After the world of Ke Xue is full of bad luck

The Ophelia, a huge cruise ship with ten floors, is rumored to be hard to find a ticket for this ship, and you must have a referrer to buy it.

This time, the Ophelia opened a special Christmas route. It departs from the Pacific Ocean near Japan, and its destination is the Arctic Ocean where Alaska is located. After a circle there, it returns to the Pacific Ocean after enjoying the aurora.

You must know that it takes 15 hours to fly from Tokyo to Alaska in the United States, and the time spent on the cruise is naturally even more self-evident.

This is how the Ophelia of this trip is described. During the one-week route, everyone can start a new life in this Las Vegas on the sea.

Of course, this does not include Amamiya Chiyuki. She rarely takes transportation, so she never thought that she would get seasick.

Especially since she was still living in the luxury suite on the tenth floor, which had a wide view, excellent scenery, far away from the hustle and bustle, and was extremely expensive.

But none of these can conceal a fatal fact, the higher the cabin, the greater the degree of shaking.

So, she is holding on to the sink and retching non-stop, obviously there is nothing in her stomach, but she still can't stop the overwhelming feeling.

It was as if she had to vomit her entire stomach to stop.

No, I have to get some medicine to eat.Amamiya Qianxue frowned and thought.

"Well!!!"

Another bout of retching.

After rinsing her mouth, she looked at herself in the mirror, with seaweed-like black hair sticking around her face, her pale face was bloodless, and due to retching, there were physiologically fine teardrops hanging near her eyelashes, swaying The violet-like eyes were also hazy for a while.

As expected, the disguise technique is too powerful...

Amamiya Chiyuki made various expressions in front of the mirror, to test whether her face could achieve the feeling that Belmode gave her.

As it turns out, there's no way to be as natural as she is.

Sure enough, things like temperament cannot be achieved by simple imitation.

Although it was harsh winter, the cabin was fully heated, making it feel as warm as spring.

Taking advantage of the fact that the boat was not shaking, she hurried out of the room with her suitcase. She wanted to find the three people to change rooms so as not to affect the task.

Amamiya Qianxue first asked the waiter for the relevant medicine, and after taking it, she went straight to the seventh floor where the other three were.

At this time, Toru Amuro and Masa Midorikawa, who had just boarded the Ophelia, were also checking in the room, wanting to see if there were any wiretapping or other detection devices.

The vigilance developed during their undercover career has made this behavior deeply embedded in their thinking.

In the end, the two placed their own bugs in the room as a warning.

After finishing all the arrangements, the two got together in a room, and Toru Amuro poured his friend a glass of whiskey from the cruise ship.

Midori Chuanya also looked at the orange liquid in the glass, "It's been a week, and nothing happened. Even if it's the worst kind of inference, can we be sure that she is at least not a person like Gin?"

Toru Amuro was speechless, his fingers tapped on the glass, and there was a pleasant sound, again and again.

It has been a week since they exchanged information with each other last time, and there has been no movement at all from the organization. When they were left behind in Spumoni that day, they had already prepared for the worst in their hearts, that is, the mission failed. Organize evacuation.

It was also because of this that the two looked so serious when they left.

But the next day he received an invitation from Belmode, saying that he hoped to test Spumone, and Belmode didn't believe her? ?This surprised Amuro Toru.

This also made him decide to wait and see, and wait until the trial is over.

The result of that time made him feel as if someone had poured a basin of ice water from head to toe in the weather of December. Spumoni was not at all like the Chiyuki Amamiya they had known.

It can be said that apart from the almost identical appearance, there is no similarity in the rest.

However, now that a week has passed, there has been no movement from the organization, which also makes him feel a little relieved.

"Yes, but there is another possibility." Toru Amuro held up his wine glass, looking at the hanging crystal chandelier through the clear liquid.

It seemed that the cold lights were rippling like water.

Lu Chuanya also frowned tightly, "Amnesia?"

"Yes, this is one of the worst possibilities, but it is also possible to mention other things, such as she is from other forces." He smiled lightly as he spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door, and after the two exchanged glances, Toru Amuro opened the door.

Standing outside the door was the pale-faced Amamiya Qianyuki, who was carrying a suitcase and said, "Mr. Amuro, are you interested in living in the luxury suite on the top floor?"

"Because the luxury suite is too big, Ms. Yuki is a little scared to live alone, do you want to invite someone to live with you?" Amuro raised his eyebrows, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

The smile on Amamiya Qianxue's lips froze, "No, it's because the top floor is too shaky."

"Is Miss Yuki seasick?" Midori Chuanya also came out of the room with a bit of concern in her tone.

Amamiya Qianxue nodded, and before she could say another word, the door of the room next door opened, and Zhu Xing's tall figure half leaned on the door frame, "Are you seasick? Then this journey is really uncomfortable."

"So, why is Ms. Yuki the first to come over and ask me?" Toru Amuro squinted his eyes and smiled, probing, he was still probing, he wanted to know if this person was Amamiya Chiyuki.

Amamiya Chiyuki was a little confused, "Actually, I didn't know it belonged to Mr. Amuro until I opened the door, but since Mr. Amuro is unwilling, what about Mr. Morohoshi?" She turned her head to the long-haired man over there.

"I didn't say no, Ms. Yuki, come in, I'll just switch with Ms. Yuki, it's my apology for the inquisition at the port." Toru Amuro didn't want to miss such an opportunity.

The room had been bugged in advance, and this was an opportunity to investigate Spemony's identity. If the room was exchanged, he could also go to that suite to collect and see if there was anything that could be used for DNA testing.

Zhu Xing laughed lightly, "Amuro seems to be very fond of Yuuki."

Lu Chuanya also came out to smooth things over, "Sure enough, people with girlfriends see things differently from others."

The corners of Amamiya Qianxue's mouth twitched a little. These people spoke with guns and sticks in their mouths, and they were eccentric. Can they really work together well? ? ?

The extent of this mutual temptation, it's better not to be too obvious...

She sighed lowly, then took two steps back and leaned against the fence, her arms resting casually on the crossbar, with a relaxed look, "You guys, are you done?"

With a casual tone and a lazy look, the three of them couldn't help hallucinating Belmode.

Toru Amuro pointed into the room, "Sorry, Ms. Yuki, come in and rest first."

"No, I want to change with Mr. Midorikawa now." Amamiya Qianxue half-closed her eyes, with a smile on her lips, it must be no good to send it to your door.

Lu Chuanya, who was pointed out, also looked gentle, and he agreed: "Yes."

Toru Amuro spread his hands helplessly, with a regretful look on his face.

"Jingle Bell"

The crisp sound of the alarm clock rang throughout the room, and Amamiya Qianxue, who woke up earlier than the scheduled time, turned off the alarm clock on her mobile phone.

She lay on the sofa, looked at the hazy black, and let out a long breath.

After sleeping for an hour, her extremely tired body finally got some recovery.

Because of the continuous rotation for a week, her spirit has almost reached a critical point. If a string is too tight, it will break.

However, she has more important things to do and has no time to rest at all.

He took out the computer in the box, and then took out the USB flash drive that Gin gave him before leaving.

In the dark room, Amamiya Qianxue began to try to figure out what was hidden in the USB flash drive.

She knows that the most important thing is to hold everything in her hands.

Amamiya Qianxue has a bottom line, and that bottom line cannot be crossed no matter what, even if it is for self-protection, she will never cross it.

But the U disk is not so easy to crack, and she has been busy until midnight, but she has not been able to find any breakthrough opening.

Amamiya Qianxue glanced at the time. According to the previous survey data, it is now the hottest time in the casino, and she is going to show her face to show her presence.

The casino on board is resplendent and lively, and the warm wind is filled with the smell of whiskey and cigars, or should I say the smell of money.

Flowing wealth accumulated on these gaming tables day and night, and then collapsed and disappeared like sand in an instant.

The flow of money generated here every minute is enough to bankrupt a small business.

It is enough to use the word drunkenness to describe it.

Amamiya Qianxue was wearing a wine-red evening dress, with a slightly tulle dress clinging to her exquisite body, with a half-cutout design at the waist, revealing her white jade-like skin.

The smooth black hair is scattered on the snow-white shoulders, the shoulders and neck are delicate, and the long hair slightly conceals the public face, which is a mixture of youthfulness and charm.

She stood in front of the gambling table with a smile on her face, facing a middle-aged man biting a cigar.

He extinguished the cigar in the wine glass and said, "What's the bet? Since it's a beautiful lady, the lady comes first."

"Then respect is worse than obedience, 21 o'clock." Amamiya Qianxue carried the box with a smile on her face.

The man licked his lips, his eyes wanton, "Miss, do you know the lower limit of betting at this table?"

Amamiya Qianxue nodded with a smile, "One hundred thousand dollars a time, I still know that."

"Hahahaha, you have the guts. It turns out that not all Miss Dongfang are gentle." The blond middle-aged man's eyes became more presumptuous.

Amamiya Qianxue put the suitcase that she had been carrying on the table, her exquisite and perfect appearance showed a trace of coldness, "Come and gamble."

The middle-aged man held down the box that was about to be opened, "Wait, miss, you can probably hold 100 million US dollars in this box, it won't last long, let's talk about it?"

At the end of the tone, the elite character set that was maintained at the beginning completely collapsed, looking wretched and greasy.

"What do you want to talk about?" Amamiya Qianxue tilted her head and was extra patient.

"How about a million a night?"

The picture is very clear, the blond man's free eyes are not concealed at all.

Amamiya Qianxue smiled even more tenderly and charmingly, "Then let me talk about it too. You will definitely lose all your money within five rounds, so you can take this hand."

As soon as the words fell, a cold light flashed, and a silver sharp blade emerged from Amamiya Qianxue's hand, piercing between the fingers of the box he was pressing with lightning speed.

Between the fat index finger and middle finger, a sharp blade with a cold light pierced deeply into the box.

The coldness between the two fingers made the middle-aged man startled, and he laughed ferociously, "Oh, it's spicy enough, let's try it."

"Okay, let's draw the cards." Amamiya Qianxue turned her head and said something to the croupier beside her.

On the Ophelia, once the two parties sat down and said the words to the croupier to confirm the opening of the cards, neither of the two parties in the game could leave without permission.

Then she slowly retracted the sharp blade that had been inserted a few points, and opened the box with a smile.

What she took out of the box was neither U.S. dollars nor gold bars, but a cashier's check, and it was a Swiss banker's check with a denomination of 100 million U.S. dollars.

For a moment, even the croupier who dealt the cards was a little surprised, his hands shaking as he was shuffling the cards, he had been working here for two years, and he hadn't seen many people with such big money.

And the middle-aged man opposite him was ashamed, his body shaking like chaff.He knew he was in trouble.But the gamble has already begun. If he breaks the contract, the end will only be worse.

"According to what we just talked about, there are five rounds in one game, a total of five rounds. After five rounds, you can immediately roll off the ship. Now it is not far from the Sea of ​​Japan, and you may even be able to go ashore if you swim there. Well." Just after finishing speaking, Amamiya Qianxue put on a look of surprise, covered her red lips and said, "Ah, I forgot that it's winter now, but your body... shouldn't be fine, and you can definitely make it to the shore."

Her delicate smile and sweet tone seemed to be delicate and sheer, but it made the middle-aged man on the opposite side burn with anger.

The Ophelia doesn't accept men who can't even pay for a night's boat fare. They must either withdraw the money immediately or get lost.

The face of the middle-aged man was flushed red with anger, and the fat on his face was trembling. He slammed it on the table, "Oh, let's try it."

However, as the game progressed, his flushed face became more and more ugly, and finally turned as pale as a dead man.

Before the end of the last round, he overturned the table violently and yelled, "You cheated, you bitch..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a bottle of red wine was thrown directly on that extremely ugly fat face.

Blood and mellow red wine slid down bit by bit on his dead face, blood red and rose red echoing each other, like a blooming rose.

The crisp sound attracted everyone's attention.

It also shocked Amamiya Qianxue who just took out the gun.

She shifted her gaze to the person holding the top of the red wine bottle. It was a young man with a clean face that didn't fit in the casino. The white shirt on the upper body was splashed with red wine and blood, smudged with big blood-colored flowers.

The light shone on the almost transparent white skin, making the blood color even more dazzling.

The boy tilted his head and said with a smile: "Sister, this person is playing tricks even if he loses."

There was no movement in his black and white eyes, he smiled and plunged the remaining red wine bottle into the middle-aged man's hand.

It caused the man who was shocked to let out a cry like killing a pig.

"Hey, hey, you're barking too badly," said the voice briskly, with a hint of coquettishness, "It's noisy to my sister's ears!"

He laughed, and was about to take out other wine bottles on the table, and then smashed them on his head. This time, the man who made the noise completely shut up.

Amamiya Qianxue was taken aback by what she had witnessed, who is this guy who messed up all her progress?

He was still speaking Japanese, and he had been speaking English just now. How could he know that he was Japanese? ?

The boy smiled and threw the things in his hand onto a large pile of garbage on the ground, and was about to move towards Amamiya Qianxue when the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead.

"Who are you?" Amamiya Qianxue asked with a cold face.

The young boy's upbeat expression collapsed in an instant, and he was extremely aggrieved, "Sister, don't you remember me?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Yugong Qianxue's eyes. Her face was pinched by herself, and it is impossible for anyone to recognize her. Who is this neurotic young man?

The bright lights shone on this thin-looking young man, covering the short amber hair with a layer of bright gold, and his black and white eyes were full of smiles. He looked like a lover, "Sister, look at me For the sake of taking care of this crap for you, can you buy me a Spumorni?"