Chapter 1779: The **** of death is coming (9)

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"
Todd was hung in the air by the blinds' drawstrings. He drove straight with his hands and feet, but couldn't reach the ground at all. The blinds drawstring itself creaked due to the weight exceeding the design intent, and seemed to be broken at any time, but it seemed It was enough to kill Todd before it snapped.
Huh!
George kicked the door open, Jin Jing rushed in and cut the rope with a knife.
"Mr. Todd, we have clearly warned you not to be alone. Even if you go to the toilet, you must be together." George walked in slowly and said, looking at the male student lying on the floor.
"Hehe-he-" Todd panted heavily, as if he couldn't say something.
[Secondary task: Prevent 7 death attacks. (Finish)】
At the same time that the mission was displayed, Jin Jing immediately took out the projecting machine and looked around through the viewfinder.
call…
In the almost sealed room, there was a gust of cloudy wind blowing.
Although she couldn't see anything with the naked eye, through the viewfinder, Jin Jing could clearly see a figure detached from the blinds.
It was a man of medium and thin body. He was wearing a goose yellow suit and a hat of the same style with an unusually bad taste. He had a big green face like a mask that was laughing at any time, and his lips were white and shiny as if they could not be closed. the teeth of.
After the weird came down from the blinds, he stared at Todd fiercely, and then suddenly stuck out an outrageous tongue from his mouth and made a grimace at him, half of the grimace, he suddenly raised his hand to grab his tongue and stretched it out. He turned around his neck three times, and then pulled it hard, clattering, two big white eyeballs flew out half a meter and fell to the ground.
Although I have seen it twice, I still can't get used to this guy's style... Jin Jing resisted not throwing the projector out.
The weird man picked up his eyeballs and stuffed them back into his eye sockets, then twitched his head around like a spinning top, untied the tongue around his neck and stuffed it back into his mouth. Finally, when he returned to his barely human appearance, he turned to Jin Jingxing After taking off his hat, the whole person began to rotate in place, and finally turned into a green whirlwind and rushed out from the door.
The yin wind that blew weakened and dissipated.
The American Reaper looks like this, and it is indeed quite reasonable based on the national conditions.
Jin Jing shook her head and put away the projection machine.
Before, all her classmates and the teacher on the same flight at the time were locked into a luxury hotel by the FBI. They were strictly required to act together under the protection of detectives at all times.
With this strict management method, she successfully prevented four deaths that were not in Alex's memory, and saw the true face of "Reaper" through the projection machine-a green-faced weird man in a yellow suit.
Simply put, the working method of this "reaper" is to "incorporate oneself into certain objects" and then rely on the "domino effect between objects" to kill the target.
He doesn't seem to need to stay in those objects all the time, just get in and then come out briefly to control the accident of the things he "possessed".
This kind of "possession" is not logical. For example, he can "possess" a window, and then make a bird hit by the window... How do you think it should be a possessed bird?
When these affected things were inspected afterwards, the results obtained were all "natural wear", "structure aging", "long-term disrepair" and so on.
In other words, a cautious person, in an environment where the doors and windows are closed, the internal furnishings are neatly arranged, and the structural circuit is basically new, can completely let the "death of death" return without success.
"How? What's the gain?" Jin Jing asked George when FBI agents searched the room where Todd was almost hanged.
Seven accidents occurred in three days in a row, and all of them occurred within the expected range. Then these "accidents" cannot be regarded as "accidents".
"I provide the data, and the person above is responsible for the analysis. Judging from my higher and higher authority, they may really gain something," George shrugged and took a folder from his deputy to show Jin Jing: "According to In the simulation of the 180 flight accident, we have basically restored the order of death, but out of the current seven accidents, only five are consistent with the analysis results. Obviously, your classmates are not very safe."
This is a pun... Jin Jing listened carefully.
"—We want freedom!"
"—We are not guinea pigs!"
"-I control my own life!"
She had no idea that forty classmates could organize a protest movement, especially when it was clear that people would die.
Those who have really experienced a crisis shrank away. On the contrary, other students thought about it somehow, believing that this was a crisis stress experiment conducted by the Brando family and the FBI. They held simple signs and slogans and shouted slogans in the hotel all day long. .
If it weren't for the task, she would want them to die last time.
If the work of "Reaper" goes very smoothly, seven days in three days and 14 days will be enough to kill all the people on the task list of the entire class, and the other 240 passengers will probably be dealt with later when he is placed later. , After all, the of death did not know that his mission was limited to 14 days.
However, in this way, the task of saving the same person five times seems impossible.
It is foreseeable that before death gives up, the people on the "death list" will be sorted out repeatedly. If only the seven mission targets survived in this accident, it would happen that everybody was hunted down in 14 days. Time limit of 5 times.
But now there is a problem. The name of the person mentioned in the last side mission is not on the passenger list of Flight 180 at all, and I don't know what to do if I want to complete it.
"It seems that I can only take Alex to see the psychologist," Jin Jing shook her head: "Take my classmates with the school bus, and after confirming the order, they will be "released" on the spot. If only one person is taken away at a time, they I should not protest."
"It's ‘the protest is invalid’," George said with a corner of his mouth: "Let’s set off when Mr. Todd recovers."

"—A chain collision!"
"—A chain collision!"
Jin Jing sat in George's car, holding her forehead with her hand.
The students in the school bus in the back repeated the most horrible things for the driver as if they were singing a school song, that is, they are crowded, otherwise the violent driver shouldn't stop the car and beat people up.
"I'll be there after this high speed, so bear with me for a while." George opened the car radio with a smile.
"[Go~To~Hell! Death~Death~ Highway! (GoToTheHell! RoadOfTheDeath!)]"
What the is this song?
"Huh! Ah!" Jin Jing was about to reach out to change channels, but saw Alex, who was dozing in the back seat, bounced up like a dream: "A serial collision! A serial collision will happen soon!"
…Not surprisingly at all.