Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1968 Why does Lin Sanjiu keep smashing his feet...?

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"Why did you ask Mr. Ito to come here?" Ji Shanqing blinked at her, and suddenly understood: "Oh, sister, do you want to—"

Really can't hide his thoughts from him. Lin Sanjiu nodded and said with a smile, "That's right! We spend money inside and let him watch the yard outside. When the money is spent, we go out and replace him as the villa owner. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

She thought about it twice, and felt that there was nothing wrong with them: Mr. Ito had some kind of friendship with them. She had seen both her strength and the intelligence of the gift bag, and she was more likely to cooperate with them than others; what's more, she could make up for it It's a pity that he didn't help him and made him lose his villa - of course, they threw Ito on the beach and ran away, and he must have resentment in his heart, but as long as someone can be called over, how to persuade him is a trivial matter.

"But—" The gift bag just opened, and he closed his mouth again. After thinking about it, he realized that "but" was nothing. "Well... we can indeed tell him that we know how to get out of the copy." He said thoughtfully, "Use this to hang him and let him take care of our house..."

As if knocking on a nail, Lin Sanjiu hurriedly added: "Right, of course we should tell him after we come out."

"The other refugees..."

"If they heard it, they heard it. It doesn't matter." Lin Sanjiu waved his hand. "They see us shouting so generously, and maybe they won't dare to come in casually."

"There are a lot of things to pay attention to in the implementation, but... this idea is actually feasible."

"You actually removed it."

When the gift bag was thinking and talking, a black substance had already appeared in his hand; no matter how many times he watched him write it, Lin Sanjiu couldn't get rid of that dazzling sense of wonder. She looked at the hands of the gift bag in a daze, seeing that the black piece gradually gained texture, thickness and weight - the gift bag put it on the ground and let go.

The living black matter, like a strange plant, quickly ascends and grows, following a certain internal logic and structure, and finally becomes a plastic shell speaker. This process sounds long, but in fact it only takes about ten seconds. Before Lin Sanjiu can figure out how to use this speaker, another microphone has already been programmed there.

...which is so convenient. It's a pity that Ji Shanqing doesn't have the data of [Ability Polisher] on hand; otherwise, she wouldn't have read the buying news on [eBay] over and over again, and been disappointed again and again.

The two moved the speaker into the yard and connected the power. Lin Sanjiu moved to a table and stood up with the microphone. She was already tall, and with the height of a table, her eyes suddenly crossed the courtyard wall—from the green trees beside the villa's path, the branches and leaves trembled, and it seemed that a face hurriedly retracted.

Lin Sanjiu didn't care at all. The more suspicious the refugees outside are and the less likely they are to act quickly, the better for her. She tapped the microphone twice, and there was a piercing screeching sound in the speaker—Li Bao quickly moved the speaker farther away, pushed it to the gate of the courtyard, and turned around to explain: "It's too close, and there's a whistle. ."

...that's a point of knowledge that won't be used in the apocalypse.

Lin Sanjiu cleared his throat and heard his voice amplified many times by the speaker; the words "Hello?" were carried by the sound waves and spread out in all directions.

"Is Mr. Ito here?" she asked into the microphone. Although I couldn't see the other villas clearly from here, I could see the beach in the distance. As soon as the sound from the speakers dissipated, a figure stopped on the beach. From the depths of the trees and green barriers, something rustled past—she sounded like a stone falling into the water, and the refugees hiding nearby were like fish sunk at the bottom of a pool. been disturbed.

"I'm from Villa F05. You know me. I'm sorry I didn't help you yesterday... If you are still alive, come to Villa F05. I have something to discuss with you."

She didn't know if Mr. Ito could hear the announcement, so she called it five or six times; Lin Sanjiu didn't climb off the table until an employee of the villa came to ask her not to disturb the neighbors.

Just in case, the two patrolled the villa twice while they were waiting. Until this time, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but sigh about the convenience of Hakain's ability: Compared to the two of them, the area of ​​this villa was too large, and it was difficult to balance both ends when defending.

"After Mr. Ito arrives, you can describe a trap-setting ability to me, preferably after the ability is cast, the trap can still exist..." Lin Sanjiu said, pointing to his collar. The other party is a gift package, so naturally she doesn't need to explain more.

"Well, I'll go out from time to time to take a look," Ji Shanqing nodded and looked around the front yard: "I don't worry about him staying outside alone."

"I'm here to find you, I'm not at ease!" A slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded from outside the courtyard door, "What are you looking for me for?"

The two of them were shocked; Lin Sanjiu quickly let the gift bag to the side, and jumped up to the top of the courtyard wall. The figure squatting in the bushes was obviously startled by her. She hurriedly retreated a few steps back, and when she looked up at her, Mr. Ito's dry face was revealed.

"Good morning."

"Morning-what good morning!" Mr. Ito was stunned for a moment, then took two steps back, and glanced around quickly, as if he was afraid of stepping into some trap. "What the **** are you looking for me for?"

Li Bao heard the two of them talking, and jumped under the wall. No matter how he bounced, he couldn't get up, like a worried and helpless rabbit; Lin Sanjiu signaled Mr. Ito to wait, and turned around to pull him up to the courtyard wall. , Then smiled: "You're still alive, that's great."

Mr. Ito turned his eyes on the gift bag, and only snorted with a sullen face.

"Last night, the situation was chaotic, and it was about to get out of control. It was really not suitable for us to stay at that time. Besides, the situation was settled at that time, and even if we stayed, there was no way to help you escape... Believe it or not, Anyway, I feel very guilty."

Lin Sanjiu squatted down on the courtyard wall, and although he was condescending, his voice was low and sincere: "After all, you and that boy have cooperated with our actions to allow us to pass the customs smoothly. I know you lost your villa... I want to help You have a hand. Of course, it's a mutually beneficial approach."

Seeing that Mr. Ito still pursed her lips and didn't speak, she sighed softly and asked, "Don't you believe me? I have no intention of harming anyone... Look at the boy in Villa F04, he also passed the customs smoothly. What? What happened to you was purely unexpected."

"You talk about it first, what is the solution?" he asked cautiously.

Although Lin Sanjiu had never actually attacked Ito, he was unusually wary. Even if she didn't use her consciousness to detect it, she could feel that Mr. Ito was now covered with some kind of protective force field—if she guessed correctly, he might be holding a tool in his hand. The wrong place can be triggered immediately.

When Lin Sanjiu was about to speak, she felt Ji Shanqing pull on the corner of her clothes. The latter did not dare to stand upright on the wall like her, and was sitting half-prostrate at this time; as soon as she lowered her head, she met Ji Shanqing's eyes.

"Sister, don't talk about it." His voice was calm and unhurried, as if the two were just chatting. He turned his head, looked at Mr. Ito under the wall, and asked, "...Who are you?"