I'm just acting like a pervert, I'm actually a good prisoner

Unfortunately, they walked around the villa for several times and checked every room that seemed to be empty, but they didn't find a door that could be opened by the key.

It was getting darker and darker, as if a demon was approaching.

They didn't have time to delay any longer, Bailey urged everyone to leave the villa through the back door.

Others didn't object. After all, although they didn't show it, they were actually worried that the chef would suddenly appear and kill them all.

They unlocked the door before and locked it again, fearing that someone would find out that they wanted to escape.

This time, after reopening the door, several people couldn't wait to escape from the villa.

In the dim light, the outside of the villa was a little more terrifying than during the day. Sophia nervously wanted to hide behind Sol, but found that he didn't come out.

Others also noticed this. Song Nan frowned and looked at the black police officer, "What's wrong with you? Did you leave something behind?"

Phil also looked back at him and suddenly noticed that the lock that was originally outside the door had disappeared.

Anne also noticed this and told others.

"Doesn't that mean this door can't be locked?" Bailey said in a panic.

The lock inside the door is integrated with the door and cannot be taken down. The independent lock outside that blocked them last night has been taken away. If they leave like this, as long as someone finds them escaping, they will chase them immediately.

The best way is to lock the door from the outside, but they don't have any tools now, and they can't even find a wooden bar to block the door.

"Sol, you..."

Song Nan looked complicated, looking at Sol who was staring at the moon outside the door in silence.

"You go, as long as someone locks the door again inside, no one should find that you have escaped until tomorrow."

Sol's tone was calm. This black police officer was not very smart among them, and he always acted like he wanted to live, but now why did he suddenly give up himself for them and take the initiative to stay in this dangerous villa?

"You should know that it is very dangerous for you to stay in the villa alone. Maybe the chef will kill you tonight."

Song Nan persuaded him. Among this group of people, she had some good feelings for Sol and didn't want him to lose his life here for them.

She instinctively knew that none of them were good people. Even Anne, who seemed timid and cowardly, was not as simple as she looked.

As an upright police officer, Sol wanted to save the mother and daughter when he was on the ship, but he was subdued by Brussels and Stocker, and in order to shut him up, he was stuffed with meat.

In order to survive and take revenge, she also took the initiative to eat mutton.

If they were all guilty, Sol should not be the first to die.

But after listening to her words, Sol just shook his head and did not change his mind.

"I know what you are thinking, but I don't want to live anymore. I participated in World War II before. The cruelty of the battlefield is beyond your imagination. When we were out of food for many days, we would use the enemy's corpses as food reserves. So, that time on the ship was not the first time I ate lamb..."

Sol's words shocked everyone.

They didn't expect that the black police officer who looked serious and upright had experienced all this.

Seeing their expressions, Sol smiled bitterly: "I thought I would forget that memory after I retired from the army. The daily routine work also made me numb. If I hadn't eaten it again on the ship, I would have thought that the guilt had disappeared, but it didn't. It tortured me every night and would devour me if I wasn't careful. I really couldn't stand it..."

Perhaps only good people like Sol would feel guilty for hurting others.

Everyone present was silent. They were all selfish villains. As long as they could keep themselves alive, they would use any means. They really couldn't understand Sol's behavior of giving up his life for the sake of feeling good.

[I cried. This police officer is really a lotus that grew out of a pool of mud. ]

[Is there a good person among all the villains? I am convinced. ]

[Is the definition of a good person so loose now? He ate sheep! Is it okay to regret it afterwards? ]

[It's just that in comparison, for these people who have no sense of guilt at all, they are already good people. ]

Since Thor has made up his mind, the others will not say anything.

It would be great if someone could clean up the mess for them.

Phil looked at Thor strangely, as if he was surprised that there would be such a person in the world.

The others said hello to Thor and left, only Song Nan stayed where he was.

Thor looked at her, not knowing what the female captain wanted to say to him.Song Nan just took out a dagger from her bosom, and she used it to kill Stoke.

She handed it to Thor and whispered, "Good luck to you."

After that, she followed the crowd and left.

Thor held the dagger in his hand and silently closed the back door.

The scenery outside became smaller and smaller as the door gap closed, and Thor's body was gradually submerged in the darkness.

After locking the lock again, Thor stayed there for a long time, and I don't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly he moved and turned to the direction of the stairs.

The candlelight in the villa was not lit yet. Thor was hidden in the darkness in black. If you don't look closely, you can't see anyone walking.

Lina was originally holding Xie Qi's changed clothes and was going down the stairs to wash them, but she didn't expect to be bumped by someone.

"Ouch!"

Hearing the girl's cry of pain, Thor was stunned for a moment and looked down at Lina's blurry figure.

This maid was a rare person in the villa who could communicate with them normally. Seeing that she was still young, Sol couldn't help but reach out and help her up.

"You, what are you? Why are you black?"

Lina's voice trembled, and she dodged the black hands that stretched out.

Hearing her silly words, even though Sol was nervous, he couldn't help laughing:

"I'm Sol, a black man. Sorry, I didn't say anything just now and scared you."

Lina's face flushed slightly when she found that he was not a ghost or something, and she stood up with Sol's strength.

"Guest, guest, why are you not in the guest room?"

Lina first tidied up the scattered clothes in her hands, and looked up to ask Sol.

Sol also had a headache. He originally wanted to secretly go to the chef without alerting other servants, but now that this little maid saw him, he could no longer do as he thought before.

He was not very quick-witted to begin with, and fearing that he would alarm other servants, he said to Lina, "I want to talk to the chef. Can you help me call him down?"

The hall on the first floor was spacious, suitable for him to perform. He had planned to attack the chef suddenly when he knocked on his door, catching him off guard, but this would work now.

After he came downstairs, he would take advantage of the darkness to hide and try to kill this murderer to prevent him from hunting down others tomorrow.

This was also his last use.