PDLP Chapter 162 Friendly Forces
Chapter 162 Friendly Forces
Chu Yan was silent for a while.
It is rare to agree with the system's point of view.
Ji He is indeed a little weird.
At this moment, her lips were bright red, the area around her eyes was dark, but her cheekbones and nose were strangely pale.
Completely different from the "Ji He" I met during the day!
and.
What decent person would run around in the middle of the night wearing bright red sneakers?
The Ji He in front of me overlaps with the Ji He on the black-sailed boat in my memory.
The gentle and quiet girl lowered her head slightly. She was shy and always avoided meeting other people's eyes. Chu Yan then thought that there was another possibility for avoiding other people's eyes, besides being introverted.
Maybe Ji He has been hiding something from the very beginning.
On the dark corridor.
The pair of red shoes that seemed to be frozen in time finally moved!
Ji He reached out and rummaged around in the bag.
Then, in the darkness, a creepy light suddenly lit up——
It was an extremely unusual scene in the night.
On the corridor covered with mottled red paint, in front of the scripture symbolizing the remnants of feudalism, in the eerie howling night wind, Ji He suddenly took out a bright white LED ring fill light!
I saw her skillfully installing the fill light, turning on the camera on her mobile phone, and aiming it at the "Three Character Classic for Women" above her head.
Then it turned around and aimed at itself.
She whispered.
The voice trembled in the cold wind.
"Hello everyone, I am Ji He, a reporter from 1717 Golden Eye. According to Article of Chapter of the Law on the Protection of Women's Rights and Interests, women's personal dignity shall not be violated. It is prohibited to damage women's personal dignity by insulting or slandering them! However, through reports from the public, we unexpectedly discovered that in some hidden corners, there are still some organizations that teach traditional morality to restrain women and even restrict women's personal freedom!"
"During this operation, our reporter reached the agency's headquarters through some means. Sadly, during the undercover process, we also encountered an ignorant girl who was about to fall into the clutches of the evil! Next, let our reporter find out for you..."
Outside the corridor.
Ignorant girl Chu Yan: [……]
The ignorant girl's confused system: […Is she a friendly, friendly army? ]
Chu Yan couldn't help but rub his eyebrows, but the corners of his lips softened slightly.
She finally understood why Ji He was different now than he was during the day.
Nighttime live broadcasts often have to take light characteristics into consideration.
To highlight your features under fill light, you need to choose a high-coverage foundation, high-contrast eye makeup, and more exaggerated highlights and lip makeup.
So much so that there is no fill light on.
Ji He looked like a walking female ghost.
And at this moment, Ji He kept talking nonsense in front of the camera, becoming more and more excited and angry as he spoke——
Chu Yan understood why Ji He was wearing red Erke.
Normal people wouldn't buy shoes with exaggerated colors, and normal people wouldn't talk so much nonsense.
From the beginning to the end, Ji He was just pretending to be an e-personnel!
In the night wind, Ji He cursed passionately and eloquently. He cursed Song Chi, Song Ling, and then cursed their ancestors all the way up to eighteen generations. He wanted to continue cursing even if he turned over the coffin lids, and continued cursing even if he dug up their ancestral graves.
Chu Yan was thinking amid the intense background noise.
【strangeness. 】
[Who... reported the Song family's affairs to her? 】
Who gave her the map of the island?
Fortunately, Ji He acted cautiously.
The volume was always kept within a controllable range, and the mini fill light was secretly hidden after taking pictures of the corridor.
Then I rolled it up, changed the direction and continued shooting.
But suddenly.
Ji He's expression froze. Not far away, behind her, there were very light footsteps!
Ji He turned back suddenly.
In the darkness, it was Aunt He who hurried towards this direction!
Aunt He looked puzzled, as if she had heard something, and looked around as she walked. Ji He was already standing at the end of the corridor, with no room to retreat.
Suddenly there was a "plop" sound.
A stone was thrown far away.
Aunt He was startled and turned around and walked towards the bamboo forest.
Ji He stood there in a daze.
When she reacted, she looked in the direction of the noise, her expression was extremely surprised——
In the moonlight, Chu Yan leaned on the edge of the corridor with his arms folded.
His expression was calm, as if the two of them had just met by chance while taking a walk.
Ji He paused for a few seconds and trembled with excitement!
Chu Yan slowly lip-synced.
【go back.】
Ji He was delighted!
She bent over and ran over, looking excited, and lowered her voice: "Sister, are you here undercover too?"
Chu Yan: “…”
Ji He spoke very quickly, like a string of cannonballs: "I'm from 1717 Golden Eyes, which radio station are you from? Or a self-media? I——"
Chu Yan stretched out his index finger and placed it lightly in front of his lips.
Ji He reacted immediately and looked in Aunt He's direction alertly.
"Go back," Chu Yan said concisely, "We'll talk about it tomorrow."
Ji He hesitated a little, suppressed his doubts, and finally nodded.
Before leaving, Chu Yan suddenly asked, "What were you filming just now?"
Ji He immediately took her to a place.
It was in the corridor, under a red painted pillar, there were a few not-so-obvious scratches, graceful and beautiful.
However, after experiencing wind, frost, snow and rain, many places are mottled and falling off.
But the pattern was strange, connected from top to bottom. It looked like words, like a hidden signal left by someone in a hurry.
Ji He's expression was excited and he lowered his voice.
"I don't know what's written here."
"But I know what it is."
Chu Yan paused at the same time.
It is long and rhombus-shaped, beautiful and graceful, presenting a unique "多" shape.
Like Dongting Lake, it was also born in the ancient Hunan Province.
Women's script.
Jiangyong Women's Script.
Ji He didn't have time to say more.
The two parted in the dark.
After Ji He left, Chu Yan avoided Aunt He, went around and came back.
She walked along the corridor and encountered another similar pattern.
This one is clearer.
Chu Yan took a photo with his mobile phone.
Jiangyong Women's Script.
Near Jiangyong County in southern Hunan Province, there is a type of writing used exclusively by women, often seen on folding fans, handkerchiefs, and pieces of paper. For hundreds of years, men were forbidden to learn Nüshu, and for men, Nüshu was just an ordinary pattern.
It carries information and can only be passed between "sisters".
It's just that no one has ever thought about it.
On Junshan Island of the Song family, someone actually left a signal using Jiangyong Women's Script. Just looking at the traces, I don't know if it has been ten or twenty years, and I don't know how the person who left the mark is now.
Chu Yan finally found Song’s WIFI access point.
After connecting to the Internet——
Unfortunately, Nüshu is not widely circulated, and no one has found software that can translate it into modern Chinese.
But there is no doubt that what Ji He discovered is very likely to point to some crucial clue.
After all, someone once risked his life to carve it under the corridor of Junshan Island.
Chu Yan took a last look at the photo in his hand.
Prepare to unplug the WIFI access point to charge your phone.
Before the Internet is disconnected.
The system is howling!
Chu Yan casually sent a message to Pei Mingye: [Bring a few more power banks when you come].
Professor Pei responded very quickly, which meant that he had already asked his graduate students to buy it!
Chu Yan: Oh.
Studying for a master's or doctoral degree is almost like working like a slave.
Unexpectedly, after a few seconds, I received another reply.
Lu Yaoguang: [Received. Arrived in three days.]
Chu Yan: “…”
I remember now, it was a group message just now.
Chu Yan: [I thought my partner would not come to die at this time.]
Lu Yaoguang: [Please rest assured, Miss Chu. ]
Chu Yan said indifferently: [Bring a few more suitcases. ]
Lu Yaoguang: [? ]
Chu Yan: [If something really happened, I will bring it back to you in several boxes.]
Lu Yaoguang: [It’s my fault. I’m 187cm tall and can’t fit in one box. I’m sorry for causing trouble for Miss Chu.]
Chu Yan: “…”
Those useless guys in Red Tide were truly cultivated by him personally.
Chu Yan unplugged the WIFI access point casually.
Plug in your phone for fast charging.
In the darkness of the night, I and the system each called up novels cached offline and began to kill time.
City S.
Late at night, Xuanchuang staff dormitory.
Lu Yaoguang chuckled.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Lu Yaoguang opened the door in surprise.
Assistant Ke stood outside the door and looked at him: "Researcher Lu? President Chu wants to see you."