noffsinger Chapter 541: Four Games of Cruise Ship Hunting (4)
Chapter 541: Four Games of Cruise Ship Hunting (4)
"Xiao Song, you're back."
Tang Xuning, who hadn't been seen for a long time, sat in the hotel room, smiling very happily.
Song Yuesheng turned to look at Yang Qingqing, who walked away guiltily, making the excuse "I'll go get some water."
No wonder Yang Qingqing asked her to be mentally prepared.
She nodded slightly at Tang Xuning, then walked to the bed, took out the phone charging cable, and prepared to borrow the hotel's computer to edit the photos.
She was unconscious that day, and Yang Qingqing and Yang Nian couldn't carry three suitcases, so they only put clothes and toiletries in two suitcases.
"Xiao Song." Tang Xuning stood up, blocking the way, and said aggrievedly, "Why do you suddenly have such a big prejudice against me? I have no blood relationship with my uncle and aunt, so of course I would have wild thoughts."
As he got closer, Song Yuesheng smelled the scent of rotten fruit.
It smells the same as the flowers and plants that can be found everywhere on the island.
She frowned, asked Sparrow Elf for the three videos in which Tang Xuning promoted her, and then posted them in the group of six people.
"Look at the group."
Song Yuesheng took a detour from the side.
After getting away from Tang Xuning, the smell could no longer be smelled.
Is this the mixed fruity scent that attracts succubi?
He fell from a building twice and once pushed someone in the studio while pretending to fall asleep.
The video is clear.
The first fall from the building occurred before the junior sister’s hostility.
There is no way to shirk it.
After watching the video, Tang Xuning clutched his phone in anger, his bones creaking.
All the surveillance videos have been deleted. Where did Song Yuesheng get them?
Yes.
Song Yuesheng's natal weapon is a big trouble.
"Xunning..."
Yang Qingqing was just trying to figure out what the conflict between the two was when she saw Tang Xuning leaving without looking back.
At the same time, a message was sent in the group.
——"The video might be photoshopped. It's not a good idea to have preconceived ideas."
Yang Qingqing thinks not.
The time is right.
Yang Nian is also in that studio video.
As for P video, the workload is too huge and Dawaner does not have that much time to operate the computer.
The first video of falling from the building was taken shortly after boarding the ship.
Why did Dawaner and Xuning end up in a life-and-death fight?
Because of twenty years of staying here?
But Aunt Song and Uncle Song raised Xuning and favored her, so what was there to be dissatisfied about?
Yang Qingqing scratched her hair in annoyance.
It's true that everyone has their own troubles.
She called Yang Nian and repeatedly told her not to ask Tang Xuning casually.
Yang Nian couldn't hide the truth, but this matter was ultimately a conflict between the two of them. Others could listen at appropriate times but should never take the initiative to interfere.
……
evening.
Song Yuesheng sent all the photos to Ma Jinyu as promised, and then began to investigate the flowers and plants on the island.
Exactly the same rotten smell.
It looks like a stinky ditch, or like an apple that has been left for many days and has become moldy and rotten.
She picked a flower at random and handed it to Yang Qingqing who was wandering around: "Qingqing, what do you smell?"
Yang Qingqing put it under her nose and sniffed it without any doubt.
Suddenly, the expression on his face frowned.
She spat a few times in disgust.
"Ugh, what's that smell? It smells like rotten apples."
Song Yuesheng: "You didn't pay attention to it?"
Yang Qingqing shook her head: "I've been walking around the streets these days and have never been here."
Song Yuesheng rubbed his fingers.
The sample size is too small to obtain effective data support.
She bent down and picked a lot of white flowers, then walked towards Yang Qingqing and pointed to the area with lights on.
"It's getting dark. We should go find Yang Nian. We'll go to the swamp area here tomorrow."
Yang Qingqing looked at her and said with concern: "Da Wan'er, there are not enough demon hunters and succubi on this island, and there are so many ordinary people on the ship. We are too weak to do anything. Let's wait until we go back and report to Elder Liu."
To put it bluntly.
The only commercial street on the island is almost entirely populated by low-level succubi.
Ordinary people don't have the ability to identify succubi, and they only see vendors offering warm hospitality.
If you try to stop it, not only will they not be grateful, but they will also be resented by ordinary people.
Killing low-level succubi in person would cause chaos, turning ordinary people into hostages of the succubi, thus affecting the rescue process.
Song Yuesheng chuckled and changed the subject.
"Qingqing, did you know that there is a practice of kidnapping demon hunters on Thanatos Island? Judging from their tone, this is not the first time they have done this."
"what?"
Yang Qingqing was stunned for a long time and then spoke slowly.
"You sent a message in the early morning saying you wouldn't be back. Is that why?"
Song Yuesheng shook his head and explained, "Yesterday, a succubus kidnapped Ma Jinyu. I found out on the first night I came here."
The air seemed to have been frozen for a long time, so heavy that one could almost touch the depression.
The light of the setting sun is soft.
Yang Qingqing's figure blocked most of the sunset light, causing Song Yuesheng to be covered by the afterglow of the sunset and a long shadow, creating a strange and mysterious light and shadow effect.
"Who? Come out!"
Song Yuesheng walked forward to the same level as Yang Qingqing and took off the hairband on her wrist.
The hairband turned into a black paper umbrella and flew towards the trees in the distance.
boom!
The trees were cut down by the umbrella, stirring up a large cloud of dust and smoke.
When the smoke cleared, a young man appeared in front of the two of them, wearing a simple white shirt.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his body, giving him a faint golden glow.
"I don't intend to continue to be so cruel after deceiving you."
Ruan Jing held the black paper umbrella in his hand.
If you look closely, you can see that his other hand is clenched tightly, as if he is enduring something.
"I never wanted you to die."
Song Yuesheng silently recited the incantation and summoned the Soul-Breaking Umbrella back to his hand.
Mission completed, die at will.
Taking the Soul-Crushing Umbrella now will mean two lives, one corpse.
Yang Qingqing's eyes wandered between Ruan Jing and Song Yuesheng.
She could sense that Ruan Jing was hostile towards Da Wan'er and reminded her to be careful, but she got the answer "don't worry".
The two people found Yang Nian in an antique shop on the street.
Song Yuesheng gave her a flower to smell.
Like Ruan Jing, Yang Nian also meant that the smell was very light and not very floral.
Song Yuesheng lowered his eyes and tried to recall the ordinary tourists on the cruise ship.
The more samples there are, the more accurate the experimental results will be.
Ruan Jing raised his lips in a smile, and said sarcastically, "Miss Song is really different. Even if others don't buy bouquets, they won't give away free flowers."
Song Yuesheng raised his eyes and explained calmly: "I had a cold yesterday, so I couldn't smell anything. I was just helping out a little, not sending you off."
Hearing this, Ruan Jing's smile deepened a little, but it still contained a subtle hint of sarcasm.
"You don't believe me, but you don't believe Miss Yang either? You picked flowers with her, but you asked me instead of her?"
Yang Qingqing wanted to explain, but she felt Song Yuesheng secretly pinching her hand, and then she heard a voice.
"Unfortunately, she also caught a cold."
"Really? That's such a coincidence."
Ruan Jing looked Song Yuesheng up and down, as if trying to find a flaw in her expression, but all he saw was calmness and composure.
After a while.
He pretended to put on a mask and kept a distance from the three people.
"Alas. I was originally planning to treat the three of you to a feast at Zui Xiao Yao, but since you have a cold, let's talk about it another day."
Looking at Ruan Jing leaving, Song Yuesheng shook his cell phone at Yang Qingqing.
"Qingqing, please."
She sent Yang Qingqing the location of the first kidnapping and asked her to go to the cabin and get a vase of flowers.
According to the people on that day, the scent of the flowers might be a drug to treat the witcher.
If you see someone wearing security uniform or a suspicious person, leave immediately and don't take risks.
Yang Qingqing took the flowers, and she went to Zuixiaoyao Hotel to find the place where the demon hunter was imprisoned, and continued to look for someone to smell the white flowers.
Half an hour later.
Song Yuesheng came out of the hotel, touching the scar makeup on her face.
This way you might be able to avoid the security guards at the door.
She touched the hair tie on her wrist and sighed.
There are so many succubi on the street that cannot use the Soul-Crushing Umbrella's teleportation.
From this perspective, Zuixiaoyao Hotel is simply the Ounieri cruise ship on Thanatos Island.
There was a lot of security gathered around the hotel.
They formed a long line and patrolled around the hotel.
The security guard at the door checked everyone entering and leaving the hotel one by one, and seemed to be holding something in his hand.
In the huge flower bed not far from the door.
Song Yuesheng hid in the bushes and zoomed in using the camera mode.
Tsk.
Her photo.
She was not allowed to enter by name.
If I had known earlier, I would have forced Ruan Jing to tell me what the inside story was in the Zui Xiaoyao Hotel.
Song Yuesheng carefully crawled out of the bushes.
I jumped off the flower bed and when I looked up, I bumped into a pair of eyes that were watching the show.
What else don’t you understand?
Ruan Jing left just to watch her have fun.
He stroked his chin and said, "Your umbrella can take you to any place instantly. You don't use it, but you take the risk to come here. There is only one possibility."
Ruan Jing stretched out the sound, and a delicate little mirror appeared in his hand.
"Song Yuesheng, your umbrella teleportation is subject to conditions."
His voice was long and contained an unquestionable certainty.
He is indeed a good planner.
Song Yuesheng gave a thumbs up in his heart, but appeared calm on the surface, calmly brushing the dust off his clothes.
"I want to exercise, right?"
Ruan Jing chuckled and raised the mirror in his hand slightly.
Song Yuesheng quickly summoned the Soul-Breaking Umbrella to resist.
The light spot flying out of the mirror collided with the Soul-Breaking Umbrella, making a loud noise.
Ruan Jing's eyes darkened.
The Soul-Eating Mirror can’t be defeated?
"what sound?"
"You guys continue patrolling, we'll go take a look!"
Song Yuesheng took a glance and then threw the Soul-Breaking Umbrella towards Ruan Jing.
The umbrella hit his chest, causing him to sway and take a few steps back involuntarily.
The mirror in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".
Just as Ruan Jing quickly adjusted his breathing and prepared to summon the Soul-Eating Mirror, a figure pounced over from the side like a ghost, at an astonishing speed.
"I don't like fighting and killing. I'm sorry to ask you to play a scene with me."
Fighting and killing is a waste of time.
If you can go to the 21st floor to find clues, why do this?
Song Yuesheng raised his right hand slightly and summoned back the Soul-Breaking Umbrella.
For an instant.
Change of location.
The elevator opposite shows the twenty-first floor.
Song Yuesheng's eyes flickered slightly.
Soon he started laughing.
The male protagonist is a high-level succubus. His desires are naturally different from those of ordinary people. Using weapons forged with desires is simply child's play.
She had never thought of this.
well.
Found a bug that allows teleportation using the Soul Crusher Umbrella.
The patrol at the door saw nothing and thought it was just a fighter passing by, so they went back to continue their patrol.
**
Ruan Jing raised his eyes slightly, looked around at the scene, and couldn't help but sneer.
He, the chess player, once again became a chess piece.
I thought I had found Song Yuesheng's weakness, but I didn't expect it to be her performance again.
"Song Yuesheng." He uttered her name softly with mixed emotions, "Do you know that you are a poisonous thorn?"
The only solution to remain unaffected forever is for Song Yuesheng to die.
But the Soul-Eating Mirror has no chance against that umbrella.
Song Yuesheng raised her head from his arms, smiled with curved eyebrows, and pointed at his heart.
"Then how deep am I in your heart?"
Ruan Jing snorted coldly.
"No matter how similar the smell is, it's not a phantom fruit. Your little tricks are useless to me!"
Song Yuesheng distanced herself from him and took out a few white flowers from her pocket.
"You mean them?"
There was a hint of curiosity and innocence in her tone, as if she really had no idea of all this.
Ruan Jing's expression instantly became serious: "You don't know?"
Song Yuesheng nodded honestly, his eyes clear as water, without the slightest disguise or affectation.
"I'm not a succubus, so of course I don't know anything about your clan. But..."
At this point, a bright smile broke out on her face.
"Thanks!"
After she finished speaking, she used the Soul-Breaking Umbrella to leave.
His tolerance has reached its limit, and if he continues to ask, it will definitely backfire.
After Song Yuesheng left, with a "click", the glass window on the side of the elevator was shattered by a mirror as if to vent his anger.
……
The air was filled with mist and fog.
Yan Li is taking a hot spring bath?
Sudden.
Song Yuesheng sensed the danger and instinctively raised his leg to kick.
Oh.
What a long person.
Clean and tidy.
I really want to do something.
Song Yuesheng coughed, put down his legs, turned around, and silently said to himself that beauty can mislead people and he must not be influenced by it.
"What a misunderstanding. I came to discuss cooperation with you. I didn't know you were taking a shower."
"go out."
Yan Li endured the discomfort and growled.
"Okay, I'll wait for you outside."
The door opened, bringing a hint of cool air into the bathroom, and quickly closed again.
Yan Li took a deep breath and calmed down the discomfort caused by the Soul-Breaking Umbrella.
That umbrella is a real scourge.
Every nerve in Yan Li's body was tense, and even a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, gleaming faintly under the dim light.
Doesn't she understand what people say?
Cooperation?
He curled his lips sarcastically.
What can a demon hunter do with a succubus?
Song Yuesheng waited in the living room for a long time before Yan Li appeared, with disgust written all over his face.
She got straight to the point: "I want to know what Zui Xiaoyao does. In exchange, besides killing, I can promise you three things."
Yan Li was stunned.
I didn't expect her to be so bold and ask directly.
He lowered his crossed legs and tried to find something fishy on her face.
"Compared to me, you should look for He Xiubai or Sheng Qiwen. What they know fits the answer you want."
Song Yuesheng sighed: "I may not be able to beat them."
Yan Li snorted.
I really don’t like this answer.
but……
He looked at her: "Are you really going to fulfill the three things you promised?"
Song Yuesheng nodded: "Of course. Cooperation requires contributions from both parties. This is the sincerity I can give."
Yan Li looked at her.
He seemed to be weighing something, or thinking about some important decision.
"Okay then." Yan Li finally spoke, "First thing, use your Soul-Breaking Umbrella to stab yourself. As long as you stab yourself, I will believe..."
puff!
Before she could finish her words, the dagger had already stabbed into her chest and then pulled out.
The blade was stained red.
Blood continued to drip from her chest.
Hot and blinding.
Song Yuesheng calmly wiped the blood off the knife with the tablecloth. His body was a little crooked, but he still looked at him calmly.
"Can we talk now?"
An inexplicable feeling of bitterness and shock suddenly emerged in Yan Li's heart.
He opened his lips, but his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by something.
After a long while, he uttered two words with difficulty: "Mad man."