Chapter 40 Camera

"Doctor," the fat man scratched his chubby face, looking a little embarrassed, "Do you mean that the purpose of the pajamas girl and Chen Xiaomeng is the same?"

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes at him.

Indeed.

Thinking carefully, the two people's behavior is indeed similar. They have both used the rules in the mission to attack their teammates.

In the last mission, Chen Xiaomeng killed Fan Li.

If it weren't for Jiang Cheng's wit, he and he would have to follow Fan Li's footsteps.

Now think about it, Sister Nuan's death may also have an unclear relationship with this woman.

And the pajamas girl killed the cheongsam girl in the same dormitory.

In the only two missions, they encountered almost the same behavior of killing teammates, which can't be explained by accidental events.

The pajamas girl is the same as Chen Xiaomeng.

They must have some purpose.

Thinking of the fact that the cheongsam girl's body had been searched, Jiang Cheng's first reaction was that they were looking for something.

The fat man also realized this.

Willing to let them take such a big risk means that this thing is very important, and it is likely related to the current predicament they are facing.

"Could it be something that can help us escape from the nightmare?" The fat man asked cautiously, "At the beginning of the mission, this thing will be randomly given to one of us, and then the one who gets it will survive and leave in the end."

"Just like what often happens in the game."

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and nodded, "It's possible, but it's not accurate. If we say that getting this thing will increase our chances of survival, it might be more appropriate."

There is no way to verify the guess so far, so the two did not delve into it.

They continued to walk towards the equipment room.

With Jiang Cheng leading the way, they soon found the equipment room.

It was at the other end of the school, in a remote location.

On a low bungalow, there was a sign of the Equipment Management Center.

It was still the old sliding window design from decades ago, with iron bars erected on the windows, which were rusty.

The iron-clad gate was the same, with iron sheets rolled up at the corners.

But fortunately, it was not as rusty as the fence.

Because it was coated with a thin layer of metal zinc.

Time seemed to be particularly fascinated by this place. The traces of the years could be seen everywhere. The fat man blinked and said: When he was very young, his grandmother's house in the county town looked like this.

Jiang Cheng looked around and walked over with the fat man without saying much.

Just as he was about to enter the gate, the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

A woman's face appeared in front of the two.

"Come in."

The woman turned back while speaking, with her back to the two, as if leading the way.

It was the ponytail woman in room 406.

Her voice was slightly hoarse, but not rough.

A strange feeling suddenly surged in the fat man's heart.

He actually felt that the woman and this environment were inexplicably matched.

It was as if he was still at his grandmother's house many years ago, on a gloomy afternoon, and the moist sand in the red clay flowerpot.

Jiang Cheng, who was walking beside him, glanced at him sideways and said nothing.

The space in the equipment room was larger than Jiang Cheng had imagined. They passed through a yard covered with fine sand.

In one corner of the yard, there were randomly piled up tables and chairs for students, but it seemed that these tables and chairs should have been abandoned and had no repair value.

Next to the wall was a glass blackboard with a broken corner. The poster on it was blurred, and only the first and last two words could be vaguely seen.

A "no".

And a "come".

"Doctor," the fat man called Jiang Cheng softly, and then removed the latter from the state of thinking.

Jiang Cheng retracted his sight and found that the room in the yard was their destination.

The ponytail woman, the middle-aged man in the vest who shared the room, and another man were all here.

The pajamas woman that the fat man had been thinking about hid behind everyone, looking nervous and scared, pulling the hem of her pajamas with both hands, and her eyes were full of drama.

But there was no man in a suit and a peaked cap.

"No matter how many of you come, it's useless," a man's voice sounded, old but full of energy, obviously not a teammate in this mission.

"I've said what I should say, your equipment is delivered like this, it has nothing to do with me."

The lighting here is poor, so the two did not see the person in the dark at the first time.

Jiang Cheng suddenly narrowed his eyes.

It was an elderly man, about 65 years old, with an abnormally pale skin, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time.

His body was unnaturally hunched, but his eyes gave people an illusion that could not be ignored.

The old man took a step towards Jiang Cheng.

At this time, everyone realized that the old man seemed to have problems with his legs and feet. Not only was it difficult to walk, but he also held a wooden cane in his left hand.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at Ponytail.

"We said we came to pick up the equipment, but we found that there was a problem with the camera," Ponytail said concisely.

Except for her, the faces of the others were not very good, especially the middle-aged man in the vest, who gnashed his teeth and seemed to want to beat the old man up to vent his anger.

After hearing that there was a problem with the equipment, the fat man took the initiative to come forward and asked, "What's the problem?"

The ponytail gestured to another man to bring the equipment over.

After turning on the camera, the man pointed at the lens and said, "Moisture has entered it."

The fat man blinked, "Is this serious?"

"Well," the man exhaled, and from his expression he knew that this matter was not simple, "It will seriously affect the shooting effect. If it is just a little bit, it's okay, but now you can see the tiny water droplets condensed inside the lens. Generally, in this case, you can consider buying a new lens."

"Don't you have a spare one?"

"Yes, but it's not as good as this one," the man whispered, "This is what we have selected."

Oops

They came to shoot the anniversary celebration, but now the camera has a problem.

The man bit his lip and whispered, "I'm afraid this is not an accident. Someone deliberately tampered with it." He took out the camera bag where the camera was placed, opened it and said to the two, "There is moisture-proof silicone inside, and this camera bag also has a certain moisture-proof function, so it is impossible for such a thing to happen in one night."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the old man, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

But the old man still looked the same, leaning on a cane, his eyes blurred, as if covered by a layer of fog.

"Where are the two people in room 405?" Jiang Cheng turned to look at Ponytail, "Why didn't I see them?"

"I don't know," Ponytail looked much calmer than the other three people, "I didn't see them when I came here, maybe they went to look for clues somewhere else."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Ponytail emphasized the word "clue" quite a bit.

And left Jiang Cheng with a side profile that seemed to have a deep meaning.