Chapter 2335 2347 [Preferences]
After careful consideration, the dangerous plan of "hiking through a forest of unknown size to survive" was ultimately rejected.
"Besides getting lost, if we run into that saboteur in the forest, our situation will be very passive. It will be troublesome if he uses the terrain to defeat us one by one." Senior Toono sighed, "Besides, we don't know how big the forest is, and our team is old, weak and sick. Instead of gambling on whether we can get out, we might as well wait for the bus here."
When mentioning "the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled", his eyes looked at the old doctor, the young Conan, and several high school girls who seemed helpless.
He also glanced at Vodka - obviously thinking that this man who wore sunglasses all day and always had two dark circles under his eyes had some unspeakable eye disease.
Vodka pushed his sunglasses silently: "..." Stupid, when one day you die and your face is remembered by the enemy, you will know how wise I am.
Although the division of “old, weak, sick and disabled” is somewhat controversial, most people agree with this conclusion.
"Is there nothing we can do but wait?" The gray-haired real estate tycoon paced back and forth, and finally angrily said to the tour guide, "It's all your ridiculous travel agency's fault! The emergency plan turned out to be such a mess. Just wait, I will definitely sue you into bankruptcy!"
The tour guide seemed to be quite dissatisfied with his own company. He sighed but did not refute the guest's words.
The real estate developer felt like he had hit cotton with a punch, and his anger increased. At this moment, he suddenly found that the famous painter was sitting next to him, painting something with a smile on his face.
“You still have time to paint at this hour?!” The real estate developer immediately found a new outlet for his anger. He slapped the sketchbook out of the painter’s hand and said, “Stop doing these things. Come up with a solution with everyone!”
The painter was painting with great concentration when he was suddenly hit. The sketchbook in his hand flew out and landed at Jiang Xia's feet.
Jiang Xia picked up the album, looked down, and saw that the gray and white picture on it had taken shape: the background was the long open-air dining table where everyone had just had dinner, and the focus of the picture was the unrecognizable corpse on the table.
——This famous painter actually painted the horrifying scene just now.
Beside him, Vodka stretched his neck to take a peek, then looked away with a twitch in the corner of his eye: "..." It seems that Wu Zuo really likes this play, and he even brought a painter to paint for him on the spot... Anyway, what's so good about this scene? He can think of preparing a full-time painter for his weird stage. This guy's perversion has increased again.
Vodka: "..." But this is not surprising. After all, according to the popular age classification, Wuzo is indeed a teenager in the growth period. It is not surprising that he has grown... But this kind of seedling becomes more and more scary as it grows. Is there really no righteous person to punish him? For example, dig him up with his roots, fill him with cement and sink him into the Antarctic Bay...
Educator Vodka fell into deep thought.
Unlike him, except for Dr. Shinde, no one else obviously thought that this horrible painting had anything to do with Jiang Xia.
Their horrified eyes were cast towards the author of the painting, Kobayashi Seiji: "You, why did you draw this?!"
Painter Kobayashi walked up to Jiang Xia without saying a word, snatched the sketchbook and held it in his arms.
Wherever he passed, people moved away.
Hattori Heiji saw this and was worried that the inside would be in chaos, so he had to speak out the information he knew: "Mr. Kobayashi seems to like this style of painting very much. He was even involved in a murder case because of this and became an important suspect in the murder case.
"The police found a lot of sketches of corpses in his luggage, including a picture of the crime scene. But later evidence showed that he was not the murderer. He just stopped and drew a few strokes when he saw the corpse lying on the ground when he passed by."
After hearing his explanation, everyone took a few steps back silently: "…" This is even more terrifying, isn't it! Even scarier than the murderer!
Hattori Heiji scratched his head and continued, "Because the corpses he drew were so lifelike, the police suspected that he was a perverted serial killer who would draw them after killing people. But later it turned out that he was just unlucky... Well, from his point of view, he was too lucky. In short, he often encountered fresh murder scenes after the incident, so he accumulated so many paintings."
"This, this is too perverted!" The real estate developer who had just knocked over the painter's material book stepped back in fear. "Since he likes that kind of thing now, he might make it himself in the future. I've seen a lot of stories like this! Let's tie this guy up. Maybe he is the villa vandal!"
The others looked at each other and did not do what he asked.
Jiang Xia said: "Mr. Xiaolin is a celebrity after all. If the villa vandal on the radio was really him, the police should have reported it long ago. Now that they haven't, it means he is innocent in this matter."
"Okay, okay, let's just leave the hidden danger alone!" The real estate agent snorted coldly and decided to save himself. He picked up his heavy suitcase and turned to his young wife and said, "Hurry up and pack your luggage, let's find a way to leave - I don't feel comfortable staying with these guys!"
He wanted to go out immediately, but his wife, who usually obeyed him in everything, became tough at this moment.
The rich lady waved her hand and said, "I won't leave. If you want to leave, go by yourself. If you run away now, you won't get the lifetime free membership voucher. Besides, even if you get out, can you really find a way to leave?"
"Membership voucher, membership voucher, that's all you have eyes for!" The real estate agent was even more angry. "Is that piece of junk more important than me?"
"What else?" The rich lady sneered, and said, "You used your wealth as bait to marry me, and when we got married, you said you had given all your property to your children with your ex, and didn't leave me a penny. You are such a stingy person, and you think you deserve me to accompany you to die in the woods?"
"You, you..." The real estate agent stomped his feet, "Then go ahead!"
He picked up the suitcase angrily, pushed open the door and left.
Everyone who had taken a big bite of melon suddenly said: "..."
Mrs. Fu sighed and sat down comfortably on the sofa.
Seeing the looks from the young men opposite, she lit a cigarette and sneered, "You guys better keep your eyes open. Don't marry this kind of bastard who has nothing but what he wants."
Several female high school students: "..."
(End of this chapter)
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