Chapter 233 Christy: Brother, what are your strengths?



Chapter 233 Christy: Brother, what are your strengths?

Christie walked along the corridor for a long time.

The place where he was imprisoned was so deep that even after walking for several minutes, he still couldn't see the end.

The wound on his shoulder was somehow getting more and more painful. Christie checked it several times, and only after confirming that he hadn't been poisoned did he feel completely relieved. Perhaps it was just a psychological effect, this place was simply too depressing.

"Could it be a ghost wall?"

Chris heard the term "ghost wall" from Lin Jiu. The current situation where he couldn't get out suddenly made him think of this.

Feeling a little like he was scaring himself, Chris quickened his pace a little.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Christie arrived at an open space.

The spatial design of the intersection made Christy frown. Without any other clues, he couldn't tell which of the three passages was the correct exit to the basement.

In fact, Christie doesn't like this kind of "game part" where luck plays a big role.

In reality, he's used to analyzing the pros and cons before choosing investments. This is also a gamble, and it also requires luck. But the reality is, for someone in Chris's position, luck doesn't play a major role in every investment. The data directly tells him which ones are right and which ones are wrong. Combined with his own judgment, it's difficult for him to lose at the table of capital.

Accustomed to the situation where he would not lose and would at most draw, Christian inevitably developed a resistance to this kind of "gambling" that relied purely on luck.

Maybe he should look for clues and see if he can find Hicks and Eugene...

Christie didn't think there were no clues here. Although this rule-based weird game had many fatal places, there was always a way out hidden in it. He didn't want to just assume that this was a game of luck where he gambled his life.

Just as Christie was looking around, some abrupt footsteps suddenly sounded in the passage on his left.

The sound was a little hurried, like someone was running.

Christian's eyes fixed, and without any hesitation, he took two steps back and hid in the blind spot. A pistol appeared silently in his hand.

As the footsteps approached, Christie's whole body tensed up.

When he saw the owner of the footsteps, he was slightly stunned, but did not let down his guard.

But the visitor noticed him.

There is no way. There is no place to hide around here. Exposure is inevitable, unless that guy is blind and doesn't pay attention to his surroundings.

"Mr. Butler."

Before the butler spoke, Christie spoke first.

He quickly put away his pistol and took two steps forward, but he didn't dare to relax. There was a formal smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The old butler was panting, but Christie didn't give him a chance to speak. Instead, he asked, "Why are you here?"

After hearing this, the housekeeper took a deep breath and said, "I don't know about this either. I just remember staying in the room before I passed out, and I was here when I woke up."

Upon hearing this, Christie nodded without saying anything.

Not sure whether he believed it or not, the butler said again: "Mr. Christy, it's very dangerous here. Before those guys come, let's go to a safe place quickly, right?"

Hearing this, Christie raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? Is there a safe place here?"

The butler nodded.

But Christian shook his head and took a step back, and the pistol appeared in his hand again.

"I'm sorry, I can't believe you."

"Why...? Are you doubting that I am not..."

"No, no, no," Christie interrupted the butler: "Of course I know you are the butler, I just simply don't believe you."

The reason is simple.

There are too many loopholes.

He was dressed so neatly that there wasn't a single spot of dirt on his body. Even a slightly messy hairstyle could add a bit of credibility. Only a fool would be foolish enough to fall for it and follow him.

His breathing rhythm was off, too. He had just been running for a long time, panting, but after just a few words, he was no longer breathing. The footsteps were too abrupt before, which Chris didn't bother to mention.

The mood is not right either, too calm.

Logically, an elderly butler should have shown fear in the face of this situation, but his reaction to seeing Queen Christ was far too calm. Furthermore, if there was a safe place, why didn't he just stay put instead of running? Regardless of whether anyone else was around, for an "ordinary person," this behavior was foolish and simply courting death.

Of course, compared to these reasons, Christie has a more than sufficient reason.

"I never trusted you from the beginning."

Apart from familiar players, Christy has never trusted anyone since entering the game.

Even the trustworthy Todd, Chris was not wary of him only because of Lin Jiu. As for complete trust in him, forget it.

The butler was silent for a while after hearing this.

Christie sneered and continued, "Your disguise was so perfect before, why are there so many loopholes now? Let me guess, is your master impatient? Or is he out of time?"

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Seeing that the butler was still insisting on that statement, Christie shrugged and directly pointed out the truth.

"Your master is a vampire, and you're just a puppet, right?"

The butler was a little surprised. It was inevitable that the master and the mistress would be exposed, but he was also seen through. Obviously, the senior exorcist couldn't figure out what he was.

Seeing his surprise, Chris didn't explain anything, but thought to himself: We have the strongest player in our team with super strength. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is cheating. Brother, why are you pretending to be so strong in front of him?

The butler suddenly realized something, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Is it the young gentleman named Lin Jiu?"

Of all the people who came to the castle this time, only Lin Jiu gave the butler a sense of unpredictability, and his abilities were clearly not those of a rookie exorcist. Although Todd had been wary of him since his first day, he clearly hadn't seen through him. Excluding this veteran exorcist, the butler could only think of Lin Jiu as someone with this ability.

Instead of answering, Christie asked, "Are you not pretending anymore?"

The butler answered irrelevantly: "Those guys won't let anyone who comes here go. If you want to survive, you have no choice but to cooperate."

He meant no harm.

Christie knew this, which was why he never pointed the gun at the butler.

But unfortunately...

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