"I see. Ji Lan nodded: "These perverts are difficult to control, so the second-generation Ghost King Party formed by the Diamond Alliance is all special forces, because it is the duty of a soldier to obey orders!"

"That's the truth, but the Diamond Alliance didn't expect that the black-faced ghost from the military was still difficult to control. The red-faced ghost said, pressing a red button on the handle.

With a "click", a secret door on the ground opened, and then with a "buzzing" sound, something rose from the ground, milky white all over, shaped a bit like a coffin.

The front of this coffin is tempered glass, and it can be clearly seen that there is a person lying inside.

In science fiction movies, it seems that a person is put to sleep with a similar device, usually frozen.

However, there was no frost in this coffin, just a lot of tubes inserted into the person's body, and it seemed that some liquid was slowly being pumped into the body.

Look at this person again, he is more than 1.80 meters tall and extremely burly and strong.

Zhou Dayu asked: "This is the red clown?"

The red-faced ghost nodded: "Yes!"

The man had red hair on his head, meticulously combed, and his back was neatly groomed.

His image is really like a clown, his face is painted with heavy white oil paint, and his mouth is bright red, but not as delicate as a lady's lipstick, but the whole mouth is messily smeared with a large patch of red.

Zhou Dayu took a closer look and found that in fact, his face was not wearing makeup, the oil paint seeped into the skin, more like a tattoo.

The image of the circus clown is very classic, and it always brings joy to people, and I don't know why, this red clown feels a little hideous.

The red clown had his eyes closed, showing no signs of life, only a slightly heaving chest to prove that he was still alive.

Hui Lan asked, "Is he frozen?"

"Of course not. The red-line ghost came to the control platform, and while operating the various buttons on it, he told Sù Huilan: "His body has been injected with sedatives, so that he will always remain asleep." In addition, various nutrient solutions are also injected to maintain his physical health, and due to prolonged sleepiness, metabolism and physiological circulation also rely on instruments to complete. ”

Ji Lan immediately said: "If a person falls asleep for a long time, his body will basically collapse, and his body will not be able to move freely after waking up, and it will take a while to recover." ”

"He'll recover soon. The red-faced ghost smiled: "At the beginning, in order to enhance their combat effectiveness, the Diamond Alliance used some drugs to modify their bodies, and their bodies were completely different from ordinary people!"

Ji Lan pointed to the tubes: "Those drugs are still in use?"

"Yes. The red-faced ghost nodded: "It's like a drug, once you get it, you can't do without it." ”

The red-faced ghost first cut off the sedative, injected another drug to wake up the red clown, and then cut off the life support device.

Next, he had to wait patiently for the red clown to wake up, and the red-faced ghost said with some anxiety: "Although the body is fine, but ...... After such a long period of slumber, I can't be sure if he still retains the memories of the past!"

As the minutes ticked by, everyone's hearts hung in their throats, staring at the red clown in the coffin.

It is not known if the Red Clown will wake up or what this person will look like.

I don't know how long it took, but the red clown slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him blankly.

After a few more moments, his gaze began to focus, skimming over each one, finally fixing on the red-faced ghost.

That is, the moment he saw the red-faced ghost, the red clown showed a smile.

If it weren't for the dazzling oil paint on his face, in terms of face shape, the red clown would still be very handsome, but his smile was too evil.

Then, the red clown slowly raised his hand, ripped off the tubes inserted in his body, and then smashed the tempered glass on the front of the coffin with a punch, and escaped from inside.

The red-faced ghost greeted very respectfully: "Master, are you awake......"

The red clown didn't say a word, raised his hand and punched it on the red-faced ghost's chest.

The red-faced ghost screamed, flew upside down, slammed into the wall behind him, and then slid to the ground.

But this punch also exhausted the Red Clown's strength, and he collapsed to the ground all at once, panting for breath.

The Red Clown was undressed, and the explosive muscles on his body could be clearly seen, and blood was gushing from the place where the tube had been inserted.

Ji Lan especially glanced at a certain part of the red clown's body, and said to himself: "This man is really strong......

The red-faced ghost struggled to get up from the ground: "Master...... You've just woken up and should be resting......"

"Traitor......" The red clown sat on the ground, gasping for breath getting heavier and heavier: "You betrayed me!"

"I was forced!" the red-faced ghost hurriedly said, "It's the Diamond Alliance, and the black-faced ghost, they forced me to do this......"

"You...... You ......" The red clown seemed to want to say something, but immediately, rolled his eyes and passed out.

The red-faced ghost walked over, lifted the red clown up from the ground, and told the others, "We need to get out of here!"

Let's talk about Cang Hao's side.

In order to prevent his appearance from being exposed, Cang Hao didn't go to work in the company anymore, and he seemed to be a big star every day.

It is precisely because Cang Hao does not go to work, and he will have to share the work of Haitian Entertainment in the future, so the work of Cao's Financial is relatively heavy.

Originally, the company did not have many people, so Cang Hao decided to recruit two employees, and Wen Xiaohai was fully responsible.

Wen Xiaohai also did his best, and quickly selected two people and faxed his resume to Cang Hao.

Cang Hao picked up the first resume, and was stunned as soon as he glanced at it: "Why is there still someone named Mu Stick?"

Wen Xiaohai explained embarrassedly: "Mr. Cang, he ...... His name is Lin Kun. ”

"Damn!" Cang Hao was even more surprised: "This 'forest' word is too open!"

Next, Cang Hao picked up another resume, still stunned: "This person's name is good, and the single name has the word 'ba', but it's a pity...... His surname is Wang, Wang Ba, and if he speaks quickly, he will become Wang Ba. ”

"This Wang Ba is good in all aspects, as for Lin Kun...... I've investigated it comprehensively, and it's not bad, but it's just that the writing is too ugly. Wen Xiaohai shook his head vigorously: "The words are like their people, and the words are written like this...... Why don't we get another one?"

"I let you have an idea, why did you ask me again?"

Wen Xiaohai hurriedly said: "I, the fake president, have too many things to learn, and I still need Mr. Cang's guidance!"

"Since you say so, then I'll sue you......" Cang Hao sighed: "In fact, 'words are like people' lacks scientific basis, this is a kind of collective autosuggestion, there are existing theories, and then find evidence." However, there is no evidence that a person's handwriting is related to personality, IQ, or character. What is very interesting is that many traitors in history have written well, such as Cai Jing, such as Qin Hui, and even He Shen. Another example is a very famous red third generation, everyone knows that his handwriting is not very good, 'the first teacher is a girls' school', his hard pen writing is really not good, but few people know that his brush calligraphy is quite good, and his handwriting is very sassy Mao font, and his hard pen calligraphy is completely like two people......"

Wen Xiaohai nodded: "So that's the case." ”

"From a psychological point of view, handwriting has a certain relationship with gender, but there is no way to judge a person's future, and some people even judge a person's physical illness based on handwriting, which is even more ridiculous. However, 'words are like people' is not a complete nonsense, because Chinese society attaches great importance to handwriting, so if a person writes well, he may get more opportunities for promotion. ”

"Mr. Cang, you know so much. ”

"I'll take it first, and what I'm going to tell you is that I don't talk about this under my hands. After a pause, Cang Hao said word by word: "No matter how a person writes, whether it is a wooden stick or Lin Kun, it is the king to be able to earn enough money!"

"Understood!" Wen Xiaohai nodded vigorously: "I'll go and let them go through the entry procedures!"

Cang Hao put down the phone and glanced at Xun Hailu, who was lying on the sofa dozing off boringly.

When the reporters were outside the door, Xun Hailu was terrified.

Now that the reporter has withdrawn, Xun Hailu is bored again, and seems to miss the days of being chased and intercepted.

People like her, who have lived in the spotlight for many years, couldn't bear the loneliness, Cang Hao didn't bother to stare at her, and went back to Cuifeng Village.

Cang Hao came back in time, and as soon as he entered the gate, the ink master came with a message: "The password of the black USB flash drive has been opened." ”

Cang Hao quickly ran into the matrix system and hurriedly asked the ink master, "What's in it?"

After cracking the password, the USB flash drive is really an ordinary USB flash drive, and it is not equipped with any high-end software.

The ink master was worried that there would be a Trojan horse or a virus that would invade the matrix system in turn, but after checking it several times, he didn't find it.

Inside was a large pile of texts, and after the ink master opened it, he found that it was all emails.

The sending and receiving addresses of these emails are very ordinary, and I can't see any clues, but after analyzing it, the ink master judged: "These emails were secretly intercepted with special software, I guess it may be Cecilia's mother's best friend who wants to keep it as evidence!"

What Master Mo said was obvious, but these so-called evidences, Cang Hao and Master Mo couldn't understand them.

Cang Hao browsed one after another, and in the end he could only confirm that these emails involved many people, belonging to two camps, and there seemed to be some kind of deal between them.

"Interlaced lines are like mountains!" Mo Shi sighed: "You and I don't understand these things, I think it is necessary for Serchenko to see them!"

"Makes sense. Cang Hao thought the same thing, and immediately called Serchenko in: "It's up to you whether you can solve the mystery here." ”

Serchenko sat down and began to analyze the emails, and after a while, his face turned white, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.