[BL, MTL] The Paranoid Villains in the Suspense Novel All Want to Monopolize Me

Chapter 83: Jack the Ripper (7)

　　The director on the other end of the phone sounded a little cold.

　　It is in sharp contrast to the previous image of being submissive to these high-level dignitaries...

　　It's like no longer treating them as mere "human beings".

　　"The program team has decided to sort them in order of age."

　　A stiff voice slowly overflowed from the phone.

　　"From oldest to youngest, Song Zimo and Du Lin are the youngest, so they were chosen to be in Room 7 on the third floor."

　　After saying that, he hung up the phone.

　　He ignored the slightly stiff look on the face of Fang Jiming, the proposer of the draw.

　　The others looked a little ugly after hearing this.

　　But he still reluctantly accepted the result.

　　Because Interpol's exclusive intelligence agency set up a hidden identity for Song Zimo... and changed it into the distant nephew of a lonely entrepreneur.

　　Originally from an ordinary background, the lucky son of an entrepreneur received a large amount of spiritual wealth after his death.

　　These powerful people who are extremely keen in finance naturally checked carefully.

　　It was discovered that this wealth had something to do with it, so there was no more doubt about Song Zimo's true identity.

　　In fact, the seemingly innocent entrepreneur... is a drug lord hiding in Mexico.

　　After being dealt with by Interpol, the villain's identity was used in a subtle way and transferred to Song Zimo.

　　Recycling.

　　The protagonist Shou Song Zimo also successfully hid among these game participants.

　　This is also a hidden setting in the original plot.

　　............

　　Du Lin narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing the sound in his earphones.

　　He just felt that the weird sound of insect wings was... too familiar.

　　A vague feeling of uneasiness flashed through my heart.

　　According to the original work, the room selection is just an ordinary plot.

　　A word passed by casually.

　　Du Lin didn't know whether the director's interruption followed the plot points of the original work.

　　He just felt...as if something had happened, quietly happening in this old castle.

　　Like a cage of dark clouds, pressing tightly.

　　The "President" Fang Jiping on the other side had a serious look on his face.

　　Seeing the popular little star lowering her extremely beautiful eyebrows, she stopped not far away from him.

　　The cold and fragrant breath that could be faintly smelled in the hair penetrated directly into the tip of the nose.

　　But it always stopped at this little distance.

　　His heart felt itchy... as if there were countless little ants crawling around.

　　It's rare that he breaks his usual calm and strategizing smile in the shopping mall.