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Night falls, in the dormitory.

Song Shuhang climbed into bed early to rest.

Tubor, Li Yangde and some of Gao are playing an ancient camp match game.

These three guys had no lower limit when playing games. The three of them also opened an account on Song Shuhang's computer and hung up an enemy camp. Then the two of them opened up a black shop very high and bullied the passers-by.

Song Shuhang shook his head in contempt and turned on his phone and entered Jiuzhou No. 1 group to refresh. Rarely, today the group is quiet and quiet, even the North River dispersed people do not speak.

The monks are busy too, except the North River scatters.

“By the way, I found the dossier you asked me to check. Of the Jiangnan regional pharmacies registered in the National General System of Traditional Chinese Medicine, only one sells the medicines you want, and only one sells them. I also posted for you in forums and other places, and I will have news for you tomorrow. By then, I'll have all the pharmacy addresses pissed off at you.” Li Yangde said, shamelessly shrinking the game in his hand and opening a small, self-made auxiliary plugin.

We need to open a black shop and hang out. Can you be more shameless?

Song Shuhang hey laughed: “Thank you, Comrade Yang De! ”

“Sincerely, your grandfather.” Li Yangde was furious.

Soon after, at the end of the first round, three guys with black stores and plug-ins actually lost!

“With his grandfather, they also open black shops.” Tubo shouted.

This battle game is quite ancient and Song Shuhang remembers having it since elementary school. Players willing to stay and play are old adulterers. Highly skilled, out-of-the-box, and bottomless abyss.

“We can't live. Let's change the precinct. Why are there so many shameless people running black shops these days?” A certain dissatisfaction with Gao.

Do you know how shameless it is to open a black shop?

Book sailing on the bed watching the roommates change the area to keep the darkness open, and he said, "By the way, Tubo, are you still with the electric shock stick you modified last semester? ”

“Still there, then I modified it a few more times, and the power was pretty powerful.” When Tubor talked about modifying things, the whole crowd got excited.

He was born to flip things, big enough to be a motorcycle, small enough to be a laser pen, and he flipped them.

Song Shuhang asked: “Can I borrow it for a few days, and can you make the power of the electric stick a little more? The bigger the better. ”

“The power is even more limited, after all, it is civilian. Why, did someone offend you? Want to give him 100,000 volts?” Tu Wei questioned.

“Yes, and he offended me so hard that I was ready to dump him in the East Sea.” Song Shuhang smiled and said: “In a few days, I may be going on an adventure with my sister in the old forest of Shenzhen Mountain. I hear it is a place like the rainforest, and I feel that it would be safer to bring something to defend myself. ”

Except in the face of Zhao Yaya, Song Shuhang usually lies without blushing.

When he said that, Lin Tu Bolton's eyes lit up - because he knew that Zhao Yaya's sister had no interest in going on adventures in the old forest in the deep mountains.

So Song Shuhang is talking about a sister with long legs?

Tupo immediately remembered Yoshiko Yu, who at first glance was an adventurous person. Last time, Song Shuhang traveled thousands of miles to J City to find some ghost lamp temple.

Suddenly, he stopped playing games and turned around and asked, "Was that your sister in J City the last time? ”

“That's her.” Song Shuhang replied - When people lie, they often have to supplement the first lie with more lies.

“Book Sailing, take me on this jungle adventure! Besides, if you don't mind, you can call me brother-in-law from today on. I don't mind at all!” Lin Tu Bo is a straight path.

During the conversation, his game character was dropped by fire seconds.

Ko screamed, “Dead, Bo! You're dead! You're dead! ”

Li Yangde pushed his glasses. "Bo, I just turned on the recording. Although I don't think your sister is Zhao Ya's sister, but... just send what you just said to Zhao Ya and it will do the same. ”

So...

“Here you go, Bobby.” Li Yangde and Ko are pushing glasses at the same time.

Teammates are Li Yangde's specialty, both in the game and in reality.

“You're still human!” Dusty Face: “How did I know you two bitches? ”

At this time, Song Shuhang's phone rang.

He touched the phone and, coincidentally, Zhao Yaya called.

“It's Zhao Yaya's phone.” Song Shuhang laughed: “Tubo, I'm calling you brother-in-law now, dare you answer? ”

Tubo felt a hidden pain and his orbit was wet: "Brother, can I call you Brother? ”

Song Shuhang smiled and answered the phone: “Sister, what are you looking for so late? ”

“Can't I call you if I'm okay?” Zhao Yaya's voice is gasping: “Come out and do me a favor, I am located on Old Six Horse Street outside of Jiangnan University. Next door is the back door of the gauze wedding photo studio. You know where it is? ”

Song Shuhang frowned slightly, but soon recovered: “Understood, what needs to be brought over? ”

“No, it's just a personal favor. Just come quick.” Zhao Yaya replied.

“Coming right up.” Song Shuhang up the phone and quickly put on black long sleeves.

Then he grabbed under his bed and got up and asked, "I'm going out. Do you want to bring something? ”

"“ Bring some evening snacks, "cried Tubo. ”

“And a large iced cola. ”

“OK!” Song Shuhang waved, grabbed his wallet and quickly disappeared into the night.

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……

As soon as he left the dormitory, Song Shuhang's face immediately subsided.

That phone, the number is Zhao Yaya's, the voice is very similar to Zhao Yaya's at first sight... but that is definitely not Zhao Yaya's voice.

Song Shuhang is too familiar with Zhao Yaya's voice, including some of her clichés, speed of speech, and even some speech habits that she herself did not notice.

The voice on the phone just now is a little louder than Zhao Yaya's, and the tone of conversion is a little different at the end of each sentence. You can still hear some dullness and dryness when listening carefully.

Not Zhao Yaya, but using her phone and voice to call herself out... would you believe him if he said he didn't mean anything?

Is that the ‘killer' companion who, after failing to do something to himself, immediately does it to the people around him?

These damn guys... they're here after all!

Book Sailing arrives at Old Six Horse Street at the fastest speed.

Instead of going directly to the gauze wedding photo studio, he came to the Guoxin building, 200 meters away, and climbed up to the window of the aisle on the seventh floor of the building.

From here, you can see the location of the gauze wedding photo studio, while Song Shu Shipping spiritual strength, using the 'vigilance’ spiritual doors to strengthen your senses and hide your breath.

Ever since he cultivated the base boxing matrix, his eyes have beaten those of the telescope. Even under the influence of the night, something 200 meters away is still as clear in his eyes as a HD film.

Old Six Horse Street used to be a prosperous pedestrian street, but now, with the establishment of the new Six Horse Street, the prosperity of the old district faded away, and it was no longer lively. After nightfall, only a few shops on the street opened their doors to guests, and pedestrians were among the few.

Located in the southeast of Old Six Horse Street, the location of the Gazette Wedding Photo Gallery, besides the street lights, only the lights in the Wedding Photo Gallery are lit and there is no smoke nearby.

Song Shuhang quickly discovered Zhao Yaya's figure, at a time when she was between the wedding photography studio and the greening forest.

Under the cover of lush green forests, she leaned on a stone chair next to the neighborhood's green belt, her eyes closed and she was in a sleepy coma.

And sitting in Zhao Yaya's body, standing a thin tall man.

Men are about one meter, eight, three, skinny. Long arms, obviously a bigger amputation than the average person. The man wears a pair of sunglasses on his face, and his lips are thick, kind of like a swollen sausage.

He plays with a woman's phone in his hand.