ringing of the copper bell as a sign of work handover, and please do not communicate verbally with other sailors]

Huang Mao stiffened and looked over one by one.

Except for the roar of the machine, the entire deck was silent. The employees wearing various suits all turned around at some point, and each plush cover was facing him directly, and countless eyes were focused on him.

on the body.

Including guagua.

Oops, too bad.

Oh no, no, no, no, no –

Two green croaks came over, one on the left and the other on the right, holding Huang Mao, who was already scared to death, and dragged him into the team.

The entire process remained extremely quiet.

Wenya looked at Huang Mao who was being dragged and walked towards the cabin with him, and her heart sank involuntarily.

The other party broke the rules, so they were taken away together.

She glanced at all the employees around her, and it seemed that...all those whose numbers were called had made mistakes in previous work sessions.

In this case, I'm afraid what they are about to go is not going anywhere.

Wen Ya followed the team and continued moving forward calmly, pressing the text message sent to Wen Jianyan in his pocket.

At the same time, inside the cabin.

Wen Jianyan opened the text message and his expression involuntarily shuddered.

The text message is very short, there is nothing more than the content, only three letters: [sos]

He stuffed his phone back into his pocket, lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Xian, Wenya and the others are in danger.

He recalled a line from the note he had just found: "Here we will be sorted."

Could it be...

Are employees being classified outside now? According to what standards?

There is too much information at hand for Wen Jianyan to draw direct conclusions.
To be continued...