Although the cold and boring atmosphere in the detention room is easier to inspire creative inspiration and give the writer an immersive experience, the air outside is more free and comfortable, and the sun is warmer!

The most important thing is that when the shoes step on the hot earth and receive the sunlight, the upper soaked in sweat can finally be slowly evaporated.

Chen Chao slowly shook out of the police station, gently holding the lens with his index finger, and the 313 indoor live broadcast was always feedback in his mind.

Chen Chao saw Deng Bin's performance completely and could only silently praise him, "Excellent, interesting!"

Then there was only a silent silence left. The other party's performance interpreted the consequences of a student with outstanding grades but went to the wrong examination room.

It is obvious that the derivation of every step of the question is excellent, and there are no flaws in the answering process. Unfortunately, I didn’t expect that the teacher who posted the test questions changed the attributes of the question silently in the middle!

Do you think you are answering a scientific question?

No, this is actually a hidden supernatural problem!

Deng Bin deduces according to the idea of ​​scientific questions. The more meticulous the process derivation, the more the difference between the correct result.

During the deduction process, his judgment on Jiao Kai was completely correct, the links of the dead body were completely correct, and his speculation about Chen Chao's ulterior motives was basically true.

However: the dead are still alive and are still being locked in a small dark room!

Chen Chao felt disheartened for Deng Bin. If the other party continued to investigate, his sparse hair would probably be pulled away by himself soon.

Yes, Chen Chao found during the surveillance that Deng Bin had the bad habit of pulling his hair while thinking.

This is really a bad habit!

If you pull your hair like this, no matter how much wolfberry you eat, it will not nourish you.

While Chen Chao was walking back home, his mind was unrestrained, "Hey, after entering the venue, I will definitely pay attention to the novel I wrote. In order to express my apology, I will give his corresponding character a dense black hair in the novel. In this way, I think he should be able to feel the kindness I released!"

There are many pedestrians on the road, and occasionally some passers-by will keep their eyes on Chen Chao. Chen Chao doesn't care, just treating them as rude people who don't know how to be aesthetic.

What troubled him a little was that there were too many people on the road, and there was no hidden private place in the corners and corners, which allowed him to receive the reward for completing [Task 3].

Chen Chao must beware of it. If a whirlpool of rewards suddenly emerges in the air, wouldn’t it be too shocking!

Temporarily suppressing his curiosity, Chen Chao's pace gradually accelerated. In addition, the pot of sauce meat that was constantly marinated and kneaded by his hands also made Chen Chao anxious.

His walking posture was a bit strange, and the center of gravity seemed to be pressing more on his left foot, and the pace of his legs and feet was completely different.

It was like switching frequency continuously. After taking a quick step on the left foot, it instantly switched to a low-frequency speed. The right foot stretched out and took a step lazily, and then suddenly switched back to a high-frequency speed. The left foot suddenly stepped out like a chicken blood.

It was obviously a pair of legs, but it was a result of the two people supporting each other.

The left leg is a sprinter who is charging for the charge, and the right leg is an 80-year-old old lady opposite your home.

The sprinter dragged the old lady forward hard, and sweat came out from the soles of both feet wildly. Chen Chao felt that his crotch was about to be torn.

The passerby next to him looked at him, and he also escalated from looking at stupidity to watching a mentally ill patient with epilepsy attacks!

"Is it like this splitting feeling when running on one-legged shoes? The cerebellum is completely unable to control the coordinated movement like a downtime. Rather than moving both legs, I am just running forward with one foot!"

Chen Chao completely ignored the appearance of passers-by's dementia. This picture is far from shocking. It can only be said that these passers-by have never seen the world and are rarely seen.

Unfortunately, time is tight, otherwise Chen Chao would have stopped and suggested that they go to "Suspense Author Survival Guide". They were baptized by the thriller clips depicted in the book several times, and their nerves and psychology could evolve to be more calm and tenacious.

"Normal walking speed can be controlled, but once it is converted to the rhythm of high-speed running, the frequency of the right foot swing cannot keep up with it."

Chen Chao calculated his pace in his mind, and at the same time felt the tearing feeling from his crotch. It didn't hurt, but there was a "rattle" sound from tearing the fascia.

"This waste-like body can't carry the brain CPU, but it can't carry the equipment you finally bought!"

Chen Chao stopped. He was not afraid of the pain, but he still had to worry about the awkward position.

In fact, it’s not just the fascia at the root of the thigh that can’t stand it, but the fabric at the crotch is slightly off-line.

After lifting his pants on the spot, Chen Chaoyou didn't give up. After all, it was a high-priced equipment purchased at 100 ￥, and it was just put on hold because of the waste of body. Isn't it too extravagant!

"Either, buying a pair of shoes depends on luck; or improving physical fitness will take time; none of the above can be achieved in the short term, so you can only find a way to withstand it!!!"

Chen Chao quickly got the answer in his mind. He gritted his teeth, like a baby who had just learned to walk, carefully stepping forward with his left leg and shortening the pace of his left foot as much as possible.

As soon as he bent his knees and made a running shape, the soles of his shoes stimulated a surge of force to emerge from the soles of his feet, and his whole left leg suddenly moved his body forward like a weightless one; the corresponding right foot was heavy as if it was dragged away as if it was filled with lead.

"Short the left foot distance and slow down the knee bending, but not too small, as the shoes will be judged as walking. You must find the critical value of walking and running, and at the same time speed up the right foot and the pace distance, so that you can balance the left and right body without falling apart and going on strike as a whole!"

In order to be able to move this body, Chen Chao's brain was really heartbroken.

After 3 minutes!

The instructions issued by the brain were executed by the body, and the left and right feet were barely completed the adaptation and running-in. This is probably an alternative romantic "If life is just like the first meeting!"

With his left foot short and his right foot long, Chen Chao's running posture is still quite strange, as if a staggering lame man was sprinting hard at the Paralympic Games. Fortunately, it is much more inspiring than mentally ill.

"The speed of running is 1/3 of that just now, but it is about 2.33 times my usual running speed. Moreover, the physical energy consumption during running has been greatly reduced. It only takes about 22 minutes to run back at this speed."

24 minutes later!

Chen Chao appeared at the door of his own building in a little embarrassed manner. The two minutes that delayed came from being chased by several wild dogs next to the garbage dump, which was delayed.

He probably had his weird running posture, which made the group of mad dogs have wrong associations!

never mind!

This is not important, and genius logic cannot cross species boundaries and judge the ideas of stupid dogs.

Chen Chao observed and found that there was no police patrol car parked at the door, which indicated that Deng Bin and the others had left.

He immediately entered the building and headed straight to the house of the landlord and aunt on the second floor...

ps: The first copy and the buried lead are almost the same. Do you have any ideas and what you have to expect from the next plot? In the comments, you don’t say anything, I’m a little confused...

The second dungeon: Is it a ghost in the eastern suburbs? Or a sign-in? Or a new level?
Chapter completed!