"It's you! That Obasang in the café that day! ”

Listening to Conan's shrill call, the corners of Dilu's mouth twitched, and the smile remained unchanged and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the boy who spoke out.

Belch! It's scary!

"I'm sorry, Sister Jessica, I was wrong!"

embarrassed and complained, Conan decisively chose to follow the heart.

Di Lu, who can't be regarded as a human woman, was not really angry, and had no intention of entanglement with him in this detail, Di Lu chose to cut directly to the topic.

"Why are you here?"

The blonde girl didn't put away the gun in her hand, but held Beretta in her hand in a posture that could raise the gun to shoot at any time, and asked the two of them a question.

"It's like this... I drew a lottery ticket at the supermarket..."

Xiaolan's weak voice sounded, Di Lu nodded, and was not ready to say anything more, and gave instructions to the two succinctly.

"I'm escorting you out of the lifeboat... Don't tell anyone about today..."

As if hesitating, the blonde girl lowered her head and instructed the two of them.

"Don't talk about today's events casually, otherwise even if those of us survive the cruise, we will all "die" again, and you, including your relatives and friends, will also die. ”

Pointing to the blood-soaked cruise ship, Dilu's voice was flat, as if the words that came out of her mouth were not threatening, but reassuring.

"You know... They can do this kind of thing, they can really do that kind of thing, I will save you, but that doesn't mean that I am willing to put my own life on the line for saving you... See what I mean? ”

The moonlight that shone through the window on the girl's cheeks, illuminating half of it, but casting the other half into a deeper shadow, and Dilou remained silent, patiently waiting for their answer.

"Hmm... Okay..."

After being silent for a long time, Xiaolan nodded hesitantly, and Di Lu looked at Conan, who had been silent since just now.

"Can't you really tell the police... The evidence is so strong, right? This whole cruise ship is proof..."

Reluctantly holding back a sentence from his mouth, Conan asked a little awkwardly, but under the gaze of the two girls, his voice became smaller and smaller.

Of course, he didn't know how naïve and ridiculous this statement was, but he was unwilling to give up that little bit of luck, thinking that there would be no problem and no problem.

Finally, the boy nodded silently.

Seeing the interest of the two, Di Lu nodded and took the lead and walked out.

The cargo hold they were in was one level below the ship, and if they went to the lifeboat, they would have to go on deck, but it is estimated that there will be no one left on the empty deck now, after all, no one will be stupid enough to have a live CS in a place without any shelter.

There are real guns, and there is no resurrection of the kind.

And the basement floor is not the center of the melee, mainly the cabin above, so Xiaolan, who can think of it for the first time and successfully hide in the warehouse with Conan, is also a very smart and brave girl.

Approvingly turning around and touching Xiaolan's head, Di Lu looked around and found that the deck was really empty, and the only thing to be careful about was the various unknown objects that fell from time to time in the upper cabin.

Di Lu is familiar with the lifeboat, I don't know why, Conan watched the blonde girl's action of making the lifeboat, always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't think of where it came from, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Okay, now you can sit down, and when you drive a certain distance, the signal shield will disappear, and then you can contact someone else by radio to save you, and it's not very far from the port."

Tucking the hair that slipped from his ears, Dilu simply instructed, turned around and prepared to leave.

"That's... Miss Jessica..."

I don't know what kind of psychology it is, Xiaolan stopped Di Lu.

"Aren't you going to leave with us... It's so dangerous here..."

Listening to the girl's hesitant question, Delu smiled, and without saying anything, pushed Conan and Xiaolan onto the lifeboat, and then put the lifeboat down.

"Have a safe journey, girl, I still have my own things to do."

After finishing the lines, Di Lu pulled his legs and ran.

She didn't want to stay and be a light bulb for the two of them.

And...

Gazing upwards and sideways to avoid the flying shards of glass, Dilou made his way to his room.

Indeed, it's not over yet.

…

Hondo Yinghai held a pistol and stood by the wall, still a little unable to accept the cruelty that came to him. He knew the cruelty of the world, but he didn't know that he would see such a ..... Living death!

Rao has already come to her senses, but when she is in such a hell, she still has no way to make a decision.

Is it to ignore the exposure and forcibly stop it?

Or do you want to go with the flow and be one of them?

Can she stop it alone?

I'm afraid that the moment her identity is revealed, countless bullets will be fired at her head.

This is an inexplicable thing, no matter how strong a person's ability is, there will still be moments when he can't help.

Be calm, be sensible, and even be ruthless.

Forget the sense of justice, abandon the conscience, and act like a bystander.

Without any personal feelings.

She quietly took a deep breath, letting the smell of blood rush up her throat to suppress it, thinking and analyzing it quietly.

So, what to do now...?

Faced with the current situation, she is at a loss.

The people in this were not innocent civilians who needed her to save, but beasts with greater ambitions, even enjoyment.

No one will hear the sound from the outside and kindly notify the police to come to the rescue.

Maybe she is not conscious enough, and she should kill all intolerance and compassion and join this carnival like the end of the world.

Either way, whether it's someone who died today, or someone who is still alive...

Clenching the gun in her hand, the face of the woman in professional attire flashed a trace of unhesitating persistence.

At all costs... Either way, to stop this never-ending killing, at least, not to let something like this happen again.

She must, must make this crazy organization pay!

In the dark night, the woman's eyes seemed to have a raging flame, burning the scarlet-dyed cruise ship, and the constant action of pulling the trigger on her hand was indeed mechanical and without hesitation.

As he stepped on the last competitor and pulled the trigger, the distant sky finally ushered in the first glimmer of brilliance.

It's dawn.

The eight-hour killing feast finally came to an end, and Hondo Yinghai breathed a long sigh of relief, only to find that his arms trembled impatiently.

The nerves that had been tense for a long time suddenly loosened, and the body that had been running for a long time was instantly swept away by hunger and exhaustion, and Hondo Yinghai put away the pistol a little tiredly.

It's over, finally.