bestfiction Chapter 599 Honest Man?
Chapter 599 Honest Man?
Sun Qin said the three "good"s with great difficulty. Actually, she also wanted to go and deliver some goat milk... No matter how difficult it was, it was still better than being alone with Wu Huimin, the NPC monster who could go berserk at any moment.
...Although Wu Huimin is also very pitiful.
"Qinqin?"
Wu Huimin, watching Sun Qin gaze "affectionately" at the backs of Yu and Xu, was somewhat puzzled:
Why are you staring at them?
Sun Qin's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly shook her head: "No, no, no, I just think they look very tired."
"..." Wu Huimin frowned, seemingly incredulous: "Really?"
"of course it's true."
Sun Qin took Wu Huimin's arm and said, "Huimin, there are some parts of the sheet music that I don't quite understand. Can you teach me?"
"Don't you understand?" Wu Huimin asked urgently, her expression instantly turning serious.
"Then I'll take a look with you..."
"Yes, Huimin, Huimin, you're so kind."
Sun Qin, who had finally managed to "coax" Wu Huimin, breathed a silent sigh of relief and then quietly glanced back.
Yu Shijiu and Xu Han, who should have been standing there, have disappeared.
Sun Qin sighed, hooked her arm around Wu Huimin's, and whispered:
"I'm just in a rush, and I feel like that high note is a bit strange..."
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corridor.
Yu Shijiu and Xu Han carried two buckets of goat milk down a corridor that was almost three times the size of the first-floor cabin, both frowning.
“This corridor,” Xu Han sighed softly, “is much bigger than where we live.”
Yu Shijiu: "..."
He was unusually silent for a moment, then lowered his head: "Do you think it's okay if we sleep on the floor here?"
Although Yu Shijiu didn't care much about the sleeping environment, the dormitory-style environment on the first floor of the ship was really hard to accept.
Xu Han: "..."
Lu Chusheng: "..."
Sometimes... they really can't keep up with Yu Shijiu's thought process.
"..." Xu Han hesitated, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? If we really sleep here, and the monsters come after us...where will we run to?"
Yu Shijiu raised an eyebrow: "Run anywhere you want, you can run anywhere."
With its well-connected layout and numerous closed doors, it was far better than the narrow corridors on the first floor of the ship, where even two people could barely walk side by side.
Xu Han was speechless. He gave Yu Shijiu a thumbs up and said:
"If we can come up tonight, let's do as Shi Jiu said."
It's just sleeping on the floor, we've done it before, it's no big deal!
Lu Chusheng, who remained silent to the side: "..."
Although we already know that Xu Han listens to Yu Shijiu a lot... this is a bit too much of a dictatorship.
Could it be that Anjie and Chen Yi said it?
Lu Chusheng quickly licked his lips (a common action of felines when thinking or impatient), and quietly watched Yu Shijiu and Xu Han's backs.
"Wow."
Yu Shijiu laughed, "Brother Xu, you actually believe that?"
Xu Han: "...???"
"No, that's what you said! Are you just teasing me?!"
Xu Han exclaimed in shock: "My God! Shi Jiu, you can actually make people laugh now!"
“I always will,” Yu Shijiu said with a smile, turning the corner without turning her head.
"But sleeping on the second floor isn't something we can just do as we please."
Yu Shijiu: "First of all, we need to find a way to get rid of Wu Ge or other people's surveillance."
Stalking?
Xu Han was a little confused. He followed Yu Shijiu forward, feeling a bit of a headache.
"What kind of surveillance—"
Xu Han's voice stopped abruptly.
Before Xu Han could finish speaking, Yu Shijiu turned to look at him and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you understand what 'tailing' means—"
"I remembered!"
Xu Han's pupils widened, and he cried out in disbelief:
"I remember now, who was that person who was sitting across from me last night, staring at me with wide eyes and tilting their head to the side!"
Perhaps because of the shock, Xu Han couldn't keep his voice down for a moment, and his voice was so loud that it echoed throughout the corridor.
After Xu Han finished speaking, he realized that his voice was too loud and his face turned a little pale.
"who is it?"
Yu Shijiu didn't care how loud Xu Han had been speaking; he pressed on, asking:
"Angkor Wat? Or Wangji?"
“…None of those.” Xu Han swallowed. “It’s…it’s A Jin.”
Akin.
Ah Jin?
Yu Shijiu was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, "How could it be Ah Jin?"
He thought it would be Angkor or Wang Ji, since so far the storyline of the dungeon has revolved around these two.
"...Yes, it's him."
Xu Han still gets chills when he thinks about it now. He remembers waking up in the middle of the night last night and hearing the NPC crew members humming eerie tunes with their eyes open, and then he thinks about the man on the opposite bed who kept staring at him... that was Ah Jin.
No wonder... no wonder, no wonder Ah Jin looked familiar. It was him last night, the man he couldn't look at last night, it was Ah Jin!
Yu Shijiu thought for a moment, "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, absolutely certain, I guarantee it's him!"
Xu Han was practically ready to swear an oath; he looked at Yu Shijiu with lingering fear.
"Shi Jiu, you don't know, I was so scared last night, really! So scared. I wanted to make eye contact with A Jin, but for some reason, I had this feeling that something terrible would happen if we made eye contact..."
This feeling was so surreal that he couldn't even describe it in words. He could only vaguely describe it with ambiguous language. Xu Han was so anxious that he wanted to slap himself twice.
—If only I had read more books back then! I wouldn't be struggling to come up with even a single sentence now!
"fine."
Yu Shijiu offered him a somewhat insincere reassurance, saying, "It's a sixth sense, I can understand."
Lu Chusheng followed behind the two, constantly looking back to check every dark corner.
"..." Xu Han opened his mouth, "Can you put it that way?"
"Say what you want to say."
Yu Shijiu didn't care. He continued walking forward and soon saw a place that clearly looked like a kitchen.
Is that it?
As Yu Shijiu spoke, he quickened his pace.
"It does look a bit like it..." Xu Han's fear subsided considerably. He quickly caught up with Yu Shijiu, opening his mouth to say:
"Should we wait at the door for a while—"
"Do not talk."
Yu Shijiu, who was carrying two buckets of goat milk and had almost reached the kitchen door, suddenly turned around and called out in a low voice with a serious expression.
There are people inside... and more than one.
Lu Chusheng also noticed it, his cat-like face serious as he stared at the half-open kitchen door.
Xu Han was so startled by Yu Shijiu's words that he froze on the spot, his hands and feet moving awkwardly as he said:
"Then, where...where do we hide now?"
There's nothing here, nowhere to hide...
"Just outside the door."
Yu Shijiu's mind raced, and he immediately said, "If they come out, we'll pretend we just found the kitchen."
Xu Han: "...Okay."
Feeling that he was unlikely to be able to maintain a good expression... Xu Han decided to lower his head and pretend to be dead, hiding behind Yu Shijiu.
The kind that would rather die than look up!
Behind the half-open kitchen door, two male voices rang out in a chorus.
"Only two buckets of goat milk?"
It was an unfamiliar, slightly arrogant, and sarcastic male voice.
Then came Akin's obsequious response:
"Mr. Yao, two newlyweds have arrived today. They'll be here shortly. I was just thinking that some of the guests on the second floor might be awake, so I wanted to bring them over early—"
"idiot!"
As a crisp, loud slap rang out, the mean-spirited man known as Mr. Yao let out a cold snort:
"Your kind of thinking is the most dangerous! It's the easiest way to anger the guests!"
"What if many guests wake up? What if they blame me for not having enough goat milk in these two buckets? Do you know how much punishment I'll have to bear all by myself?!"
"...Mr. Yao, I...I didn't think that much. I'm stupid, I really, really stupid. I never thought of that...I'm so sorry...I...I'm kneeling down before you..."
thump!
The sound of knees hitting the ground rang out, and Xu Han and Yu Shijiu's eyelids twitched at the same time.
Is this... a real kneeling?
Is it because Ah Jin was afraid that guests would wake up and brought the goat milk over in advance?
Just because of Mr. Yao's guess, "What if all the guests were awake?", Ah Jin knelt down.
Although kneeling down isn't a big deal... it's still a form of humiliation to a person's self-esteem. It may not be very physically damaging, but it's extremely insulting.
Xu Han licked his lips, his heart pounding.
"...They really knelt down..."
Yu Shijiu lowered her eyes and listened carefully to the "conversation" coming from the back kitchen.
It's not quite accurate to call it a conversation; it would be more accurate to describe it as a one-sided, condescending accusation.
“Ah Jin”.
The man named Mr. Yao continued to question, "I remember this isn't the first time you've made a mistake."
"What was last time? Was it when you got the time wrong for delivering goat milk, which led to the guests yelling at me and almost throwing me overboard to feed the fish?"
Mr. Yao's voice trembled slightly at this point, followed by a very heavy groan from Ah Jin.
Yu Shijiu's eyelids twitched, and he silently approached the crack in the door to peek at the "story" unfolding inside.
Ah Jin remained kneeling on the ground, his dark, rough face covered with several slap marks—clearly, before Yu Shijiu and Xu Han arrived, Ah Jin had been slapped several times by Mr. Yao.
Now, Ah Jin is kneeling on the ground with his head down, in front of him is a young man who has just pulled his foot back and is panting with his eyes closed—that is, Mr. Yao.
Yu Shijiu's gaze lingered for a moment on the white-gray shoe print on A Jin's chest before shifting his eyes to Mr. Yao.
Mr. Yao had a fairly handsome face, with regular features and a tall stature. Unfortunately, his expression was twisted and ferocious at this moment, which dragged down his otherwise good looks by several points.
“Ah Jin.”
Mr. Yao lowered his head, patted the cheek of Ah Jin, who was kneeling on the ground, with the back of his hand, and said with a forced smile:
“You’ve made a big mistake again. Tell me, how should I punish you? Should I whip you a few times? Or should I have Wu Tianming hang you on the mast to dry for a few days?”
Ah Jin, who had been slapped several times and even kicked in the chest, paled instantly. He looked at Mr. Yao in terror and pleaded:
"Mr. Yao, I was wrong. I will never do anything wrong again. Please, please forgive me this time. I swear, I swear I will never do anything wrong again!"
“You said the same thing last time, Ah Jin.”
Mr. Yao's expression remained unchanged. He lowered his head, approached Ah Jin who was crying uncontrollably, and laughed.
"Fine, they'll only behave after being exposed to the sun for a few days. People like you who are shameless should be punished for several days before they understand what I mean."
Ah Jin's eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed Mr. Yao's leg, pleading desperately:
"Mr. Yao, Mr. Yao, I still have children, I still have children and an elderly mother to support. I can't let anything happen to me. If something happens to me, my family will be completely ruined, completely ruined!"
"What does that have to do with me?"
Mr. Yao, whose leg was being held, remained unmoved. "Isn't it me who made the mistake? Did I make you make mistakes again and again? Wu Tianming, how dare you hire a crew member like you with a bad brain? You must have water in your head!"
"...Mr. Yao, please, I really beg you..."
"..."
Outside the door, Xu Han, though unable to see the scene, heard many pleas and looked on with pity, murmuring:
"Is it necessary? Akin didn't really do anything wrong this time..."
Why did he feel that this Mr. Yao in the kitchen was deliberately causing trouble?
That said... what does it mean to be tied to a boat mast and left to dry for several days?
Yu Shijiu, who was close to the crack in the door, did not respond. He quietly watched Ah Jin, who was crying and clinging to Mr. Yao's leg in the kitchen, and pursed his lips slightly.
Lu Chusheng leaned against his calf and looked up at Yu Shijiu, whose expression was unclear.
The scent emanating from Yu Shijiu was somewhat bitter, so bitter that Lu Chusheng became a little irritated.
"Do not……"
Yu Shijiu's deep voice suddenly rang out. He sighed slowly, and his words entered Xu Han's mind like a horror story.
“Brother Jin… he’s too scared.”
When humans are afraid, they do all sorts of indescribable things, such as kneeling down and begging for mercy, crying bitterly, or even kowtowing and recounting their painful and difficult past in order to beg for a way to survive... It's pitiful, isn't it?
But what if you show weakness, pity, or even trample all your self-respect and dignity underfoot, and still can't get "forgiveness"?
What will that poor guy, Ah Jin, do?
Yu Shijiu narrowed his eyes and sighed almost inaudibly:
"He will suddenly become violent... He will kill people because of fear, shame, panic and a whole host of other reasons."
This is people.
This is what people will inevitably do in dire straits.
No one is an exception... Even those who usually seem more pitiful, introverted, cowardly, and humble are more likely to kill in a fit of extreme panic and anger.
Ah Jin... perfectly fits the stereotype of this type of person.
Xu Han trembled with fear upon hearing this, and subconsciously said, "No, it can't be—"
"Aa ...
Suddenly, Mr. Yao's terrified screams echoed from the kitchen, which was just a door away.
Xu Han's face turned pale instantly.