Bourbon is dead.

This is something that no one expected.

Even the people who cast him out were stunned.

Everyone else really realized the seriousness of the matter at this moment.

However, it was too late.

Ley got up from the bed and glanced at the time door.

Today is October 31st, at 7 a.m.

It has been four days since Bourbon's death, and now it is the fifth day.

But Ley still feels unreal, and the absurdity of being vaguely unable to find the entity is like a shadow.

How could a man like Bourbon die so easily?

He even suspected that he had entered the virtual game world without realizing it, such as the game called "Danwan Lunpo". The second part is what happened to all the members in the virtual world.

However, no matter how you look at it, it cannot be a virtual game world.

Although holographic games have been mentioned a long time ago, even the organization has not yet developed them to a point where he can't find a strange place for so long, right?

Ley trusts his observation and intuition.

This is a very real world, and it cannot be virtual.

He stood in front of the mirror to sort out his long hair, then put on his knitted hat, turned around and stood in front of the window, and could clearly feel the cold wind and white snow in the breathing door.

The wind and snow are real, the pain and taste are real, the flesh and blood of the man when interrogating the man and the Calvados corpse that died in front of them are real, and even the black technology of the organization cannot achieve this level.

The virtual world cannot be so real.

Then, there are only two possibilities...

Ley lit a cigarette and nipped it out.

It was just dawn and breakfast was served at 8 o'clock, and there were no people outside.

Ley first meets Kiel.

Kiel's face looked bad and he didn't seem to have a good sleep at night.

Of course, after all, she is probably the one who was cast tonight, or Scotland.

"I have a doubt and want to ask you." Ley said standing beside her.

Kiel, who was reading a book, glanced at him: "What? I may not answer you."

"Why did you vote for Belmode instead of Bourbon that night? Bourbon voted for you without any mercy." Ley asked.

Kiel raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you voted for Belmode too?"

"Because no matter what, Bourbon and I are still quite a partner, so of course we won't vote for him," said Ley.

Kiel pulled his lips: "Partner...well, it doesn't matter if you say it now, because I once did Bourbon a favor and he owed me a favor. I think I might be able to use him and vote for Belmode, that's all."

Ley nodded, left the study, and walked a few steps to see Scotland sitting by the window drinking.

He seemed to have just been sleeping all night, and seemed to be sitting there drinking all night.

But there was only half of the bottle of wine left on the table, and he didn't look drunk, so he was just staring blankly.

What is Scotland thinking now?

It's Halloween tonight, and Halloween is midnight. Will he want to see the ghost of Bourbon?

After all, that location was where Bourbon once played him guitar, and there was a bottle of four-rose bourbon on the table, and two glasses with ice hockey and wine filled.

Scotland was lying on the table at this time, staring at the front of the empty space.

There was a glass of ice hockey that had melted most of the wine in front of the seat opposite the other person.

Ley has a good relationship with Scotland, and he plans to go over and chat with Scotland.

At this moment, the sun outside completely rose, and the bright and warm sunlight just shone on Scotland.

Scotland came to his senses, held up his body and turned his head to look out the window.

"The sun is rising..." he murmured in a low voice.

Ley stopped and heard something amazing about such a simple sentence that seemed to contain some amazing feelings and thoughts.

Scotland was silent for a long time, and it seemed like he was in memory and trance. After a while, he picked up his wine glass and raised it and gently touched the glass of wine that no one drank in front of the empty seat opposite.

Ley looked at the expression on his face and felt that he didn't seem to be good now, and he couldn't sit in the opposite position.

However, if no changes are made, Scotland is the most likely to be cast tonight.

Although Scotland probably doesn't care about death now, it may be more willing to reunite with Bourbon after taking revenge.

Yes, revenge.

The few people who voted for Bourbon before are now only Gin is still alive.

At first it was Chianti. When Chianti smiled and said, "Boom turned into a bourbon cake", Ley was worried that Scotland would explode.

But it was not there at that time, so when Chianti couldn't bear it anymore and smashed the rum robot madly and was unconscious and took it away for execution, no one suspected that Scotland had done something.

The second one is Cohen, who couldn't help but explode, but after firing a shot at Curacao, he was knocked out by Curacao at a faster speed than anesthesia needle and was executed.

The third one is Ireland. At this time, they realized something was wrong and began to doubt Scotland, but there was no evidence at all.

It was not until last night that Vodka was executed that the rest of the people were completely determined that it was Scotland's move.

When he realized this, Ley's hair stood up.

Scotland was even more terrifying than they thought. He might have been just playing before, but he didn't go crazy because of Bourbon.

And it's the kind of extreme calm madness.

Scotland cannot be an undercover agent.

His mind was full of bourbon.

The feelings of an undercover agent will not be so fragile, and will not be so emotional for a member of an organization, so crazy that he will completely ignore the consequences.

Scotland, hidden under a gentle smile, is more terrifying than Bourbon.

Ley took the cigarette and slowly exhaled the white mist.

Although I had known that Scotland had cut the black incision, I didn't expect that he would be so terrible after the outbreak.

I always feel that when he and Bourbon were against him, Scotland hadn't attacked him because of his pretty good partner relationship.

Thinking about it this way, the mood becomes even more complicated.

Ley finally walked over, took a stool and sat next to him, took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

"It will be better to smoke a cigarette at this time."

Scotland turned to look at him.

“Boebon doesn’t like the smell of smoke.”

He said this, but reached out to take the cigarette.

Ley lit a match and lighted him a cigarette.

Scotland took a deep breath with the cigarette, then raised his head and slowly exhaled it.

In just a few days, his temperament changed drastically.

The man's black hair is a little messy and his stubble is more, and the alcohol smell on his body is not ridiculous but obvious.

The tough face in the smoke was faintly visible, and the blue eyes on the top were sharp and cold. Just took a sip and stopped moving the cigarette, looking at some point in the void.

Ley suddenly remembered that on the contrary, Bourbon had a pair of drooping eyes that looked very innocent.

Those two people would smile often, so the difference was not so obvious.

But Scotland has never smiled since Bourbon's death.

Lai suddenly didn't know what to say, so he simply didn't say anything, just sat with him and smoked quietly.

The time door for a cigarette ended, and Ley left quietly again.

Scotland threw the burning cigarette butt into the wine glass opposite where the ice hockey had completely melted.

"Who told you not to drink?" he said angrily.

After a while, his straight back collapsed again, and he lay on the table and reached out to touch the red rose on the bottle of the four-rose bourbon.

zero, today is Halloween, tomorrow is Halloween.

I don’t know what happened to Matsuda and the others, and if something happened to them.

You're not going to wait until I get out of here, but I'm still alive.

This feeling is really uncomfortable, it's really painful. I often wonder if I can stick to it. Zero, did you endure it like this and continue working hard alone until the end?

Four days have passed since that day, and today is the fifth day, and I seem to have reached my limit.
To be continued...