Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The tall man waited for a long time, and seeing that there was no movement, he bravely walked over, walked around the container, and found an air vent the size of a palm inside.

I squatted down and looked inside, but it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything clearly. I moved closer and shouted.

"Hey, is anyone in there?"

After waiting for a while, there was no response. I suspected that I had heard it wrong. Even if there was a living creature, it must be a monkey. How could there be a person in this container?

He glanced at it and saw reddish-brown liquid continuously coming out of the gaps in the container, emitting a foul odor in the sunlight. The tall man just got a little closer and was choked by the smell and wanted to vomit.

"Ugh~ It stinks."

He covered his mouth and backed away quickly. Just as he was about to leave, a small hand, a black hand, suddenly stretched out from the palm-sized air vent.

The tall man's pupils shrank when he saw the hand, and he stepped back in fear with an expression as if he had seen a ghost. A weak voice came from inside, and he couldn't understand what language it was.

He could only stammer, "I, I'll find someone to rescue you, just hold on a little longer."

He stumbled to his feet and ran outside. He ran all the way to the secret cabin where the servants lived. He opened the door and grabbed the woman's clothes and shouted, "Mom, there's someone in the box over there."

The woman was busy washing clothes and was a little annoyed by being pulled: "Okay, little Shitou, stop making noise. Mom is busy. If you don't finish washing, the master and the mistress will blame you."

"Be sensible and don't make trouble, okay?"

Seeing that his mother didn't listen to what he said, Little Stone's eyes flashed with disappointment: "Okay, then I'll go out and play by myself."

He ran into the hotel, but before he could say anything to the young master, he was stopped by the waiter: "Kid, you can't come in here without an invitation. Get out of here quickly."

"But, but my young master is still over there. I have something to say to him, just two words. Big brother, please let me pass."

"...Sorry, that's still not possible. If the foreman finds out, my brother will lose his job."

The waiter was still smiling, with a firm look in his eyes that refused to be refused. He had finally been able to work on the cruise ship, and it was not easy to find a job with such a high monthly salary.

You must never let a child take your job. If something happens to it, you will be responsible.

Little Stone saw the contempt in his eyes, lowered his head and said humbly: "I understand, big brother, I'll leave now."

Xiao Shitou walked out of the buffet restaurant, thought for a while, got some steamed buns and water, walked towards the container, squatted beside the air vent, and stuffed the steamed buns in.

There were bursts of coughing sounds inside, as if the lungs were being coughed out.

Little Stone said worriedly, "Hey, are you okay?"

There was no sound inside, and even if he could speak, it would be useless. Their skin color was different, so they were definitely not from the same country, and he couldn't understand foreign languages.

He sat aside, holding his nose, looked up at the sky and said with some melancholy: "Hey, I don't know why you are in the container. Maybe you are just a poor person looking for a way to make a living."

The situation inside the container was horrific, with blood splattered everywhere. In the corner, a black child was lying, his bloodshot eyes filled with a desire for survival.

There were mutilated corpses all around, their bodies covered with pustules and purple skin, indicating they had been dead for a long time.

Little Stone patted the container, but there was not much response from inside.

When a person was sad, someone suddenly patted his shoulder. Little Stone was startled and looked behind him with horror: "You, why are you here..."

"Master, you are here too."

The boy in the suit looked at him and said, "You, why did you come to the hotel to see me? Is there something wrong?"

"Yes, there really is someone in this container. I even gave it some food, but I couldn't understand their speech, and their skin didn't look Chinese, it was dark."

"Is there really someone?"

The three children looked at each other, their eyes full of curiosity.