Chapter 274 Invisible Confrontation
Who on earth was this guy? Chen Xiao'er grabbed her skirt, unable to move forward or backward.
The distance was awkward. She couldn't pounce on the suspicious individual to grab the explosives, nor could she retreat far enough.
It would be terrible if this guy lit the explosive and threw it at her.
The two faced each other in silence.
The suspicious guy with the mask covering his face spoke, and his voice was as expected, processed and hoarse, as if his throat had been corroded by something.
"Chen Xiao'er, I need you to do me a small favor." It raised its hand, and a young man came from behind the rooftop, holding an exquisite chair in his hand.
The chair is engraved with a wide variety of flowers and artistic symbols. The metal frame and matte texture are very harmonious. Judging from its shape, it is very suitable to be placed on the balcony of a high-end hotel.
If used for theatrical performances, it can serve as a throne for the queen and princess.
Chen Xiao'er's attention was not focused on the chair, because the person who moved the chair was actually Zhao Zhengyi.
Zhao Zhengyi lowered his head without saying a word. He put down the chair and retreated silently into the darkness, without any trace of his usual sunny and reckless demeanor.
It's really strange... Why would Zhao Zhengyi help the Chen family or the fraudsters? And he looks like he's been beaten by society for more than ten years.
Zheng Xiuli next to her also seemed to be acting strangely.
After she screamed, she seemed to be frightened by so many explosives and collapsed to the ground, motionless, completely lacking her usual courage and energy.
Something is wrong.
My classmates and I have only been apart for less than an hour, how could their behavior be so different?
Thinking of this, she seemed to have more suspicious things in her eyes about Zhao Zhengyi and Zheng Xiuli, but unfortunately they both lowered their heads and her expressions could not be seen clearly.
Bang!
The suspicious person clapped his hands vigorously, drawing her attention back to himself.
It leaned on the stool with one hand and said, "Please sit down. This is a small favor I need you to do for me."
"So easy?" Chen Xiao'e chuckled sarcastically, her legs planted firmly in place. The easier the other party's request seemed to be, the more terrifying its true intentions.
She would never believe that an enemy would go to great lengths to stockpile a bunch of explosives on the rooftop just to force her to sit on a stool and do nothing.
As soon as she sits on it, bad things will surely follow.
The suspicious person raised a finger and waved it in the air.
"Of course it's not as easy as you think. I need you to sit there quietly for a while, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours, but no longer than what you would consider a day."
What does this mean? Chen Xiao'er's brain was working at high speed.
Her imagination could conjure up many vague images, but the only plausible one was the hobby of serial killers in horror movies: forcing victims to sit in a chair and watch videos of their relatives or friends being harmed.
Her feet couldn't help but take a step back.
"Are you sure you don't want to follow my advice?" The suspicious man put down his finger and leaned forward with the explosives. The mask had no eyeholes, as if there were two black holes in the center of the mask.
"Chen Xiao'er, your sister is in my hands." The voice was not loud, but it hit her eardrum like a heavy hammer.
"You're lying!" Chen Xiao'er retorted subconsciously: "Xiaotong is clearly with, with..."
Despair made no reply or mocking sound, but simply opened his arms towards her.
At this moment, the explosives in its right hand were no longer so noticeable, as a dozen young men, heads bowed, silently walked from the doorway to the rooftop.
Chen Xiaotong is with her classmates, and the classmates are here now, right behind it.
What about Xiaotong? The answer is self-evident.
"I don't believe it." She murmured again, like a lie that couldn't convince herself.
Despair nodded slightly: "Don't believe it? You can call her on your cell phone."
As soon as it finished speaking, Chen Xiao'er took out her cell phone and opened the address book.
The first person in the address book is Lan, who is marked with an asterisk. The next three important contacts are Ling, Xiao Nuan, and Xiao Tong. Professor Mi Luo is also ranked high because he is a frequent contact.
Chen Xiao'er took this opportunity to first send them all a 113, which is the emergency contact number within the United City area. Then she pressed Chen Xiaotong's communication button.
Busy tone, a long busy tone.
No one answered.
"You should believe it now, right?" Despair patted the back of his chair. "If you still don't believe it, I'll have to kill a few people to gain your trust."
The tone of its voice was flat, yet it contained a strong malice that anyone could easily detect.
Chen Xiao'er had no doubt that if she dared to say "I don't believe it" again, this person would kill her classmates one by one to "prove" it.
She bit her lip and inched towards the chair, trying to buy more time.
Fortunately, this suspicious guy didn't seem to care about her little thoughts. He stood patiently at the edge of the chair and waited for her to sit down slowly without urging her.
Chen Xiao'er sat firmly in the chair, lowered her head without saying a word, and prepared to continue delaying time.
The other party continued in that flat tone, "Please rest assured, I won't do anything to you for the time being."
"Then what are you going to do next?" Chen Xiao'er raised her eyes.
Even if she couldn't see the other person's facial features, she wanted to get more information from small movements or other places, at least to determine whether it was a member of the Chen family or some unknown third-party force?
I still have a long way to go, and I will not let go of anyone who endangers Xiaotong's safety.
At this moment, Chen Xiao'er's faint murderous intent seemed to dilute the other party's strong malice.
Despair didn't retreat, and a hint of emotion finally appeared in its voice. "Aren't you curious why all your classmates are on my side?"
"They won't stand on your side." Chen Xiao'er retorted confidently: "You must have found some weakness to threaten them into submission!"
The understanding and trust of classmates build a strong cognitive barrier.
He lowered his eyes in despair, his attempt to seize control having failed.
He discovered that even if those humans were mirror images he had created, he could not order them to deal with Chen Xiao'er directly under Chen Xiao'er's gaze.
Because in Chen Xiao'er's opinion, this is something that is impossible to happen.
What a pity.
Human regret flashed across his mind, and despair decisively gave up this very tempting idea and started the next round of attempts.
He pointed at his feet and said, "You guessed right, I did threaten them. It's so easy to threaten you guys. I've placed high explosives all over the school. If you don't have fun with me, I'll blow you all up."
So that's how it is. Chen Xiao'e didn't comment. She kind of understood but didn't completely believe it.
The main reason is that Taoli University does a very good job in security.
In her opinion, whether it is the Chen family or other universities, they should not use outsiders to bring in a large amount of explosives and place them in various corners of the school.
Are all the security and surveillance personnel in your school dead?
Maybe this person bribed an insider, and they placed explosives at the bottom of some buildings, such as this tower, which threatened the students.
Chen Xiao'er was worried about the handrails, so she let her hands hang naturally to the edge of her skirt... Uh, what is this?
She suddenly felt a bulge on the side of her thigh that fit the strap.
She was surprised in her heart, but did not show it on her face.
Chen Xiao'er used the movement of her fingers to feel the outline of the object, and it felt like a scabbard.
This is the dagger my mother gave me.
Fragments of memories floated through her mind. She had previously taken Sister Lan and Lin Lang to the dormitory to pack their luggage. There was originally a lot of space left in the suitcase, but Sister Lan ended up stuffing the books in as well, so—
A few vague fragments of memory became clear in illusions and memories.
The scenes of Chen Xiao'er pulling out the dagger and putting it back into the box were cut into another continuous memory and pasted together with other clues, transforming into another layer of "reality".
That's right. Her eyes flashed, and she thought of the belt and leg rings she had custom-made that year.
There happened to be very little space left in the box, and the Chen family was still hanging around the school, so I... I hung the dagger on the leg ring.
The straight line at the corner of Chen Xiao'er's mouth slowly extended, showing an upward trend.
High-strength explosives are not afraid of falling or fire, and require other explosives to be detonated in advance, which makes things much simpler.
"It doesn't matter if there are explosives installed in the school, or how many explosives are installed. As long as I can get rid of this guy, it will be fine."
Kill it and then call the police!
Her left and right hands stopped at her sides, ready to tear off the long skirt and pull out the dagger from the leg loop. Now there was only one question - how could I lure this guy over here?
Chen Xiao'er looked to the side, and in despair she actually backed away towards the box.
One hand was pressed against what looked like a communicator by its ear, as if it was reviewing the operational procedures with its companions. With the other hand, it formed the upper half of a rectangle and glanced at her.
Is this guy aiming? Is he saying "take her out" to the invisible sniper?
Chen Xiao'er tensed her shoulders and prepared to fall back with the chair, but she found that the chair was already standing on the edge of the platform. If she fell back any further, it would easily tumble down the stairs.
She bit her lip in uncertainty: What on earth does this guy want to do?
......
"Despair is calling on believers to launch some kind of long-range attack on Chen Xiao'er." The leader of the observation team withdrew his hand and shared two specially processed photos on all screens.
One was a picture taken by Guanghui inside the ceremony.
The school work team and the students of Class B successfully arrested a group of evil-minded cultists and found a large number of mechanical parts on them.
These parts and those destroyed by the being called "Lan" should be a set, and it is speculated that they can form a very large machine.
Although the specific function of this machine is unknown, it can be inferred from the desperate behavior and the types of some important parts that it should be a combination of mechanical wonders used to "store" and "restrict" Chen Xiao'er.
The second photo was taken by the Eye of God in the Abyss.
A large number of corpses were lying among the broken machines. The machines underneath them must have been smashed to pieces by some abnormal force, and the core inside had been taken away, making them completely useless.
"So," one expert said, pushing his glasses up with amusement, "even if he screamed at the top of his lungs in despair, these people wouldn't be able to help him."
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