I'm just acting like a pervert, I'm actually a good prisoner

Xie Qi came out of the room, holding the kerosene lamp fueled by mysterious lamp oil.

The whole corridor was silent. He held the kerosene lamp in front of him. The two-meter illumination range only allowed him to see a door in front of him.

He memorized the guests' rooms during the day.

The closest to him was the police officer, then the white-haired man, the captain's lady, the star, the novelist, the lawyer, and finally the blonde lady.

Xie Qi smiled slightly.

He walked forward.

He was originally walking on the carpet, and the soft texture covered the sound of his footsteps very well.

The light of the kerosene lamp illuminated the doors of each room.

But after passing two doors, the third door was different from the other two.

The black shadow came from under the door, which was so conspicuous in Xie Qi's perspective.

Oh? There was actually a little mouse eavesdropping.

Xie Qi tilted his head and his eyes widened a little.

The upper half of his face hidden in the dark was not clear, and only the exposed lower half could reveal his mood.

At this time, his lips were raised playfully, as if he thought of something interesting. He first stopped and took a few steps back.

Xie Qi left the carpeted area and walked step by step between the carpet and the narrow corridor of the door like a child.

Just as Song Nan heard behind the door, when Xie Qi walked to her door, his pupils dilated excitedly. The audience in the live broadcast room saw that he was like Song Nan, and also put his ears to the door.

Some viewers who watched from a God's perspective felt a chill.

A door separated two people, and their postures were exactly the same, but the woman inside the door didn't know that someone outside was listening to her movements.

[Fuck! I have goose bumps! How can this chef be so perverted! ]

[If I were this woman, I would be scared to death if I knew that there was someone outside lying on the door like me. ]

[Wow... I was originally curious about what was going on outside from the perspective of this woman, so I turned to the chef. Oh my god! I was immediately shocked by the chef on the door, and my heart is still not calm! ]

[I understand you! I am the same. I usually look at those bloody scenes without changing my expression, but I was scared by this chef several times in this copy! ]

Xie Qi didn't know what the audience in the live broadcast room were talking about. If he knew, he would definitely popularize the difference between Eastern horror and Western horror to these viewers who have little knowledge of the future world.

Eastern horror is to make you think deeply and terrified. You don't see anything, but you always feel that there is something there. Compared with Western horror, which is just a visual impact, I don't know how advanced it is.

After listening for a while, I found that the other party didn't react. Maybe it was because of his good psychological quality?

Xie Qi pouted and stood up straight with boredom.

Fortunately, there is still a little lamb to play with him.

He continued to walk towards his original destination, and his hand accurately touched a key from the key hanging on his waist, stepped over the carpet, and walked to the opposite side of the door behind him.

With a subtle unlocking sound, the door slowly opened.

Thinking that the person inside would attack him in person, Xie Qi's hands behind his back were ready to take out the knife.

But who knew that the black man just sat quietly by the bed, and was not surprised to see the door open by itself, but just frowned at him.

Oh?

Xie Qi was a little surprised, this was really beyond his expectations.

I thought the other party was just a simple-minded and big fool, but I didn't expect him to be so calm now.

So he nodded to Brussels with interest, and said with a smile: "It seems that the guest has been waiting for me for a long time, then come with me, I will take you to find the missing guest."

Brussels' body tensed, but it was only for a moment, thinking that the other party was only one person, and even if something happened, he would definitely not be his opponent.

The words of other people during the day echoed in his mind.

Oh, he is a grown man, why does he need those weaklings to protect him? It's a joke.

So Brussels followed him silently.

There was a long distance between the two of them, just at the edge of the kerosene lamp.

Brussels saw the chef took him to the back of the first floor, where there was a door leading to the outside.

Unexpectedly, in addition to the main door, there was a back door in the villa.

But there was a lock on the door, and Brussels saw the chef took out a key from his waist and unlocked the lock.

He actually left the villa so easily.

When he stepped onto the stone path and looked at the misty moonlight in the sky, Brussels was still a little bit unbelievable.

Just as he was standing on the path in shock, he heard a click behind him.

Turning back, Brussels found that the chefStanding behind him.

Feeling a little uneasy, he asked, "Where are you taking me? Did Stoke leave the villa last night?"

Xie Qi lifted the kerosene lamp and shook it in front of his eyes, then passed by Brussels.

"Yes, that guest is lonely, and he must be happy to have you accompany him."

"As for where we are going, I told the guests before that there is a farm behind, and that's where we are going."

Attracted by the kerosene lamp and the information revealed in Xie Qi's words, Brussels didn't notice that there was a lock on the door behind them.

Brussels walked behind Xie Qi, clenched his fists and squeezed them hard, staring at his back.

After listening to Xie Qi's words, he felt even more strange.

He didn't take what others said to heart, knowing that Stoke must be in danger, but in the mouth of this chef, it seems that Stoke is not dead yet?

Various speculations circled in his mind, making Brussels extremely irritated.

Never mind!

It would be best if Stoke is not dead after we get there, but if the chef has other ideas, I am not afraid of him!

Feeling the hot gaze behind him, Xie Qi narrowed his eyes happily.

The rows of withered trees separated from their eyes, and the cold industrial building appeared in front of them.

Xie Qi put away the distorted look on his face, turned around with a faint smile, and introduced to Brussels:

"Welcome to the Custer family farm."