However, I am No. 07, which means I have to save at least 6 people, which is more difficult than the high-level math exam.
"Listen, what innocent words are there." The red eyes on the ghost mask glared over, "Although I sympathize with you, since you have been selected, you must go there. The person they are interested in cannot leave."
There was a hint of sympathy in Akame, but more of a hint of madness.
Before he finished speaking, another bodyguard came in from outside the door and moved slightly closer to Ghost Mask.
"Sir, the heart match of No. 03 has been successful. The customer can't wait. I hope you will arrange the removal surgery immediately."
Ghost Mask didn't speak and seemed a little bored.
Finally, this matter was implemented. The customer was a VIP customer here and introduced many resources.
This time it was finally his turn, but he had been delayed for a long time in getting married. Fortunately, there was a breakthrough this time.
He waved his hand, and the bodyguard bowed his head and retreated, announcing the end of a living life at the same time.
Ghost Mask suddenly leaned down, gently stroked Yuan Qingli's waist-length hair, patted the back of her head, and sighed: "Don't neglect this gift for Miss Xie, let's send it over together. "
Yuan Qingli slumped on the ground as if resigned to her fate, shedding tears, full of disbelief.
…
Yuan Qingli was sent back to the room and the door was locked from the outside.
Looking up, I saw surveillance cameras on all four corners of the ceiling. Sure enough, there was no blind spot.
The room is fully supplied, and the doors, windows, and exhaust vents are sealed tightly. I'm afraid not even a mosquito can fly out.
The layout is also quite crude, not even a solid right angle can be found.
Come to think of it, self-mutilation should have happened here before, so this situation was directly prevented from the hardware.
Yuan Qingli sat at the end of the bed, constantly thinking about what she should do next.
Currently known characters, the enemy ghost-faced man and several bodyguards, as well as those unknown clients.
On our side, we clearly mentioned No. 03, her, and other victims with other numbers.
The question is, how is she going to find them?
"boom!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of constant knocking on the wooden board interrupted Yuan Qingli's thoughts.
The direction from which the sound came...
Wardrobe!
Yuan Qingli's expression became solemn. Is there anyone else in this room?
No, given the nature of that group of people, there should only be one person in each room.
Could it be... a ghost?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The knocking became more and more urgent.
But the closet is unlocked.
Yuan Qingli became more confused and checked the system backpack. The scissors from before were still there.
Yuan Qingli held the scissors, took a deep breath, found a clothes hanger in the room, stood a little further away, hooked the triangle of the clothes hanger on the cabinet door handle, and then pulled hard.
The cupboard door opened, and a girl huddled up rolled out and appeared in front of Yuan Qingli.
The girl looked up, looking dazed, her lips turned white, and she hugged her arms tightly with her hands.
He murmured in a low voice: "I've been waiting, I've been waiting for a long time..."
What are you waiting for? Yuan Qingli was slightly confused. His eyes fell on the number plate on her chest: 02.
The brand is old and has burnt marks on the edges. This shouldn't be a trap arranged by this group of people, but why would they put the two of them in the same room?
Not knowing what to say for a moment, Yuan Qingli had no choice but to lead her to sit on the sofa.
"Are you okay?" Yuan Qingli asked her in a low voice.
The girl raised her blank eyes, twisting her neck like a rusty robot, and her distracted vision slowly focused on a single point.
