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"Cangyi, you don't have time to prepare. Hell movies will not let you wait for a day or two for you to think carefully and ask your teammates. After you accept it, you will immediately enter the movie." Even though Qian Cangyi had agreed, Xiao Zunfeng was still explaining the current situation.

If you are not careful, maybe the result is only one more person dies.

"Are you sure you want to accept it?" Xiao Zunfeng's voice was full of contradictions. He hoped that the person on the phone would come to save him, but he did not want the other party to fall into the same danger as himself.

"Have you sent an invitation?" Qian Cang asked.

"Now." Xiao Zunfeng's voice came, followed by a beating sound, and the opposite side hung up the phone.

The surrounding environment suddenly became extremely quiet, as if it was in a silent world, without the music of raindrops colliding on the earth, and without the sharp sound of car horns that sounded from time to time.

Qian Cangyi turned his head and found that everything around him was in a state of static, as if the movie in the real world was pressed, and everything was maintained for a moment, except... Qian Cangyi.

The busy voice came from the microphone, as if prompting Qian Cangyi to put the black microphone back to its original place.

Pick.

Qian Cang reached out and put the black microphone back. He held the plastic umbrella handle of the black long pole umbrella in his right hand. The residual heat left before had dissipated at this time, leaving only a piece of coldness.

Ding Ding Ding!

The black microphone on the phone began to dance, like a rhythmic dance, one, two, three, one, two, three. A line of Chinese characters constantly scrolling appeared on the yellow-green LCD display screen beside the microphone.

[The movie "Old Life", when you pick up the microphone, you agree, leave the phone booth and refuse, there is only one chance.]

Tips for Hell Movies.

If you choose to put it in front of Qian Cang, pick up the representative and accept it, ignore the representative's rejection, he can still make a choice without anyone interfering with it.

Qian Cang let go of his right hand and placed it on his left chest. He could clearly feel his heart beating, full of vitality and vitality.

He let go of his right hand and leaned his back against the transparent cover on the left side. Then his left hand grabbed the black microphone with a trace of warmth. The next second, his biceps contracted, and his hand picked up the microphone and put it in his ear. "Hey!" He greeted him, his voice relaxed, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

Several purple snake lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the streets. At the same time, the originally still heavy rain poured down. Coupled with the thunder that came later, the originally silent streets suddenly became deafening, like hundreds of firecrackers ignited at the same time.

A black SUV passed through the street, and the driver was smoking a cigarette. The rain outside the window made him feel upset. Suddenly, somehow, the ashes that had not yet dissipated had suddenly fallen from their collar. The driver lies down and quickly put the cigarette down and then reaches for a photo.

At this moment, he did not see the telephone booth that looked extremely conspicuous under lightning, nor did he see the young man standing in front of the telephone booth to answer the phone.

"Huh, forget it, I won't rush anymore, and it won't go well." The driver grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, slowed down slightly, and started turning.

Another lightning flashed through the sky, illuminating the streets again and illuminating the telephone booth. However, the young man who was still answering the phone before was not in front of the telephone booth. The black microphone originally placed beside the young man's ear was hanging in the air and slowly shaking left and right. The black long pole umbrella leaning against the shield slowly slid down, landing on the ground, and rolling down.

Darkness once again enveloped the street until the next lightning flashed, and the red telephone booth that suddenly appeared on the sidewalk never seemed to exist, leaving no trace.

...

The white clouds slowly moved away, and the sunlight spread again on Xiao Zunfeng. He was standing next to the trash can. Just now, there was a red telephone booth in front of him. Passers-by in front of the sidewalk kept walking by him, but no passerby noticed his strangeness just now.

"How is it? Are you here?" A young man in a black jacket stood behind Xiao Zunfeng. "You were not using the call for help to say goodbye to someone, right? You might as well ask me to say goodbye to that girl." The young man put his hands in the pocket of the jacket. After saying what he had just said, he stretched out his hand and stroked the slanted bangs on his forehead, and the broken eyebrows that were originally blocked by the bangs showed their exposed.

"Fable, I'm not the kind of person you think, I still want to live." Xiao Zuanfeng turned around and showed his tiger teeth to the fable.

Then, Xiao Zunfeng turned his head and looked at the white building in front of him. There were four big red characters from Sunshine Hospital on the top of the building. These four characters shone brightly in the sunlight and looked even more eye-catching.

"That." The Fable spoke, but he swallowed it back when he was at his mouth.

"What's the matter?" asked Xiao Zunfeng.

"Before Jing Ke died, he told me that if he was not sure, he would not ask someone to come, so as not to save his life." The fable couldn't help but recall the scene when he first entered the movie. He never expected that the gentle squint eyes were actually a murderer.

"I have confidence in him." Xiao Zunfeng threw down this sentence and walked into the Sunshine Hospital.

"I don't care, I don't know him..." Fable spread his hands, "I think it's better for us to try to surrender, maybe we can survive." Seeing Xiao Zunfeng go further and further, he hurriedly chased after him.

...

The darkness comes and goes quickly, and the feeling of dizziness disappears in an instant.

Qian Cangyi found himself sitting at a lead-gray desk.

On the desk, a piece of A4-sized light yellow letter paper was neatly placed about 30cm from the edge of the table. The letter paper was filled with neat regular characters, and on the right side of the letter paper was a wooden yellow envelope.

Qian Cangyi picked up the envelope. The two words Shen Yu were written in the middle of the front of the envelope, followed by a space, and then there was three words written in the letter Mr. collects. The signature name of the envelope was Su Wenshan, and the sender's address was Sunshine Hospital No. 08 Xieyang Road, Shenzi City. He pointed the envelope's seal at himself, and there was no letter paper left behind. After that, he looked at the back of the envelope again, and there was no special attention.

After checking the envelope, Qian Cangyi picked up the letter paper.

[Mr. Shen Yu, do you still remember what I told you a while ago? I found a little clue, and now I am looking for clues to continue investigating. Although your imagination is very rich, I must not have thought of any clues I found.]

[As your pen pal, I am very happy to be able to share the secret in my heart with you. In fact, before telling you this secret, no one knows this secret except an annoying guy. Oh, by the way, that guy is called Zuo Di. I am investigating with him, but in addition to finding clues, we also encountered some trouble.]

[If you don’t know what the secret I said when you see this, you can first look at the letter I sent to you before, which is written on it.]

[In order not to waste your time, let’s take a look at the letter I sent before, otherwise you will definitely not understand what I mean next.]
Chapter completed!