Chapter 26: Their respective calculations
In the living room with an area of up to ten square meters, Luo Xi, Wu Rui, Liu Mao, Song Yan, and Fan Yong sat opposite each other.
Near the door, a few pairs of slippers were placed randomly, and there were dismantled express boxes next to them. The room was dark and a little stuffy, and there was tea on the old coffee table, which was still steaming.
But Luo Xi didn’t touch it, he didn’t touch it, and Wu Rui and Liu Mao didn’t dare to drink.
Things are very interesting. Even if they don’t need special emphasis, Wu Rui and Liu Mao now need to follow Luo Xi’s instructions. This subtle identity of primary and secondary may have started from the last scene in the company. Already formed.
Luo Xi's sitting posture was very casual, leaning on the sofa with her arms spread wide and her head raised, looking at Fan Yong and Song Yan who were sitting opposite on the small bench from a 'looking down' angle.
The postures of these two people are completely opposite to Luo Xi's. They try to put their limbs together as much as possible, with their chests hunched, their heads slightly lowered, and their eyelids raised to look at Luo Xi.
“First of all, we must make it clear that you are different from us. The biggest difference is that the customs clearance conditions are different, so strictly speaking, there will not be too many conflicts of interest among the different representatives of the appeal. This is our The prerequisite for cooperation.”
“.”
“Well, to put it bluntly, we are not enemies. So, do you know the conditions for clearance?”
Luo Xi asked.
Fan Yong looked at Song Yan, and the latter shook his head, so the former also shook his head.
"If we knew, we would have escaped long ago. We suddenly became memory collectors. This is all so unbelievable and crazy. I, I, I don't even know how to describe this. It's like a dream." Song Yan raised her hand to gesture, and you could see the red nails painted on her fingers.
“It’s still a nightmare!” Fan Yong next to him said in a low voice, not deliberately, but entirely because of his low mood.
This man is not strong, on the contrary, he is a bit thin. He is in his thirties, his face is full of vicissitudes of life, his eyes are bloodshot, and he looks a bit scary.
From just now, he has been staring at the cigarette in Luo Xi's hand.
I can see that I want to smoke.
But there are no cigarettes in the house. Perhaps, his wife does not allow smoking at home.
Strict wife control?
"Everything has its meaning, and the same is true for the day of imprisonment." Luo Xi moved his fingers at this time.
"What do you mean?" Song Yan asked.
Luo Xi did not answer, but asked: "What killed you in the previous rounds?"
"Zhou Ya!" The two said almost in unison.
Wu Rui thought the name was familiar, but couldn't remember it at once. Liu Mao stared and hesitated because Luo Xi had just said that he was not allowed to speak.
"The girl whose birthday is today?" Luo Xi asked at this time.
At this moment, Wu Rui remembered that when they were in the corridor just now, several children playing did indeed say "Zhou Ya's birthday is at noon" and discussed what gifts to give.
"So, the cleaner in this scene is a little girl." Luo Xi calculated quickly, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
Immediately afterwards, he asked: "Is she strong?"
You can clearly see the extreme fear on the faces of Song Yan and Fan Yong, even after hearing "Zhou" When they heard the word "ya", their fingers were trembling.
"So, did she change at the birthday party, or before that?" Luo Xi already had some preliminary judgments at this time, based on the information given by Song Yan and his wife and the previous scene manager. The 'clearance conditions' can be roughly judged that there will be a birthday party in the apartment at noon, and one of the conditions for clearing the scene is to 'survive past one o'clock at noon'. In other words, the birthday party at noon is a Shura field, which is a key node.
"Before the birthday party, around twelve o'clock, she was so scary. At that moment, the whole building changed. There were hair everywhere. There was nowhere to hide," Song Yan said in a trembling voice.
"What did she do before she changed? Or, what happened?"
"No, I don't know."
"No?"
< br>"Yes, we haven't seen her before."
"Okay!"
Luo Xi looked at the time. It was now 9:11 in the morning, less than three hours before 12:00 noon.
Time is running out.
“Who do you think is the memory picker in the apartment now, besides you two?” Luo Xi asked.
"Wang Tao must be!" Fan Yong said at this time.
Immediately afterwards, he talked about Wang Tao's situation. He lived on the sixth floor.
"It should be Room 603. He is a homebody. I heard that he has been playing games at home and has no serious work. I saw him kill Zhao Man in the last round. Well, Zhao Man is the neighbor who lives downstairs, but I I’m not familiar with her and don’t know what she does.” Fan Yong explained.
"Old Zhou may be the same." Song Yan suddenly said through gritted teeth at this time.
"Old Zhou? It's impossible, how could he do it?" Fan Yong looked very surprised.
"Tch, there must be something wrong with him, I can see it, maybe he is still a senior." Song Yan squinted her eyes, wondering what was going through her mind at this moment, her eyes were a little wandering .
"By the way, Lao Zhou's name is Zhou Xinpeng, and he is Zhou Ya's father." Fan Yong looked at Luo Xi and said.
"Is there anyone else who can be identified or is suspicious?" Luo Xi asked.
Opposite Song Yan and Fan Yong shook their heads together: "No, the others are newcomers at first glance and don't know anything. It is impossible for people like this to obtain memory cards. They will become amnesiacs when they die. "
It is estimated that many of these people were killed by this couple. Of course, they would not say such things.
But this couple actually doesn’t know much. For example, they don’t know how many ‘memory collectors’ there will be in this scene each time.
Their strategy is actually very simple. They are to think of various ways to find at least two memory collectors and then kill them. In this way, the two of them can each obtain a memory card to ensure that they will not be killed after being killed by Zhou Ya. Amnesia.
As for the others, they don’t know.
"Have you met the administrator of the apartment building, Carrot? Or do you know who he is?" Luo Xi asked. "Carrot? I seem to have some impression, but..."
This time, Song Yan and Fan Yong thought for a while before saying, "I can't remember."
"Can't remember?" Luo Xi was stunned.
"Yes, I feel like I know, but I can't remember who he is."
Luo Xi stared at the couple for a long time before nodding: "Next question, Have you ever been killed?"
"No, someone tried to take action, but we and my wife killed him instead." When she said this, Song Yan licked her lips, leaned over and looked. There was a hint of temptation in Luo Xi's eyes.
"So, where did you get what you know about the Memories and the Day of Imprisonment?" There was no reaction in Luo Xi's eyes, which made Song Yan over there feel a little lost in herself. Suspicious, she lowered her head and looked at the career line exposed by deliberately unbuttoning her pajamas just now. Her eyes turned cold unconsciously and she did not answer the question.
Fan Yong next to her hesitated to speak and looked over, as if he didn't dare to make his own decision.
"Isn't it convenient to answer?" Luo Xi asked.
"Yes, it's not convenient to answer." Song Yan's tone was a little cold: "You have asked us so many questions. To be fair, we also have to ask you some questions."
Luo Xi shook his head. , interrupted directly: "No, you have to figure out the relationship between us. The relationship is not equal. It is you who beg me, not me who begs you. Another point is that there are no questions that are inconvenient for me to answer. If you do not cooperate or deliberately conceal or even lie, I can interrupt our relationship at any time. Cooperation. ”
The attitude is very strong.
Song Yan immediately put on a smile: "Don't be angry, I didn't mean that. Well, let me tell you, a friend told us about the day of confinement."
"What's his name?" ?"
"Song Lian!"
"Room 102?"
"Do you know him? But now he has lost his memory." Song Yan was very surprised. The other party seemed to be very familiar with their situation here. It seemed that many people she talked about, most of the men, knew this. It's a bit unfathomable, but the point is, maybe the other party can really take them out.
This is the most important thing. For Song Yan, nothing is more important than being able to escape.
"The old Zhou you just mentioned, Zhou Xinpeng." Luo Xi paused at this time, showing some hesitation and did not continue.
"Huh? What's wrong with him?" Song Yan and Fan Yong looked at Luo Xi, wondering what he was going to say.
“Forget it!” Luo Xi waved his hand.
"No, what's wrong with Lao Zhou?" Song Yan was a little angry. What she hated most was this kind of hesitation.
Luo Xi glanced at her: "You said that Lao Zhou is a Shi Yi person, then he must know that her daughter Zhou Ya is a cleaner, and they live together. Isn't he afraid? In other words, as a father, he should know Zhou Ya best. Ya people, do you think he knows how Zhou Ya turned into a monster? So I don’t think you are right? Yes, that Zhou Xinpeng is definitely not a memory collector. He must be an amnesiac. Otherwise, it can only mean that there must be a big secret in him."
"." Song Yan's expression was wonderful, she was obviously caught in something. Thinking, even thought of something, a little excited, but deliberately suppressed it not to show it.
"Forget it, let's not talk about him, let me think about what to do next!" Luo Xi did not continue to ask questions, but his eyes were wandering, and his fingers seemed to be tapping the armrest of the sofa unconsciously.
No one spoke in the room, and it fell into a strange silence.
A few minutes later, a sudden knock on the door startled everyone in the house.
"Mom, open the door."
The child is back.
Luo Xi stood up, and Wu Rui also hurriedly helped Liu Mao up. At this time, Liu Mao had almost recovered, with only some skin injuries, a heavy blow to the head, and some concussion.
Fan Yong went over to open the door, and several children ran back happily, and the room suddenly became lively.
"Dad, why are you at Brother Yanzhe's house? I thought you had gone to work." The speaker was Liu Sixin, Liu Mao's seven-year-old son.
"Dad has a day off today." Liu Mao said nonsense.
"Dad, what's wrong with your head?" Liu Sixin discovered the blood on Liu Mao's head.
"It's okay, I bumped into the wall accidentally." Liu Mao walked over and held his son in his arms, his eyes full of love.
"Brother Mao, let's go to your house to sit, but we came in a hurry today and didn't bring anything with us." After Luo Xi finished speaking, he walked out, thought for a while, turned back and said to Song Yan and Fan Yong in the room: "Wait for my call. Don't do anything before that, otherwise the cooperation will be cancelled."
The couple with evil intentions closed the door.
"Husband, what do you think?" Song Yan asked in a low voice.
Fan Yong immediately said: "I listen to you."
"I can't trust that person. He has a problem and didn't tell us the truth. Maybe he was just acting and pretending. Calm down, just to rescue Liu Mao and trick us." Song Yan held a knife in her hand, with a fierce look in her eyes.
"But, what if what that person said is true?" Fan Yong hesitated and said.
"Oh, hubby, you are really cute and silly. How can there be any good people in this world? But this matter is not a bad thing for us. No matter what that person said is true or false, at least at this stage , he will find a way to break the situation. We just need to observe the situation. If the situation is not right, we will kill him. They have at least three memory collectors, which means they have three memory cards, and they may have other cards on them. In short, this time We won’t suffer.”
After saying that, Song Yan lay on the bed, her hair spread out, and her chest with a wide open collar revealed a soft white color, which was a bit dazzling.
Then, she seemed to have thought of something, and sat up suddenly. After thinking for a moment, she began to change her clothes, and then hid the knife in her clothes.
"Honey, why are you going?" Fan Yong saw the clues.
"I'm going out, you stay at home."
"Where to go?"
"Oh, don't ask. Just watch your children at home and don't let them run around."
(End of Chapter)