Survivorship Bias

    It is reasonable to say that in this era of blurring geographical scope and dissolving national boundaries, it should not be strange for anyone to look like An Wugui.

     Ke Shen Ti's face made his mind wander to the medieval descriptions of alien races recorded in writing, as if they were not the same kind.

    "The ear is really smart." Shen Ti opened his mouth and broke An Wu's unrealistic reverie in a second.

    "It hurts."

    An Wujiu laughed angrily.

    What do you take him for?

    “Does it hurt?” An Wujiu pinched Shen Ti’s neck fiercely, “I’m so afraid of pain, just kill you.”

    The sun and one eye on his Adam's apple were caught in the tiger's mouth, the muscles on the back of his hands and the blue veins on Shen Ti's neck rose and fell together.

    The hand was lined by the reddened neck, whiter and whiter.

    Shen Ti was pinched and coughed, two gloved hands held An Wujiu's left hand, but his mouth was still provocative, "How do you want to kill me... use your cultist ?"

    An Wujiu's heart moved, but a rather curious smile appeared on the surface, "My cult? Who is it?"

    The hand that grabbed his neck went up and pinched Shen Ti's chin, "Are you?"

    Try again.

    He could clearly feel those green eyes staring at him, scanning him like a lie detector, but An Wugui just smiled and looked directly at him.

    During the confrontation, Shen Ti could not detect any abnormality from An Wujiu's face.

    But this person is already abnormal enough, whether it is a real change in temperament or a strict disguise, it is not simple.

    “What are you looking at?” An Wujiu pinched his chin fiercely, “You have been staring at me since the warm-up match, do you think you can cheat something, or do you really want to give your eyes to me? I?"

    Shen Ti laughed, and with a smile, the coral earrings on the earlobes began to shake again.

    "How can you say that about me, I only look at you because you look good, is it strange?"

    "Besides, I'm not the only one watching." Shen Ti's mouth still had a smile on his face, "By the way, I'm wearing a mask and you can see that I'm looking at you?"

    He grabbed a point that could be grasped, An Wujiu was about to speak, but this guy began to pretend to explain: "Oh I know, my mask must be too exaggerated Well, you're definitely not staring at me."

    An Wu Jiu looked at him coldly, remained silent for three seconds, then laughed.

    "Shen Ti, your black line should not be connected to me."

    "I'm so eager to find evidence of my manipulation of cultists, because you know you can't kill me by duel, so you just give me a **** crime?"

    Shen Ti, who was still laughing just now, the feigned childish smile on his face gradually faded, but it was not the embarrassment and unease after being exposed, but a subtle smile.

    Like appreciation.

    "Yeah, I signed an agreement with you, killing you is a foul." His response was ambiguous.

    "Acknowledgment?" An Wujiu shrugged, leaned close to Shen Ti's ear, and said softly.

    "Then you quickly pray to God and let me starve to death in the bunker early."

    Time is running out for forced sleep.

    An Wujiu got up from Shen Ti, got out of bed, and ruthlessly ordered him to evict him.

    "Go back to your room."

    Shen Ti showed a reluctant expression, "Everyone is here at night, they are all guests, give me a face..." Before he could finish speaking, An Wujiu pinched him again up his neck.

    “You really want to die in my hands.” An Wujiu said coldly.

    Shen Ti took away the nervous look, his expression became serious, he returned the innocent words just now, and even held his wrist.

    "You won't kill me, you can't kill me."

    An Wujiu stared at him.

    He couldn't possibly know who his red line was.

    Moreover, it was changed once.

    After a few seconds of silence, Shen Ti laughed again, and said his reason, "If you hit me, you are fouling. Then the system will stun you, what should I do? You don't care anymore."

    An Wujiu's face was cold for a moment, then he laughed again, turned around on his own, but was directly grabbed by Shen Ti, "Where to?"

    "Since you want to sleep in my room, I'll go to yours."

    Shen Ti smiled, "You are so afraid of sleeping with me, could it be because you are going out to do bad things at night?" He sat beside the bed and looked up at An Wujiu, "Or You have to instruct others to do bad things."

    "I won't guess."

    An Wu Jiu did not speak, after a while, he opened his dashboard, found the points exchange page, and rummaged for a while.

    It was obvious that he was **** for tat just now, Shen Ti thought he could cheat something, but he didn't expect this guy to do something else.

    The picture of them lying side by side on the same bed at the moment is really weird and subtle.

    "It does."

    An Wujiu chuckled and clicked on the panel a few times, a cloud of blue light particles appeared in the void in front of him, gathered into a pair of silver handcuffs.

     Immediately afterwards, An Wu Jiu brought his two wrists together with the inside facing upwards, and handed them to Shen Ti in front of him, as if they were tied. Facing Shen Ti, he also raised his chin.

    Shen Ti glanced at his wrist, looked up at him again, and raised his right eyebrow.

    "Is this something you can do without money?"

    “Don’t pretend to be crazy.” An Wujiu raised his eyes and smiled kindly, “You came to my room because you think I have something to do with a cultist, want to see if you can find any clues, or Fraud something."

    Speaking, with a click, he put handcuffs on his left glove, "I'm afraid I'll go out at night and do something bad? Then let's handcuff it first, how about it?"

    "You can't do it all by yourself, can you walk if you want?" In the darkness, Shen Ti's voice was smiling, "It's better to be tied together. I don't want to get up, You have to lie down too."

    "Hey, you..."

    An Wujiu stared at the silver handcuffs on his left wrist, his gaze extended to the weird person at the other end.

    He fell asleep with his eyes closed, looking unsuspecting.

    But An Wu Jiao knew very well that this person was very confusing.

    If his deception is based on inflammatory remarks and human speculation, then the way this guy exists is deception. There is no credibility in every word and deed.

    It doesn't look like there is any strategy or plan, but this illusion perfectly hides his purpose.

     Staring at Shen Ti's face, An Wu Jiu suddenly had a bad thought in his mind.

    He stretched out his hand and touched the tiny ruby ​​between Shen Ti's eyebrows with his fingertips.

    Like a drop of blood.

    "Hello." Shen Ti still closed his eyes and grabbed An Wujiu's wrist.

    "If you can't pull it down, give up."

    Failed.

    An Wujiu held back his breath and wanted to let go of Shen Ti's hand, but he didn't expect him to be quite strong at the moment. After struggling again, a familiar sweetness suddenly appeared in the air.

    The attack of the hypnotic gas made An Wujiu lose the ability to break free.

    He had some dreams about his childhood.

    The dream world is fluid, full of blurred and eerie colors. Blood red sky, white sun, dark blue walls and burnt yellow floors. When he was a child, he stood in front of a door and heard Xu Xu chanting. His mother, who was crawling on the floor, quickly turned over a notebook, and the paper made a restless sound.

    And he stood at the door of the room, watching his mother's bizarre behavior.

    It's weird. An Wu Jiu called her over and over again in the dream, but his mother flipped and recited so intently, until he let out a long scream in the dream, like a bird crying for blood.

    The mother who was kneeling on the floor raised her head, tears in her eyes, fear in her eyes, and instant sobriety and resistance.

    She stood up, ran quickly to the door, and slammed it shut.

    An Wujiu, who was standing outside the door, suddenly fell down, falling into a bottomless abyss, falling continuously and rapidly.

    Without warning, he fell heavily to the ground.

    Then woke up in a cold sweat.

    "You ghost pressed the bed." Shen Ti sat cross-legged next to him, tilted his head and stared at him, then glanced up with a little self-doubt, "...it's called ghost press bed?"

    An Wujiu looked at the ceiling, still panting, the aftereffect of the hypnotic gas gave him a headache, he wanted to raise his hand to press on his temple, but he grabbed another person's hand.

     Turning his head, he saw that one of Shen Ti's hands was pulled up, and the other party raised his eyebrows, as if to say "what's the matter".

    Shen Ti stared at An Wujiu's face and had a wonderful intuition, but he wasn't sure enough until An Wujiu sat up with his hands on the bed, sat up straight, and said to him.

    "Sorry."

    Sure enough, it will return to normal. Shen Ti's face showed shock and self-affirmation.

    An Wujiu didn't notice his inner activity, his face was calm, "I'm sorry, I cut your mask in half."

    I even apologize. Shen Ti laughed, and after laughing, he found that An Wujiu seemed to speak a little faster than when he first met him, and he didn't stutter so much.

    He smiled, An Wujiu felt abnormal.

    “You tortured me all night, do you believe me?” An Wujiu raised his eyes and asked.

    Shen Ti had a smile on his lips, "It's strange, the way you are now makes people really trustworthy. And you even remember it."

    “Why don’t you remember?” An Wujiu sat up, bent his legs, said lightly, “Except for forgetting how to enter the altar, I remember everything else.”

    He glanced at Shen Ti, looked down on the bed, seemed to be looking for something, and then stopped to recall.

    "It doesn't seem to be given..." He muttered to himself, opened the exchange page from last night, found the handcuffs, and turned down.

    Shen Ti also leaned over to see that there was indeed a matching key under the handcuffs.

    There are only three characters below - out of stock.

    The page disappears with a tick.

    An Wu Jiu buried his head directly on his knees, his right hand that was not chained also hugged his head without saying a word.

    Shen Ti stared at him, feeling a little cute.

    An Wujiu's state of depression now is like the morning after he wakes up after a drunken madness. I feel ashamed because I know exactly what I've done.

    Shen Ti raised his hand, which was equivalent to dragging An Wujiu.

    He slowly raised his head, sighed and whispered.

    "It took a lot of points..."

    Shen Ti held back his smile, "You are the most interesting person I have ever met."

    An Wujiu didn't have much feeling for this compliment, he was still thinking about what was wrong with him, and actually boasted that Haikou gave all the points in the last round.

    Obviously half of what I thought at first.

    Forget it, the only exchange opportunity was used to buy handcuffs, and the key was not given.

    He glanced up at Shen Ti.

    If you are always bound with Shen Ti, what will you do?

    “You don’t doubt me now?” An Wujiu asked.

    Shen Ti made no secret, "Doubt, but I still need evidence."

    "Let's go." Shen Ti dragged An Wujiu out of bed, and said extremely impolite words in a serious tone, "If we don't go out, they might think we shouldn't be doing anything inside. things to do."

    An Wujiu frowned, “Nothing was done.”

    "Yes, just go to sleep." Shen Ti shrugged, suddenly thought of something, the free hand groped in the pocket of the trench coat, and finally took out the sticker [Shen Ti] The half of the bread on the label was broken into two pieces, half was held in his mouth, and the other half was thrown directly into An Wu Jiu's arms.

    "Eat," he mumbled.

    An Wujiu stared at the bread in his arms, the label was gone. Even though he was still testing last night, he kindly gave away food in the morning.

    "To be honest, I never thought of killing you." Shen Ti looked calm, his blue-green pupils gave a false tenderness, "I don't want to anymore now."

    “Why?” An Wujiu asked.

    Shen Ti raised his eyebrows, "Because you make me think... living is quite interesting."

    Speaking as if she wanted to die.

      He twisted the cap off the bottle and took a few sips, and handed the remaining half to An Wu Jiu.

    He deliberately eats and drinks first to let himself down.

    An Wujiu is not arrogant, if you want to live, you should take the necessary alms. He quickly finished the half and drank the water that Shen Ti left him.

    The energy bar above the head gradually returned to the length of yesterday.

    The bunker once again played the regular music at 9:00 am and 12:00 pm every day.

    An Wujiu bowed his head, woke up feeling sorry for what happened yesterday, only then did he realize that his clothes were unbuttoned and his chest was exposed, it looked very indecent, he wanted to button it up , but as soon as he put his hand on the button, his left hand was directly pulled over.

    "I think of dressing well now? Didn't I just hang around like this all day yesterday."

    Shen Ti, who was sitting beside the bed, bent down, because they were handcuffed together, they had to bend down together to put on their shoes, An Wujiu, who was not buttoned, was still a little stunned, but Shen Ti just pressed him down Go down and put on shoes together.

    "There are still three days!" Shen Ti stood up and stretched his arms, An Wujiu was also forced to raise an arm to accompany him to celebrate.

    I was so happy that I didn't think I would lose the game at all.

    Before opening the door, An Wujiu thought that he didn't seem to have anything that could be exchanged for the food given by Shen Ti.

    "What do you want in exchange for the bread just now?" he asked.

    "No need." Shen Ti reached out and pushed the door open, with a sloppy attitude, "It's just the room fee."

    An Wujiu saw Zhong Yirou through the gap in the door, she took the book in her hand and changed back to the original cheongsam, and the makeup on her face was changed to purple.

    Shen Ti turned his head in the direction of An Wujiu, ignoring that there were other people, so he said the remaining half of the sentence at will.

    "...I've slept, so I can't give nothing."

    Zhong Yirou happened to hear half a sentence, and happened to see the handcuffs, the shiny handcuffs.

    With a click, the book in his hand fell to the ground.