Zhou Wang followed Jiang Mo all the way and visited many places.
On the way, she bought a bottle of Nongfu Spring for 1.5 yuan and a bag of French bread. Then she took out the Evian glass bottle from her arms and poured the mineral water into it.
Although Jiang Mo looked cold when she did this, Zhou Wang could see from her unfocused eyes that she was completely unconscious.
That only means that she does it often.
Jiang Mo took the bus to the Provincial Library again, but only wandered on the side of the road for a while. After all, he did not enter the "Book Station" with the lights still on.
Jiang Mo finally stopped on an alley in the city center and started to feel dazed again when he looked at the bright lights and busy traffic around him.
Zhou Wang glanced at the time, it was already past nine o'clock.
The system interface still displayed "Round in progress", and no new prompt popped up after such a long time. When Zhou Wang was thinking about whether he needed to do something proactively to trigger the next step, Jiang Mo suddenly looked to the side. Walking to an old building.
Zhou Wang walked into the building, took the elevator to the top floor with Jiang Mo, and then watched her walk up the stairwell.
"Further up is the rooftop, she..."
Zhou Wang was startled and quickly followed him.
The door to the rooftop is unlocked. When you push it open, you can see a square stone slab covered with moss and weeds. Many bedsheets propped up on the clothes drying pole are shaking in the night wind. At first glance, it looks like a maze.
Jiang Mo dragged the suitcase through the obstacles and came to a flower stand in the corner.
Zhou Wang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she just sat down and showed no signs of committing suicide.
Jingle bell bell!
The phone rang. Zhou Wang glanced at Jiang Mo's phone screen. The caller was "Han Yanqian" and he couldn't help but frown.
Jiang Mo didn't respond until the third call came, and she pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Momo, I heard Brother Liu said that you were kicked out by his wife?"
In the quiet night, Han Yanqian's voice was particularly harsh, "What do you mean, he has watched you grow up, and I even persuaded them to come together that day..."
"What do you want to say?"
Jiang Mo, expressionless, interrupted the other party.
"Ahem, that's it, Momo, you also know that I have always been alone. I can't live in this three-bedroom house. How about you just move here with me, and you can study in graduate school in peace. Don't worry, I I can still afford to support you..."
Han Yanqian's voice stopped suddenly because Jiang Mo had hung up the phone and blocked Han Yanqian.
Ding dong!
WeChat rang, and Jiang Mo's frown relaxed when he saw the voice message from Ding Yi.
"Senior Sister Jiang Jiangjiang, isn't it Professor Wang's birthday next week? What would be a better gift? Senior Sister, can you tell me what you want to give me for reference?"
Jiang Mo held the phone hard and her knuckles turned white. It took a while before she clicked on the voice box to reply.
"Well...tea, she prefers tea, so I'll give you this too."
Jiang Mo's voice sounded no different from before, but his expression was dark and uncertain.
After replying to Ding Yi, Jiang Mo sat quietly for a while. After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Wang keenly noticed that Jiang Mo's mood had fluctuated greatly. Her trembling fingers were the best proof.
Then Zhou Wang saw Jiang Mo unlock her phone again, and she found a contact again.
"A Hongxing consignment, luxury goods recycling, credit card return"
Zhou Wang's eyes narrowed. He was the owner of the shop she had been to. What did Jiang Mo want to do?
"What is that path you are talking about?"
Zhou Wang watched Jiang Mo type a line of text and send it.
The reply came quickly, a long voice. "It's very simple. You just need to take some fringe photos or short videos regularly. You don't have to show your face, or you can wear a mask and leave it to me. I have a friend who specializes in running social platforms and collects a lot of these. Photos and videos, there are hundreds of photos, and the quality of the videos ranges from hundreds to thousands."
"Don't worry, Ms. Jiang, the accounts they publish are all on foreign platforms. You don't have to worry about anyone recognizing you, such as Instagram, OF, and Twitter."
"You can take the photos yourself, or I can arrange for someone to guide you..."
Balabala, the owner of the consignment house, said a lot.
Zhou Wang was stunned for a moment as he listened. He had a long posture. There is still such a business?
"What kind of photo?"
Jiang Mo typed again and asked after listening.
Several photos were quickly sent over there, and Zhou Wang moved his head curiously.
At first glance, these photos are normal, at most they are larger-scale portraits. But upon closer inspection, you will find that these photos contain a strong provocative meaning, and the girls are wearing various battle suits. What about black stockings, stepmother skirts, Spider-Man, etc.
It can be said that except for the most important parts, everything that should be exposed is exposed.
Jiang Mo opened her red lips slightly, seeming to have received a great mental shock.
After waiting for a while, maybe because Jiang Mo didn't reply, several more messages were sent over there.
"Ms. Jiang, if you go to those social platforms and take a look, you will find that this scale is nothing at all. I sincerely want to help you. These photos are already the simplest templates. Why don't you try it yourself first? , it's really not that difficult, I promise it's all done right now…"
Silence.
Jiang Mo just kept holding the phone and remained motionless for a long time.
But her long eyelashes were trembling... She was struggling.
Zhou Wang just watched quietly, wondering what choice she would make.
Jiang Mo finally moved. She kept the screen of her phone on one of the photos, then put the phone aside and opened her suitcase.
Zhou Wang saw her find a pair of black stockings from the bottom.
She unbuttoned her jeans, and on the cold windy rooftop, she shivered and took off her tight jeans, her smooth thighs dazzlingly white in the dark night.
At this moment, Zhou Wang, who couldn't tell what he was feeling, couldn't help but hold his breath as he watched Jiang Mo put the stockings on her perfectly proportioned legs little by little.
She turned on the camera on her phone, but because her fingers were shaking so much, she was unable to take the first photo.
Click!
Finally, the shutter was pressed, but Jiang Mo also collapsed at the same time.
She fell to the ground and let the fine stones dig into the skin of her legs. She covered her face and cried. The tears became more and more violent. They were no longer silent as before, but had a hint of hysteria.
bite!
At this moment, Zhou Wang, who was standing there in a daze, heard the system prompt.
[The angel said, this is a human redemption, you will lend a helping hand to her when she is at the bottom, and you will gain sincerity and love]
[The devil said, it's up to you to pull her into the broken abyss and completely possess her, and you will get the perfect lover and the satisfaction of your desires]
[Young man who slayed the dragon, have you seen the truth? ]
[Please make your choice, the end of the round will be completed by your own hands]