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

After Xie Qi finished speaking, Song Nan finally recovered from the pain and immediately questioned: "Let us go? Isn't it another trick to play with us?"

They won the game this morning, and Xie Qi gave them the key, but they were locked up in the farm again before they escaped from the villa for half a day.

She felt that she and the others were like toys in Xie Qi's hands, and he fiddled with them as he wished, just to see them struggling desperately.

Her premonition was right, and Xie Qi didn't expect this female captain to be so sharp.

But of course he couldn't admit it.

"How could it be? Didn't I keep my promise and give you the key in the morning game? And I didn't stop you from leaving the villa. It can only be said that the guests were too greedy and had to come here, so Sebastian caught them, right?"

Xie Qi seemed to feel sorry for them, shaking his head and saying.

Although he was telling the truth, the four people felt that he was doing it on purpose.

The four of them fell to the ground in a mess. After Xie Qi finished speaking, he seemed to see something and walked to the door to pick up the kerosene lamp he had left there.

"Oh, the fuel is used up so quickly. It seems that we need to replenish it."

Song Nan and Fei Er covered their injured parts, and beads of sweat kept rolling down.

Xie Qi rolled his eyes and said to them with some evil taste: "This lamp is quite useful, right? Do you know what the fuel is made of?"

Hearing the malice in his words, Sophia, who was hiding aside, shuddered and stopped herself from following his words.

Song Nan and Fei Er did not answer him, so Xie Qi had to look at the only person who was listening to him.

When Annie met his eyes, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, the...corpse of a sheep, is it made of corpse oil?"

"Bingo~"

Xie Qi looked at Annie with surprise and appreciation.

"This lady has great potential. Are you interested in joining us? Ah, no, the number of people is just right now, and it can't be any less."

At this point, Xie Qi looked at Annie with regret, as if he felt sorry for her.

Annie didn't buy his performance, but she couldn't help but have doubts in her heart.

What did he just say about the number of people being just right? Could something else happen?

Unlike her focus, Song Nan and Sophia felt nauseous when they heard that the fuel of the kerosene lamp was made of corpse oil.

Especially Song Nan, who had been holding the kerosene lamp in her hand, and she had smelled it at close range. At this time, she didn't care about the pain in her abdomen. Her mind was in a mess, and she kept retching while holding the ground.

Although I know that this perverted chef is very perverted, I didn't expect that the other party is so crazy that he didn't even let go of the corpse oil and made full use of it.

Can they really believe what he said?

Song Nan came back to his senses and couldn't help thinking in his heart.

It was already late, and Xie Qi planned to go back to bed early. The dark circles under his eyes had not disappeared because these disobedient guests always loved to disturb his rest.

He first dragged Phil, who had a broken arm, back to the room, and then continued to send the other three back.

Phil and Song Nan couldn't beat the chef just now. Sophia and Annie had no fighting power and dared not resist, so they could only let Xie Qi do it.

"Okay, the four guests have a good dream tonight and wait for tomorrow to come~"

As the cheerful farewell sounded, the door in front of the four people gradually closed.

The light disappeared, and the darkness swept up again.

As soon as the door closed, Song Nan endured the pain and groped to Phil in the dark.

Phil was also a ruthless person. He only screamed when his arm was just removed, and he didn't say a word afterwards. Those who didn't know would think he didn't feel it.

Song Nan informed him, then touched Phil's shoulder a few times, and found that it was just a dislocation of the joint. Before Phil could react, he put his strength to put the bone back.

"Ugh!"

Phil's sweat broke out on his head, and the piercing pain almost made him scream.

Fortunately, he knew that Song Nan was helping him, and he tried his best to resist the urge to fight back.

Song Nan helped Phil not because they had fought together and had developed any comradeship, but when she escaped later, she didn't want to take a wounded person with her. After all, Phil was good at fighting, and he was more reliable than those two powerless ones.

When everything was quiet, Sophia suddenly said, "You said, how is that police officer now?"

Her words reminded others of the last time they saw Sol.

Maybe it was because they were all selfish to the core, and suddenly saw someone who would take the initiative to give up his life in exchange for their ownAt that time, even if they didn't say anything, their hearts would fluctuate.

Especially Song Nan, she was not a cold-hearted person. In order to help her sister revenge, she could endure for many years. She felt very sorry for a police officer who she thought had done nothing wrong.

Without getting a response, Sophia silently hugged herself and shrank into the corner.

In fact, it was clear without saying anything that the chef could appear in front of them so easily, and he didn't even mention Sol. Even the most naive people would not think that he would be alive and well.

How did they end up like this?

Is this really reality, not an illusion before they died?

Sophia clasped her arms with her fingers, her mind was already in a mess.

Ben had been drifting on the sea for so long, eating sheep and harming people, just to survive and leave here and return home.

Is all this in vain?

Sophia was thinking about it, while Anne suddenly asked the three people: "Phil, did you take out a notebook from the cellar?"

Her words confused the other three people.

Phil had recovered from the pain, and when he heard Anne mention the medical record book, he took the book out from the corner with his right hand.

When he was caught before, he just put the medical record in the room, and he didn't take it out when he attacked the chef.

"There is a medical record book, which contains the experimental records of a person named Cassandra."

The room was dark, and even if Anne got the book, she couldn't see what was written on it, so Phil could only recall and tell her.

The two of them were discussing by themselves, which made Sophia feel worse.

"At this time, why aren't you afraid? We are likely to be killed, and we should think about how to escape quickly!"

Sophina waved her arms and stood up, shouting in the direction of the people in the dark.

After hearing her words, Annie was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "We can't escape now, so we might as well wait until the chef comes tomorrow to find an opportunity. It's better to know a little more about the situation here now than to know nothing at all."