Fang Shan knew how expensive international long-distance calls were, but judging by Wei Sushen's frown, it was definitely not because of the phone bill.
According to his guess, the plan to rent an island was probably exposed.
At this moment, Wei Sushen's voice gradually returned to calm, but unfortunately the person on the other end of the phone didn't seem ready to let him go easily.
Fang Shan, the dog-headed military strategist, came online and said, "Say something nice."
Wei Sushen was slightly startled, then said, "I'm doing this for your own good."
“…”
This is indeed the best compliment Wei Sushen could think of. From childhood to adulthood, Wei Ye would throw out this sentence whenever he disagreed with his parents.
Finally, Wei Sushen added: "You will understand later."
After saying that, he hung up the phone first.
Fang Shan was stunned.
Wei Sushen put away his phone and said calmly, "Father is different from others. He can understand."
Just like other children might dislike this statement, Wei Sushen felt it made a lot of sense. In most cases, looking back, one would find that even if the decision of the parents was not completely correct, at least half of it was right.
Fang Shan said seriously, "I don't think your father would have that realization."
Wei Sushen turned his head to look at him. Fang Shan sighed, "He just wants to beat you to death."
“…”
After System 333 hacked into the forum, its level quickly soared. Fortunately, the forum had a strict confidentiality system, and no one noticed anything wrong.
If Fang Shan's dress was coquettish, he was a show-off, wearing a white suit with a red rose on his chest.
Fang Shan has extremely high standards for aesthetics and his eyes are very unfriendly.
System 333 explained, "Those who come here are all crazy. Being too normal will easily arouse suspicion."
After that, he handed them the other two documents: "This is the identity I registered for you in the forum."
Fang Shan browsed through the collection and pulled out two masks, one for Wei Sushen and one for himself. Wei Sushen was a well-known figure in the business world. Although his exposure wasn't as high as those in the entertainment industry, he still had a lot of buzz since his last crosstalk tour.
System 333: "I checked the flight information and have someone waiting outside the airport. A boat will be sent to take these people to the island. If all goes well, they'll arrive before 10 o'clock tonight."
Wei Sushen: "Who's left on the island?"
System 333: "There are only a few elderly people with mobility issues left. I've arranged for them to stay in an inconspicuous place in the south."
Wei Sushen nodded, thought for a moment and said, "I'll use your identity later."
System 333 was stunned.
“Too many people can easily arouse suspicion.”
System 333 understood immediately: "Then I will play the role of the housekeeper." After saying that, he looked at Fang Shan, asking him with his eyes if he had any arrangements.
Fang Shan thought for a moment and said, "The island owner's crazy wife?"
System 333: "Refuse to play yourself."
Fang Shan put on a mask, seemingly prepared to adapt to the situation.
At 8:30 in the evening, standing on the shore, I could vaguely see the shadow of a ship in the fog. It gets dark quite late on the island, and the sky is still half bright at this time.
When the boat reached the shore, the first person to get off was a young man wearing glasses, who looked like a weak scholar. After he got off, he carefully supported the charming woman who followed behind him.
A total of seven people came. The original plan was to have nine people, but the passports of the other two were not obtained for unknown reasons.
When they saw Wei Sushen wearing a mask, dissatisfaction flashed in their eyes, and one of them said bluntly: "That's too much."
Wei Sushen said in a low voice: "My identity cannot be exposed."
The words were spoken arrogantly, but some people quickly realized what was happening.
The person who had just spoken added, "It's unfair to everyone else if you're the only one wearing a mask."
Wei Sushen turned around and led the way: "You will be qualified to speak after you have booked an island."
The man was a little indignant, but was stopped by the young man next to him, who whispered, "If someone has money to buy an island, he must be a big shot."
How could such a person make his identity public? If someone with ulterior motives uses this to threaten him, it might turn into the beginning of trouble.
After he said that, although some people were still uncomfortable, they did not express their objection openly.
As they walked, Wei Sushen said, "In order to ensure that your identities are not revealed, only the housekeeper I brought with me and an assistant will be left in the central area to take care of daily meals."
It can be said that the arrangement was very appropriate. The charming woman was the first to speak and thank you: "Thank you for your hard work."
The young man seemed dissatisfied with his girlfriend praising others, and his eyes darkened as he looked at Wei Sushen.
They didn't walk far when the charming woman showed a happy expression: "It's a sea view villa."
The young man muttered, "Damn capitalism."
The charming woman smiled and took his arm, but there was a flash of disgust in her eyes. She stared at Wei Sushen's back and rolled her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
Dinner had been prepared long ago on the long table. System 333 stood beside it with his hands folded and a slight bow, looking exactly like a butler from an anime.
They each chose a seat and sat down, each addressing the other by their forum usernames. System 333's username was Bao Meng, and Wei Sushen was currently using his identity, undoubtedly making him a strange presence in the eyes of the others.
"That fierce guy..." The girl with freckles on her face revealed a shallow dimple as she spoke.
When Wei Sushen heard this inappropriate name, he glanced at the side with a very lethal look, and System 333 took a small step back.
Girl: "Have you ever redeemed any cultivation techniques from the forum?"
The forum implements gold coin exchange. The so-called gold coins are required to complete the published tasks.
The girl wasn't used to using a knife and fork, and her fork nearly slipped while she was cutting the steak. However, she was very gracious and simply switched to a pair of chopsticks: "My ex-boyfriend... the one who was arrested by the police..."
When they found out that it was her boyfriend who committed the previous serial murders, everyone looked at her in surprise.
The girl didn't care and went straight to the point: "He has a manual."
As he spoke, he played a video that, judging by the angle, must have been filmed with a hidden camera. The men present all felt a chill in their hearts; the man in the video was in his own home, secretly filming his boyfriend's daily life, which was truly terrifying.
However, their attention was quickly focused on the man in the picture. He made a strange gesture, stepped on the wall and moved upwards, finally appearing to be walking upside down on the ceiling.
Defy gravity, defy science.
A hint of fanaticism flashed in the girl's eyes. The other people were in a similar state. They were all attracted by the mysterious power promoted by the forum and firmly believed that people could gain power and even achieve immortality through practice.
"It's a pity he's only just getting started, otherwise the police would never have been able to catch him." The girl turned off the video. "This manual disappeared after my boyfriend was arrested. I heard him say before that he rented it to someone on the forum."
"Who did you rent it to?" someone asked hurriedly.
The girl glanced at the crowd and said, "After he got into trouble, I checked the computer at home and all the chat records were deleted. It seems that the person who rented it is not planning to return it."
Her gaze was so direct that someone couldn't help but ask, "What's that look?"
The girl smiled and said, "There are only a handful of people on the forum who are above level ten, and you are the only ones who have ever interacted with him."
"you……"
The girl interrupted the young man and said coldly, "You all know how difficult it is to obtain a martial arts technique."
The so-called missions were basically all related to murder. They were madmen, but they were madmen with some rationality and did not want to gamble their lives. The previous murder missions were basically all carried out by the captured man. He was involved in so many lives in exchange for a manual of martial arts. The process was too tragic.
Wei Sushen's expression hidden behind the mask carried a hint of sarcasm. No wonder he suddenly wanted to hold an offline gathering. It turned out he had some ulterior motive.
Girl: "Now that he's been captured, the technique has become ownerless. If anyone is willing to give it to me, I will show enough sincerity."
As for what her sincerity was, she did not elaborate.
The charming woman flirtatiously lifted her wavy hair and said, "I am sincere too."
Suggestive words are arousing.
The atmosphere at the table suddenly became dull, and everyone could have expected such silence.
The charming woman smiled and said, "If you have any ideas, you can contact me privately."
Her boyfriend with glasses complained: "You should be more reserved."
The dinner was tasteless.
Wei Sushen originally wanted to ask some questions, but he put it aside for the time being in this atmosphere.
As a temporary housekeeper, System 333 cleaned the table with resentment.
The room Wei Sushen arranged for him was upstairs. Fang Shan sat by the window with his legs crossed, enjoying the sea breeze.
After hearing what happened downstairs, I couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Isn't this just looking for trouble?"
An environment that can barely be characterized as a temporary island, and several people with different thoughts meet the conditions for summoning the island murder script.
Wei Sushen took a book and sat next to him to read: "The one who survives in the end usually knows the most secrets."
The implication is that there is no intention to stop it.
Fang Shan smiled and said, "The so-called martial arts method will become the best fuse."
Wei Sushen took his eyes off the book and thought of the murderer who escaped from the dark alley of the bar on a rainy night. He easily climbed over the iron gate and the wolfhounds in the yard were unable to deal with him.
Fang Shan and he were thinking the same thing, and he said, "No matter what kind of skills it is, in this plane where spiritual energy is almost zero, it is all overdrawing life."
Wei Sushen nodded: "Be alert at night."
I don’t know if there are still people practicing strange methods. If you are not careful, you might get hit by a club.
The first night passed in relative peace.
The next day, Wei Sushen was awakened by Fang Shan.
"There's a boat."
Wei Sushen frowned. After the island was chartered, the official website had issued a statement and notified the local travel agencies that no ships would arrive in the near future.
I put on my coat and walked to the shore. It turned out to be a yacht. The foreigner who was driving the yacht sent the people ashore and then returned the same way.
Wei Ye was dressed casually, still giving off the impression of an elite aristocrat. His expression showed no emotion, and he glanced around the beautiful island. "Promoting frugality?"
Jiang Meiling, who was standing by, was very kind to her son and tried to help him back down: "Don't make such jokes with your dad next time."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "The group I signed up for is not suitable for you."
The last few words, accompanied by the salty and humid sea breeze, were drowned out by the screams coming from the villa.
Jiang Meiling subconsciously looked in that direction.
Wei Sushen said calmly: "I think someone died."
Fang Shan's structure is different from that of humans, so he is extremely sensitive to signal fluctuations. He took out his phone and checked: "The signal on the island is blocked."
At this moment, the sea surface suddenly rolled up waves and a few dark clouds floated in the sky.
Wei Sushen ignored the sudden change in the weather and stared at Wei Ye: "This tour group is full of cultists. They are fighting over something and are even killing each other."
When their eyes met, Wei Ye clearly understood the message revealed in the other person's eyes...
Look, there is a big fool here, sending his head thousands of miles away.
The author has something to say: Wei Sushen: Sending a head from a thousand miles away is a token of great sentiment.
Wei Ye: ...
Fang Shan: I've reported it. Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or provided me with nutrient solution~
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