Chapter 292

Yilin and Xing Fei left the TV station as soon as possible.

Perhaps only he himself can understand the real meaning of that "forget it".

When you leave.

Xing Fei pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, still unwilling.

"We just left?"

"Otherwise?"

"Green let them kill him!"

Yilin smiled: "don't forget the main task."

"Huh?"

"The main task says to kill green, but it doesn't say to kill green personally. In other words, it can be regarded as a team task. No matter who killed Green, everyone can complete the task at the same time. It's just that the task evaluation is different."

"What we want is the evaluation of this task!" Xing Fei is very sad and sorry.

Oh, drink?

Is this boy ambitious?

Yilin looked at Xing Feigao for a moment.

He had noticed that when Xing Fei came up, he had a pair of pure white gloves on his hands.

Although on the way, Xing Fei has quietly hidden his gloves.

That strange glove is probably related to Xing Fei's ability.

And Yilin also noticed that there was a strange trace on the ground at the door of the TV station. The texture of the ground gives people a very contrary feeling, which is incompatible with the normal ground.

Although he said it, Xing Fei didn't hesitate. They returned to the door of Judy hotel again.

After calculating the time, Yilin said, "if that 'green' is really the goal of the task, now we should receive the prompt of task completion."

Xing Fei nodded. In fact, he also thought of it and said, "yes. Therefore, the 'green' is not the green we are looking for."

"The real main task can't be so simple. The people they killed in the whole TV station have no resistance at all. Even, there is no one on the surface in this town, which can have a little resistance. Don't you think that as a trial, the overall combat effectiveness of this town is too weak?"

Xing Fei was stunned.

What Yilin said is very reasonable.

And you shouldn't miss it.

Suddenly.

Xing Fei thought of his experience last night, which scared him out of sleep all night. His eyebrows wrinkled, his glasses flashed and lit up. He was very wise.

"Could it be... Night!"

"Oh, that's right. If you're right, night is the real danger."

Yilin came to a conclusion.

Xing Fei lowered his head and muttered, "that is to say, the goal of the real main task... Green, will appear only at night? What the hell is this?"

"But..." Yi Lin's voice turned: "it may not be safe during the day."

Xing Fei slowly made a question mark.

Yilin smiled: "that woman has the ability of assassination. Pay attention to the shadow around her."

Xing Fei was so frightened that his back was cold that he rubbed and risked the cold: "assassination?"

As he spoke, Xing Fei subconsciously looked at the shadow behind him and stared at it for a while. Seeing that the shadow didn't twist around strangely, he whispered, "isn't it? Didn't we provoke them?"

"Oh, who knows?"

After the two returned to Judy's Hotel, Judy extended a warm welcome to Yilin and invited him into the house.

Yilin politely said that she was tired and in poor condition and needed to rest.

Judy knows that men are always tired. So Judy implicitly expressed regret.

At this time, Yilin thought of the picture torn in two... Starry sky.

Then he asked Judy, "does your son like painting very much?"

Judy curled her mouth.

I think it's a bit bad for this man to mention his son at this time.

But Judy nodded: "like it or not, but I don't know what he's painting all day. He's strange and doesn't like making friends. By the way, how do you know?"

"Guess. Hehe."

With that, Yilin went upstairs.

I didn't sleep all night, and after a busy day, Yilin was a little sleepy, so he called Bai Xiaoyi out, watched the wind in the room, and took a nap with his eyes narrowed on the bed.

Although his attribute values have exceeded those of ordinary human beings, he is still human after all, so people can't help eating and sleeping.

When the situation is not clear, it is safer to let Bai Xiaoyi stare for the sake of safety.

After squinting for a while, Yilin woke up vaguely. Seeing that he had consumed a lot of psionic power, he put Bai Xiaoyi away and silently restored his psionic power.

In a trance, he remembered what dream he had when he was sleeping. But when he woke up, Yilin couldn't remember at all.

Yilin was refreshed.

When I went downstairs, I just saw Judy dressed up and ready to go out.

Yilin was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Judy, are you going out?"

Judy gave Yilin a look. I hate it. It's not because of you.

However, she naturally wouldn't say what she thought, so she casually said, "go to the neighbor's house."

In the eyes of the town residents, everyone is a neighbor. Anyway, the town is small and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Where's the hotel?"

"Oh, anyway, there are no other guests except you. By the way, I heard there was an accident on the TV station. Don't run around. It's bad if you think it's a suspicious person."

Andy remembered it and kindly reminded him.

"I see."

Yilin promised to come down.

They are suspicious people.

After Judy left.

Yilin was idle and looked around behind the counter to see if he could find any clues.

At this time, Yilin raised his head and looked at the lucky totem named "green" hanging on the wall.

After thinking about it, Yilin took the bleeding jasmine and poked it on the totem.

Boo.

It's broken.

There is a hole in the totem.

But nothing special happened.

"No surprises."

In fact, to tell the truth, Yilin hopes that something can happen if this knife goes on.

After all, the beginning of this copy is a little dull.

It's so dull that Yilin is not used to it.

Yilin nodded, looked as usual and put away the knife.

Dudu Dudu——

At this point.

There was a shrill horn outside.

"Oh, here it is."

A child with brown curly hair, carrying a schoolbag, walked into the hotel.

The little boy approached and found a strange and bad looking man standing in Judy's usual position. He was stunned, and then asked timidly, "where are Judy and Judy?"

"Your mother said she went to the neighbor's house."

"Oh."

Alan nodded and ran out to play at this time. It's really Judy's style.

Thinking of this, Alan went into the first floor room alone, sat down silently on the dining table, casually felt out a pair of unfinished paintings and a box of crayons from his schoolbag, and buried himself in serious painting.

Shashasha——

It's quiet around.

In the whole hotel, it seemed that only Allen's young little hand clenched the crayon and scratched on the paper.

In fact, Xing Fei's snore sounded from time to time upstairs, but Yilin selectively ignored the past.

Shashasha——

Alan is still painting.

To be honest.

Alan really has no talent for painting.

Elaine stood silently behind Allen without saying a word.

After studying for a long time and racking his brains, he could barely see that Allen drew three people with a brush.

A woman, a child, a man.

There's something wrong with the proportion.

The head is so hot and prominent. Normally, it is difficult to associate with "people" at a glance.

It may be more appropriate to describe it with a big head monster.

No wonder Judy would say that her son's painting is "strange".

This comment is very pertinent and moisture-free.

Alan finished the big head monster carefully, thought about it, and drew two exaggerated and distorted smiling faces on the faces of women and children.

Finish work.

Allen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his "work" with satisfaction.

He even wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead with his hand covered with pen wax of various colors, as if doing so would make him feel more hardworking and hardworking.

"Judy hasn't come back yet."

Alan said to himself.

He turned around and found a man standing behind him. He was so frightened that his hair stood up and screamed. But soon, Allen spread out his hands, posed as a hen protecting the chicks, and protected the hard drawn picture behind his back, like protecting his children.

"You, you, when did you come?"

"A long time." Yilin smiled and tried to make himself look more kind: "it's a good painting."

"Really?" Alan's eyes lit up: "Judy always said I didn't draw well."

"She has no eyes."

"Uh huh..." Alan nodded subconsciously, and then gave birth to a trace of vigilance. He looked at Yilin, shook his head and said, "don't say Judy like that. Judy is not a bad person."

Oh, good boy.

Erin touched Allen's curly brown hair.

Allen subconsciously wanted to avoid, but somehow, when he wanted to avoid, his hand had rubbed up. Allen didn't notice the other party's malice and couldn't hide, so he had to reluctantly accept the other party's move.

But the uncle said I painted well?

With that in mind, Allen was less tangled.

My painting is really good?

Think again, this looks a little scary, strange uncle, it's not so terrible.

Yilin saw that the vigilance in the child's eyes faded. He was very satisfied with his communication ability, so he smiled and asked, "what's your name?"

"Alan."

"Ellen, you painted a family of three?"

When talking about his paintings, Allen came to his senses. I don't seem to care about the fact that the strange corn in front of me is a stranger.

He pointed to the flat picture on the table, pointed to the woman with red lips in a skirt and said, "this is Judy."

Soon he pointed to the small child in the middle: "this is Alan."

When he pointed to the adult who didn't draw a face, he hesitated and didn't speak.

Yilin was silent for a moment. Although he felt a little cruel, he asked for information: "is he your father?"

Alan's thin lips closed tightly, and his fingers twisted hard at the corner of the table... They didn't move.

A moment later.

Alan whispered, "he's green."

Yilin's pupil shrank sharply.

At the same time.

Somewhere in green town.

A house.

There was a mess inside.

A man fell in a pool of blood and his body was crushed into a serious disease.

in the house.

Fifty six and seventy-three, a man and a woman, smoked silently on the sofa next to the body.

Next to him, the strong 81 was lying on a scarred woman, like an engine, the piston sounded and spiraled into the sky.

Pop pop pop——

The woman's cry became weaker and weaker. Suddenly, she screamed, and there was no sound at all.

"Ah, why is it broken? This bone can't stand tossing?"

In the corner.

A girl in a white dress, from beginning to end, witnessed her father being flattened by a hammer and her mother being slapped to death. Her eyes were full of blood and panic.

Suddenly.

With all her strength, she struggled to get up from the corner and ran away from the house.

Eighty one looked at the girl's running back and didn't care. He laughed and climbed up from the twisted body under him: "ah, run."

With a calm face, he pressed the cigarette end on the wet and sticky "meat cake" on the ground and snuffed it out.

"Eighty one, to tell you the truth, I have always despised your taste."

Seventy three raised his hand with a cold expression: "agree."

"Tut tut Tut, you don't understand. This thing must be as experienced as possible. Who knows how to use it. Young girl... You slap her ass and she looks confused. Unfortunately, as the power attribute gets higher and higher, few people can stand the toss."

"Oh, by the way, 73, you are a woman. You really don't understand. Oh, I'll take a bath. When I'm finished, I'll discuss how to complete the main task."

With that, 81 grinned, showing a bright smile, humming an unknown tune and walking towards the bathroom.

Hearing the speech, the corners of 73's mouth tilted slightly.