[Fifth Personality] Lost

The short distance from the escape door to the cabin seems to have been extended by more than ten times for Emily now. There were a few times when she wished she could throw away the wooden stick that served as a cane and lie directly on the ground. Forget about falling asleep on the road.But no one knows where she will be thrown when she loses consciousness on this road. She has given everything she can to survive, so how can she give up halfway?

Thinking of this incident, I remembered the madness just now. Some things are obviously beneficial to me, and I have thought about them before doing them, but I will still regret them after I do them-I should think about them at that time, maybe there are other Method.

But now it was a done deal, the soreness all over her body and the tearing pain somewhere reminded her of what she had sacrificed in order to survive, and she couldn't help but began to think about what forced her to take this step.

Soon, she grabbed the name of the culprit from the long list in her mind-Emma Woods.

If it wasn't for her sneaking into the manor several times.

If it wasn't for the task to escort her to escape.

If she hadn't finished dismantling the chairs on the ground, Jack would have had to take her to the basement.

……

Without her, she would have left with Tracey the Mechanic long ago.

Emily, who was desperately looking for reasons for her absurdity, completely lost her mind, and recklessly pushed all the crimes on Emma. Her mind was full of mud, and at this moment, she only had the thought: later, see you Go to Emma Woods once, I want to fly her once!It doesn't matter who advises!Even if you are an enemy of the factory manager, you will not hesitate! !

On the other side, when Jack returned to his residence, his four colleagues greeted him with four identical faces filled with enigmatic writing.

Jack was a little guilty, but after thinking about it, he and Emily did it in the basement. They couldn't have seen it. He coughed dryly and asked, "What's wrong? It's so serious."

Valletta glared at him with hatred eyes, Ben watched his eyes silently look away, and Jack kept laughing like a broken repeater... Finally, Leo sighed and said with difficulty. Open the mouth: "Jack, I actually wanted to say it when you tricked Emily into kissing you last time... You also know that we are regulators and they are escapees. The relationship between us and them is to catch They, let them go, good or bad, this is our job. But if we take advantage of the convenience of our work to... take advantage of other girls, I don't think it's... not good."

Jack was stunned: "How do you know?"

"That's an interesting question," Joke sneered. "It's a basement, not a playground. A man and a woman have been tossing and turning in it for almost two hours. Do you want to tell us that you are talking about life and ideals in it?"

Ben also spoke up: "What's more, when Emily came out... her clothes were disheveled, her hair was disheveled, and she couldn't even walk steadily." It looked like the result of being brutally raped.

Valletta finally couldn't control herself, she opened her eight claws and was about to pounce on Jack: "You are really bullying my goddess! How can you bully my goddess!! I will smother you with spider silk Ah bastard!!!"

Leo winked and asked Chuck and Ben to suppress Valletta from left to right: "Don't say that Emily is voluntary or something. In that case, if she doesn't want to, her life will die." Now, can she not voluntarily?"

Wait... how does this sound like he threatened Emily to be with him...?

June Feixue, it was clearly proposed by Emily!He's just doing good!

He opened his mouth and wanted to defend himself, but before he could say a word, he received disapproving looks from his four colleagues—forget it for Ben Rio Valletta, why does even Joke think so? !

He closed his mouth resentfully, feeling that he was really a dumb eater of Coptis chinensis, unable to express his suffering.

**

When the girl who dismantled the chair was found next to the carnival chair again, Emily's brain was running rapidly, thinking about how to send her to the carnival chair—preferably the two in the basement, so that She knew that those two chairs were really dismantled, no, dropped!

Fortunately, today's supervisor is Jack.

Unfortunately, today's regulator is Jack.

If it was Leo Ben Valletta, she wouldn't even think about sending Emma to the carnival chair, but if it was Jack, she might still have a little room for negotiation—after all, judging from the last reaction, he was right She should be very satisfied.

But it was also what happened last time, she...hadn't figured out how to face Jack yet.

Well, although Jack is very handsome, has a great weapon, is skilled in life, she was in pain at first, but later on she was very happy. No matter how you look at this wave of transactions, she is not losing money...

But she still felt that she was at a loss!

After all, it is not the person who I sincerely delivered, every time I think of it, I will inevitably feel resentment.

But still the same sentence, if it wasn't for Jack, she really couldn't move Emma Woods.

After hesitating for a moment, she turned and ran towards the direction where Jack's figure disappeared.

Doing it once is doing it, and doing it twice is also doing it. Anyway, Jack has a good face, so she treats it as a free duck... Oh no, the other party even posted it upside down.

Jack, who had knocked down a survivor and entered an invisible state, only the petals falling from the rose cane behind him and the red light in front of him showed his existence.

Seeing the petals falling to the ground and disappearing one by one, Emily recalled in a daze the day when he took off a rose petal and put it on her lips, kissed her through the petals, teased her, and finally pushed the petals into her mouth with the tip of his tongue. Smiling, she watched her involuntarily make a swallowing movement, swallowing the petals into her belly.

Seeing her delay in speaking, Jack waved his hand in the air, and a tall figure emerged from the mist.

Emily took a step back subconsciously, no, no, no, she wasn't cowardly, but when she saw Jack, her legs felt weak.

When Jack saw Emily, he also thought of the ecstasy that day.

The two had their own ghosts, looked at each other, and remained silent for a long time.

Time passed by, and Jack took the initiative to break the silence: "Miss Emily came here on purpose, is it just to keep my eyes on each other forever?"

Emily collected her emotions and said in a deep voice, "I want to make a deal with you."

Jack stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "Miss Emily seems to like making deals with me."

His contemptuous tone made Emily a little embarrassed, but it didn't matter, she had done more embarrassing things, and she, Emily, was not someone who would be easily knocked down.

She nodded: "You can say that." She is not an uncle, Ben's deer head is too harsh, and if you stay with him for a long time, you may become nervous if you stay with him for a long time, let alone Valletta... …After much deliberation, it is still the most cost-effective to make a deal with Jack.

Her calmness aroused Jack's interest again—is this girl broken?

"Okay." He readily agreed.

Emily froze for a moment: "Don't you ask what's the matter first?"

Jack smiled subtly: "It will appear that I am not confident enough."

"This matter may embarrass you." Emily emphasized.

Jack stopped talking, and Emily sneered and was about to taunt, when he lowered his voice, and the lazy ending was full of temptation: "If it's too simple, I'm worried that I'll fall for Emily. Miss' worth."

After understanding the sarcasm in his words, Emily's face finally turned pale. She stared at him, her dark eyes seemed to be calm, but there was some kind of hysterical madness: "I want you to take Emma Woods put on the carnival chair and was one of those two in the basement."

"I want her to know that there are really chairs in this world that she can't take apart."

"How about it, are you sure you want to make this deal with me?"

Jack tilted his head: "You know Emma Woods is..."

"I know," Emily interrupted him, and said her guess first, "She is the daughter of Director Leo, right?"

Jack defaults.

"I'm not afraid," Emily wrote fearlessly all over her face, "I'm not afraid of angering Mr. Factory Manager. I know you may not believe it, but I still want to say that as long as I don't try to kill you, none of you will trying to catch me."

Jack looked at her silently for three seconds, then smiled suddenly: "Of course I believe it." He already knew the inside story of what happened last time. If it wasn't for taking away Emma Woods, she would have been with the escapee who can manipulate the puppet. Run away.

"Then what's your answer?" Emily raised her pointed chin, insisting on looking down at him from a height that didn't reach his chest.

"Of course I do as you wish." He leaned forward suddenly, kissed her on the side of the cheek, and said with a smile, "my dear Miss Emily."

"Your desperate gambler-like madness of going bankrupt is fascinating."

Emily followed Jack from a distance, wanting to know how he planned to send Emma Woods to the carnival chair—it was definitely impossible to hit him, and Mr. Factory Manager might find him desperate.

But if you don't get knocked out, how can a person who just wants to tear down a chair when he sees it, sit on it obediently.

It doesn't seem right... Except for Freddie Riley, she has never seen anyone who was let go by the carnival chair come back alive, and according to him, the place where the carnival chair fell is the hell on earth, He struggled to get back... Could it be that Jack sent the factory manager's precious daughter underground, or that hell on earth, wouldn't the factory manager go all out with him?

Thinking about it, she raised her hand to touch the place on her face where Jack had kissed. Although she was only touched by the mask, she still... wiped it hard with the back of her hand, and her face was blushed.

It was not difficult to find Miss Emma Woods, the sound of her tearing down chairs was the most distinctive sound in the manor.

Probably because he knew she was following, Jack walked unhurriedly all the way, waving his hand from time to time to release the invisible state, so that she would not be unable to keep up if he accelerated.

Soon, Jack found Emma next to a carnival chair that was about to fall apart. He turned his head and glanced at Emily who had stopped and was watching behind a ruined wall from the corner of his eye, and chuckled. With a sound, he squatted down beside Emma.

Emily squinted her eyes, she remembered that Jack never accommodated her height and squatted down in front of her.

Probably the dismantling of the chair was coming to an end, and Jack easily attracted Emma's attention. Of course, his unique appearance was enough to arouse Emma's curiosity.

Emily saw Emma reaching out to lift Jack's mask, and was about to frown when Jack raised his hand and calmly separated her bear paws.

Afterwards, without knowing what he said, Emma happily picked up the toolbox and burrowed into the nearby ruins.

Jack also stood up, and seemed to give Emily a "follow up" look from his side, before he started to chase after him slowly.

How can he catch Emma if he wants to perform in front of her?Emily followed in a daze.

There are obvious footprints on the road, and Jack found Emma's hiding place without any effort - a dark red locker. He opened the door, and at the same time took out a balloon to tie Emma up, and led her around the manor Take a walk.

Emily was dumbfounded: This, this is so meow...? ? ?

Emma didn't know what it meant to be tied up with a balloon. She yelled all the way and was so excited that she pointed to one side to let Jack pass, and then pointed to the other side to let Jack pass. Jack was also very obedient, and she pointed east She never goes west, she points north and never goes south.

This treatment... is really more popular than people.Emily pouted.

After finally waiting for the eldest lady to have enough fun, Jack finally led her to the basement.

The feeling of excitement spread from the bottom of her feet to the top of her head. Emily suppressed her excitement, followed her into the basement, and poked her head out to watch Jack tie Emma to a chair that was slightly different from other carnival chairs. Waiting with great anticipation for the moment when the carnival chair will be activated.

And Emma was still talking to Jack unconsciously: "Sitting on this chair, can I really have a wonderful journey?"

Jack smiled and replied, "Of course it is true."

"Where is the end of the journey?"

"You'll know when you get there," he said mysteriously, "I promise you'll love it there."

"Will I see you again, Mr. Mask."

"We shall meet again, Miss Emma Woods."

"You said you've been in this manor for a long time?"

"Yes."

"Then have you ever seen a beautiful doctor sister?"

"Doctor?" Jack raised his voice slightly, and glanced in the direction of the stairwell.

"Yes, she looks like an angel when she smiles, and I call her Sister Angel." Emma said innocently, "Oh, I remembered, her name seems to be Emily Dale."

"I seem to have a little impression." Jack is very good at coaxing children, "then what do you want to do with her?"

"If you can see her again, can you tell her for me that I miss her? I haven't seen her for a long time, and I don't go out every day."

"of course can."

"Hey, the chair moved."

"Yes, your journey is about to begin."

"Goodbye, Mr. Mask."

"Goodbye, Miss Emma Woods."

……

Watching the revolving carnival chair slowly sinking into the ground, Emily, who could hear their conversation clearly, came out from the stairwell. The dancing flames beside her reflected her expressionless face. On and off.

Jack looked at the mess on the ground, and said with some regret: "Leo's daughter likes you very much."

Emily didn't answer, just said: "When the game is over, I will wait for you at the escape door."

Not long after Emily walked out of the basement, the escape door was switched on—they lost too much time, even if there was only one survivor left, they successfully unlocked all the codes and escaped.

She stood in front of the open escape door, and it wasn't long before the invisible Jack came with his signature red light and rose petals.

Forcibly suppressing the tension in her heart, Emily pretended not to care and asked, "Where are you going this time?"

Jack stretched out his arms to hug her, looked left and right, casually placed her on the ruins beside him, lifted his mask and bowed his head to kiss her.

Emily raised her hand to cover his mouth, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak clearly: "Just, just, just here...here?!"

"Why?" He rolled his eyes with a smile, and asked jokingly, "Is Miss Emily scared?"

Emily is not fooled by the simplest method of provocation.

He pulled her hands down, kissed them one by one, and then stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick her fingertips.

The numb feeling was transmitted from the nerve endings to the brain, and Emily felt weak all over, and discussed with him in a low voice: "At least find a sheltered place..."

"There are only two of us left on this estate, as you know," he said. "You needn't be alarmed."

As for whether there are people watching outside the manor, it is beyond his control.

"but……"

"Miss Emily, do you know that I did this today, and when I go back, Director Leo will be furious at me?" He raised his eyes, and his crooked eyes seemed to have the power to deceive people, "Equivalent exchange, Ai Miss Millie."

When he mentioned "equivalent exchange", Emily felt that she was not qualified to refuse, after all, she was the one who proposed the deal.

After struggling for a moment, she hugged Jack's neck: "Okay...but you can't mess with my hair anymore." She went back with her hair disheveled like last time, but Tracy was terrified.

"As per your order, Her Lady Queen."

He called her Her Majesty Queen respectfully, but he unbuttoned her frivolously and pulled down her skirt.

Originally, it was for the purpose of proving himself that he had to act in an open place, but when he thought that there might be onlookers in the distance, he changed the angle and used his body to cover most of Emily.

The author has something to say:

You may not believe it, I drove in these two chapters until I got motion sickness.

This car can't stop at such a high speed, I have welded the door to death, and no one can get out of the car! ! !

By the way, I don’t know if you can understand Emily’s mood. In fact, she also knows that she is venting her anger. The blame rests on Emma.

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