its 004: test

"In addition to the special situation of the old man and the woman who is taking medicine, what other circumstances can take advantage of bad luck to kill people?" Gong Ping stared at the luck with bright eyes. You once said that the fate formed by the combination of murder and murder is irresistible. In addition to the killer's release to kill by himself, how can he achieve the condition of becoming one?

"I don't know." Yun answered directly, "Life under an unconscious attitude is like a dream. I can't remember everything in my dream. I only vaguely remember that I had to find bad luck before I could lead to murder. Since your hand can strip the bad luck from the master, think about it, you may also take the murderous heart from the master.

"Then I'll put them together and put them back on the damn person, right?" Gong Ping nodded slowly.

"I don't know if that's the case." Yun answered honestly. However, I vaguely feel that after artificially integrating the two, the combination of the two will produce great power, and no luck can be stopped, so there will be no power contest between the killer and the killed. That is to say, I think the bad monsters generated in this way can kill each other directly.

"Try it and you will know." Gong Ping gritted his teeth. Now I'm afraid that no one hates the boss more than me and wants him to die more, right?

"Do you want to kill yourself?" Yun was shocked, "I don't know if that works, or if it's dangerous."

"But always try it." Gong Ping turned on the faucet, washed his face, and returned to the friendly white-collar worker.

"You have to find an opportunity to get close to the boss so that you can catch his bad luck. In my current capacity, I don't have this opportunity at all. We have to create opportunities." He muttered to himself and left the bathroom. So, work hard."

Yun floated behind Gong Ping, looking at the pile of reports and materials on the table, and it also felt a headache without a real head. However, Gong Ping did not take these things seriously. He skillfully turned on the computer, started the software, and then dealt with them in order according to priorities, which was methodical. Yun couldn't help sighing that his life was really a person with real ability, but it was a pity that his personality was not very good in the past, so he was suppressed in such a sad position.

But now everything is different. Yun found that Gong Ping's personality has changed, and it has become a little too fast. It thought for a moment and thought that it was the result of a sudden outbreak of depression over the years.

It's like a volcano, usually dead, like a pile of cold stones, but once the pressure reaches a certain level, it is a stone fire that can destroy everything.

"Yes, it's depressing." Yun nodded, "In the vague memory of the past, I seem to remember that he learned such a sentence, 'If you don't burst in silence, you will perish in silence'. Now he has been struck by lightning and is about to explode. What will such an honest man look like when he bursts out? Interesting."

"Ah, I haven't worked for a long time. It's really tiring." Before dark, Gong Ping finally finished everything and sent the spreadsheet to everyone as required. He stretched out, got up from his seat and left the office.

"I thought you were just sick and had to stay up all night. Young man, don't work too hard." The security guard in his forties sent him to the elevator with a smile. Gong Ping nodded and thanked him and walked into the elevator with a friendly smile.

"You seem to be fascinated by this kind of work?" Seeing that there was no one else in the elevator, he asked him.

"It doesn't matter." Gong Ping smiled and said, "The content of the work is not important. The important thing is that it can feed me and let me send thousands of yuan to my distant family every month - you know, in a small city in the north, this is not a small amount. It is enough for my parents to spend every day leisurely."

"What about now?" Ask.

"Now there is another meaning." Gong Ping said, "I want to find a way to get close to the boss. Work is the most direct way."

"If you kill him, won't the company collapse? Then you will lose your job, and your parents will lose thousands of yuan a month. I asked inexpnoia.

"Three years." Gong Ping said, "I have worked for three years, and Wang Xiaomei is the first person who really cares about me. From childhood to age, only my mother fed me when I was sick.

"Are you in love with her?"

"No." Gong Ping shook his head, "I can only say that I had a good vision for her and the future at that time, and I couldn't talk about love."

"Is it worth doing this for her?" I'm even more puzzled.

"You are my luck, but why don't you know me?" Gong Ping looked at Yun and was somewhat embarrassed: "You know, I didn't realize it until you were struck by lightning. Can you remember what happened when you were a baby? I'm afraid I remember very little about my childhood, right?

"Sorry, I didn't expect that." Gong Ping smiled. My father has taught me since I was a child to be a good person and be worthy of my conscience. It's someone else's business how others treat you, and you just need to know how to repay others. I always remember this, so most of the time, I would rather suffer some losses as long as the people around me are happy.

He looked at his luck: "Also, I want to be worthy of everyone who is good to me. Do you understand?"

"What about your future?"

"You can look for a job again." Gong Ping said, "If the president dies, the company may not go bankrupt, because this is a joint-stock company. And if the company goes bankrupt, there is no need to worry, because in the past few years, I have secretly found a few suitable jobs.

"It's amazing." Yun sighed, "I can't see that a gas bag in the office has already brewed a job-hopping plan."

"Life is hard, and people have to be prepared." Gong Ping said.

Leave the company and walk on the street. Gong Ping stared at everyone passing by. People are either in a hurry or leisurely. Everyone is followed by a white shadow, and there are also some clear or unclear monsters lying on their shoulders, confronting each other with white shadows.

"Is there anyone who is not hated?" Gong Ping looked around and couldn't help sighing.

"Yes." Yun said, "At least so far, I haven't seen anyone hate you."

"It's mediocre not to be jealous." Gong Ping smiled at himself, "People like me can only be pitied and despised."

"If someone knows your ability, your bad luck will be as big as the earth." Luck said jokingly.

"Actually, I feel that the earth under my feet is my bad luck now." Gong Ping said half jokingly. Yun couldn't help looking down at the earth that was darkened by the movement of sunlight, and there was a palpitation for no reason.

"Life has changed, and you have to work hard." I think about it in my heart.

After staying in the hospital for too long, Gong Ping felt that he was seriously short of exercise, so he planned to walk two streets first and squeeze the bus when he couldn't stand it. When he walked through a small pedestrian square that he usually didn't pass by when he was cycling, his eyes were attracted by a disabled little girl on the street.

The little girl was about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a faded red coat. Her trousers were ragged, her right leg was intact, but her left leg was bent at a strange angle. She kept kowtopping to the pedestrian, with tears in her eyes and dust on her forehead. Many people were compassionate with the little girl, throwing money into the small bucket in front of her for one or two yuan, and some of them were fifty-hundred yuan.

"What is she doing?" Luck is not about knowing everything in the world.

"Begging."

"She gets a lot of money, but she doesn't seem to be happy." Yun said.

"Yes." Gong Ping looked at the little girl. There was a lonely white shadow behind her, standing there like a walking corpse.

"Can you talk to it?" Gong Ping asked for luck. Yun shook his head: "It has no wisdom." He paused and said, "There is no bad luck on the little girl."

"It's wonderful." Gong Pingke sighed, "People who have no bad luck live a painful life."

"Because bad luck is not the same as the bad luck that you human beings understand." Answer.

Gong Ping didn't say much. He just walked over silently and stood in front of the little girl, staring at the white shadow behind her for a long time. Bai Ying's eyes were open blankly. Because his eyes were white, he couldn't know where he was looking. The little girl felt that someone passed by in front of her and began to kowtow constantly.

Gong Ping reached out and grabbed her.

"Does it hurt?" He pointed to the little girl's left leg. The little girl looked down, tears flowed out, and nodded, "Sir, okay."

"Tell me, do you hate him?" Gong Ping asked.

The little girl was stunned. She raised her head and looked at Gong Ping in astonishment. Gong Ping patted her on the head gently: "I know, your legs are not naturally disabled, are you? Someone deliberately broke it and then asked you to go to the street to beg. Isn't it?"

The little girl trembled and lowered her head and dared not speak. Gong Ping continued to look at her and asked, "You hate him very much, don't you?"

"Sir, it's all right!" The little girl grabbed the corners of Gongping's trousers while crying.

"What are you going to do?" Yun asked puzzledly.

"In human beings, there is a kind of person who specializes in abducting other people's children, beating them into disabilities and begging on the street." Gong Ping said. Because these children are really disabled and young, most people will be compassionate. But the giver's money did not enter the children's pockets, but in the hands of the abductors.

"How can human beings treat their own kind like this?" The luck is really surprising.

"Yes." Gong Ping nodded and smiled at the little girl who was staring at him: "Don't worry, you will be free soon."

"What are you going to do?" Yun asked again.

"Test." Gong Ping said. I want to see if I can dig out the murderous spirit.

"You're crazy. It's too dangerous." Yun shook his head and said, "The other party is a villain who treats his kind cruelly, and you..."

"This is a good opportunity. It's hard to find." Gong Ping said as he looked around. All the people who pass by carry big or small bad luck, some of which are extremely ferocious, but Gong Ping feels that it is not enough.

"I found it."

Finally, nearly 100 meters away from the little girl's begging place, Gong Ping saw a huge thing. It was a black monster more than two meters high, waving four claws like scissors, squatting on the shoulder of a man in a dark jacket. Behind the man, there was a thin, long, clear white shadow, which was at peace with the black doom.

"Why are you sure it's him?" Ask.

"If you were broken and forced to beg in the scorching sun and rainstorms every day, how would you hate the people who hurt you?" Gong Ping asked.

"I'm not a human being. I can't experience the so-called inner pain, and I don't understand what it's like to have broken legs, let alone the scorching sun and rainstorms." Answer honestly.

"Forget it, just look at it." Gong Ping said and walked slowly to the man.