Eight Hundred and Ninety-Two I Report

Because it was a formal public occasion, An Ran took a little rest today in her attire. She changed the cotton floral pajamas into a long purple down jacket, the cotton slippers on her feet into high boots, and her long hair. A ball was tied on the top of the head. <щww.suimeng.lā

Behind her, Little Bohe was holding the doll, and a black shadow floated under the doll's feet. The three of them walked towards the fat man, and the crowd automatically gave way to the three of them.

After An Ran walked to Fatty's side, Fatty quickly jumped off the chair, bent down very dog-leggedly, wiped the footprints on the chair with his arm, and then bowed and asked Anran to stand up.

An Ran glanced at the fat man, and instead of standing up, she turned around and sat down on the chair. She crossed her arms and leaned her back against the back of the chair. In the light snow, she asked everyone,

"Everything is under control now, and it is not a big problem to get Chen Chaogong back, but what I want to tell you is that Chen Chaogong has a 50% chance, and he is not the one who suppresses the doomsday virus."

"Buzz buzz, buzz buzz."

Everyone didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of An Ran, so they could only talk in low voices, and when it reached An Ran's ears, they hummed loudly like mosquitoes.

So An Ran raised her eyebrows, and said again: "There are 50 chances that it is, and there are 50 chances that it is not him, and if it is not him, then this person is likely to be outside the north gate now, and will not be among you."

Those who stay in Hundred Flowers City are either water-type or wood-type. The abilities of these people have all been registered in the hands of Fatty, and none of them have missed it.

"So it is conjectured that this person who has the ability to suppress the doomsday virus may have already left Baihua City and followed Zhan Lian to fight. If this person dies during the war, think about it for yourself. How to do?"

An Ran looked at the crowd, her eyes were very calm, they stopped talking, and they stopped talking in low voices like mosquitoes, so An Ran said again,

"Thinking about the fear, I personally think that you put too much energy on Chen Chaogong, thus giving up the possibility of finding the remaining 50. Chen Chaogong is leaving, so I let him go. , because I want to gamble that Chen Chaogong is not that person, and even if he is that person, it would be easy to catch him back."

"Yes, we have to act now, everyone is lucky, and we will screen everyone we know in our minds, and think about whether there is anything particularly strange among the people you know."

"I report, I report!"

Amidst the buzzing sound, someone raised his hand and stood up from the crowd shouting.

Everyone shut up and looked at the person who raised their hands to report, including An Ran, who also sat on the stool and looked at this person without saying a word.

He cleared his throat. It was rare to get such attention from everyone, so he was inevitably a little excited. Under the impatient eyes of everyone, this person said:

"My neighbor, I reported him. He was very strange. During this time, he often sat under the street lamp in front of the yard in the middle of the night, rambling on and on.

"What work?" An Ran raised her eyelids and asked while sitting on a chair.

"The work of suppressing the doomsday virus, when he performs the work during the day, he can't teach people to see it, so he secretly performs the work at night, hiding."