Chapter 164 Drawing Lots
After half an hour of discussion, Scarlett and the others temporarily attributed the reason for not being exposed to the twelve wanted criminals.
Look at it from a different angle.
Like those twelve people, they are outsiders to this planet. Once exposed, they will probably be dealt with first out of fear.
As Ashley and Brian said, they had no mental strength or weapons, so if they encountered an enemy, it would be like an egg hitting a rock.
This completely complies with the requirement of “not revealing one’s identity”.
Everyone has sorted out the main issues and tasks, and the tense atmosphere has gradually eased. Everyone's faces are finally no longer frowning and slightly uneasy, and they are gradually relaxing.
Only Ashley looked at Scarlett and asked with a bad face: "Scarlett, why did you agree to deliver the letter to others?"
Shouldn't we be able to avoid exposure? Why would we go to such great lengths to help insignificant people?
Scarlett hadn't brought up the issue of the letter yet, but when Ashley asked, she brought it up.
After briefly explaining the story behind the "letter," Scarlett finally answered Ashley's question: "Because I know one of the people."
Scarlett took out the letters, picked out one of them, did not open it, and placed it face up on the coffee table. She pointed to the recipient's name and address and said, "Louisa, 533 Mingde Street."
"I know this person. She's a security officer, responsible for patrolling the A1 to A5 blocks of Dock Street."
Scarlett looked at Ashley. "She's the mistress of Cresh. When I spoke to her, she seemed very kind and approachable, not at all like someone who would casually abandon a beastly husband. Perhaps people have two sides, and I can't say for sure what kind of person she is, so I wanted to use this as an excuse to get closer to her."
"Why get close?" Ashley understood, but not quite.
Riley picked up a letter, shone it against the simple chandelier in the living room, and said, "Don't forget, our first mission is to find the twelve wanted criminals."
Riley asked, and Ashley immediately woke up. "Do you suspect Louisa is one of the wanted criminals?"
"I don't know either. But the information on the law enforcement bulletin board shows that these twelve wanted criminals escaped from the interstellar prison six months ago. Coincidentally, the longest time a male has stayed in the underground hall is six months. It's not ruled out that they are living here pretending to be someone else."
Scarlett neither confirmed nor denied it. She took another look at the letter and said, "Also, I noticed something quite special. Although the males' clothes are old, the fabrics are very good. Most of their female masters live in the wealthier areas of Nofigal Town."
Scarlett's eyes were deep and her expression was solemn. "I want to go and see how their female master is doing now, and get some information by the way."
Scarlett didn't say it explicitly, but the people present were keenly aware of a few key words through her conversation with Ashley, and exchanged a few understanding glances.
"But, Scarlett, aren't you afraid of being exposed by doing this?" Chi Ye asked worriedly.
Scarlett smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have made all the necessary arrangements."
"What perfect plan?" Brian blinked at her.
Scarlett raised her eyebrows and said in a pretentious tone, "A character with a mysterious tone and flaws that they can manipulate."
Ashley said "Huh?" in confusion.
Riley understood immediately and praised, "Madam, you are so smart."
He explained to Ashley, "Scarlett saved the eight of us. Regardless of her purpose, her behavior must be problematic. Even if she didn't do anything else, it would still attract attention. If Scarlett did these things while using other values to attract their attention and exposing her shortcomings so that they think they can control Scarlett, then even if she is exposed, they won't do anything to Scarlett."
"Why?" Chi Ye still didn't understand.
Holst said, "A person who is valuable to you and whom you can control will be liked by many people. Even if this person is your enemy, they will not easily take action until they have squeezed out all their value."
Now Chiye understood a little and pondered this sentence carefully.
Holst looked at the letters and said, "There are so many letters. I will go with you to deliver them tomorrow."
Mo Ting didn't want to be outshone by Holst, so he retorted, "You call that too much? I can handle it all by myself. Scarlett, I'll take you there tomorrow, and you can just play around."
Zheke watched coldly, not intending to speak, but looking at so many letters with different addresses, he said calmly, "I'll go too."
Mo Ting was stunned and looked sideways at him. Before he could say anything, Chi Ye, who had just finished thinking, interrupted him and said, "I'm going too. I want to protect Scarlett."
He pounded his sturdy chest and said confidently, "Don't worry, even without mental strength, I can still beat ten of them alone!"
Riley did not participate in the "mail delivery" and concentrated on sorting out the letters piled on the coffee table.
Brian looked left and right.
If he could fly, he would be able to deliver the letter quickly, but now he can't fly, so he has no competitive advantage.
No matter what, I’ll make it clear first: “I’ll send it too.”
Ashley saw that everyone was sending off their children, and he didn't want to fall behind, "I'll go too."
Ashley even touched Taryn's arm and asked, "Are you going?"
Terran didn't expect that someone would remember him in this situation. He raised his eyes and met Ashley's clear eyes.
He hesitated and didn't say anything. He really didn't want to participate in such an ignorant and boring game.
So he turned his gaze and looked at Scarlett.
Scarlett is caught between Mo Ting and Holst, feeling caught in a dilemma.
His eyes suddenly widened, agreeing with what this person said, but his smile suddenly became bitter, and he was forced to agree with the other person's reasons.
From time to time, others would chime in with grander insights and discuss the philosophy of letter delivery with Scarlett.
Scarlett forced a smile and nodded frequently, but her smile was uglier than crying.
The more you try to keep things level, the more uneven you become.
Teren couldn't help but smile at such a funny scene. He clenched the orange in his hand, sniffed the fragrance, and said indifferently, "Let's see how Scarlett arranges it."
Scarlett didn't expect that everyone was so interested in delivering the letter. They also talked about the planning and route allocation of the letter delivery. The level of detail was enough to publish a "College Student Employment Guide".
The conversation was a bit mixed and dense, and Scarlett really couldn't make it through. Instead, she was overwhelmed by their chatter, and her head was dizzy and she couldn't tell east from west.
She calmed herself down, waved her hands, and said loudly: "Quiet, quiet, the most important thing now is not to deliver the letter, but to sleep!"
She pointed at the dark sky outside the window and said, "It's too late. I want to go to bed!"
If Scarlett talked about other topics, no one might stop talking, but as soon as the word "sleep" came out, everyone shut up tacitly.
"Scarlett, you can go to sleep, but how do you allocate rooms?" Mo Ting looked at Scarlett meaningfully.
Scarlett was silent for a moment, then quietly moved her feet and said softly, "Of course I'll sleep in the master bedroom, you guys..."
Scarlett paused deliberately, revealing an ambiguous expression. Her gentle gaze swept across the faces of the beastly husbands one by one, and she suddenly changed the subject: "Arrange your own rooms, I don't care!"
She wanted to run away after she finished speaking.
Mo Ting had long seen through Scarlett's thoughts. He grabbed her, pulled her arm, and pulled her back to her seat. "Scarlett, you are the mistress. You are the one who arranges our room. Don't even think about running away."
Scarlett said awkwardly, "No need for that. You're not children anymore. Do you still need an adult to decide how to assign rooms?"
Chiye raised the corner of his mouth and said nonchalantly: "Yes."
Scarlett: “…”
Riley smiled and said, "Your Highness... Scarlett, although none of us have any psychic powers, our abilities and acuity remain at top levels. We can protect you, so it will be safer if we sleep together."
"Sleep together?" Scarlett's expression was a little confused, and her eyes began to wander.
Riley said calmly, "Zerg."
Scarlett was stunned. "Will the Zerg appear here too?"
Will they follow the world of a hundred years ago?
Riley said: "I'm not sure about this, but we must take precautions."
Scarlett thought about it and didn't worry too much about it. After all, they were both her beastly husbands, so sleeping together was no big deal.
Last time she chose Sevilla because she wanted to learn more about B095 Star from him. Who will she choose this time?
Besides, they will be here for more than one day. Wouldn’t it be bad if they sleep alone the whole time?
When it comes to sleeping, Scarlett's mind always has more thoughts than others.
Seeing that she was hesitant to make up her mind, Holst took the initiative to suggest, "Scarlett, how about this? There are six rooms here. We can arrange two to keep watch in the living room every day, and one to protect you. This way there will be enough rooms, and we don't have to worry about uneven distribution."
"Okay." Scarlett fully agreed with Holst's suggestion.
As for who will keep watch every day and who will protect Scarlett, in order to be fair, everyone proposed two options.
Draw lots or according to position.
As a legitimate husband, Mo Ting prefers the second one.
As the female host, Scarlett decided to draw lots!
Write the numbers from one to eight on eight pieces of paper, crumple them up, and throw them into the box.
Number One protected Scarlett, while Number Two and Number Three kept watch.
The next day, Number Two will protect Scarlett, Number Three and Number Four will keep watch, and so on. There is no need to draw lots every day.
Scarlett shook her head and prayed silently: Don't meet Mo Ting as soon as you arrive, give her a few more days to adapt.
The best one would be Chiye, or Holst, or Ashley would be fine too.
Please, please.
Scarlett shook it for a long time, and finally put the box down, "Go ahead!"
Mo Ting was the first to draw. After he finished, he held it in his hand and slowly opened it.
Scarlett was standing next to him, craning her neck to look at the number on the paper ball.
Mo Ting was a little nervous. His palms were sweating as he opened it. His fingertips were so wet that he couldn't hold the edge of the paper ball firmly. He tried several times to open it.
Wait until he completely unfolds the paper ball.
Two sounds of gasps were heard beside me.
(End of this chapter)
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