The atmosphere on the dining table instantly solidified.

Bang!

The glass in his hand suddenly shattered into several pieces. Wang Yao stood up and glared: "Song Xiang, what did you do!"

Song Xiang was also shocked and confused: "I don't know anything."

"It's so damn!" Wang Yao cursed angrily, grabbed Song Xiang's arm and walked towards the second-floor guest room. "Danny, come here!"

Bang!

Kick open the door, and after Danny came in, Wang Yao closed the door with his backhand.

These things cannot be known to the characters in the play such as Kim Boli.

living room

"Kin, what's wrong with them?" Sarna touched the lost Kimberly on her shoulder and asked curiously.

She was the only one who was kept in the dark and knew nothing about it. Neither Wang Yao nor Kim Boli revealed much to her.

"I..." Kimberly looked at Sarna, then looked at her father who cared about her, put down the knife and fork in her hand. She shook her head and was confused: "I don't know either..."

She knows.

...

"What have you done!" The voice squeezed out of your teeth, Wang Yao grabbed Song Xiang's collar, and the blue veins were revealed on his forehead. Anger rose in his heart and he could hardly control his tyranny.

"I still want to ask you." Song Xiang, who was grabbed by the collar, looked straight at him without fear, as if he knew Wang Yao and did not dare to take action. "The plot has changed so much, and you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you."

"Bastard!" Wang Yao let go of her collar and pushed her away.

How is this possible? In one night, except for Kimberly and Sarna who escaped the first lap, all the characters in the play died?!

What the hell is going on!

Calm down...be calm down. Now is not the time to get angry. Wang Yao keeps reminding himself in his heart.

Song Xiang took a few steps back and stood firm, his tone full of mocking: "What else can you do except yelling angryly?"

Controlling his emotions, Wang Yao glanced at her coldly: "I said, don't try to challenge my patience."

Wang Yao, who had calmed down, was deeply surprised. What kind of abacus was this woman? She knew that offending herself was not a rational behavior, but she still had to act like this.

Danny smoothed out: "Head, Death did not act according to the original plot, something must have happened."

A thought flashed through Wang Yao's mind, and he hesitated: "Danny, I'll ask you. If you plan to kill 16 people in 3 days, and the time you kill these 16 people is fixed and cannot be killed together. But you killed 11 people on the first day for some reason. What do you think the reason will be."

At this moment, Danny also lost the desire to joke and fell into thinking. He was not afraid of death, but it did not mean that he did not want to live. No one would think that he had a long life.

"Because of some sense of crisis. For example, some of the 16 people noticed Danny's existence and threatened him." Song Xiang took over and said.

"Threatening death? Us?" Danny was incredible. "How is this possible."

"No, this is indeed possible!" Wang Yao and Song Xiang looked at each other. They both thought of the same possibility.

The plan that Song Xiang said last night!

She said last night that Kimberly was the God of Death, and wanted to kill Kimberly, but was stopped by Wang Yao. The death time of the characters in the play was exactly after this.

Song Xiang's idea made the god of death feel a sense of crisis, thus speeding up the killing!

Wang Yao felt cold all over, which really made Song Xiang think. Death relied on Kim Boli's prediction to kill people. It was hidden beside everyone.

"What are you going to do!" Wang Yao came to his senses and noticed that Song Xiang was about to rush out of the door, blocked her and shouted.

Song Xiang shouted: "What else can you do? Of course, kill her! Do you still want to stop me now? Just because of your hesitation last night, the six characters in the play died because of you! They could have lived!"

Song Xiang lifted out the characters in the play, trying to use Wang Yao's guilt to stop him.

In fact, this did have some effect. Wang Yao was silent, but still stood in front of Song Xiang.

Song Xiang was so angry that she was crazy about Wang Yao's merciful personality that she couldn't help but roar at Danny: "Where are you, do you want to accompany him to crazy?"

Danny walked to Wang Yao, grinned on his shoulder, revealing her white teeth: "I'm listening to my head."

Wang Yao raised his head and said, thinking of a possibility: "Maybe there may be other solutions!"

"What's the solution?"

"Let her... forget."

"Forgot?" Song Xiang Danny said in unison.

"Look for a hypnotist and let her lose her memory selectively."

"Are you kidding Wang Yao?" Song Xiang stared in Wang Yao's eyes: "What do you think about doing this? You protected Kimberly and put yourself in danger. But Kimberly knows nothing about it, and she will not thank you. You can't get any benefits you do."

Wang Yao shook his head and said, "The reason why I insist on doing good things is not that I think there will be good results. But that I firmly believe that it is the right thing to do."

"Ha, I'm so happy for Kim Boli." Song Xiang looked complicated, and I don't know if these words were sarcastic or something. "I'll actually meet someone like you."

"If there is no problem, hurry up and leave us little time." Wang Yao looked at the watch, 6:46. "We talked about it at around 1 a.m. If the God of Death started killing people from that moment, one person would die on average every hour. If nothing unexpected happens, the next one will be attacked within half an hour."

He said to Danny: "You contact the hotel owner and ask him to find the best hypnotist in New York."

Wang Yao, who had arranged everything, was about to go downstairs to explain to Kim Boli, when Song Xiang's voice suddenly came from behind.

"What if it's useless? Will you kill her?"

Wang Yao did not answer her, and he didn't know either.

"Hey, what happened." Kim Boli stood there at the entrance of the stairs and asked Wang Yao who was walking down the stairs.

Wang Yao stood in front of her and said, "Do you believe me?"

Kimberly frowned strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Yao did not answer her immediately, and looked behind her. Kimberly's father and Sarna looked over from the dining table curiously.

Her eyes returned to Kimberly, and her beautiful blue eyes were looking at her.

"There is no time to explain too much." Wang Yao whispered: "The situation is out of control. We must find the hypnotist as soon as possible and let him hypnotize you."

"Why?" Kimberly was puzzled.

"Because you are the god of death."

"What?!" Kim Boli said in surprise, then quickly covered her mouth and looked back. She lowered her voice and said angrily: "I don't like this joke."

"This is no joke." Wang Yao held Kim Boli's shoulders and looked at her seriously and seriously: "We have no other choice."

"Sarna is right, you're crazy." Kimberly turned her head to avoid his sight.

Just when Wang Yao thought she would refuse, Kimberly turned back: "Okay. But I need to know the truth, everything."

"No problem!" Wang Yao said hurriedly.

"Head, it's done." Danny and Song Xiang walked downstairs. "I'll lead the way, it will take twenty minutes to drive there."

“Excellent.”

"Can you tell me what happened?" Kimberly's father came over and asked.

"Dad, it's okay." Kim Boli comforted her. "Something happened to Wang Yao's friend, we're going to see him."

"So..." Jin's father didn't believe what Kim Boli said. "Are you going out?"

Kim Boli glanced at Wang Yao, and said to his father with a forced smile: "Well, don't worry, we will be back soon."

Jin's father returned to the bedroom and handed the car keys to Kimberly: "Drive my car."

"Thank you dad." Kimberly took the key and said to Wang Yao: "Let's go."

She tried to show an irrelevant look to avoid her father's concern.

...

When I opened the door, the dark clouds had dissipated, and the unique fragrance of soil after the rain filled the tip of my nose. The dazzling sunshine was pouring down. It was a very beautiful scene, but these made Wang Yao feel no warmth in his heart.

Kimberly poured out the SUV in the garage and parked next to Wang Yao's Ford.

Wang Yao said: "Sharna, you and me are in the same car, Danny, Kimberly, Song Xiang, you are the other one."

"Why is this distribution?" Song Xiang asked.

"Restrain the God of Death." Wang Yao said. He took out the communicator from his backpack and distributed it to the three of them. "Danny, Kimberly and Sarna have already left the first lap, and Song Xiang and I are still in the first lap. Before we were attacked, the three of them will be fine. This mix of distribution can prevent the God of Death from killing us by destroying the car."

"This is a communicator, which means that communication can be carried out within a range of ten kilometers without interference."

That's all? Song Xiang speculated. She once suspected that Wang Yao was killing someone with a knife, and implyed that she secretly attacked Kim Boli in the same car.
Chapter completed!