Qi Jiu remembered that 115 the single woman ate hot spring egg ramen last night, 117 the two witches chose the whole steak, and Xiaomi and her daughter had dessert and sashimi respectively.

Now that they have copied the witch homework and chose raw steak, the 102 couple is standing in the corridor calmly, indicating that there is nothing wrong with their food choice. Could it be that they encountered other crises at night?

Whatever came to mind, the next moment, the door of guest room 117 was pushed open from the inside.

Today, the two ladies are still wearing floor-length black robes. They have changed their eye shadows with strong colors, and their necks and wrists are decorated with colorful crystal stones. They make a jingling sound when they walk, and they appear in front of everyone with a high profile.

Under everyone's surprised and curious gaze, the witch walked straight towards the white cloth stretcher.

The older witch completely ignored everyone's gaze and knelt down to put on her gloves. The young witch behind her who looked like her apprentice also cooperated seamlessly.

They opened the stretcher that had been covered with white cloth in turn and looked at the body under the white cloth with expressionless expressions.

Thanks to her, Qi Jiu, as an NPC, could also take a look at the true appearance of the corpse.

The four corpses in rooms 109 and 112 had been burned beyond recognition, and their charred bones were twisted at a weird angle, as if they had struggled extremely in the pain of being burned alive.

But Qi Zu keenly discovered that one of the charred corpses was covered with white powder, like the remains of a dry powder fire extinguisher.

There was no dry powder fire extinguisher in this hotel. Qi Gu speculated that the deceased had used related props before his death.

Unfortunately, the props did not save his life.

The corpse on stretcher 101 was strangely red and eroded, with part of the deeply ulcerated skin falling off the corpse, and a paste similar to human fat dripping from the broken tissue, sticky and covering the white cloth on the stretcher.

The corpse continued to float with a layer of hot steam, looking like pieces of meat that had just been picked up from a pot of boiling water.

The lady in 101 had obviously seen her husband's body. At this moment, she turned away and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. She was trembling all over and crying.

Xiaomi's mother and daughter happened to push out the door of 105 and witnessed the tragic scene in the corridor. Madam looked away uncomfortably on the spot, while Xiaomi looked sleepily at the bodies on the stretcher one by one with a bored look.

It wasn't until she looked at the steaming corpse of 101 that some emotion appeared on her bored face. She pointed to the stretcher and said to her mother in a low voice: "Is this brother cooked?"

lady:……

Xiaomi: "This reminds me of the steaming torture I saw before."

The lady's expression changed slightly: "Xiao Mi, don't talk nonsense."

Obviously, except for the corpse of 101, which was cooked in boiling water, the other four people were burned to death.

"Tell me what happened last night?" The witch turned to 101's wife, looked at her bandaged limbs and suggested, with a determination in her eyes that was irresistible. "In return for the exchange of information, I will give you a

Jar of ointment that will heal any burn."

The wife only hesitated for a moment, then said with a trembling cry: "I didn't fall asleep last night, but I kept lying on the bed with my eyes closed according to the check-in rules. I swear I didn't open my eyes the whole time until I felt that my body was getting hotter and hotter...

The heat was unbearable... My skin went from being hot to a severe burning pain... So I couldn't help but open my eyes to see what was going on, and then I found several clusters of blue fire spontaneously igniting on my skin! It was so scary... It was simply

incredible…"

"I couldn't care so much at the time, and immediately rushed to the bathroom to try to put out the fire with water, and then... Then I found a strange boiling sound in the bathtub... I picked him up, and he was floating face up in the bathtub filled with water... The skin on his body had ulcerated and swollen.

...The water in the bathtub is bubbling and steaming...The water in the bathtub is boiling..."

As she spoke, she trembled violently, pain and fear flashed in her eyes.

The witch looked calm: "So your husband was boiled alive?"

The wife nodded tremblingly: "But I don't know when he left the bed. There was no movement at all during the night."

The witch questioned: "When you found that your body was spontaneously burning, didn't you use the relevant props to put out the fire?"

The wife's eyes flashed: "I did use some, but it was of no use at all."

The witch asked: "Can you tell me specifically what props were used?"

She had just noticed that the couple's props were obviously stored with the wife, and there were no traces of the props being used on the husband's body.

The wife was silent for a moment and then said: "When I first discovered the blue fire, I used cooling and pain relief tools, but the fire did not go away at all, and the burning sensation on the skin did not diminish at all."

The witch asked again: "Are they ordinary level props?"

"Yes, we only have ordinary-level props." The wife replied.

The witch nodded and looked at her burned skin again: "How did you put out the spontaneous fire on your body?"

Wife: "I was shocked when I saw my husband's death state, but the pain was greater than the fear at that time... I tried several times and found that the props were useless, so I tried to put out the fire with physical methods, so I opened the bathroom

The nozzle sprayed water from head to toe, but it was of no use... In the end, the fire went out on its own."

"You destroyed it yourself?" the witch confirmed with a frown in disbelief.

The wife nodded firmly: "Neither water nor props could extinguish the blue fire. The fire burned smaller and smaller on its own... and eventually it was extinguished somehow."

The witch lowered her eyelids thoughtfully, and then turned sharply to the union leader and his followers in 110: "What level of life-saving tools did you use?"

She could tell at a glance that the little boss and his followers had suffered the same thing as the wife just now.

Because they chose the same food - cooked steak and barbecue.

The little union leader was stunned when he saw through it, and murmured: "...rare level."

The witch nodded: "It seems that ordinary-level props are ineffective in preventing self-ignition damage. Only rare and above ones can."

The little leader swallowed guiltily. The union was really short of rare-level props, so he only brought two of them this time. He was only willing to use them for himself. The little follower didn’t know which union leader he had bribed, but he actually had these in his hands.

There is also a rare life-saving prop, which was the most unexpected thing for him last night.

As for the two teammates in the other room, he couldn't possibly take care of them.

After all, in the precarious dungeon world, everyone is only responsible for their own lives. They chose to believe in him, and he did not force these two people to believe in him. They will naturally bear the final consequences themselves.

Having said this, everyone already knows the cause of death of these four people.

This is the result of choosing the wrong food at last night's buffet.

The six people who chose well-done steaks and barbecue were all attacked by blue self-igniting flames, and four of them were burned alive by the blue fire because they had no life-saving tools.

And because the wife in 101 chose medium rare steak, the fire went out before it killed her.

The doneness of a steak is equal to the degree of searing done by the blue fire at night.

101 The husband who was boiled to death by boiling water in the bathtub ate boiled seafood. From this, we can infer that the meaning of boiling is equivalent to steaming.

The torture-like death of the players in front of them made the onlookers' scalps numb, but at the same time as they were shocked, they also secretly breathed a sigh of relief for themselves.

Because they used the deaths of these five people to test out the buffet taboo:

——Cooked meat symbolizes danger.

The higher the degree of cooked meat, the greater the risk factor, while a series of raw foods such as sashimi and raw beef are relatively safe for the time being.

Ordinary props are ineffective against attacks and damage caused by choosing the wrong food. Travelers without rare props who choose the wrong food can only wait to die.

This conclusion is exactly opposite to what the union boss initially inferred about the safety of cooked food, because the theme of this book is not about parasites and infections.

Qi Zhu also noticed that the degree of cooking may be just an appearance.

"Cooking" is related to "fire", which is essentially the theme of "explosion" and "fire" that he explored last night.

While everyone was thankful to have survived the disaster, they also noticed that there was another traveler who didn't show up——

Everyone looked in the direction of Room 115, where the single woman who ordered hot spring egg ramen last night lived.

However, the "Visitor Check-in Safety Rules" clearly prohibit guests from opening other guests' room doors, so no one dared to knock on the door rashly.

After a stalemate like this for half a minute, Xiao Mi suddenly looked in the direction of Qin Rang: "Hey, the little brother who did massage yesterday, can you do us a favor?"

"Ah..." Qin Rang froze for an instant. Fortunately, the expression on his face was very good at hiding his expression. Otherwise, as an "NPC", his expression would be too vivid.

He was worried that the "Visitor Rules" also restricted him, a fake NPC, and if he knocked on the door, he would be judged as a violation by the copy and be punished.

Qi Jiu secretly patted his tense shoulders and said to Xiao Mi with ease: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Xiao Mi pointed to room 115: "We have a friend who seems to have overslept. Can you help wake her up or open her door?"

"Of course there is no problem," Qi Qiu nodded slightly, "But our hotel attaches great importance to the privacy of our guests and has strict rules on wake-up calls. For example, unless the guest actively requests it, male service staff cannot take the initiative to knock on the door of a female guest's room.

Door."

What he said was reasonable and measured, just like a service practitioner with a professional attitude.

Xiaomi complained: "Ah, your rules are so troublesome."

Qi Jiu smiled: "But I can find a waitress to come and help you."

After all, Qi Qiu himself didn't want to miss this opportunity to explore. He was also curious about what happened to the girl eating ramen in Room 115.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Madam bowed politely and put a tip of 10 coins into Qi Qiu's hand.

Qi Jiu smiled and accepted the coin: "That's what I should do for you."

At this time, the girl at the front desk had already put on her noodle and came to work.

"Here comes the work. The wife of 105 ordered the morning service, but because the service is for a female guest in room 115, it may not be convenient for me to call. I just wanted to come over and trouble you. Is it convenient for you?" Qi Jiu

He said, and knowingly divided half of the tip given by his wife to the other party.

The girl at the front desk quickly accepted the tip: "Of course, no problem. Our aim is always to put service first."

"Then it's up to you."

By asking the girl at the front desk to fulfill Xiaomi's request, he can avoid potential risks and successfully explore the situation of Room 115. He also acted as a middleman to earn the price difference, which is really a good thing that kills three birds with one stone.:,
Chapter completed!