I work as a housekeeper in Guilou

Chapter 268 Killing a Certain Bone Immortal ()

Xia Qimiao was eventually dragged into the afternoon activities as a non-staff team leader.

It's just that they don't call this identity the team leader. They say that equality is advocated in the nursing home. They don't use such words to clearly indicate superiors and subordinates. Instead, they refer to each other as brothers, and they all call the team leader "brother."

Originally this was just a simple term of relatives, but when it fell into their mouths, she sounded disgusting for some reason.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and the butcher immediately stood up to open it. The person outside the door lowered his voice, but it could not escape the ears of the blind man who was close to the door.

"Brother Bu, that man really disappeared all of a sudden!"

"I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." The butcher informed inside, grabbed the blind man's collar and pulled him out.

"What, what's wrong?" Xia Qimiao pretended to be at a loss, knowing in her heart that this was to make her useful.

At first, she only had relevant guesses, but now she is almost certain that the unlucky guy who was caught was the gauze man.

The butcher laughed and said, "There is a very good hiding mouse playing hide and seek. I need you to help me find him."

Yesterday he compared her to a dog, and today he compared the gauze man to a mouse. I wonder if a dog would mind its own business when it comes to a mouse. She doesn't like to mind other people's business.

"Do you mean you need me to find the person who is hiding?" Xia Qimiao has already thought of how to smooth things over. "There shouldn't be anyone else in the room, otherwise it will affect my judgment."

The butcher asked everyone else to go out, but he insisted on staying.

Xia Qimiao pretended to stop, and then started to move after a minute.

Her ears did pick up the subtle sound of breathing, but instead of going directly, she touched the wall from the left to the right, groping in a roundabout way.

She was using this time to think about her explanation. Obviously, the gauze man's invisibility ability did not include physical penetration through walls, and there should be a time limit, otherwise he wouldn't be trapped here.

Xia Qimiao originally planned to use the excuse that the person might have escaped when the door was opened, but she stopped - because the suppressed breathing sound was getting closer and closer to her, and the other person was coming towards her.

He meant it.

She felt her hanging wrist being grabbed by someone, and then the person stuffed something into her sleeve.

Before she could react, the gauze man appeared on his own. He had slightly changed the position of his wrist before he emerged, so that it looked like he was the one she had reached out to grab.

"Ah, we caught the mouse." The butcher's smile was very obvious.

Silver light flashed before her eyes, and there was only one arm left in her hand, and blood splattered on her body.

Xia Qimiao's brain shut down for a moment and then started working again. Her palms closed unconsciously, clutching the arm tightly.

Only then did she see that the floor and walls of the room were covered with blood. These traces should not have come out of the wounds just made, but they were already here, but they were invisible with the gauze man.

His invisibility not only hides his body, but also the blood flowing out, so the butcher cannot catch him immediately. While paying attention to the situation over there, she used her other hand to take away the items in her sleeve. She saw an address and a six-digit number written on it, and stuffed it back into her sleeve.

"Run, are you still running?" The butcher now had his back to the blind man, and the tip of his umbrella pressed into the man's wound, poking it in hard.

The man in gauze suppressed his cry of pain. He clenched his teeth and refused to let out any sound, not wanting to admit defeat in front of the enemy.

The umbrella pierced him, and what was even more terrifying was that he could feel the thing sucking his flesh and blood, and his life force was passing away. He finally opened his mouth.

"My home, my home." He lay down on the ground and grabbed the butcher's ankle with his still connected hand, as if telling him, but his eyes were directed towards the blind man behind him.

"Give, give to me, like me, NPC, give..."

He deliberately did not follow up with the following words. With the man holding the umbrella here, he could not explain clearly, otherwise he would drag the blind man into the water.

He can only use some fragmented words now. I wonder if the blind man understands them.

Those words were being told to the blind man. There was his home address on it, hoping to pass it on to players like him who knew how to call others NPCs.

He could only hope that the other party could understand. There was nothing he could do if he couldn't understand. This person was the only person he could hand over the suicide note to.

He was overwhelmed by the precarious sense of crisis in the game, and the first people he hurt were his relatives who tried to ask him how he was doing and wanted to share the burden for him.

Before he left home that day, he was still arguing with his parents. How could the last words he said to them be such angry words?

He didn't want to end with those words. What he wanted to say was for dad to pay attention to his health and for mom to stop worrying so much.

Don't feel guilty for his death, it had nothing to do with them, they did a good enough job. It was because he was unfilial and had no way to provide for them until they died.

"Dad, Mom..." The gauze man murmured, and the tears fell to the ground before the sound, mixed with the blood, and soon disappeared.

"I want to see them so much," the butcher laughed playfully, "I will send them down to accompany you later!"

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In the hazy tearful eyes of the gauze man, he saw the man holding the umbrella fall down.

It's just that the man was so stubborn that he fainted without a moment's notice. He seemed to have something to say: "I..."

Pound pound! How could Xia Qimiao give him a chance to speak? In her eyes, he could run away at any time. After kicking the umbrella away, she continued to hit.

After confirming that there was no movement from the other party, she threw down the cane hanging from her wrist.

"Eat it inside and out."

Today my mind is full of: It’s itchy, it’s itchy, it’s itchy, I want to scratch it, I want to scratch it, I want to scratch it, I can feel the wound growing (sigh)
Who forgot to take medicine and got up at one o'clock in the morning to take it? It turned out to be me.