I'm just acting like a pervert, I'm actually a good prisoner

Knock——

Knock——

Knock——

Three polite and restrained knocks sounded three meters away from the two people who fell to the ground.

The cold air rushed into John's trachea violently again, causing him to cover his neck and cough dryly.

Perhaps because of the movement in the house, the person outside stopped knocking on the door, and as if he had left, the silence outside the door returned.

The experience of near death filled the heart of this young man who had lived a privileged life since childhood with fear. Even though he had survived, he was still coughing and trying his best to escape from Xie Qi.

Xie Qi didn't pay attention to his movements, but turned his head to look outside the door.

The knocks seemed like an illusion, which only stayed for a while and then disappeared.

But the two people inside the door knew that the person outside the door was still there, but didn't make a sound.

Who could it be?

Xie Qi retracted his gaze and fell on the brown-haired young man who was already one meter away from him.

"You... cough cough... can't kill me..."

The low and hoarse voice squeezed out a short sentence, and even John realized that the sound of this decibel could not be heard by the people outside the door.

This was his only hope of being rescued.

Seeing John's face twisted in order to survive, Xie Qi tilted his head, and a sense of evil taste surged from nowhere in his heart.

He leaned down and whispered in the ear of the young man who was trembling all over because of his approach: "I can spare your life, as long as you can let the people outside hear your cry for help, how about it?"

"!"

John's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that Xie Qi really wanted to let him go.

There was no time to laugh at his naivety. John tried his best to suppress the urge to cough. After swallowing his saliva several times, he immediately opened his mouth to ask for help.

"He...!"

Before the word HELP came out, the sound of bones breaking came in advance.

"Ah, really, I saw you didn't answer me, and I thought you didn't want to."

Xie Qi had a look of regret on his face, and took back his hand from the neck of the young man who had stopped breathing.

"Next time, remember to answer well when someone asks you questions."

But the person he advised could no longer hear his words.

Xie Qi smiled slightly, but suddenly froze.

Because he found that his behavior of teasing John just now seemed to be no different from Ivan who used a gun to tease others and finally shot someone's head in the end.

He lowered his head and observed his right hand that was not stained with blood. It still looked white and clean, but just now, he used it to take a person's life.

Since waking up, both the system in his brain and Luo Chi Kezhi and others told him that this was just a game world, the people here were not real people, and what happened was just a game plot.

In such a place that is no different from the real world, especially the world he lives in, even if he believes this set of rhetoric on the surface, he still doubts it in his heart.

This is also the reason why he did not move casually here. No matter what the circumstances, killing someone with one's own hands will profoundly change a person.

Even in the game, this real touch is no different from reality. All the player's feelings are real. This is not something that can be dismissed as just a game.

Just like in computer games, some bloody and violent games will be reported by people for affecting children's physical and mental health.

What's more, this virtual game that can form a complete world, which is completely beyond the technological level in Xie Qi's mind, has a stronger impact on people.

Once he has experienced the pleasure of fighting violence with violence in the virtual world, and then returned to reality with this experience, can he still pretend to be indifferent and resume his previous life?

The human corpse that fell to one side with its head greatly tilted to the right seemed to confirm this.

He could still feel the warm touch in his hand just now, the beating of the pulse...

The eyes that changed from fear to surprise, and finally returned to fear...

The drooping black hair blocked Xie Qi's eyes.

The person outside the door seemed to be waiting for something, still acting as a polite guest, as quiet as if he didn't exist.

Hehe, hehe...

Silent laughter, raised corners of the mouth, everything was going on in silence.

Xie Qi put his hands on his eyes, not wanting his emotions to be seen by others, although he seemed to be the only living person in the room now.

The hot liquid warmed his eyes through his hands, and he trembled all over, unable to stop the excitement from his heart.

What is this feeling?

It's too good, right?

Why didn't he know it before?

Could it be that Ivan, the other half of himself.

Has he always experienced this feeling?

When Xie Qi thought of this, he was inexplicably interested in Ivan.n felt jealous.

But now was not the time to think about these things. There was an uninvited guest outside the door who needed to be dealt with. The owner of the house had returned to heaven, and the remains left behind needed to be dealt with by him.

Just as Xie Qi put down his hand, stood up on one leg, and half-knelt on the ground.

Suddenly, a vibration sounded in the house.

That was the sound coming from John. It was obvious that someone had called.

There was a corpse in the house, and there was a waiting phone on the corpse. There was a thing standing outside the door that was not sure whether it was a human or a ghost.

Xie Qi stopped for a second, stood up first, then walked to John, leaned down and took out the phone from him.

After leaving the ground, the vibration of the phone became smaller. Xie Qi did not expect the person outside to leave on his own after not hearing the movement in the house. He was ready to deal with the matter in front of him first and then deal with the other party.

The thumb pressed the call button.

There was a silence.

Just as Xie Qi was about to hang up, a chuckle came from the other side.

Xie Qi raised his eyebrows at the familiar voice in the strangeness.

"Five little ducks went swimming one day, over the hill and far away...."

(One day, five little ducks went swimming, crossed the high mountains and walked into the distance...)

In the stagnant air, a strange nursery rhyme suddenly came from the opposite side.

The man's tone was frivolous and cheerful, and the simple words jumped one after another, which could almost make people think of a child playing and humming.

"Mother duck said..." (Mother duck said...)

"QUACK, QUACK, QUACK, QUACK!" (Quack, quack, quack, quack!)

The imitation of the mother duck's call seemed to make this person feel interesting, and he laughed a few times after singing this sentence.

As long as it is a nursery rhyme that children in the United States are very familiar with - "Five Little Ducks", Xie Qi doesn't need to think about it carefully, he knows what the other party will sing next.

Sure enough, the other party continued to hum:

“But only four little ducks…”

The melody was swaying, and my thoughts sank into chaos.

Xie Qi opened his mouth, his voice trembling, and the two voices inside and outside the phone overlapped, making it impossible to tell you from me.

“…came back.”

“Hehehe!”