Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

Da Bai and Xia Xia were helped back by the flat heads. When my grandmother and I came to their room, their faces were still pale.

Before I could ask, Da Bai, with a bloodless face, shook his throat at me and said, "Silent... It's dead again..."

I nodded, and poured glasses of water for Da Bai and Xia Xia respectively. Xia Xia took the cups regardless of whether it was hot or not. After taking a big mouthful, I took a long time to pick up Da Bai's words: "There is definitely a problem...on this boat. The person must have a problem."

Hearing that, I looked at her strangely and Dabai explained: "This person's method of death is the same as that of the previous person...except..."

"Just what?" I asked.

"It's just... he was strangled to death by the intestines in his stomach."

When I heard this sentence, I was not too scared, more disgusting.

After a long delay, I originally didn’t want my grandma to continue listening to these horrible things, and planned to send her back to the room to rest first, but then I realized that the two people who died were all silently killed in an empty house. He dispelled the idea of ​​letting grandma be alone.

For a long time, I guessed and said: "Two people died in a row, and they all died in the same way. If it is not for personal grievances to deliberately seek revenge, then we can only say that there is some perverted murderer hiding in our group. intermediate."

Xia Xia and Da Bai fought a cold war at the same time when they heard this, and then she said in fear, "What kind of perverted murderer, should you watch a movie? In my opinion, it must be an internal personal grievance, otherwise, how could we die twice in a row? Are they all from Scarface's team? And we are all safe and sound."

It turned out that Xia Xia also called the captain of the group of people Scarface. This point coincides with the two of us.

The few of us dare not ponder this matter carefully, the more we think about it, the more we are afraid.

Immediately, I decided that Xiaxia and Dabai would also come to my grandma’s room to make a floor at night. The three of us slept on the floor, and my grandma slept on the bed by herself, so that everyone feels safer when we squeeze into one room.

After all, when there are people dying continuously by your side, living comfortably or uncomfortably, it is not so important to be spacious.

Another person died. The captain originally planned to find out the matter, but in the end he didn't know what was the reason. After silently cleaning 107, he threw the body into the torrent of the Yangtze River.

This time I stood aside and watched the corpse enter the water with my own eyes, seeing the person who was still alive, this would have been submerged in the ocean, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

Grandma held the iron railing beside the ship in her hand, closed her eyes, and seemed to pray quietly for the man who had just been thrown into the river.

It was already dark, and the lights on the deck had been dimmed a lot. It was not eleven o'clock, and the cabins were still brightly lit.

Everyone gathered in the hall should be discussing the two consecutive deaths.

I didn't dare to leave my grandmother, who had no power to restrain the chicken, and waited for her to pray. I leaned on the railing and stared at the river in a daze.

Footsteps came from the side, and the captain walked to me and stood still not far away, as if to remind me of his arrival, and only continued to approach me two seconds later.

Turning my head and glanced, the serious captain with gray hair and beard took a look, I nodded and said hello politely: "Hello."

The captain looked into the distance, with no expression on his face, and nodded at me when he heard the words: "Hello."

Next, the captain didn't speak any more, and his hands rested on the railing in a daze.

After a long time, after clearing my throat, I said, "Are you... thinking about the two people being killed?"

Only then did the captain regained his senses, turned his head and glanced at me, his eyes pierced, and there was a flash in my heart, and this must be an old man with a firm character.

Nodded, the captain's voice was almost as clean as usual: "Yes, people can't help but think about it, after all... people died on my boat."

I originally wanted to comfort the captain symbolically and comfort the captain not to be sad about such trifles, but then I thought about it. For a person who has spent the whole year or even most of his life on the boat, the boat is like home to him. Suddenly, his family Two people died within a day, and it should be impossible to let him not mind.

On the other side, my grandmother finished her prayers and looked back at the captain. The two nodded and exchanged greetings. Then I was about to turn and leave. Before leaving, the captain suddenly asked me: "It is said that someone saw it last night. Are you staying outside the door of room 107?"

He said these words as if, good morning, or hello, just as calm and quiet.

But when I heard it, I was almost shocked. I turned my head abruptly. I looked at the captain who had turned to face me and my grandmother. It took a long time before I said: "Why, is it possible that you suspected that I was the one who killed?"

When I said this sentence, I clearly felt that my grandma grabbed my hand and suddenly tightened.

The captain looked at me: "Sorry, I just told what I heard and wondered about."

I nodded and said, "Last night, after boarding the boat, I did come out and turned around because I couldn't sleep."

"That means you admit that you once stayed in front of Gate 107?"

I shook my head: "I didn't say that, but when I turned around, I saw a figure running out of the room, so I subconsciously stopped when I passed the door of the room."

The captain frowned: "Shadow? Can you recognize who it is?"

I shook my head: "I can't recognize it, it flashed by too fast, I didn't know what happened at the time, and I couldn't deliberately remember the figure in the dark.

"In other words, you can't recognize the figure you saw, and no one can prove that you really stayed outside the door of the room because you saw the figure?"

"Although, I was indeed a person at the time, but Mr. Captain, you should also understand that I have no need to kill people at all. I don't even know the two people. Why should I kill them?"

The captain's hands were back behind him: "In the current world, there is no difference between a lunatic and a normal person."

To be honest, I was a little angry at the captain's words, because I had never thought that I would be suspected before.

For a long time, the grandmother on the side said: "Old comrade, if you suspect that my granddaughter has done something bad, then please show me the evidence, otherwise it is better to accept your own wild guesses." Then, grandma dragged me to the cabin and left behind the captain with her back: "Then we won't chat with you."

Behind my grandmother, watching the little old lady accidentally burst out of aura, she felt a little cute. She was in a mood that was not so good at first, but she didn’t know if she should remind grandma. Comrades meant it was too early. It is no longer what they called each other popular in their time.

107's door has been locked.

The people in the hall still got together to talk about things. Grandma and I bypassed them and went back to the house. Da Bai and Xia Xia didn't dare to go out. Seeing the two of us came back, we asked about the current situation.

I shrugged and said, "Nothing, everyone is a little strange."

Still no one wants to go to nosy check this matter.

Except for the question that the captain asked me, the rest of the people just took this matter as a piece of talk.

After the lights were turned off at 11 o'clock, the whole ship plunged into a quiet darkness again.

Grandma fell asleep early, and Da Bai Xia Xia and I wrapped up a quilt and chatted for a while before going to bed.

That night, I had a very strange dream. In the dream, I stepped on the surface of the river volley in the air, and under my feet was the rolling river. The river showed a dark and dead air. The surrounding wind was very strong, but it seemed to be blowing. The sky is very dark before I am, and the two sides are originally not wide spans. This will seem to be covered by some thick fog. I stand alone on the river surface and can't see anything. There were no people around, no ships, no sound, and even the billowing river was flowing silently.

I don't know if I have been too sensitive recently, and the pressure on the brain nerves is too great. This dream is obviously the product of an extremely insecure situation.

When I was awakened from the dream, the sky was still dark, and it was estimated that it should be about five o'clock in the morning.

Now the weather is getting cooler, and it's getting late, and it's still pitch black after five o'clock.

But after waking up from the dream, I was very energetic, and it was impossible to fall asleep. Then I could not help thinking about it if I lay dry in the bed. In the room, Xia Xia Dabai and they were all sleeping. I was troubled by that dream. Xin, always couldn't help but want to turn over, fearing that they and grandma would be noisy, so she simply put on a coat and a blanket, got up lightly, and prepared to go to the deck to stand alone and sober for a while.

I thought that there should be no one outside at this time, but when I first arrived in the hall, I saw that Chen Ming was sitting on the deck alone.

Hearing my footsteps, he looked back.

When I walked in, he slowly said: "Wake up?"

Nodded, I sat next to him. The deck was very cold. I wrapped the blanket tightly and moved closer to Chen Ming: "Why are you sitting here now?"

Chen Ming seemed to be playing with something. Hearing that he put away the item, he said to me, "Thinking about things."

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