Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Little Lonicera's eyes trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes unconsciously, like a child who has done something wrong.

He was silent.

However, after a while of silence, he burst out laughing.

"I did it."

Lian Qiao was taken aback.

Liandong raised his eyes, and there was a kind of calmness that didn't match his age on his childish face: "I was the one who sprinkled sand on the stairs, causing them to fall. It increased the death toll."

He said "increase the death toll", not "kill them".Because hungry ghosts come out to kill people.

However, if he didn't do this, maybe Little Apple wouldn't be the only one who survived.

Lian Qiao had already figured this out in a flash.He glanced into the living room subconsciously, and saw Little Apple sitting far away at the other end of the living room, lowering his head and fiddling with the gauze on his arm, probably because the gauze was wrapped too tightly for her to feel uncomfortable.

Lian Qiao confirmed that she didn't notice this, and put the little honeysuckle on the edge of the sink.I was still washing the cup, as if nothing had happened.He asked softly, "Why?"

"Because they will attack us one day. It starts with you, and then me." Little Honeysuckle's legs hung down from the edge of the pool table, but the short legs did not dangle, but were quietly closed together, showing A calmness different from that of a child.

Hearing this, Lian Qiao had a complicated look on his face.He stared at the water flowing under the faucet, and was speechless for a moment.

Little Lonicera raised her head, looked at him and said, "There are only two of us left, isn't it good?"

Lian Qiao: "What about Little Apple? Do you still want to attack her?"

Little Honeysuckle's eyes flashed, as if being stung by something.He didn't speak any more, he lowered his head and looked at his short legs.

Seeing him like this, Lian Qiao knew that he couldn't bear it after all.But he would secretly kill other people, which Lian Qiao never expected.

The Xu Rendong he knew was like a priest sitting alone among the rose bushes with a Bible in his hand, his words and deeds unconsciously revealed the temperament of a martyr.How could someone like him kill all his teammates for the reason of "strike first"?

No, he didn't even do it himself, he killed someone with a knife!

He deliberately set a trap to increase the difficulty of the dungeon, and killed his teammates with the help of ghosts!

If Lian Qiao was not clever and keen, his trick would not even be noticed!

And he obviously realized this, so he put sleeping pills in the milk, so that Lian Qiao slept until dawn all night, and failed to hear his teammates calling for help.

What a... what a meticulous and... vicious plan.

- That's right.Liandong's actions are almost vicious!

Little Apple has been kept in the dark until now, and even thankful that Little Lonicera, who is a key player, did not have any accidents.

As soon as Lian Qiao read this, he felt his heart ache as if being clenched.

Since when did Liandong become such a person?

He knew that Ren Dong wanted to live, to live with him, but...

But wouldn't this lose the bottom line of being a human being?

He couldn't blame Lonicera for that.But deep disappointment and anxiety welled up in his heart, and he even felt a little scared.

Could it be that Lonicera has been disguising herself all along, and has not revealed it until now?

Seriously, if in the nesting doll dungeon, Lian Dong regards human life like this, then maybe he...wouldn't fall in love with Lian Dong at all.

He doesn't love a martyr, doesn't want Lonicera to sacrifice himself for others.Perhaps his affection for Lonicera originated from appearance, but what really moved him was the moral bottom line that Lonicera adhered to in desperation.

That is something far more magnificent than the appearance of honeysuckle.

But now...

The cup in his hand had already been rinsed clean, but Lian Qiao was still staring blankly at the water flow, forgetting to turn off the tap.

Little Honeysuckle tilted her head and looked at him, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a hint of self-mockery and sadness appeared on her immature face.

"Among us, there is always one who wants to be the bad guy." Little Honeysuckle said with a smile, "I don't want you to be bad. So... let me be the bad guy this time."

Even Qiao's chest was bitter, and even the tip of his tongue was slightly numb.However, when he heard this sentence, he suddenly raised his head as if he had noticed something.

……this time?

There was a sudden flash of light in my mind, and many things flashed through at once.However, the next second——

"Well!"

Lian Qiao trembled violently as if struck by lightning.He didn't care that the water droplets on his hands were still dry, he subconsciously covered his head, his face full of pain.

Liandong was shocked: "What's wrong with you?"

Lian Qiao bit her lip, as if trying to endure the pain, but shook her head.

Honeysuckle got up from the edge of the pool, trying to reach out to him.I never thought that the balance function of the body that had just turned three years old was extremely poor. When he got up, his chubby body shook and fell off the edge of the pool!

"Be careful!" Lian Qiao's pupils shrank, and he instinctively reached out to catch him.

The fleshy little body fell into his arms, and he embraced him firmly.Lian Qiao hugged him tightly as if he was afraid, and kept blaming him: "Can you be careful! How old are you! Don't make such dangerous moves! Be careful! If I don't catch you—— "

He scolded Lonicera like a cannonball, and the little Lonicera froze for a moment.After hesitating for a moment, he still raised his little hand, touched his head lightly, and asked cautiously, "Does your head still hurt?"

This time, even Joe was stunned.

He finally realized belatedly that Liandong hurriedly got up from the pool because she was worried about him and was eager to comfort him.

Lian Qiao felt inexplicably sore and swollen in his heart, and couldn't tell what it felt like.

He sighed and said, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Little Honeysuckle heaved a sigh of relief, and asked again: "Why do you have a headache? Look at you, it hurts very badly."

Lian Qiao: "I don't know... it happens occasionally recently."

Little Honeysuckle frowned.If there was any substance in his face, his pink face wrinkled into a deep old orange, and he looked a little naive.

Lian Qiao couldn't help laughing, rubbed his hair and said, "It's all right, maybe it's just a migraine."

"..." Little Honeysuckle frowned, and was about to speak, but suddenly raised her eyes, and her eyes changed slightly.

"What are you doing?" Little Apple's voice came from behind.

Lian Qiao turned around and saw Little Apple walking towards here with her gauze-wrapped arms in her arms.She looked at Little Honeysuckle in surprise, and then at Lian Qiao: "Why did you make such a big noise after eating breakfast...Have you finished eating?"

Lian Qiao coughed, and then remembered that the breakfast was still hot on the boiler.In order to prevent Little Apple from getting suspicious, he stretched out his hand to pinch Little Honeysuckle's chubby face, and said with a smile: "Isn't this son so cute, I couldn't help but kissed him a few times."

Little Apple: "..." The dungeon is not a place outside the law!Do you know that you are going to be arrested like this!

There was an indescribable expression on her face, she shook her head and walked away again.

Lian Qiao turned to make breakfast.Little Lonicera stood behind him, looking up at his busy back, her eyes were deep and complicated, as if she had a thousand words, she couldn't say them.

Even Joe prepared breakfast, brought it to the table, but couldn't eat it.

The reason is very simple - who can sit and eat without changing face in front of corpses all over the floor!

"Why didn't the corpse be wiped away this time..." Lian Qiao felt the smell of blood rushing to his nostrils. He covered his nose with disgust on his face, "How can people eat this?"

Liandong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, so he could only say dryly: "I don't know."

Little Apple said: "The previous corpses were dragged away by the hungry ghosts, this time there may be too many dead, the hungry ghosts can't eat it, so..." She glanced at the messy corpses all over the ground, and couldn't help but turn her head. Feeling cold, he touched his arm and said, "You won't cheat at night, will you?"

"It's impossible to cheat a corpse, but I'm afraid they will all turn into ghosts." Little Lonicera was finally able to speak.

Lian Qiao sighed.

At this moment, a person came up and down the stairs, and it was the sleepy-eyed dean.

The three of them looked at the dean in unison, with a surge of curiosity in their hearts, wondering how the dean would react when he saw this corpse.

Unexpectedly, the dean just said helplessly why you made the downstairs so messy.Then he calmly picked up the broom and swept all the body parts into the trash can.

The blood on the ground was also mopped by her, as if she was not dealing with the murder scene, but doing ordinary housework.

"I'm afraid the dean is blind..." Little Apple was dumbfounded.

"Probably the dungeon adjusted itself to make her feel that all this is reasonable." Lian Qiao said, "After all, she is getting older every day, and she doesn't think there is anything wrong."

Having said that, as if thinking of something, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the second floor.

"By the way, Lonicera." He immediately turned around and asked Little Lonicera, "Does your orphanage have a curfew or something? Why do you lock the door at night?"

Liandong said: "The curfew is not necessary, but after all, we are all children, the principal does not let us go to bed too late."

"Will that lock all the rooms?"

Liandong thought for a while, then shook her head.

"Then it seems that locking the door is a private setting in the dungeon." Lian Qiao fell into deep thought, "Why is this? Could it be..."

Little Apple's eyes lit up: "Do they know that there will be ghosts at night?"

Lian Qiao nodded and said, "I think so too. Since they will lock the door, does it mean that if they appear in front of the hungry ghost, the ghost will also attack them?"

Liandong was taken aback when he heard the words.

Even Joe fell silent after saying this, not knowing what he was thinking.

Little Apple was surprised: "Why don't you two talk anymore?"

Lian Qiao glanced at Lonicera, and smiled wryly: "You also thought of it?"

Honeysuckle nodded.

Seeing their flirtatious glances, Little Apple instantly became angry. He patted the table and said, "Can you two stop playing charades? You two have a tacit understanding, but I don't have any with you! I'm the only one left with so many teammates, can you cherish me?" Don't feed me dog food every day?!"

Liandong: "..." I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.

Lian Qiao: "..." Don't your hands hurt when you slap the table like this?

The two looked at each other awkwardly.Lian Qiao coughed and said, "No, we didn't intend to show affection, it's just that this situation is a bit... um..."

But Little Lonicera said: "Don't worry about me. Tell me."

Lian Qiao seemed to be unable to bear it: "Are you sure?"

Honeysuckle nodded.

Lian Qiao sighed and looked at Little Apple: "Okay, then I'll tell you..."

Little Apple: "..." Damn, this expression of "I'll tell you mercifully because you're mentally retarded" is really annoying.

If I hadn't been seriously injured, I would have killed you on the spot, believe it or not?

The author has something to say:

Quick, before I update, use your little brains to think about what Lian Qiao and the others thought~

Do you really want to beat me to death?