The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

"Ahem, judging from the previous time, the food delivery person should be coming soon."

After a brief silence, the boy coughed twice more.

Oda Miyuki was arrested for two days and had four meals in total.This gang is obviously not doing charity, and they don't give them three meals a day.

Two meals a day, ten in the morning and three in the afternoon.The food was cold sushi with completely random contents, apparently wholesale from the market.

They were all searched before they were locked in, and none of the metal objects, including watches, were left behind.Thanks to Fei Jia's special counting method, Oda Miyuki did not lose the concept of time.

According to Fei Jia, his heart rate was basically maintained at around 66 beats per minute.As long as there is no strenuous exercise, the error will not exceed one second in an hour.

On the day he was captured, he consciously calculated the time.According to the fixed interval of meal delivery, the basically accurate meal point is determined.

Although it's useless at the moment, at least when a girl is hungry, she can ask the other party:

"Fei Jia, how long is it?"

The other party will reply: "There are still 15 minutes."

It fully proves the application feasibility of Wangmei quench thirst in contemporary society.

Another "15 minutes" passed, and there was the sound of an iron chain being pulled at the door.Not only Oda Miyuki, but the other four living people trapped in the warehouse all became restless at the same time.

"Crack, cluck, squeak—"

After an unpleasant metal friction, the door did not open.Someone removed the half-meter-high cover from the outside, and then a bag of food was thrown in.

There are six people in the room, and the food is relatively speaking, not enough to satisfy everyone.

But no one tried to fight for it, and the reason was simple—on the day Oda Miyuki was imprisoned, there was another person here.

It was a muscular man in his 20s, and Oda Miyuki was almost tucked in front and back.When the first meal was thrown through the door, he grabbed the bag before everyone else:

"...It's been a long time since I sent this little thing, it's not enough to fit between the teeth. Hey, listen up, I'll give you the food for the next few days—"

He couldn't even finish his sentence, and the metal plate behind him was opened again.Then all the people heard the sound of "beep" penetrating a hard object.

Three seconds later, the man opened his mouth, and the bag in his hand rolled to the ground.But he collapsed suddenly, and a thick black and red turbidity swam out from his forehead.

Although there is no other movement outside, the meaning is very obvious: just be a meat ticket obediently.Don't try to make trouble, let alone form gangs to occupy land and become kings or something.

People with similar thoughts will end up with this guy.

Since then, the entire warehouse has been in an almost dead harmony.

There is not much food, and the amount everyone gets is not much different.Due to his age, Oda Miyuki was generally two or three yuan less than the others.

She didn't dispute that either.

After they ate a lot, there was movement at the gate again—everyone looked over, with different expressions on their faces.

This group of people was sent in at different times. The first was a young woman in her early twenties, and the next was Fei Jia.Oda Miyuki was the fifth, and the second day after she came in, there was another middle-aged man in his 20s in the warehouse.

It wasn't meal time that day, but the situation was a bit similar—the other party opened the door a crack, the unconscious man was thrown in, and then the door closed again.

Looking at the situation, they want another "compatriot"?

Because of the blood stain in the middle of the warehouse, everyone basically sat around the warehouse.The place closest to the door is a man and woman in their thirties. Although they stay together, they have no obvious intimacy with each other.

It should not be a couple, maybe a colleague in a unit, or a friend or acquaintance.

But now, the men and women who looked like white-collar workers stood up and took a few steps back, leaving an open space for the gate.

But they waited for ten seconds, and nothing was thrown in.

In the next second, the door was opened even wider, and a stranger walked in.There is nothing bound on his body, he is conscious and moves freely, with an indescribably ferocious aura.

In addition, compared with the six people left here—either young, or too thin or overweight, even the two who looked the healthiest were definitely ordinary people who couldn’t beat hooligans—this The guy was only wearing a two-finger tank top.The exposed chest and upper arms are full of muscles.

Obviously, such a big man couldn't be the one who was kidnapped.

You can only be part of a smuggling gang.

The unknown smuggler stepped into the warehouse, his eyes turned around among the six people, his expression couldn't tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.

Then he lowered his gaze, landed on the bloodstain in the middle of the warehouse, and cursed fiercely.

What it is, the girl who is only ten years old really doesn't understand.

The other party diverted his attention after scolding, and obviously didn't intend to find someone to "clean up".The eyes that were not kind at all scanned the few scattered people, and then pointed out——

"You, come out for me."

Oda Miyuki looked at the direction of the other's finger, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.Then she followed her gaze, and found that among the other four people, the most... the most eye-catching woman.

In addition to her and Fei Jia, there was a couple of white-collar men and women in their 30s and a slightly fat middle-aged man in the warehouse.Then there was the one pointed by the other party, a young woman who looked to be in her early twenties.

From a girl's point of view, I can only give an evaluation like "good-looking".

The woman's face was a little pale, and her body was shaking so that everyone could see it, but she still stood up slowly.The man clicked his tongue impatiently, and went directly to grab her.

The woman let out a low cry, but quickly suppressed it.The man's expression suddenly became a little excited, and he quickly dragged her out halfway.

Oda Miyuki watched this scene without feeling frightened or terrified.It's just that the look in the man's eyes made her unable to tell... not very comfortable.

"boom."

The warehouse door was closed.

"...Fei Jia, what's going on?"

After a moment of silence, Oda Miyuki stretched out his hand and tugged at the sleeve of the boy next to him.

Fei Jia's eyes were fixed on nothingness, and he didn't know what he was thinking.After a while, he looked down at the girl beside him:

"It's not the first time she's been called out. It's the third time since I was locked in."

Although he was answering Oda Miyuki's question, when he spoke, he seemed to be telling her more than one person.

In fact, Oda Miyuki did not understand.However, among the rest of the people, the woman in her thirties suddenly turned pale.

***

It wasn't until the next morning that the young woman who was taken away suddenly returned to the warehouse.

She didn't seem to be injured, just changed a coat, and her face was a little pale.Oda Miyuki looked at the man who sent her in, before he could tell if it was the one from yesterday, he was blindfolded by a hand.

"Don't watch it, cough cough." Fei Jia was still coughing, sounding like he wasn't getting better at all, "There's nothing to watch."

"..."

Oda Miyuki looked at the hand covering his eyes, and could smell a special smell from the boy.His fingers are cold, just like the feeling of this person. From recognition to familiarity, there is a feeling that is not contaminated with any temperature.

She was a little ignorant, but seemed to vaguely know something.

Still, the girl didn't struggle.

She counted her breaths for a while in the impure darkness. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she also heard the heartbeat of the person behind her.

When Fei Jia suddenly moved his finger away, Oda Miyuki blinked and found that the warehouse had returned to a "calm" appearance.

The woman who was sent back sat in the corner before, hugged the coat on her body, closed her eyes and began to sleep.Everyone else stopped paying attention to her, as if nothing happened.

"Cough, cough."

The black-haired boy couldn't help coughing a few more times, Oda Miyuki came back to his senses suddenly, and then moved to the side and back.

After returning to a familiar distance, the girl turned her head and looked at the other person's blushing face briefly because of the violent panting:

"Fei Jia, has your cold become serious?"

The boy shook his head, paused for a few seconds, and nodded again.

"Get used to it." Because of the frequent coughing, his voice became a little hoarse, "it will get better naturally in a few days."

"..." Aren't you afraid of suffering from pneumonia in the end?

Theoretically speaking, symptoms that are not caused by viral colds can almost heal on their own after seven days.But the human body is not a machine, "self-healing" and "accompanied symptoms" exist in two stages of the balance almost at the same time.

Seeing the boy's usual expression, Oda Miyuki was inexplicably unhappy.But thinking about it again, she felt that she was being unreasonable.

"Hey, Fedya," she asked at last, "can you make a wish in your heart, something like 'I hope my cold gets better'?"

The boy looked at her with purple eyes, wondering what he was thinking.Oda Miyuki wondered if the other party hadn't heard clearly, and then heard him ask:

"...Is it your ability?"

His voice was very soft, obviously not intended to be heard by a third person.

Oda Miyuki was silent for a while, not surprised that the other party could think of it.

After all, getting along these few days convinced her that Fei Jia was really a very smart person.

"I...not very sure, not sure if I have a personality." She said, "Anyway, there is no other way, what if it works?"

She didn't elaborate on the circumstances of her abilities, but the words were true.

Fei Jia didn't ask any further questions, and closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again: "Okay."

His expression was so serious that even Oda Miyuki felt a little guilty—what if her guesses about her abilities were actually false?

Did he instead give his little friend a false extravagant hope?

If it hadn't been for the last rationality to hold her back, perhaps the girl would really tell the whole story about herself to this young man whom she had known not long ago.

But she ultimately remained silent.

I don't know if the illusory "ability" really played a role, or it was just a natural recovery - in the next two days, Fei Jia, who was coughing until he was about to hold his breath, obviously improved.

It was also the next morning, when Oda Miyuki was still half asleep, the door was opened with a loud bang.

The morning breeze poured in from outside, and the sleeping girl woke up suddenly.For a moment, the thought of "is there rescue coming" came to mind.

However, a few seconds later, a man whom he had never seen before walked into the small warehouse.

His cold gaze slowly moved across everyone's faces.Then there was no intention of greeting at all, and the killing intent in the voice was ready to come out:

"Last night, a brother died in the team. Tell us about your situation in the past few days. If I find that person later, I can consider letting you go out; otherwise, let's go and bury my brother together."