The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Ding Yiqing was so generous that he ordered a batch of musical instruments specially for everyone, rehearsed in advance, and finally unanimously selected Cen Jin as the lead singer.

Cen Jin pursed his lips, couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth, and put his elbow on Ding Yiqing's abdomen: "I'm amazed by my singing voice. It's not me. I'm the runner-up in the song king competition every year on a street in the East and West District of Xinhai City."

Ding Yiqing plucked his accompaniment guitar for a while, and looked at Cen Jin when he heard this: "Who are you sponsoring by the organizer?"

"Your words don't mean anything to me. Let me tell you clearly that I am participating in this competition fairly and fairly. Not only do I not know the organizers, but even the judges and audience have nothing to do with me. There are more than a hundred contestants."

Cen Jin pointed at himself with a thumbs up: "I, the king of singers."

The huddled Huang Mao secretly hid his face when he heard the words, could it be that his singing voice was bad because he was not confident enough?Actually has the potential to become a singer?

Cen Jin shook his shoulders and left humming a little tune.

Boss Long passed by and revealed the truth: "He participated in the singing group of the Community Cultural Friendship Competition. The community sponsors and the jury have the best relationship with him. The secret operation was to award him the runner-up. It happened that the next door reported the larger Singing King Competition , Misunderstood the list of winners or something, anyway, the award was awarded to Cen Jin by accident, and he refused to return the certificate and award afterwards, bought it at a high price, and often took it out to pretend to be bullying."

Ding Yiqing's focus is unusual: "Where did he get the money?"

Boss Long: "I borrowed it from Wu Yujie." He shook his head, saying that Cen Jin had spent all his savings to buy certificates and trophies: "It's gone bankrupt."

Ding Yiqing raised his eyes and looked at Cen Jin who was running ahead. He was hooking shoulders with Wu Yujie at the moment, bouncing around with his little curly yellow hair, like a walking lemon, with instant noodles on his head.

After giving the pass, Cen Jin, who ran to the cruise ship, lay down on the side of the ship and waved to Ding Yiqing at the port. When someone came up, he grabbed his arm and squeezed towards the crowded deck.

There are about 1000 people on this luxury cruise ship. The deck is not the crew, and the waiters on board are tourists. The front of the deck is the blue sea, and the cab is behind it.

Cen Jin dragged Ding Yiqing to the front of the deck. Because of the crowd, the two got very close. Ding Yiqing could smell the hair dye on Cen Jin's head, which was a bit pungent.

After smelling it for a long time, I get used to it, and I can vaguely distinguish another fresh smell mixed in the smell of hair dye, which is the smell of washing powder.

Cen Jin turned his face slightly to one side, looked at the cab and said, "That's the landing pad. I heard from the crew that there will be good cargo for Fantastic Night."

A team of sailors passed by in front to clear the way, causing the crowd to rush to the rear like waves. Cen Jin had to retreat to a tighter corner. Ding Yiqing supported his shoulders, and the two got closer.

At this time, the roar of a helicopter 'da da' came from the sky. A heavy-duty helicopter with twin engines and single blade was suspended above the apron, hanging a huge container.

Some crew members ran to the tarmac, pushed the container away quickly, and the helicopter flew away. After a while, two or three helicopters came, and some celebrities and dignitaries with familiar faces came down.

The crowd on the deck dispersed one after another. Boss Long and the others went to the cabin to find a room and familiarize themselves with the cruise ship by the way. It was not until dusk that the last helicopter landed on the apron.

A middle-aged man got off the plane, with blond hair and blue eyes, handsome appearance and elegant demeanor, his eyes casually glanced at Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing on the side of the deck, and turned to the cabin without staying too long.

"That's the owner of the cruise ship. His name is Nolen. I don't know his surname. He is a well-known real estate developer and financier in New York. He has close contacts with the Kroll family and has good friends with mafia all over the world."

Ding Yiqing spoke next to Cen Jin's ear, and his breath sprayed on his ear, itching so much that Cen Jin shrank his shoulders, and subconsciously stepped to the side, but was trapped in place because of the shoulders being hooped.

Ding Yiqing didn't seem to notice his embarrassment, and continued to whisper mission-related information: "The helicopter that landed just now, the first woman in a red dress to come out is Mrs. Leadman, and one of their regular upper circles calls her 'Bloody Bloody' Mary' reborn.

The young gentleman who came out of the second plane was called Robin. His nickname was 'Iron Hook', which originated from his left hand that was bitten off by a hound in childhood. The iron hook was installed on his disabled left hand.

The hunchbacked man who came out of the third plane was called Rocky. Just like his name, God of Lies, he never showed his real name and appearance to others. So far, no one knows what he looks like.

The three of them plus Noren are all the 'hosts' of the fantasy night. The first three have hosted previous fantasy nights, and this year it is Noren's turn.

No one is more aware of the operating procedures and real purpose of 'Fantasy Night' than they—”

"I'll try to find a way to get close to Nuo Lun tonight to find out the news." Cen Jin interrupted Ding Yiqing, pushed his hand away with his shoulder, and walked forward while pinching his fingers: "Li Daoyi hacked into their internal computer to find the program schedule, I remember that the performance of the music festival was scheduled at 5:[-] p.m. and ended at [-]:[-] p.m. Our band came out at [-]:[-] p.m. and only gave [-] minutes to perform... Although winning or losing is not our goal, we can’t be too perfunctory, I I don't want to be kicked off the ship halfway.

Having said that, the cruise ship arranges two programs, one is open to ordinary tourists, and the other is only for celebrities and dignitaries. The latter has an extra late-night program: Fantasy Night. "

Ding Yiqing clenched his fists, the palms and fingertips seemed to still have a warm breath, tilted his head slightly, and stared at Cen Jin's back with heavy eyes, thinking that Cen Jin talked a lot of nonsense today, and his attitude was not very natural.

"I know, Li Daoyi said it."

"Told you too?"

Cen Jin rubbed his nose, thinking rightly, don't look at Ding Yiqing who is usually gentle, elegant and easy to talk, but actually in a position of controlling the overall situation, of course the desire to control will not be obvious, but he will let the Others get involved and in the end have to act his way.

At the beginning of working together, he didn't like Ding Yiqing.

Cen Jin's personality is loose and free, and he is also a person who likes to make up his mind. Meeting Ding Yiqing, who is gentle on the surface but stubborn in reality, is like the tip of a needle against a wheat awning. get along.

Cen Jin waved his hand: "Then it seems that you have other plans, let me know when you need teamwork."

After speaking, he put his hands in his pockets and kicked and stomped off the deck.

Non-interference is the way they live in peace. Of course, Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing will not refuse teamwork, but most missions require investigation in the early stage, and the team is basically divided into different groups, each showing their special abilities.

The two survey paths are completely different, so there is not much overlap.

Ding Yiqing looked back at the red sun sinking down on the sea level, the last gleam of afterglow disappeared completely, the cruise ship suddenly lit up bright lights, melodious music floated from the concert hall, and the noisy voices were faintly revealed. This is where the night begins.

Ding Yiqing rubbed her fingers and walked towards the guest room.

There are two guest rooms, one at the bow and one at the stern. The guest room at the bow has four floors, while the guest room at the stern has only three floors.Cen Jin and their guest rooms are assigned to the second floor of the bow guest room area. The upper third and fourth floors are mainly the residences of celebrities and dignitaries. The only presidential suite is occupied by the host of the annual Fantasy Night, so this year it is Noren’s second residence. The three-story presidential suite.

Ding Yiqing went to the guest room area on the second floor, the not-so-spacious corridor was very quiet, the sound insulation effect of the room was good, and the carpet was almost everywhere, covering the cabin and corridor.

The speed of the ship increased, the intensity of the shaking increased, Ding Yiqing's pace gradually slowed down, his breathing slowed down, his cane fell on the carpet, and he made no sound. In the dead silence, he vaguely heard the roar and rushed over.

Ding Yiqing reacted quickly, and immediately turned sideways, with his back against the wall, and looked behind him calmly. There were oil paintings of portraits hanging on both sides of the corridor, and at the end was an empty wall covered with red wallpaper. At first glance, it seemed that there was a lot of blood mixed with broken limbs gushes out.

Holding the cane tightly, Ding Yiqing did not relax at all, and continued to stare at the wall at the end. For a second, two seconds...the wall suddenly swelled up a big bag, like the shape of a baby dancing and pushing the belly up in the belly of a pregnant woman.

Just try it out, and the big bag will disappear.

After a while, three or four large bumps suddenly appeared on the wall, revealing the silhouette of a roaring human face.

The big bag suddenly disappeared, the wall was extremely smooth, and in the next moment, a ferocious face moved quickly along the cabin wall, and appeared in the blink of an eye on the wall behind Ding Yiqing, stretching out his hands and opening his mouth, trying to catch Ding Yiqing It bites off.

Ding Yiqing raised his cane and whipped his outstretched hands. He raised his fist and quickly hit the bulging head on the wall with a force that didn't match his face. He hit the head again and again with extreme ruthlessness. Sliding out a sharp dagger from inside, he waved it lightly between his fingers, and cut open the wall in two or three strokes, but found nothing unusual inside.

Then large bumps appeared on the ground, the top of the head, and the side walls, attacking Ding Yiqing respectively.

Although Ding Yiqing was able to handle it with ease, he still couldn't get out of the predicament for a while, until his elbow slammed against the door of the guest room and made a loud noise, someone twisted open the door and shouted outside: "Who the hell is arguing outside! Go back to the room and have sex—"

Facing Ding Yiqing's eyes and the dagger and cane in his hand, the person who opened the guest room door and scolded was suddenly dumbfounded, slamming the door, locking it, and wrapping the bed sheet in one go.

Ding Yiqing frowned slightly, but heard the door of the guest room behind him being opened, and Cen Jin asked, "You were attacked?"

He didn't look back, but subconsciously looked at the walls on both sides and at the end. He was slashed by a dagger and punched out of the potholes. The most important thing was that the wallpaper was not the red color he had just seen, and there were no oil paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor.

Cen Jin leaned against the door with folded arms, and said firmly, "You've been tricked."

Ding Yiqing walked towards him, glanced at the house number: "Shall we live in a room?"

"Two people share a standard room, there is no way, the cruise ship arranged it." Cen Jin let Ding Yiqing in, and then glanced at the ends of the corridor. accordion.

"Hi, my name is Patrick, I like to be called Pat, soloist and lead singer of the band."

"Cen Jin, the lead singer of the band." Cen Jin had no intention of being close, nodded and smiled, and closed the door.

Pat didn't care. He shrugged and carried the accordion on his shoulders to find something to eat. When he turned around and saw the mottled and messy corridor, he was stunned: "Could the riots that happened on the cruise ship in the movie also appear in reality?"

Hearing the calm outside, Cen Jin pulled out his chair and sat down. He leaned his chin against the back of the chair and looked at Ding Yiqing. After making sure that he was not injured, he whistled: "Not even a single strand of hair is messed up. Let's hit him again some other day?"

Ding Yiqing found the first-aid kit in the cabin, sprayed alcohol on the back of his hands to disinfect, and briefly described what happened in the corridor just now: "I don't think it's a hallucination, but mental pollution is certain.

Unexpected and unusual, I'm afraid this task will not be that simple. "

Cen Jin snorted and said, "Do you know what interesting scene I saw when I came back?"

Ding Yiqing fixed his eyes on him when he heard the words, and asked after thinking for a moment: "Is it related to the container that fell on the tarmac?"

"Smart." Cen Jin snapped his fingers, pointed his toes on the ground, and swayed the chair left and right, with the little curly hair dangling back and forth, which was particularly eye-catching. "At the end of this floor, turn left, turn right again, and pass through an empty hall. There is only one room at the end of the opposite corridor. There is a freight elevator on one side of the hall. The container is transported into the room opposite the hall by the freight elevator .

I watched it secretly. There are countless surveillance cameras in the hall, and there are guards guarding the room. When I opened the door, I saw many identical containers in the room.

An accident happened when the container was pushed into the room. Something hit it inside, and there was a sound of clanging water. The thing was so strong that the container was almost not knocked over. Several guards ran over to support it to stabilize it. "

Ding Yiqing: "The things imprisoned inside may be related to Fantastic Night."

Cen Jin: "It's 100% related. But you were attacked, now there are more things to pay attention to. Why did you attack? What is that thing? What does it have to do with the cruise ship? What does it have to do with Fantastic Night and the organizer?"

Ding Yiqing: "I'm going to Fantastic Night tonight."

"Then I'll find a way to sneak into the container room and check it out." After a pause, Cen Jin was suddenly surprised: "How can you enter the fantasy night?"

Ding Yiqing: "I found someone to obtain the identity of a beast trainer."

"...Fuck." Cen Jin stared at Ding Qingqing with a strange expression, and asked, leaning on the back of the chair, "Where did you get these three-educated skills? They didn't suspect that you were fishing?"

The main thing is that Ding Yiqing's temperament does not look like a criminal, how can people believe him?

Ding Yiqing said gently: "Money is reasonable, if you do these two things well, there is nothing you can't do in the world."

He can understand money, but as for reasoning... "The reasoning with fists?"

"Occasionally it takes a little unconventional means to get my point across."

Cen Jin stared at Ding Yiqing's gentle smiling face, shook the non-existent goosebumps on his arms, and got up to take a bath.

There was a sound of splashing water, and a figure looming through the frosted glass, Ding Yiqing sat sideways, looking down at the fine wounds on the back of his hand, like an ascetic monk meditating.

Late spring is about to enter summer, and the weather is already a bit hot, but the sea has a large temperature difference between day and night, and the heat during the day is completely dissipated, so it shouldn't feel stuffy.

Ding Yiqing thought so.

Out of the corner of his eye, Cen Jin caught a glimpse. He had already changed in the bathroom. He was wearing a black shirt and jeans of the same color. There was a huge skull on the back of the shirt, and the front collar was cut low, exposing his chest and collarbone.

A black leather Choker is worn around the neck, and a silver bullet is hung, hanging in the middle of the collarbone.

Walking out barefoot, wet footprints were left on the carpet, Cen Jin didn't care, slumped on the soft bed, rummaged through the suitcase to find high-heeled Martin boots to put on, and threaded the shoelaces slowly and impatiently , Tie shoelaces.

After a lot of tossing, the shoelaces went through the wrong hole. He pulled it again and it was completely messed up. He had to take it apart and put it on again. This was a big project for Cen Jin who was impatient to do meticulous work.

His eyes widened, as if struck by lightning in disbelief, he seemed a little aggrieved.

Ding Yiqing laughed out loud, and Cen Jin raised his head sensitively and stared at him.

Ding Yiqing: "Did you buy new shoes?"

Cen Jin was sullen: "Wu Yujie recommended it, she said rock and roll requires appropriate clothing."

Ding Yiqing put on the disposable gloves she found out from somewhere, and walked towards this side: "Choker too?"

"What?" Cen Jin followed his gaze and touched the collar on his neck, nodded and said, "It's a little tight, it's not comfortable."

"pretty."

Ding Yiqing squatted down on one knee, put Cen Jin's feet on his knees, and helped him remove the shoelaces and re-tie them. It was very stable and fast like threading a needle, and it was like a mess in Cen Jin's hands, and it fell into his hands. Submissive post.

It wasn't until the laces of both shoes were tied that Cen Jin murmured, "Actually, I can take off my shoes."

Ding Yiqing paused for a moment, and seemed to have just thought of the possibility, smiled, took off his gloves and said, "I've done everything."

After speaking, he stopped in front of Cen Jin, stopped for a few seconds, turned around and went to the bathroom with his clothes, and soon there was the sound of water rushing.

Cen Jin fiddled with the tied shoelaces, turned his head to look at Ding Yiqing in the bathroom, the water vapor permeated the frosted glass, Ding Yiqing was so white that it was almost impossible to see the figure clearly, but he just looked at it for a long time.

My mind was empty, I didn't think about anything, and suddenly I heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, and then I came back to my senses, and then I saw Ding Yiqing with long wet hair coming out, wearing a shirt and trousers, with bare collarbones, wrist bones and ankles. place.

The hair dryer was buzzing, and Ding Yanqing was drying his hair when he suddenly looked up.

Cen Jin turned his head abruptly, walked to the small window, looked at the bright moon on the sea outside, shining like silver scales, and felt that the room was quite stuffy for a while.

At this time, the phone rang, and Boss Long and the others called to have dinner.

Cen Jin came as soon as he answered, hung up the phone, swayed his arms and talked about other things nonchalantly, observing Ding Yiqing with his eyes.

Ding Yiqing didn't find anything wrong, Cen Jin has always been like this, his black and white eyes always like to stare straight at people, and it's easy to be found out, so he responds to Cen Jin's chats as usual.

Huang Mao, who was squatting in the corner, watched their interaction through Cen Jin's eyes, as if watching a movie, but unfortunately there were no potato chips and happy water. At this time, the importance of resentful children was reflected.

Huang Mao rested his chin and sighed, the strange thing is that he felt the same way as Cen Jin in the past, and the changes in the other party's mood evolved in his heart.

That kind of change is not the first real-time feeling, but more like the emotional memory triggered by a person watching the revolving door and recalling the past suddenly. Although it can resonate emotionally, it is not to the point of being immersed in it and losing oneself.

The young Cen Jin has vague feelings for Ding Yiqing, and he is probably in the stage of being unaware of his heartbeat now. Maybe it was out of facial control at the beginning, and then he gradually fell into a relationship, especially just now when Ding Yiqing knelt down to tie his shoelaces without saying a word.

Ding Yiqing's cleanliness is serious, but he seems to have forgotten it just now.

Huang Mao thought, if it were someone else, would Ding Yiqing still do this?

After thinking about it for a few seconds, Huang Mao resolutely vetoed it, let alone tie shoelaces for Li Daoyi or Boss Long on his knees, he could immediately add money to upgrade and change to a single room.

The yellow hair changed from resting his chin to touching his chin, so it wasn't that Cen Jin didn't know his heart was moving?Ding Yiqing too?

While sighing, Huang Mao continued to watch the 'movie' in a more comfortable position, and sighed for the umpteenth time that there were no popcorn chips and happy water.

After Ding Yiqing changed his clothes, he soaked the trousers with hot water laundry detergent before throwing them into the washing machine to wash and dry them automatically. A Band-Aid was applied to the small wounds on the back of his hands. When he turned around, he almost bumped into a silver bullet casing necklace.

Leaning back a little, Ding Yiqing took the necklace handed over by Cen Jin: "Is it the same style as yours?"

"Wu Yujie made the same style as her teammates."

The interest in Ding Yiqing's brows and eyes immediately dissipated a little, he put on the necklace, and it matched well with the shirt and trousers.

"Wu Yujie designed it. She always shows me how fashionable her design concept is. Isn't it just a bullet casing with a big iron chain? Can my concept be more advanced?"

Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing walked in the corridor of the cabin one after the other, Ding Yiqing heard the words and asked: "You also designed the same jewelry as your teammates?"

"No, I don't have enough money, but I'm eager for skills. I swiped [-] pens on the spot. The boss was shocked by me and even praised 'Fation'. Because it is a pioneering work, I plan to treasure it and give it to my wife in the future." Cen Jin looked behind from time to time. , looked a little eager to try, but also reserved, and kept looking at Ding Yiqing.

Ding Yiqing was silent for a moment: "Can I see your results?"

"Of course!" Cen Jin quickly took out a gift box and carried it with him, showing how proud he is of his designs. "look!"

The gift box was opened, and there was a bright red rope lying quietly on the dark blue polyester foam. The rope was decorated with silver ornaments the size of leaves, let’s call it a pile, like melted silver ornaments that fell on the ground without a mold, and formed this appearance after cooling ——

No, it wouldn't look like this even if it fell on the ground casually, it's probably prettier than it is.

Ding Yiqing was silent and silent, boasting against his conscience: "Not bad."

Cen Jin is reserved and modest: "So-so. Do you know what it is?"

Ding Yiqing said word by word: "Is it a disordered and chaotic universe? Messy lines represent a disordered fate, and irregular shapes symbolize a chaotic world, as if corresponding to the world after spiritual pollution. Shout."

It seems that it is quite difficult to search for vocabulary.

But this praise with all his strength only got Cen Jin a numb expression: "These are two clownfish doing somersaults."

Ding Yiqing: "..." I didn't see the fish, but the ugly word stood out.

The yellow hair in the corner stared wide-eyed, the strange and chaotic silver jewelry on Ding Yiqing's wrist?

He sent it?Was it from the yellow hair in the past?

No, no, it can't be him, his aesthetics are not so bad.

After pondering for a while, Huang Mao thought, in fact, the silver jewelry is not that ugly, it does look like two clownfish somersaulting if they fall together, does the raised edge look like a kiss?

"Two somersaulting clownfish accidentally fell and fell together, and finally kissed." Cen Jin explained his design creativity in this way.

Ding Yiqing looked away, he had no interest in his design ideas, and didn't want to be poisoned by his aesthetics, so he quickly changed the subject, but fortunately they arrived at the restaurant soon.

The restaurant covers a very large area, and there are all kinds of cuisines from all over the world. Boss Long and the others chose Chinese food of course. Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing joined them and told about what happened in the afternoon.

Wu Yujie: "I was assigned to the third cabin and met Mrs. Leadman. She stopped to chat with me and invited me to watch an opera performance and afternoon tea tomorrow."

Boss Long: "She fell in love with you at first sight?"

Cen Jin: "?"

Boss Long: "Lao Li didn't tell you that Mrs. Leadman has many homosexual lovers, and she is famous for torturing and killing homosexual lovers. There are rumors that she uses the guise of homosexuality to deceive young and beautiful girls and take their blood to restore youth. The Bloody Mary in the movie is very similar, hence the nickname 'Bloody Mary'."

Cen Jin: "Old Witch, it's time for you to sell your body."

Wu Yujie: "I'm not happy, so I declined."

Cen Jin: "May I ask if he is trying to get him or not?"

Wu Yujie: "The price is too low."

There was silence at the table.

Wu Yujie spoke again: "But I promise her an afternoon tea invitation tomorrow, from 3:5 to [-]:[-], you can take advantage of this time to sneak into her room to find out."

Li Daoyi: "Not a bad idea."

Ding Yiqing: "I'm not free tomorrow."

Cen Jin: "I'm not free either."

Jiang Bai Pingcuo: "Then I will contribute, and I will go."

Boss Long: "Why did you agree to the afternoon tea invitation? Aren't you afraid that she will drug you?"

"Prescribe medicine? Is there anyone who can cure the ghost and Gu girl?" Wu Yujie said softly, "The money she gave is only enough to pay for my afternoon tea time."

The table fell silent again.

Suddenly there was a loud noise from the next table, a woman slammed the whiskey in her hand to the ground, threw the table and left, leaving the blond young man holding the accordion and playing the keys indifferently

Sensing the gaze of Cen Jin and others, the young man raised his head with a surprised expression: "It's you?" He pulled the chair and moved over to greet the others.

Li Daoyi: "Do you know each other?"

Cen Jin: "We met once. Just call him Pat. He is also a singer at the music festival."

Pat knew that they were the resident band of the underground bar, and he said excitedly that he had also been the resident singer of the bar for several years, chatting and talking about the woman who just dropped the table and left, was a teammate of his temporary partner.

"The contestant asked for two people in the team. She doesn't agree with my ideas. I'm afraid I can't participate in tonight's game." Pat was a little bit bitter.

It can be seen that he loves music very much, and he can't put it down. When talking about music, his eyes light up and he is full of emotions. His dream is to release records. Unfortunately, all the demo tapes sent in the past were returned. Winning the music festival this time is his only chance.

Cen Jin and the others were helpless about this.

"Are you the lead singer?" Ding Yiqing asked suddenly.

Pat nodded: "I will also order other instruments."

Ding Yiqing: "Our team is short of one person, maybe you are interested?"

Pat excited: "I'm very interested!"

Cen Jin was vigilant: "He is the lead singer, what should I do?"

Ding Yiqing took a sip of tea: "You are still the lead singer, I still have a metal accompaniment guitar left. If you can accept it, you can temporarily change to the guitar on stage, and you can switch back to the accordion if you have a chance later."

Pat hesitated, the lead singer is valuable, can a guitarist who doesn't talk much be noticed by the record company?

Ding Yiqing asked the waiter to borrow a pen and paper, and wrote a few words to Pat, who immediately nodded, "I promise."

Cen Jin sat across from him, craned his neck curiously, and didn't see what he was writing. Li Dao, who was next to him, saw the title of a certain song written on the paper. Many, the words assigned to the lead singer are basically rap.

Except for Cen Jin, no one else planned to open their voices, so the chorus part must be given to Pat.

Li Dao sat upright as usual, ignored Cen Jin's hint that he wanted to know the content, and firmly supported Ding Yiqing's act of seeking foreign aid to save the scene, otherwise he really couldn't afford to lose that face.

After dinner, at 06:30, all the band players entered the backstage of the Grand Theater, and the opera troupe that performed last retreated. Hundreds of people crowded the backstage, as noisy as a vegetable market.

The audience at the front desk took their seats one after another. Since the music festival is a hot spot for cruise ship promotion, most tourists came for the opening performance, so the seats were quickly filled.

Backstage, Pat looked at the sequence of appearances with a frowning face, Li Daoyi was calm and composed, and Jiang Bai Pingcuo closed his eyes to rest.Wu Yujie and the others used various excuses to take the opportunity to leave the backstage. When they opened the door and reached the corner, they saw a group of people blocking the exit and stopped at the corner.

Five or six bodyguards in black were protecting a gorgeous woman in a red dress and red lips, who was talking intimately with a black-skinned woman in cool attire.

Wu Yujie: "Madam Leadman and Pat's temporary teammates."

Cen Jin and Boss Long immediately poked their heads over and said, "Scum girl, there is one hanging in her arms, and she wants to rule us old witch."

Wu Yujie: "I refuse."

Cen Jin: "She is rich, you will take her from her sooner or later, and I will take out the loan in advance."

They hid at the turning and quarreled, the other side had finished talking, the black-skinned woman lifted the green leaves and looked at them sarcastically, her hostility was undisguised, and when she passed them, she bumped Wu Yujie hard on purpose.

Boss Long and Cen Jin had the same expressions and movements: "Tsk tsk."

Wu Yujie rolled her eyes gracefully, took two steps forward, and suddenly became stiff. Cen Jin looked over curiously, but there was no one at the exit, so she heard Wu Yujie whisper: "Mrs. Leadman found me and waited for me to come out. Just wave and leave."

Wu Yujie's ability to hide her breath is top-notch, and it's impossible for ordinary people to discover it from such a distance.

Cen Jin: "It seems that this cruise ship is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Ding Yiqing took the lead and walked forward: "Proceed with caution, safety first."

When they reached the exit, the four of them separated tacitly and headed towards the target area respectively.

Cen Jin walked towards the room where the container was hidden on the second floor of the guest room area, carefully avoiding the monitoring, and walked through various entertainment venues such as the concert hall and art gallery to the entrance of the freight elevator on the fifth floor.

Pushing open the door and walking out of the art gallery, Cen Jin shivered with the icy sea breeze blowing in his face, his back was clammy and cold, and he was startled to quickly turn his head to look at the art gallery behind him.

The promenade is dimly lit, and only bright lights are installed where the artwork is hung to create an artistic atmosphere, but at this moment the promenade is shrouded in a panic-stricken silence, and all the artwork is gradually soaked in bright red blood.

The blood flowed to the ground and gathered into a pool of black blood, which condensed into a monster with gnarled muscles.The monster had no hands or feet, like a broken chrysalis trying to break free from the blood film, it roared at Cen Jin, and the stench of the wind sprayed Cen Jin's head and face from a distance of about ten meters.

Cen Jin wiped the saliva from his cheeks, his heart skipped a beat, his mind went blank: "Is it true?!"

Why are monsters everywhere?Why didn't I feel the slightest bit of mental pollution?

Is this situation consistent with that of Ding Yiqing?

Cen Jin guessed while running wildly, but the strong impact sound behind him interrupted his train of thought, and through the reflected light from the bar door in front, he could see the bloody monster smashing through the obstacle and rushing towards it.

Kick back, jump to the ceiling, and then kick forward, open your mouth, you can see more clearly that the mouth is sewn up by fishing line, and it has grown together with the flesh. When the mouth is opened, the flesh on the lips is A hole the size of a coin was pulled out, and the interlaced sharp teeth could be seen inside.

Bang bang bang!

The monster hit the ceiling, the ground, and the walls on both sides, leaving deep finger marks. The last jump was about to fall on Cen Jin's head. Picking up the fire extinguisher placed by the door, he threw it at the monster's face.

Then he controlled the bar door to close tightly with his backhand. As soon as his knees hit the ground, he kicked his toes, and immediately jumped up, Cen Jin buried his head and ran wildly.

The bar door was suddenly kicked away, and the doors and windows were closed with a bang. Cen Jin slipped into the right side of the bar, held his breath, and listened carefully to the monster's steps. It was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

There is a round window on the top of the head, facing two moons, one is white and the other is blood-red. The blood-red moon is approaching the white moon, creating the illusion that it will swallow and ban the white moon for no reason.

Cen Jin's neck was a little sore, he lowered his head subconsciously, and suddenly stiffened his body.

Wait, two moons?

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the two moons outside the window, and couldn't help but let out a low curse. The next moment, a thick solid wooden table and chair fell from the sky and hit him on top of his head. He called out "gravity control" in time to barely control the solid wooden table and chair. Get out of the bar quickly, and the solid wooden tables and chairs behind you smashed to the ground, splashing white dust.

The monster immediately jumped behind Cen Jin, picked him up, and was about to tear him in half. Cen Jin stepped on the monster's sticky chest, clenched his left wrist, and aimed his palm at the monster's face: "One hundred thousand heavy pressures!" !"

With a bang, the monster's entire head was smashed flat, and Cen Jin was thrown out violently in pain. Cen Jin, who had knocked open the door on the other side of the bar, quickly got up and rushed to the observation deck.

At this time, the moonlight poured down on the bar through the windows and door cracks, and the two moons overlapped on the sea surface, bursting out with scarlet light. Cen Jin just rushed into the scarlet light, and his figure disappeared.

The freight elevator is at the viewing platform, not far from the landing pad. Cen Jin rushed into the freight elevator without looking back, and quickly reached the lobby on the second floor.

Panting heavily while pressing his left wrist tightly, Cen Jin stared at the door of the freight elevator. As soon as the door opened, he held down his memory and quickly destroyed the surveillance in the hall, and then quickly ran to the center of the hall, suddenly realizing why he stopped running.

In the dead air, only his violent breathing and heartbeat could be heard. There was no moonlight, no lights, and the darkness enveloped him silently. With a 'gudong', Cen Jin swallowed, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

He raised his head, eyes full of fear, turned left and right, and turned to check the dilapidated hall. It was not the resplendent and resplendent hall he had seen a few hours ago, but dilapidated, damp and dark, with wet ground, covered with moss and dense shellfish. kind.

At first glance, it looks like the hull of a ship is covered with dense eyeballs, which makes Cen Jin's goosebumps pop out of shock.

He raised his feet, and the soles of his feet were covered with white liquid, like snail mucus, exuding a strange fragrance, which aroused people's appetite. Cen Jin looked back at the dense shellfish, and the nausea rising in his stomach diluted the terrible appetite. .

Cen Jin felt chills all over his body, knowing that the sweet fragrance from the white mucus on the soles of his feet was strange and dangerous, so he had to leave the hall as soon as possible, but everyone came, so it would be a pity to leave where he was.

With that in mind, he walked towards the inner room in the dark.

The onlooker Huangmao has more experience than himself when he was young, and he can tell at a glance that something is wrong. Firstly, there are many problems with the ship. Secondly, after the two moons overlap, 'Cen Jin' shrouded in scarlet moonlight seems to fall into another dimension.

Is it also a different space?

Huang Mao thought about the old building of Li's family, and thought that the past "Cen Jin" was far inferior to the future him in terms of physical skills and extraordinary skills, and even a low-level monster could make him run away in a panic. Can't help but worry.

He was still worried, Cen Jin had already pushed open the door of the room, and there were hundreds of containers neatly placed inside.

The ground is also damp and dark, covered with white mucus, more and more inside, but a closer look reveals that the white mucus comes from the inside of the container. Cen Jin tried to knock on the container, and then used gravity to push the container.

The weight told him there was something inside, but nothing happened.

Going deep into the center of the container group, Cen Jin found an iron rod to pry open the door of the container with gravity, pulled it open, made a "squeak" sound, and turned on a small flashlight he touched from the entrance.

After two or three taps, the small torch lighted up and shone into the container. First, the white mucus was spread out like a spider web, and then there were tentacles like black mud. At the end of the tentacles was a huge body, and the body of any animal could not be seen clearly.

Cen Jin pried away the cobweb-like slime with an iron bar, and then wiped away the honey-like slime with his hands. Resisting the urge to lick, he approached carefully, and finally saw clearly