Ming Ke: When the villain accidentally mixes into the protagonist group

At a fork in the road, a green skirt flashed by. When Scotland chased after it, the green skirt had disappeared.

Scotland stood at the fork in the road and looked around. Apart from the gamblers who were talking and the black-robed believers who were in a hurry, there were only burly men wearing blank masks around him, and the number of these burly men seemed to be much greater than before.

"The snake spits out its bright red tongue and shakes the guiding bell..."

One third of the nursery rhyme had been played, but Scotland still had not found any trace of the evil puppeteer. It was as if the evil puppeteer had disappeared from the cruise ship like a wisp of smoke, leaving no trace.

Did it fly away or crash into the sea?

Scotland looked toward the porthole, and the inky sea water surged with layers of white waves, just like the hem of the skirt that disappeared before his eyes.

His arms hung naturally, but his hands were clenched into fists. Scotland withdrew his gaze and looked around. He didn't think the evil puppeteer would leave the ship, and guessed that he might not be on this floor anymore.

Scotland looked up at the winding Swarovski crystal staircase, each crystal reflecting a rainbow of colors. After standing at the staircase and pondering for a moment, Scotland ultimately did not set foot on the dazzling staircase, but continued to rush towards Room 4.

The melodious piano and the clear and pleasant nursery rhymes echoed in his ears. The familiar melody made Scotland realize that time was running out. However, should he give up the search and devote himself to the process of shaking off the tracker, sitting on the chair, and hiding the chair?

Scotland knew that he had to make a decision at this moment. After all, time waits for no one. However, the fruitless search made him feel unwilling, but the game must go on.

How nice it would be if I were a passerby at this moment.

Scotland thought so in his heart, but the unclear game situation forced him to continue. At least in this round he could not be a passerby.

“With endless chaos, visions quietly cross…” The nursery rhyme is almost halfway through.

Scotland lowered his eyes and looked at the crimson spots on the floor. He squatted down, took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently, then narrowed his eyes slightly.

It was blood, and it had dried.

Whose blood is it? Animal or human?

Did the waiter fail to clean it properly, or did someone accidentally leave some traces?

Just as Scotland was thinking, a clear female voice sounded in his ears, causing Scotland, who was originally immersed in his own thoughts, to suddenly open his eyes wide.

"Eh? Why are you here?"

Scotland suddenly turned his head and looked back. It was indeed Mingyue and Lei Yi. His originally anxious heart calmed down at this moment.

"Was the chair destroyed?" Mingyue looked at Scotland.

Scotland shook his head slightly, then slowly stood up, took off the bracelet on his left hand, looked at Lei, handed the bracelet to Lei, and whispered a location.

Lei's face was tense. He guessed that the place Scotland was talking about was where he hid the chair. He glanced at the bracelet handed to him and took it. "Let me take your place?"

"Yes!" Scotland nodded solemnly, "Please."

Lei put on the bracelet, glanced at Mingyue beside him, and asked in a low voice: "Just for this round, or will you give it all to me afterwards?"

Scotland and Rye looked at each other, "Let's do this round first. The Siamese cat needs a rest too. We can switch."

"It's better to exchange information as much as possible." Lei looked around and observed the gamblers around him. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he glanced at Mingyue, then looked at Scotland and asked in a low voice, "What is the chair number?"

Scotland was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Lei suddenly asked this question. After all, if he found the chair, he would naturally see the chair number. Could it be that he asked this question now because...

Scotland turned his head slightly, his gaze landing on Mingyue.

"You'll find out when you get there. Are you worried the chair might be stolen if it's not hidden properly?" Mingyue and Lei looked at each other. "If it's really stolen, even knowing the serial number won't help. We won't be able to get it back."

Lei didn't say anything, but his dark green eyes stared at the gray wolf mask on Scotland's face.

"If you don't want to participate in the game on his behalf, give me the bracelet." Mingyue stretched out a hand towards Lei.

The melodious piano music on the radio will not press the pause button for anyone, "The drifting truth and the fallen thoughts are crushed in time. When the night sky is empty and only the stars remain, the loud voices sing hymns..."

Scotland took a deep breath and calmly exhaled the number "3."

Lei nodded and prepared to turn and leave.

"Remember to hide the chair so that no one can see it." Scotland reminded softly.

"Yeah." Lei stretched out his long legs and quickly rushed towards the destination. In just a few blinks of an eye, his figure disappeared from Mingyue's sight.

Mingyue Banyue looked at Scotland and muttered in dissatisfaction: "Why did you say that?"

Scotland looked at Mingyue, smiled gently, and instead of answering, asked, "Are you guys having a fight?"

"No." Mingyue denied it flatly, then said, "It's better this way. At least no one will say that he became a passerby in order to protect me."

"Are you really just a stranger now?" Scotland squatted down and looked at Mingyue at eye level, his blue Ruifeng eyes full of concern.

Mingyue looked away awkwardly, gazing at the rolling clouds outside the porthole. She nodded and raised her left wrist, revealing the bracelet. "That guy even thought I'd swapped the bracelets, so he went to the seventh floor and opened the door."

“Does exchanging bracelets really work?”

"Did you ask him to test this?" Mingyue retracted her gaze and looked back at Scotland. "If you fail, you'll become a passerby. Being a passerby will make it difficult to win, and even more difficult to eliminate me."

Scotland still had a gentle smile on his face, "I think being a passerby is not a bad thing."

Mingyue pouted in dissatisfaction, "I don't want you to become a passerby." Wouldn't that mean there would be one more person following me, making it inconvenient to do anything.

"I believe in him."

"He's still trying to sow discord."

"Is it about the chair numbering?" Scotland blinked, trying to get an answer from Mingyue.

Mingyue pursed her lips. She did not see suspicion or doubt on Scotland's face. All she saw was concern and curiosity.

"Oh who— killed Cock Robin? Sadness pervades..."

The new lyrics reached everyone's ears, and the clear children's voice seemed to carry magic.

Suddenly, Mingyue smiled. "You came here suddenly, probably not just to test the connection between the bracelet and the chair, but to ask me why I bought tickets and voted all for the Siamese cat."

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Preview of the next chapter: bloodstains, nursery rhymes, vows, how can passersby who have lost the right to grab a chair turn the tables?