Chapter 1800 Survival Game 51
That's right, she was just talking nonsense, and she didn't expect it to come true.
Of course 51 is here to kill her, otherwise why would he come here in the middle of the night and risk violating the regulations?
It has been stipulated that no conversation or communication is allowed. As long as you come over, no matter what you do, it will be judged as communication, so the only explanation is to come over and kill her.
This can be seen from the knife held in No. 51's hand. This knife is available in the cafeteria downstairs and is used to cut steaks.
No. 51 was wearing clothes when he died, otherwise it would be hard to imagine how ugly it would be for him to die here wearing swimming trunks.
Fortunately, he couldn't see where it went. The smell of blood had been absorbed by the carpet, but when he was lying on the ground, behind the colorful beach shorts, there was a large pool of yellow color. Needless to say, he knew what it was... and two more A fly flies up and down from time to time. Vomit~
The masked man suddenly woke up and suddenly stretched out his hand towards her, and he had a pistol in his hand.
After seeing it was her, he put down the gun.
Put the gun's safety back on, lifted the quilt and sat up.
"Thank you!" Xining thanked.
"No, this is what should be done." The masked man stood up and stuffed the gun into his belt on his back.
"Then I commend you for your dedication to your duties." Xining's words made the masked man pause slightly.
He looked at the mess in front of him and said, "I can't live here any longer. Let's find another room."
"Yes!" The masked man took her out of the room. Naturally, other people will do the things inside.
Xining followed the masked man and looked at his back. When a man and a woman live together in the same room, they can have many fantasies; but sleeping in a room with a corpse immediately becomes scary.
When the masked man saw a waiter, he didn't stop: "Clean the room."
The waitress who was pushing a trolley carrying towels and cleaning supplies, wearing a customized room service uniform, and tightly wrapping her hot figure, immediately nodded and responded: "Yes!"
The masked man went directly downstairs and walked to the small villa next to him. He walked to the building closest to the sea, opened the door with the key, and turned slightly sideways: "Please."
She walked in. Although the villa was not very luxurious and the decoration was simple, it looked very refreshing. There are two floors in total, and there is a large terrace of 20 square meters in front of the room on the second floor, with lounge chairs and small tables. In front is the sea and beach, with an unobstructed view.
It feels great to lie here at night, drink drinks or wine, and admire the bright moon on the sea and the stars in the sky.
And if you lie in the room, the sound of the sea water washing on the beach outside will form white noise, just like the ticking sound of rain, making people drowsy. You will definitely have a good rest here.
"Okay." She nodded, suddenly feeling that this was the house where the masked man lived?
"Ding dong, that's the right answer!" Mo Ming appeared.
I went and gave up the house I lived in. My sister was a little flattered.
Mo Ming: "That's wrong. I'm not letting you out, but living with you. Otherwise, how can you ensure that there is another contestant who won't violate the rules against you?"
Cover your forehead and roll your eyes.
Okay, okay. Xining touched her head, which was a bit headache-inducing, with her fingers: "That..."
The masked man also saw that she already knew that he lived in this suite: "There are many rooms, no one will come in here, and I also want to have a good sleep."
Last night I became a bodyguard for no reason and even killed someone. I must not have slept well.
Xining couldn't help laughing and looked at the neatly made big bed in the room, which looked like there was no wrinkle at all: "I'll go to another room."
"You are here." As if with a tone that could not be argued, he turned and walked out: "Don't lock the door when you go out, otherwise you will have to ask me to get the key." Xining stood there blankly, this is... Have you settled in?
Just stay here. Anyway, we have two days today and tomorrow. The game will continue the day after tomorrow, and then I will say goodbye.
Well, all the red wine I drank last night has reached my bladder. I need to go to the bathroom quickly.
In the bathroom, I saw toothpaste and a toothbrush in a glass. He opened the cabinet next to him and found an electric beard razor and men's aftershave toner. Sure enough, this was where he lived.
Returning to the room, I opened the closet. There were two sets of waiter clothes hanging inside, and another one...all black, with a leather windbreaker and a black mask.
The mask was gloomy, dark, and exuded the aura of death. This guy is really not worried at all. After she knows her identity, she will make some life-saving requests.
Mo Ming: "Then you suggest giving it a try."
Hehe, don’t mention it. It might be useless to point it out. If she becomes the person in charge, she will not do anything that violates the rules of the game. It is very dangerous for a woman to fall in love with a contestant, provide convenience for him, or even break the rules to let him win. He is just the person in charge of the game in this area. If there is a big boss later, the result can be imagined.
Just like the drug lords in this area who broke the rules and were taken care of by bigger drug lords.
Mo Ming: "Finally, we are more realistic and we can be taught. It seems that all my hard work has not been in vain."
What kind of effort have you put in? Do you have a heart? If so, squeeze it. I want to see if the blood flowing out of your heart is red or black.
Mo Ming: "He really likes you a little bit."
That's how it should be, my sister is a goddess, loved by everyone, flowers blooming every time, and cars getting flat tires every time.
Mo Ming...: "After he killed No. 51 last night, he went to the bedside to see you. He reached out and touched your face. At that time, his heartbeat was 180, his blood pressure was elevated, and his adrenaline..."
Wait, don't~, what do you mean?
"What do you mean? This sign shows that he was emotional at that time."
Xining almost jumped up: "Don't get angry."
If my sister leaves, how will she cope with the situation when she is left behind?
Mo Ming: "Don't worry, this kind of person is very principled. He knows what should be done and what cannot be done. He can take it up and let it go. He is much better than you."
Xining..., forget it, I'm too lazy to argue, I'm hungry, I'm going to eat.
At this time, the masked man came up with a dinner plate.
Needless to say, it was her breakfast. What was brought was very simple, no big fish or meat, two bowls of white rice porridge, three small plates of pickles, and two tea eggs.
Putting the things on the small coffee table next to him, Xining walked over and sat down: "Thank you!"
Although she is not likely to have diarrhea like No. 51 after eating too greasy or cold food, everything must be safe for now. I had a steak dinner last night, and now it’s best to have some porridge and pickles to scrape off the fat in the morning. It doesn’t hurt to wait until lunch time for a big meal.
The small cucumbers are crisp and refreshing, the curd is fragrant and salty, and the pickled melon slices are sweet and crispy. I slurped down the porridge again, no wonder I brought two bowls and one bowl was not enough.
The masked man was sitting opposite, watching, and suddenly asked: "How do you know someone will kill you?"
(End of chapter)