Is the Scum Worthy of Whitewashing?

The prison door in front of him slowly rises.

Twelve hours have passed, and finally it's time for the finals.

Xu Du walked out the door and walked through the long corridor. At the gate, he met Rong Qing.

She leaned against the wall, holding her arms, bowed her head not knowing what she was thinking. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he instantly raised his head and looked at Xu Du.

"Rong Qing." Xu Du said hello.

Rong Qing nodded.

"You don't seem to sleep well." He stared at her dark circles.

"Nothing." Rong Qing shook her head, pursing her lips and looking at Xu Du.

He seems to be well rested, his eyes are still as clear and sharp as usual, like a sword that can cut off all the thorns and vines in front of him, fearless.

Rong Qing retracted his gaze and handed Xu Du a note.

"This is what I received. It should be the content of the project this time."

[Go into the jungle and reach the deepest building. 】

Xu Du raised his eyebrows, "What's this? Is it a two-person mission?"

"Maybe," Rong Qing thoughtfully, "maybe at the end of this game, there may not be only one person surviving."

When she said this, her expression relaxed slightly.

"Then it's not too late, let's go."

They stepped into the forest side by side.

This is not the same as the jungle in the semi-finals, exuding a peaceful and serene atmosphere, it does not look like a killing field at all.

It is night now, and the silver moonlight shines through the gaps and spills on the ground, forming a faint halo.

The building mentioned in the note is a church with a steeple, not far away, and across layers of trees, one can see the cross on the steeple of the church.

It only takes ten minutes to walk.

Nothing happened all the way.

"As long as we get there, we can go out?" Rong Qing asked.

"I'm afraid not." Xu Du sighed, "I don't think the finals will be so easy."

There must be something waiting for them not far away, trying to break the peace.

Rong Qing remained silent, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Feng Yuan, let's go over there for a while."

She pointed to a lake not far away. The calm water waves refracted moonlight like a shiny mirror.

Xu Du agreed to her request. There was no time required in the rules, as long as they wanted to, they even delayed it.

They sit by the lake.

Rong Qing stared at the water in a daze, "Feng Yuan, what are you going to do if you go out?"

"I never thought about it." Xu Du answered truthfully.

"You are always so calm." Rong Qing sighed with a smile, "Then what about your relatives, will they always be looking for you and waiting for you?"

The contestants are all forced to get involved in this world, leave daily life without warning, and face life-or-death battles here.

"There is no such person." Xu Du said.

The original owner was an orphan, and Xu Du was even more unfettered.

I just want to say that there are only his guardians, but those are the dust and smoke of the past, and separation is goodbye.

"What about you? What else is important?" Xu Du asked her when she saw her in silence again.

"I also have a younger sister."

With a soft smile on Rong Qing's face, she took out a photo from her pocket and handed it to Xu Du, "She is called Rong Xue, only three years younger than me, and she is like a child in her heart."

In the photo, Rong Xue was leaning against her sister with a sweet smile. At first glance, she looked like a girl who had grown up under gentle care, not similar to Rong Qing's indifferent and capable temperament.

Xu Du thought for a moment, "Rong Qing, your marksmanship is very accurate. Like Dai Sheng, you are also a mercenary?"

Rong Qing was taken aback, then laughed, "Yeah, speaking of it, I haven't introduced myself to you."

She seldom laughed like this.

"It's not a mercenary, it's a killer." She tilted her head and recalled, "My parents died when I was very young, and there was nothing left, so I could only hold my sister and beg on the side of the road."

"One day I met a human trafficker who wanted to take my sister. I stabbed him to death with a knife. This scene happened to be seen by a passing killer organization member, so I took me back and threw me into the training camp... I stayed there. After ten years, I started to take up the task after I was 14 years old, and the money I earned was used to feed our sisters."

She talked about a lot of things in the past, but most of them were trivial matters with her sister. She didn't mention the killer training and missions, which is probably not a good memory.

"Axue's picture, can you keep it for me temporarily?" Rong Qing looked at Xu Du seriously.

Xu Du looked at her, "Why?"

"I'm afraid of losing it."

Xu Du looked down at the photo in his hand. Except for a little wrinkle, he was very well protected. Rong Qing had gone through several killings, but never let a drop of blood stain the smile of the girl in the photo.

"Do you want me to take care of her?" Xu Du shook his head and handed back the photo. "Rong Qing, she may be looking forward to your safe return than taking care of her... Such thoughts, put it away."

She has committed her death.

"Feng Yuan, I can trust you." Rong Qing said, "What's more, I owe you..."

"You don't owe me."

Xu Du interrupted her and said warmly, "I save you only because I want to save, not for any reward. Rong Qing, you don't owe me, but if you really care about the so-called return, then I hope you can do it well. Live."

Rong Qing stared at him blankly, her lips trembling slightly.

Xu Du gently pulled her up, "Let's go."

They have no reason to stay any longer, and the problems they should face cannot be solved by avoiding them.

Soon after stepping into the door of the church, there was no sound in the chapel, and the light was projected through the stained glass of the skylight on the top, and fell quietly onto the empty seat.

The door closed automatically, and Du Xu walked out of the shadow and sat in the middle seat.

"This is the last round of the game." He said slowly, "The rules are very simple. I have a revolver/gun in my hand-a word of roulette. It only takes a few minutes and the outcome will be announced."

Du Xu opened the magazine and showed it to Xu Du and the others.

With 6 bullet nests empty, Du Xu took out a bullet from his jacket pocket, filled it in a hole, and then turned it quickly, closing the magazine.

No one knows the number of the deadly bullet. The two people went back and forth and aimed their guns at their heads, blocking luck.

Xu Du doesn't like to gamble on luck, and counts on that kind of illusory things, without the slightest sense of reality.

Du Xu threw the prepared gun to Xu Du.

"Do you really hate this feeling?" Du Xu looked at Xu Du with a defiant smile, "Facing roulette, everything can only be resigned to fate, and there is no win-win solution. One of you must die."

For Xu Du, death and mission failure are not very different. They are both facing the end of death sooner or later.

This is an unsolvable dilemma.

Xu Du received the gun and ignored him, just looked at Rong Qing, "Do you want to come first?"

Rong Qing nodded, took the gun, slowly raised it, and pointed at his head.

But the gun was lifted into the air, but it suddenly turned aside and aimed at Du Xu in the seat.

"Let us go." Rong Qing looked at him coldly.

"Want to kill me?" Du Xu sneered, "I advise you not to do this. If you kill me, he will die too."

Rong Qing was startled and looked at Xu Du suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"It means literally." Xu Du sighed, "This matter is very complicated and there is no time to explain... Have you seen the hourglass on the prayer platform? The moment I received the gun, it began to flow. I Think we have to complete the roulette within the specified time, otherwise we will all be out."

Du Xu also added, "He is right, you have up to ten minutes."

Rong Qing slumped down.

"Nothing will happen." Xu Du looked at her and said softly, "Rong Qing, let's start."

His voice is always full of calming power, his eyes are firm and quiet, as if he will never be flustered.

Rong Qing closed her eyes, put her gun on her temple, and pulled the trigger.

"Ka."

The revolver/gun makes a slight turning sound, which is empty.

Xu Du took the gun from her hand, put it on her head, and pulled the trigger easily.

Rong Qing held her breath.

Another empty gun.

The first round passed, and there were 4 shots left, twice per person.

Rong Qing's turn to empty the gun again, three times left.

Her expression was a little complicated, and she watched nervously as Xu Du aimed his gun at his temple again.

Xu Du dropped his eyes and slowly pulled the trigger.

Still unscathed.

Then there are 2 times left, and there will always be a live ammunition passing through the brain, killing people instantly.

Who will fall on it? Du Xu leaned forward slightly, with a meaningful smile on his mouth.

"Maybe, it's time to say goodbye." Rong Qing smiled and looked at Xu Du, "Feng Yuan, thank you."

"Um."

Xu Du faintly responded, and put down his gun, as if he was going to give it to Rong Qing.

But Rong Qing's hand did not touch, because Xu Du quickly raised the gun again, pointed it at his head, and came decisively.

"boom--"

Xu Du's temples were bleeding, which was much darker than bright red, and the smell of blood was not strong.

"Feng Yuan!"

Rong Qing screamed and threw herself down beside Xu Du. Watching the blood color gradually spreading, her hands trembled horribly.

That should have been Rong Qing, but Xu Du seemed to be able to predict the prophet.

Roulette is not pure luck. Remembering the initial position of the bullet, as well as the rotation speed and time of the roulette wheel, is not impossible to calculate the approximate position of the bullet. Of course, this requires excellent dynamic vision and computing power.

Xu Du's calculation result is in the fourth or fifth.

He succeeded, it was not by luck, everything was in accordance with his subjective intentions and achieved the results he hoped.

The fatal wound on the temple should be killed instantly, but maybe his soul and the host are not unified, so there is a delay-but I am afraid it will not exist for long.

He opened his mouth slightly.

"Feng Yuan...what you want to say, I...listen to it." Rong Qing's voice trembled, and tears fell on his face.

"Don't cry... Go find your sister and live well."

Xu Du looked at her, his consciousness gradually drifting away.

"Also... I'm not Feng Yuan." He curled his lips, "My name is Xu Du, don't forget."

He gradually lost his strength, and Rong Qing's sad and dazed expression gradually blurred.

When he tilted his head to the side uncontrollably, he saw the hourglass on the prayer platform.

The hourglass on the table passed quietly, the upper part of it was golden yellow, flowing down the pores in the middle, it turned into a faint blue, like a phosphor fire that alternated between light and light.

It was the same as when the K system was bound in the beginning.