Unlimited copy: I'm sick in an escape game

Chapter 257 Global Mutation 27
Qin Nuo looked at her with no expression on her face, she didn't seem surprised at all, she said softly, "Then do you know who is number one on the game list?"

Qi Jiaojiao was silent for a few seconds, and then burst out laughing, "No one can be you, my good sister, you just don't do anything now, Dad will arrange for you."

Qi Nuo bent his lips, "I'll wait."

The little girl lay on the edge of the window and wanted to look out, but was hugged by Qi Quandu.

"Brother, are there fireworks going off outside?"

"Ah."

The little girl thought for a while, then turned around and was about to leave.

Qi Quandu didn't care about his foot injury, stepped on the floor and grabbed the little girl's arm, "Don't go out."

The little girl was frightened by his move, she stared at him with big eyes in horror, she squeezed her arms hard, "I want to find my mother...you are a bad person!!"

"I am not a bad guy."

"You're a bad person, you don't even have a doll!" The little girl stepped heavily on the instep of Qi Quandu's injured foot.

Qi Quandu didn't expect her to do this, the pain from his feet made him loosen his grip on the girl, and the girl took the opportunity to push him away, turned around and opened the door, and ran away without hesitation.

Qi Quandu's feet began to ooze blood again, and he couldn't walk in pain. He watched the little girl's back disappear before his eyes, but he was helpless.

The little girl ran downstairs, and the next second a tall man grabbed her arm, "Here's another fish that slipped through the net!"

"Let me go!!" the little girl screamed, struggling with her hands and feet.

Hearing the sound, a few more people walked by.

"so small?"

"There are smaller ones in there! Just throw it into the fire, and save trouble."

The tall man handed the little girl in his hand to the troublemaker, "Throw it away."

The man quickly shook his head, "I won't lose it!"

"Let me handle it."

A man walked over from the side of the fire, wearing a Chinese tunic suit, serious and unsmiling.

The tall man shouted: "Steward Yan!" Then he pulled the little girl in front of Yan Ze.

The little girl kept crying: "Mom, I want to find my mother... woo woo woo..."

Yan Ze directly picked up the little girl, turned around and left.

"Hey, what is he doing here?"

"I don't know, it should be handed over to Lord Qi, right?"

"It must be transformed into a zombie and then killed. The little girl is worth five points, what else can she use..."

Yan Ze sighed secretly, and he comforted him: "Don't cry, your mother and the others are gone."

"I want my mother..."

Yan Ze thought and thought, and went to Qishu.

"I don't want it." Qi Shu frowned, disgusted in every possible way, "I don't like girls who love to cry."

"If you don't want her, she can only be like those people."

Qi Shu didn't care much, "It's none of my business."

"This..." Yan Ze pursed his lips, "She is a child after all."

Qi Shu yawned and turned a page of the book in his hand, "Hurry up and take it away, I'm crying to death!"

"I want her to be with me."

A childish voice suddenly came from the stairs.

Qi Shu looked up and said with a smile: "If Yuanyuan likes her, let her be your toy. Butler Yan, send it up."

Yan Ze bent down and practiced thanking, because he still had something to do, he put the little girl in Yuanyuan's room and left.

The little girl was still crying.

"I'll give you candy, don't cry." Seeing that she didn't respond at all, Yuanyuan peeled off the candy wrapper and put the candy directly into her mouth.

The little girl tasted the sweetness, and her crying gradually subsided, but she still repeated the same sentence, "I want Mommy..."

Yuanyuan sat on the edge of the bed holding the baby, like a little adult, "Your mother should go to heaven."

"Heaven?"

"My mother should be there too." Yuanyuan's tone was very flat, "We are in the game, as long as we follow them, we can live."

The little girl blinked her wet eyes with a dazed expression.

Yuanyuan sighed for a long time, "Forget it, you still don't want to know too much." As she spoke, she unzipped the zipper on the back of the doll, took out a piece of paper with the doll she drew on it, and handed it to her. To the little girl, "You take this."

The little girl looked at the painting, glanced at it a few times, and clamored for a paintbrush, "I want to paint too!"

Yuanyuan folded the drawing paper for her and stuffed it into the little girl's clothes pocket. Then she took her hand and came to the desk, "Draw whatever you want."

The little girl was not too polite, she took the paintbrush and began to scribble on the paper as she wished, forgetting to find her mother for a moment.

Yuanyuan, on the other hand, stepped on a stool and leaned against the window, quietly watching the flames.

(End of this chapter)