Doomsday Wonderland

This afternoon, Han Suiping felt like he had a fever, and his heart felt hot and cold.

At one moment, it was too dangerous, what if I got caught? At another moment, I remembered the novel I hadn’t finished online last time, and I felt itchy. He also registered an account on a social networking site. He didn't know if anyone would reply to him after such a long time... He had spent so much money to get on the ship, and he was really unwilling to go home in despair. What's more, if he doesn't do it this time, he won't do it next time. Will he still have the opportunity to surf the Internet in this life?

...It should be okay if we go when it’s late at night, right?

Holding the railing tightly with both hands, Han Suiping turned his head and glanced around, and sure enough he found many surveillance cameras, staring at the deck in darkness.

it's okay no problem. His cool breath trembled in his lower abdomen, and he didn't dare to spit it out, as if he was afraid that it would leak out wrapped in his thoughts. There are cameras on the ship, but not at sea. If he faces the sea and turns his back to the surveillance, it is still possible to hide the existence of the computer...

First, you need to bring a lighting device to cover up the light emitted by the computer screen. Although the phone is a bit small, it is very bright when the flashlight is turned on, not to mention he also has a portable reading light, which solves this problem. The second thing is to put on a blanket to cover your body and the computer. Although it looks weird, it makes sense in the middle of the night when the sea breeze is cold.

You don't need to take out the color book from the computer, just open it and use it. If someone comes over, he can just close the book... The more he thinks about it, the more feasible it becomes. What's more, there may not be someone watching every surveillance picture 24 hours a day without blinking. It would be safer to go to the top deck of the cruise ship. There are not many people there, the place is small, there are few cameras, and the surveillance value is not high.

He turned over and over in his mind the plan to surf the Internet, and walked the route from his room to the top deck several times to ensure that there would be no accidents on the way, and finally waited in fear for the evening. At seven or eight o'clock, he fell asleep in a daze due to nervous exhaustion. At about one o'clock, he suddenly opened his eyes without an alarm clock, his heart was beating loudly, and he was no longer sleepy.

it's time.

Han Suiping stuffed everything into his satchel, deliberately put on a large coat and hat, and quietly went out. The corridor was quiet, the lights were dim, and leftover dinner plates were piled next to the door of the guest room next door. Most people were probably asleep.

He didn't take the elevator because the lights in the elevator were too bright, which always made him feel as if he was being exposed. He climbed up the stairs one by one, and when he was on the fourth floor, he suddenly heard the faint sound of music and the laughter of girls coming from a room at the entrance of the corridor - it seemed that some young people were still playing in the middle of the night.

Han Suiping swallowed a sip of saliva, felt that this should not affect him, and continued walking up. A pair of feet appeared at the top of the stairs, causing him to stop breathing. He pretended to be nonchalant, but just as the two of them were about to pass each other, the man suddenly asked, "Hey, you haven't slept yet, either?"

Han Suiping looked up suddenly and saw a familiar girl, holding a tray of drinks in her hand, and seemed to be going back to the room downstairs. He remembered that the fifth floor was where non-alcoholic drinks were served.

"I sat next to you in the afternoon." She glanced at him strangely. "Where are you going?"

Han Suiping's ears were filled with the sound of blood rushing up, and his heart was beating almost without pause. He heard himself stammering: "I...I can't sleep, go get some air."

In the middle of the night, wearing a hat and carrying a backpack to blow the wind?

It was as if he could hear the doubts in the girl's mind as she walked past him. She had turned her head away, and her pace seemed to speed up a little.

What if she reports herself as suspicious? This is nothing new. Colleagues, teachers and students do not hesitate to report, let alone a stranger. He couldn't afford the risk of someone watching his movements.

"Um," Han Suiping knew he had to do something and asked hurriedly, "Are you here with your friends?"

The girl stopped at the bottom of the stairs, looked up expressionlessly and said, "Yes."

"I came alone, it's a bit boring. You see, I even have to get my books, beer, etc. to get some fresh air, otherwise I have nothing to do. How about we all go swimming together tomorrow? I'll treat you to a beer." Han Suiping tried hard to sound like he was trying to pick up a girl, and said with a smile: "My room number is 1023. If you want, you can call me on the internal line."

His room number is not 1023 at all.

The girl's expression really changed. She is a beautiful girl, and she must have been approached by many people. It is normal for her to regard him as one of her suitors at this time. "Let me ask my friends, there are boys."

"Your boyfriend?" Han Suiping asked deliberately.

"No, I'm still single." The girl obviously thought she fully understood the situation and walked away reservedly.

...Finally passed the test. Knowing which floor her room was on, he could hide away. On such a big cruise ship, the two of them could never meet again. If he was unlucky enough to meet her again, he could also refuse and say that he remembered the wrong room number.

When Han Suiping reached the top deck without any danger, he let out a shaky breath while facing the vast sea shrouded in night. Although he has never harmed anyone or stolen a dime, the things he has done are worthy of a sentence. The reason why he is standing here well now is all because of his quick thinking and he has escaped from danger several times. .

He picked the bench farthest from the camera, which he had chosen during the day. The top deck is curved, and the camera can only see the back of the bench. Everything is as planned. When he opened the color book and pressed the power button, the music on his phone and the flashlight light stirred the night, covering up his actions.

Please, connect, he prayed silently. Now that the ship was deeper into the open sea and farther away from the satellite signal isolation zone, there should be a sudden "ding" sound, making him jump suddenly and almost slide the blanket off.

Success! Connected!

The old guy still works, and he wishes he could kiss the computer a few times. Something that had been tightly closed in his chest was suddenly opened, and a cool sea breeze blew in, making him just want to shed tears. The high seas, he thought, this is the high seas.

"Hey, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Someone shouted suddenly from behind. Han Suiping was startled and almost screamed.

He hurriedly closed the book, looked back, and found a man pulling on his slippers and walking towards his bench - this was really a man who drank beer in the middle of the night, with a can in his hand, and his speech was not clear. It looks like he just came up.

"Did it disturb you?" he said hurriedly, "I'll turn off the music right now."

The half-drunk man came over, sat down next to him and said, "Don't turn it off, show me what songs you have... What are you doing, covering yourself with a blanket? You, what is that in your arms?"

"I'm just going to sit for a while and look at the painting." Han Suiping held back his anger and thought for a while, but still handed over the phone, hoping that he could be diverted. "Take a look and see if there's anything you like."

The drunk man took his cell phone, but was not in a hurry to find music. "Wha, what painting? Are you still an artist?" He said with a big tongue, "Come... come and show it to me."

"Ahem, don't look at it," Han Suiping pretended to be embarrassed, "I'm not good at painting."

"Show me and make friends!"

Drunks are unreasonable - the man reached over his waist and reached out to grab the color book in his arms. Han Suiping's scalp almost exploded with shock, and he hurriedly twisted around to avoid his grasping hand; but the man with tall arms and long arms swept the notebook and knocked it out of his arms. Sliding off the deck.

"Oh, I dropped it," the drunk man stood up and staggered to get it. Han Suiping rushed over and grabbed the notebook before him; he hugged the notebook, hurriedly grabbed the bag on the bench, and stuffed it in haphazardly. The plan to go online was dead, and he had to leave quickly.

The drunk man looked at him, didn't move, and smiled. "Why are you in a hurry? I still have your phone with me." He shook it and asked, "No more?"

Han Suiping seemed to be frozen and motionless. If you don't want it, don't use it. There's nothing illegal in your phone... But it's too suspicious to not use your phone for the sake of painting.

"I know what you're doing," the drunkard said with a smile. "The ones in your notebook are not paintings."

Han Suiping looked at him stiffly.

Oops.

"Ah, I'm a man too, I understand. Isn't that the only reason why men like us come to the cruise ship alone?" The drunk man's laughter became muddier, "There is a swimming pool underneath...those women are dressed like that Young Master, you expose your butt and thighs every day just for people to see. You secretly took photos of them, right? I came here again in the middle of the night to reminisce, and you know how to play."

Han Suiping was suddenly able to breathe again.

But what now? Show the other person the drawings on the first two pages to prove that it was not a candid photo? An ordinary person would have gotten away with it, but this was an unreasonable drunkard. He was really afraid to take out the notebook again.

"No," he said stiffly, "I'm leaving, please give me your phone back."

Perhaps it was his attitude that made the drunkard feel bored. The other person muttered a few words and actually handed the phone over: "Here, here you go."

Han Suiping tensed up and reached for it.

The drunk man loosened his fingers and dropped the phone.

Just when Han Suiping subconsciously bent down to grab his cell phone, the drunk man pounced, grabbed the strap of his bag, pulled it off his shoulder, and ran back with the bag in his arms. Han Suiping's hair stood up and he didn't want his cell phone. He hurriedly chased after him and shouted: "Give it back to me!"

"Tell me to take a look, too," the drunkard said, still smiling playfully, stumbling on his feet, running toward the stairs behind the deck, reaching into his bag and taking out the color book. "You're all men, I won't report you -"

His eyes widened as they landed on the computer. The contraband was like a slap in the face, knocking him out of the alcohol.

"you you……"

...In desperation, Han Suiping pushed him.

He just wanted to push the drunk man down and snatch the computer back; as for what to do next, he didn't know - the cruise ship would search the room, and he might have to throw the computer into the sea. But he didn't expect that the drunkard's feet were unstable. He was pushed to the side and fell sideways. He didn't know what he hit. He only heard a muffled sound that made people tighten. The drunkard snorted and went limp. The ground fell motionless.

Han Suiping didn't realize what happened. He quickly closed the color book and stuffed it into his bag. He was about to get up and leave when he suddenly paused.

He slowly stretched out his hand and checked the man's breathing, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.

When he finally raised his head, he didn't know what he saw: there was a trace of some kind of liquid being dragged down on the light-colored wall, which looked almost black in the night.

Following the bloodstain upwards, there was a small fireproof box with sharp edges, glistening wetly in the dark night.

Han Suiping realized the meaning of the word "collapse" for the first time.

The more than twenty years he had been in this world, the books he had read, the things he had done, the instructions and expectations of his parents... everything fell apart before his eyes, until they turned into pieces and had no meaning anymore. All his efforts will be in vain, and his life has ended with this drunkard in this night.

He's done.

Han Suiping stood up in a daze. For a moment, he looked at the dead drunk man in a daze and asked him repeatedly and silently: Why don't you let me go? Why do you have to look at secretly photographed women? I just want to surf the Internet. I just want to finish reading the novel. How did I end up in this situation? Now it's all caught on camera...

Camera.

He started suddenly and looked around.

By the way, there are no... no cameras. This is where you walk up to the deck from the stairway. The exit faces the sea on the side of the ship. The only camera is installed at the highest point inside the stairway, with its back to the sea outside, monitoring everyone who walks up the stairs. . This arrangement is very reasonable. On the sea with no people, there is no need for surveillance. This small blind spot may now become Han Suiping's way of life.

The sea...the sea is outside!

He rushed to the fence and looked down, and his heart dropped again. On such a giant cruise ship, the fence is not parallel to the hull at all. Even if the body is pushed down, it will only fall to the next deck and not into the sea. There are only five days left on the ship. If he is found dead, he will have no way to go to heaven and earth, and he will have to be trapped on the ship without help.

what to do?

Then they must not let them discover that someone is dead - at least, no one else can discover that someone is dead before he gets off the boat. What did the drunkard say? He came alone too, right? He was missing for five days and no one would look for him.

Han Suiping didn't know what he was doing, but he acted extremely fast.

He took out a blanket from his bag, wiped off the blood on the wall, the fireproof box and the back of the corpse's head. He took off his hat and put it on the corpse's head to block the wounds. He rummaged through the drunk man's body and found a room card with the number 2004. Han Suiping picked up his cell phone and stuffed everything into his bag. After much effort, he picked up the drunk man's body and trembled downstairs.

He had no choice but to hide. He walked down the spiral staircases and passed in front of every surveillance camera. When they find someone dead on the ship, they realize that the body was carried off the ship. The murderer who carried him could only hide his head and face in the shadow of the corpse.

Han Suiping finally opened the door of 2004 and threw the body on the floor of the room. He was almost exhausted and just wanted to sit down and cry. Can he escape?

...Wait a minute, that girl.

He went cold all over.

Even on the way back and forth, the camera didn't record his face. During that time, someone also knew that he went to the deck - the girl serving the drinks. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net She can testify that he was the only one who went to the deck when the drunkard died. If the previous video is retrieved and compared...

Han Suiping sat on the ground in despair, just looking at the corpse for a long time, his mind went blank.

He relies on his cleverness, but now there is no place for him anywhere in the world. When he got off the boat, only handcuffs were waiting for him... People were dead, and the Internet incident could no longer be hidden. If the two crimes were combined, even if it was manslaughter, he would have to be shot.

The world is so big, where can he go?

The advertisement that has been broadcast everywhere during this period suddenly jumped into my mind at this moment. "We want to return to the Twelve Realms..." Is that what you said?

He gritted his teeth, picked up another blanket, shouldered his bag, walked to the deck from another way, and hurriedly opened the computer as before - luckily it didn't break.

He opened the search page and entered "Twelve Realms".

Half a minute later, hundreds of thousands of search results popped up. doomsday paradise