Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1074 The Last Dawn
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The chaotic mosaic in mid-air stopped trembling for the first time, and froze in mid-air.

In just half a minute, Bohemia fell heavily on the ground as if she had lost her support; her face was washed of all blood, and even her lips were blue and white, and her body was shaking in bursts. He twitched in pain, but could only squeeze out intermittent sounds from his throat.

"What's going on?" Descartes finally came back to his senses, "Are you poisoned?"

Bohemia opened her mouth like a fish out of water, breathing lightly and then heavily, and the hissing sound made people feel flustered.

"Can't you breathe?" Descartes turned around in a hurry, setting off a dazzling mosaic in midair. "Strange, you obviously didn't eat anything except potato chips and sandwiches, how could you be poisoned—"

Calculated according to the game time, those two foods were eaten more than 12 hours ago. Even if there is something wrong with them, it will not take so long for such a sudden sudden onset of acute symptoms-"Hold on, I You still need to take me out of the dungeon!" Descartes circled around her, "Think about it, did you eat something else?"

"No, no..." Bohemia's face turned from pale to purple, as if the oxygen in the blood was starting to run out: "Save... me..."

How to save?What kind of poison, what method did it use, and when did it enter her body?
Descartes has always been keen on enjoying the fun of thinking, but at this time he feels the distress of not having an answer.Seeing Bohemia getting more and more painful, it was also disturbed by a rare panic - it stared blankly at Bohemia who was constantly struggling and rolling on the ground for a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, from the mosaic-like chaos, a large area of ​​snow-white color suddenly emerged—a bald, plaster statue-like human head surged out of the chaos, and the mouth stretched into a bottomless hole. The black hole suddenly swallowed Bohemia's head in one gulp.

After struggling and twisting her exposed body a few times, she quickly lost her strength and became limp.

The meeting room was pitch black, and the overturned tables and chairs fell to the ground. The dim light coming in from the corridor outside faintly dyed the messy lines on the ground.The snow-white sculpture-like human head seemed to be floating in the darkness, the mouth was open to an astonishing extent, holding Bohemia's head motionless.

In the dead silence where even the breathing was cut off, only the ticking hands of the clock hanging on the wall and the whirring sound of the airflow were particularly vivid.

The Descartes has been "swallowing" Bohemia all the time, can't see the clock, and doesn't know how long it has passed—seeing the twilight coming in from the half-open door, the color gradually becomes lighter and brighter, Finally, it turned into a white light, and it realized that morning had arrived.

A sound of footsteps walked into the hall outside, passed the conference room, and went up to the second floor.Descartes remained in his original state and did not move at all. Hearing the sound of footsteps upstairs, he turned around a few times, and then walked down the stairs again—it seemed that until this time, the man noticed that the door of the meeting room was half-open, so he sped up a few steps. He rushed over, pushed open the door, and immediately poured the pale morning light into the meeting room.

"Ah, so it's here."

The man stood in the skylight, even the frizzy hair on his head was illuminated, but his face could not be seen clearly—but, the voice was undoubtedly Secretary Beef.

"Um...Miss Winters?"

He walked up two steps, and finally let Descartes see clearly the mask on his face.He looked at the overturned tables and chairs around him, and then his eyes fell back on Bohemia's body. After hesitating for a while, he adjusted the mask.The Cartesian spirit does not exist in this game, so the NPCs can't see it at all; in the eyes of Secretary Beef, the snow-white head that swallowed the head of Bohemia is probably completely transparent air.

"Really, I just died in a windowless meeting room... Forget it, I'll bring a fan over later, I didn't expect this method to be really effective." He looked down for a while, then shook his head. "It's obviously quite beautiful, but it's such a pity that it ended up like this... Oh, so the documents are here."

His eyes lit up, and he hurriedly grabbed the stack of documents that had been knocked over with the table: "No wonder he didn't find it——As expected of Miss Winters, it seems that you also have a premonition in your heart, knowing that you are not safe, right? Bar?"

The corpse would not answer, but the beef secretary seemed to be unable to hold back, and babbled for a long time.Even though he knew that the person he was talking to was a dead person, anyone who heard his tone would feel shyness and admiration hidden in his tone.

"Then I'll accept these first. With them, whether it's investigating your death or your past, the focus will be drawn to those criminal organizations..." Secretary Beef sighed and vomited. He took a long breath.He glanced through all the documents in a hurry, then sorted them out, and said to the people on the ground: "Miss Winters, you are really amazing. I will never forget you..."

"...Then you have to remember your aunt well."

Secretary Beef suddenly jumped up from the spot as if he had been pricked by a needle, and his face was whiter than a sculpture refined by Descartes for a moment.Although there was no difference in his eyes, the Descartes spirit had let go of its mouth just now; Bohemia, which slipped out of its mouth, regained consciousness at some point and opened its eyes again.

"You—how could you still—wrong!" The secretary hurriedly stepped back, blowing the mask with his breath.As if he remembered something, he pulled off the mask and sniffed it vigorously, his face became even uglier: "I shouldn't be alive!"

Bohemia stood up slowly with trembling hands and feet, her feet were still splashed with the mouthful of blood she spit out.Her voice has lost its previous softness, it is as dry and cracked as sandpaper, and it makes people feel a sore throat for her: "...is it really a problem with the air?"

The voice of this sentence fell, and the surprise of Secretary Beef suddenly stopped on his face. Except for the ups and downs of breathing, even the eyeballs stopped moving—Bohemia covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and was dizzy for a while. In the middle, I heard the voice of the dungeon host: "Congratulations, you have successfully survived to the fourth stage and cleared the mini-game again. Now let me inform you of the goals of the fifth stage: first, find out how the secretary murdered you; second, Survive the secretary; third, save yourself until today's off-duty time. After completing all objectives, the prison situation will be over."

Although the mini-game has been cleared, the current plot is at a critical moment, and we can't be distracted—Bohemia gritted his teeth and supported the tables and chairs to stand firm, feeling as if his internal organs were burning like a fire; When she was desperately thinking about what Secretary Beef would do next, the snow-white figure beside her seemed to melt, falling back into the chaos and disappearing.

Descartes returned to its mosaic form again, and hurriedly floated up to claim credit: "How is it, is my brain spinning fast? When I thought about it, I knew there must be something wrong with the air—well, smoked rats are all Such……"

After the dungeon host's voice fell, Secretary Beef immediately regained his sanity.He looked at Bohemia a few times, and he didn't know whether he was more shocked or admired: "...Did you react in time, so you stopped breathing? But looking at you, you should also inhale some, right? It seems that you not only have a good mind, but your physical fitness is also superior to ordinary people..."

He sighed and looked at the clock on the wall.

"There are still several hours before work time, fortunately I decided to check the situation earlier." He frowned, as if feeling very troubled, and brushed his smooth and shiny hair: "I wanted to avoid doing it myself, let you Died here alone...I wasn't supposed to be at work today, just play an unsuspecting lover waiting for you in the restaurant at night. Why are you making things so complicated? Now it's easy if you don't handle it well It will arouse suspicion. It would be a very convenient thing for you and me if you saved him from death like this...you should know that now I can't let you survive no matter what."

"It's very convenient for me if you're dead, why didn't I see you commit suicide." Bohemia couldn't breathe well, every breath seemed to be stirring her lungs with a knife blade, she still insisted on mocking. "You want to silence me? You should come and try."

That being said, she didn't have a clue in her heart.

There has long been no gender-determined physical strength gap between male and female evolutionaries, but ordinary people are different.Not to mention that she didn't know what to inhale—even though Descartes reacted quickly and cut off the air in time, the foreign object inhaled had already greatly damaged her lung function.

You can't even breathe without pain, so how can you fight a man whose physical strength is far superior to yours?
Secretary Beef smiled and loosened the collar of his shirt. "I won't be rough," he said slowly, "I just want to get out of you."

Oh - that's right.He was startled when he heard Bohemia's sudden voice just now, and he took a few steps back under conditioned reflex. Now, the direction to the door was just blocked by Bohemia.

"You...you still want to lock me in here and repeat the old tricks?" Bohemia looked around and decided to find out the information first: "What kind of poison did you put? I obviously didn't smell the smoke ..."

"Smoke? Poison?" Secretary Beef was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "If you want to know, just try it again."

　I finished writing this time earlier than last time, and the writing is smoother than last time!I feel like I've recovered a bit...

　
(End of this chapter)