A burst of tired feeling swept over, Shuling shook his body, knelt on the ground, holding his stomach, looked up at the people not far away, vaguely heard the man say, "I want to keep your life, play slowly."

When Shu Ling woke up again, it was another scene. Huashi's room was filled with several antique vases. The bed under her was wide enough to accommodate four or five people. Shu Ling stepped on the carpet when she got out of bed. The thick carpet wrapped her cool feet in an instant. When she opened the thick brown curtain in front of the table, Shu Ling found that it was on the boat.

The sky should be in the early morning. The boat is moving slowly. The moon outside is covered by clouds. We can't see the surrounding conditions clearly and we are not restricted. In other words, the person who brought her here is not afraid of what she will do. At this time, Shu Ling noticed an envelope on the table.

Inside is a printed letter. At the beginning of the letter, it says that the game will officially start at 8:00 tomorrow evening. During this period, Shu Ling can walk around at will. This room and other rooms are equipped with monitors. All their actions are under the control of that person.

The rule of the game is two words, live.

These two words seem to stick into Shu Ling's eyes. She doesn't know who they are, what he wants to do, or even his appearance. If Gu Yishen can't find them here, she doesn't know what is waiting for her and Xiao Li.

This series of anxieties make her extremely uncomfortable. Even if she talks with Gu Yishen, she can't completely control the situation. The purpose of that person is still unknown. It depends on Gu Yishen and Xu Shengbai's ability to adapt to circumstances.

When the discomfort of waking up was over, Shu Ling stood up, opened the door of the room and went out. The light outside gave Shu Ling the illusion that it was day. In front of her door stood a waiter in black.

When the waiter saw Shu Ling come out, he raised his hand to hold her without expression. His eyes didn't even fall on Shu Ling. "Game time hasn't started yet. Please stay in your own room."

Shu Ling stares at the person in front of him, "the letter to me says that I can move freely before the game starts. Your rules are not easy to use, or you don't follow the rules?"

The waiter was silent for a moment, then put down his hand. "Please, ma'am."

When Shu Ling turns around and leaves, she notices the earphone on her ear, which room should the person hide in, and controls their actions through monitoring and intercom.

At this time, there are waiters at the door of the room, and there are five at her door. No one stands at the door of the other rooms. Shu Ling can conclude that there should be people in the other four rooms. It's not difficult to find Xiao Li's location. As long as she asks, the waiters at the door will tell her who the people in the room are.

It took five minutes to find out that Wen Kejia, Liu Qin, Zang Qingqing and Xiao Li were in charge of the four rooms respectively. I'm not surprised that they were fake. Since the last ship incident, she didn't see Wen Kejia again. After Lu Zhi flew abroad, she didn't even know anything about Wen Kejia.

But I didn't expect that she would be here.

But she didn't have time to talk to Wen Kejia. When she found Xiao Li's room, she asked the waiter at the door to open the door. The lights were bright inside, but the ground was smashed into a mess. What caught her eyes were Xiao Li lying on the sofa sleeping, the empty syringe after injection and the bandage used to bandage his wound.

Bypassing the smashed antique vase, Shu Ling sits next to Xiao Li. After checking his body, his uneasiness gradually expands. If this goes on like this, whether Xiao Li can survive in three days is a problem. He can only pray that if they can get on the ship to rescue, they will take the medicine given by the old bastard.

Xiao Li wakes up with trembling eyelashes, and his slightly turbid and unfocused eyes look at Shu Ling sitting next to him. With less and less waking time, Xiao Li knows that he can't hold on for a long time. When he was first brought here, Xiao Li actually made fun of himself and let him fall in love, but it didn't work out well.

Originally wanted to sit up, but now he didn't even have the strength to sit up, so he could only hook the corner of his mouth at Shu Ling. Anyway, he has already implicated Shu Ling, and he doesn't intend to say anything more grandiose, "I'm only conscious within two hours after injection. Let's have a chat."

Shu Ling frowned, "has it been shortened to such a short time?"

"Well, it's very strong. I'll tell you in a few days or so."

Shu Ling looked up at the top left flashing red monitor, bent over to Xiao Li's ear, which in the monitor looks like kissing Xiao Li's side face, "hold on, hold on for another three days, success or failure, three days later, either we die together or we live together."

When Shu Ling left his ear, Xiao Li looked at Shu Ling strangely, "what do you mean?" He probably also understood, from the tone of Shu Ling, this time things, different from usual, the line of sight fell on Shu Ling's stomach, "you!"

"Shh." Shu Ling looked at him, "I believe you, and I believe Gu Yishen and Xu Shengbai."

Endless words, but let Xiao Li unload his strength, "you go out, I will hurt you when I get sick." Xiao Li didn't even have the strength to say a word now. He panted and raised his hand to let Shu Ling go out.Back to the room, Shu Ling didn't worry about other things, but lay down on the bed to sleep, anyway, the man won't do anything to himself now.

As soon as I wake up, it's daybreak. I don't have a mobile phone, a watch, or even a clock. After washing in the room, I go to open the door. A new waiter at the door takes Shu Ling to the next floor for breakfast.

If it wasn't for being sent here in a coma, Shu Ling really felt that she was on vacation. At the place where she had breakfast, Shu Ling met the man, not so much as waiting for her there.

The face after the mask is removed is the face that Shu Ling has never seen, no matter what life she has never seen. The waiter guides Shu Ling to do it in position, and then silently turns around and exits.

Only Shuling and the man were left in the big room. Shuling looked down at the orange and steaming millet porridge in front of him, picked up the spoon and stirred it. "I'm coming with you for a holiday?"

"How many months has Miss Shu's child been?" The man raises an eye to see to Shu Ling.

On that person's unkind eyes, Shuling's look also gradually cold, "what do you want to say, don't beat around the bush."