Nomenclature of Night - Chapter 10 Use fire

　　 Lin Xiaoxiao is the one who created the nightmare for Qing Chen.

　　 This world has never been only a mechanical civilization, it has continued to this day, and there have always been more mysterious civilizations.

　　 And tonight, Lin Xiaoxiao created this nightmare, completely listening to Li Shutong's boss's instructions, wanting to try what kind of person Qing Chen really is.

　　 At the moment this nightmare called the "Double Ghost Dilemma", Lin Xiaoxiao wanted to try Qing Chen's courage and ability to withstand pressure, but he did not expect that Qing Chen's reaction seemed to be no longer judged by his courage and ability to withstand pressure.

　　He suddenly realized that this young man would face the crisis with the most fierce and calm attitude.

　　 At this moment, Qing Chen didn't tremble at all, nor did he have the blood and courage of ordinary people when they rose up to resist. There were only two characters condensed on his body, calm.

　　 But Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't understand. He was clearly preventing the other party from picking up the dagger, why the other party suddenly broke away from the **** of the nightmare.

　　 You know, this is his home court for Lin Xiaoxiao.

　　 At this time, Qing Chen already knew that he didn't need to go upstairs to kill people. He said to the empty living room: "Lin Xiaoxiao?"

Before the nightmare was over, Lin Xiaoxiao walked downstairs wearing a police uniform with a smile: "It's weird. You can still stay awake in this nightmare. The boss's vision is correct. You do have a lot of extraordinary things. "

　　 "Why? I didn't seem to offend you," Qing Chen puzzled.

　　 "Because the boss values ​​you, I have to know what kind of person you are, but now it seems that nightmares may have no effect on you," Lin Xiaoxiao explained while sitting on the last step of the stairs.

　　 "Is this your special ability?" Qing Chen asked.

　　 "Yes," Lin Xiao smiled and shrugged his shoulders: "It's like you have a memorable experience, I also have my ability, there is nothing to hide."

　　 Qingchen felt for a while that the world became more and more mysterious in his mind.

　　 The world where mechanics and mystics coexist did not make him feel scared, but instead made him more and more interested.

　　 And all this happening right now may be the reason why Li Shu and his peers have aloof status in this prison.

　　 Qingchen wants to explore all this, and even more wants to have it.

　　 Lin Xiaoxiao saw that Qingchen was silent, so he asked: "Are you from the Qing Group?"

　　 Qingchen did not answer this question, but instead asked, "I was given special treatment because of guessing about my identity? Why does the machine prison guard ignore you?"

"Naturally because the boss is special enough, the robotic prison guards don't care about us," Lin Xiaoxiao said: "You don't need to change the subject, let's get back to your identity. I found the surveillance video of you talking with Lu Guangyi in the evening. Those who arranged to come in were eager to get in touch with you, so I am pretty sure you are from the Qing Group."

　　 Qingshi Group... Qingchen memorized these four words.

　　 He relaxed now instead.

　　 The opponent is in this prison with his hands and eyes open to the sky. Compared with him, he is like a kid who has just learned to walk.

　　 In that case, there is no need to be too nervous.

　　Because the other party is willing to continue contacting after understanding his own situation, it means that the other party also has demands.

　　 Qingchen sat on the tattered sofa and asked in a condensed voice: "Since you are sure that I am a member of the Qing Group, why do you have to stretch out an olive branch?"

　　 "Our organization doesn't talk about backgrounds, anyone can join as long as they are like-minded," Lin Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Of course, you have to be qualified."

　　 Qingchen was stunned. The other party was doing all this to assess whether he was qualified to join?

　　 He thought that the other party wanted to cooperate with the forces behind him.

　　 "Are you going to recruit me?" Qing Chen asked in confusion.

"I didn't say that you are qualified now. To be honest, I don't think you and us are the same," Lin Xiao said with a smile: "But the boss said, there must be all kinds of people in an organization, a visionary eagle. The tiger in Zhenshan, the wolf who is good at fighting, everyone has a purpose for everyone."

　　 "Then what kind of role are you in your organization?" Qing Chen asked.

　　 Lin Xiaoxiao didn't want to answer, and immediately pretended to be a mysterious smile: "Guess?"

　　 Qingchen thought for a while and said, "The donkey of the production team?"

　　 Lin Xiaoxiao: "???"

What the hell?

　　 is not as good as a paddling fish!

　　 At this moment, Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that the other party had completely relaxed when facing this unknown nightmare and unknown self.

　　 This boy is only 17 years old.

　　 Lin Xiaoxiao curiously asked: "Qing's arranged for Lu Guangyi to come in for such a big battle, and then arranged for you to come in. What do you want to do? Or, what do you want to find?"

　　 Qingchen was thinking in his heart, I want to say I don’t know what I’m doing in here, you definitely don’t believe it...

　　This matter...you have to ask Lu Guangyi...

　　 To tell the truth, Qing Chen also thought to himself at this moment, should he find a way to find out the cause and effect?

　　 Just thinking of Lu Guangyi's words and the appearance of licking a dog, he has a headache again.

　　 "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I'll figure it out sooner or later," Lin Xiaoxiao said: "Okay, rest early. You will have to play chess with your boss tomorrow morning."

As soon as 　　's words fell, Qing Chen got out of the nightmare as soon as his eyes darkened. He slowly got up from the cell floor and lay on the cold bed not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 He looked at the heavy alloy gate, outside the door was a cold and mysterious world.

　　...

　　 The countdown to return to 20:59:21.

　　 The countdown to return to 20:59:20.

　　 In the early morning, Uncle Li sat at the dining table as usual, watching the endgame quietly.

　　 At this time, it was not time for the prisoners to leave the prison, and the whole prison was quiet.

Lin Xiaoxiao squatted on a chair and said, "Boss, I tried to test him with the twin ghost dilemma last night. Guess what, he just needs to lift the knife and kill one first... This is too murderous. It's heavier."

　　 Ye Wan frowned: "Speaking of what is enough for you, it is easy for ordinary people to fall into the twin ghost dilemma."

　　 "Don't worry," Lin Xiaoxiao said in a huff: "I didn't proceed at all, and you didn't know that that kid could escape my control in the nightmare."

　　 "Oh?" Li Shutong raised his head: "I confirm that he is just an ordinary person. An ordinary person can escape your control in the nightmare, which is a bit special."

　　 Now, even the big cat with closed eyes on the table looked at Lin Xiaoxiao strangely.

　　 Ye Wan asked: "How did he do it?"

　　 "I don't know," Lin Xiaoxiao shook his head.

　　 "Maybe my own will is strong enough," Li Shutong did not delve into the matter, and Qing Chen was not the only one who could break free from the nightmare.

　　 Lin Xiaoxiao squatted and said, "Boss, I would advise you to think about it carefully. Qing Chen is a very murderous kid and he is not the same as us."

Li Shutong suddenly laughed: "We have died so many colleagues for this cause, and even you and I are trapped in this prison. So you have to understand, laugh, we can't deal with the darkness with gentleness, we have to use fire."

　　 As he said, Li Shutong's expression was a little sad: "Ye Wan, bring me the harmonica."

　　 It’s about to start, and the jail is gradually getting noisy, and the noise of the steel beasts in the alloy gate is like boiling water in a hot pot.

　　 But the melodious harmonica suddenly sounded on the prison square, refreshing.

　　 The sound of the prisoners tapping the door of the cell gradually stopped. Everyone listened quietly, as if someone had poured into the dry wasteland with a clear spring.