"It's a terrible feeling, like someone has been picked clean."

Saivi complained in a broken way, but still obeyed the staff's instructions and put the suitcase he was carrying in the designated cabinet.

It's also strange to say, obviously there are basically no living people on the island, and most of the people you see when you pass by those artificial buildings are abandoned, but at this time, when you follow Matsumoto Seiichi to this bungalow, a bunch of workers wearing black shirts suddenly appear from all corners, like mushrooms after a rain.

These men in black don't say a word, they just do things. At Matsumoto's request, the group handed over most of their belongings before entering the house, including some items that could be used as weapons in addition to the suitcase. To put it simply, it's about making sure that everyone enters the house with almost nothing but a suit of clothes.

It's like to maintain some kind of relatively fair initial conditions.

"You don't have to worry about the items you have handed in." Matsumoto smiled and said, "The reason why I want to keep these for the time being is just so that those unpleasant situations don't happen during the waiting period, and there is no other meaning. When you come out, you can pick up your belongings at the storage point, and the staff will guide you and make sure you are in order. ”

Everyone nodded, thinking that this was understandable. After all, after the competition for the supply crates just now, although everyone has their own gains, the relationship between them is definitely not much better, and if they are fully equipped, they may not be able to spend the next two hours safely. Not to mention anything else, the bullet that grazed Saiwei's flank was from someone here, although Saiwei and Saiguang didn't say anything, but they were silently observing along the way.

Xiang Nanxing knew that it was either Sukhoi or Ye Hua who fired the shot, and it was their group that did it anyway, but he couldn't say it. Now that Nangong Qian has won the game and left, he, as a companion of the winning side, has already lost the commanding heights of public opinion in the process of auctioning the game. And there are three people on the other side, there is only one on his side, and if the other party bites back and says that he fired the gun, how can he argue with so many people with one mouth?

Fortunately, at this time, everyone has been disarmed, and their combat effectiveness has been weakened a lot. Although he can kill people with his bare hands, but thinking about Shen Lingshuang's attitude towards killing people on the island, it is estimated that with the host's position, most of them will not let that kind of violence happen, and once it can't be fatal, I'm afraid it will still have to be stopped.

Moreover, for that person, the "situation" he hoped for would certainly not be so simple.

Thinking of this, Xiang Nanxing couldn't help but turn his head to look at Matsumoto Makoto next to him, and the latter seemed to have foreseen his movements, and at the same time turned his face and smiled at him. Xiang Nanxing had heard that although the corners of the smirk's mouth were raised, the skin at the corners of his eyes was stiff, and Makoto Matsumoto's expression was like this at this time.

He explained some details to the staff over there, his voice was very low, Xiang Nanxing only vaguely heard words such as "timing" and "confirmation", but he was never able to finish the whole sentence. After speaking, he turned around and left directly, which made Xiang Nanxing, who had always thought that he would do something, suddenly stunned.

But on the other hand, this may be his beginning.

Out of everyone's sight, I don't know what kind of identity I'll be in the next appearance, maybe a masked intruder? Xiang Nanxing was constantly rehearsing the plot in his head, trying to capture the other party's train of thought. He trusts his own judgment, and even more in Nangong Akane's experience and intuition as a killer, this host called Makoto Matsumoto is definitely different from those who stand by and watch. At the same time, he also knew that it would be difficult for a killer who was on the verge of a seizure to continue for two hours, and this guy would definitely make a move in the next time. But in what way and what kind of effect he hopes to achieve, these questions need to be left to Xiang Nanxing to find out in the next time.

And maybe not much time left for him to think.

After handing over the things, everyone entered the designated house under the guidance of the staff. When they took the first step, several people hesitated, and after humbling it, they decided that Saiguang would help the injured Saiwei to enter first, nominally to take care of the wounded, but in fact, they were just using this name as pawns to explore the way.

These two people also know this to some extent, but firstly, one of them is always injured, and it is somewhat disadvantageous to really fall out, and secondly, Saiwei is really fearless in this regard, and when he saw everyone so cautious, he just snorted disdainfully from his nose.

"Alright, come in." A few seconds later, Sevina's voice was heard with a hint of mockery.

Sukhoi was the first to step in, followed by Xiang Nanxing, who was half-pushed by Ye Hua and Chris. The weak Chris is responsible for pushing behind the target, making him embarrassed to turn around at will, while Ye Hua is responsible for breaking the back. Several people here are well-coordinated, although there is no physical physical contact, but they have achieved their goal by just relying on their standing position and footsteps, Xiang Nanxing is helpless, but he also feels a little admiration.

One clears the way, the other breaks off, these people are not only united but also cautious, and it is clear that this is the key to surviving on this island. Xiang Nanxing sighed as he walked into the house. As soon as I crossed the door, my eyes suddenly opened up. Unlike the villa he burned down not long ago, the house he was in at this time was quite spacious, and it could be hundreds of square meters by visual measurement. And there are no extra partitions, and there is enough space at a glance, enough for several groups of them to find a corner to stay without interfering with each other.

Of course, at such a large size, things like decoration seem very rudimentary. The house simply painted all four walls and ceilings with wall paint, the windows were just the most basic aluminum sliding windows, and the floor was still rough cement. Then arrange a few simple pieces of furniture in a random and messy manner, such as five or six two-seater sofas, two coffee tables, a few benches, and throw a few rolls of thin blankets in the corner that can be spread on the floor or used to cover them, and that's it.

The only thing that catches the eye is the fifty or sixty-inch LCD screen that you see in the middle of the entrance, and the door on the right. At this time, the words "2:00:00" were displayed on the screen, and at first glance it was a pre-arranged two-hour countdown, which was used to make everyone trapped here have some hope.

But the iron door is a bit stranger. Judging from the layout and style of the whole room, this kind of heavily colored iron door does not match the snow-white wall paint on the four walls at all, and it is different from the simple decoration style here, except that this door is delicately carved with some pattern-like things, which looks like a finished product.

There's a story behind this. It's just that at this time, less is better than more, and Xiang Nanxing doesn't want to touch the things here.

But is there really a deadly mystery hidden in such a simple room? Could that Makoto Matsumoto suddenly come out of nowhere? He was thinking about it when he heard a "bang" behind him. Everyone present turned back in astonishment almost at the same time, only to see that the door they had just entered had been closed.

"Holy!"

After the break, Ye Hua was closest to the door, so he tried to pull it when he closed it. But it didn't work at all. Not only did the door close quickly, but it was terrifyingly powerful, like a mechanism that had been activated against them. Ye Hua's fingers were at a loss in the face of the power of the machine, if he hadn't shrunk quickly, I was afraid that he would have been caught in the airtight crack of the door at this time, and he would be crushed.

"Hey!"

There is no handle on the inside of the door, so it is difficult to pull it open. He simply clenched his fists and pounded frantically on it: "Open the door!" As soon as you come in, you just close the door, is this considered captivity! Open the door, hey! ”

He shouted hard, but the door was very quiet, and there was no reaction at all. The other party doesn't seem to be going to waste time with him on this kind of thing, anyway, it's closed, and it's impossible to open the door from the side that doesn't have a handle, so I can only hope that the staff outside can abide by the agreement and open the door as soon as the time comes.

"I didn't expect it. Ah Hua, stop. ”

Sukhoi was calm. He simply sat down on a two-seater sofa in the corner, crossed Erlang's legs, and left the seat next to him to Chris, who came with him. There was no emotion on his face, only an unexpected calmness. As if the person who was being held here at this time was not him.

Saiwei was about to join in the slamming of the door, and even the people had already stood up, but seeing Sukhoi's attitude, he seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and sat back again.

"To put it nicely, it's a two-hour wait, which is actually a temporary confinement, which is normal." Sukhoi said slowly, "After all, this bungalow is so big, if the entry and exit are smooth, even if there are so many staff, it will be difficult to make sure that no one escapes." Once something like this happens, the host's promise to the winner of the previous game becomes a dead letter, and they will never allow this to happen. ”

As he spoke, Xiang Nanxing noticed Sai Wei whispering a few words to Sai Guang, who immediately got up obediently and began to inspect the sliding windows. As Sukhoi had predicted, there was indeed a desire to trap them, and all of these windows were locked at this time, and none of them could be opened.

"Then just break the glass!" "At least we need a little fresh air." ”

Saiguang nodded. There were no tools available in this room, so he simply took off his shirt and wrapped his fist, and then without hesitation, punched the middle of the windowpane. "Bang", it sounds quite powerful, Saiguang's punch actually used a lot of force directly, and he didn't think about whether the fragments would splash on his body or cut his arm after breaking the glass.

However, it doesn't make sense. After the sound, the glass was intact, but Saiguang's brow was slightly furrowed, revealing a little pained look. He changed his clothes, and then aimed at one place and thumped three punches, which were louder than before, and obviously took more effort.

But the glass is as clean as new.

"It is estimated to be at the level of bulletproof glass." Saiguang said simply, "If you normally strengthen glass, I can see at least a little crack in these punches." ”

"In other words, it's really a complete secret room."

The situation was bad, but a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Sukhoi's mouth. Xiang Nanxing's heart suddenly flashed a hint of foreboding, he was about to stand farther away, but suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders, and two hands were stuck on his shoulder blades like iron pliers, one left and one right, and he couldn't move.

He turned his head to see that it was Ye Hua. At this point, the latter's face is expressionless, as if a robot is completing a most ordinary task.

"In this case, you can do something about it." Sukhoi smiled, "For example, there is revenge, there is revenge." ”

The expected infighting came too quickly!

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