Chapter 1518

... Lin Sanjiu had a vague idea in his mind: she underestimated Master Zhang.

The creators of these games have low combat power, have different minds, and are scattered, so even if they can mobilize words, she has not really been afraid - Take Zhang Shi for example, even if he just heard the news that the girl is not dead, when dealing with Lin Sanjiu, he will not throw a dead word out in a daze. Unlike young people who are somewhat reckless, when it comes to Zhang Shi's own life, the 0.1% risk probability is too high.

Similarly, he can't release words like "coma". If both of them are unconscious, they are both dead, because other game creators who come to the door will never miss this good opportunity. Since she won't die and lose consciousness, no matter what negative effects she will suffer, can she still fail Master Zhang?

Of course, these are the thinking activities before she really saw the words.

What she can still hear now is Teacher Yi's continuous calling, as if she is a dying person, so she must call her name and keep her attention: "Lin Sanjiu! Lin Sanjiu, think about it, your feelings now are triggered by words, you don't want..."

Lin Sanjiu stood stunned in place, looking at Master Zhang opposite, and half of the [Hongyan family letter] he wrote was still in his hand.

Zhang Shi has stood firmly again. Although his stomach is so big and he still looks so fat and heavy, it is this heavy feeling that brings him a calm and calm demeanor. He looked at the paper in Lin Sanjiu's hand and looked at her look again. Then he tried to say slowly, "come on, show me."

It seemed to be adjusted by someone. As soon as he made a sound, Teacher Yi's voice immediately shook, weakened and faded, like the withered old historical documents, and no longer meaningful.

Lin Sanjiu was silent for a few seconds, and finally obediently walked over and handed him the [letter from Hongyan family].

Master Zhang couldn't help but feel a little happy. He took the piece of paper, lowered his eyelids, glanced at the words on the paper, and casually asked, "give me this thing, don't you have any opinion?"

"No, no," Lin Sanjiu hurriedly replied - she herself was not adapted to this newly rising feeling, as if she was afraid that she would be late and the other party would misunderstand. She had to be careful and consider her words, but it was not like being afraid to stimulate his protective heart when facing the puppet master, but it was a strange deference and flattery that made her feel strange.

She doesn't like this feeling, not to mention that the teacher in her mind never gives up and has been trying to make a voice; But these little discordant notes were suppressed and eliminated by the power of the words behind Master Zhang.

The words "Wei" and "Quan", which are twoorthree meters high, stand high against the ceiling, forming a combination of light and shadow behind Master Zhang. Every character called out has different temperament, but there has never been one that is as serious, huge and heavy as them; The strong and unquestionable white light seemed to solidify with the strokes, and cast a startling deep darkness at the turning point of the edge.

In front of these two words, people do not exist.

Who they stand behind, who exists. Lin Sanjiu dared not look directly at them, nor did he dare not ignore them - all for the same reason.

Master Zhang has completely let down his heart. His words also worked for him, so he became more and more influential in his actions and speeches; He shook the paper in his hand and slowly said, "you have another partner here..."

Fortunately, most of the dialogue has been "pushed" by the new handwriting and disappeared from the paper; Apart from "Allan Poe has her accomplices there", Mr. Zhang can't see any other information.

"Yes," Lin Sanjiu immediately replied - and then tried to suppress the impulse to take the initiative to give more information. It's hard for her to tell what she feels in her heart now. She wants to bow her head, bend down, praise, struggle, escape and push him down. But she dare not. She didn't dare to do anything except move, because Master Zhang neither asked her to laugh with her nor forced her to rebel.

"Are you the woman who rushed out before?" Master Zhang raised his eyelids and looked at her. "Restore the original state and let me have a look."

What can he do to her if he doesn't do it? Lin Sanjiu couldn't think of a specific possible consequence, but as long as she thought about the words "disobedience" a little, she felt that she was about to slip off the edge of the cliff, and even her stomach was tightly squeezed together.

She lifted her disguise.

Zhang Shi opened his eyes round, nodded his head several times, and said, "well, unexpectedly, you can still. Oh," he seemed to connect the line in his mind suddenly. "So, the so-called human object you used to have is actually your partner? He is not a human object at all?"

Lin Sanjiu drooped his eyelids and nodded. She seemed to degenerate into a child in an instant. She was soft and had no idea.

Master Zhang smacked his lips. "Where is Poe? How much does he know?"

"He doesn't know our identity. He thinks my partner is one of the game creators." She said hoarsely.

"What happened when he said that the girl was not dead?" Master Zhang frowned and inquired, "don't think you can hide it from me. Is that girl dead?"

"Dead..."

"Then why did he say he was not dead?"

Lin Sanjiu felt that her teeth were fighting. It's one thing for her to expose herself; It's another matter for her to take the initiative to confess Yu Yuan. Her nails went deep into her palm, and her blood rushed to her head in bursts, squeezing out word by word: "because my friend... He pretended to be..."

She couldn't say the second half of the sentence, but even if she bit her lips and stopped talking now, it was meaningless - Master Zhang nodded and sighed.

"It's a pity," he said slowly, "it's a pity that Poe has spread the news. Now everyone knows that the girl is not dead and that your identity is strange. They are not completely stupid... Have you seen my phone?"

Lin Sanjiu couldn't wait to see the phone with one eye and "Wei" and "Quan" - she always suspected that if she couldn't see one of them, they would silently crush herself into powder and dissipate in the wind.

"It's not actually a phone. I'm rather nostalgic, so I set my internal messaging system to this appearance..." Master Zhang turned his back on his hands and paced in place for a few steps, "But in fact, as soon as there is a message, it will be broadcast to me. I want to send messages, and I don't need to call one by one. You see, it's been a long time since Poe's message, but I haven't received any information from others."

Lin Sanjiu didn't make a sound and waited quietly for him to say.

"What does this mean?" He waved his hand, sneered, and said, "when you entered my room, they saw it clearly. Now your identity is suddenly in doubt, and you haven't gone out yet. I'm afraid they either think I've had bad luck... Or I've controlled you."

When Master Zhang said this, he stopped for a while.

"These people are not brave. For a while, they dare not come in... When we stay in the house for a long time, they should want to come in and have a look."

Mr. Zhang looked at Lin Sanjiu and smiled almost kindly. "During this period of time, I think you should exercise your mind."