I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Xiao Li peeped out some emotions from the other party's tone. He put aside the clues of this dungeon world in his mind, and turned to face Shen Mirage-but the other party pushed him back again and pushed the hair dryer to the maximum again. files.

Buzzing, buzzing.

Xiao Li: "Can you turn that stuff off?"

Shen Mizhi's voice came from behind the hair dryer in a vague manner: "Hair is still dry, just say so."

The young man’s hands were too strong. Once he pressed Xiao Li’s shoulders, he couldn’t shake it at all, so the young man’s voice clearly leaped into Shen Mi’s eardrum in a "buzzing" sound: "...it depends. who's that person."

Shen Mirage: "Who would you agree to?"

Xiao Li pressed the corners of his lips downwards, and he asked, "It should be me who likes me?"

Shen Mirage's hands on his shoulders became tighter, as if he was about to crush the opponent's bones. Xiao Li couldn't bear it anymore. He stretched out his hands and pressed them on Shen Mirage's hands. He opened his eyes. Looking at the youth, he said, "Or do you want to tell me... Is that person you?"

Shen Mirage: "..."

It is indeed him.

But Shen Mirzhi couldn't figure out his thoughts from the other's tone.

Xiao Li didn't sound like a joke.

Reason told Shen Mizhi that he should pull his hand away. Xiao Li probably wouldn't like such a close distance, but he thought again, now that Xiao Li is putting his hand on the back of his hand, he can clearly perceive that The thigh feel is soft, slightly cool, and the bones are distinct.

Shen Mirage suddenly had no strength to withdraw his hand.

The young man's eyes flickered. He looked away and changed his ambiguous statement: "If it were me, would you agree?"

Xiao Li didn't answer immediately.

Shen Mirage knew what the other party's answer would be, and he was already regretting his impulse just now.

Before Xiao Li spoke again, he threw the hair dryer aside and leaned down to hug him tightly.

He has great strength, as if he is trying to encircle some existence that is extremely important to him.

Xiao Li was unprepared, and he almost missed his breath.

The young man blocked Xiao Li's lips with a finger, and he put his chin on the opponent's collarbone, his eyes turbulent.

He restrained the trembling of his fingertips for a while, and Shen Mizhi said softly and stubbornly: "I didn't want to tell you now, but it seems I can't help it."

"I... I do like you."

"You don't need to tell me the answer. I will give you a lot of time. You can tell me what kind of person you like. I can play that role. My only requirement is... You don't choose others, and don't hate me."

Shen Mirage's tone was cold and steady, but the ending sounded somewhat weak.

The young man looked at Xiao Li's profile from this angle. The contours of the face were beautifully contoured, the lips that were tightly pursed, the eyes hidden under the eyelashes, and the wet water droplets dipped into the clothes again along the throat, with deep eyes. A little bit.

He hugged Xiao Li's arm and increased his strength.

Xiao Li looked back at him.

With just such a glance, Shen Mirzhi could almost perceive the tactile sensation of the other party's sight falling on him, that kind of numb touch.

Shen Mirage wanted to let this person smell his own, from hair to fingertips, every inch.

He wants to kiss him.

Violent and gentle.

Shen Mirage lightened his tone, as if afraid of disturbing something, "Can I... kiss you?"

...Xiao Li took an apple from the fruit basket on the table and turned around to plug Shen Mirage's mouth.

Shen Mirage released his hand, he caught the apple and stood up straight.

Xiao Li got up from the chair, he walked to the door silently, and suddenly turned around again: "Why?"

Shen Mizhi constricted his eyes. He curled the corners of his lips and returned to his usual appearance: "You are cute."

Xiao Li picked up the little yellow notebook on the table, tapped his fingertips on the cover of the little yellow notebook twice, and stuffed it into his pocket again: "I'll go back and live."

Shen Mirage pressed his lips into a straight line.

Xiao Li turned around and took the door to the room, and walked to Room 908 where Riyan was.

When he entered, Ri Yan was live broadcasting himself. He did not dare to stay alone in the room, but Ye Zeqing refused to contain him. He could only accompany the audience in the live broadcast room.

When Xiao Li knocked on the door, Ri Yan was so scared that he jumped up and asked courageously: "Who?"

"……I."

Hearing Xiao Li's voice, Ri Yan became excited, and rushed over at a speed of 100 meters and opened the door: "Moriarty, why are you here?"

"With you, wait for the sixth strange talk by the way." Xiao Li walked in.

Riyan almost burst into tears and said to his live broadcast room: "Do you know what a person is beautiful and kind? Do you know what is meant by'knowing the universe and pitying the grass and trees'?"

Xiao Li's honey juice was a little ashamed: "..................What idiom are you using?"

Riyan said "hehe", "I'm relieved with the presence of Mr. Mo."

Xiao Li found a chair and sat down. He leaned his head against the wall of the non-existent room next door, his eyelashes dropped and he did not move.

Riyan watched him carefully for a while, and finally asked, "Moriarty, what are you thinking?"

Xiao Li didn't look up: "Strange talk."

"Actually, I wanted to ask this for a long time. Who are you guys? How do I feel that you sometimes speak and act very...unusually." Ri Yan scratched his head.

Only then did Xiao Li move, and said to Ri Yan: "It is sometimes a good thing to know less. After you go back alive, you can forget about these and stay away from these events. It is best for you."

Riyan was still a little confused, but he could see that Xiao Li was on his mind at this time, so he scratched the back of his hand twice, and did not continue to question.

——

At the same moment, the rooftop swimming pool of the Cavill Hotel.

Originally, this swimming pool was the most popular place for guests, but since the two murders, there has been a lot less traffic here.

This gave Jasmine a chance.

Jasmine is a waitress in the hotel. She has been greedy for the swimming pool for a long time. The manager of the hotel usually supervises them strictly. Jasmine hates him, but now the manager is no longer there and the guests are much less. Jasmine finishes cleaning from the duty room downstairs. After the manager’s belongings, he finally had the opportunity to change into a swimsuit and swim in the rooftop pool.

Jasmine was wearing a beautiful bikini swimsuit, stretching her body in the clear water to her heart's content.

As it got late, there were fewer and fewer people in the pool, and in the end only Jasmine was left.

But Jasmine had a rare opportunity. She wanted to stay a little longer and look at the five-color neon on the roof.

Just as she backstroke to the edge again, stood up with the railing, and flicked her hair, Jasmine suddenly caught a glimpse of the water in the swimming pool.

Jasmine's pretty cheeks were reflected on the water, which was normal, but if it was not just her face on the water, it would be abnormal.

Next to Jasmine's reflection, there was another red reflection.

It looked like a woman, wearing a big red dress, with her head down and her face unclear.

Jasmine's heart jumped, she looked behind her, but she saw nothing.

She turned her head and looked at the water again, hesitantly stretched out her hand to touch the splash of water——

Just as Jasmine's hand touched the water, a voice rang from behind her: "Do you like big red clothes?"

……………………

Another murder occurred at the Cavill Hotel.

No need for Ye Zeqing's notice this time, the words "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Xiao Li quickly stood up from his chair, opened the door of the room, and joined the rest of the samsara directly in the corridor.

Ye Zeqing saw him come out with Riyan, and asked in surprise, "Why are you two together?"

Ri Yan said with joy and bluntly: "Mo brother was afraid that I was afraid, so he came to accompany me."

Ye Zeqing glanced at Xiao Li suspiciously, "Are you not with your handsome friend?"

Xiao Li's gaze passed him lightly.

Someone upstairs dragged a female corpse down and wrapped her in a body bag. A large amount of blood had been bubbled by the pool and spread throughout the pool.

Ye Zeqing's attention was diverted, he glanced at the victim's face: "...Jasmine?"

Xiao Li: "Do you know?"

"Yes, the waiter in charge of our part loves money. I have taken information from her many times." Ye Zeqing's face sank, "Looking at her like this, it's also... the lady in red. What did she do? During this period of time, her aggressiveness seems to be getting stronger and more victims, if she has the potential to grow, then we will be miserable."

"Growability?"

"Yes, there are two types of ghosts. One is already fixed in strength, and the other can be improved by killing humans. The latter is quite rare, but they often choose to start with weak people."

Xiao Li didn't pay attention to the ghosts, he paid more attention to Jasmine's identity, plus the hotel manager, the security guard... Where is their intersection?

Xiao Li bit his finger unconsciously, he turned and pressed the elevator, waiting for the elevator to arrive.

Ye Zeqing: "Why, where are we going?"

"Duty room," Xiao Li said, "I missed one thing, something very important."

Ye Zeqing: "What?"

Xiao Li: "I can't be sure now... but as long as I see it, I can know the truth."

"What's wrong with you, why do I think you are a little impatient now?"

"...Really," Xiao Li said lightly, "that might be because I was rushing back to school to study."

Ye Zeqing: "..."

——Even if I didn’t want to tell him, Xiao Li wouldn’t find a better excuse?

The reincarnations went down the elevator, and once again stepped into the corridor they had visited during the day.

Reminiscent of the strange talks that converged here during the day, Ye Zeqing and others subconsciously let go, for fear of attracting the attention of ghosts.

There is nothing unusual up to the middle of the corridor.

The vicinity of the duty room was very quiet. This was the scene of the murder. Almost no one came. The air in the entire corridor seemed to be condensed together, deadly silence.

There is no Fujiang, no crying, and no footsteps.

However, when Ye Zeqing's gaze crossed his back again, he tensed his nerves: "Something is coming...Be careful, everyone."

The corner of a red skirt leaked from the corner.

She is wearing blood-red clothes, and her face is covered with knife marks. If you look closely, you will find that the clothes on her body are condensed together through wounds after another, and are firmly fixed on her body.

She is no longer as gray as before, but has changed back to her original appearance, the red dress is dazzling and resentful.

"Do you... like big red clothes?"

She stood one meter away from the reincarnations without the slightest concealment, and gave them a sarcasm smile.

The pungent smell of blood permeated this corridor and penetrated into the nasal cavity of the reincarnations.

Xiao Li turned and ran without looking back.

Although Ye Zeqing didn't know why the other party changed his style this time, Xiao Li must have his reason, so he also ran along.

The reincarnations dashed all the way down the corridor, straightly entered the door of the duty room, and closed the door heavily.

Perhaps it was the reaction of the reincarnations that gave the red ghost confidence. Her steps were not rushed, and while walking, she sang loudly with a voice that did not match her face: "Big red, how beautiful it is. I will dye you all big red."

She deliberately extended the walking time, increased the sound of footsteps, and happily enjoyed the pleasure of catching a cat and a mouse.

The sound of footsteps approached little by little, like a countdown to death.

The scarlet ghost turned around, she stood at the door of the duty room, and stretched out her hand to the closed door.

Before she could push the door, it opened.

Before the red ghost had time to be surprised, the nozzle of a foam fire extinguisher was aimed at her, and a voice followed:

"Do you like white skirts? The kind of foam, there are big or big bubbles."

The next second, the hand holding the foam fire extinguisher unscrewed the safety plug and turned on the fire extinguisher towards the scarlet ghost.

"Puff chich—"

The overwhelming white foam sprayed the red ghost all over his face at close range.

When the fire extinguisher stopped firing, the red ghost was already covered with foam, and the red dress on her body was covered with white foam, which looked like a white dress at first glance.

The distribution is actually quite even.

"White" Ghost:???

Is she... bleached?!

The author has something to say: Hello everyone, here is for Moriarty bot. The following is our first submission. The contributor is Mr. St., who is willing to be named.

[@bot, eh, I read the contribution of @ Sherlockbot, it seems that Miss Bloody Mary and Miss Bixian have great opinions on Sherlock, then I will take the opportunity to give you Amway, we are Moriarty.Although he has tortured me in a cruel way, I still want to say that it is cool to follow him, and it is cool to see if the ghost is abused.When he let the god of damn fraud deflate, I decided to wipe out his grievances!If it weren’t for me to still have a boat, I really want to keep following him, I don’t know when he can call me again...]

[Bloody Mary: Oh, although Sherlock is annoying, but I will not abandon him.

[Bi Xian: What you said actually makes sense. When I saw the tragedy happen to the ghost, I was very happy.

[Pu Se Udu Rogoi:?I hope you will be cautious in your words and deeds. He didn't let me collapse, he just aroused my interest.