I must make the thief who stole my abilities look good! [Comprehensive]

The extended limousine took Kuroro to the hotel, and the doorman helped him carry his luggage up to the sixteenth floor. As soon as he arrived, the room service waiter pushed the dining car to deliver some exquisite snacks and drinks into the room.

The room is a luxurious large suite with a total of three bedrooms. The master bedroom has a whole piece of floor-to-ceiling windows. During the day, you can overlook the sparkling sea, and at night you can overlook the lights of the entire island.

Compared with Blanche's current cell, which is small, dilapidated and not soundproof, it has air-conditioning, drinks, network cables, and a soft bed. You can write [-] words for examples. All in all, it is heaven.

He did exactly as Blanche thought, went to the swimming pool on the top floor for a swim, and then went to the Opera House to listen to a show with the first-class ticket, and then went to the Samsung restaurant downstairs to have a luxurious French meal. Meal - with island owner Benjamin Cruz's wife, Hela Cruz.

Of course, everything was planned. Before going to the island, during the eight hours when Blanche fell asleep, Kuroro had already obtained all the information about Benjamin Cruz, one of which was his wife, Hay La Cruz.

Almost like a typical wealthy family, after 15 years of marriage, Benjamin and Hela have long been inseparable, living a life of playing their own way, not pointing at each other and not disturbing each other, but the couple have a common hobby —They all like young men with dark hair and fair skin.

Hella Cruz felt that she had never met a young man who would please her so much. She drank two more glasses of red wine and her face was slightly flushed. Too much care, but will not cut off the other party's hope.

"What's Mr. Hopps's plan for tomorrow?" she asked.

Kuroro is now John Hepps.

Kurollo said: "Since I came to Sierra, I plan to go to the Central Arena to have a look."

"It's just a barbarian's game." Hella Cruz was very dissatisfied with the largest industry on the island, "It was still a bit fresh at the beginning."

"Yeah, I went to see it a few times ago, it was really too barbaric. It's just that this time someone gave me a new gadget, and I have already sent it to the arena. How rare is it? I have to see it. Just known."

"A person with the ability to read, what does it look like? It would be too off-putting if it was a burly man." Hela asked.

Kuroro said gently: "It's a girl, a girl with slender silver hair. The eyes are very pure blue, more beautiful than the color of this piece of sea water."

He said, looking sideways at the sea, at night, there was only a piece of chaotic darkness.

"There are many hidden reefs around Sierra Island, and the color of the sea water is not top-notch." Hela said, hearing him praise other women made her feel a little uncomfortable, "Since you have said so, tomorrow I will definitely Just go and see it."

"If you have the honor, please let me go with Miss Hela."

Hella Cruz likes to be called Miss Hella instead of Mrs. Cruz, which makes her feel that people's attention to her comes from her own attractiveness, not because of the forces behind it, although she also understands that this is just self-deception, But why not?Little innocuous details can make her happy.

Kuroro's eyelashes drooped slightly, suppressing all kinds of thoughts, and then raising his eyes was still that bright and elegant young man.

"Did something happen to the Central Arena this afternoon? Just now I heard someone mention it in the corridor, saying that workers delivering food and drinking water broke into the underground of the Arena. Who did you hear it from... "Krollo pretended to mention it casually, with a casual tone like chatting about social news.

"Shut up!"

Hela Cruz interrupted him suddenly by raising her volume.Realizing her gaffe, the black-haired lady pinned her loose hair behind her ears, cleared her throat, and tried her best to restore her original look.

"I was rude just now, but, John, don't explore the secrets of Sierra Island, it will lead to death."

At this point, Kuroro is almost sure that there is something underground in the central arena.

There are no coincidences in this world.

How could the porters who have transported food and water thousands of times accidentally go the wrong way and use the underground as a warehouse?

When Blanche went to the inspection center for an inspection this afternoon, Kurolo was not idle either.

Since Jimmy Lindent said that the situation in the back street is complicated, he has no intention of pointing out a clear way for Kuroro.He changed out of his expensive suit and wandered around the back streets.Maybe the backstreet situation is complicated for other outsiders, but in Kuroro's view, the average physical skill level of the backstreet residents is not as good as that of the outer Meteor Street.

The back streets of Sierra Island are row upon row of urban villages, hidden in luxurious buildings such as various resorts and casinos, which are the slums of Sierra Island.Most of the residents here are a group of people who could not leave after landing on the island. They either spent all their money, got addicted to drugs, or were simply deceived. After a long period of evolution, they have become the lowest-level labor force on the island.

He wandered around inside and dealt with two people who wanted to rob him of his wallet, one who offered him a drink with spices, and one who simply killed someone for fun.Kuroro used a little knowledge of human bones to let these people obediently tell the location of several taboos on the island.

For example, you must never go to the only hospital to make trouble. For example, the cave on the east coast when the tide is low is the witch's lair. For example, when you do odd jobs, you must never set foot in the underground of the Central Arena. Those who go there will never come back. Pass.

There were also some bits and pieces of news, and Kuroro didn't let them go.The more these places, the easier it is to filter the information he wants. After all, the existence of rare ores has not yet been confirmed.

He intercepted the delivery truck at the gate of the central arena, and used the ability of an operation system-the person with the tag can follow his simple orders, but he must keep within 100 meters of the object of operation.Kuroro put the labeled "dolls" into the arena, manipulated them to go underground, and felt disconnected from them after a while.

Obviously still within the scope of ability, but disconnected, there is only one explanation, someone killed the puppets.

And Hela's reaction further confirmed this point. Kuroro is also a member of the spider who wrote the words "unbelievable and evil" with his own strength. He has decided to go to the underground of the arena to find out.

There are gladiators, spectators, security guards coming and going in the central arena, and even office clerks, who handle various external business and chores. There are many types of access cards, and the monitoring is not very strict.

Late that night, after Kuroro packed a meal in the hotel restaurant, he headed for the hive in the dark.

Then he was warmly welcomed by Blanche, unprecedented in history.

Blanche woke up under the double attack of noise and hunger.

...Don't ask her why she is hungry, anyone who eats only one meal a day with that thief leader will be hungry, especially in the dream where there is a bite of beef short ribs on the left and baked lobster on the right.

As for the noise, the A-level cell closest to her doesn’t seem to know what quiet is. Maybe as an old man, he is responsible for spreading prison culture and Sierra Island’s unreasonable style of fisting, or seeing that Blanche is thin and thin. Xiao Wenwen is weak and doesn't speak, so she feels that she must be easy to bully.No matter which point it is, this group of trapped beasts is talking nonsense diagonally across.

What kind of "Wow, who the hell is willing to throw such a delicate chick in?" "It doesn't matter if uncle comes to hurt you, you will definitely make you lust/celestial/desire/death." "Whoever can sleep with her first, I will press tomorrow's dinner!" and so on The trash talk is endless.

When they took advantage of the verbal advantage and were about to write a little pornography/article, Blanche finally woke up under the influence of hunger.

...and a lot of resentment.

She couldn't sleep well even when she was hungry, and Blanche was not a bodhisattva of mercy. She flocked to the group of gladiators undisguisedly with malicious thoughts.Immediately afterwards, the A-level gladiators felt a strong chill, and suddenly they were so cold that they couldn't help shivering. It was obviously in the summer, so evil.Immediately, not only was it cold, but also a disgusting sense of oppression hit them, as if someone suddenly put a huge stone on their shoulders, and it made people breathless immediately!

The wounded group had already started coughing up blood. Someone looked up in Blanche's direction, and saw her blue eyes exuding a cold murderous look with a little moonlight. There was no human emotion left in them, like a god of death. Like a scythe that only wants to harvest souls.

"If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, why do you spread malicious thoughts?"

In the corridor, a young man in a black windbreaker walked up to the girl's cage as if walking in his own courtyard, and stood still.

Blanche, who was terribly quarreled and very hungry, smelled the fragrance in his packing bag, and immediately smoothed out her fried hair.

Kuroro handed her the bag, glanced sideways at the silent A-level cage, and suddenly understood something.

Opening the lunch box, Blanche's blue eyes were full of shining stars, where there was still murderous intent.

There is a full French meal that she has been thinking about, and there is a whole piece of chocolate mousse in another box!The meal was still hot, and the aroma tempted people to eat it. While eating happily, Blanche freed up one hand to type: "I have never wanted to see your face so much."

Chrollo suddenly had the illusion of feeding the cat, although he had never fed the cat, only watched Pike.

He sat down against the railing.

In the dark hive, the moonlight shone in through a small piece of iron window at the end of the corridor, sprinkled in front of Blanche's cage, it was white, Kurolo's body isolated it, a very obvious dividing line between light and dark.

He quietly waited for the girl to eat.

A large number of gladiators dared not make any mistakes under the crushing pressure of thoughts, and began to pretend to be asleep. They didn't say a word, but the smell of the food was too tempting, and occasionally some people's stomachs rumbled.

What to eat in the middle of the night... It's even more inhumane than torture...

The gladiators couldn't tell the pain.

The author has something to say: It can be said that it is easy to solve the successful suppression of the Communist Party by relying on one meal (.

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