boyutpedia Chapter 140: Died Again
Chapter 140: Died Again
Chapter 140: Died Again
Winner was completely baffled.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Of course he knew about Death; wasn't he just a skeleton wearing a black cloak and holding a scythe?
But what does this have to do with the plane explosion?
Shirek gave a mocking laugh.
"Chen, you're not trying to say that the Grim Reaper planted this bomb, are you?"
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Who knows?
Chen Yuan shrugged casually, but there was no hint of a smile in his eyes.
"I've only heard that everyone who escapes the Grim Reaper's list eventually dies."
"Ha ha!"
Cyric let out an exaggerated laugh, but the laugh was dry, as if something was blocking it.
"You're not suggesting that these 230 people should have died in heaven, but they survived this time, and will die one by one after that, are you?"
No, you're wrong.
Chen Yuan turned his head and raised his chin in the direction of the exploding plane.
"There are 228 now."
Wenner and Shirek followed his gaze.
Rescue teams are pulling two bodies from the wreckage of the plane.
The black body bag was zipped up tightly.
Shirek's pupils contracted.
Just then, a cry of "Ah!!!" rang out.
A sharp scream came from the direction of the restroom, piercing the noisy air in the terminal.
Wenner and Shirek exchanged a glance, then simultaneously took off running.
The screams came from the women's restroom.
A blonde woman was standing in front of a cubicle, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide open as if they were about to burst.
The color drained from her face, leaving it as pale as a sheet of paper.
Inside the cubicle, a woman's corpse lay quietly on the floor.
Cyril stepped forward, pushed the terrified woman aside, and crouched down to examine her.
The female corpse had a gruesome wound on her forehead, with blood mixed with white brain matter, which had pooled on the ground.
He looked around and then looked up at Wenner.
"Preliminary analysis suggests that the deceased stepped into the puddle on the ground, slipped, and hit his head on the metal tissue box."
He pointed to the iron box on the wall, its edges still stained with blood and hair.
"Then, he died on the spot."
A faint voice sounded behind them.
"This person was also one of the passengers."
Wenner and Shirek both turned around at the same time.
Chen Yuan had followed us there at some point and was leaning against the toilet door with his arms crossed.
He looked at the corpse on the ground, his eyes calm to the point of indifference.
The lights in the restroom were still flickering.
Cyril squatted beside the corpse, his brow furrowed so deeply it could trap a fly.
He reached out and pressed on the woman's neck.
Rigor mortis has not yet formed, and the time of death is no more than twenty minutes.
Twenty minutes ago was the exact time the plane exploded.
He raised his head and looked at Chen Yuan.
"What did you just say? She's a passenger?"
Chen Yuan nodded, took out the passenger list from his pocket, flipped through a couple of pages, and pointed to a name.
"Mary Ayers, 36 years old, seat number 23A."
He took the list and compared it to the boarding pass fragments in the woman's pocket, which clearly bore the same name.
His brow furrowed even deeper.
Does the Grim Reaper really exist?
Or is it just a coincidence?
Wenner also sensed that something was wrong.
He walked to the restroom door and glanced at the waiting hall outside.
The huge crowd was still there; some were crying, some were cursing, some were making phone calls, and some were slumped in their chairs, lost in thought.
Passengers are being organized by airport staff and transferred to temporary shelters.
If Chen Yuan's statement earlier, "Everyone who escapes from the Grim Reaper's list will die," is true...
Cyril shuddered and banished the absurd thought from his mind.
impossible.
It was just a coincidence.
It must be a coincidence.
He had made up his mind, and turned to Chen Yuan to speak.
"Chen, you're tired, go back and rest."
Wenner attributed Chen Yuan's death to psychological abnormalities caused by this incident.
"fine."
Chen Yuan still had his arms crossed.
"I'll wait until you've resolved this matter before I leave."
Wenner:
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Shirek: "6"
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After a while, the police arrived and took over the scene. Chen Yuan, Wennashirik, and the other two walked towards the airport exit.
A large number of passengers also left the airport and headed to a nearby hotel.
This is a temporary shelter arranged by the airport.
Wenner was still trying to reassure Chen Yuan.
"Chen, go back and get some sleep, don't think too much..."
Before the words were even finished, another scream rang out.
"ah!!!"
This time, a passenger was killed when he was hit by an out-of-control car.
Wenner:
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Shirek:
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This is the second one!
Could this guy really be telling the truth?!
Alex and his group were accommodated in a suite on the seventh floor of the hotel.
As soon as Todd entered the room, he pounced on the bed and sprawled out in a starfish position.
"My God, what I've experienced today is something I can brag about for the rest of my life."
"What are you bragging about?"
Claire glared at him.
"We almost died."
"But he didn't die!"
Todd rolled over, facing upwards and looking at the ceiling.
"We survived! That's great!"
"Yeah?"
Alex suddenly spoke, his voice unusually deep.
He stood by the window, his back to everyone, looking at the night view outside.
"Did we really survive?"
The room fell silent for a moment.
Carter clicked his tongue impatiently.
"What nonsense are you going to spout now?"
He sat on the sofa with his arm around Terry, trying to appear nonchalant, but his arm around Terry was very tight, and his knuckles were white.
Alex turned around and looked at them.
His face was pale, and there was a strange light in his eyes, like fear, or perhaps a certain certainty.
"I have a feeling this isn't over yet..."
"That's enough!"
Carter suddenly stood up and interrupted him.
"Stop playing dumb! We just got off the plane! We're alive! Alive, you know?!"
He shouted loudly, as if using his voice to embolden himself.
Alex did not refute.
He just watched Carter quietly.
"But two people have died so far, both of them were passengers who got off the plane."
Carter countered.
"Isn't there only one?"
He was referring to the one who had just died in a car accident.
"No, there's one more."
"A female passenger who fell to her death in the toilet."
Alex said.
"I saw it when I went to the restroom; the police were there."
He turned his head and looked at the closed door of the room.
Faint footsteps could be heard coming from the corridor outside the door, approaching gradually.
then.
"Knock knock knock".
A knock came at the door.
Everyone froze.
Carter instinctively pulled Terry behind him, Todd sprang up from the bed, Claire clenched her fists, and Billy ducked into the corner.
Only Alex stood still, staring at the door.
"Knock knock knock".
Three more sounds.
Then came a man's voice.
"FBI, open the door."