The Collection of The End

One thousand seven hundred and ninety-three, death is coming (15)

"Overlook Hotel?"

When George drove into a large courtyard with a large area on the outskirts of New York City, Jin Jing read out the sign she had just seen on the wall of the gate.

Where is the hospital or safe house that was promised?

"Several hospitals we contacted all rejected our modification request, and they also did not allow too many FBI to move in, and other shared safe houses were occupied," George said with a slight embarrassment: "Only this one is closed. The hotel can be used.”

"How many people from the FBI are here? What are they doing?" Jin Jing raised an eyebrow: "They can actually occupy all the safe houses in New York?"

"Uh-huh..." George pondered for two seconds: "I found that the best answer to your question is - no comment."

"That's indeed a good answer." Jin Jing nodded in agreement.

Judging from the way the FBI handled the incident of "Death kills people in sequence through accidents," the world is obviously not that simple. The FBI may not have any supernatural powers, but it must have seen a lot of supernatural events.

If you think about it carefully, they don't have any "mission". As an intelligence department, they have no reason to save people. Rather, it is a routine operation to deliberately allow some "survivors" to be killed by the "god of death". Those lives are not important to them. It's just a "control group" to study information related to the "Reaper".

Currently, I am able to move freely and have certain command rights. In addition to the pressure from my "parents", it is probably because the head of the FBI wants to see how this incident will eventually develop when someone keeps stopping the "Reaper". .

Although all the students except Claire, Carter and Terry were "released" after leaving Dr. Hannibal, if nothing else happens, any one of them will be available within minutes or even seconds if needed. Be controlled.

If there is any uncontrollable factor at the moment, it's Alex. He seems to have been severely influenced by Hannibal. He already firmly believes that he is a good person. After the FBI told him that he was free, he still took the initiative to follow without being arrested. Three, no, four classmates were released into action.

However, just follow. According to the current statistics of the "Death List", due to his seat at the back, he was the last to die among all the students in the "Illusion". All we need to do is...

At this time, George had just parked his vehicle in the parking lot of the hotel, opened the door and was about to get out of the car.

call--

There is cold wind blowing in from the gap in the car door.

Jin Jing shivered with excitement.

"Death" is back? So fast?

Jin Jing hurriedly picked up the projector and looked around, but did not see the strange man in a yellow suit with a green face.

"Do we need to take protective measures against the target? Or should we evacuate directly?" George saw Jin Jing's actions, stopped opening the door, and asked instead.

"No... nothing unusual, maybe I'm nervous." Jin Jing shook her head, opened the door and got out of the car.

The temperature outside the car is indeed lower, but it's not enough to make people shiver... But the "god of death" hasn't come back yet?

She looked around again through the viewfinder window of the projector, but felt nothing except the oppressive feeling caused by the high height of the hotel building.

"Maybe it's true... uh." When Jin Jing turned around with the projector, a dark face suddenly broke into the camera.

If it were anyone else, he would probably have screamed in embarrassment.

"Hello, madam," it was a black man wearing a security uniform with short curly hair: "I am the person in charge here, security guard, driver, chef, cleaner and electrician, my name is 'uvuvwevwevweonyetenyevwevgwemubwemossas'. "

What kind of ridiculously long name is this? It's longer than "Long word phobia ()".

"...What?" Apparently George felt the same way.

"My name is-" A friendly smile appeared on the black man's face, as if he was planning to repeat it.

"No, sir, he heard it clearly, he just thought it was too long." Jin Jing quickly stopped.

"That's it, then call me 'Lucian'." The black man smacked his lips and said.

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"Hey, this place is great. Let those idiots who want to go home regret it. It may cost thousands of dollars to stay here for a day!"

"You are too optimistic. We are being hunted by Death, Carter."

"It doesn't matter, Claire is next anyway."

"Shh, shh-"

How to put it this way, among this couple, Terry has some common sense and can understand the situation, but Carter is more free-spirited and is not afraid of offending people - in fact, ever since he could just jump up and walk away from Alex. You can see the character.

Jin Jing ignored the noise of the two classmates behind her for the time being and listened intently to Lucian's introduction in front of her.

"This hotel was originally built to make it easier to enjoy the snow scenery in winter, but it obviously did not listen to the opinions of meteorological experts when it was built. As long as the snow falls a little heavier, the road from the hotel to the outside world will be interrupted, and you can only take a bus. Helicopters come in and out," Lucian was in front, explaining as he led Alex and Claire forward: "So, there will only be guests here in winter, and they will be the kind of guests who can stay for at least three months and can afford helicopters. "

It's easy to get into trouble with Conan just by looking at this environment.

Although it is the God of Death who is making trouble now.

There seems to be no difference?

"Which room will you put Claire in?" Alex asked eagerly, "I hope to live next door to her."

If he hadn't known in advance that he planned to save people, this statement would have been completely arrestable.

"Well, your requirements for house renovation are quite special. Only a small number of rooms meet the requirements, and they are not connected." Lucian looked at George.

"Listen, 'Prophet', you are not the only one who knows some things. Even for the face of the FBI, we will not let anything happen to Miss Redfield." George reached out to pat Alex on the shoulder: "As the tail of the team, we will not let anything happen to Miss Redfield." 'You can enjoy this vacation like an ordinary young person."

Alex, who turned around, looked embarrassed and a little shy, and said without any money: "Because I am the 'last one', I want to help the 'people in front of me'."

"Stop talking, I understand." George patted him on the shoulder vigorously.

Claire, who was further ahead, did not look back and was still asking Lucian about the details of the room, but her slightly tilted head to eavesdrop and the red tips of her ears had exposed her thoughts.

Jin Jing was about to make a joke when she saw Alex's expression suddenly changed. He stared at George and Carter and Terry behind him with a fierce look on his face, as if he wanted to kill him. The look on their face of eating them alive.

Huh? Why?

Jin Jing blinked subconsciously, and then realized that there was no fierce expression. Alex had turned his head back because he couldn't stand George's ridicule.

this……

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