I'm afraid I won't survive [Quick Transmigration]

Fan Minghui disappeared in the early hours of the morning.

The hut they built was not high enough to separate several rooms and halls, so the five of them spread their coats on the floor and slept together.

For the first two days, Xu Si still felt that Fan Minghui's snoring was really like that kind of old-fashioned tractor. The noise caused his neurasthenia. Later, his ears seemed to be equipped with automatic filters, which could unconditionally block everything that disturbed him. dream noise.

And Qi Zonghe has always been a light sleeper, and any slight disturbance will wake him up. These days, Xu Si has clearly felt that his old bird's dark circles are getting thicker and thicker, his weight has also plummeted, and even his abdominal muscles have shrunk a little. .

Because of sleep problems, he was the first to notice that Fan Minghui was missing.

Qi Zonghe was just puzzled at first, but in the early morning, he heard Fan Minghui get up, staring in a daze, pulling his belt while walking, thinking that he was going to relieve himself, and didn't pay much attention.When he didn't come back after an hour, Qi Zonghe thought he was constipated and didn't care.When the sky was bright and people hadn't come back, Qi Zonghe felt something was wrong.

The others were still asleep. Yan Yu hugged Zhou Cong and fell asleep. He patted Xu Si awake, and the two of them went out to find someone together. Come.

"He's such a big man, how can he piss himself out?" Xu Si grumbled with a dark face.

There is no Internet, no electricity, and no entertainment facilities on this island. The days are like years, and they can only pass the time by sleeping.But there are some people who don't let others sleep if they don't sleep.It's just terrible.

Qi Zonghe didn't say anything about his complaints, they didn't go far, they just circled around the shack, because no one would go to the places in the ten miles and eight villages to relieve themselves.

It's not a glamorous female star like Yan Yu.

Just wandering around like this, Xu Si really found something extraordinary—it was blood.

The blood was in the form of drips, dripping on the surrounding grass blades, and it was only a dozen steps away from the shack they built.Judging from the quantity of those bloodstains, they were not fatal enough. Qi Zonghe stretched out his hand and twisted it with his thumb and index finger, but it hadn't solidified yet, which meant that he had just left the blood vessels of the human body not long ago.

Xu Si and Qi Zonghe looked at each other speechlessly, and at the same time saw caution and precaution in each other's eyes.

"What could it be?" Xu Si squatted down, propping his chin to study the bloody blade of grass, with such a concentrated expression that he could stare out a hole in the blade.

Qi Zonghe turned around and looked around, "There are no traces of fighting or struggling around, and there are no other large blood stains, so it shouldn't be an attack by some wild beast."

"You're right, and look," Xu Si pointed to the weeds that had been trampled on and lay dying on the ground, "There were clearly two people standing here."

Qi Zonghe also squatted down, shoulder to shoulder with him.Indeed, judging from the shape of the weeds lodging, there are four places in total, with four legs, and the two places at the back are obviously larger than the two places at the front.

Xu Si clapped his hands and stood up, gesticulating, "It should be Fatty Fan who was holding the bird to pee, and someone took something sharp from behind - such as a knife, against Fatty's throat or something else, so the scene There is no trace of struggle, because as long as he resists..." He made a gesture of wiping his neck and stuck out his tongue.

"Could it be that besides us, there are other people on the island?" Qi Zonghe pondered for a moment, then stood up, unconsciously rubbing the sapphire surface of the watch on his wrist.

Xu Si didn't answer. In fact, he now has a suspect, but he felt that it was too early to draw conclusions. What if he was wronged.

"Boss," he asked carefully, "What is the reason between Zhou Cong and Fatty Fan..."

Qi Zonghe paused slightly as he rubbed his fingertips on the surface, without raising his head, he said: "I thought you would never ask me."

Well, in fact, if Yan Yu hadn’t handed him a seemingly crucial piece of evidence to drag him into the water, he really didn’t want to pay attention to it. The experience of the last world fully told him that the less he knows, the possibility of surviving to the end The greater the sex.

Xu Si rubbed her sleepy eyes, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it."

"That Zhou Cong," Qi Zonghe rolled his eyelids, and looked at Xu Si, "it's definitely not a simple paparazzi, a third-rate paparazzi who follows celebrities' gossip and lace scandals, the company will allocate funds for him to fly first class? And you are that one?" The flight attendant of the airline company should be most aware that not all rich upstarts can sit in the first class on that plane."

Xu Si nodded silently. The airline company that Feng Jue works for, the resounding slogan and brand of first-class cabins are noble services, and the price of air tickets is dozens of times higher than that of economy class. status.Generally speaking, those first-class VIPs either have social status, like Fan Minghui; they are famous, like Yan Yu; or they are powerful, like Mr. Qi.This week Cong... did appear a bit abruptly.

"I don't think he looks like a well-known, hidden rich second generation..." Zhou Cong's shy and easy-going face appeared in Xu Si's mind. He was gentle and clean, very ordinary next door. Instantly overwhelmed.

"There is another kind of person who can enter the first class." Under the sun, Qi Zonghe's brown hair glowed softly, and he stroked back his somewhat long bangs, and raised the corners of his lips.

"Who?" Xu Si subconsciously asked.

"Tiaozi with public power." Qi Zonghe blinked, but there was a smile on his face.

It's just that smile that made Xu Si shudder.

"The world is so big, there are so many wonders." He shrugged, sighed, and walked back with his hands behind his back, "I actually lived with a cop on an island, eating and drinking together, and coexisting peacefully for so long. Tsk tsk."

Xu Si watched his tall and straight back go away by herself, and was stunned in place with surprise on her face.

Zhou Cong is a policeman?How could there be such a weak policeman?Wait, let's not worry about whether he is weak or not... Zhou Cong's identity is actually a policeman?Xu Si rubbed her ears, and then rubbed her ears until they turned red.

If he was a policeman, wouldn't his identity be exposed the moment he was picked out by Yan Yu's little boyfriend on the plane?At that time, Qi Zonghe and Fan Minghui should have sensed that something was wrong, but due to the sudden crash, there was no follow-up to this matter.

If the plane arrives safely, both Qi Zonghe and Fan Minghui will choose to silence them.Because it is obvious that Zhou Cong has some information that cannot be exposed, which is what he refused to hand over when he was beaten on the plane.

Now, this information is in his hands... Xu Si swallowed, feeling that what was in his pocket was a hot potato, and he could already feel its burning heat through the material of his clothes, scalding his heart.

So here comes the question, is the person Zhou Cong is following up and investigating, the gangster Qi Zonghe, or the famous philanthropist Fan Minghui?Or, are both of them involved?Xu Si felt a little sweaty. He wiped his forehead, lifted his skirt to reveal his two long legs, and squatted on the ground indecently.

After thinking about it furiously, Xu Si took out the thing wrapped in plastic film, paused, took a deep breath, and decisively opened it.Who cares, since Yan Yu keeps this thing for himself, he has to inspect the goods first, what if the secrets in this thing will threaten his life, and then he is assassinated for no reason?No, it's not cost-effective to take my own life into it.

Shaking his hands, he uncovered the plastic film, which contained a layer of entertainment news newspapers, and then opened the newspaper, and there lay... a USB flash drive... with a dazzling metallic luster.

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Damn, how can there be a device to insert a USB drive now?Xu Si looked up to the sky and sighed deeply, a sense of sadness that the sky was about to kill me spontaneously arose.

Out of the traditional virtues of humanitarianism and keeping promises, Xu Si couldn't just throw away the hot potato shamelessly, so he put the things back intact and stuffed them back into his pockets.

He has to go to Yan Yinghou to discuss and see if he can return the item. Isn't it okay if he doesn't help?

However, reality always runs counter to what you think. The more you chase desperately, the more it runs happily, wishing to run out of the sky and reach the cape.

When Xu Si returned to the shack, he was immediately dumbfounded by the sight that greeted him.

The scene seemed to have been robbed. The chopsticks, coconut bowls, and stone axes they made little by little these days were broken and broken. The fire left behind was extinguished, and even more than half of the entire shed was demolished.

What about people?Not to mention Yan Yu, how come Zhou Cong, who was immobile and in the shape of a corpse, disappeared?

Xu Si didn't know how to react for a while, she just felt that everything that everyone had worked so hard for was ruined, and all of a sudden she was cruelly thrown back to the starting point of suffering.

He was a little overwhelmed, the sky above his head seemed to be lowered a little, and he couldn't straighten up.

Flipping left and right with complicated emotions, Xu Si also found bloodstains at the place where Zhou Cong was lying. The bloodstains were like the lead wire of a dynamite package, which suddenly detonated Xu Si's brain and gradually gathered noise. of fear.

He frowned, his face was ashen, and his muscles tensed up.

Once nervous, someone started to shake his legs unconsciously, and a wooden stake under his feet made a light rattling sound.

His mind was spinning quickly. There was an unknown force living on this island. Moreover, the enemy was in the dark and we were in the light. After such a long time of peace, this unknown force launched an offensive and took All his companions didn't know whether Fan Minghui was dead or alive.If you encounter some primitive tribes, some cannibals... just thinking about it will make your scalp tingle and your blood flow back.

No, not everyone...Xu Si turned around abruptly, and Qi Zonghe...He came back earlier than himself just now, where are they now?

Just as he took two steps out of suspense, he bumped into a hard chest head-on. The man wrapped one hand tightly around Xu Si's waist, and pressed the back of Xu Si's head with the other.

Xu Si's legs trembled from the fright of the plot he had imagined, but was suddenly restrained by someone, and subconsciously struggled violently.

"Don't move, it's me." In the chest close to the cheek, there was an echo caused by the tremor of speaking, and there was a familiar smell, which was the same brand of shampoo as his.

Xu Si sniffed hard and relaxed.