Sometimes, people's sixth sense is that things come and go inexplicably.
But it is undeniable that supersensory perception, which cannot be defined at this scientific level, has its irresistible charm and certain indescribable accuracy to a certain extent.
Xin Zhixia put aside the inexplicable distracting thoughts in her mind.
This is not a sixth sense, it comes from the experience of an old player.
In Dead Space, no matter how polite people are, they will change over time. Those who do not change mostly turn politeness into a disguise to lower the enemy's vigilance.
Environment changes a person.
Every time she agreed to a seemingly ordinary request, Millennium would bow to her.
Three times in a row.
Xin Zhixia's eyes flashed and she no longer tried her best to play Dr. Xinba Laing.
With a smile on his lips, he looked at Qian Qian coldly.
After he stood up straight, he asked with interest: "If you hand the dagger to me, aren't you afraid that I won't return it to you after I keep it secretly?"
Hearing this, Qian Qian was stunned, tilted his head and replied in confusion: "This is an exclusively bound prop. It will automatically return to the hands of the person who bound it after leaving it for 10 hours."
The unexpected joy came suddenly. Xin Zhixia had not known this piece of information before.
However, she also judged that Millennium was not a new player.
No one will provide information to newcomers unconditionally and with such detail.
Thinking of this, Xin Zhixia smiled gently, "Then give it to me and I will save it for you."
Since the other party is not afraid, there is no reason for him to shrink back.
Millennium nodded heavily, then reached into his pocket.
After Xin Zhixia saw Qian Qian's actions, she moved back slightly and kept her distance.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the other party's actions.
I was confused, "Is this man holding a dagger? Why didn't he put the dagger into his bracelet?"
Immediately afterwards, I answered for myself: Maybe there is no space in the bracelet.
But why should others keep it? Could it be some executable setting content?
She could almost conclude that such semi-suicidal content would not be possible in the mandatory execution setting.
Why was she the one you were looking for?
Although there are necessary executable settings among the executable settings, there is not just one setting, but a choice of three settings.
If it were her, there would only be a small chance that she would take the risk and choose this one when she judged that the other two could not be implemented. However, it is more likely that this will not be implemented at all.
I would rather increase the character's damage value than put myself in such a dangerous situation in disguise.
In an instant, various speculations appeared in Xin Zhixia's mind.
After Qian Qian took out the dagger, she was sure it was [Meili Hospital's special dagger].
However, his dagger had a leather sheath.
Is this special treatment? Or is Millennium so free? Still have time to buy a leather case?
Xin Zhixia was thoughtful, tilted her head, and made a mocking noise with unclear meaning.
"Is your dagger safe in your pocket?"
Qian Qian held the dagger in his hand and nodded with a smile, "I think it's quite safe."
Xin Zhixia was noncommittal.
Just staring at the dagger in his hand, his face was expressionless and his tone was indifferent.
"You still have to be cautious, just throw the dagger over."
Qian Qian looked at the other person, and the hand holding the dagger paused slightly.
She didn't seem to realize why Simba Lain suddenly became so cold.
Xin Zhixia raised her eyebrows, her smile as gentle as ever.
"Didn't I promise to help you? I'm helping you now."
Millennium nodded hesitantly.
Then I thought about it and realized that it was not safe to throw it over, so I decided to slide it across the table to be safer.
Therefore, he deliberately placed the dagger at an angle and slid along the center line from the middle of the table.
At the same time, he saw Simba Lain standing up on the opposite side, and when the dagger was approaching and slid in front of her, he raised his feet and walked over.
At this time, he was thinking about what he had said before, and he did not forget to explain: "Actually, you have already helped me. I only gave this dagger to you..."
Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the awareness of crisis emerged.
Simba Lain, who had a gentle smile in front of him, quickly came towards him, with a dagger in his hand from nowhere.
He only had time to lean back and saw from the corner of his eye that the chair next to him had been kicked away by her.
In a daze, his body fell backwards uncontrollably, along with the chair.
The body's subconscious reaction mechanism comes on faster.
Qian Qian immediately threw down the chair in a hurry, grabbed the edge of the table in two or three steps, and stabilized his body to prevent himself from falling with the chair.
He stood up straight, not yet breathing a sigh of relief.
The chill on the side of my neck hit me first.
Accompanied by a cold female voice, "Tell me your purpose."
Cold sweat appeared on Qian Qian's forehead, and he couldn't help but stutter on his words.
"I, I, I don't, I have no purpose. Dr. Simbaline, you, you don't have to be like this."
After saying this, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
The female voice suddenly became gentle and soft, even with a slight smile.
"Oh? Isn't your purpose to let me help you?"
Qian Qian swallowed his saliva and nodded involuntarily.
After discovering the dagger on his neck, he immediately responded.
"Yes, I want you to help me."
Xin Zhixia looked at this scene with cold eyes, holding the dagger in her hand tightly.
Qian Qian was obviously quite tall, so she still needed to raise her head slightly to look at her. At this time, he was extremely timid, and his reaction was even slower than a beat.
There was a moment of doubt in my mind.
Maybe, the other party is really innocent?
She was decisive just now, but she deliberately slowed down her attack speed.
I just want to see the other person’s reaction.
Whether he counterattacks immediately or distances himself immediately, it will be a good answer.
Answers that confirmed her thoughts.
However, it could be seen from Qian Qian's actions that not only was he slow to react, he had no sense of counterattack, and he even seemed to have no defense against her.
He was in a hurry and was in a panic.
It seemed that he had not made the assumption that the other party would take action.
Subconsciously, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
It also seemed to mean that he had no intention of threatening or shocking her in return.
Xin Zhixia frowned, even more confused.
"You have made up your mind that I don't dare to take action. You have no defense at all, right?"
That's the only thing that makes sense.
The opponent knows that eliminating the patient by mistake will fail, and also knows that offensive props are prohibited in this instance.
Qian Qian blinked, his mind full of confusion, but his tone was as sincere as ever.
"No, Dr. Simba Rein, I think you are very friendly, so I don't need to be wary of you..."
Xin Zhixia only felt ridiculous and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Dare to hand over your customs clearance props to others? Where did you come from as a new player? The people in your room told you so much information, but they didn't tell you that you need to be clear-headed in the dungeon?"
She whispered into his ear, not forgetting to pat the other person's shoulder.
Qian Qian's body trembled unconsciously, but he persisted in answering the other party's questions sincerely.
"I never said that was my dagger?"
Xin Zhixia: "..."
