Revenge After Death



Everyone was aware that if we boarded the cruise this time, it would be a narrow escape. However, everyone would certainly go-not only for the secret behind it but also for the sake of more than 20 children.

"Eason, are you the person in charge of this case?" I inquired.

Eason nodded.

I narrowed my eyes. "If you manage to successfully rescue those individuals, will you receive a promotion?

Eason cleared his throat nervously. "Although a promotion might seem unlikely, there are enticing bonuses and rewards to strive for. Even in the unlikely event of my demise, I could potentially become a martyr..."

I gritted my teeth and said, "If everyone makes it back alive, you treat us to dinner for a week."

Eason was taken aback for a moment, gazing at me intently before speaking with a smile, "Sure... Not just a week, I'll treat you to dinner for an entire month."

Zion smiled as well. Our eyes met in silent agreement to go.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

The cruise ship stopped in the sea, likely waiting for us before leaving the international waters. We were brought over by a police boat.

"Hey, are you scared?" I asked Rachel.

"I'm not." Rachel trembled, her voice unconvincing.

Rachel then said in a hushed tone, "I've adapted after the killing game in the abandoned building. At least it won't be like last time."

I agreed. Being mentally prepared in advance was always beneficial.

"Ah, it seems like it'll be quite interesting." Jimmy looked like a lunatic... I didn't really like him and considered kicking him off the boat.

Joel glanced at Jimmy with utter disdain. "Why in the world did you invite this lunatic to join us?"

"His name is on the list." Zion sighed.

"Then why is Una's name on it too?" Joel inquired, glancing back at Stephanie No. 2, who had been seated in the corner. She was eerily silent, resembling a walking zombie.

"Who knows? She's on the list," Zion replied again.

"It's inevitable... Every one of us holds great value in this game," I murmured, watching the cruise ship warily. As the boat neared the cruise ship, the people on board lowered the ladder.

"The police must withdraw, or we'll kill the hostages and throw them into the sea," the man wearing sunglasses threatened us in a deep voice.

A few of us boarded the cruise. The deck was empty, indicating that everyone was confined to their cabins. This cruise ship was remarkably large and offered the highest level of luxury in Huma.

"Stay right where you are," the leader ordered us to stop and meticulously inspected our identities and appearances one by one. After confirming that each person matched the description on the list, they

stepped aside and granted us entry into the cabin.

They didn't search us on the deck this time. The weapons and food we had hidden on our bodies remained undetected. Curiously, I glanced at Steven, eager to know what was going on. He held my hand tightly and shook his head.

I grasped Steven's hand firmly and said in a hushed tone, "This time, stay by my side. Don't make any reckless sacrifices and allow me to protect you..."

Steven looked at me and smiled, his eyes shimmering as if filled with light. He nodded in agreement and took shelter behind me, his gaze turning icy where it escaped my notice.