However, it would have been better if he hadn't replied at all.
Once he did, the man in front of him got even more excited.
"Yi, I totally forgot until you mentioned it this morning, let me tell you..."
"..."
Seeing that he couldn't interrupt the man in front of him at all, Chen Yi silently took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and casually dropped it on the ground as if by accident. Then, as he bent down to pick up the cigarettes, he began to speak.
"Tuberculosis Rabbit, get ready..."
According to psychology.
If someone keeps talking non-stop and you can't interrupt, you can drop something on the ground accidentally and start talking while bending over to pick it up.
This way, you can interrupt them without them noticing.
However, he had barely started speaking.
When he was interrupted again.
With a triumphant posture, Tuberculosis Rabbit straddled the motorcycle, laughed with his hands on his hips, and said, "Yi, did you forget that we read 'How to Deal with Chatterboxes' together?"
"Hey, hey, didn't anyone tell society."
"When they publish stuff about how to deal with chatterboxes, chatterboxes themselves can also see the book, right?"
"It's really..."
The voice suddenly stopped.
Chen Yi's face turned grim, and unable to bear it any longer, he picked up the pack of cigarettes from the ground, stuffed it into Tuberculosis Rabbit's mouth, and said word by word.
"This is my last warning to you!"
"If you keep buzzing in my ear like a fly, I'll sew your mouth shut!"
"Now, drive the damn bike!"
"To Zhongdeng Square on Fengcheng Fourth Road, there's a job there that needs doing!"
"...Oh."
Tuberculosis Rabbit, looking somewhat aggrieved, took the pack of cigarettes out of his mouth, wiped off the saliva, and tucked it back into his pocket. Then he twisted the throttle, ready to head onto the main road.
But just before departing, he hesitated for a moment and tentatively asked.
"Yi, I bought several types of medical gloves this time, they're all in the storage box. Do you want to have a look? One of them is even..."
"Shut the hell up!!!"
"Oh... you're so fierce..."
...
Chen Yi, feeling a sense of hopelessness, sat on the back of the motorcycle with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, his eyes blank and staring aimlessly at the traffic around him.
Feeling the gusty wind whistling by on both sides.
Tuberculosis Rabbit.
He was an abandoned baby raised in the same federal orphanage as Chen Yi.
He started talking earlier than other children, and once he started, he always had a lot to say.
And because he had a birthmark resembling a rabbit on his chest.
He was nicknamed Tuberculosis Rabbit.
The name, a bunny that couldn't stop chatting, was simple and clear.
After leaving the orphanage, he always followed Chen Yi, and most of the time, he was a great help; if only he spoke less.
How perfect it would be if there were a rule where every player could only speak ten sentences a day.
...
And heading to Zhongdeng Square on Fengcheng Fourth Road, meant it was time to get to work.
Since the disaster struck, they had gained a new profession.
"Special Incident Cleaners."
To put it simply, it was about collecting bodies, the bodies of those who had dropped dead because of the ghosts that appeared in their minds. The scenes of death were often extremely gruesome, with shattered bodies and blood everywhere.
Just one look could suppress the rising fear in one's heart.
And fear... usually meant that the countdown to the rest of your life had started ticking down from three seconds.
They were employed by the Yancheng Law Enforcement Bureau.
Specifically tasked with cleaning up such death scenes, the typical law enforcement officers, upon seeing this scene, found it hard to control their own fear, and they would have to find some people with tougher nerves and stronger psychological endurance.
Before the disaster, they had worked in a mortuary, so naturally, they were among the first to be recruited by the Law Enforcement Bureau.
The compensation for Special Incident Cleaners was not bad.
Handling a corpse would pay thirty thousand yuan, plus any Skill Fragments that fell near the body belonged to the cleaner.
...
Quickly.
By five o'clock in the afternoon.
Chen Yi and his companion had also arrived at Zhongdeng Square on Fengcheng Fourth Road.
By this time, the area had long been cordoned off with police tape, and quite a few officers from the Yancheng Law Enforcement Bureau were stationed around in uniform, forcing awkward smiles as they chatted with each other.
A few massive speakers nearby were blaring electronic music at deafening volumes.
"If I were a DJ, would you love me?"
"Oh, who's the king of electronic music, I'm the king of electronic music!!"
Everything was done as much as possible to keep the atmosphere onsite from becoming too serious, to prevent triggering certain unwanted crises.
And around the perimeter tape, not a single onlooker was present.
See, it isn't too difficult to change human nature's penchant for rubbernecking.
People can still prioritize what's truly important.
Upon seeing Chen Yi and his partner arrive,
An officer leading the team outside the tape hurried over to Chen Yi, his tone somewhat stern as he spoke softly, "The incident occurred inside a restaurant on the first floor of Zhongdeng Square."
"A customer, for reasons unknown, had images of ghosts flash across his mind and dropped dead on the spot."
"Flesh and blood were splattered everywhere."
"This scene was witnessed by other patrons within the restaurant."
"Fear began to spread rapidly; many customers couldn't suppress their emotions, and images of ghosts involuntarily appeared in their minds, ultimately resulting in their simultaneous deaths."
"Those who die in violation of the May Rule leave behind scenes of extreme strangeness."
"The situation is now somewhat complex."
"We haven't been able to promptly conduct a full sweep of the mall's patrons. While customers on the second, third, and fourth floors have stayed put voluntarily, they were aware of what happened on the first floor."
"What you need to do is to clean up the corpses on the first floor as quickly as possible, and try your best to calm the emotions of customers on the second floor and above."
"And the faster, the better—nobody knows how long the other patrons inside the mall can keep their emotions under control."
"If one customer loses control of their emotions and is completely invaded by fear..."
This captain, his voice trembling with fear in his eyes, said, "Then the entire mall could be entirely invaded by fear and could even let the whole city... those damn..."
"Hey!"
Noticing the captain's growing emotional distress, Chen Yi frowned heavily, clapped the man's shoulder forcibly, and spoke in a magnified, solemn tone.
"Control your emotions."
"Huh!"
At this moment, the captain realized that he had almost lost control of his emotions. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a sense of relief from having narrowly escaped death and looked at Chen Yi with gratitude before speaking again.
"If you complete this operation successfully, a bonus of five hundred thousand yuan will be allocated to you as a reward."
"No need."
Chen Yi shook his head, "Just stick to the old rules. Convert every ten thousand yuan into 1 Point and transfer it to me."
"This..."
After hesitating for a moment, the captain nodded, "Although I don't know what you need Points for, the higher-ups should agree. After all, those things aren't valuable, and everyone has them."
"It's just that gathering them is somewhat troublesome."
"Speaking of which, it's strange. Recently, many people in the city have started exchanging cash for Points. It's odd because clearly, Points are ostensibly useless, even though for some reason, the higher-ups have also begun collecting them recently."
"Sure."
Chen Yi's brow furrowed slightly, but he didn't speak further. Instead, he pulled out a pair of medical rubber gloves from his carry-on case, put them on along with a mask, and then walked through the cordon with Tuberculosis Rabbit, striding into the Zhongdeng Square ahead.
Fear doesn't naturally bring ghosts to mind.
But under the high pressure of the May Rules, every individual is actually thinking about ghosts deep down. Once someone witnesses another person dying on the spot for violating the May Rule, the fear that has been forcefully suppressed within bursts out uncontrollably.
The imagination then starts to spread!
...
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