CHAPTER 20 DIVISION OF HERITAGE

"You know how to remove the handcuffs?" Shen Ti said suspiciously, ordinary people don't have this skill.

Wu You nodded and looked at An Wujiu, "Do you understand?"

An Wujiu thought for a while, "If we don't solve it, one of us will always commit a foul tonight."

If Shen Ti insisted on dragging him to Room 7, it would be troublesome. His energy bar was already only half, and if it was reduced by half because of the foul, I am afraid it would be zero.

"Untie it." Shen Ti shrugged, "My wrist hurts because of the handcuffs, and I'm still thinking about what to do at night."

Wu You didn't say much, grabbing An Wu Jiu's wrist to observe the style of the handcuffs on his hands. Then took a paper clip from the cuff of coat, straightened the bent end, inserted it into the keyhole, and bent the end that had gone in with thumb, trying to turn it around.

Not long after, An Wu Jiu heard a slight clicking sound, which was the sound of the metal card slot bouncing.

"Fortunately, it's not double insurance." Wu You pulled the ratchet and untied the handcuffs.

So skilled?

"What about mine?" Shen Ti also put his hand close, as if he was afraid that he wouldn't get it.

Wu You whispered that he understood, then untied it for Shen Ti, and then handed the handcuffs back to An Wujiu, "If you exchanged this, you can open the panel and put it in your own storage threshold."

"Thank you." An Wu Jiu put away the handcuffs and prepared to leave. Wu You grabbed his sleeve first, "I still have something to tell you alone."

Shen Ti glanced at Wu You's hand, then pretended to be tired and yawned, "I'll go back to the lounge to catch up on sleep."

It was not until his back was hidden at the entrance of the corridor that An Wu Jiu opened the door of the piano room again and brought Wu You in.

"You've changed back." Wu You said softly.

Wu You on the round table hadn't noticed it yet, but when he just released the handcuffs, An Wu Jiu didn't hide his current state.

"Um."

"Remember our plan?"

An Wu Jiu nodded and said lightly, "Of course, I remember what I did." After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and asked Wu You, "What is the specific situation of your duel with Liu Chengwei?"

Wu You said it truthfully, omitting a lot of details, "I initiated the first round, and my current health bar is already higher than his, but Yang Ming still asked Ueno to go up too, Liu Chengwei has almost no room to fight back, very It's almost over. The second round is still the same, the third round was initiated by Ueno, and I left."

An Wu Jiu frowned slightly, "Ueno took the initiative?"

"Well." Wu You explained, "Because Liu Chengwei suddenly asked to activate his skills at the end of the second round, and took all the supplies from Ueno. I don't know why."

Hearing this, An Wujiu's brows slowly loosened and he stopped talking.

The piano room was silent for a moment, and Wu You asked tentatively, "Then... do you want to continue?"

He wasn't sure. Because An Wu Jiu, who had a plan with him, didn't have any bottom line, he didn't even want to win, he just wanted to play with people's hearts and take revenge.

But now what?

At this moment, he seems to be the one who wanted everyone to live together before.

An Wu Jiao remained silent for a minute.

Finally he stretched out his finger and pressed a black key on the piano.

"continue."

"But... I've run out of supplies." Wu You whispered, "I've used up all of them."

He gently pressed a white key again.

"You'll have it soon."

Shen Ti guessed the relationship between Wu You and An Wujiu along the way.

He has witnessed Wu You taking the initiative to show his favor to Yang Ming, so now he is coming to An Wujiu for peace?

It has been the third day, and no one on the field has indicated that their red and black lines have been changed. In such a situation, there are only two possibilities, either An Wu Jiu has taken a more secure approach and is not eager to use his skills yet, and wants to wait until he finds the person with the most favorable red and black lines before switching.

Another possibility is that he has already changed, and has reached an alliance with the person who changed the line, so the other party will remain silent.

Shen Ti fell into contemplation.

Among the remaining few people, everyone is scheming, and no one will take the initiative to reveal their red and black lines to another person. After all, this is about a cursed relationship. Once it is said, hostility will form.

There is only one person, in only one situation, who is willing to change lines with An Wujiu as soon as possible.

In other words, he hoped that An Wujiu could change lanes for him.

That is Wu You who cursed Yang Ming.

It must be exchanged on the first day, otherwise there is no doubt of death.

In the dark corridor, Shen Ti, who was leaning against the wall, chuckled softly. The angel lamp emits a creamy yellow light, illuminating the road ahead.

It turns out that this spy... is double-sided.

When returning to the lounge corridor, Shen Ti saw Yang Ming standing in front of Room 7 with his hands behind his back. He also heard Shen Ti's footsteps and turned his head.

"What a coincidence, I'm waiting for you."

Shen Ti didn't answer, just raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked to the reading room at the other end of the lounge porch.

This is a kind of action language of "I would like to listen to it", and Yang Ming also followed. The reading room was very quiet, Shen Ti sat on the sofa, "Do you want to cooperate with me?"

"Sure enough, he is a smart person." Yang Ming sat opposite him. "Then I will make a long story short. As long as you agree to form an alliance, after this round is over, I will give you one-third of the reward points."

Shen Ti stared at him, the faint smile on his face incomprehensible.

Yang Ming guessed that he was too little, and immediately said, "One-half? How about it?"

Hearing his words, Shen Ti chuckled softly, his tone was brisk, and he touched the slightly swaying red coral under his ear with one hand.

"If I can't live to the end, let alone half, I won't get a penny."

Obviously, this kind of purely enticing method won't work for Shen Ti.

"I can promise you that I will get rid of the people with the highest points and make sure that you can successfully enter the top four." It is probably the influence of work in reality. When it comes to negotiating conditions, Yang Ming does it easily. After all, his job is to start from Money out of the customer's pocket.

But Shen Ti is different, and Yang Ming also knows this.

"Your best partner right now is only me."

Shen Ti seemed to be interested all of a sudden, those charming green eyes twinkled with light, "Really?"

Yang Ming got closer, his voice was low and hoarse, "If I guessed correctly, your black line is An Wu Jiu."

In this regard, Shen Ti's face did not show surprise, but raised his eyebrows, "Continue."

Yang Ming is obviously extremely dissatisfied with his attitude. After all, his huge advantage has been maintained for two days, but one of the chips before became a traitor, or a traitor with a red line. Fortunately, there are only two points. Death is not a pity.

He also needs a high-health backup weapon.

"I have always been unable to guess your red and black lines, because you are too elusive. Even now, I don't know what tactics you are playing, whether you want to win or not. But there are only eight people in total, and you can always get a rough idea by excluding them. scope."

He said frankly: "I already know the black lines of Liu Chengwei, Ueno Dacheng and Wu You, they are Wu You, you, and Liu Chengwei, the rest... An Wujiu can't curse himself, of course I also know that I am not Those who cursed him."

"Lao Yu is too obvious, I'm afraid his red thread is An Wu Jiu, then the black thread will not be him, only you and Zhong Yi Rou, Zhong Yi Rou will even help An Wu Jiu sew up the wound, even if he pretends to be a good person, this It's time to show up."

He said the results he had deduced through intelligence, and then looked at Shen Ti.

"That's right." Shen Ti was more straightforward than he thought.

"My black line is indeed An Wugui."

Yang Ming smiled, "In this case, it is the best choice for you to cooperate with me. An Wu Jiu must die, otherwise you won't even be able to get his four points."

"Trust me, I will help you kill An Wujiu."

"It makes sense." Shen Ti snapped his fingers, "I can cooperate, but I have a request."

He smiled, "I don't need your point reward for this round. I want the last round, and it's all."

"Anyway, your reward this round must be higher than the previous round, so you won't suffer."

Yang Ming pondered for a moment, and finally agreed.

Lao Yu would not stand in line with him, and Zhong Yirou would be even more impossible. Without Shen Ti as a weapon, he would definitely suffer in a duel, and he would not be able to contain others.

They signed a contract, and Yang Ming was very shrewd, stating that Shen Ti must unconditionally obey his demands in the duel until the moment when the sacred music ended on the morning of the fifth day. At that time, the points will automatically fall to Shen Ti's name.

After the negotiation, Shen Ti fell asleep directly on the sofa on the grounds of being drowsy, with a pair of long legs that had nowhere to rest on the armrest of the sofa, and quickly fell asleep in a weird posture.

Yang Ming had to leave alone.

He walked to the living room and saw that several other people were dueling, not dueling, but discussing Liu Chengwei's body.

"The energy bar above his head has turned gray." Wu You said.

"What about the corpse?" Lao Yu glanced at the others, "Put it back in his lounge?"

Zhong Yirou shook her head and touched her arms with both hands, like goosebumps all over her body, "No, I have to go back to sleep at night, it's too scary."

An Wujiu leaned his back against the wall, staring at Liu Chengwei's missing eye at the duel threshold, the scarlet light curtain made his death even more terrifying, but An Wujiu always felt that this person would suddenly come back to life , jumped up to insult him, grabbed his collar, and spit in his face.

But he died, in infighting.

Ueno, who killed him, was still shaking and in a trance.

"Will his corpse disappear from the game?" An Wujiu asked.

"Well..." Zhong Yirou thought for a while, "Generally not. In all the games I played before, the dead were no different from those who died in reality. The process of decomposing the corpse is the same, and it will not disappear out of thin air. ... that's why it's scary."

Wu You whispered, "Aren't you a doctor?"

"I'm just a little prosthetic doctor, I'm not a forensic doctor!"

Unable to argue, they still left Liu Chengwei's body in the corner of the duel room. An Wu Jiu turned his head and saw Yang Ming standing at the door.

With his chin slightly raised, he said to everyone in the duel room, "It's not just a corpse."

"How to divide the materials left by Liu Chengwei, can't we discuss it?"

Yang Ming directly pierced the thoughts of everyone who wanted to say but couldn't say it well, and then turned around and walked towards the storage room. After Liu Chengwei's death, all his materials were automatically placed in the storage room, including all the materials looted from Ueno when he activated his skills during the duel. .

Hearing the supplies, Ueno followed Yang Ming to the storage room like a conditioned reflex.

On the top shelf that Liu Chengwei had always stored, they did see supplies, bread, water and medicine. Liu Chengwei's skill is that he can directly plunder other people's materials, so that these things are labeled with him and automatically included in his storage point.

"It's mine! He stole mine!"

He suddenly reached out, only to find that he couldn't pick up any of his supplies!

Daisei Ueno sat down on the ground, his pale lips trembling slightly.

With zero supplies, what if he has the skills to copy supplies?

The copy is also zero...

wrong. Yang Ming frowned.

According to the rules, the materials of the dead are public assets.

Why can't it be picked up?

He also reached out and tried it, but it didn't work.

what happened?

"Excuse me, let me borrow it."

An Wu Jiu's voice came from behind Yang Ming, causing an inexplicable chill on his back.

He just watched An Wujiu stretch out his hand and grab a piece of bread from the top of the cabinet.

On the top of the bread was the label - An Wugui.