However, I am number 07, which means I have to save at least 6 people, making it more difficult than an advanced mathematics exam.
"Listen to what you're saying, so naive." The red eyes on the ghost mask glared at you. "Although I sympathize with you, since you've been chosen, you have to go. Those they've set their sights on can't escape."
His red eyes held a hint of sympathy, but more so a sense of madness.
Before he could finish speaking, another bodyguard walked in from outside and approached the ghost mask slightly.
"Sir, the heart of patient number 03 has been successfully matched. The patient is impatient and hopes you can arrange the removal surgery immediately."
The ghost mask remained silent, seemingly slightly annoyed.
We finally got this sorted out. That guest was a VIP customer here and had introduced us to a lot of resources.
This time it was finally his turn, but he was delayed for a long time in terms of matching. Fortunately, he made a breakthrough this time.
He waved his hand, and the bodyguard bowed and retreated, marking the end of a vibrant life.
Ghost Mask suddenly bent down, gently stroked Yuan Qingli's waist-length hair, patted the back of her head, and sighed softly: "This gift for Miss Xie should not be neglected either, let's send it over together."
Yuan Qingli slumped to the ground resignedly, tears streaming down her face, her expression one of utter disbelief.
...
Yuan Qingli was taken back to her room, and the door was locked from the outside.
Looking up, I saw that there were surveillance cameras in all four corners of the ceiling, leaving no blind spots.
The room was fully equipped, and the doors, windows, and ventilation openings were all sealed tightly. It was unlikely even a mosquito could escape.
The layout is also quite rudimentary; there isn't even a solid right angle to be found.
It seems that self-harm must have happened here in the past, which is why the hardware has been used to prevent such incidents.
Yuan Qingli sat at the foot of the bed, constantly thinking about what she should do next.
Currently known characters include the enemy masked man and several bodyguards, as well as clients whose identities are unknown.
Our side, specifically the one mentioned as number 03, includes her, as well as other victims with different numbers.
The question is, how is she supposed to find them?
"Bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of the wooden board being constantly struck interrupted Yuan Qingli's thoughts.
The direction from which the sound came...
Wardrobe!
Yuan Qingli's expression turned serious. Were there other people in this room?
No, given the nature of that group, each room should only have one person assigned to it.
Could it be... a ghost?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The knocking grew more and more urgent.
The wardrobe wasn't locked.
Yuan Qingli's doubts resurfaced. She checked her system inventory and found that the scissors from before were still there.
Yuan Qingli held the scissors, took a deep breath, found a clothes hanger in the room, stood a little distance away, hooked the corner of the hanger onto the cabinet door handle, and then pulled hard.
The cabinet door opened, and a girl curled up in a ball rolled out and appeared in front of Yuan Qingli.
The girl looked up, her expression dazed, her lips pale, and she tightly hugged her arms.
He murmured softly, "I've been waiting, waiting for so long..."
"What are you waiting for?" Yuan Qingli asked, slightly puzzled. Her gaze fell on the number tag on her chest: 02.
The sign was old and charred, with burn marks on the edges. It shouldn't be a plant arranged by this group, but why were the two people placed in the same room?
Not knowing what to say for a moment, Yuan Qingli could only lead her to sit on the sofa.
"Are you alright?" Yuan Qingli asked her in a low voice.
The girl raised her empty, lifeless eyes, her movements like a rusty robot twisting its neck, her unfocused gaze slowly refocusing on a single point.
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