blogombal Chapter 560 The Cicada Sheds Its Shell
Chapter 560 The Cicada Sheds Its Shell
The air in the office suddenly froze.
Old Zhou's teacup froze in mid-air:
"Section Chief Su! Have you gone mad! Killing a colleague for a human being—it's not worth it!"
Su Wan turned her head, her gaze calm yet sharp:
"He was willing to risk being eliminated from the rules just so I could have a bite of steak."
"Why can't I take a risk for him?"
The bandaged eerie yellow eyes suddenly widened, and a breathy sound squeezed out of its throat, as if it wanted to say "You dare."
But Su Wan didn't give it any chance. She raised her right hand, her five fingers spread wide, and a dark red halo appeared in her palm, like a slowly beating heart.
The halo of light drifted silently toward the bandaged ghost's chest, disappearing the moment it touched him.
The bandaged ghost's body suddenly stiffened, and the skin beneath the bandages visibly dried up and turned ashen, as if all the moisture had been drained away.
Its yellow eyes trembled violently at the last moment, and its lips moved, but it could not utter a complete syllable.
In just over ten seconds, the body wrapped in grayish-white bandages crumbled into dust like weathered old paper, leaving not even a trace of bone.
Lin Feng bent down and picked up the few remaining bandages on the ground, then threw them into his personal space.
Ah Ying had already quickly grabbed a broom and dustpan, gathered up the thin layer of dust left behind after the bandages had dissipated, swept it all up, and dumped it into the trash can.
Old Zhou swallowed hard and said in a low voice, "There are security cameras in the hallway; they must have caught him coming in..."
Su Wan's gaze shifted to Xiao Ren: "Xiao Ren, wrap yourself in bandages and pretend to be Bai Chan."
Lin Feng then realized that the name of this bandaged monster was Bai Chan.
He silently pondered the name for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a sense of irony:
It truly lived up to its name; after a pointless entanglement, before I could even enjoy the money, I lost my life.
Xiao Ren's legs went weak, and she almost knelt down: "I...I can't! I tremble when I get nervous, and when I tremble, I can't walk in a straight line..."
Lin Feng spoke up, "Let me do it."
He flexed his wrists.
"I'm going to the toilet in a bit. I'll sneak out through the toilet window. Old Zhou, just keep watch for me."
Old Zhou frowned: "The toilet window is so small, how can someone your size squeeze through?"
Lin Feng smiled faintly. The bone-shrinking technique he had learned from his son Lin Ye could finally be put to use.
"I have my own way."
Su Wan pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, Xiao Lin, go find a set of administrative uniforms like Bai Chan's."
Kobayashi responded and rushed to the locker, rummaging through it until he pulled out a gray business uniform, which was the same style of shirt and suit as the bandage-themed one.
Lin Feng took it and immediately began unbuttoning his shirt, one button at a time...
His shirt was open, revealing his well-defined chest and taut abdominal muscles.
The atmosphere in the office suddenly became subtle.
The eyes of the three girls, Aying, Aque, and Xiaolin, lit up at the same time, their gazes secretly drifting towards Lin Feng, and the tips of their ears turning a light red.
Su Wan became even more blatant, even taking half a step forward.
Lin Feng glanced at Su Wan, his lips curving slightly, but he said nothing.
They're all yours now, so you can look at them however you want.
He quickly changed into his uniform, then took out scraps of bandage from his storage space and wrapped them around his head, one by one.
When only his eyes were visible, he hunched his back, mimicking the hunched posture of the bandaged ghost, and took two steps with his head tilted to the side.
His strides varied in size, and his knees were slightly turned inward, exhibiting the characteristic dragging gait of someone wearing bandages.
A-Que blurted out, "It's just like it! It's so much like it!"
Old Zhou also came over to take a look, scratching his chin: "With the bandage wrapped around his body and his posture tilted, you really can't tell them apart at first glance."
Su Wan stepped forward and straightened Lin Feng's collar, her fingertips casually brushing against his jawline:
"After you climb out of the toilet window, don't go far. Just wait by the row of holly bushes behind the building."
"I had Ah Ying push a suitcase over there, and told everyone it was a briefcase for storing obsolete documents and field supplies."
"You go inside and hide well, then Ah Ying will pretend to be transporting supplies back to the department and openly push the box back to the office."
Lin Feng nodded knowingly: "I understand."
Old Zhou stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, deliberately feigning a helpless expression as he accompanied him:
"Let's go, Lao Bai. I have to come with you to take a dump, honestly..."
Lin Feng instantly got into character, his shoulders slumped, and he mumbled in a hoarse voice:
"...I kindly gave you a chance to go out for a smoke, and you're acting all high and mighty."
Old Zhou shushed him and winked at him. The two of them left the office one after the other and went to the restroom on the floor.
The washbasin was wet; the faucet wasn't turned on tightly, and water droplets were splashing onto the porcelain surface of the basin.
The doors to all four squat toilet stalls were half-open, and there was no one inside.
Old Zhou glanced around and his gaze fell on the innermost window.
The windows are old-fashioned aluminum alloy sliding windows, with the windowsills waist-high. The glass is covered with a layer of dust, and you can vaguely see the shadows of the row of holly bushes behind the building.
The fact that there are no security bars on the windows is good news.
But the window sash was excessively narrow; judging by its width, even a teenager would have a hard time squeezing through it sideways, let alone Lin Feng, with his broad shoulders and long legs. No matter how you looked at it, he didn't seem like someone who could squeeze through that hole.
Old Zhou took out his cigarette case, pulled out a Huazi cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it with a snap, took a deep drag, and exhaled smoke from his nostrils.
He leaned against the washbasin, his head slightly turned, his gaze warily fixed on the corridor.
"Hurry up," he said in a low voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and saw Lin Feng already crouching over the windowsill, preparing to jump down.
"Holy crap, you actually managed to squeeze through!"
Old Zhou exclaimed in disbelief, then subconsciously raised his hand, and a surge of black energy silently flowed from his palm, supporting Lin Feng's lower back.
Lin Feng turned back and gave Old Zhou a grateful look, without saying anything more, and then jumped down.
With that cloud of black mist supporting me, the fall became light and airy, as if I were being caught steadily by the wind.
The moment his feet touched the ground, Lin Feng didn't even bend his knees; he stood straight on the ground as if he were stepping down a staircase.
In front of me stood a row of holly bushes, waist-high, with dense, dark green leaves.
He crouched and disappeared into the holly bushes, only his eyes flickering slightly through the leaves as he glanced at the third-floor window.
Old Zhou leaned against the window, stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette on the windowsill, turned around and disappeared out the window.
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About ten minutes later, the sound of the side door of the corridor being pushed open came from a distance, followed by the slow rolling sound of wheels.
Lin Feng tilted his head slightly and looked out through the gaps in the leaves.
Aying walked over, dragging a dark gray hard-shell suitcase. Her gait was calm and unhurried, as if she had just finished running errands and was passing by.
When they reached the holly bushes, Aying stopped and put her suitcase down by the roadside.
Then he took out a small round mirror from his pocket, tilted his head, and tidied the stray hairs at his temples in front of the mirror.
She took out another lipstick and slowly began to touch up her makeup...