Chapter 91
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Shen Dongqing drank the Wahaha AD calcium milk and walked back. "Where's the control room?"
The stewardess said weakly, "It's at the front …"
She understood that the game couldn't deal with these two people, so they were sent to torture them!
She had to send these two gods of plague away quickly!
Shen Dongqing smiled brightly and was very polite. "Thank you!"
The two of them didn't stay and went to the next carriage.
Plaid Skirt secretly glanced at the stewardess who was gritting her teeth and followed them silently.
To be able to make the NPCs in the game so angry, should she say that she was worthy of being a boss?
In the fifth carriage, the group of artificial retards was still sitting there, but this time, two people had died suddenly. It was the old couple.
The old man died in the corridor, lying face down in the middle of the corridor. From the black blood he vomited, it could be seen that he had died of poisoning.
His wife was sitting on the seat with her head still lowered, as if she was sleeping peacefully. However, there was a sharp table knife in her abdomen, and fresh blood soaked a large part of her clothes.
The husband and wife died at the same time, so they weren't lonely.
Shen Dongqing wasn't interested in the reason for their sudden death and directly walked past the old man.
The players were also afraid that the two corpses would come back to life, so they closed their eyes and quickly passed through the carriage. They didn't even search much.
The victim in the sixth carriage was the mother with the baby. Her head was pressed into the groove of the sink, and her black hair was floating on the water, slowly shaking.
The tap above was not closed tightly, and water was still dripping.
The baby in the mother's arms was carelessly placed on the sink, and her small body was blue and blue from the cold.
The players couldn't bear to see her like this. A boy took off his jacket and covered the baby's body, covering her small face.
They continued to walk forward. The victim in the seventh carriage was the young man. He was strangled to death by his own belt. His face was red, and his tongue was hanging out. His body leaned weakly against the glass door and fell down as soon as the door was opened.
Shen Dongqing was shocked and subconsciously kicked him away.
The other players were so frightened that they cried out in alarm.
Fortunately, there were no more murders in the following carriage because all the passengers were dead. Even the victims were gone.
The last carriage was the main control room. It was blocked by a thin metal door. There was a sign on the door that said "Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter". In order to prevent other passengers from entering by mistake, the door was locked.
However, this was not a problem for Shen Dongqing. Just as he was about to roll up his sleeves and open the door violently, a hand reached out from behind him.
Zhou Wenyan said helplessly, "I have the key."
Shen Dongqing scratched his head. "Oh …"
"Kacha!"
The lock turned, and the door slowly opened.
It was indeed a control room that could control the entire train, but there were too many devices inside. There were buttons all over the control panel, and it was unknown which one would stop the train.
Shen Dongqing couldn't figure it out, so he simply used a stupid method — just try them one by one. In any case, he would always get it right.
He walked forward, hesitated for a moment, and then pressed one of the red buttons.
Beep beep beep —
The entire console flashed with a red light, and the screen directly displayed a line of words, "Insufficient authority."
Shen Dongqing tried pressing other buttons, but no matter how he pressed, the train did not seem to have any intention of stopping. Hearing the alarm in his ears, he couldn't control the strength in his hands and directly pulled out the control lever.
Shen Dongqing: …
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