While others seek survival, I engage in flirtation Chapter 74: The Man Dragging the Corpse

Just where Charlie was pointing, a short man suddenly appeared, struggling to drag a strange person's corpse along.

He was wearing a work uniform with a faint "Red Nightingale" logo on it.

There were other people on this island! And he was dragging those strange people's corpses?

I could hardly believe my eyes. How many more secrets did this island hold that I didn't know about?

Moon and I exchanged a glance and immediately understood each other's thoughts.

We quietly crept behind a tree close to the man. As he dragged the corpse closer, I suddenly jumped out from behind the tree and grabbed his shoulder.

"Who are you? What's your connection to them?" I pressed a short knife to his neck, applying just enough pressure to make him shudder.

"I... I don't know anything!" He seemed terrified by the situation, collapsing to the ground with sweat beading on his forehead.

Didn't know anything? Yeah, right. Dragging a corpse on a deserted island and claiming ignorance? I didn't buy it!

I pushed the knife further against his neck, and a few drops of blood appeared. The man's eyes darted down, then he looked up at me in fear.

"You better tell the truth, or I'll cut your head off!" I tilted the knife, and the blade glinted menacingly.

"I... I'll talk." His hand trembled near his neck, and after a few seconds, he began to speak, "I... I'll tell you everything, just... just don't kill me!"

He shrank back further.

"I'm an employee... of Red Nightingale, handling the corpses... on this island." He spoke hesitantly, but it didn't sound like a lie.

"And what else? No other tasks? They didn't leave anything behind?" Moon seemed to know he was hiding something. Before he could finish speaking, she pulled out a fruit knife and pointed it at his eye.

Her sudden move startled even me. I wanted to stop her, but knowing Moon's personality, I decided to stay silent.

Sure, Moon could be unpredictable, but I didn't peg her as the cruel type. Torture wasn't her style. And her hardball tactic did the trick.

"I... I'm just a low-level employee. I... I don't know anything!" His pupils dilated in fear as he shook his head and hands frantically, retreating, "I just follow... follow orders. I... I really don't know anything else!"

"What orders did you receive?" Moon didn't give him time to react and pressed on.

"I... I'll tell you everything. Given the current situation, they probably won't come back anyway." The man exhaled deeply and began to reveal the hidden truth.

He said his name was Jack, a low-level employee of Red Nightingale. He was a gambler who owed a lot of money to loan sharks. With no way to make money, he was constantly on the run. One day, he saw that Red Nightingale was hiring with very attractive pay.

Most importantly, the job had no requirements.

Tempted by the high pay, he immediately contacted Red Nightingale.

Compared to running from debt collectors, life on the island wasn't so bad. Plus, he would receive a large sum of money after leaving.

"They told me to stay on the island and that they'd bring people over every so often. Then, someone was supposed to come and deal with it," Jack said, looking frustrated. "But it's been months, and no one has shown up."

According to Jack, other members of Red Nightingale were supposed to arrive a week ago, but they hadn't shown up.

"Your task can't just be to stay on the island, right?" I thought it over and felt there was more to it.

If his only job was to stay on the island, why was he dragging corpses?

"I'm not lying! They told me to stay on the island and keep the ecosystem in check," he said, his eyes darting. "Burn the corpses of animals and test subjects. They were injected with something that turned them into this. If the corpses are left unattended, it would cause big problems!"

Jack seemed very afraid of the Red Nightingale organization. His eyes were filled with terror when he mentioned them.

"And what about them?" Moon pointed to the strange people's corpses, "What's their deal?"

"They're test subjects too," Jack said flatly like it was nothing. He barely glanced at them, totally unfazed.

To him, these creatures were no different from animals.

I couldn't imagine what had happened on this island, and I couldn't stand it.

Living people turned into animals like this, and it seemed normal to these people?

I looked at the man in front of me, unable to suppress my anger. I grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

Just as I was about to punch him, a strong force grabbed my wrist, stopping me.

"You know how strong you are now. One punch could kill him." Moon's calm tone brought me back to my senses.

Though I was furious, I held back my punch.

"Now, tell us your real task." Moon flashed a rare smirk. "You saw it. If you don't tell the truth, he could kill you with one punch."

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" He seemed terrified of my punch and immediately raised his hands. "I wasn't lying, but they also gave me another task: to capture all of you."

I was shocked by his words.

We ended up on this island because of a shipwreck. How did they know we would come here?

"How did you know we would come to this island?" There were too many questions I couldn't explain, so I reached out to grab him again.

"Don't hit me!" He ducked, cowering. "Look, you… you didn't just wash up here by chance. Your shipwreck wasn't an accident. Red Nightingale set it up!"