Seeing that the waiter had a firm attitude, as if he was deliberately trying to prevent her from entering the room, a hint of suspicion flashed in Ms. Song's eyes.
Before she had time to question, the mirror man continued to speak:
"Ms. Song, you are so seriously injured, it is my duty to take care of you! Don't move around, I will get the medicine for you!"
After saying these heroic words, the mirror man picked up Ms. Song and carried her back to the kitchen far away from room 318.
Ms. Song's brain shut down for a few seconds.
The suspicion that originally arose disappeared after seeing the waiter's "frank" character.
When she was picked up, Ms. Song looked into the waiter's eyes for a few times.
Clear, ignorant, and even a little silly, looking like he can't hide things.
She does look a bit like the innocent and harmless master she once was.
So this waiter... shouldn't be who she suspected?
With that in mind, Ms. Song was placed on a stool in front of the dining area outside the kitchen.
The Mirror Man put her down, then turned around and went to the freezer, half-body inside, looking for ice cubes.
"Ms. Song, your ankle is a little swollen. You should put some ice on it first. I'll go to your room to get you some medicine."
When Ms. Song saw the waiter's behavior, she seemed to recall some past events.
She said sadly: "You look very much like a friend of mine, her name is Xueping."
The Mirror Man took out a few ice cubes and asked casually: "Really, how is your friend doing now?"
Upon hearing this, Ms. Song lowered her eyes to cover up the emotions surging inside.
"It's pretty good now." Ms. Song sniffed and smiled.
The mirror man put the ice cube on Ms. Song's ankle and casually said, "I am honored to be like Ms. Song's friend."
The Mirror Man smiled broadly.
Seeing the waiter's sincere attitude, Ms. Song felt that her suspicions were probably overblown.
She selected the 318 room card from the many room cards and handed it to the waiter.
"The medicines are on the bottom layer of the bedside table on the left, please."
"Yes, yes, you are too polite, Ms. Song!"
The mirror man happily got the room card and went to room 318 happily.
It swiped the card, entered the house, and saw Jiang Li chattering inside.
At this time, Jiang Li was very busy.
Jiang Li must follow the operation steps and draw strictly according to the "points" of the checkerboard.
The shape of the picture cannot be wrong at all.
Because this pattern is used to attract "pollution sources".
This is the so-called "early release of human form" method.
In fact, some tools are used to gather the "pollution sources" in this copy.
The curly-haired woman is placed in the middle of the pattern, allowing the "pollution source" to "precisely pollute" the curly-haired woman.
In the end, the goal of causing the curly-haired woman's body to mutate rapidly was achieved.
Jiang Li was now marking all the "points", but before he had time to connect, he saw the Mirror Man coming in.
Jiang Li looked surprised, "Why are you here?"
The mirror man shrugged, walked to the bed and looked for medicine, "I'll get the medicine for Ms. Song."
"Jiang Li, how long will it take you to finish it?" The Mirror Man asked her.
"three minutes."
When the Mirror Man got the answer, he stopped disturbing Jiang Li.
It found the medicine at the bottom of the bedside table and carried it away leisurely.
If you delay a little longer, three minutes should be enough.
The Mirror Man made his way back to the kitchen.
But after walking into the kitchen, what the Mirror Man saw was an empty stool in the kitchen.
The mirror man was stunned for a moment.
It hurriedly put down the medicine and took a look inside the kitchen and outside the corridor.
Ms. Song is really missing.
Not only was Ms. Song missing, but Ms. Song’s pair of high heels with broken heels and the dog snacks she had just bought also disappeared!
The mirror man panicked.
It took out the small mirror it carried with it and sent a message to Jiang Li.
"Jiang Li is not good! Ms. Song is missing. I can't find her anywhere!"
The sound passed through the small mirror, reached the dressing mirror in room 318, and then reached Jiang Li's ears.
After a while, Jiang Li's voice came:
"The Ms. Song just now seems to have been recovered early due to wound infection. Please pay attention to the elevator entrance, there will be a new Ms. Song appearing."
All the information Jiang Li said was told to her by the 318 TV screen.
The screen showed that at 18:07, Ms. Song suffered a trauma and infection.
Ms. Song was unable to leave the third floor for too long, resulting in her injuries not being treated, and she would eventually be declared dead a month later.
The strange power of the third level simply recovered Ms. Song and then arranged for new people to come over.
In the kitchen, as soon as the Mirror Man received Jiang Li's prompt, he heard the "ding-dong" of the elevator door.
The domineering sound of high-heeled shoes sounded once again.
Things happened too suddenly, and the Mirror Man had no preparation this time.
So when the Mirror Man wanted to cause trouble, Ms. Song had already walked past it holding snacks.
"Wait a minute, Ms. Song! Do you want to go into the kitchen and have something to eat?"
The new Ms. Song was very cold and cold. She just glanced at the waiter and said, "No need."
After hearing the answer of rejection, the Mirror Man decided to repeat his old trick.
It stretched out a foot and tried to imitate what it had done before, tripping Ms. Song.
Trip's idea is correct. As long as the mirror man doesn't randomly apply medicine to the guests, there should be nothing wrong.
The Mirror Man stretched out his little feet.
Unexpectedly, this time, Ms. Song not only did not trip, but also stepped on the mirror man's instep with her high heels.
The mirror man was stunned on the spot.
It's weird in itself and doesn't feel much pain.
But it was true that a deep pit was created by stepping on its feet.
"Sorry, I stepped on you." Ms. Song said calmly, glanced sideways at the man in the mirror, and left without looking back.
The mirror man looked at Ms. Song's back and was completely panicked.
It quickly took out a small mirror and whispered to Jiang Li: "Jiang Li, I can't hold on anymore! You should leave quickly..."
Two seconds later.
Jiang Li's voice came from inside, "I can't leave. If you delay a little longer, there are still two minutes."
The mirror man said anxiously: "I can't hold it on any longer! She's almost at the door!"
Jiang Li said: "If you hold her back, I will definitely take you out. If you can't hold her back, you will be trapped here even if I die."
"But..." The mirror man looked embarrassed and wanted to argue.
It’s not that I can’t help, it’s that I can’t think of a way to help anymore.
Originally, the Mirror Man was just low-level and weird, and his brain was not very well developed.
As a result, now that I have to do such a brain-burning task, my brain cells are all dead.
Jiang Li said bluntly: "There's only one and a half minutes left. It'll be over soon. Just hold on. Ms. Song used to be a dog. Take advantage of this and think of a solution."
After Jiang Li from 318 said this, he ended the communication.
At this moment, Jiang Li was taking a bowl of white water and placing it in front of the dot map on the ground.
She pricked the curly-haired woman's finger and squeezed out two drops of blood.
Blood and water are body fluids and are an important tool for identifying "who you want to contaminate."
A few drops of blood fell into the water bowl and spread.
Jiang Li dipped his chopsticks in water and connected the marked points one by one.
This is a delicate job.
If one line is wrongly connected, all efforts will be wasted.
With a high level of concentration, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Jiang Li's forehead.
at this time.
Without Jiang Li paying attention, a drop of sweat slid down Jiang Li's cheek.
The direction in which the sweat beads fell was the bowl of white water on the ground.
If his own sweat is mixed into that bowl of water, the gathered pollution source will not only pollute the curly-haired woman, but also Jiang Li himself!
Jiang Li noticed the sweat sliding down her cheeks, and her pupils shrank instantly.
Oops……
The speed is too fast. It’s too late to pick it up now!
