Chapter 13 Ten-minute time limit (IV)

　　Following the direction of Yan Junze's finger, Zhang Sweetie's head that was hanging upside down slowly turned, this turning was very mechanical, looking towards that red pen. 　　Then an open right hand appeared from top to bottom, knuckles bent, skin miserable white, slowly approaching the red pen, gently grasping it. 　　Yan Junze had already stood up, rubbed his somewhat numb knees, and cursed in his heart: ''Zhang Sweetheart is definitely still possessed! Otherwise, what normal person would take a pen in slow motion? Just grab it, you have to make it look so creepy!" 　　Taking advantage of the fact that she was picking up the pen, Yan Junze once again retreated backward, making himself as far away from this desk as possible. 　　Until he retreated to the front of the sofa, when he retreated a little bit further back, this position will no longer be able to see ZhangTianTian. 　　Yan Junze glanced towards the cell phone he had been clutching in his hand, there were still 5 minutes and 28 seconds left. 　　This time made him very speechless, and for a while, he wondered if there was a problem with his cell phone's timing function. 　　Just at this moment, Zhang sweet sweet body once again sat straight, originally a head of beautiful wavy curls, this time even more disorganized, as if it was a crazy person who ran out from the madhouse. 　　However, she still had her back to Yan Junze's direction, facing the file cabinet, not moving a muscle. 　　Since he had already found the pen, Yan Junze just hoped that she would just sit quietly, just like Ke Er quietly watching herself wash her hair, and not make any more trouble. 　　However, almost at the same moment, a "eek" came over. 　　Initially Yan Junze thought it was Ke Er entering the office and hurriedly looked behind himself before realizing that the sound was coming from the direction of Zhang Sugar. 　　"Where's the pen?" Zhang Sweetness continued, "Have you seen my pen?" 　　"Crap!" Yan Junze was completely speechless. 　　Didn't you just pick it up just now? Why are you asking again. 　　However, this time, he wasn't going to go over there again, because Zhang Tian Tian's kind of questioning clearly had the suspicion of trying to swindle himself over. 　　That red pen must be in her hand, this point Yan Junze was sure, just got it and started asking himself again, wanting him to go over to help find it again. 　　Impossible! 　　This time absolutely impossible! 　　"Forget it, forget it if you can't find it." Zhang Sweetie's words rang out once again. 　　However, her next words caused Yan Junze to be startled violently, "Open an opening and drain her essence, it doesn't need to be so laborious." 　　At the same time the words fell, Zhang Tian Tian no longer faced the direction of the filing cabinet, but sat on the seat and slowly rotated over. 　　Yan Junze froze for a moment, he wanted to back up to the side of the office doorway where he couldn't see Zhang Tiantian at all, but at this moment when Zhang Tiantian spun back around, he couldn't take a step. 　　As if his two feet had taken root, he stood still and stared at the spinning chair. 　　Until Zhang Tian Tian completely turned around and faced herself again, Yan Jun Ze felt that his whole person was like falling into an ice cave, his scalp was violently tightened and his whole body was cold. 　　Only to see that the red ballpoint pen which had just been picked up by Zhang Tian Tian herself, was now inserted in her right eye socket, but it was not very deep, crooked and might fall down at any time. 　　And at this moment, Zhang Sweetness herself, although she was bleeding, seemed to be completely unaware of it. 　　"This guy is starting to victimize the possessed object!" Yan Junze immediately came to a conclusion. 　　It couldn't be allowed to harm Zhang Tian Tian. 　　Moreover, just now, this fellow had said that it was going to open some kind of opening and suck her essence dry. 　　"Fei Li?" Yan Junze didn't know where he got the guts, and instead of backing up, he took a step forward, saying under his breath, "Teacher, aren't you looking for that red pen?" 　　While asking, he approached Zhang Tian Tian's desk. 　　He remembered that there had been a hint in the mission notes: don't try to provoke it, or else the consequences will be severe. 　　Since he was stalling for time, it would be better to save it if he could when this guy caused irreparable damage to Zhang Tiantian. Watching Zhang Tiantian being played alive by this guy in front of himself, Yan Junze couldn't do anything. 　　Besides, if anything happens to Zhang Tian Tian, it is very likely that it will be his turn next. 　　In a few minutes, with the weirdness and power of this possessed spirit, it was enough to abuse Yan Junze ten times. 　　The level of trepidation is really not covered. 　　Seeing Yan Junze walking back again, Zhang Sweetness squeezed out a soft smile on her face, the curves of her lips pursed up were tantalizing, but paired with the red pen that was stuck in her eye socket and twisted, it looked eerie. 　　Blood dripped down and had stained part of her blouse and pants red. 　　"Yeah, where did the pen go? I was obviously just holding it, so find it for me! Hurry!" 　　Yan Junze was already standing at the other end of the desk, forcing himself to calm down and trying to make his tone seem calm, "Okay, okay teacher. I'll give you the pen now, don't move." 　　Zhang Sweetness revealed a touch of surprise and nodded. 　　In Yan Junze's opinion, the background of the mission said clearly, "As a possessed spirit, it is lonely. No one ever cared for it, cared about it, and it couldn't release it. That's why it fell in love with adsorption, and it liked nothing better than to slowly siphon off the essence of the host body in the ring of pure breath before swallowing it bite by bite." 　　This meant that it was possible that this fellow was actually quite talkative, just eccentric in nature. As long as it tried to fulfill its demands and delayed for a while, the task might still be accomplished. 　　Most of all, if it couldn't find this red pen right now, it might be about to start adsorbing Zhang Sweetness's essence. 　　Try to satisfy it as much as possible, don't disobey it. Yan Junze made up his mind. 　　Strongly enduring the nausea, regurgitation, inner resistance, trembling fingers and the urge to escape, Yan Jun Ze propped up his left hand on the desk top, raised his right hand and slowly approached the red pen that was inserted inside Zhang Tian Tian's eye socket. 　　Time seemed to stand still. 　　Seems like after a long, long time, his fingers finally grabbed this red ballpoint pen, and at this moment, Zhang sweet sweet didn't move at all, really very cooperative sitting there, the other eye cast a gaze straight at the sweaty Yan Jun Ze. 　　At this moment, Yan Jun Ze felt that he had miscalculated, because just now, when he was outside the office, Ke Er had already run down from his back, the cold feeling that had been accompanying him had no source, he should immediately take off this thick sweater. 　　Now well, was already highly tense, plus the warmth of this thickened sweater, now he was properly burning paper money in the coffin - heat death. 　　The cap of the pen has long fallen off, only a pen body hanging. 　　Yan Junze grabbed the red pen at the same time, beads of sweat had already slid down along his cheeks, but he did not hesitate, endured fear and nausea, and slowly drew the red pen out of Zhang Tangtian's eye socket. 　　During this process, Zhang Tian Tian didn't move a bit, not to mention the pain, even the corners of her mouth didn't twitch a bit. 　　Surprisingly, the blood that flowed out was not much, and the moment the tip of the pen was completely withdrawn, a sticky mass of something was also brought out, snapped, and fell on ZhangTianTian's thigh. 　　Yan Junze didn't dare to take a closer look, his entire right hand was shaking badly now. 　　The red ballpoint pen was held up to the front of Zhang Tian Tian's other eye. 　　"Wow, you found it eh! How did you find it?" Zhang Tian Tian revealed a delighted smile.