The novelist's mouth is a lie!

This is a bit incisive.

Chen Chao's eyes rolled, "Oh, this female policeman was complimenting me in a corner. This is ulterior motive. She wants to mess with my words!"

Chen Chao pointed his index finger at the glasses, and his face showed a perfect amount of shyness: "So, you want to listen to my story!"

Wang Yan nodded.

The writer's blood has always had the desire to tell stories to others. Chen Chao was deeply poisoned and could not refuse the request of a potential reader emotionally.

"But, I thought about it and felt that your insights were very insightful. The writer just had to speak with the works in his pen!" Chen Chao laughed and said, "So I changed my mind. If you want to know the answer, you have to pick up clues from my works. This is the correct way for readers and writers to communicate. Thank you very much for your reminder."

∑(っ°Д°;)っDamn it!!

Wang Yan's eyelids were twitching, and she deeply understood what it means to shoot the foot. Sure enough, she shouldn't be smart enough to answer questions for Deng Bin.

"I can't show off my psychological knowledge of the bottom of my hair. Now I'm going to wrap myself in the pit." Wang Yan's face became hot, and she felt a strong banter from the curve of Chen Chao's mouth.

Wang Yan gritted her teeth and was about to go to Deng Bin to ask for a manuscript. She wanted to take a closer look at what kind of story Chen Chao had described in words.

"By the way, remember to collect readers' feedback from Deng Bin for me. After all, the opinions of the first reader are worthy of preferential treatment." Chen Chao instructed Wang Yan's departure back.

Bang!

The door outside the corridor was closed heavily, and the slightest stinking feet rushed out irritably with Wang Yan.

"Hey, I'm still a little furious temper!" Chen Chao stretched. If Deng Bin, the old policeman, could still put some pressure on him, then Wang Yan was almost as transparent as before him.

"It should be that I understand some psychology knowledge and want to follow my logic to cliché. Unfortunately, the teacher who teaches you psychology class forgot to tell you that novelists are a group of psychology masters who are good at guessing and choreographing the inner world of characters."

Chen Chao was proud of himself, "And the suspense novelist is the best-proficient in reverse thinking among novelists!"

"No one can dig a hole and set up a condom for me unless I am willing to fall in it myself!"

After spending the boring time with Wang Yan a little, Chen Chao felt very happy.

He is now standing back to the center of the house and starting to do mechanical and rigid radio gymnastics.

This time, because he learned his lesson, he ensured that his lower body was not tattooed throughout the whole process and only exercised his upper body.

As soon as his arms and shoulders moved slightly, they made a crisp sound. Chen Chao continued to move without hesitation, while his eyes seemed dull and focused on the opposite wall.

The lenses penetrate the retinas directly reflected in their minds. Chen Chao felt like there were three surveillance images arranged side by side in their minds, allowing him to click to zoom or switch at any time.

The perspective of two of the pictures remains stationary, while the other picture is constantly shaking.

The shaking surveillance screen should correspond to the shiny glass bead in Xue Fei's pocket.

The picture in the perspective monitoring can only reveal a narrow and cramped area, which is a slit that penetrates the pocket of the trouser pocket.

To use the terms in the game, this is a crooked reconnaissance guard, and most of his vision is obscured by shadows.

The scene outside was not distinguished from the gap in the pocket, and only one arm was seen swinging back and forth as he walked, and a piece of the sky that was mapped into it.

Really sit in the sky!

The other two surveillance images have a complete field of view. One corresponds to the corridor on the third floor. It was placed on the top of the door frame of the water room by Chen Chao, facing the dim light bulb.

Now you can see the landlord and aunt working hard to clean up the garbage in the corridor.

Unlike the past who threatened residents in the building to clean the corridor, this time the landlord and aunt did not give anyone the opportunity to intervene and show their feelings. They had to do it themselves and clean any corner of the corridor.

The dim light shone on the dark corridor. The landlord and aunt lay on the ground, moved the waist of the bucket, stared at her sore eyes and cleared the cracks between the ground and the objects. She used a putty knife to cut out all the slags in the gaps on the floor, and then manually filled them with paint caulk.

The process is complete and perfect!

This is the first time that the landlord and aunt have stopped running the breakfast shop in 10 years. They are to seize all the time and redecorate the entire corridor inside and outside.

This major project has reached its end. The landlord and aunt didn't bother to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead and sprayed all the two bottles of air freshener that she had been reluctant to use in the corridor.

The cool mint smell drifted away and forced the odor that had been stagnant from the toilet for many years.

"Well, there should be nothing missing in the corridor, but to be safe, I still have to go to Chen Chao's house to take a look." The landlord and aunt was a very cautious person, so she walked to the door of 313.

The iron fence security door at the door was installed by Chen Chao himself after moving in, and the landlord and aunt did not have a spare key.

"That woman should be in the house!"

The landlord and aunt knocked on the door, and then it turned into smashing the door hard, but unfortunately no one responded to her in the room.

A broken security door could not stop the landlord, so she went downstairs to get the lock replacement tool.

In the surveillance screen that Chen Chao switched in his mind, he could see in real time how vivid the seemingly quiet room looked like a ghost.

Dynamic pictures are focused on the bedroom!

A strange mutton sneaked out of his head from the edge of the bed, and his height was measured to be about 15 cm. The round head rotated 360 degrees to detect that there was no one in the room.

A qq expression appeared on his face and then a fish jumped and stepped on the bed.

Its round belly is shining, with a thread on the surface of the skin, and a slender thread is quietly ejected into the cardboard box at the end of the bed.

There is half a box of fat house happy water there!

The Coke bottle was entangled with the throat. While lifting it up, its head was cut and fell off, revealing the scar of the bottle cap.

The swaying liquid gushed out, and the doll opened its mouth and swallowed greedily. It was obviously drinking Coke, but it had a bold and unrestrained momentum of drinking.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...

The inventory in the box was gradually bottoming out, and empty plastic bottles were tilted around the bed.

The body of the doll was dyed black like a color, and each step her two little feet left clear footprints.

It was like being drunk and running in the bedroom, on the bed, on the wall, on the ceiling, and on the computer screen, all of which were running footprints.

Suddenly!

It heard the sound of knocking outside the door, and it was instantly like using a sound-silencing technique, and tiptoed to hide under the bed...

ps: I was actually recommended, and I was inexplicably surprised. This is the official account that Aman has been looking for books for more than two years. Unexpectedly, he saw his own book and was confused and cried. It felt like he had written something he had written and had a chapter of the textbook excerpt, which was so happy.

Without any py, being pushed is a great affirmation and motivation.

So if you have children's shoes who like this book, please leave a message and give feedback on the reader's opinions, and then remind me that the starting point of this book cannot be searched. The word "suspense" is a blocking word. You need to search for the author's name to find it, or search for the author's survival guide.
Chapter completed!