Midnight Ship Says [Unlimited]

Chu Tu raised his eyes in surprise.

At such a distance, he realized that although the person in front of him had black hair and black eyes, his bones were much more three-dimensional compared to Asians. He spoke Chinese, but with an accent.

His astonishment fell squarely into Elbing's eyes.Elbin smiled, Chutu's reaction was just as he expected.Many people have reacted to him that way.

"Mr. Chu?"

Chu Tu quickly suppressed his surprise, and stretched out his hand: "Hi, I've heard you famous for a long time."

"I hope Mr. Chu heard more than just those bad things." Elbin tilted his head.

At this time, another person came to the living room.

It was Shang Huannian. When he saw Chu Tu, his expression eased, but the next second he saw Elbin next to him, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Erbin saw the visitor, and said in a relaxed tone: "Mr. Chu is here, and indeed Mr. Shang is also there. Long time no see."

The two of them knew each other before?

Shang Huannian didn't speak, and went straight to Chutu, took his arm, pulled him up, and retreated to a place far away from Elbin.

Elbin curled his lips, but he didn't seem very surprised by Shang Huannian's actions.

"What's wrong?" Chu Tu turned his head and asked Shang Huanian softly.

Shang Huannian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, he said to him in a heavy tone: "He, like me, walked out of a small island, and he will not die even on this route." This means that this night is composed of two people with immortal golden bodies and several people with mortal bodies. This is equivalent to..."

He didn't go on, but Chutu understood what he meant.

This is equivalent to two shore passengers mixed with ordinary people in a normal route.

When Chu Tu was a banker, he took a relatively normal path, just like ordinary people. He just used his experience and skills to protect his employer, and went to thunder for his employer in some dangerous places.

However, most shore visitors don't do that.They are much more insane, even though their pain perception has not been reduced in the slightest because of the undead golden body, they seem to feel no pain at all, not only letting others die for unnecessary danger, but also being ruthless to themselves, using The physical body is dangerous.

And this approach started in Elbing.His existence is a ticking time bomb.He wasn't afraid of being blown up by himself, but that didn't mean they weren't.

"Do you have other privileges in the airline?"

"Yes, it's not necessarily a privilege, but there are still many things that are different from ordinary people." Shang Huannian replied, "However, I haven't contacted other people who came out of the small island, so I'm not sure whether the characteristics of each resurrected person are the same. .”

Although they were trying their best to lower their voices, they were still very clear in such a quiet room.

Elbin folded his arms, leaned on the sofa, and rested with his eyes closed, as if he didn't care about their discussion at all.

Shang Huannian pointed at Elbin with his chin: "For example, he has maintained this appearance for an unknown number of years. In terms of age, he is probably twenty years older than us."

At this time, footsteps were heard upstairs.More people found that the living room on the first floor was lit and gathered here.

After the others arrived, Chu Tu and Shang Huannian stopped talking about it.On this ship, thanks to the appeal and hostility of the "Self-Salvation Alliance", no one does not know Elbin's name.

Chutu worried that other people would be irrational before Elbin made a strange move.

There were a total of 11 players on this night.Interestingly, Chutu saw familiar people in it.

It was the girl in the world of the Queen of Hearts.

When she walked into the living room, she was taken aback for a moment, her eyes stayed on Shang Huannian, and her eyes widened in surprise.

However, there were other people in the room, and she didn't make a sound.

This is already the fourth night, and those who are still alive are already familiar with the temper of the airline, and they no longer struggle needlessly, but just waited quietly in the living room.

After a while, no one came into the living room again. A short-cut young man folded his arms and looked around: "Is that all there are?"

No one answered him, yet, soon enough, his question was answered.

A rough man with a beard and well-dressed clothes walked into the living room and laughed loudly: "Oh, my guests, did you sleep well last night?"

Everyone looked at each other, this should be an NPC.

However, immediately after that man was followed by another thin middle-aged man, who was also well-dressed, but his words always showed his meanness: "Oh, Sherman, what happened to such a tragedy yesterday, everyone Maybe sleep well?"

The man called Sherman looked embarrassed and turned around and said, "Peel, you always spoil the fun like this."

"It's not that I'm spoiling the fun, this party is full of contradictions."

The players didn't interrupt, these two are obviously the NPCs of this game.The strong bearded man is called Sherman, and the thin man is called Peel. Their previous conversation should be to give the player background information.

The players didn't speak, and the two npcs chatted without showing anything wrong.

At this time, Elbin, who was sleeping on the sofa with his arms folded and his eyes closed, popped out like a dream: "When will the snow outside be falling?"

The attention of the two NPCs was attracted by his words.Sherman frowned, looking helpless: "At least tomorrow."

"So we have to spend the whole day with dead bodies and murderers?" Peel popped out.

His words immediately caught everyone's attention.A player next to him asked curiously, "What?"

"Are you out of fright?" Pierre looked at them suspiciously, "We were supposed to come to Sherman's villa for a party yesterday, but Charlie was killed instead."

This should be the background of the night.The man continued to ask, "What about the murderer?"

Everyone has a guess in their hearts.Like those detective films, the phrase "the murderer is among us" appears at this time, which is quite suitable as the theme of this kind of horror world.

However, to everyone's surprise, Sherman said with a puzzled look: "What's wrong with you? Everyone seems to have amnesia? Isn't Wells the murderer?"

"You mean, the murderer has been caught?" the man asked in disbelief.

"Yeah," Sherman muttered, "you really are, ugh."

The players looked at each other, showing surprise and astonishment.Shang Huannian continued to ask: "What about Wells? Where is he locked?"

"In the cellar," Sherman said. "The police should have been contacted earlier. But the blizzard outside suddenly increased, the telephone line failed, and the bridge leading to the town was crushed by snow. We can only wait for the snow tomorrow." Stopped, the maintenance team outside came to fix the bridge, so we can hand over the murderer to the police. I thought they would come after dawn, but who knows why they didn’t come, and we have to wait another day.”

Blizzard Villa.

Such a word suddenly popped up in their hearts.

This is a type of mystery novel created by Agatha.The most classic snowstorm villa model is that a murder occurs on a snowy night, and due to the bad weather, the guests are completely cut off from the outside world, and the prisoner is among the guests. Will show his skills and identify the prisoner.After dawn, justice is performed and crimes are punished.

This model was used badly by later mystery novels, and Agatha, as the originator, linked the intricacies of crime with the blizzard.When the sun rises, everything will be revealed.

But for some reason, their small world is not a typical Blizzard Villa model.The criminals have been identified, and they have no chance to show their talents; after dawn, the bridge has not been repaired, and the police have not come, and they need to stay with the criminals for another night.

In other words, their understanding of Blizzard Mountain Villa is not useful at all, on the contrary, it may bring them a fixed mindset.

Chu Tu touched his chin, and looked at Shang Huannian, who also happened to turn his head to look at him.

They are not noobs and know what that means.The model of Blizzard Villa is too classic, which means that the design behind it is very "straight".Generally, when re-creating Blizzard Villa, the adaptation starts from the alibi and the murder method. However, because it is too well-known, it is not enough to support a midnight of 11 people.

This midnight should be a combination of multiple classic modes.Snowstorm Villa is just the most obvious one.

Just when they were lost in thought, Sherman slapped his forehead as if he remembered something.

"Look at my memory, I'm too busy talking. The housekeeper has already prepared breakfast, let's go to the breakfast room!"

Eleven people followed him into the breakfast room on the other side of the first floor.

The breakfast room is also high-end but not gorgeous and complicated. The dark brown furniture and silver candlesticks set off the most ordinary breakfast with a unique style.

Although everyone at the long dining table didn't put their minds into this breakfast, the two npcs ate very deliciously.They look like real people, with simple personalities, completely different from the weird npcs before, even if they know that this does not mean that midnight is not dangerous, the players can't help but feel less nervous.

After eating almost, Sherman wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, turned his head and said to the butler who had been standing by, "Give us some tea."

"Okay, sir."

The butler walked gracefully to each guest with a tin carved pot and poured a cup of black tea for them in the small teacups beside them.

The color of black tea is very strong, and when shaken, it has a slight viscous feeling in the clear.The guests had just eaten, took the teacups and took a sip.

When the teacup touched Chutu's lips, he stopped suddenly.

Something is wrong.

He removed the teacup and shook it carefully, the liquid in it was normal tea.

They've both eaten so much already that it doesn't matter what they drink.However, like Chutu, two of them obviously hesitated before drinking tea.

"My friend, this is the Darjeeling that you told me last time that you want to drink the most." Sherman suddenly smiled at Chutu, and incidentally made up such a piece of background information.

Chu Tu frowned slightly and took a sip.Only then Sherman nodded contentedly.

There must be something wrong with the tea, Chu Tu took a towel and pretended to wipe his mouth, and spit out the small mouthful of black tea in his mouth into the towel.

However, the mellow taste of Darjeeling still remained on the tip of his tongue, and it reached his brain along the taste nerve.What he tasted was indeed high-quality tea, but the strong feeling made Chutu's goosebumps stand up slightly.

Even such a residual amount has produced such a large reaction.

He turned his head and looked at Shang Huannian.

Sensing the gaze, Shang Huannian turned his head, tilted his head slightly, and looked at him with big innocent eyes.

Chu Tu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his Adam's apple twitched uncontrollably.

His eyes were blazingly fixed on the snow-white flesh of Shang Huannian's neck when he turned his head sideways.Under the snow-white flesh, in an invisible place, a scalding liquid that could burn him seemed to be flowing, hitting the blood vessels full of vitality.

Chu Tu subconsciously twitched his nose, as if he could smell the fragrance through his imagination.

As soon as this thought came up, he couldn't help but shudder, and forced himself to turn his head, face the dining table, and stop looking at Shang Huannian.

At this time, his eyes were fixed on the cup of black tea.

Suddenly, he finally understood what he felt was wrong from this cup of black tea.

Under the reflection of the candlelight, the red-black liquid turned out to be a cup of blood.