After dressing the wound in the storage room, Lao Yu took out his own bread from the cabinet and took a bite. The pain here is very real. He took an analgesic, but the effect of the medicine has not been exerted yet. There are only two small tablets in total, so he has to save it.
Just after swallowing the piece of dry and hard bread, Shen Ti pushed the door open and came in, with the brown sunglasses that he had just changed in the morning still on the bridge of his nose.
When he saw Old Yu, he paused, then pushed his glasses, and said "Good afternoon" to him in German.
The way he greeted was weird, and Lao Yu nodded at him without saying anything.
Shen Ti himself suddenly realized something, "Oh no, you are French." After speaking, he said "I'm sorry" in French.
He is a weirdo. There was nothing unusual about this matter, and Lao Yu didn't bother to pay attention to it. He saw Shen Ti walking towards the glass cabinet beside him, and only then did he realize that Shen Ti's supplies were put together with his own.
Shen Ti didn't eat, and almost all of his supplies didn't move, no wonder the energy bar on his head was much less than others. He opened the cabinet door, took out only a bottle of water, unscrewed the lid and poured it into his mouth, drinking water like some kind of animal.
Lao Yu didn't look back at him again, and stuffed the last bit of bread he broke off into his mouth to chew. He opened his striped shirt, and his body hurts, which hurts a little strangely. In addition to the chest and abdomen injured in the duel, I also feel some pain in the back.
And ankles.
At some point, Shen Ti sat beside him without showing any trace.
"Hey, your skill is that you can go to other people's rooms casually, right?" He stretched out his hand, imitating the walking gesture with his index and middle fingers,
Old Yu frowned, "Did you know now?"
"Just to confirm again."
Shen Ti seemed to be thinking about something, after thinking for a while, he pointed to his chest, "What's inside your clothes?"
Lao Yu subconsciously pulled his shirt away, looked down by himself, then raised his head in a daze and asked Shen Ti: "What?"
"Oh." There was no fluctuation on Shen Ti's face, and he said boldly, "The wound on your chest is a bit strange, I want to see it again."
It was only at this time that Lao Yu realized that he had been deceived by Shen Ti just now. This guy had no rules at all and didn't look like a normal person.
"What do you mean?"
Shen Ti tilted his head to stare, then raised his head and drank the last sip of water in the bottle, "The wounds are all new, did you get them during the duel?"
"En." Old Yu nodded.
"Is there nothing else..." Shen Ti stretched his neck to observe Lao Yu's other places, almost looking at his whole body.
"What are you going to do?" Old Yu was baffled by him.
Unable to find any other wounds, Shen Ti chose to give up. He seemed to be sleepy, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and said lazily, "Let me ask you, what did you and that kid do last night?"
His attitude is very ordinary, his speech is listless, and the most important thing is that his thinking is still jumping, jumping to a new topic all of a sudden.
Old Yu was slightly dissatisfied with his attitude, "Why should I tell you?"
Shen Ti turned his face, a pair of green eyes faint in the dim light, like will-o'-the-wisps, "You can pretend." He pointed his thumb outside the door, "It's not like this outside, you are bullying me ?"
A sensible attitude.
Stirred by Shen Ti, Lao Yu didn't know what to say for a while.
"Forget it." Shen Ti squeezed the bottle in his hand, picked it up and blew on the mouth of the bottle until it puffed up, and then closed the lid, "I'm not interested in your private conversation. You just need to tell me, What time was it after the chat, and where did you go after that?"
Lao Yu frowned, even though he didn't want to tell Shen Ti the answer, but he couldn't help but recall it when he heard his question.
"Let's think about it, this hypnotic gas made me a little confused." Old Yu took a deep breath, "I just remember that when we were talking in the living room, it was almost twelve o'clock. At that time, I was talking to Wu You Said, it's getting late, we should go back to sleep, or there might be a foul."
Shen Ti conjured a lollipop out of nowhere, held it in his mouth, and asked vaguely, "And then? You went back?"
Old Yu nodded, "He walked with me. We walked to the door side by side and said good night to each other. Wu You is a very polite child."
"Then what?"
"Then I went back to my room and went to bed."
"Sleeping..." Shen Ti repeated these three words, then raised his eyebrows at him again, "Don't you think it's strange?"
"What's so strange?" Old Yu asked in a daze.
"Your skills." Shen Ti counted with his fingers, "You can use skills from 7:00 pm to 5:00 am, and then you will be forced to fall asleep at 12:00 pm. So five hours are wasted ,right."
After speaking, he raised his eyes and stared at Old Yu, as if he wanted to observe some traces to prove his conjecture.
But Lao Yu just showed confusion, and told him, "I'm also very strange, I still don't understand how to use my skills, even if I can go to other people's rooms at night before going to bed, I can't get his supplies, There's no way to do anything else, so what's the point?"
Shen Ti nodded lazily, more like shaking twice, then stood up, "I knew it."
Old Yu was puzzled: "What do you know?"
"I know you don't know anything."
After Shen Ti finished speaking, he left without looking back.
Lao Yu sat inside for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt, so he buttoned up his shirt and opened the door. It happened that the holy voice announcing the duel came from the bunker.
"Another duel?" Old Yu didn't expect it.
Zhong Yirou walked in from the passage, "It was initiated by Ueno Dacheng, to Liu Chengwei."
When they went to the duel room together, it was already the second duel that Ueno had initiated against Liu Chengwei. What surprised Zhong Yirou was that Ueno's expression did not look like that of a person who initiates a duel. His expression was in a trance, and his pupils seemed to have no focus.
Zhong Yirou stood still, only to realize that An Wujiu was not there. When she turned her head, she saw that Wu You had just entered, and went straight to Yang Ming who was in the dark corner.
She pretended to drop her lipstick, and when she turned around to pick up something, she glanced in the direction of the two of them, and happened to see Wu You take out something from her pocket and hand it to Yang Ming. It was unclear what it was.
Soon, Wu You walked towards her calmly, and finally stopped beside Zhong Yirou.
Zhong Yirou also pretended not to see anything, and asked him in a low voice: "Liu Chengwei only has four health bars left?"
"Probably." Wu You said.
"Aren't you going up?"
Wu You stared at Liu Chengwei, who was covered in bruises not far away, and still did not forget to insult them.
"I don't need it."
The weapons for the second duel were nail sticks and machetes. Although Liu Chengwei's health bar is lower than that of Ueno, he is still fierce. There are not many places.
And Ueno, who has always been extremely humble, was stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and smashed Liu Chengwei's chest with a nail stick like crazy.
The sharp steel nails smashed into the flesh and were pulled out again.
This fierce fight without rules is like a real beast.
Zhong Yirou is a doctor, and he has seen too many broken limbs and arms, and it is not the first time he has entered the altar. Although he feels that killing each other is bad, he can't react too much. She looked sideways at Yang Ming, whose expression was more indifferent than before.
With Shang Ye Dacheng's character, it is impossible to initiate a duel on his own initiative. This duel must have been initiated by Yang Ming.
But why
Is it really just because he suspects that Liu Chengwei is a cultist? Just be so hard-hearted
But what good would it do him to fight to the death of one of his subordinates
Could it be that there are new chess pieces
"The duel is over."
Coming out of the duel threshold, both of them were bloody. Liu Chengwei's face was covered with wounds and blood, and now he could no longer see a single blind eye, and felt horrible.
His footsteps were swaying, and he walked forward step by step, with bloody footprints. He didn't stop until Yang Ming was in front of him.
Yang Ming was dressed in a neat suit and said nothing. He smelled a strong smell of blood and frowned.
Liu Chengwei suddenly stretched out his hand towards his neck and grabbed it fiercely, almost exhausting all his strength, trying to strangle him here!
"Warning! Warning!"
When Shengyin appeared, Liu Chengwei trembled violently as if he had received an electric shock, let go of his tightly clenched hands, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Players are not allowed to fight outside the duel threshold. Liu Chengwei fouled once and was given an electric shock warning."
Yang Ming's throat was burning hot. The short-term suffocation and pain made him furious, and he kicked Liu Chengwei who had fallen into a coma.
"damn thing!"
After he finished cursing, he straightened the tie around his neck, glanced sideways at Ueno, "Say it again."
Zhong Yirou frowned, Liu Chengwei only had three lives left, could it be that Yang Ming wanted to kill him today
Ueno didn't know if he could resist, and what would be the consequences of his resistance? Will Wu You and Yang Ming challenge him to a duel
Maybe there is also his black line, his five blood bars are far from enough.
Ueno's lips trembled, and he asked the system to initiate another duel.
After a while, Shengyin replied: "The number of duels is full today, and the duel threshold is closed."
The scarlet net was retracted like this, and finally disappeared into the dim room. Unable to start a duel again, the anger in Yang Ming's heart became more and more intense, and he became even more suspicious when he saw Shang Ye's appearance of being out of control.
Just now, all eyes were on the duel threshold, only he stood alone in the corner and took out what Wu Yousai gave him.
It was a piece of crumpled and torn paper. There was a sentence written on the paper. The handwriting was crooked, as if written by a non-dominant hand. The last word was wrongly written and circled several times. Probably because I wanted to start over, so there were two big crosses on the whole sentence.
[Ueno is done, in the reading room at 9:30 p.m.]
This discarded note allowed Yang Ming to immediately confirm the identity of the other party, so he forced Ueno to fight Liu Chengwei to cheat his reaction.
In fact, for a moment, he suspected that this was An Wujiu's trick, but his endless fear, panic and fear of An Wujiu blurred his mind again.
Are two of my allies really instigated by An Wujiu
Perhaps An Wujiu relied on his many tricks, so he used the simplest method to force himself to drive Ueno away and fell into isolation.
That's right, Liu Chengwei is not an ordinary person, he is a cultist, how dangerous he must be if they join forces.
But if Liu Chengwei is really a cultist, why did An Wujiu directly expose his identity in the morning and target him everywhere
Yang Ming frowned, thinking about it.
The most dangerous place is the safest place, the harder you step on it, the more innocent the relationship between the two will appear.
"Then what should he do?" Wu You suddenly said, interrupting his thinking, "Just put it here?"
Yang Ming took a deep breath.
Even if Liu Chengwei can't be killed today, he must be restrained.
"Can you stay up late tonight or tomorrow?" Yang Ming asked Wu You.
"Tonight." Wu You replied.
Yang Ming nodded, "Then tie him up in the reading room and on the sofa. Make sure he can't move at all. Just stare at him and see what will happen when you wake up tomorrow morning."
If there are still people who die, it means that Liu Chengwei is not a cult member, but if it is Christmas Eve, Liu Chengwei cannot stay no matter what.
Anyway, this guy only has three blood bars left, and his survival value is only two points.
Just pretend that he doesn't want these two points.
Several men present lifted Liu Chengwei up and arrived at the reading room. Wu You brought the quilt on the bed from the lounge and put it on the floor, spread it for himself, and tied Liu Chengwei together with Lao Yu, and his limbs were firmly fixed on the sofa .
While the others left, Wu You sat on the floor, took out a piece of bread and gnawed it silently. After eating half of it, Liu Chengwei on the wooden bed also woke up. He struggled desperately and cursed at Wu You. But Wu You turned a deaf ear to it, and quietly ate the remaining half.
The more Liu Chengwei scolded, the worse it sounded, and he even raised his head and spit at Wu You, but Wu You just turned his head slightly to avoid it, and still didn't speak.
Without a duel, time passed quickly. An Wujiu finished reading half of the "Vimalakirti Sutra", and was so sleepy that he just yawned, counting in his mind that it was almost ten o'clock, so he closed the book, got up and went back to his lounge.
When passing by the porch of the lounge, he saw Zhong Yirou lying on the porch sofa with his legs crossed, the newspaper in his hand covering his face, and the skull high heels dangling on his feet, about to fall off.
"Looking for me?" Sensing An Wujiu's presence, Zhong Yirou put down the newspaper, revealing a pair of cat's eyes.
An Wujiu took a step closer and saw the coffee cup in her hand, so he tilted his head.
"Do another deal?"
They didn't talk too much in the porch, the walls have ears, An Wujiu took Zhong Yirou to the closed piano room, and finished the plan to Zhong Yirou with a sincere and cooperative attitude, regardless of whether she agreed or not, he yawned and answered his own Lounge 5.
He was very sure that Zhong Yirou would nod.
Otherwise, there would be no waiting for him on the lounge porch until he came out.
They are all smart people, so there is no need to talk too much.
An Wujiu sat on the edge of the bed, feeling that the arms that had been hanging on his chest were numb and uncomfortable, so he tore off the cloth strips, put his right hand down, then climbed onto the bed, and closed his eyes in a drowsy state.
Liu Chengwei's hoarse cursing sound was heard next to his ears, and what happened during the day was replaying in his mind, and the countless precise routes formed by the convergence of strategies kept moving forward, and he was still some distance away from the goal he wanted to achieve.
Lacking food and water resources, An Wujiu could feel his physical strength being depleted faster. The yellow energy bar above his head decreased again and again, and sooner or later something would go wrong.
Before that, even if he had allies, he couldn't and couldn't exchange other people's supplies, which was too easy to expose.
three days left…
He lay down, and soon, Liu Chengwei obviously couldn't stop cursing, stopped, and the lounge became extraordinarily quiet. It was so quiet that An Wujiu could only hear his own heartbeat.
He counts time by heartbeat.
It's 11:35.
Twenty-five minutes to go.
He felt familiar with this feeling of recording time with his heartbeat, but he couldn't remember the circumstances under which he did it, he just felt like he was doing it every day.
The feeling of amnesia made An Wujiu irritated, and he was about to turn over, but just as his shoulders turned around, he suddenly turned over and opened his eyes, and with his uninjured left hand, he flipped the person near the bed onto the bed, stepped forward and sat down on him. On the body, the forearm directly horizontally pressed down on the opponent's neck.
It's Shen Ti.
An Wujiu's throat was severely suppressed by An Wujiu, his brows were furrowed, and his hands kept patting An Wujiu's arms and body, like a dying fish.
"Want to sneak attack?" An Wujiu's arm relaxed a bit, moving slowly to the left on his flushed neck, and finally grabbed his neck with his hand.
A living pulse beat in his hand, faster than his heart.
An Wujiu loosened his grip, Shen Ti was able to breathe with only half of his strength. He panted and smiled at An Wujiu, in the dark, his voice seemed to be amplified by An Wujiu's sensitive reaction to danger.
So more and more dangerous.
"You are so sensitive." He lay under An Wujiu, his transparent and charming green pupils seemed to be covered with mist, "How did you find out?"
"I heard..." An Wujiu lowered his head, moved closer, stretched out his unhealed right hand, which still smelled of blood, and held the two strings of red coral that were still shaking slightly with his fingertips, and the ending sound was very cold.
"The sound of your earrings."