There's definitely something wrong with this script.

Chapter 242 There are monsters
"Listening to your chat just now, I found something wrong. The woman with the child must be a trafficker."

The male salesman lowered his voice and said, "What do you think?"

The young woman glanced at him: "Well, you're right, I think so too."

But then, there was a hint of ambiguity in their eyes, and after looking at each other, they looked away as if nothing had happened.

It's funny, women's flaws are very obvious, and basically all players can find something wrong.

However, it was this obvious flaw that made none of them dare to act rashly.

——What if it’s a trap?

The assessment wouldn't be that simple, right? It's only 10 minutes, and the first task can be easily completed?
Both of them had this idea.

Therefore, although they guessed that there was a problem with the woman's identity, they insisted on not submitting the task.

After all, there is only one chance. Once you step into the trap by mistake, the mission will be useless. As for whether other players have submitted the mission, it is unknown.

When you are not completely sure, the ones rushing to submit the task are all fools.

The young woman didn't pursue his idea of ​​using herself as a guide, and continued after thinking: "In addition, I think the relationship between a woman and her young daughter is also very strange. She seems to be patriarchal, but I always feel that the relationship between them There’s a sense of incongruity.”

The male salesman asked back: "Do you think the little girl was kidnapped by her?"

"Maybe……"

"But the little girl didn't cry or fuss."

When the young woman heard the words, she showed a thoughtful expression, and there was even a hint of fear in her eyes.

The male salesman looked at her: "What's wrong?"

Although there was no superficial relationship, the two of them now have a semi-cooperative relationship after exchanging information. Thinking of this, the young woman approached him and said in a very low voice:

"There's a monster on the train."

The extremely deep voice was trembling after it came out of the throat.

When she said this, there was deep fear engraved in her eyes, which was the dread and fear that could not be dispelled by the existence of monsters in the abyss.

The male salesman's eyes flickered slightly, and he had already guessed about it when the result was obtained from the divination.

But this script is very strange on the other hand, because the system has blocked many of their props and skills, this situation will only appear in the original script, or only in the script of low-level monsters.

Moreover, the danger judged by the system is out of proportion to the danger they themselves feel!
Male salesmen must choose to believe in themselves.

After all, there have been frequent bugs in this system recently, and it may not be certain when the server will be shut down.

He took a puff of smoke and said, "I don't know if there are any monsters, but this matter is very dangerous, but it is certain. I just want to cooperate with you to end it quickly. That's why I am willing to reveal so many things to you. It's good to think clearly."

The young woman was silent for a while, then nodded: "OK."

After the cooperation was reached, the male salesman was refreshed and looked at her with burning eyes.

The young woman raised her hand to stroke the hair on her forehead, then turned the back of her hand to show him, and continued: "Although I and that man are husband and wife, we don't have rings on our fingers, and we don't have any belongings. Something that can prove the relationship between husband and wife. So I am skeptical about this relationship."

"Then before you..." The male salesman raised his eyebrows.

"It was the woman who was suspected of being a human trafficker who set us up. The man next to me picked up her first sentence. That's why I thought that man should be a 'passerby'." The young woman said.

"Have you noticed anything about your man?"

"I don't have a backpack on my body, and I don't have anything extra in my pockets except for two tickets and candy."

"Two tickets?"

The young woman looked helpless: "The other one should be mine."

This may be the only thing that proves that they are related.

The male salesman was thoughtful when he heard the words, and then he heard the other party ask back: "Where are you?"

The seat on the left is for four people, and there are only three people if you don't count the two children, and one of them is confirmed to be a player, one is a suspected human trafficker, and the other is temporarily unknown but also suspicious.

On the right side is a six-seater, and the seats are all adults, which is much more lively than the one next to it.

The four young people sitting inside played cards and made a lot of noise, and from their conversation, it can be roughly recognized that none of the four knew each other, but two of them were fellow villagers.

The male salesman said: "The woman opposite me is an ordinary white-collar worker, but during the chat just now, the other party was also very concerned about child abduction and trafficking incidents."

The meaning of this sentence is self-evident.

It's just that so far, the information is still too little for them, and they can only find out some superficial information in just ten minutes.

Only the woman who is suspected of being a human trafficker really can't pretend.

What's more, there are so many cars in the whole train, even if the scope of the plot does not spread so widely, there are more than a hundred people crowded in the No. 13 car where they were "born".

And now they have just finished exploring the people around them.

The young woman proposed to use the method of elimination, adhering to the principle of being close to the plot, and carefully tested the people around her one by one.

The male salesman frowned slightly: "It's too slow."

The longer the time dragged on, the more disturbed he became.

At this moment, the noise in the No.13 compartment suddenly increased, as if there was a commotion inside.

The male salesman turned his head and glanced, the noisy place happened to be near their seats, but because there were too many people crowded in the carriage, it was difficult to see the specific situation inside here.

"Go back and have a look."

The male salesman turned around as he spoke, but after taking two steps, he found that the young woman was still leaning against the wall of the carriage without moving.

The latter looked a little uncomfortable: "Forget it, I don't really want to go in."

When the male salesman heard the words, his expression remained unchanged: "What's wrong?"

The young woman shrugged and said nothing.

——Because as long as she gets close to the NO.13 compartment, the hairs all over her body will explode!
She had been in the carriage just now, and she might be like a fan of the authorities, but she didn't feel that strongly.

But as time passed, she felt that the place she was staying in became more and more terrifying and eerie. The wind blowing outside the window and the sunlight shining in could not relax her at all.

It seemed that there were a pair of dark eyes staring at her in a certain corner, and the malice that the other party continued to radiate made her celestial spirit cool down.

So the young woman couldn't stand it and left her seat.

The moment she stepped out of the NO.13 compartment, she felt as if she had been reborn!

The body no longer feels the maliciousness of the shade, and the tip of the nose can't smell the disgusting and rancid smell, the breath that belongs to the monster alone.

This sense of security is like some kind of addiction.

So when she was asked to return to that place full of crisis, the young woman had a kind of physical resistance, so she also took out a cigarette from her pocket.

"It's a little addictive, I'll smoke for a while too."

"..."

The male salesman looked at her speechlessly, and returned to the carriage by himself, while secretly looking at the entire carriage.

It was sunny and sunny outside, and the car was full of people, and it was very lively.

There's really nothing unusual about it.

(End of this chapter)