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Chapter 863: Happy Birthday to Me

"If I were a mole, I would make Wang Wen Wen Qie a hermaphrodite butt!"

Mu Su, an upright and honest gentleman, snorted coldly.

"Um?"

Wangwen Wenqie, who was squatting in front of the magic circle, raised his head in confusion and pointed at the traces scattered around the magic circle: "Look at these footprints..."

Qianye raised the oil lamp and approached the magic circle. The rough gravel and dust showed regular extension marks.

"Footprints...and not ours...?"

"Obviously not." Wangwen Wenqie stretched out his hand to measure the size of the footprints.

Qianye looked at the two gray dead bodies in the corner: "The internal organs of those fishes are missing, and their internal organs were also hollowed out... Maybe it or they were attracted by the internal organs."

"Oh, are you going to accuse me of being the original sin again? Come on..." Mu Su, with his eyes narrowed and a pipe in his mouth, opened his arms.

"It is true that Mu Su cannot be cleared of suspicion!"

The shout came from the crowd outside the door again.

"In fact, he has an alibi." Unexpectedly, Qianye defended Mu Su: "I left a small mark on Mu Su before going to bed last night. When I woke up in the morning, it was still there, so it's not Mu Su."

Musu turned to Qianye in disbelief: "You plotted against me!"

"Just in case." Qianye smiled slightly.

"My trembling and diligent efforts were in vain..." Mu Su stumbled back, looking to the sky sadly: "Love and righteousness - worth a thousand pieces of gold - go up to the mountain of knives! Go down to the sea of ​​fire! So why not -"

Ignoring the self-pitying Mu Su, Qianye continued to inquire about the details Wang Wen Wen Qie discovered.

After checking the magic circle and the corpse, Qianye asked players to enter the room one after another to try to identify the source of the traces, but unfortunately no one knew.

"We can copy it..." Wangwen Wenqie memorized the pattern of the magic circle and murmured to himself.

"But it's better not to do that, right?"

"Well, leave at least a quarter of the pattern copied." Wang Wen Wen Che suddenly heard a subtle rustling sound, and when he heard it, Mu Su pursed his lips and scribbled something on the paper with concentration on his face.

"Done!"

"What are you writing?" Wangwenwenqie suddenly felt a strong sense of uncertainty in his heart.

"It's a copy of the magic circle." Mu Su said, "Come on, praise me!" and waved his wits.

Wang Wenwen's eyes were about to burst, and he wanted to take back the paper. A figure rushed to Mu Su's side faster, pulled the paper away, and looked down at it.

"Tear it off!"

"No need..." Qianye said with a complicated expression.

Is it too late...?

Wangwen Wenqie's mood dropped and he took the paper handed over by Qianye.

There is a crooked oval pattern drawn on the paper, which looks like a smiling face.

Wang Wenwennqie observed carefully and squinted his eyes to blur his vision, but it was still difficult to find the similarities between this painting and the magic circle.

"Um……"

Looking at Mu Su who looked proud, Wang Wenwen asked and thought, maybe the ugly painting is a good thing?

Wangwen Wenqie took out the charcoal pencils he had sharpened with charcoal last night and copied the magic circle on the empty space on the paper.

Qianye asked other players to continue evacuating, at least they wouldn't be stuck in the corridor.

After watching, hearing, and asking, he described the sacrificial circle, Qianye looked for clues that might have been overlooked, and Mu Su wandered around the room with a pipe in his mouth, squatting down to measure the footprints from time to time, or opening up the wounds on the corpse to check, making it look like the real thing.

Mu Su looked around the death scene, his black eyes gradually narrowed...

"Their faces were calm, which is consistent with the fact that they died in their sleep. The corpses only had anatomical wounds from the chest to the abdomen. I think this was the direct cause of their death. The shape of the footprints was flat and wide... Watson, what did you think of?"

"It has big feet?" Tianmo answered.

"It's a flipper. The distance between the footprints is very short, indicating that the infiltrator came from the sea. It may have discovered us because we were fishing or other factors, and quietly slipped into Broken Mountain late at night, bypassing the guard posts and building entrances and exits in some way... I thought of it

, is this why the stone piles in the cave passage were opened..."

"Tianmo, take a few people who contributed to the nightmare and go to the cave again. Sputum, catch up with the people who left and ask them to check around the entrance of the cave and the shore."

Tianmo and Sticky Muscles looked at each other in surprise and quickly agreed to leave the room.

After they left to collect clues, Wang Wenwennqie, who was also describing and listening attentively, continued to whisper the analysis.

"The infiltrator climbed into the cave from the cliff side of the cave. After arriving at the auditorium, he dragged away the sleeping two people. Then he returned the same way, went around the cave from the other side, came to the room where the players discarded their internal organs, and hollowed out the internal organs for sacrifice.

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"But this is a bit roundabout. If the infiltrator can avoid alerting everyone, why not go directly through the auditorium to the room?" Wangwen Wenqie temporarily stopped copying and said.

The sketch has been completed, only the details are left to be added.

"I think this has something to do with the restrictions on infiltrators. It's like it could unknowingly sacrifice more people or even all of us, but it only takes away two."

"Is there anything special about these two people?" Wangwen Wenqie continued to describe the magic circle.

"No. None of them were in yesterday's fishing team. I have a bold guess..."

"What is it?" Peter Parker asked curiously.

"Exchange of equal value..."

Along with the whispers, the remaining people in the room subconsciously looked at the sacrificial circle - the blood stains proved that a pool of internal organs had been accumulated there.

"We dug out the fish's internal organs, and the infiltrators dug out the same internal organs. It may be the weight, it may be the value."

"What an amazing analysis... You're not a detective, are you?" Peter Parker couldn't help but exclaimed: "No wonder Qianye you have become our boss for no reason."

Qianye's cheeks were slightly red, and he shook his head slightly and said, "I'm just connecting the existing clues together. Maybe the reasoning is wrong."

"snort……"

Beside him, Mu Su sprayed out angrily from his nose, still holding his pipe in his mouth, and continued to pretend to inspect the scene.

Oh please, don’t you think it was Mu Su who said that?

"It's a pity that those two people didn't sleep in the game. Otherwise, at least we would know how it sneaked in. Instead of being like now where we don't know how many enemies there are or what the enemy's capabilities are."

When the description of looking, hearing and asking came to an end, Tianmo returned to the corridor and shook his head at his companions who were looking at him: "There are no clues..."

At the same time, the slimy and elastic tendons with a happy expression came running from the other end.

"Silt was found at the entrance of the cave and also on the coast!"

"Shall we go over there to see and hear about it?" Qianye turned to the latter.

"The drawing is done." Wang Wenqie folded the paper and put the charcoal pen and pen into his pocket.

"Wait a minute, what to do with their corpses?" Tianmo pouted at the two corpses in the corner.

The two corpses, with their heads lowered, their skin ashen, and their abdomens hollowed out, looked like two horror dolls.

"Stay..." After thinking for a while, Qianye changed his mind and said, "Take him out. If we find the source of the infiltrators, we may still be able to use this place as a base."

Taking the unlucky man's body with him, the players evacuated towards the cave entrance.

If the infiltrator came in through the entrance instead of the cave... then what was it that peeled off the rocks in the cave passage?

Qianye walked quickly, the breeze ruffling his hair, and thought silently.


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