Chapter 11 This wicked woman is so easy to fool!
What is your mission?
Qi Shuihan occupied the entire single bed, leaning against the wall and gently patting Mimi while holding her, creating a very loving atmosphere.
Compassion my foot!
Li Nai, who was forced to squat by the iron gate, looked resentful.
I won't tell you.
As soon as the words left his mouth, he feared that he might anger Qi Shuihan, since the host's life was in someone else's hands.
She deliberately countered, "What's your wish? Didn't you want to cooperate? Show some sincerity, you go first."
Qi Shuihan covered her face with a black veil and tilted her head as if to say, "What? I didn't hear you clearly. Could you repeat the mission?"
A gleaming silver hand, as if adorned with silver ornaments, touched the tender little neck.
Li Nai was defeated. With his head down, he suddenly had a brilliant idea.
He adopted a resigned expression. "We must win Misiko's heart, which is love, unique love. That is our mission."
Qi Shuihan remained silent for a moment.
Li Nai could feel the other person's eyes scrutinizing her.
"Sigh, I sincerely asked for cooperation, and you still treat me like a fool and give me the runaround."
Hey! Are you sure you're asking for something? Li Nai stared at the blindingly bright hand. "Please remove your claws from the host's neck first!"
Huh, it's getting tighter and tighter.
"What I said is true. Love, believe it or not."
His anxious eyes never left the gleaming silver hand.
Seemingly embarrassed by her gaze, he let go of her hand, his slender silver fingers gently brushing away strands of sweat from Mimi's forehead.
"My wish is simple: freedom. You are the system; with your abilities, this is too easy for you."
"I'm sorry, I can't do that."
"Why? Because you're the lowest-ranking system?"
What are you saying! You're looking down on the system?
Li Nai stood firm: "Because you are not the host. Only those who are bound to me can enjoy the benefits."
"I see," Qi Shuihan said thoughtfully.
"I killed her. You'll bind to me, and we'll be a powerful combination."
As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of silver light appeared.
"Why!!!"
Li Nai lunged forward, her chin hitting the other's raised kneecap. She raised both hands high, just enough to catch the other's falling wrists.
"I can only bind one person. If she dies, I'll be gone too."
The wrist pressure was lightened.
"What should we do then? Rebinding won't work, and your abilities can't be used by me either. Forget it, let's just kill them all."
?! Li Nai felt a gust of wind pierce the back of his head.
"Wait!—" he shouted, his voice cracking.
The wind stopped behind her head, and a hand covered her head.
Looking up at the top of his forehead, three long, thin, silver fingernails extended out, like spider legs.
He gestured, seemingly to encourage her to continue speaking.
He swallowed hard. "I have a way. I have a points redemption function."
"oh?"
One finger bent downwards, its long, thin nail aimed at her eye, exuding a menacing aura.
Li Nai's eyes were sore and glistening with tears.
With my eyes closed, my mind races.
"I can exchange for divine scrolls, which can grant any wish. However, I need to complete tasks to earn points."
Fearing the other party wouldn't believe her lie, she withdrew one hand, palm up, and conjured a bag of creamy yellow mini cakes out of thin air.
As the gold paper and wire were removed, a sweet milky aroma wafted out.
"This is the unlimited food I redeemed with 15 points. There is no limit to the amount of water and bread, and the flavors will change randomly."
She proudly presented a small cake and stuck it on the other person's middle fingernail.
With the weight on its head lifted, the slender silver spider legs carried the small cake away.
Move it in front of your face, raise your middle finger, and carefully observe the reaction.
No change, not poisonous.
"If I had known you wouldn't go hungry, I wouldn't have made that meal."
Bring the small cake close to your lips, take small bites, and savor it slowly.
"Huh? You can actually cook?"
Li Nai was so surprised that the other party snorted softly.
"You look down on me?"
Qi Shuihan's lips curled up slightly.
Li Nai shook her head.
A killer who only knows how to use a gun to dismember people is actually a good cook.
"Let's get down to business." Li Nai, who was lying on her legs, was pushed away with her knees. "What did you say was the mission? You have a bad memory."
Who would believe that?
"I said, I want to win Missy's heart."
Her tone was languid; she was very tired and wanted to sleep, so she simply sat on the floor, one arm draped over the edge of the bed.
"True feelings?" Qi Shuihan teased. "What would happen if I couldn't get true feelings?"
"The mission failed."
"And what do you get?"
"Let's be happy together."
A sneer.
"Oh~ So you're the dating strategy system then." Qi Shuihan mimicked her tone.
For no reason at all, Li Nai wanted to glare at her fiercely.
"Is that not enough? What other systems do you think there are?"
In the dim light, Qi Shuihan raised the outer corner of her face, as if recalling something.
"For example, there are exchange systems, lottery systems, face-slapping systems, and check-in systems. There are many, many more."
"Wow, you're an assassin, you read quite a few novels." Li Nai glanced at him sideways.
A single glance can instantly turn into horror.
She covered her mouth.
"An assassin?" Qi Shuihan seemed to chuckle softly. "Who? Am I an assassin?"
"Well, you know that. As a system, it's very simple for me to check someone's information. It's much more convenient than your organization. It completely saves time and manpower."
Feeling guilty, she secretly observed Qi Shuihan's every move.
Sizzle, sizzle.
The lights in the corridor suddenly went off.
The intensity of the projected light fluctuates.
Qi Shuihan's face kept flashing.
Those fox-like eyes lifted, glancing past her, and looked outside. They narrowed slightly.
His dark eyes shone brightly.
It seems to be confirming something.
Suddenly, she stood up while holding Mimi.
"You...you're leaving?"
Li Nai's swollen eyelids instantly opened.
Qi Shuihan placed her hand on the iron gate and turned her head to the side. "Hmm. I hope we have a pleasant working relationship, Ms. Romance System."
After saying that, the iron gate was pushed open.
Li Nai:?
Wait a minute! Is the door still open?
Qishui Han swaggered out, carrying the child in one arm.
"Hey, aren't you afraid of being found out?"
Li Nai shouted in a low voice.
Qi Shuihan seemed not to hear, and touched the keyhole sensor with her finger, the silver liquid continuously crawling back onto her finger.
Li Nai speculated that this might be the triggering mechanism for these fluid barrier alarms.
But aren't there security cameras in the hallway? How dare this woman be so bold.
Qi Shuihan's figure disappeared from sight.
She got up from the ground, tiptoed to the wide-open door, peeked out, and looked around.
The lights short-circuited, and Qi Shuihan was no longer seen in the dimly lit corridor.
Several pools of black blood flowed and branched out in various places.
Grip the iron railing with both hands.
Honestly, they didn't even close the door before leaving.
If someone sees me, they'll think I'm trying to escape from prison.
Clang!
Crack!
The door was completely locked.
She yawned, reached for the bed, and touched a plastic package. A faint smell of milk wafted through the air.
My eyes slowly turned to the wall on the right.
With such a commotion, Sister Smoker must have heard it all.
I squatted down by the railing again, stretched out the plastic bag, shook it, and the little cake bounced.
The hand didn't appear out of nowhere.
It swayed again.
"Sis, Sis the chain smoker. My friend secretly sent me some food." She whispered.
The neighborhood was completely quiet.
She simply shouted loudly.
Aside from the zombies' low growls, no one answered.
Suddenly, a possibility came to her mind.
The person chosen tonight is Sister Smoker.
Will Sister Chainsmoker come back safely?
Was that white figure human or ghost? What was the purpose of selecting people?
She lay back on the bed, staring at the even darker ceiling. The white shadow, Sister Smoker, and Qi Shuihan hovered overhead.
Unable to relax after a long period of tension, he tilted his head and fell asleep.
The white figure I had been longing for darted past, its long white coat billowing in the wind.
A pair of leather shoes walked silently, quickly and steadily.
*Splat*
I stepped on a pool of black blood.
The man stopped.
I saw a bunch of freshly made experimental zombies dead in the cell.
His tall but thin and hunched body straightened up in surprise, his pale, bony hands frantically rubbing his dark brown hair.
"My God! What happened? They're all dead!"
A string of English words slipped out of his mouth.
"Never mind, I'll have someone clean it up tomorrow."
The overhead light started buzzing again.
The man looked down and tapped his watch, muttering, "It's almost time. If I get caught on camera for being late, Missy will scold me again."
He raised his face, and the unbalanced, intense light shone on a handsome face with dark circles under his eyes—that of a pure foreigner.
As they left, their tall white coats billowed in the cold wind, sweeping across a dark corner where no light could reach.
His back foot had just left the ground when his other pair of feet stepped out.
Qi Shuihan followed the man, turning left and right, until they reached a dead end in a corridor.
The man paused for a moment, placed his palm on the white wall, and then with a beep, the white wall opened two doors, and the man walked in.
Qi Shuihan was too far away to see the layout inside the door clearly.
She glanced up at the gradually stabilizing lights, then retraced her steps and entered an unfinished communal bathroom.
The room was filled with miscellaneous items: a single bed frame, tables and chairs, and building materials.
Stepping into a changing room, I skillfully pushed open a door.
This is a secret passage known only to the prison designer.
When we went outside, it was still dark, which is when people are sleeping the most soundly.
Holding the child, they entered the Missco Private Suite.
The room was fully equipped with luxurious antique European-style decor, perfectly suited to the tastes of aristocratic white people.
Missy is not in her room tonight.
After returning home and resting for a night, he went out mysteriously the next day.
What puzzled Qi Shuihan was that such a suspicious woman would tacitly allow her to come and go from room to room without any scruples.
The child in her arms was placed on the high bed with the curtains.
As she was about to head to the bathroom, she turned back to look at the bed that belonged exclusively to Missyco, a wicked smile creeping onto her lips.
If he comes back and sees his bed all wrinkled up from someone sleeping there, his expression will definitely be priceless.
Upon opening the door to the dressing room, rows of expensive clothes, shoes, and accessories were neatly arranged.
She ran her fingers over the clothes, picking out a sexy silk nightgown.
He casually took out the novel he hadn't finished reading and tossed it onto the bed.
When she came out of the shower, she reached for her pajamas and glanced casually at the open novel. A sentence on the page caught her eye.
"If the target of the mission dies, it is also considered a failure."
Stop using the towel to dry your hair.
She recalled her meeting with Li Nai when she arrived at the base. Upon seeing her face, Li Nai showed fear, recognizing her and frequently averting her gaze.
Even if she recognized the assassin, given her unpredictable ability to transform, she shouldn't be so afraid.
What is she worried about? She doesn't even dare to gamble on killing me and taking Mimi away.
It seems Li Nai is hiding a lot. Tonight's conversation cannot be trusted.
They may look dull and unremarkable, but they have quite a few clever tricks up their sleeves.
Is Missy really her target? Is it possible that I am also a target?
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