Doomsday Wonderland: One thousand nine hundred and fourteen

This is the anti-theft stamp (that I urge myself to update). The text is far away. Let’s go to sleep. I can finally fly home tomorrow (I took three nucleic acid tests when I went out, and luckily they were all negative)

After Lu Yan walked over, he couldn't help but look back at her several times. This little girl is different from Tan Zhang. She is full of interest in various possibilities and new things. She may believe Lin Sanjiu's words - but she does not dare to take risks. She still hangs her head half-down and stares seriously. A piece of candy on the ground, like it was the only thing that mattered in the world.

In the corner of my eye, the little girl finally turned her head.

"...You are totally lucky to be back this time," she told Octo's roommate very uneasily when he opened the door: "Aren't you afraid of your life if you are always so careless? ”

The roommate with the rectangular face sighed and nodded. He might have been injured accidentally while on a mission. Although he was not bandaged, his face was white and unsightly.

"Others in the team are still searching for people," Lu Yan seemed to be thinking about his companions who were still on the mission. Before turning around and leaving, he gave another instruction: "We will come back to you when you are almost ready to rest and prepare." Us."

When Lin Sanjiu heard this, her thoughts changed.

When Lu Yan approached her, she hurriedly lowered her head. Lu Yan suddenly stopped and shouted to her: "Hey, who told you to work here?"

Has she never seen the cleaner whose vacuum cleaner was stolen before?

Lin Sanjiu half-raised her face and said vaguely: "It's a manager..."

Lu Yan thought about it for a while. He probably didn't think she was very smart, so he couldn't ask anything, so he frowned and left.

Seeing that she was out of sight, Lin Sanjiu quietly hid behind the corner of the opposite wall. You can see Octo's room just right from here, but people coming out of that room can't see her unless they turn around to look.

She didn't wait long before she saw the door of the room being opened.

The rectangular face changed his clothes, pushed the door open without looking back, turned around and went out from the other direction in the corridor; it was precisely because of this that he didn't notice that his door was about to close. At that moment, it was suddenly blocked by some invisible force, and a gap slid open slightly.

Lin Sanjiu placed the vacuum cleaner in the corner - presumably its owner would find it soon. She walked quietly through the corridor, ducked sideways like a fish, and slipped into Octo's room.

The room used as the crew quarters is not very spacious and comfortable. Two narrow beds with names on them face each other, each occupying one side of the room; like tables and chairs, they are firmly embedded in the interior of the ship's hull, with no gaps. Tibetan. She looked at it, then simply opened the wardrobe with the name tag "Stan Smith" on it and turned all the clothes inside into cards - strangely, there were not only men's clothes inside, but also a few sparkling ones. Suspender skirt - After clearing one person's space, she stood in and closed the door.

Even Lin Sanjiu didn't expect that she would have to wait for several hours. Octo almost seemed determined not to come back; she could vaguely hear the doors opening and closing in other rooms in the corridor, and the sounds of people coming in and out, but this room alone was always quiet and unnoticed.

It wasn't until she heard the young man's voice in the corridor again that she finally let out a long, anxious breath.

"Hey! Uncle!" The young man's cry echoed clearly, "Where have you been? Didn't you promise to clean my room, uncle!"

As Lin Sanjiu slid out the door silently, he pressed a cup against the crack of the door. It wasn't until she approached the young man and called from behind that he turned his head as if startled: "Ah, you are here!"

"The vacuum cleaner is over there," Lin Sanjiu gestured with her chin, "Just return it to the cleaner after you use it."

"Isn't it agreed——"

"I don't agree."

"If I can't do it, you still have to do it." The young man was stunned, and his thick black eyebrows almost flew up on his face: "If I could clean, would I still have to wait until now?"

Lin Sanjiu had no time to pay attention to him. She was not as angry as the cleaner, she just shook her head lightly; but the calmer she was, the firmer her refusal was, which immediately made the young man anxious.

"Aren't you looking for Stan?" He said hurriedly, "I just heard some news... In this case, you help me clean and I will tell you the news."

"No," she didn't quite believe that this young man happened to know where Octo was, "I don't have time."

"Why are you so busy?" The thick black eyebrows muttered, "In this case, you can come when you are free."

"Do you really know?"

"I am responsible for communication management," explained the thick black eyebrows. "Several channels on the ship are debugged and maintained by our team. Although I have a day off today, I just asked the team members to inquire, so I have to The speed of getting the news is much faster than others."

Lin Sanjiu thought for a few seconds: "Okay, you say it."

The young man glanced at her and said softly: "Stan may be dead."

"What's going on?" Lin Sanjiu was surprised.

“Previously, a passage near the observation deck was damaged, resulting in a leakage and a fire. We were already in a hurry, and when the fire broke out, several members disappeared and their whereabouts are unknown. From three hours Someone has been organizing search and rescue efforts before, but only two bodies were found, and several others were never found. One of the people who was not found was Stan."

How could an evolved person die in a fire?

This question flashed through Lin Sanjiu's mind, and then her mind was filled with the possibility that "Octo is dead" - after all, he was the one who found Lu Ze now. The only possibility was that if he died, she would be sent into a blind alley again.

She did hear Lu Yan mention that someone was missing, and Octo never came back...

No, she suddenly frowned.

Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell what was wrong. Of course she didn't believe that Octo would die so naturally and easily; but she still vaguely felt that there was something always in front of her, but she always turned a blind eye to it - things were often like this, the more ordinary and upright they were The more things are placed in front of one's eyes, the less likely one is to investigate them.

What is it?

While she was racking her brains, the murmured questions of the thick-black-browed man, "Are you coming? When?" fell on deaf ears; Lin Sanjiu nodded subconsciously, and the young man I breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll hold the vacuum cleaner first," he said with some solicitude, "in case the cleaner comes and takes it away, although I don't think he will come back for a while -"

Yes, it's been several hours and the cleaner hasn't come back. It stands to reason that he lost the vacuum cleaner nearby. He should at least come back and ask if anyone had seen it. It would be too easy to give up after searching for it once... Strangely enough, Lu Yan didn't seem to know that there was one on the ship. Such a cleaner...

Forget it, it shouldn't matter.

But Lin Sanjiu shook her head and got the middle-aged cleaner out of her mind.

Tan Zhang was still searching for her outside. Even though he was wearing a mask, he was not completely evasive. In terms of force, she was actually superior to Tan Zhang and his group; however, once they were entangled with them, they would inevitably stumble and hinder her from doing things. After thinking about it, she actually felt that besides continuing to wait in the room, Go down, it seems that there is no other better way.

"I really wish I could do something instead of just waiting..."

She sighed, got back into the closet, and closed the door. Through the gap in the door's fan blades, her eyes happened to be on the door - as soon as Octo entered the door, she could immediately pounce on her prey like a tiger.

Half an hour later, the door opened, but disappointingly, it was still not Octo who walked in.

The rectangular face seemed to be exhausted by his task. He leaned against the door and let out a long sigh of relief, then shuffled in and poured a glass of water. He drank a few gulps, sat down on Stan's bed, and stretched out his legs.

Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a moment, and then his mind suddenly became bright. Just when she was startled, her elbow accidentally touched something; there was a slight collision in the closet, and the rectangular face suddenly raised its head.

In an instant, Lin Sanjiu had opened the door and turned into a swift shadow and rushed towards him.

With a heavy muffled sound, the rectangular face was caught off guard by her neck and knocked off the edge of the bed; he struggled and kicked hard, his face turned purple, and he asked intermittently: "You...who are you... …Let me go…”

Lin Sanjiu smiled and really let go of one hand.

Just when the rectangular face suddenly swiped his backhand from his waist and took out something, her loosened hand clasped his neck again like lightning. This time, it wasn't just the fingers that closed around his neck; a circle of light shone brightly, reflecting a circle of white near his throat.

The expression on the rectangular face was stagnant, his eyes turned down, staring at the light around his neck, and the hand holding the special item stopped moving.

"Who are you?" He watched Lin Sanjiu get up from him ~IndoMTL.com~ He didn't dare to move for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you attack me?"

"You are really a creature of habit," Lin Sanjiu looked down at him and lightly stepped on his chest with a boot. Both of them had no doubt that as long as she exerted force on her feet at this moment, his sternum would probably break into pieces.

"This is the second time." She continued softly, "The first time I asked you what your name was, you were distracted at the time, and subconsciously, you told me your real name out of habit—— Octo, not the Stan Smith you pretend to be."

The rectangular face remained motionless for a few seconds, and then slowly and tentatively got up. Although he said nothing, the look in his eyes was enough to show that he knew who the person in front of him was.

"Oh," he said dryly.

"The second time, just now..." Lin Sanjiu crossed her arms and glanced at the bed, "You thought there was no one in the room, so you didn't feel alert, and you still sat on your own as usual. on Stan's bed...that is, Stan's bed. It seems that you have just transformed, and you still need some time to adapt to your new identity. Where is your original roommate? Is he dead?"

Octor pursed his lips tightly, his face as smooth as a stone brick.

Lin Sanjiu bent down and looked at his face, which was exactly the same as mine.

"Compared with your roommate, I care more about another person. Tell me, who transformed you? Where is this person now?"