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Chapter 7 Discussions at the Dinner Table

Chapter 7 Discussion at the Dinner Table

Author: Munro No Bird

Chapter 7 Discussion at the Dinner Table

In fact, Wei Miao could probably guess what Anderson had not finished saying.

"Let's see if you're dead."

Fortunately, Bude responded quickly and replaced it with euphemistic words. In real life, this person is probably a leader and a talker. His speech skills are very smooth. Judging from the meeting just now, his state is not good either.

Significant decline, a tricky role.

As for Anderson, the dark circles under his eyes betrayed his sleep state last night. He looked strong and powerful, but he was the least calm among the four. Even Edith was in a better condition than him.

In fact, it's understandable that they would knock on her door. Everyone must have heard the noise last night. Anyone who didn't make any movement so early in the morning may have been killed unfortunately. No one knows whether the ghosts just came out for a walk last night.

I left without doing anything for a while.

Fortunately, after an hour of being frightened in the middle of the night, everyone was safe.

Wei Miao simply washed her face and went to the restaurant on the second floor.

The three of them sat at the wooden round dining table, gnawing bread with boiled water.

When Wei Miao arrived, they were discussing what happened last night.

"Damn it, I couldn't sleep well all night, what kind of bastard pretends to be weird in the middle of the night..."

Anderson was swearing, but he knew in his heart that it was really a ghost at work, and now he was just talking nonsense to embolden himself.

"Did a ghost enter your room last night?" Edith's face turned pale with fear, even though she pretended to be calm, "It almost scared me to death!"

"Did a ghost enter your room? I thought I was the only one who bumped into it." Bude's face looked unhappy at the moment. "It walked around my room and then left."

Anderson: "Me too, I thought I was finished last night. What does this ghost mean? Is it just to scare us? Then it was really successful!"

Wei Miao listened to their remarks and sat down naturally.

Edith aimed at him and brought him in: "Lorraine, what about you?"

Wei Miao shrugged: "I went to bed very early last night, and I didn't realize what the hell you were talking about at all."

Why do you say that... Her energy level this morning is out of tune with other people's, and it is easy to break her character. Moreover, this is more convenient for inducing them to tell them about last night's relevant situations for comparison.

Edith looked at him in surprise: "You didn't know anything last night?!"

Wei Miao nodded affirmatively: "My sleep quality has always been very good. I can't hear anything when I fall asleep."

Edith seemed to accept her words and looked at her: "No wonder you look so energetic."

"It's good to be heartless. At least you don't have to worry about it all night, damn..." Anderson kept complaining about what happened last night, but this revealed the fear in his heart.

Bude looked at Wei Miao with shrewd eyes and briefly explained the ghostly movements last night.

"It seems that I should be glad that I had a safe night and didn't die in confusion." While listening, Wei Miao showed a scared expression. When she heard the ghost enter the door, she seemed to

He asked curiously: "Is it the kind of ghost that can walk through walls?"

Bude shook his head: "Of course not, it had footsteps, more of a physical aspect. It just opened the door, came in, and then walked away."

It seems that everyone has roughly the same experience. Wei Miao stared at Bude carefully: "Other than that, is there anything unusual?"

Bude frowned: "Unusual? What do you mean?"

Of course, Wei Miao cannot explain the abnormality of opening and closing the door. Whoever has more information will have more advantages. Sometimes, it is often just a detailed information that determines who of you and your companions will survive.

In a supernatural game, isn't it fundamental to sell teammates to obtain information? As for why they don't share information to unite... Wei Miao always felt that given the characteristics of "Masquerade", the plot direction is unlikely to be this way.

So Wei Miao changed the topic: "For example... have you seen what a ghost looks like?"

Bude: "No. I didn't dare to open my eyes. I was pretty good at pretending to be asleep without being noticed by it."

Edith suggested: "How about... let's stay together tonight? The more people we have together, the more sense of security we will have."

Bude nodded and looked at her: "It's a good idea, but one bed can only accommodate two people. Who do you want to go with?"

Edith's eyes were subconsciously fixed on Bud, but Anderson was the first to introduce himself: "Can I?"

In terms of handsomeness, Lorraine deserves it among all, but Edith is a realistic player. Compared to the confused pretty boy and the superficially powerful Anderson, she would rather choose the reliable Bude.

So, she raised a charming smile: "Mr. Bude, are you willing?"

Bud smiled: "Of course."

To him, it doesn't matter who of the three people goes with him, they are all dragging his feet anyway, but at least he should choose someone who is eye-catching.

Anderson smiled coquettishly: "I respect the lady's choice."

Wei Miao smiled slightly and said she had no objection.

Everyone has almost eaten the bread in their hands. It is worth mentioning that several people eat bread in different styles. Edith acts like a lady; Anderson is carefree, with bread crumbs scattered on the table; Bud eats at a speed

Soon, an efficiency was highlighted; Wei Miao sat upright and ate the bread unhurriedly, looking very well-educated.

Wei Miao never forgets that she still has a disguise mission. Lorraine White is usually a gentleman, but at some times, he may become a calm madman.

"Do you want to continue searching?" Edith asked Bud after eating.

"There must be a reason for the supernatural events in the hotel. Maybe we have to help ghosts fulfill their wishes in order to get the magnetic card." Bude explained the logic patiently, "The prison people specially asked us to come to a haunted hotel to find the magnetic card.

It’s definitely not about looking for a needle in a haystack, but looking for clues through supernatural phenomena.”

An understanding person. Wei Miao confirmed his thoughts in her heart, but remained silent.

Low-key, Lorraine's character is low-key.

"If we want to face the supernatural and find a way to survive, we must first understand ghosts. We cannot risk our own lives to test it, so we can only look for clues from the hotel. Generally speaking, there will definitely be clues.

"

"After we can deal with the ghost, we can further look for clues about the magnetic card."

However, there is another possibility. Wei Miao was thoughtful.

That is a battle royale game mode. The clues on the magnetic card itself have nothing to do with the supernatural, allowing them to quickly collect clues to find the magnetic card under the high-pressure situation of being chased by ghosts.

But in this case, the purpose of the planners is intriguing. Is it to select among a group of death row prisoners those who have perfect escape skills when faced with supernatural beings?

The exact form in which the magnetic cards will appear is unknown, but Bude has successfully convinced Edith and Anderson.

They looked at him with admiration.

"But in order to ensure safety, we need to act collectively. Everything is under my command."

Bude made the decision.

Wei Miao observed everything silently, acting as a transparent person very obediently, and echoed without any opinion.

All of Bude's decisions reveal the aura of an experienced player. From a current perspective, he has indeed made the right choice.

There were all kinds of knives and forks in the kitchen, and Bude asked them to choose some weapons for self-defense. Anderson chose a kitchen knife, Edith took a fruit knife, and Bude was more outrageous. He used a pot lid as a shield.

Wei Miao picked out a slender fruit knife with a sheath. As soon as she picked it up, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

In other words, the body itself is so familiar with it that it has developed muscle memory. Holding the knife, my self-confidence suddenly gained sufficient confidence.

Turning his wrist, Wei Miaoxu looked at everyone, and thoughts about how to draw the sword and from which angle to attack were more efficient and labor-saving flashed through his mind.

It seems that Lorraine White will become a death row prisoner, excusable circumstances.

Yesterday I finally signed a contract~ Here is a rule for adding updates before it is put on the shelves. One update will be added for every 500 starting coins. The reason for setting this high is not because the author has a high self-esteem, but precisely because it is difficult to achieve (in a romance-oriented female channel

(no cp, you can imagine how cool it is). And the author happens to be a user who has difficulty updating, so...

But I still hope to have an opportunity that will make me crazy about coding. Who doesn’t have a dream? (ω)ノ
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