Chapter 73 The luggage rack was mostly empty, but it was not without its gains. Xu Zhao found a handful of cat hair next to where the high school student was just now. Is there a cat on this train? Xu Zhao didn't see anything special about the cat hair. She recalled that the high school student sitting next to her just now was a girl. This girl had been killed by the flight attendant. I didn't think there was anything special about the girl for the moment, so she put the cat hair into the garbage bag first. After getting off the luggage rack, you come to the car window on the left. The people here had already left their seats. Xu Zhao searched carefully by the window and found a feather in the corner. It was a very small feather, half as small as the nail cap of the little finger, round, and Yellow, just this one feather, nothing else. This should be the feathers of a bird, looking a bit like the feathers of a budgerigar. This position was occupied just now by two girls who spoke very fast. Xu Zhao still put the feathers into the garbage bag.
When she was about to leave, the person in this position came back. This person was a middle-aged woman. She looked like she was cooking at home and ran out. She was wearing an apron. Xu Zhao apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm leaving now." But the woman stood among the chairs and blocked the road, with the obvious intention of not letting her go. "Kneel down and apologize," the woman said. Xu Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly. This woman was probably not a player. When the flight attendant came, this woman hid under the chair. Several times corpses fell in front of her, but she didn't react at all. I can't see her strength. Xu Zhao did not dare to touch her and kept a certain distance from her as much as possible. The man with the scar just touched the fat man and was killed. "Sorry, my knee hurts and I can't kneel down. I can give you other compensation." As she spoke, she took out a hundred-denomination note from the trash bag and handed it to the woman in the apron. This note was leftover from the previous copy. The woman in the apron's eyes lit up, but she still refused to let go. Xu Zhao increased it to two hundred for her. The woman in the apron took the money and moved out of the way. Xu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and her intuition told her that if she wanted to have a hard fight with the woman in the apron, she would suffer. When the woman in the apron came out, she heard a yell. Xu Zhao followed the sound and saw a man in a jacket walking down the aisle. Suddenly, a person rushed out in front of him and blocked his way. The person blocking his way was a teenage boy, whose little face looked at the man in the jacket provocatively. The man in the jacket said: "Kid, get out of the way." The child didn't speak or let go.
The man in the jacket frowned: "Don't blame me..." But when he reached his hand halfway, he thought of something and quickly pulled it back. He suppressed his anger and said, "What are you going to do?" The child didn't speak, but he didn't move either. The man in the jacket thought for a moment and planned to climb over from the seat next to him. But when he stood on his seat, the child followed him and stood in front of him. The man in the jacket became angry immediately, "You little bastard, believe it or not, I will kill you..." Before he could finish speaking, the child suddenly took action. He stretched out his fingers and grabbed the man in the jacket's neck. The man in the jacket quickly and subconsciously hid, but the child moved very quickly. His fingernails were sharply sharpened and he immediately grabbed the man in the jacket's throat. The jacket man's throat and trachea were ruptured, and he died before he could raise his hands to resist. The child didn't let the man in the jacket fall to the ground, and carried him directly towards the direction of Car No. 1. Car No. 1 is where the fat man went to exchange his ticket just now. The carriage they are in now is carriage No. 3. "Do you see it?" Xu Zhao turned her head, and the doctor stood beside her at some point. He was holding the back of the chair next to him with one hand, and there was still not much blood on his face. The doctor caught her attention and continued: "We are fugitives among the aboriginal residents. As long as we are provoked to take action or curse, the aboriginal residents have justifiable reasons to beat us to death in exchange for tickets." Xu Zhao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows again, "Why are you telling me this?" She also saw this. They, the players, are the fugitives that the original residents want to catch, so the original residents are also the fugitives that the players want to catch. If a player attacks or curses the original residents, they will be harvested by the original residents in exchange for tickets. As for the players, they still don’t know how to capture the original residents in exchange for tickets. Because if they take action, they will be suppressed and beaten by the indigenous residents. If they fail to catch the indigenous residents, they will sacrifice their lives first. "You are also a player, right?" The doctor couldn't help coughing after saying this, which made him look even worse. Xu Zhao was noncommittal. The doctor continued: "You are a player. When you reminded high school students, I saw the shape of your mouth. What you said was the word prop..." Xu Zhao interrupted him, "Sorry, I have something else to do." No time to chat with him. The doctor hurriedly said: "We cooperate, I know how to catch fugitives." The doctor was injured when he was thrown by the flight attendant. Now he has difficulty moving and his props are gone. If he acts alone, it will be difficult for him to pass the level. So ask other players for help.
As for why he chose her, Xu Zhao thought, maybe he thought she was a girl and easier to deal with than the male players over there. "Sorry, I'm not cooperative." After Xu Zhao finished speaking, he walked away. It's less than ten minutes until the next ticket check. The natives in the carriage began to hunt the player. The entrances and exits on both sides of the carriage were blocked by aboriginal residents. Xu Zhao turned around and saw someone blocked in front of him. This was a middle-aged man with a rectangular face. He stood in front of Xu Zhao and blocked her without saying a word. Xu Zhao tried to discuss with him, "Sir, could you please give way? You are blocking my way." The square-faced man didn't move, still looking at her indifferently. Xu Zhao turned over from the chair next to him, and the middle-aged man chased after him: "Why don't you give me money?" Xu Zhao: "..." She ran to the entrance and exit of the carriage, where an aboriginal resident was guarding. If Xu Zhao passed by, he would have to knock people away. This encounter is a life and death battle. So she took out a hundred yuan and handed it to him. But this man pointed at the middle-aged woman who blocked her just now, and asked coolly: "Why did you give her two hundred, but why did you give me one hundred?" Xu Zhao: "..." I had to pay him two hundred. Only then did this person make way. Xu Zhao discovered that the original resident did not leave the carriage where he was unless he caught a fugitive and wanted to change his ticket. She walked out of Car No. 3 and came to Car No. 4. Car No. 4 was a restaurant. There is a dining area here and two tables in front of the bar. There is a female flight attendant behind the dining table. It looks no different from a normal train layout. Xu Zhao walked over and said, "Hello, can you order food?" (End of this chapter)