Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1339 The Price of Internet Access

This afternoon, Han Suiping felt like he had a fever, and his heart was hot and cold.

For a while, it was too dangerous, what to do in case of being caught; for a while, I remembered the novel I hadn't finished reading on the Internet last time, and my heart was itchy.He also registered an account on a social networking site. I don't know if anyone has replied to him after so long... He paid such a high price to get on the boat, and he was really not reconciled to asking him to go home in disgrace.What's more, if he doesn't do it this time, he won't do it next time. Does he still have a chance to surf the Internet in his life?

...It should be fine if you go in the dead of night, right?

Holding the railing tightly with both hands, Han Suiping turned his head and glanced, and sure enough, he found a lot of surveillance cameras watching the deck in the dark.

it's okay no problem.His cool breath trembled in his lower abdomen, and he didn't dare to spit it out, as if he was afraid that it would leak out with his mind wrapped around him.There are cameras on board, but not at sea.If he faces the sea and his back to the surveillance, it is still possible to hide the existence of the computer...

First, bring a light to cover up the light from the computer screen.Although the mobile phone is a bit small, it is very bright after turning on the flashlight, not to mention that he also has a portable reading light, which solves this problem.The second is to put on a blanket to cover your body and the computer together. Although it looks weird, it makes sense in the middle of the night when the sea breeze is cold.

The computer is not taken out of the color book, and it is used directly.In case someone comes over, he can just write the book... The more he thought about it, the more feasible he felt.What's more, it may not be that someone is staring at every surveillance screen 24 hours a day without blinking.It would be safer to go to the top deck of a cruise ship, where there are not many people, the place is small, there are few cameras, and the monitoring value is not high.

He tossed and turned in his mind the plan to surf the Internet, and walked the route from his room to the top deck several times to ensure that there would be no accidents on the way, and finally waited for the night in fear.At seven or eight o'clock, he fell asleep drowsily due to nervous exhaustion. At one o'clock, there was no alarm clock, but he suddenly opened his eyes, his heart was pounding, and he was no longer sleepy.

it's time.

Han Suiping stuffed everything into his satchel, intentionally put on a large coat and hat, and went out quietly.The corridor was quiet, the lights were dim, leftover dinner plates were piled up next to the door of the next room, and most people should be asleep.

He didn't take the elevator because the lights in the elevator room were too bright, which always made him feel uncomfortable as if he was exposed.He climbed up the stairs, and when he was on the fourth floor, he suddenly heard the faint sound of music and girls' laughter from a room at the entrance of the corridor—it seemed that some young people were still playing in the middle of the night.

Han Suiping swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking that this should not affect him, and continued to walk up.A pair of feet appeared at the top of the stairs, causing him to stop breathing; he pretended to be nonchalant, and when the two were about to pass by, the man suddenly asked, "Hey, you haven't slept yet?"

Han Suiping suddenly raised his head and saw a somewhat familiar girl, holding a tray of drinks in her hand, who seemed to be going back to the room downstairs.He remembered that the fifth floor was where non-alcoholic drinks were served.

"I sat next to you this afternoon." She glanced at him strangely. "Where are you going?"

Han Suiping's ears were filled with the sound of blood rushing up, his heart was beating almost without interval, and he heard himself stammering, "I...I can't sleep, so I'm going to blow the air."

In the middle of the night, wearing a hat and carrying a backpack to go to the wind?
As the girl walked past him, he could almost hear the doubts in her head.She had turned her head away, and her pace seemed to speed up a little.

What if she reports herself as suspicious?This is nothing new.Colleagues, teachers and students report without hesitation, let alone a stranger.He couldn't afford the risk of someone monitoring his movements.

"That," Han Suiping knew he had to do something, and asked hastily, "Did you come with your friends?"

The girl stopped at the bottom of the stairs, raised her head expressionlessly and said, "Yes."

"I came here alone. It's a bit boring. You see, even if I go to have a hair dryer, I have to get books, beer, etc., otherwise I have nothing to do. Why don't we all go swimming together tomorrow? I'll buy you a beer. Han Suiping tried his best to sound like he was trying to strike up a girl, and said with a smile, "My room number is 1023. If you want, you can call me inside."

His room number was not 1023 at all.

The girl's expression really changed.She is a beautiful girl, and she must have been approached by people a lot. It is normal to regard him as one of the suitors at this time. "Let me ask my friends, there are boys."

"Your boyfriend?" Han Suiping asked intentionally.

"No, I'm still single." The girl obviously thought she had fully understood the situation, and walked away reservedly.

...Finally passed a level.Knowing which floor her room is on, he can hide and go away. On such a big cruise ship, the two of them can never meet again; if they are unlucky and meet her again, he can also excuse that the room number is misremembered.

When Han Suiping came to the top deck without any danger, facing the vast sea shrouded in the night, he exhaled tremblingly.Although he has never hurt anyone or stolen a dime, what he has done is enough to be punished; the reason he is able to stand here now is because he has a quick mind and slipped out of danger several times .

He picked the bench farthest from the camera, which he had chosen during the day.The top deck is curved, and the camera can only see the back of the benches. Everything is as planned.When he opened the color book and pressed the power button, the music in the phone and the light of the flashlight stirred the night together, covering up his actions.

Please, connect, he prayed silently.Now that the ship was deeper into the high seas, and farther away from the satellite signal isolation zone, it should be——Suddenly, there was a "ding", causing him to jump suddenly, and almost slipped the blanket off.

It worked!Connected!
The old guy still works, he wished he could kiss the computer a few times.Something that had been tightly closed in his chest was suddenly opened, and a cool sea breeze blew in, making him want to cry.The high seas, he thought, this is the high seas.

"Hey, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Someone yelled suddenly from behind, Han Suiping was startled and almost yelled.

He hurriedly closed his notebook, looked back, and found a man pulling his slippers and walking towards his bench—this was really a beer drinker in the middle of the night, with a can in his hand, and he couldn't speak clearly. It looks like it just came up.

"Did it disturb you?" He said hastily, "I'll turn off the music right now."

The half-drunk man came over, sat beside him with a thud, and said, "Don't close it, show me what songs you have... What are you doing, cover yourself with a blanket? You, what is that in your arms?"

"I'll sit for a while and just look at the paintings." Han Suiping held back his anger and thought for a while, then handed over the phone, hoping that he would be distracted. "Look, see if you like it."

The drunk took his mobile phone, but was not in a hurry to find music. "What, what painting? Are you still an artist?" He said with his tongue hanging out, "Come... come and show me too."

"Hey, don't look at it," Han Suiping pretended to be embarrassed, "I can't draw well."

"Show me, make friends!"

Drunk men are unreasonable—the man leaned over and reached out to grab the coloring book in his arms.Han Suiping almost exploded his scalp in shock, and twisted his body hastily, trying to avoid the hand he grabbed; but the man with tall arms and long arms swept across the book and knocked it out of his arms. Slid off the deck.

"Hey, it's dropped," the drunk man stood up and wobbled to get it.Han Suiping rushed over to get the notebook before him; he hugged the notebook, hurriedly grabbed the bag on the bench, and stuffed it in carelessly.The Internet project was dead, and he had to go quickly.

The drunk man looked at him, didn't move, just smiled. "Why are you in a hurry? I still have your mobile phone." He shook it and asked, "No more?"

Han Suiping didn't move as if he had been frozen.If you don’t want it, then you don’t want it, there’s nothing illegal in the phone… But it’s too suspicious not to use the phone for the sake of painting.

"I know what you're doing," the drunk said with a smile. "The ones in your notebook aren't paintings, are they?"

Han Suiping looked at him stiffly.

Oops.

"Ah, I'm a man too, I understand. We men who come to the cruise ship alone, don't we just do it for that." The drunk's laughter became more and more muddy, "There is a swimming pool underneath...those women are dressed so At least, those who show their ass | buttocks and thighs every day are for people to see. Have you secretly photographed it? I came here again in the middle of the night to reminisce, and I can play."

Han Suiping suddenly could breathe again.

But what now?Show the other party the pictures on the first two pages, is it really not a candid shot?An ordinary person would be fooled, but this is an unreasonable drunk.He was really afraid to take out the notebook again.

"No," he said bluntly, "I'm leaving, you give me back the phone."

Perhaps it was his attitude that made the drunk man feel bored, the other party muttered a few words, and actually handed over the phone: "Here, here you are."

Han Suiping tensed up and reached out to grab it.

The drunk loosened his fingers and the phone dropped.

Just when Han Suiping subconsciously bent down to grab the phone, the drunk man jumped up, grabbed his bag strap, pulled it off his shoulder, and ran back with the bag in his arms.Han Suiping's hairs started to stand up, and he didn't want his mobile phone. He hurried after him and shouted, "Give it back to me!"

"Tell me to take a look too," the drunk man was still grinning, stumbling and stumbling, while running towards the stairs at the rear of the deck, he reached into his bag and took out the coloring book. "They're all men, and I won't report you—"

His eyes widened when he landed on the computer.The contraband was like a slap in the face, knocking him out of the alcohol.

"you you……"

... In desperation, Han Suiping gave him a push.

He just wanted to push the drunk man down and get the computer back; as for what to do next, he didn't know—the cruise ship would search the room, and he might have to throw the computer into the ocean.But he didn't expect the drunk man's feet to be unsteady. Being pushed like this, he fell to the side. He didn't know what he hit. He heard a muffled sound that made his flesh tense. The drunk man snorted and went soft. The ground fell on the ground and did not move.

Han Suiping didn't realize what happened for a while, so he hurriedly closed the coloring book and stuffed it into his bag. He was about to get up and leave when he suddenly paused.

He slowly stretched out his hand, checked the man's breath, and couldn't stop shaking his body.

When he finally raised his head, he didn't even know what he saw: on the light-colored wall, there was an extra trace of some kind of liquid being dragged down, which looked almost black under the night light.

Up along the bloodstain is a small fireproof box with sharp corners, shining wet and slippery in the dark night.

For the first time, Han Suiping realized the meaning of the word "collapse".

He has been in this world for more than 20 years, the books he has read, the things he has done, the instructions and expectations of his parents...everything is falling apart before his eyes until it is broken into fragments and has no meaning anymore.All his efforts will be in vain, and his life has ended in this night with this drunk.

He is finished.

Han Suiping stood up in a trance, looking at the dead drunk man in a daze for a moment, and asked him repeatedly and silently: Why don't you let me go?Why do you have to look at the woman who candidly shoot it?I just want to go online, I just want to finish reading that novel, how did I end up in this situation?Now it's all caught on camera...

camera.

Startled, he looked around.

By the way, there are no... no cameras.This is the place to go up to the deck from the entrance of the stairs, the exit is facing the sea on the side of the ship; the only camera is installed at the highest point inside the stairs, with its back facing the sea outside, monitoring everyone who walks up the stairs .This arrangement is very reasonable. There is no need to monitor the sea without people; this small blind spot may now become Han Suiping's way of life.

The sea... outside is the sea!
He rushed to the fence and looked down, feeling cold again.On this kind of giant cruise ship, the fence and the hull are not on the same plane at all. Even if the body is pushed down, it will only fall to the next deck and not fall into the sea.There are still five days left in the sailing schedule. If someone finds him dead, he will have no way to go to heaven or earth, so he can only be trapped on the boat and be captured without a fight.

How to do?
Then they must not let them find the dead man—at least, no one else can find out that someone is dead until he disembarks.What was the drunk saying?He also came alone, right?He disappeared for five days and no one would look for him.

Han Suiping didn't know what he was doing, but he acted extremely fast.

He took out the blanket from his bag, wiped off the blood on the wall, the fireproof box, and the back of the corpse's head, took off his hat, and put it on the corpse's head to cover the wound.He rummaged through the drunk man, and sure enough, he found a room card with the number 2004.Han Suiping picked up his cell phone and stuffed everything into his bag. It took a lot of effort to carry the drunk man's body on his back, and he went downstairs tremblingly.

He didn't hide and couldn't hide, he walked down the spiral stairs one after another, and walked in front of every surveillance camera.When they found someone dead on board, they would realize that the body had been carried down.The murderer who carried him could only hide his head and face in the shadow of the corpse.

Han Suiping finally opened the door of 2004's room and threw the body on the floor of the room. He was almost exhausted and just wanted to sit down and cry.Can he escape?
...Wait a minute, that girl.

He went cold all over.

Even if the camera did not record his face on the way back and forth, at that time, someone knew that he had gone to the deck—the girl who served the drink.She can testify that he was the only one who went to the deck when the drunk died, and if he calls up the previous video for comparison...

Han Suiping sat on the ground in a daze, staring at the corpse for a while, his mind blank.

He is self-reliant and clever, and now he is up and down, but there is no place for him anymore.After getting off the boat, all that was waiting for him were handcuffs... He was dead, and he couldn't hide anything about surfing the Internet.The two crimes add up, even if it is manslaughter, he must be shot.

The sky is big and the earth is big, where can he go?

The advertisement that was broadcast everywhere during this period of time suddenly jumped into my mind at this time. "We want to go back to the Twelve Realms..." Is that what you said?

He gritted his teeth, picked up a blanket and bag again, went to the deck from another road, and hurriedly turned on the computer as before—fortunately, it didn't break.

He opened the search page and entered "Twelve Worlds".

Half a minute later, hundreds of thousands of search results popped up.

(End of this chapter)