"Agent Locke, people in this world lose their lives every day for various reasons. It seems like a set of program codes. If someone is lucky enough to survive, then the person who destroyed the program will encounter another stage. "
"Anyone who gets on that flight is equivalent to being on Death's death list."
"In other words, we passengers who were supposed to die in the plane crash will encounter assassination traps that seem to be coincidences but are actually carefully arranged by the God of Death..."
Cheng Long used the simplest and most straightforward words to explain the two accidents that happened to him and Claire. The two detectives understood it immediately, but they just couldn't believe it.
"It's ridiculous. How could there be a God of Death in the world?" Agent Locke's partner subconsciously questioned.
Claire heard this and sneered: "Then the surveillance footage you have seen is all fake? Long took me to escape from death several times this afternoon and teleported from Chinatown to my house. How do you explain it?"
"..."
The two detectives looked at each other. If they could explain clearly, there would be no need for them to come and ask.
"Listen, this world is not as simple as you think. The God of Death who makes the death list is not a kind person. Accidents may happen to Alex, Todd, Carter and others at any time."
"Instead of asking me for details, you should seize the time to arrange manpower to protect the lives of the other six survivors."
Cheng Long had no interest in being a nanny, so he could only leave the safety of Alex, Todd and others to the authorities.
Saving a person on the death list may not necessarily be a meritorious one.
This world is crazy. If you are lucky enough to survive an accident, you will be chased by the God of Death. They are ordinary people. Is it necessary to pursue them so hard?
It’s totally unreasonable!
Perhaps it is because the heaven in the East and the paradise in the West no longer exist, that the small-minded God of Death will draw up a list of the God of Death and hunt down every lucky person.
I don’t know what it is like in China. If the Lord of the Underworld is also virtuous, then he will consider changing to a kinder King Yama.
Anyway, I have already done it once in the world of Kung Fu King, so I am familiar with it.
"Agent Locke, the dragon is not a joke. You'd better arrange for people, especially Todd, he..." Claire hesitated, but in the end did not express her inner premonition.
She is not Cheng Long. She has extraordinary abilities and can do whatever she wants. Some things are better kept hidden.
After all, she is only an eighteen-year-old female high school student and has not started college yet.
"Three days have passed since the air crash, and today is the fourth day. Except for you who suffered a car accident, everyone else is safe..." Agent Locke was full of doubts in his words, and his eyes were looking directly at Cheng Long and Claire.
“Believe it or not, it’s up to you!”
Cheng Long picked up the coffee and pretended to see off guests, but Locke and the others did not understand the Oriental euphemism of serving tea to see off guests.
According to the plot of the movie, Todd will die in his bathtub tonight. The God of Death's method can be described as very clumsy. He even poured lubricant on the floor, so that Todd had no way to use it when he fell and was strangled by a clothesline. die.
In fact, in his opinion, this plot is full of loopholes. As an adult, Todd can still grasp the clothesline behind his back with both hands even if his feet have nowhere to rely on. Even if he is not strong enough, he can still pull his body upwards. A lift to make room so the head can twist and the clothesline loosened around the neck.
It's only been a few circles, so there's no chance it won't be solved.
At worst, you can still call someone, Todd's parents are staying at home! When he hears the cry, he will definitely rush in to save people.
But these are secondary. The main thing is that the God of Death kills people, and even acts like a guilty conscience by flowing the lubricant back into the sewer gap under the toilet, just like a criminal cleaning up the traces of the crime after he succeeds.
"Mr. Long, we will discuss later whether to arrange manpower to protect other air crash survivors. Please don't change the subject. I need to understand your abilities and... your purpose."
Agent Locke still used an interrogating tone, which showed that he either regarded Cheng Long as a criminal, or that he had the arrogance of white people in his bones.
"My purpose?" Cheng Long asked confused.
"Yes, the purpose of your coming to Citigroup is that there is a high probability that a special person like you with special powers comes from the officials of Dongda University. We even have every reason to doubt Flight 180 three days ago and what happened in Chinatown this afternoon. The car accident is a disaster caused by you! ”
As soon as Agent Locke's partner said something, Cheng Long's eyes suddenly became sharp.
The next moment, the rude federal agent's body floated upward uncontrollably, his eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his breathing was extremely difficult.
"Fake!"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Just as Locke was about to draw his gun, his partner, who was flying into the air, suddenly fell from the air one meter above the ground and lay on the ground coughing repeatedly.
For just a moment, he felt like he was going to die. He couldn't breathe at all. It was like being thrown into the bottom of the deep sea. Every inch of his body was being squeezed by the terrifying gravity.
It felt like my body would be crushed to pieces in the next second!
"Agent Locke, I don't think you need to risk your life to kill people. This is just a small warning. I won't do it again." Cheng Long's cold eyes made Agent Locke tremble in his heart. This man is really scary. , one look can control an adult's body, making the other person unable to breathe.
With this method, whether it is assassination or chaos, you can hide yourself very well. There is really no need to put yourself in danger.
Claire also didn't expect that Cheng Long would suddenly go berserk and almost kill an agent. However, considering the identity of the other party, Sanxian, who was somehow suspected, it was understandable to be angry, so she didn't say anything more.
No matter how the dragon treats others, as long as he is gentle to himself.
Dragons are good people!
She believed her hunch!
after a while.
The recovered detective looked at Cheng Long with eyes full of fear. There was no longer any arrogance from the bottom of his heart, and there was only one emotion left in his heart.
fear.
Fear like never before.
He really didn't want to experience what he had just experienced a second time.
Locke glanced at his partner who had escaped from death, tried his best to stay calm, and asked: "You seem to know a lot about Death, can you tell us in detail?"
"Actually, I don't know the God of Death very well. I only know that he is petty and everyone on his death list must die. The God of Death will kill people in the order of death, one after another. In the process, if someone is lucky enough to escape, then his name will be Automatically move to the back. ”
Cheng Long originally wanted to tell the federal agents about Death's killing principles, so he would not hide it. Whether Alex, Todd and others can survive depends on whether the police are willing to spend manpower and financial resources to protect them.
Claire in the movie can think of ways to protect herself. If she doesn’t trust the powerful official organization, she won’t be able to save a few plane crash survivors.
It depends on whether the officials are willing to contribute.
"Dragon, what do you mean, my name is now behind Alex and Todd?" Claire didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.
In the past few days, after experiencing two life-and-death crises, the God of Death was still unwilling to let him go. No wonder Long kept saying that the God of Death was petty. This guy is really stingy!
Cheng Long nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, before Alex and others die, even if you commit suicide, you will be safe and sound. The God of Death will protect you. He only allows people on the list to die in his own hands."< br>
"What kind of death is this? He is clearly a pervert!"
Claire now unconditionally trusts Cheng Long and will not question it no matter what the other party says.
As for calling Death a pervert, will it offend the place? This is already on the death list, so there will be people who care about this. If the God of Death dares to show up, Claire will go up and slap him twice. If he can't kill him, he will still humiliate him severely.
"Mr. Long, are you the same kind of person as the God of Death?" Agent Locke suddenly said.
"Of course not. I'm not as perverted as him. I tinker with the death list all day long." Cheng Long had actually guessed Death's intention of tinkering with the death list. He was probably too busy to do something.
If God and the Olympus gods in the Western mythology system were still there, the God of Death would definitely not be so boring. Now that I don’t know why I have no opponent, if I don’t have some fun for myself, it is indeed easy to go crazy.
It’s so cold at high places!
"Then can we understand that you have supernatural abilities like the God of Death? Even stronger than him!"
Agent Locke had obviously seen the disdainful attitude of the other party's God of Death from Cheng Long's words and deeds, and the fear of Death in his heart was inexplicably reduced.
“I haven’t met, so it’s hard to say.”
Cheng Long smiled modestly.
In fact, he had already sensed the aura of the God of Death when he was doing his tricks in the afternoon, but this guy didn't have the guts to show up, so he only dared to hide in the dark.
Either the God of Death is used to playing dirty tricks, or he finds himself difficult to deal with and dares not approach.
If it's the latter, then things will get very interesting. If it's the former, you may have to be careful not to capsize in the gutter.
But he wasn't particularly worried.
After all, if you really encounter an enemy that you can't deal with, you can return to the Hong Kong Comprehensive World at any time and end the journey early.
Claire can only let her stay in a mental hospital to protect herself!
"..."
After a moment of silence, Agent Locke stood up and said, "Mr. Long, thank you for your answer. Do you mind if I report your news to your boss?"
"Just don't bother me if you have nothing to do."
Cheng Long replied nonchalantly.
After Locke left.
Claire walked up to the man and asked, "Long, if the FBI doesn't arrange police officers to protect Todd and the others, should we make some preparations?"
"How many people can live in your home?"
“In addition to the master bedroom on the second floor where we live, there are a total of three guest rooms, which can accommodate many people.”
"Then notify them all and invite them to come and live with us. Don't force it. If they don't want to, just forget it."
Although Cheng Long didn't want to meddle in other people's business, he still couldn't bear the thought that the people on the death list were ordinary people. Whether he could survive in the future all depended on the choices of Alex and others.
"Okay, I'll call everyone right now."
Claire picked up the phone and called them one by one.
As a result, no one was willing to move here.
Agent Locke's boss received the news but did not take any action. Therefore, early the next morning, Cheng Long was still sleeping with Claire's body in his arms when he was suddenly woken up by a phone call.
"Claire, Todd committed suicide last night!"
Alex's panicked voice came from the receiver.
The dazed Claire trembled when she heard this, and said in shock: "It is impossible for Todd to commit suicide!"
"I don't believe it either, but the answer given by the police was suicide. Todd's death was very coincidental."
"..."
Claire was silent for a while and said: "I said last night that the God of Death has not let us go. If you still want to live, it's best to move to my house. Brother Long will help you."
"This... okay, I'll move."
Alex finally chose to give in. When Claire called them last night, she made it clear that something would happen to Todd or one of them that night.
Todd died, and the next victims were the remaining five.
About half an hour later.
Alex came to Claire's house with the package, and Agent Locke also came. Last night, Locke received the news of Todd's suicide and rushed to the scene with his partner to conduct the most rigorous investigation.
The result was exactly the same as the police, Todd died by coincidence...
"...After forensic identification, Todd should have accidentally scratched and bled while shaving. He accidentally slipped and fell while boiling water for a bath. His neck was strangled by the rope of the shower curtain, and he was strangled to death in the bathtub."
At this point, Locke changed the subject and continued: "Mr. Long, you told us yesterday that the God of Death likes to kill people one by one, probably in order of seating, and we have already found out."
"According to your guess, the order of the death list should be Todd, Terry, Teacher Liu Dun, Carter, Billy, Claire and Alex... But now Claire's death attack is in front of Todd, why?"
Cheng Long glanced at Claire on the side and smiled: "Maybe it's because of me. In the car accident that happened in Chinatown yesterday afternoon, the person that the God of Death wanted to kill the most was actually me."
"Okay, that's the only way to explain it."
Locke had been thinking about Death's killing order last night. Claire was taken care of by Cheng Long. Don't worry, they only needed to protect the remaining survivors of the plane crash.
Well, Alex moved here to seek shelter, and there was one less person to protect.
They only need to protect Terry, Billy, Carter and the female teacher Liu Dun, and stop the death from killing as much as possible.
Once the police and FBI got serious, their operations were very efficient. Within half an hour of Locke walking out of Claire's residence, the four Carters were surrounded by three to five police officers.
It’s just...
God is not as good as man. Even though there were three policemen with live ammunition beside Terry, who were carefully watching the surroundings, when she went out to purchase daily necessities, Terry still died under a high-speed fully loaded bus and was brutally crushed.
When Locke in the FBI received the news, he felt his scalp numb. Once the murder program set by the God of Death was started, murder was everywhere in his life.
Terry was obviously just two steps ahead of others and entered the intersection first, but she was rolled over by the bus and evenly smeared.
The relevant personnel used shovels to roughly restrain Terry's body... (End of this chapter)