Liu Qianyun's vague fear was very real, which made Feng Rong look at her in confusion. Those small movements were very obvious in his senses - this was obviously a game, why did she seem to be trapped in this place by reality? Did Hu Hui's death make her abnormal?

Because of the different living environments, Feng Rong thought that he might have a deviation from ordinary people, so he had no unnecessary thoughts. Instead, Ling Yaojia said unashamedly: "Those who have the strength come to kill whatever they want, and those who have no strength need to worry about whether they have any or not."

The war between women was wisely not involved. Xu Ye followed the topic just now: "According to the description in the diary, there are two deaths in the building, and six were missing - of course, I think the possibility of them being dead is greater - does this happen to correspond to the eight people in our two groups?"

"I'm wrong, not eight people." Lin Yingkong retorted unpredictably.

"Ah?" Xu Ye was stunned for a moment. He remembered the sentence in Wu Zheng's diary, "Two people died in the building, six people died and no corpse." However, after Lin Yingkong said this, he immediately realized something was wrong.

Lin Yingkong didn't keep it a secret and explained: "It's hard to say what happened afterwards, but in the clues we know, the missing people must include Xiao Min and Wu Zheng, which should be ten people in total."

The others suddenly realized that, indeed, there was no need to say about Xiao Min. The last sentence in Wu Zheng's diary was also suspicious. The devil summoned probably came to him, and his diary did not have any follow-up. However, it would be impossible for the eight people to say this. After all, the location where Xing Jun appeared was a variable, and the number now did not match.

"In fact, if the assumption of 'someone summons the demon' is true, I don't understand why its killing route is restricted," Lin Yingkong picked up a pen and accurately drew an arrow from top to back to the third floor on the floor distribution map of Fengrong Painting. "The summoning array is on the third floor, and the first one should be the third floor. Even if Xiao Min protects himself, there is no need to protect the other three residents. However, the accident started from the rooftop and gradually went down. The third floor became the last isolated island... It seemed that some force hindered its speed of invasion of this building." Moreover, this force might be so great that it could hurt it, so that it could only lead people to the rooftop at the beginning, but not "fooding" smoothly. In panic, one jumped off the building, and the other was not destroyed completely, allowing Wu Zheng to accidentally see some clues.

"The most likely thing is that Xiao Min has done something. Since she can summon the demons, she may have a way to suppress it." Xu Ye guessed.

Xing Jun thought for a while, "So her disappearance may have been angered by the summoned demon clan, so the other party backfired?"

Feng Rong shook his head, "The summoning contract is not so easy to violate." Otherwise, the human world would have been rampant and subverted the world.

As one of the people who knows more about formations, Xu Ye echoed his statement, "I don't know Xiao Min's strength, but judging from the complexity of the summoning array, the other party must be summoned by a high-level demon. Once the backlash is retaliated for a lifetime, the formation master will definitely be sent back." Most of the people who can continue to do evil on their backlash are transaction contracts, but the summoning contract is more inclined to the master-servant contract. The results obtained by one party will always be different when one party dies.

"So Xiao Min may not be missing, maybe she just hid it?" Lin Yingkong made up for the miserable plot of Wu Zheng's infatuation in a desire to avenge his beloved woman, but when he was dying, he found that the other party was the mastermind behind the scenes.

Ji Hui said in confusion: "I still don't understand, why did Xiao Min summon the demon?" The cost of summoning high-level demon creatures is too high, and life can be easily intersected. If it weren't for ignorance, then what's worth her to take her life?

"Sometimes what reason do you need?" Liu Qianyun spoke. Her voice was not heavy, but her eyes were very heavy. "For the sake of strength, there are always people who are willing to exchange anything for it."

The discussion about Xiao Min came to an end. In addition, the larger clue was the attack on the creature Xing Jun. No matter what it was, it would be unreasonable to appear here. The two groups negotiated for a while and agreed to Feng Rong's suggestion to disrupt the group and search all the sixteen rooms and rooftops in the building. In this situation where it is difficult to decide whether to cooperate or not, the identity of the Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department still subtly affected the pattern of the game.

Feng Rong naturally split into a team with his assistant. Ling Yaojia obviously wanted to act with them, but the minister glanced at her tepidly. Although there was nothing strange in his eyes, Ling Yaojia still stopped unhappily and went to the first floor with Ze Hui. Liu Qianyun and Xu Ye were separated on the second floor, and Xing Jun and Ahao were responsible for the third floor - it is worth mentioning that although they had never really seen Ahao take action, the two mountains of the field team of the General Office had a subtle premonition of "he is a master", so they were relieved to leave Xing Jun in his group, and the two of them took over the fourth floor and the rooftop.

There is no doubt about the people in this building, "The people in this building are missing one by one, and we are likely to repeat their previous scenes, so why do we have to act separately?" Isn't it easier to be defeated by each one?

The answer to him was Ahao, who had almost never said much: "Since we have entered the game field," he looked at Jihui with beautiful eyes, cold and noble, as if he treated mortals like dust, "What else do you want to be safe?"

The words that seemed to be implying that the other party was timid so that Ce Hui couldn't say anything for a moment.

After this small episode, the four groups that were dismantled and disrupted were finally successfully investigated separately. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong also went to the fourth floor. Ling Yaojia was 404 and Lin Yingkong was 401, so they went to 402, 403 that no one had visited before. Xing Jun gave the keys of the landlord to the people of each group according to the number of floors. But perhaps these rooms that were not in trouble were not within the key attention range of Mingjing Resort, and the locks were a little rusted. Feng Rong took a long time to open the door of 402. The spiritual consciousness penetrated and slipped around. He reached out to touch the switch of the light. The incandescent lamp flashed unstable a few times, but it lit up.

There was no corner cut in the room, the old and new were similar to those they had seen before, and many of the decorations were not moved intact, as if waiting for the owner's return. Feng Rong was about to search for clues carefully, but Lin Yingkong suddenly closed the door and took out an envelope and handed it to him, "Minister, see what this is."

"Hmm?" Feng Rong took it and guessed the origin of this thing at once. "It seems to be a letter. Did you find it in 401?"

"Well, they are all old fry playing games, so we must also keep some trump cards." A "we" made Feng Rong's face softer. Unfortunately, Assistant Lin couldn't see it at this moment, and even urged him: "Minister, please see what it is. I'm blind now and I think this thing is a bit special in the room."

Feng Rong understood his judgment. The envelope was plain white, without any decoration, but the workmanship was very exquisite. The paper texture was fine and smooth to the touch. In the 1990s, it was not affordable for people in this kind of place like a poor cellar. Lin Ying could detect something wrong with her empty hand. The opening of the envelope was not sealed. It was a thick stack of paper that was pinched. The seal pulled it out and spread it. The paper was also plain white, so white that it was free of impurities. A line of small words was neatly written with a pen in the middle of the top of the head:

"Shh, I'm by your side."

Feng Rong frowned and opened the second one. The same words were on it, but the font was larger. Then he flipped it again, and the content remained unchanged. Only the font became larger and larger, and the handwriting became more and more messy. By the last one, just a few short words were already spread all over the white paper, and the malicious intention was almost turning into a black beast to break free from the paper and pounced on people. Even though Feng Rong was always calm, he couldn't help looking at him at this time. In the room, he could only see Lin Yingkong who was waiting for his answer seriously.

"What's wrong with the minister?" Lin Yingkong paused for a moment when he found out that his breathing was coming, and immediately asked. Feng Rong told him the details of the letter, and Lin Yingkong made a goosebumps, "This place looks like a haunted house, why is it so terrible?" The horror is not to say that it is terrifying, but that kind of artificial malice makes people feel even more uncomfortable.

"The second deceased, Ning Bo, lives in 401. Could he be..." Lin Yingkong pondered, "I was scared to death?"

"If a letter alone scares people to death, it is unlikely. It can only be said that this letter implies something."

"I don't do bad things normally, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night," Lin Yingkong shrugged, "Is there any such thing?"

Feng Rong first pondered, but then frowned, "So this time I really came to solve the case?" He felt that the story behind this building seemed to be getting more and more complicated.

Lin Yingkong was originally immersed in this strange incident. When he reminded him, he laughed silently, "Minister, you really don't have the talent to play games." No matter how good the atmosphere is, it can be poked away by him.

Feng Rong paused for a moment and said in a flat voice: "You play with yours, don't care what I say."

Even if his tone did not fluctuate, Lin Yingkong could imagine his awkward mood at this moment. His ministers were always like this. They could only be cold and cold, and their hearts were far less cold than he showed... Lin Yingkong couldn't help but reach out and hug him, his lips curled up, and said in a warm voice: "Minister, don't need to accommodate me. With you here, I can't concentrate on playing."

As long as he is by his side, he wishes to be obsessed with all his attention on this person.

Feng Rong understood what he said and became even more embarrassed. He could not adapt to this sweet and greasy atmosphere that seemed to soften his whole body. Lin Yingkong stopped and kissed his forehead, changing the topic: "I guess I have to find the murderer when I escaped from the plot. It's a replica of the murder case in the secret room."
Chapter completed!