Chapter 11 Happy Circus 10
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"What does he mean by that?"
Lucia wiped the dust off the table with a cloth and looked at Bella who was spreading the quilt.
Bella blinked and hesitated, "Lucius should think you are right, right?"
Lucia said, threw the rag on the table, raised her eyebrows and said, "I really didn't see that the boy was quite confident."
Bella and Mary, who was wrapped in gauze next to her, both laughed out loud.
Mary smiled and tightened the gauze on her wrist to prevent blood from flowing out again, and said with a smile, "Mr. Lucius doesn't look like that kind of person. I guess he is teasing you on purpose."
Bella also smiled with a pair of almond eyes curved: "Who told you to look at his butt, Lucia?"
Lucia sighed. The man looked like a pure and unselfish god, and he didn't look like a narcissistic person.
It seems that it is really like what Mary said, he is probably teasing her.
"No matter if he is really narcissistic or fake narcissistic."
Lucia moved her shoulders, twisted her wrists slightly left and right, and walked towards the window.
She looked at the thick, sticky darkness outside and sighed.
How could the sky be so dark in reality?
Just as she was about to draw the curtains, she suddenly found something spinning about three meters above the ground not far away.
Lucia looked carefully and found that it was a clown doll.
It was the clown doll on the circus tent during the day.
It was very close.
It was estimated to be about four hundred meters.
This means that the circus tent was not far from the hotel downstairs.
However, Jack had obviously taken them for a long time to get to this hotel.
Lucia thought about it and reached out to draw the curtains.
She glanced at Bella and Mary who were ready to go to bed and decided to talk about it tomorrow morning.
Otherwise, the two of them might not be able to sleep tonight.
Lucia yawned and prepared to take a bath to relax.
I've been through a lot today. My body has been healed by the game, but I'm still under a lot of mental pressure.
The bathroom in the room is small, but it's clean. You can tell someone cleans it regularly.
But who cleans it?
Lucia thought of the empty, dusty table at the front desk downstairs, and her eyes darkened.
Suddenly, she felt a sense of being watched. Lucia looked forward sensitively, but only saw herself in the mirror.
But the feeling of being watched didn't diminish at all.
Lucia frowned. She looked around, but didn't see any handy tools. In the end, she could only take the towel next to her and wrap it around her hands.
She looked at the mirror in front of her, which looked normal. Even though the feeling of being watched had disappeared, it was still a lump.
Lucia thought, took a breath, and smashed the mirror with her right hand.
Bang, bang, bang!
With the sound of the glass shattering, Bella and Mary outside the door were startled and ran to the door to ask what happened.
Lucia waved her hands at them: "It's okay, I just suspect there's something wrong with this mirror."
As she spoke, Lucia took a closer look at the cracks on the mirror, secretly estimating that the mirror would be completely broken with another punch.
Mary and Bella stood at the door and watched her cover her face with her left hand and hammer with her right hand, stunned.
Sure enough, under Lucia's hammer, the mirror was completely cracked.
Lucia wiped the sweat dripping from her forehead and looked at the mirror, but she saw Lucius holding a towel and preparing to cover the mirror.
Lucia: "..."
Lucius's eyes had moved from the broken mirror to a fist wrapped in a towel, and then to Lucia's face, who was already confused. The eyes hidden under the lens blinked several times in succession.
After a moment, he looked away, coughed awkwardly, put down the towel in his hand, and said softly: "Umm, Miss Lucia is very strong."
Lucia: "..."
She didn't expect that the other side of the mirror was actually connected to the room where Lucius and his friends lived.
She just found out that the mirror was a two-way mirror and wanted to see what was on the other side.
Joan and Ben, who were frightened by the sound, also ran over quickly.
Just like that, the six people looked at each other in bewilderment at the mirror fragments on the ground.
Joan, who rushed over, instantly widened her eyes, and her already bright eyes shone even more at this moment: "Lucia! Are you a boxer? So good!"
Lucia: "... Although, I'm not."
Now it can explain why there was a sense of being watched. Judging from the situation, it should be that Lucius entered the bathroom and found that the mirror was a two-way mirror, and then thought of covering it with a towel.
Then, the mirror was smashed by her.
Lucia swears that from childhood to adulthood, her degree of social death has never reached the intensity of today.
Lucius adjusted his glasses that were slightly crooked by the shock. Seeing the embarrassment in the eyes of the girl in front of him, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said mischievously: "Miss Lucia is quite strong, it seems we don't have to be afraid." For the first time, Lucia felt how important her characteristic of not blushing since she was a child was at this moment: "... Or, no, I think I'm still not strong enough."
Lucius' eyes hidden under the lens were smiling: "It's okay, we have got a clue."
As he said, he bent down to pick up the mirror fragments on the ground and looked at Lucia: "Look, is there any word behind it?"
Lucia calmed down her breath and asked: "What words?"
Lucius' smile deepened and he sighed: "Good question, but we have to put it together to know."
The remaining five people collectively looked at the broken mirror on the ground, and then moved to Lucia's hands wrapped in a towel.
Ben wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Miss Lucia to be so powerful! I'm so sorry today, so sorry!"
Oh my god, if he had known that Lucia was so strong, how could he dare to yell at the night to say don't wait?
Lucia shook her numb hands helplessly: "Don't blow, don't blow, let's work together quickly, we have to go to bed later."
Mary and Bella, who were startled at the door, ran over quickly, squatted on the ground and began to piece together the lenses carefully.
After several people finally pieced the lenses together, the mirror surface overlapped strangely, and then two blood-red sentences slowly appeared on it.
"I hate it so much... Why... They lied to me... They have been lying to me all the time..."
"They should, should, should all die!"
【Ding】
【Current hidden plot progress 20%】
【Obtain the prop hatred lens, 1/2】
Triggered the hidden plot again?
Lucia's eyes flickered slightly. It seemed that this mirror would not appear in the main quest.
But why only half of it was collected?
Bella looked at the two sentences on the ground and asked softly: "It's so strange, how did these two sentences get written in the mirror?"
Joan squatted on the ground and poked the lens on the ground: "This is a world that cannot be explained by common sense, like these things that seem impossible to happen in reality."
"In the game, you don't have to care how it is done."
Just then, the door of Lucia's three-person room was suddenly knocked from outside.
The six people were silent instantly.
As time passed, the knocking on the door became more and more urgent.
"Bella! Bella! Open the door quickly! Something happened, something happened!"
It was Joan's voice.
Joan on the opposite side widened her eyes and lowered her voice: "Damn it! Am I not here?"
Bella was frightened and pulled Lucia's arm tightly.
And outside Lucius' room, Mary's voice was also heard at this time.
"Lucius, Lucius, are you asleep? Can you open the door? I have a split wound and I want to borrow some gauze from you."
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