The narrator of the plot continued, and Zhong Jiuyin drew his attention back to the person behind him.

"The lights on the cruise ship, which had been on the sea for six hours, were far away from the neon reflections on the sea, until it was farther and farther away, and there was no possibility of meeting again. The cruise ship breaks through the distorted light and shadows and sails farther and deeper into the darkness. ”

"Twenty minutes before the 12 o'clock masked ball begins, the guests invited to the cruise are changing into gorgeous costumes and laughing and choosing their favorite masks."

Chris, who was the first to change into a British suit, thought back to the beautiful lady he had just spoken to, straightened his bow tie, and planned to take advantage of the last bit of time to go to the restaurant. He heard from the ship's housekeeper that there were fresh red roses to add to the atmosphere for the subsequent candlelit dinner. ”

Chris thought to himself that giving the freshest roses to the most desirable lady before everyone else might make her smile a little sweeter. With this in mind, he hurried to the restaurant. ”

He was so agitated that he didn't notice the second person behind him, the black shadow staring at him through the two black holes in the strange mask. After a moment's hesitation, the man listened to the sound of the changing room behind him, gave up his intention to catch up, and instead took out a large object from the shadow in the corner. ”

The story began to enter an important node, Zhong Jiuyin touched the dining table next to him, sat on one hip, and looked around while listening with his hands.

She subconsciously disliked the dark and cramped environment, but because of the sense of security brought by the familiar people around her, she offset the uncomfortable feeling, and she could barely adjust well.

Especially when the person next to him is tall enough and his close arm is reliable enough.

Yan Cheng has been photographed a lot by the paparazzi, and has a strong intuition for the attentive gaze of others, and suddenly turned his head in the interval between listening to the story, catching her attention in the unclear light and shadow.

Then his expression moved slightly, and he asked her what was the matter with his eyes.

Zhong Jiuyin couldn't even see his face clearly, but he wonderfully understood his inquiry, shrugged, and turned back to listen to the radio.

At the same time, he slowly thought about why he still had a little fragrance on him.

Do men also soak in the petal bath?

At this time, the story was told at a critical moment.

"When the electricity is plugged in, things buzz and are dragged towards the locker room. The laughter and chatter inside, mingled with the slight cacophony of the farther and farther city outside the cruise ship, were released by the open doors, and again muffled by the doors that were closed again. ”

Ten minutes later, the door opened again, and only the barely audible sound of wind and waves remained on the cruise ship. The man who came out gasped, curled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, raised his head and exhaled to the sky, and then brushed his hair, which was wet with red liquid, revealing the mottled and strange mask. ”

"It just so happened that the cruise ship was deviating, and the light of the navigation lights flashed in the window of the corridor, but it was enough for Chris, who was holding the rose, to see the liquid color on the man's mask, and the tragic situation behind the locker room door."

The red, sticky blood, and the two black holes staring straight at him after the mask, Chris's heart stopped beating for a moment, and the beacon light that turned back illuminated his pale face. Then followed by a heartbeat that was about to break through the upper limit, the cold hair behind him stood up suddenly, his hands and feet were cold and trembling, he didn't have time to think, he turned around and ran away, using the fastest speed in his life. ”

"It's terrible to be so quiet on the cruise ship, Chris is like a lamb escaping from a butcher's cellar, he can't see how far away the person behind him is, but he seems to be able to feel the sticky breath of the other person on the back of his neck."

"The panic made him desperate to find an outlet, so when he was about to be chased, he cried out in horror: 'Murder! Killed! Help me! ’”

The narrator turned into a personal experiencer, and his hoarse shouts startled those present.

Liang Zhiyi shivered and stepped back, stepping on Yuan Yi's feet, so painful that he raised his feet and jumped "hissed" out of breath.

Liang Zhi hurriedly turned around, and before he could see the person clearly, he hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" ”

Zhong Jiuyin stretched out a finger and poked him away: "It's not me." ”

"......" Liang Zhi turned back thirty degrees again, and this time he finally found the right person to apologize.

Ai Yuanyuan: "This has to be the head voice artist of an audiobook platform, right?" It's really engaged. ”

Yan Cheng's lukewarm voice came from next to Zhong Jiuyin: "Could this Chris be one of us?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin said lightly: "Impossible. ”

Yan Cheng looked at her: "Why?" ”

"He was all found by the murderer, and most of them died, are there still ghosts among us?"

"What if someone else finds out when you're about to catch up, or if you're seriously injured but not dead? Several of us are alive, which means that there are still fish on the cruise ship that the murderer did not gather and killed-"

Ai Yuanyuan touched the goosebumps on her arm, and then said: "Anyway, movies are like this, as long as you are the protagonist, you will always have a breath." ”

Zhong Jiuyin's opinion was different from her: "I think it, the murderer has something big in his hand as a murder weapon, and when he kills the red eye, he must come to do one by one, and one team to do one team, no one can escape." ”

It is very in line with her style, Yan Cheng glanced at her.

She looks like a murderer.

The story was not finished, and a small episode passed, and they continued to listen.

The game of cat and mouse was terrifying in the moment of life and death, and Chris resisted the urge to look back and ran away. But soon the man caught up with him and slashed him in the back. The pain almost made his scalp explode, but it also fueled his survival instincts. ”

He stumbled out of the prom hallway, arrived at the restaurant he had been to before, grabbed a knife to defend himself, and ran out again, hiding in a corner, holding his breath. The beacon light turned again, and after a clatter of footsteps, the metal murder weapon was held high, reflecting a dazzling cold light in the flashing light. ”

The most critical point is that the narrator's words turned.

On the other side, Chris's cries for help woke up several people who didn't make it to the prom on time. They look like uninvited guests who have infiltrated high society, and do not stay in the prescribed rooms, or in the prom venues. ”

When they heard the voice, they went out and asked vigilantly, but received no answer. Someone turned on all the lights around and cautiously went to find out. Half an hour later, in unusual silence, they gathered in the dining room, skirting the corridors with different routes—"

When this sentence fell, all the lights in the restaurant were lit, and the candles on the table were also lit.

The five men were surrounded by lights and looked at each other.

Ai Yuanyuan's eyes flashed with joy: "I feel that there will be a very novel way to play in this issue." ”

(End of chapter)