Chapter 40 Death
Chapter 40 Death
Reception room.
There are currently four people left in the game, namely Jiang He, a burly man, a middle-aged sailor, and a woman in a dress with little presence. Perhaps because of the alcohol she drank for breakfast, she looked dazed and almost fell asleep.
The middle-aged seaman said slowly, "My name is Zhao Xuan. I have worked at sea for twenty years. My education and resume are so-so. Because I have been at sea for so many years, I have a serious joint disease and had to quit the front line. Later, I went to America and joined a large ocean-going shipping group. Not long after, this group launched a blockbuster project, which is the New Las Vegas - a city that never sleeps on the sea."
"I remember it was an ordinary night, and a female colleague and I served as the headquarters liaison that day."
"I only found out afterwards that at the same time, a hurricane of unprecedented size had formed in the Pacific Ocean."
"There was no weather sign, and the weather observation room did not give any notice. In short, when the captain of the New Las Vegas contacted the headquarters, my female colleague was on top of me. We drank a lot and failed to report the news in time. The other department responsible for supervising the process was also unattended."
"No one thought the new Las Vegas would have any problems. It was twice as long as the Titanic, and no wave in the world could overturn an island."
The middle-aged crew member said dejectedly, "The violent storm blocked all signals. The captain placed his last hope on me, but my second brother was busy enduring another kind of rainstorm. Since there was no live satellite map from the headquarters, the New Las Vegas rushed into the center of the hurricane. There was no wind there, but there was an eye of the sea that swallowed everything. I killed more than 7,000 people."
The burly man said, "So you were the first one to board the ship at the Magic City Port."
The middle-aged crew member nodded heavily. "The death cruise ship is the New Las Vegas. There is no doubt about that."
The woman in the dress said dazedly, "What's the point of talking? Why don't the three of us just kill him directly?"
Jiang He stretched out his leg and stepped on the pistol of the female corpse on the ground. Si Ning failed to pull the trigger before he died, so he kicked her twice. It was indeed the loose touch that a deceased person should have.
"Zhao Xuan's crime is dereliction of duty. In the judgment of the computer system, he could be the executioner who killed all the passengers, or he could be a part of an insignificant accident. Once the three shoot him, the wolf will pass. I don't care, but this strong man seems unable to accept it. As for whether he is a more evil guy than Si Ning, it is difficult to judge."
The burly man said nothing.
Zhao Xuan said, "Since there is doubt as to whether to shoot or not, I suggest that you point your guns at our host. There is a high probability that he designed this game, and he definitely has nothing to do with good people."
Host Z1 narrowed his eyes. "Hey, hey, hey, you don't think you're better at shooting than me, do you?"
Suddenly, an electronic sound rang out.
"The reading of sins is over, and the use of firearms is authorized."
With the host deliberately delaying the game, the Death Cruise took over the control of the game progress.
Zhao Xuan and host Z1 held their pistols almost at the same time, but before they raised them, gunshots rang out.
The revolver in Jiang He's hand roared. His agility of ten points gave him enough time to take careful aim. The bullet shot out from the muzzle and pierced through the forehead of host Z1. Like a heavy hammer, the target suddenly lost all the strength to resist.
The burly man was shocked. The world's fastest gunman set a record for drawing a gun, aiming and shooting, which took only 0.21 seconds in total. This was already a peak that ordinary people could hardly match. But this time, the shooting was like a flash of lightning!
"The game continues, everyone here return your guns." Death Ship announced.
Jiang He said, "Now it seems that the two dead were not wolves, and neither was I who shot and killed them. At the beginning of this game, even the wolves couldn't be sure whether they were wolves, but now it seems that one of you three is the one."
The woman in the skirt said, "What if I get up and leave?"
The burly man sneered: "Then you'll be shot like Huang Mao."
The woman in the suit shrugged. No one could say for sure. Host Z1 had concealed too many rules. Compared to the cabin area, order was improving, but not to a trustworthy level.
The four returned their guns, and the burly man began to read out his report, looking painful: "I am the driver who rushed onto the street as described by Si Ning. Zhao Xuan is the most suspicious, and his tendency to shoot is the most obvious. I think he told the truth in order to make his sin worse."
"Firearms authorization issued."
In an instant, the burly man pointed a gun at Zhao Xuan and shot him, but Zhao Xuan did not resist. Instead, he handed the gun in his hand to the woman in the dress.
The woman in the dress shot Jiang He, the bullet flew, but he dodged it by turning his head. The woman in the dress: "Ah?"
Two gunshots rang out at the same time, and Zhao Xuan died.
"The order of the game continues, everyone here return your guns."
The woman in the dress hurriedly placed her gun on Zhao Xuan's position. There were no bullets left in it, but the one that the other party had thrown to her before she died became the only loaded pistol on the table.
The burly man was stunned, "There's more!"
The woman in the dress said drunkenly, "Neither the shooter nor the dead were wolves. There's no need to read it out. I'm Zhao Xuan's colleague. On the night the New Las Vegas sank, I took the initiative to find him and turned off the contact signal. Now that I think about it, there's no reason. I simply didn't want to be disturbed. End."
"Firearms authorization issued."
The burly man suddenly stood up and threw the pistol without bullets at the woman in the dress. The guy wearing a monocle was able to dodge the bullet with his head, so it was obvious who she was going to shoot next.
The pistol hit the woman in the dress in the eye, and the bullet hit the burly man in the abdomen.
Thanks to his strong physique and the help of adrenaline, the burly man suddenly pounced on his enemy and the two wrestled fiercely, but it was not long before the woman in the dress stood up and shot him at close range with a revolver. Few people could escape unscathed.
"The order of the game continues, everyone here return your guns."
The woman in the dress frowned at first, then sneered, "I suspect the game is just for fun, and everyone has to die."
Jiang He said calmly: "You are not, and neither am I. This only proves that the wolf is not dead."
The sound of a chair being straightened was heard. Si Nian patted the two footprints on his shirt. Seeing that the blood-red marks left by the fake bullet were too difficult to remove, he simply gave up and sat back at the table.
She held her chin up in boredom and said, "What old lady is just a prank, but Z1 has reminded you that the host can also participate in the game as an invited guest. The best choice in this situation is to form an alliance with other hosts, but most of the time it is to restrain each other. My sin is that I personally executed nearly a hundred prisoners in [Hell]. The Death Cruise only counts direct crimes."
The woman in the skirt said coldly: "You are not the next in line."
Jiang He picked up the revolver he was stepping on. After the woman who called herself Si Ning "died", her body did become soft, but no excrement flowed out, which caused a foul smell. This was not normal.
"I have killed 1742 people."
Si Ning gave a thumbs up and said happily, "Pastry hand."
The identity of the person with the heaviest sin was transferred. In front of Jiang He's eyes, his invitation letter turned as red as blood, and he held the last gun with bullets in the reception room.
As the wolf in the game, you can pass the level by just shooting one person.
The woman in the dress was secretly anxious and said, "She is also the host. The organizers on this ship are all crazy..."
Si Ning remained indifferent.
Jiang He raised his gun and shot the woman in the skirt, then asked calmly, "I killed the host Z1 before. According to him, I should be able to inherit the identity."
Si Ning nodded, "That's true. Except for the 1 assistants like Ms. A and Mr. Z, the other hosts are hiding among the invitees, so secrecy is the top priority. Only by forming alliances with each other and relying on the help of each other's home court can we survive better. For example, this time, Z1's first shot was a fake bullet, and he deliberately chose a silent revolver. If he is alive, he will also be treated well in my home court. If you kill Z and take his mask, you can inherit his identity."
At the same time, electronic sounds came from the death cruise ship.
"Game over, survivors: 2/6."
A dim passage opened up along the wall of the reception room.
(End of this chapter)