"I was going to tell you just now, but you wouldn't let me. Now you want to hear it? Well, I'm not telling!" The sticker doll had quite a temper. He plopped down on the floor with his fat body, and the mouth drawn on him stopped moving.
"One thing after another," the shirt woman said. "Then let's throw him out..."
"No, no!" The sticker doll sprang up and hurriedly said, "All right, listen up."
"My friends and I have simple demands. All you have to do is hand over two B-class items, four C-class items, and one million White Cash, and we'll let you reach your destination in peace."
"Of course, to show you we're serious about this robbery, we'll randomly select a few lucky passengers to demonstrate our strength, so no one thinks they're being scammed."
"As for when... let's say half an hour before lights out!"
"Oh! It's already past that time. I wonder if any lucky passengers have been selected!"
"Those two died at seven thirty," the crew cut man immediately said.
"You only want six items and one million White Cash?" the spiky braid man couldn't help asking. "Does everyone chip in together, or does each carriage have to pay?"
"Of course each carriage has to pay. Otherwise, we'd be getting a raw deal from robbing the train." The sticker doll twisted his stiff neck to look at him. "But our demands aren't unreasonable. There are at least ten Players in each carriage, so everyone only has to contribute a little."
"And if we don't?" the scarred eyebrow man asked. "What can you do about it?"
The sticker doll paused as if thinking, then said, "The tremor rain didn't reach the Station, so no one will be getting off for the next two days. It's