Escape Game

The grilled fish that was grilled to be charred on the outside and tender on the inside became golden in color, with seasonings on it, and the aroma was overflowing, which made the index finger move. The skin was roasted to be browned and crispy, and if you bite it down, it is white and tender fish, with fragrant lips and teeth, and endless aftertaste.

The cracked crab meat is more tender and plump, and the cream blocks are evenly solidified. Occasionally, when I was thirsty, I drank a big mouthful of sweet coconut milk and lived a life like a fairy.

The flames reflected on his cheeks, and the warm orange tones made Xie Chian's cold complexion warm. Xie Chian stared at the fire in thought, his lips biting the straw unconsciously, and some milky white was accidentally stained on the corners of his lips.

Jiang Kuo moved his throat and called out, "Brother?"

"Huh?" Xie Chian raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes that were still not in the state were slightly confused and a little careless.

"Wipe your mouth." Jiang Kuo reminded.

Xie Chian held the coconut in both hands, as if he hadn't recovered yet, he instinctively licked the milky white from the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue.

Jiang Kuo's heart beat, and he turned his head subconsciously, feeling a little embarrassed.

The cold and precious young man makes this kind of action without knowing it, it is more desire and desire. He remembered the gorgeousness of the young boy's lips that were smeared with blood last time, like a rose with morning dew in the morning, and a rose pierced and stained with red petals, attracting people to pick and tempting Fangze. He remembered the unbearable feeling, the urge to kiss.

Jiang Kuo, you are a man.

Jiang Kuo cursed inwardly. Even a minor child can think about it, and ten bags of decontamination powder can't save this yellow-headed waste.

Jiang Kuo turned his head, calmly said: "What are you thinking about again?"

Xie Chi'an was wondering if Jiang Kuo would kill him if his identity as No. 0 was revealed.

This problem will be faced sooner or later. When the real 73rd or 10th died, or when the multi-kill achievement was achieved, once the broadcast was broadcast, there was nothing to hide.

Reason tells Xie Chi'an, yes, Jiang Kuo will definitely kill him, Jiang Kuo's goal has always been to kill No. 0. As long as anyone kills him, he can directly pass the customs. Who would give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to choose another, more difficult path.

But he couldn't help but look forward to it. Looking forward to a different answer. They started with a sentence of happy cooperation, and the subsequent cooperation was indeed very happy. So happy that he didn't want to end so quickly.

Xie Chian only said two words: "Guess."

Jiang Kuo said, "Please forgive me": "Where did I guess it."

"Didn't you guess it accurately last time?"

"I really can't guess this time."

"Then don't guess." Xie Chian said.

Jiang Kuo looked at him: "You are angry."

Xie Chian: "No."

"You have." Jiang Kuo said, "you ignore me these days."

"I didn't ignore you."

"But you took cold violence to me."

Xie Chian couldn't help but look at him: "You are a mature old man. You must learn to break the cold war by yourself."

Jiang Kuo quickly answered: "I'm working hard."

This gag failed to ease the atmosphere between the two. There is something between them. If this problem is not solved, they will never be able to truly cooperate closely and become a comrade in arms that the other side can entrust.

Jiang Kuo's tone softened: "Brother, tell me the reason. Let's solve it together."

Xie Chi'an was silent for a long time and moved his lips: "Have you ever thought about the possibility of No. 0 being boarded first?"

If No. 0 is killed by someone else, the person who killed him will get the pass-through qualification, while the remaining people have only one way to choose, killing everyone but his teammates.

He and Jiang Kuo were never teammates.

Jiang Kuo was silent suddenly.

If No. 0 is killed by someone else, Jiang Kuo will naturally choose another way and kill everyone.

Among all these people, the teenager in front of him is also included.

Jiang Kuo is very fond of teenagers, but he hasn't lost his mind yet. He will not sacrifice himself for others, at least not now. They only met for a few days.

Xie Chian read the answer from Jiang Kuo's silence, and suddenly felt that there was nothing to say. Their position is very clear.

He can't blame Jiang Kuo for anything. It's him, and it's impossible for someone to be soft-hearted because of someone who has only met for a few days. It's the same for anyone.

What is he expecting? Xie Chian feels that he is difficult to be strong, and his whimsical is a little ridiculous. But this kind of abandoned choice happened to me, which really makes people feel uncomfortable.

Xie Chian's eyebrows were cold: "I see."

Jiang Kuo said, "Brother..."

Xie Chian whispered: "Stay away from me."

Jiang Kuo wasn't sure if he could hear a hint of grievance in the boy's cold and proud tone. That trace of emotion, which is most likely to be an illusion, hit Jiang Kuo and even the food in his hand was dull.

But he said nothing. He could not give the boy an answer.

He must live. Then find someone.

Unknown surname, unclear appearance, blurred into a cloud and hidden in the corner of his mind, but it is the most important part of his life. He didn't want to die until he found the man.

All the walking alone in the darkness is just to make the shadow more clear.

Xie Chian understood that Jiang Kuo had made a choice. In fact, he has been psychologically prepared for a long time. This person seems to be indifferent, but in fact the most calm and rational, even better than him, and always able to make the best judgment.

He knows.

But I still couldn't suppress the sour emotions for some reason, and the deliciousness in my mouth seemed to be filled with bitterness. Xie Chian shouldn't be such a fragile boy.

Maybe the coconut milk is too sweet, so it won’t be bitter.

-

Lin Qiao fell asleep contentedly after enjoying an extremely delicious meal. She did not notice the difference between Xie Chian and Jiang Kuo. The secret differences between the two are irreparable, but they get along as usual on the outside. They are not people who will put their joy and anger on their faces.

All she knows is that she had a delicious dinner and then slept peacefully all night.

Or...have a delicious decapitation meal and fall asleep.

The next day, the eighth day of the game.

Lin Qiao woke up, suddenly clutching her stomach, frowning and saying to Xie Chian: "Big brother, my stomach hurts... I have to go to a nearby toilet."

After a few days of barbecue, they were all vegetarian first, and then suddenly a big fish and meat meal. Jiang Kuo and Xie Chian are in good health, but Lin Qiao's stomach can't stand it.

"Don't go too far." Xie Chian exhorted, while thinking about the next meal. It is too burdensome for the body to eat barbecue all the time, and he is considering the method of making soup.

Lin Qiao nodded hurriedly, put on his self-defense black umbrella and a few bamboo leaves and ran away in a hurry.

On the desert island... can only be done.

Although Xie Chian said not to go too far, going to the toilet is a matter of privacy after all. Lin Qiao walked several hundred meters to find a hidden place.

She was holding a black umbrella to cover herself, purely to create a sense of security. After looking around at no one, he squatted down, took off his pants, and solved his physical problems.

The forest is quiet with occasional insects.

After finishing the solution, she put on her pants, looked around nervously again, and hurried back with her black umbrella.

She paid attention to the movement in front of her, but didn't notice the danger behind her...

The young body was shrouded in black shadows, and the choking rope was wrapped around her neck.

While the girl hanging on the tree was struggling desperately, someone gently picked up the black umbrella on the ground and looked at it carefully.

"I want this umbrella."

-

"Player 98 is dead."

Xie Chian shook his hand, and the water in the jar accidentally spilled out.

Jiang Kuo looked over: "What's the matter?"

There are often death announcements on the radio, but he has never seen Xie Chi'an have such a gaffe.

In fact, it is not a gaffe. Xie Chian's expression remained the same, but his hands were shaking and a few drops of water were spilled, which was abnormal enough.

In Jiang Kuo's eyes, Lin Qiao was number 73, so he could not understand Xie Chian's strangeness for the time being. What does the death of No. 98 have to do with them... By the way, No. 98 is a teammate of No. 62, and the current No. 62 has a high probability of being No. 0.

Jiang Kuo suddenly refreshed.

Xie Chi'an lowered his eyes: "Qiaoqiao hasn't come back for too long, I'm worried about her...I'll look for her." His tone is still calm, but he has a little rush at the end. The boy got up and walked towards the depths of the woods.

Jiang Kuo sat on the spot, with a bit of suspicion in his eyes.

He stayed there for a while, and got up and followed in the direction where the boy disappeared.

-

Xie Chian found Lin Qiao's body at a distance of two hundred meters, and the murderer was not visible.

She was hung from a tree with a rope around her neck, and her whole body swayed.

The whole face was suffocated, and he couldn't scream when he died.

He shot a short spear and cut the rope. Lin Qiao's body fell and was caught by Xie Chian.

You never know which comes first tomorrow or the accident, let alone on a dangerous desert island. Xie Chian hugged Lin Qiao's body and squatted on the ground, lowering his eyes, not crying or annoying, but his silent eyes became quieter.

The little girl who cried at every turn, picked poisonous mushrooms to help, hurt her feet and dragged her legs, was dead by him several times. It was also the little girl who was troubled by him at the beginning. She caught all the fruits for him, carried all the baggage, assisted him in killing No. 9, helped them find the screws to build the boat, and weaved a fishing net...

People get along very wonderfully. They have only known each other for a week, but they seem to have experienced many things. Xie Chian admitted that he was a little bit lost, but there was nothing else but a faint loss. He didn't even change his expression.

Even the roommate who had been with him for three years didn't shed tears in front of him. How could he give a little girl who had known him for a week how much emotion? This is Xie Chi'an, Xie Chi'an who is reckless, and Xie Chi'an who doesn't cry or laugh.

At this time, the broadcast sounded again.

"Player 21 is dead."

Jiang Kuo? !

A moment of panic almost overwhelmed my heart, what could happen to that man? Familiar and unfamiliar fear and despair filled every nerve of the body, like a scene recurring.

He didn't know why he was sad. This sadness was real, strong, overwhelming, and could not be suppressed. It is the intense emotion he has rarely experienced in recent years.

Jiang Kuo, who was walking towards this side, paused and cursed.

How could the real 21st get killed at this time!

But it was too late. He had seen the boy and the girl who died in his arms.

The boy also saw him.

Jiang Kuo looked at the boy with complicated eyes, before he said for a long time: "No. 0?"

Xie Chian also looked at the man who was living well, his eyes instantly cold: "You are not the 21st?"