Quick Wear: When the Villain Holds the Strategy Script

"Ma'am, you're awake."

"Sir" stepped forward, but "Madame Butterfly" subconsciously shrank her body and avoided his hand.

"Sir" was a little annoyed, his hand froze in mid-air, and finally he withdrew it awkwardly.

"The child's death is not your fault. You have locked yourself in the house these days and didn't even go to see your favorite doll. How can I feel at ease with you like this?"

"Sir" sighed helplessly.

From Shen Yuzhi's angle, he couldn't see the "Mr."'s appearance clearly at all. From a distance, he looked blurry, and when he got closer, he could only feel that there was mist covering his face.

"Mr." is also a puppeteer. After the decline of this industry, only he and his wife persisted in making puppets. They gradually became famous and were reported by countless media.

But judging by what was written in the newspapers, Madame Butterfly was more famous, and “Mr.” also died young.

They once had a child. Unfortunately, not long ago, the child fell from a tall building because of playing. His neck was pierced by a hard rose stem and he died on the spot.

After that, Madame Butterfly became depressed, lost her appetite, and even locked herself in the house all day and all night.

If "Sir" had not been too worried about Madame Butterfly's safety, there would have been no need for him to take such extreme actions and imprison her in disguise.

Shen Yuzhi's body moved on its own, making strange sounds -

"I won't make puppets anymore. They pushed my child off the building!"

"Madame Butterfly"'s voice was sharp, completely losing the elegance and dignity of a lady. Her body was shaking uncontrollably, and her face showed two completely different expressions of anger and fear.

"You are crazy!"

"Sir" just felt that "Madame Butterfly" was unreasonable, otherwise why would she say such words?

"I think I should take you to see a doctor."

The "Mr." who was so gentle just now suddenly turned cold. He picked up a half-made puppet and threw it at the crazy "Madame Butterfly". Shen Yuzhi couldn't control himself to dodge, and sticky blood slowly flowed from the wound...

[Died 1 time, remaining times: 9]

Shen Yuzhi opened his eyes again and went back to a few minutes ago. At this time, the "sir" had not come in yet.

He quickly stuffed some sharp objects on the table under the bed and sat back on the bed as the door lock sounded.

"Ma'am, you're awake."

"Sir" greeted gently again, and "Madame Butterfly" turned her head away and didn't look at him, so "Sir" didn't come over like he did the first time.

He noticed sharply that all the things on the table used to make dolls had disappeared. He couldn't help but frowning, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared when he turned around.

"Ma'am, I am also sad that our child died, but I am more worried about your current condition. I can't lose you again."

"Sir" came and half squatted in front of "Madame Butterfly". He gently stroked Madame Butterfly's hand, his eyes full of admiration.

Just that look made Shen Yuzhi feel uncomfortable all over, as if a poisonous snake was crawling on his body.

"it is good……"

"Madame Butterfly" trembled when she met that look and nodded, but "Sir"'s face instantly turned cold and his gentle voice became sharp and piercing.

"Who are you?! Madam can't be so gentle!"

The next second, blood filled his eyes.

[Died 2 time, remaining times: 8]

He died twice and didn't get any information about how to break the impasse.

Opening his eyes again in bed, Shen Yuzhi took a deep breath, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he revealed a slightly creepy smile.

OK OK.

When the "gentleman" opened the door again, he saw "Madame Butterfly" stroking the puppet carving knife on the table, but strangely, she had covered her eyes with a black veil.

"lady?"

"Sir" paused at the door and looked at "Madame Butterfly"'s strange behavior in confusion.

"You still remember to come back? Don't you see what time it is? If you don't want to come back, then don't come back!"

Chi Jibai inside “Mr.”:?

I always feel that... this sarcastic tone is somewhat familiar.

"What are you standing there for? Are you coming back empty-handed? You want me to work to support you, right?"

"Madam, I..."

The "Sir" was clearly speechless and his head was buzzing.

"Why do you smell like someone else? You don't even want to hide this kind of thing, do you? Let's get divorced!"

Audience in the live broadcast room:?

"gentlemen":?

Chi Jibai:?

Without waiting for everyone to react, Shen Yuzhi rushed forward, dragging her cumbersome skirt, and stabbed the carving knife into the "Mr."'s heart!

Drops of blood splashed on the delicate face of "Madame Butterfly", her gloomy eyes were filled with coldness, and her originally cold temperament suddenly became sinister and vicious.

Large amounts of thick blood dripped down the arm of "Madame Butterfly", and the scene around her shattered like a mirror.

wow-

[The player has found the puppet's weakness. Kill the puppeteer to successfully pass the level! ]

Shen Yuzhi reappeared on the fourth floor. He opened his eyes suddenly and his heart skipped a beat.

The soul of a puppet lies in its "eyes". Just block the puppet's eyes and they will stop moving!

"Chi Jibai, stop the others! Don't let them go to the fifth floor!"

Chi Jibai, who had also woken up nearby, quickly glanced at Shen Yuzhi and immediately understood what he meant.

The puppeteer is not Madame Butterfly at all!

If you kill Madame Butterfly, it will alert the real boss!

But it was too late, the system prompt appeared before my eyes——

[Madame Butterfly is dead! The player killed the wrong target, angering the puppeteer, and the puppets in Rose Manor started to riot! ]

[The difficulty of the dungeon has risen to level A! ]

Oops!

Is it Yu Shao... ?

No, not him!

On the fifth floor, Wu Yaxin stood in front of Madame Butterfly's bed, with a carving knife stuck in her chest.

After hearing the system's warning, Wu Yaxin slowly forced a smile, as if she was not worried about whether she could pass the level.

The moon was frozen in the night sky, emitting a scarlet light, and the blood-like moonlight poured down like a red waterfall.

The servants who were cleaning or resting were all turned into puppets, while the puppets in the hall came to life, with red eyes and ferocious expressions on their delicate faces.

The eyeballs in the eye sockets moved, looking for the uninvited guests in the castle.

Inside the manor, some half-opened roses also bloomed at the same moment.