"I can take away one... hehe, you can have a good night's sleep."
Without a doubt, another choice had arrived. Choosing incorrectly could lead to eternal damnation. Choosing correctly... might not necessarily lead to something good either.
Wen Xishu said:
"Can you tell me, how many dirty things are in the house? I can give you more food and water. You can stay longer."
The homeless man shook his head:
"Sorry, I can't tell you that. I can only take one away."
The chance to eliminate a 'dirty thing' without wasting bullets was indeed very important.
Maybe someone else would just open the door.
But Wen Xishu didn't do that. He realized it was a probability problem.
First, there was no doubt that Takahashi Fumihiko and Takahashi Mariko, both in the house, were 'dirty things.'
If it weren't for the homeless man, Wen Xishu would have already achieved a certain balance.
