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Chapter 213: Death Town (5)

Complaints over.

What needs to be done still needs to be done.

When Qianye entered the bathroom with the intention of simply taking a bath for himself, he suddenly discovered that there were prepared work clothes and work IDs in the bathroom...

When thinking about whether Europe in this era has such a system of employee uniforms and work passes.

He has washed up and changed into clothes...

Go to the mirror next to the bed.

Qianye looked at himself in the mirror and felt that it was pretty good.

At least it looks more suitable to wear, and the system looks somewhat handsome.

"However, this world is a bit like my mother's world, where there are no indigenous people and the role is played as victims."

"The only difference is that people here retain their own memories, which is different from assimilation..."

When Qianye walked downstairs.

The reminder written on that piece of paper kept coming to mind.

For example, he can't tell other people his own story...

Only when he returned to the tavern.

The scene in front of him left him in a daze.

Inside the tavern.

It’s different from the deserted appearance yesterday.

It's like a different place here.

I don’t know where the cobwebs and dust have gone...

Those old abandoned dining tables and chairs.

Now it has become as new as ever.

The light bulb hanging above the head slightly emits a charming pale yellow light...

"What's going on?"

"Has it been renovated? Or renovated?"

The layout is the same as yesterday.

This made Qian Yeluo doubt his own memory.

After just one sleep, the tavern changed from an extremely deserted situation to a beautiful atmosphere.

There are a few guests occasionally.

Still sitting there holding a glass of wine, chatting with his friends.

Qianye's eyes moved towards the front desk.

He found that Feng Li, whom he had met before, was already on duty with a certificate, as if he was a professional in this place and was seriously entertaining customers.

Li Jinwei stood at the door, acting as his security guard.

besides.

There are also several staff members Qianye has never seen before, walking around in the tavern...

"Do you adapt so quickly? Or..."

In order to prevent this world from being like my mother's world, everyone's memories will be reorganized.

Qianye walked slowly to the front desk, intending to confirm whether his guess was accurate.

"What's wrong? Mr. Chino?"

Feng Li greeted Qianye politely.

A standardized professional smile, as if she had been working here for a long time.

Qianye observed that there was no one else around him.

He stretched out his right hand and lightly knocked on the desk at the front desk, asking in a low voice: "You still remember what happened last night, right? That cruise ship."

Hear the words.

Feng Li nodded.

But there were some questions in her eyes. I don't know why Qianye asked this.

"It's okay, just remember."

Get the answer.

Qianye didn't wait any longer.

Since everyone still has their own memories, it should be that they, like me, have received arrangements to work seriously on the letter paper.

Turn around.

Qianye also came to his own post.

He didn't know what the prompt written on the letter asked them to do, but for now it seemed that it was better to follow it...

Everyone did it.

Then if he chooses to violate it.

If something unexpected happens, it will be totally worth the loss.

Try to put on a smile like Feng Li's.

Qianye stood at the door like a door god, preparing to start the day of his new job...

After dropping out of school, he made a living by writing novels.

This is one of the few jobs he has experienced.

Um.

Boring, boring.

There is no way to raise any interest...

This is the daily routine of security work.

After standing at the door for two hours, Qianye felt that her legs and feet were very sore, so she had to find an excuse to hide in the toilet and take a rest...

"Standing like a fool, not everyone can do this kind of work."

On the toilet.

Qianye rubbed his sore legs and couldn't understand how some people in the real world persisted for ten or eight years in a job that was very grueling, like a knife cutting into people's patience.

He felt that if he stayed in this kind of place for a long time.

I'm afraid everyone can be made stupid...

"As a security guard, can I really encounter any main plot? Or am I just here to make soy sauce?"

Qianye was a little skeptical.

This invitation meeting was obviously different from what An Gui had told him before.

The information I have received cannot be completely trusted.

Next.

He still has to dig deep into most things himself...

For example, there is indeed such a thing as plot in this world, and there should be a main plot.

Otherwise we would have summoned so many people.

And the poster he saw on the wall before seemed meaningless...

"But how do we get into the main plot?"

Qianye hammered her sore waist again, thinking about what she should do in the next month.

Since it is a horror world.

Then something unusual should happen.

It can’t be said that this invitational meeting is purely for him to come on vacation and experience life...

"trouble."

Sighed.

Qianye stood up and prepared to return to his post.

It was really hard for him to imagine how he would get in touch with the main line given his position and status...

But if you really can’t think of it.

Then there's nothing to think about.

Just take it as it comes, take it one step at a time...

The content on the letter said that he was required to complete today's work, but that the letter might not arrange something else for him in two days.

Qianye found out silently.

I've been sighing a lot lately...

It's all because of this kind of ghost thing, which tortures people's brain nerves.

only.

Just when Qianye was about to push open the bathroom partition door, he suddenly heard someone rushing in.

The compartment door that I was about to push open also held firm...

Qianye leaned on the door panel and listened to the man's movements.

He is not a pervert.

He also knew that some people rushed into the toilet in such a hurry.

The most likely reason is that I can't hold it in any longer and want to release it quickly.

What made Chino stop.

It was because he found out that the person who rushed in was a girl...

There was the sound of her breathing when she came in.

"Is there a story? Or did you just go to the wrong toilet?"

in this world.

Qianye didn't want to miss any detail.

When he doesn't know anything, whenever something strange happens, he wants to understand...

And after the girl rushed into the toilet.

By chance, the other party happened to enter the cubicle next to Qianye.

Qianye tried his best to keep quiet so as not to disturb the other party, so he just leaned against the wooden board and listened carefully...

The girl next door locked the door.

She has no movements to go to the toilet.

Instead, he seemed to be rummaging around for something on his body, rustling, and sounded a little nervous.

moment.

There was a sound of a match sliding.

Then the girl exhaled heavily...

It was as if she had done something outrageous and shameful, and the tension in her heart relaxed at this moment.

A few more seconds passed.

There was a commotion in the pub outside the toilet.

The girl who hid in the cubicle seemed to be affected by the sound and didn't care about anything else. She ran out of the cubicle in a panic, and the sound of footsteps gradually became distant.

Wait until the girl leaves.

Qianye then opened the door in front of him.

He came to the door of the compartment where the girl had just entered and looked inside.

"Sure enough, just like what I heard just now, she is burning something."

There is a piece of paper burning rapidly in the compartment.

Qianye went up without hesitation and crushed it with both feet.

fine.

Since the burning time was not long and there were some urine stains on the toilet floor, only about one-fifth of the paper was burned.

Qianye didn't dislike it.

Just randomly picking up something unrelated, bending down on the ground to pick up the paper...

"Okay, there are really words on it."

"It's not private, is it?"

Qianye flattened the paper and found that what was written on it was a conversation between two people.

He was a little puzzled.

I don’t know why a conversation is recorded on a piece of paper...

Except for the burned location, the rest of the content is as follows:

"Miss Letteri, I am really happy to meet you. I have no intention of deceiving you. I may not be a good person in the eyes of others, but I am sincere to you."

"Mr. Brown, there is no need to do this. I have said it from the beginning that I work for you only to make money. I like this job very much, so I don't want it to become so complicated."

"Work is work, and people are people... Everyone has ideas, and everyone is an animal who knows how to think. You can rest assured that I will not do anything to disturb your work."

"But, I think this is good, isn't it?"

"Don't be like this...I need you very much."

"Mr. Brown, you are going too far."

"No, you can't understand this feeling... Do you understand? Since my wife passed away, I really feel like I have fallen into darkness, as if I have lost myself and become a walking zombie. Until

It was only with your appearance that I was pulled out of that abyss... It's a pity that I can't write love words, and you will never understand my feelings."

"...Is this a matter of love words?"

"Really, Miss Letteri, I really hope you can stay. Even though I know everything about you and know everything about you, I still like you."

"You investigated me? Brown, you did this to me?"

"I'm sorry, I know these things about you. Don't feel any psychological burden. I'm not the pervert you think... You know, I have always been an insecure person. People around me will be wary and want to kill

I have too many people.”

"So? Okay, this is your reason, and then what? Now that you know this, what are you going to do? Are you going to threaten me with this once I want to leave?"

"Although it's embarrassing to say, this is the simplest way..."

"(Sound of Laitli slamming a glass)"

...

The content of the conversation ends here.

The sound of the cup slamming enclosed in parentheses at the end was also recorded exactly the same on the paper.

After reading this, Qianye probably understands.

The reason why the conversation was written down is that it was most likely a bugged conversation.

Otherwise, the final detailed description would not appear...

"Xianlili."

Qianye combed through the contents in his mind.

Start simulating the story on the paper from beginning to end.

"The general situation is that this man named Brown hired this woman named Letteri, and then he fell in love with her."

"It's just that the man's way of expression was too rough...perhaps too perverted, which made Letteri unable to accept it. Of course, this does not rule out the fact that Brown himself is ugly and unacceptable."

"On the surface, Brown lost his wife. It may be some kind of bloody you look like my dead wife kind of plot, and he was madly in love with Letteri."

"Lateli refused very simply, without Green Tea's boomerang. She made her attitude clear from the beginning..."

Chino narrowed his eyes.

I have already created a scene in my mind of a fat, short, ugly and slovenly man holding an exquisite wine glass on a date and lovingly saying his confession to a beautiful woman.

"It's a pity that Brown has something wrong with his mind."

"The way of stalking after being rejected is actually using threats..."

Chino's eyes glanced at the column where Brown said, "There are too many people who want to kill me."

There were thoughts and doubts in his eyes.

"Is this kind of man wanted to be killed because of gambling? Or is it because his personality offends too many people?"

"The sound of a glass crashing means that Letteri is angry."

"I deliberately recorded this close-up. It is most likely that some kind of accident occurred after the sound of the cup being thrown..."

Qianye smacked his lips.

He is good at writing novels and stories.

Subconsciously, I already had a rather dramatic inference.

"Or, the two of them are not dating outside, but at home."

"After being reminded of the possibility of a threat, since this conversation was monitored, from the perspective of the two of them, they both thought that the other person was the only one in the room."

"Lateli got furious and killed Brown, perhaps intentionally or accidentally..."

The reasoning part is logical.

It also makes sense.

After all, there was a woman who just wanted to burn the paper in a panic.

It is even very possible that the woman was Letteri. After she suddenly discovered that she was being watched, she got this piece of paper and then wanted to destroy everything that could be used as evidence.

In order to prevent the murder incident from being exposed...

However, after Qianye looked at it horizontally and vertically, he always felt that there was something wrong with drawing such a conclusion in this article.

Although there is logic and a story, it always feels like something is weird...

It's like I didn't notice any details.

"By the way, two characters appear here."

"Lately and Brown..."

"If we follow the rules of the invitational meeting, then these two roles are played by two of the victims."

"If Letteri really kills Brown."

"That means one victim actually killed another victim..."

"It's just role-playing."

"There should be no need to kill another person because of the plot."

In thoughts.

Qianye suddenly remembered something.

His eyes lit up slightly.

"That letter...that letter that would ask someone to do something."

"Is it possible that the letter contained a plot in which Letteri must kill Brown?"

"So it's obviously just role-playing, but she has to do it? Otherwise, she will die?"

He came to the conclusion that the letter paper might arrange for the victims to kill each other.

Qianye felt as if everything made sense.

After all, An only said it.

The invitational party is an elimination game.


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