Chapter 26 Their respective plans

Chapter 26 Their respective plans

Chapter 26 Their respective plans

In the living room which is at most ten square meters in area, Luo Xi, Wu Rui, Liu Mao, Song Yan and Fan Yong sit opposite each other.

Near the door, a few pairs of slippers were placed casually, with an unpacked express box next to them. The room was dim and a little stuffy, and there was tea on the old coffee table, still steaming.

But Luo Xi didn't touch it. If he didn't touch it, Wu Rui and Liu Mao wouldn't dare to drink it.

It's very interesting. Even without any special emphasis, Wu Rui and Liu Mao now need to follow Luo Xi's instructions. This subtle sense of primary and secondary status may have been formed since the last time they were in the company.

Luo Xi sat in a very casual posture, leaning on the sofa with his arms outstretched and his head tilted back, looking down at Fan Yong and Song Yan who were sitting on the small bench opposite him.

The postures of these two people were completely opposite to Luo Xi's. They tried their best to keep their limbs together, hunched their backs, lowered their heads slightly, and looked at Luo Xi with their eyelids raised.

"First of all, we have to make it clear that you are different from us. The biggest difference is the different customs clearance conditions. So strictly speaking, there will not be too many conflicts of interest between representatives of different demands. This is the premise of our cooperation."

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"Well, to put it bluntly, we are not enemies. So, do you know the conditions for passing the level?"

Luo Xi asked.

Fan Yong looked at Song Yan, and the latter shook his head, so the former also shook his head.

"If we had known, we would have escaped long ago. We suddenly became people who regained memories. This is all too unbelievable and crazy. I... I... I don't know how to describe this. It's like a dream." Song Yan raised her hand and gestured, and you could see the red nails painted on her fingers.

"It's still a nightmare!" Fan Yong beside him spoke in a low voice, not intentionally, but completely because of his low mood.

The man was not strong, but rather a little thin. He was in his thirties, with a weathered face and bloodshot eyes, looking a little scary.

From the beginning, he had been staring at the cigarette in Luo Xi's hand.

You can see that I want to smoke.

But there are no cigarettes in this house. Perhaps his wife doesn't allow smoking at home.

Strict wife control?
"Everything has its meaning of existence, and the same goes for the day of confinement." 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 felt that the name sounded familiar but she couldn't remember it at once. Liu Mao stared with his eyes wide open, wanting to say something but stopping himself because Luo Xi had just told him not to speak.

"The girl who has her birthday today?" Luo Xi asked at this time.

At this moment, Wu Rui remembered that when they were in the corridor just now, a few children playing there did say "Zhou Ya's birthday is at noon" and were discussing what gift to give.

"So, the cleaner in this scene is a little girl." Luo Xi calculated quickly, his eyes without any emotion.

Then he asked, "Is she strong?"

It was obvious to see extreme fear on Song Yan and Fan Yong's faces. Even when they heard the word "Zhou Ya", their fingers were shaking.

"So, did she transform at the birthday party, or before that?" Luo Xi already had some preliminary judgments at this time. Combining the 'pass conditions' given by Mr. and Mrs. Song Yan and the previous scene manager, he could roughly judge that there would be a birthday party in the apartment at noon, and one of the pass conditions happened to be 'surviving past 1 p.m.', which means that the birthday party at noon was a Shura field and a key node.

"Before the birthday party, around twelve o'clock, she was so scary. At that moment, the whole building changed. There was 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?"

"Yes, we haven't seen her before."

"All right!"

Luo Xi looked at the time. It was now 9:11 in the morning, and there were less than three hours left until noon.

Time is running out.

"Who do you think is the one who remembers memories in the apartment besides you two?" Luo Xi asked.

"Wang Tao must be it!" Fan Yong said at this time.

Then he talked about Wang Tao's situation, who lived on the sixth floor.

"It should be Room 603. He's a stay-at-home. I heard he always plays games at home and has no proper job. In the last round, I saw him kill Zhao Man. Uh, Zhao Man is our neighbor downstairs, but I'm not familiar with her and don't know what she does for a living." Fan Yong explained.

"Old Zhou could be one too." Song Yan suddenly said, gritting her teeth.

"Lao Zhou? That's impossible. How could he..." Fan Yong looked very surprised.

"Tsk, there must be something wrong with him. I can see it. Maybe, he is a senior one." Song Yan narrowed her eyes. No one knew what was going through her mind at that moment. Her eyes were a little vague.

"By the way, Old Zhou's name is Zhou Xinpeng, and he's Zhou Ya's father." Fan Yong looked at Luo Xi and said.

"Are there any other objects that can be confirmed or that are considered suspicious?" Luo Xi asked.

Song Yan and Fan Yong on the opposite side shook their heads together: "No more, the others are obviously newcomers, they don't know anything, it's impossible for people like them to obtain memory cards, they will become amnesiacs after they die."

I guess many of these people were killed by this couple, of course they won't talk about such things.

However, the couple actually didn't know much. For example, they didn't know how many "memory collectors" there would be in this scene each time.

Their strategy is actually very simple. They think of various ways to find at least two people who have regained their memories, and then kill them. In this way, each of them can get a memory card to ensure that they will not lose their memories after being killed by Zhou Ya.

As for the rest, they don't know.

"Have you seen Luobo, the manager of the apartment building? Or do you know who he is?" Luo Xi asked. "Luobo? I seem to have some impression of him, 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 him, but I just 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 wanted to take action, but was killed by my husband and I." While saying this, Song Yan licked her lips, leaned over, and looked at Luo Xi with a hint of temptation in her eyes.

"So, where did you get what you know about the Memory Collector and the Day of Imprisonment?" There was no reaction in Luo Xi's eyes, which made Song Yan over there fall into self-doubt. She lowered her head to look at the cleavage that was exposed by the pajamas that she had deliberately unbuttoned just now. Her eyes unconsciously became cold and she did not answer the question.

Fan Yong next to her seemed to be hesitant to speak, and looked at her as if he did not dare to act on his own.

"Is it inconvenient to answer?" Luo Xi asked.

"Yes, it's not convenient to answer." Song Yan said in a somewhat cold tone: "You asked us so many questions, for the sake of fairness, we also have to ask you some questions."

Luo Xi shook his head and interrupted directly: "No, you have to understand that the relationship between us is not equal. You are the one who begged me, not me begging you. Another thing is that there is no question that is inconvenient for me to answer. If you don't cooperate or deliberately conceal or even lie, I can terminate our cooperation at any time."

The attitude is very strong.

Song Yan immediately put on a smile: "Don't be angry, that's not what I meant. Okay, I'll tell you, a friend told us about the day of confinement."

"what is his name?"

"Song Lian!"

"Room 102?"

"Do you know him? But he has lost his memory now." Song Yan was very surprised. The other party seemed to be very familiar with the situation here. It seemed that this man knew most of the people she mentioned. This did feel a bit unfathomable. The point was, maybe the other party could really take them out.

This is the most crucial thing. For Song Yan, nothing is more important than being able to escape right now.

"The old Zhou you just talked about, Zhou Xinpeng..." Luo Xi paused at this time, showing some hesitation, and did not continue speaking.

"Huh? What's wrong with him?" Song Yan and Fan Yong looked at Luo Xi, not knowing 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 to speak.

Luo Xi glanced at her and said, "You said that Old Zhou is a person who has restored his memory. Then he must know that his daughter Zhou Ya is a cleaner. They live together. Isn't he afraid? In other words, as a father, he should be the one who knows Zhou Ya best. You say, how could he not know how Zhou Ya turned into a monster? So I think you are wrong. That Zhou Xinpeng is definitely not a person who has restored his memory. He must be a person with amnesia. Otherwise, it can only mean that he must have a big secret."

"." Song Yan had a wonderful expression. She was obviously lost in some thought, and even thought of something. She was a little excited, but she deliberately suppressed it and didn't 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. Instead, his eyes were wandering, and his fingers seemed to tap the armrest of the sofa unconsciously.

No one spoke in the room, and it fell into an eerie silence.

A few minutes later, there was a sudden knock on the door, startling everyone in the room.

"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 superficial injuries. His head had been hit hard and he had 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 went to work." The speaker was Liu Sixin, Liu Mao's seven-year-old son.

"Dad is taking 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 accidentally hit the wall." Liu Mao walked over and hugged his son in his arms, his eyes full of love.

"Brother Mao, let's go to your house for a visit, but we came in a hurry today and didn't bring anything." Luo Xi said, walked out, thought for a while, turned back to Song Yan and Fan Yong in the room and said, "Wait for my call. Before that, don't do anything, otherwise the cooperation will be cancelled."

The couple closed the door with ulterior motives.

"Husband, what do you think?" Song Yan asked in a low voice.

Fan Yong immediately said, "I'll listen to you."

"I don't trust that man. There's something wrong with him, and he didn't tell us the truth. Maybe he was just acting, pretending to be calm, just to rescue Liu Mao and trick us into telling him something." Song Yan held a knife in his hand, with a ferocious look in his eyes.

"But, what if what that person said is true?" Fan Yong said after hesitating.

"Oh, husband, you are really silly and cute. There are no good people in this world. But this matter is not a bad thing for us. No matter whether what that person said is true or false, at least at this stage, he will find a way to break the deadlock. We just need to observe the situation. If the situation is not right, we will kill them. They have at least three memory restorers, which means they have three memory cards, and they may have other cards on them. In short, we will not suffer any loss this time."

After saying that, Song Yan lay on the bed with her hair loose. Her wide-open neckline revealed a soft, white area on her chest, 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 hid the knife in her clothes.

"Wife, where are you going?" Fan Yong saw the clue.

"I'm going out for a while, you stay at home."

"where to?"

"Oh, don't ask anymore. Just stay at home and watch the children. Don't let them run around."

(End of this chapter)