On the endless deep blue sea, a giant cruise ship is sailing.
The 290-meter-long, 59-meter-wide and 63-meter-high luxury cruise ship is called Gabriel II. This trip departs from Canada, crosses the Atlantic Ocean, and sails to France.
This is more like a white fortress moving at sea than a ship.
The pilgrims in the box are people from all over the world and from all walks of life who are invited by the cruise company to board the ship for a free luxury sea voyage. But at the cost, they had to follow the staff's arrangement to participate in a series of activities, which were filmed and made into an all-amateur reality show.
There were 30 guests on board, and 500 crew members and program staff.
The setting sounds a lot like the beginning of a standard horror suspense movie, but for now, no one cares.
Lin Hangzhi entered the box and was stunned when he woke up from his cabin. He thought he had entered a palace by mistake. Everything in the room revealed the luxury and elegance of classical Europe, even the sink was gilded. , It also has an open-air balcony with a direct view of the sea.
His identity is a journalist from Malaysia.
Lin Hangzhi was stroking the exquisite patterns on the four-poster of the big bed as if he had never seen it before, when suddenly, the phone at the head of the bed rang.
"Mr. Lin Hangzhi, it's about time for dinner. The director needs to explain some precautions during the filming process. Please come to the No. 7 restaurant at 11:50 and attend in formal attire."
The other party was fluent in English, Lin Hangzhi guessed that the ship was full of European-style service, politely replied "Thank you", and finally opened the huge solid wood wardrobe—
Made a bunker's exclamation.
Half an hour later, Lin Hangzhi finally found out where the restaurant No. 7 is. The theme of this restaurant is palace style. The waiter wears a bow tie in white clothes and black trousers, and brings plates of delicate food to the table.
After putting on a suit after a long time, Lin Hangzhi felt a little uncomfortable. Even with such a high-spirited dress on his body, he still couldn't stop the frustration he exuded from the inside out.
There were not many people in the restaurant. Lin Hangzhi looked around, wondering if he had come early.
"Hey bro!" Someone suddenly patted him on the back, almost preventing him from spitting out a mouthful of blood. Alan enthusiastically stopped Lin Hangzhi's shoulder, grabbed two random hands on his head, and said with a smile, "Don't you know how to get your hair done?"
"I'm not used to using hairspray." Lin Hangzhi pulled his arm down and looked back, "Is anyone else here?"
"I didn't see it. Let's go inside and wait. The lunch looks delicious."
The two randomly picked a round table and sat down. Seeing that no one was paying attention, Allen quietly dipped a fork in the foie gras and tasted it. Lin Hangzhi touched the white lily in the vase, and the petals were still stained with crystal clear water. beads.
People walked into the restaurant in twos and threes. Lin Hangzhi secretly observed these strange pilgrims with different skin and hair colors, and caught a touch of light blue.
Wang Que saw him at the same time, his eyes lit up, he wanted to wave at them, halfway up his arms, realizing that it was not right, he immediately put it down and walked over quickly.
Wang Que chose an ankle-length dress, the skirt was inlaid with sparkling diamonds, like stars twinkling in the sky, her hair was rolled up and fixed with a pearl headdress, and she put on makeup, which looked a little different from usual.
Ellen: "The lipstick color is beautiful."
Wang Que showed him the inside of his wrist, and there were still many shallow marks left after the lipstick test, and smiled: "I have tried a lot of sticks."
Dong Zheng and Dong Linhai also walked in quickly, different from Alan Linhang, whether it was the sleeve length of the shirt showing the cuffs of the coat, the edge of the white handkerchief exposed in the decorative pocket on the chest, or the cufflinks that shone luxuriously. The unhurried pace frequency, and the attitude of not looking around at all, all clearly explained one thing - the two brothers are really like the rich people in the upper class who should appear here.
Lin Hang couldn't help but sighed, "The children of aristocratic families are just different."
Allen said cheerfully: "Anyway, we also have a chance to experience the life of a rich man, right?"
The Wonton Insurgent team gathered, and Allen asked, "Where's Cui Er?"
Dong Zheng: "He's not on the list. He and Victor went to other places to find food."
As a prisoner, Cui Zuojing was not among the 30 people invited by the director and could not enter the restaurant, so he went to a bar next door to ask for something to eat.
The boy was wearing a suit with a suspender strap, and a small plush rabbit doll was pinned to his left chest. The soft black hair was pulled by Dong Zheng and forcibly sprayed with hairspray. At this time, each strand was softly staying where it should be.
He was holding the cat, so Victor's white fur was inevitably glued to the black trousers.
Cui Zuojing drank an ice-cold Coke with a straw in his mouth, and looked around lazily. In addition to him, there were some show staff in the bar.
Looks like a good place to eavesdrop.
When a man in a brown vest with many pockets entered the restaurant, the pilgrims who were talking in low voices all stopped.
He is not tall, has dark brown curly hair, looks ordinary, wears a round hat, and the dozen or so pockets on his clothes are all bulging.
Seeing that no one made a sound, he nodded in satisfaction, stood in the aisle of the restaurant, glanced at everyone's faces, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the shooting site of "The Seventh Day" Gabai Lee No. 2, I'm Director Ax, it's a pleasure to meet here today.
He speaks standard American English. As an American, Allen doesn't need to speak. Dong Zheng and Lin Hangzhi are both top students, Wang Que's English is also good, only Dong Linhai looks confused.
So Allen quietly did a simultaneous translation for Linhai.
"Three weeks ago, I sent out an invitation to the 30 guests who were there to come to this great event on the Atlantic, and at the end of the trip, each would receive a $1 million notice fee, $100,000 of which was prepaid. , you must have already received it.
"Our program is sponsored by the American HEM company, and it takes about two months from shooting to post-production. During this period, you need to follow the principle of confidentiality and do not disclose the program to anyone outside the program. Content.
"What we're going to create will be the greatest, most exciting, and most popular show in the entire history of entertainment! When it airs, everyone will be a star enjoying the applause and cheers of flowers!"
Contrary to Asker's stirring speech, the pilgrims present were all indifferent, except for sparse applause.
Lin Hangzhi whispered to Dong Zheng: "There is obviously something tricky in it."
Asker didn't feel embarrassed, and continued: "From today we have entered the high seas, and we can start the official shooting. The content and precautions of the first event will be sent to you after the meal, and there will be staff to assist in comparing the script.
"The main purpose of gathering everyone here this time is to get to know each other. In the next month, you will spend this wonderful time together."
A smile appeared on the corner of Ax's lips. He took off his hat and bowed to everyone, "Okay, that's all I have to say. I won't waste everyone's time. I wish you a happy meal."
The director left the restaurant, and the surroundings became lively again. Everyone was whispering to their companions. Dong Zheng looked around for a week and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Allen asked softly.
"There are only 29 people here."
Hearing the words, Allen immediately counted them, and there were indeed only 29.
"Isn't the director counted before the meeting before everyone arrives?"
Dong Zheng shook his head, not knowing what was going on, he looked back, picked up the knife and fork and started to eat.
The plot has not started yet, and there is no quest prompt. The name of the box is Dusk Island, and it seems that the cruise ship must not have reached its destination as safely as it had hoped.
The so-called program is probably just to give them a reason to gather here, don't care too much.
Might as well enjoy a meal in peace.
Cui Zuojing was almost full at the bar.
He fed Victor a glass of whiskey, and while Victor drank, he used the sensitive hearing of cats to eavesdrop on the conversation of the staff of the program not far away.
They are working on the process.
Victor listened to it for a while, and probably understood what it meant. In the first round of the show, they would release a different identity for each guest, and the identity of the person they needed to "assassinate" within three days. The guests need to "assassinate" their target with the props prepared by the show team until the last person is left.
It is worth mentioning that casualties are allowed in the "assassination" process, and if you kill someone due to negligence, according to the terms of the signed contract, you do not have to pay legal responsibility.
The million-dollar notification fee for each person is actually life-saving money.
If this show can really be broadcast normally, this operation will definitely shock people's attention.
After taking the last sip of Coke, Cui Zuojing poured the ice cubes that had not completely melted into his mouth and chewed, and left with Victor.
Because of the large number of facilities, the route on the boat is a bit complicated for a person like Cui Zuojing who has only been here for a few hours. He couldn't figure out which floor he was on for a while, but he was not in a hurry and wandered around aimlessly. .
He had also experienced the box on the cruise ship before, but at that time, he was too busy intrigue and murder, and didn't enjoy it.
Now there is finally a chance.
As he turned a corner, he nearly collided head-on with a man walking from the other side.
Cui Zuojing took two steps back, moved to the side, and made way for the other party: "Sorry."
For the most part, he is polite to strangers.
"It's okay." The man's voice was low. He was about 1.9 meters tall, with short blond hair, light gray eyes, and deep nasolabial lines on both sides of his lips, looking a little indifferent.
The suit and leather shoes made him exude the breath of strangers.
He stared at Cui Zuojing for two seconds, the corners of his mouth twitched, and something seemed to be surging in the depths of his pupils, and in the end it all returned to a repressed calm.
The man's gaze moved to the white cat in the young man's arms again, and then withdrew his gaze, and walked past Cui Zuojing without looking sideways.
Cui Zuojing was seen inexplicably, turned his head and watched his back disappear at the end of the corridor.
The man walked without the slightest sound.