What is your choice? ?

You have chosen [B. Ask him why he didn't take the opportunity to kill Sheng Jing]

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This is an opportunity.

The moment the shampoo boy's voice just fell, this idea popped out of your mind.

Cold sweat dripped from the back of your neck, slid all the way down the line of your back to your groin, soaking your T-shirt.You feel that your adrenal hormones are constantly being secreted, and an impulse mixed with vague timidity rushes to your brain in an instant, making you sweat profusely and your hands and feet go numb.

This numbness spreads all the way to your mouth and tongue, so that you can't feel your own lips opening and closing at all.But even so, you still didn't stop there.You know that such an opportunity may never arise again, and you cannot let your timidity ruin everything.

So you spoke, like the traveler who was bewitched by the devil.

"Then why didn't you take this opportunity to kill him?" When you said the word "kill", the tip of your tongue couldn't help but tremble slightly, but you still bite the bullet and said the sentence in full.

You know that you seem to have acted too hastily, but you are worried that if you speak too vaguely, the other party will not be able to accurately understand what you mean, and this great opportunity will be lost in vain.

You have no choice.

You stare nervously at the other person, ready to continue persuading the moment he hesitates in his eyes.But to your surprise, he just stared at you quietly, his originally tightly pursed lips raised little by little.

Until the end, he couldn't control his expression anymore, his lips grinned abruptly, and he raised his head and laughed loudly.

When you were confused, he gradually quieted down, but turned to applaud you vigorously.

"Wonderful, really wonderful..." His eyes were full of admiration for you, and he smiled so much that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, "You are the most outstanding actor I have ever seen, as long as I give you a few lines, you will be happy." Can carry on a devastated drama.”

He smiled, but sighed regretfully.

"It's a pity... If we met earlier, we would definitely become each other's best friends."

As he spoke, he shook his head, and a trace of indescribable melancholy crossed his face, as if he was really sighing for not being able to meet you early.

"It's a pity that I am not the director of this show, brother is."

He smiled again, caressing your cheek with a cold hand.

"I'm sorry." He whispered softly, the expression on his face extremely gentle.

"What I just said is just a harmless joke, please don't take it seriously."

You opened your mouth, but it was like a stick in your throat, and you couldn't spit out half a syllable.You only feel that the muscles of your whole body are being frozen inch by inch, and your heart suddenly sank into the deepest part of the ice cellar.

"……What's the meaning?"

You wriggled your lips with difficulty, widened your eyes, and asked in disbelief.You have already had a vague answer in your heart, but you still don't give up and want to get confirmation from him, as if you won't give up until you hit the south wall.

There was a flash of surprise in the other party's eyes, and then he spoke.

"Are you stupid or are you unwilling to face the truth?"

"My brother and I have always been in harmony. The acting personality is just my own bad taste and has nothing to do with him."

He paused at this point, grinningly took out a key from his pocket, and waved it in front of your eyes.

"As for the key, of course it's also false—how could I not know where the exit is?"

What happened afterwards was like a nightmare, and you didn't even have the courage to recall it.

He said that since you choose not to talk about it, it is tantamount to lying.

——If you are dishonest, you must be punished according to the rules of the game.

Your heart sank suddenly, and then you blurted out that you had indeed seduced Cheng Jin.But the shampoo boy turned a blind eye to your words, and his eyes were still shining with excitement.

"As you've said before, honesty doesn't really matter to me. I'm just tired of you—what makes you always so dull that I can't even think about teasing you? "

He cuts your hands behind your back, presses his knees against the back of your thighs, and thrusts the muscle relaxant hard into the arteries in the side of your neck.

Within moments, your limbs start to lose strength, and your hands hang loose at your sides.

He looked at you for a while, and after confirming that you finally lost all ability to resist, he turned and walked towards the schoolbag placed at the foot of the wall.You watched helplessly as he took out a thermos cup and a silver blade with a wider blade from his bag, and the heart hanging in his throat suddenly fell into a trough.

The boy who washes his hair came back to you again with a knife and a thermos.

He rubbed the top of your hair, then slowly unscrewed the thermos, poured scalding boiling water from the back of your neck all the way to your tailbone without saying a word, just like a chef pouring hot water on a prepared dish sesame oil.

The moment the boiling water touched the back of your neck, you twitched uncontrollably.The scream stuck in the limp roof of your mouth, leaving you with a few indistinct grunts.Muscle relaxants can only force you to relax your muscles, but they can't reduce your pain. Therefore, when the hot water is pouring on your skin, you can clearly feel that your skin is gradually sinking and mixing with the underlying fat layer It was like a large piece of hot and red paste.

But the other party didn't give you time to react, and directly inserted the blade into the back of your neck, slashing down along the trace of the boiling water just now, until your skin and flesh are split open, revealing the light yellow flesh inside. layer of fat.

He put his fingers into your blood-stained flesh, and pulled them apart vigorously, but he couldn't tear off the surface layer of your skin smoothly.

"Do you really need mercury..." He clicked his tongue, casually pawing at your slashed skin, as if lamenting a failed experiment.

……

You end up dying of pain.

At that time, you could no longer tell the time, you only knew that your consciousness was wandering outside, and you were tossed until you had only your last breath left.

The hair-washing boy said that the game still had to continue, and he couldn't kill you without authorization, so he "kindly" went to find painkillers for you while you were in a coma.However, what he doesn't know is that the pain of being skinned alive is far beyond people's imagination. Your body functions are rapidly declining, and the surface of your skin is getting colder and stiffer, as if you are a lifeless corpse.

Just when your consciousness completely disappeared, you suddenly came back to life.

A strong emotion rushes to your heart.

——That is hatred, an unforgettable hatred.

Only then did you finally understand that there has never been a game between you and the hair-washing boy. He is always a high-ranking hunter, and you are just a prey that has been pointed at by a gun, and can be easily killed by the other party at any time.

When you returned to that empty space, you weren't blah blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.Although you have got rid of the pain, the painful experience is deeply burned in your heart.

This death is different from any other one in the past - not only because it is the second time that the shampoo boy killed you inhumanely, but also because the other party brutally killed you after giving you hope of life. deprivation.

This is the first time that you are so clearly aware of how stupid you are, and you have so easily stepped into the language trap set by the other party for you.

But the moment you fall into the opponent's trap, you still complacently think that you are the hunter who controls the overall situation.

Ridiculous, all this is really ridiculous.

When you become conscious again, you are back in that dark room.

You looked up, and sure enough, you found that the shampoo boy was pouring out his "difficulties" to you with downcast eyes.

"He made me unknowingly become an acting personality, unable to distinguish my true self."

"I hate him and wish I could kill him with my own hands."

When he said this, he turned his head to look at you, with gentleness and relief in his eyes.

"Thank you for reminding me of my original intention... It turns out that I was too stupid to obediently obey his instructions."

At this time, you choose-

【A. Silence】

【B. Ask him why he didn't take the opportunity to kill Mori】

【C. Tell him it's wrong to think so】

#Reminder: Life -1, the current number of times the protagonist can die is 1 time