What should I do if I encounter a ghost king who forcibly marries me in a thriller game?

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"Eh? Boss! Don't..."

Xia Mai inside the door felt nervous.

She hesitated for a while, then opened the door.

"Boss, is it really you?"

"Otherwise, what do you think it is?" Su Yu felt a little funny: "When did you become so timid?"

It's okay if she didn't say this. As soon as she said this, Xia Mai suddenly burst into tears.

Su Yu: "???"

Xia Mai choked up and said: "Boss, I'm sorry, I'm really scared... The place I'm most scared of in my life is right here..."

Listening to her emotional breakdown and crying, Su Yu didn't know how to comfort her for a while.

"But I have to come back and face it."

Xia Mai wiped her tears and clenched her fists.

There was a fiery determination hidden in his eyes.

"Even if the ultimate price is to sleep here forever, I must try to save myself!"

293. It’s despicable to do this, but…

Xia Mai wiped her tears and forced to hold back her sadness and fear.

She always acted like this in front of Amelia Su, for fear of causing trouble to Amelia Su and fear of being disliked by Amelia Su.

She may not be a useful person, but she is definitely not a troublesome person.

After getting along more often, Amelia Su will actually feel sorry for her.

However, there is a difference between feeling distressed and liking someone.

Knowing this difference, Amelia Su will not give her any wrong feedback.

Not giving others unreasonable hopes has always been Su Yu's principle in life.

"Boss, these are the things I found in the house. See if there is anything you can use."

After calming down slightly, she quickly presented what she had found.

Amelia Su took the plastic bag from her hand and poured out the contents.

"Isn't this notebook yours?"

"No."

Xia Mai quickly explained: "I don't have the habit of writing a diary, and the handwriting on it is not my handwriting."

Amelia Su nodded.

Opening this palm-sized notebook, there are still some contents written in the form of a diary.

"Monday, Qing. I hate my math teacher. I hate this damn, self-righteous four-eyed boy. I want to cover his stool with glue and put pesticides in his tea water! This bastard deserves to die!"

"Tuesday, Qing. This damn four-eyed guy didn't come to class today?"

……

"Friday, sunny. It's a pleasant thing that the four-eyed boy still hasn't come to class!"

"Saturday, Qing. It's such a pity for the girl in the next class. There is an extra wound on such a beautiful face, but it looks like a cat scratch? Speaking of which, the four-eyed boy seems to have a black-and-white one in school. Cat, even this ferocious stupid cat has disappeared recently, which is really strange."

……

"Monday, rain. The math teacher is missing, and the police have been visiting the school a lot lately."

"Tuesday, rain. The body of the math teacher was found in the back of the school. He was killed. Who did it?"

The diary is interrupted here.

Looking at the contents of this diary, Amelia Su couldn't help but think of the diary in her pocket.

Looking at the dates, it seems that quite a few of the dates they recorded match up?

"Who is this girl in the next class?"

Amelia Su felt that this person would be the key to the puzzle.

"This math teacher may also be the key."

It would be better if we could find a student from this high school to speak out.

In addition to the diary, Xia Mai found a puzzle piece from the room.

Yep, just one piece.

"The things on this puzzle piece look like human organs...?"

Amelia Su looked at it carefully.

"Yes, stomach?"

Xia Mai didn't understand it either, and just looked at it with confusion.

"By the way, Miss Xia, did you see any orders or threatening notes in the room?" Su Yu asked casually.

"No." Xia Mai said quickly: "I won't hide any clues, so don't worry!"

Her eyes don't lie.

Amelia Su nodded.

After thinking about it for a while, she decided to take Xia Mai back to her room.

The precautions in the mission did not say not to visit.

Since it doesn’t say it can’t be done, it is okay!

Xia Mai naturally nodded repeatedly and followed her gratefully.

"Boss, thank you for taking me in!"

"Don't be so polite. It's all just to complete the mission."

Amelia Su smiled and looked at her.

At this moment, Su Yu suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Xia Mai's shadow.

The two of them are walking side by side, and the light source is coming from the same direction. So, theoretically speaking, their shadows should be the same black, right?

However, Xia Mai's shadow seemed to be lighter than hers.

This abnormality made Amelia Su immediately think of the content of Note 3.

(Note 3: There are only ten players participating in this copy. Who will be the extra ones?)

There are only ten players.

There will be an extra "person".

So, who is this person?

……

After returning to the room.

Xia Mai looked at the small single bed in the room, and then at Amelia Su beside him, his face felt a little hot again.

In my mind, I damn sure made up some scenes that I shouldn’t have made up.

Fortunately, the boss can't read minds, otherwise, he would definitely kick her out in minutes.

"That, boss..."

"Ok?"

"Should I sleep on the floor?" Xia Mai rubbed his hands nervously: "Or, if I don't sleep, I'll stand guard!"

Su Yu couldn't laugh or cry: "You can sleep on the bed, I can sleep on the floor."

After all, in Amelia Su's opinion, she still retains some masculinity in her heart.

She couldn't handle letting a real girl sleep on the floor.

However, Xia Mai became even more nervous when he heard that the boss wanted to sleep on the floor.

She said incoherently: "No, no no... you can't do this! Boss, boss should sleep on the bed. I only deserve to sleep on the wall... I mean, on the ground, on the floor!"

Su Yu: "Stop talking nonsense, just sleep on the bed when I tell you to."

This somewhat commanding tone made Xia Mai become more honest every minute.

She lowered her head, said "oh" weakly, and lay down on the bed obediently.

In the darkness, footsteps could be heard in the corridor.

Xia Mai hugged the quilt tightly, not daring to breathe.

This is the place where she once lived, but it is completely different from No. 180 in her memory.

The footsteps outside made her think of many terrifying scenes.

Those horrific images were eventually intertwined with the despair and pain of the fire, turning into a nightmare that could break her emotionally.

She was shaking.

It was shaking so hard that it even made the bed board creak slightly.

Amelia Su couldn't sleep originally, and now she couldn't sleep even more.

She sat up and looked at Miss Xia who was shaking violently on the bed.