Thinking about it is really a difficult thing for black Bobby. It took him nearly half an hour to clear his mind from the huge network of photos on the wall.

There's definitely something wrong with his boss, Monica, and although he doesn't know what the problem is, the huge photo wall still gives him a clue that the next death game will be held in an abandoned hotel, just in the suburbs!

Bobby, who finally became the boss, only had a few uniformed police characters, and he didn't know this, so he could only take these few subordinates and move towards the abandoned hotel on the map.

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It wasn't far from the police station to the abandoned hotel, but after a short traffic jam, it took them about 20 minutes to get to the abandoned hotel. The outer pocket of the hotel has been fenced with barbed wire, and a sign has been posted that it is a private place, do not enter.

But it is clear that it was not so long ago that people were still entering. The chains on the door had been opened, and Bobby nodded to the police officer beside him, and the group pulled out their guns and slowly entered the abandoned building. The inside of the building apparently didn't look as dilapidated as it did from the outside, and the hallway leading to the back kitchen on the first floor was visibly cleaned and not as dusty as the rest of the building.

Bobby swallowed, picked up his pistol and cautiously walked inside, and after walking some distance, he found a room with a thick door, and a table outside the door, and three strange silver-gray collars on the table.

Bobby didn't touch the objects with his hands dirty, but carefully looked around to see if there were any mechanisms near the gate, and after confirming that there were none, he nodded at the police officer next to him. One of the officers pushed the door, but did not move as expected.

The other two police officers behind him were already ready to break into the door and took out the police hammer. The door was very thick, and after a few hits in succession, a gunshot rang out from inside! This makes the police officers outside even more nervous, and at the same time, Bobby confirms that there is someone in the room!

Finally, no matter how strong the gate was, it could not withstand the impact of the police breaking hammer, and it was quickly knocked open.

Bobby took a deep breath, nodded at the police officer next to him, kicked open the door, rushed in with a pistol in his handgun and shouted, "Police! Don't move! ”

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The fool flew upside down, with the ends of three crossbow bolts stuck in his body. I saw that there was indeed a keyhole underneath the black chest, but there was also a groove attached to it, and a short crossbow was connected to the groove, and the direction was directly opposite the place where the fool had just stood. When the chest is lifted, it also triggers the trigger under the short crossbow.

Monica hurriedly rushed to the fool's side, looked at the three crossbow tail feathers on the fool's body, and didn't know what to do for a while.

The fool could no longer put out that smirk at this time, but said with difficulty: "This... Bastard... Even me... was designed, and he knew our... Temper! Be careful... Your habit... That's going to kill you..."

After speaking, he lowered his head very weakly, although his chest was still slightly undulating, but in the current situation, he was undoubtedly sentenced to death.

The fashionable man on the side, Jack, looked at the black box standing in place with a pale face, slowly walked to the fool's side, squatted down and comforted Monica: "Madam, we don't have time to lament the death of our companion now, our time is running out, the key is in your hand, go and open it!" ”

When Röm died just now, no one noticed that he had the original key on him, but after Röhm's death, the foolish version of Hoffman took the key out and gave it to Monica. After a short toss, there were less than ten minutes left for the remaining three people to wear collars around their necks.

Monica looked at the fool's body, gritted her teeth, stood up, and walked towards the black box. Miranda stepped aside, the floor of the room was already stained with the blood of four people, and she had to be careful. But Jack unexpectedly caught a glimpse of something under the fool's ribs, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Glancing at the other two like thieves, he saw that their attention was on the black box, and shoved it into the pocket of his clothes.

Monica took a deep breath and inserted the key into the keyhole. The expected muffled sound of the mechanism did not appear, only a very dull sound later, and the black box was opened. There were no mechanisms, no keys, only a wooden handle in the chest.

She turned her head to look at the two behind her, calmed her breath a little, grabbed the handle and pressed it down. The handle didn't move, and Monica exhaled softly, and then spun the handle in a circle, this time it finally had an effect. Only a soft 'click' was heard, and the familiar sound reappeared, causing Monica to step aside.

After the handle was rotated twice, the bottom of the black box, which should have been tightly fitted, collapsed downward, and it was easy to deduce that this position was about the place where the four black grooves were. Seeing this, Monica stepped forward without hesitation, grabbed the handle and pushed it down.

This time, the handle sank down unhindered, and a large hole was opened underneath. A swarthy passage appeared underneath the chest.

The three of them looked at each other, but none of them refused to be the substitute for the pathfinder. As the minutes ticked by, Miranda finally couldn't help but say to Jack, "You're a man, hurry up and take a look." ”

Therefore, once the three people have a target that is set on fire, the other two are easy to unite at will, which can be seen from a game called 'Fighting the Landlord' that has been passed down from the far east.

With Miranda speaking, Monica easily set her eyes on the only man standing in the room.

The fashionable man Jack's eyes were bloodshot at this time, and it seemed that in less than an hour, this thing had been under tremendous pressure when his life was threatened. It was under this pressure that he couldn't even hide his hole cards.

I saw that this product took out a police pistol directly from the pocket of his jacket and pointed it at the two of them!

"Your gun... He!? Almost immediately, Monica noticed that the gun was a familiar model, and subconsciously looked at Hoffman, who was sitting on the side. Seeing that Hoffman's holster was empty, he didn't expect that Hoffman's gun had not been searched.

I saw Jack with red eyes, holding a gun and forcing the two to the side and saying, "Now! It's up to me here! You! Go down first! ”

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