Krypton Life Game [Unlimited]

The sharp ax blade was less than a centimeter away from the tip of his handsome nose.

A layer of cold sweat quickly oozes from Song Ci's forehead. Originally, he only wanted to chat with the other party about the "deal" and delay the time. He never expected that they would become angry and act directly.

The back of the sharply curved ax blade is painted with eye-catching red fire-resistant paint. Song Ci recognizes this ax. As a supporting fire-proof device, it is placed in the closet on the left side of the kitchen.

"boom!"

Song Ci was still in a daze, but the second ax had already struck in without hesitation!

Chips of the board grazed his cheek, and a hole broke through the fragile door panel in an instant.

Ke Wen was afraid that Song Ci would be injured, so he quickly dragged him away.

The sharp and piercing sound of the ax blade rubbing against the narrow wooden gap stimulated the tense nerves of the two people in the room.The door of the study room is a structure of solid wood frame and composite board, which cannot withstand the chopping of the fire ax at all.

The fisherman hat swung the fire ax fiercely, and the thick bottle-bottomed glasses yelled confidently beside him. "Haha, boy, why don't you talk anymore, didn't you just talk quite well?"

"What should we do now?" Ke Wen anxiously looked at the precarious door panel. If this continues, it won't take long for the other party to break into the door directly.

Just relying on the powerful figure of the fisherman's hat, it is certain that they can be restrained in two or three strokes.

Song Ci walked quickly to the secret compartment, neatly arranged the scrolls, brass boxes and other objects, and then restored the floor to its original position.

Taking another deep breath, he turned around and ran back to the desk, pulled out the two guns hidden in the dark slot, and handed them to Ke Wen.Then he learned the posture in his memory and clenched the one in his hand.

Ke Wen looked at the heavy thing in his hand in bewilderment. Although he often saw this thing in film and television dramas, it was the first time he had seen this deity. It is not an exaggeration to say that he could not even tell if there were bullets in it.

Looking at Song Ci again, he was actually not much better than him. Although he looked calm, the hand holding the gun was visibly shaking.With these two guns in their hands, I am afraid that the effect of intimidation is far greater than the actual effect.

The hole on the door panel has expanded to the size of a volleyball, and the fisherman's hat is lying on the hole, revealing half of his face, smiling sullenly, "Boy, you still have half a minute, take advantage of this time, think about how you like to die, I promise Give you a good time."

The broken door panel seemed to put on a hideous mask for him, accompanied by the sound of the planks breaking, it made people shudder.

Song Ci's face was pale, and she involuntarily clenched the pistol tightly.I don't know which hurts more, being hacked to death by an ax or being shot to death by a gun?I can't...

"Who?"

Outside the door came a thin and long face's vigilant questioning, followed by a few hasty and dull voices.

The movement of chopping the door stopped suddenly.

Song Ci and Ke Wen looked at each other, what happened outside the door?

"Dang!"

"No! No! No!"

The ax in the fisherman's hat seemed to have fallen to the ground, and his voice changed tone as if he was on the verge of suffocation, making a vague and painful moan.

"Who do you want to give pleasure to, huh?" A deep and stretched voice suddenly sounded, and there was a strong murderous look in the faint ending.

Tang Si!

Tang Si has rushed back!

Hearing that voice, Song Ci Gaoxuan's heart suddenly fell back to its original position.

The huge surprise made him and Ke Wen almost cheer, and ran over in a hurry to open the door.

Outside the door was only Tang Si's dusty figure.

Under the dim light in the corridor, Tang Si's tall figure stood upright, with the chill of a snowy night in his hair and clothes, his amber eyes were gloomy, and the chill in his eyes was even more terrifying than his body.

The long and thin face and the thick bottle-bottomed glasses were clutching their stomachs in pain, and they were curled up on the ground, not even daring to breathe. The fisherman's hat was like a doll with a leak—he was pinching his neck and slamming it against the wall at every turn. I don't know if I'm unconscious or dead.

Seeing Song Ci and Ke Wen's intact appearance, the chill in Tang Si's eyes suddenly dissipated, and he threw the fisherman's hat on the ground.

"Dead or go, choose one yourself." Tang Si patted his gloves in disgust, and coldly glanced at the long thin face and thick bottle-bottomed glasses on the ground.

The thin and long face raised his chin in a panic, signaling the thick bottle-bottomed glasses to leave quickly.

"Wait," the two supported each other to get up, and were about to slip away, but Ke Wen suddenly said with a smile, "Why don't we finish the deal just now, what is the agreement you took away?" thing?"

The faces of the two of them darkened suddenly, and the thick bottle-bottomed glasses looked at the slender face for instructions, and when they saw each other nodding, they took out something from their arms and handed it to Ke Wen.

After opening the bag, Ke Wen glanced at it twice, gasped immediately, and hurriedly handed it to Song Ci.

Song Ci was also stunned when she saw the name of that thing, it turned out to be a divorce agreement between the old mayor and the mayor's wife!

"Can we go now?" The thick-bottomed glasses said dejectedly.

"Not yet." Song Ci stopped.

The veins on the neck of the thin and long face popped up, "You killed one of our companions and snatched a clue, isn't that enough?"

Song Ci took out the mandala-shaped brooch from his pocket and stuffed it into the hand of the thin face, "This is something we found in the cemetery. The trade clue we agreed will not take advantage of you."

"Just to add, he didn't die, he just passed out, the kind that won't wake up before the end of this dungeon." Tang Si said unhurriedly, wiping his leather gloves.

The long and thin face turned blue-white-white, and suddenly there was no sound.

Glasses with thick bottle bottoms supported him, and he walked slowly towards the stairs.

Song Ci, Tang Si and the others made three steps in parallel, and hurried back to the study to read the divorce agreement.

Before he reached the desk, there was a sharp pain on the side of his forehead. Song Ci touched his forehead belatedly, and his fingertips were stained with bright red blood.

He blinked, realizing that it must have been scratched by the splashing sawdust.

"Are you injured?" Ke Wen was a little surprised, and quickly took out a tissue to help him clean the wound.

Tang Si: ……………

Can this hair-like bloodstain be considered a wound?

"It's okay." Song Ci was also a little embarrassed by Ke Wen, and tried to look as if nothing had happened, but her brows couldn't help twitching.

"Are you sure, your expression looks painful." Ke Wen said uneasy.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it, Song Ci had no choice but to confess, "I'm sure I'm fine physically, but I just have a low pain threshold. Even minor injuries, which are commonplace, hurt like a knife to me."

"I must have suffered a lot since I was a child. Me too. Others can't understand it at all, they just think I'm making a fuss." Ke Wen patted him on the shoulder pitifully, and hooked him. It was a bit painful, and he could only endure it by himself. There is no way to empathize.

Song Ci drooped her eyebrows, and smiled helplessly, "Just try to get used to it."

Tang Si, who was walking behind, fiddled with the notebook in his hand anxiously, trying to suppress the urge in his heart to separate the two who were hugging each other intimately in front.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!..."

The clock pointed to twelve o'clock, and they had only six hours left.

Song Ci and Ke Wen went through the divorce agreement from beginning to end. According to the divorce certificate and the signing time of the agreement, the old mayor and his wife had died three years before the murder, that is, when the current mayor Mark was two years old. divorced.

There is also a special remark clause in the agreement.The mayor's wife proposed that in order to take care of little Mark's psychology so that he can grow up happily, the two parties will not announce the divorce-related matters for the time being and continue to raise the child together.At the same time, the two are not allowed to interfere with each other's private emotional affairs.

"Boss is wise, it's a good thing you didn't listen to me and submit the answer." Otherwise it's true—a misstep will cause eternal hatred!Ke Wen stared at the search progress bar that climbed to 80% of the side mission, and patted his cheek thankfully.

Song Ci: ……………

Please don't brag about it.

"However, since it is a peaceful breakup, even if Mary has an extramarital affair, it should not touch the old mayor's murderous intent," Ke Wen looked at the agreement in confusion, "Then why else?"

Although option 2 is ruled out, they are even more clueless.

"According to the clues collected so far, the two most important things to the old mayor should be his son Mark and the ruby ​​inherited from his family." Swinging the armchair under him, "So, the one that can inspire him to kill should be one of them—"

"But no one knows where the ruby ​​is now, and the mayor himself can't get it. And Mary is Mark's mother, so she can't possibly hurt her child," Ke Wen's face changed suddenly, "Could it be that Mary and that piano teacher The partner kidnapped Mark?"

"If they kidnapped Mark together, can the old mayor kill Mary to rescue Mark? Usually it should be a ransom?"

The derivation of the case was once again in trouble, Song Ci frowned in confusion, and looked up to see the cleanliness attack next to him - Tang Si, who was meticulous in cleaning boots.

Song Ci: ……………

"By the way, did you go to the mayor's office and find something?" Song Ci remembered that her partner and classmate seemed to have made no noise after entering the door.

Remember me now?Tang Si proudly raised his chin, and clicked on the notebook on the small coffee table, "There is a copper bull-shaped ornament on the old mayor's desk, and this notebook is placed in the dark box at the base."

"What's in it?" Song Ci said anxiously.

"I haven't read it yet." Tang Si handed the notebook to Song Ci. It was almost twelve o'clock. He was worried that it was not safe here, so he rushed back immediately after getting the things.Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise, according to the situation just now, if he came a step later, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ke Wen quickly brought the book over as if he had found a treasure.

The three of them got together again and opened the book.

It was a notebook like a collage presentation.Pasted inside are the information of several members of the mayor's family who died tragically due to the treasure thief.Some were kidnapped and tortured to death, and some were shot at home for protecting gems.One of them was even the old mayor's father, Mark's grandfather.

Because of the age, the photos pasted on the front and the pieces of paper cut from various old newspapers have been seriously yellowed, but those short texts and pictures are still shocking to see.

The second half of the data book is an investigation of the clues left by the treasure thieves back then, tracing back to several major treasure thieves families and gangs, and listing their respective methods and characteristics in detail.

For a family like Treasure Thieves, who are naturally fierce and unassuming, it is definitely not easy to find information. As for the old mayor and the others, whether they have collected so much detailed information for revenge or prevention is unknown.

Turning to the last page, all three of them were stunned.

The treasure thief who killed the old mayor's father came from the notorious LK family, and every member of this family who was trained and recognized could get a brooch as an identity mark.In case of emergency, you can wear it and call family members to help.

"The mayor's wife is a treasure thief?" Ke Wen looked at the brightly colored red mandala-shaped brooch in the photo, and supported his temple, feeling that his brain was a little lack of oxygen and couldn't keep up with the twists and turns of the murder case.

From this point of view, their previous guess was completely wrong. The tutor was not her lover, but a treasure-robbing companion of the LK family.

Song Ci turned on the recorder, "Listen to what is here again."

"Are you really from the LK family?" A male voice came from the recorder, accompanied by a rustling sound, like a microphone rubbing against a pocket.

"That's right, let me go, I'm not afraid to tell you now, even our meeting in Egypt was planned in advance by me, for this treasure handed down from your family...Ah!!! You..."

"Damn you treasure thieves!!!"

The conversation suddenly changed its tone here, and then stopped abruptly. They listened for a few seconds, and only the rustling sound remained.

The battery was out again, and Song Ci sighed as he looked at the frantically flashing red light on the recorder.

"Stone hammer, this should be the recording of the murder scene." Ke Wen looked at his light screen, then at Song Ci and Tang Si.

The light screen automatically popped up, and the side mission [Marcel's Commission] clue search 100%, the answer options have also changed to four, A, impulsive after drinking, B, the hostess has an extramarital affair revealed, C, the hostess is a treasure thief Thief, D. Fill in the reason

This time Song Ci didn't hesitate any longer and submitted answer C directly.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Open the door!!!! Please open the door!"

As soon as Song Ci put away the light screen, there was another knock on the door for help from outside.

Through the hole in the door, one can clearly see the blood-stained face of the elongated face.

No one used the same bad trick twice, Ke Wen looked at Song Ci and Tang Si with a little helplessness, did the things Marcel said really come out?To save or not to save?

"Help, those male servants are really starting to kill people!" Before Slender Face finished speaking, there was a heart-piercing scream from thick bottle-bottomed glasses in the corridor.

The author has something to say: The Mini Theater □□

Ke Wen [looked helplessly] "I don't know how to use it."

"It's okay, I don't know how to use it either." Song Ci whispered, "But they don't know that we don't know how to use it."

Ke Wen: ……………

Are you sure you are comforting me?

Jealousy in Mini Theater

After a long time, recalling the situation at that time,

Song Ci [staring at Tang Si with burning eyes]: To be honest, are you jealous?

Tang Si [face full of integrity]: What is vinegar?

Song Ci: ……………