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538 Foggy London

 After walking on the desert for a whole day, Lin Sanjiu finally reluctantly admitted something.

...she is lost.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she suddenly felt weak. She lost the strength to walk any further and sat down on the ground. Through the fabric of her pants, she could clearly feel the burning on her skin.

The yellow sand was very hot at first and then gradually became hot.

After catching her breath and taking a sip of the mineral water in her hand, Lin Sanjiu raised her head again and looked around - although she had done this action countless times in the past day.

Two days ago, she escaped from the mountains and forests with Bohemia. Not long after escaping, she came to this desert. Logically speaking, the mountains and forests should not be far away, at least at the end of her sight, the desert

There should be some faint shadows of mountains on the horizon.

However, the terrain of God’s love simply makes no sense at all.

She walked for a long time in the direction where she and the gift bag were separated from her in her memory. Wherever she looked, there was still only yellow sand, and there was no trace of mountains and forests. In fact, even if she suddenly stepped into the sea, I am afraid that Lin San

The wine will not be surprised at this time.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, although Ji Shanqing was not found, he did not see any miracle.

There is nothing in the desert except yellow sand. Without the foundation to feed flesh people and carve statues of gods, naturally there will be no gods. Li Bao is so smart, maybe he will discover this and go into the desert to hide...?

Lin Sanjiu thought about it for a while and felt that this possibility was not impossible. After resting for a while, she felt that she had accumulated some strength, so she stood up again and walked in a random direction.

The dust in the air seemed to have sucked away all the moisture from the human body. Even if she drank bottle after bottle of water, she could not extinguish the dry and itchy smoke in her throat. Her skin was scratched by the gravel and soaked in sweat.

, it felt so uncomfortable that it felt like I had sunk dozens of kilograms. The longer I walked, the more people wished I could break free from this body to feel relaxed.

After walking and stopping all afternoon, just when Lin Sanjiu was tired and low on energy, she happened to climb over a sand dune - at this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and the white mist above her head became gray again;

\In the unclear sky, she looked up and was slightly startled.

Underneath the sand dune, a group of white-painted brick houses stood.

The brick house is flat and flat, with brand-new paint, and not even a single spot eroded by sand. It consists of several rooms connected together, and it doesn’t look much like a private house—in fact, it has no architectural style at all, even if

To say it is a public toilet is not an exaggeration.

His eyes fell on the brick house. Lin Sanjiu didn't move, just squatted down, looked at the brick house from a distance and sighed.

How could there be a brick house in such a desert?

...She didn't need to get closer or take a second look. She just took a quick glance and guessed: this must be a copy.

"There is no time to enter the dungeon now," Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, patted the sand on her body and stood up - she was still about a hundred meters away from the brick house at this time. If she didn't want to enter the dungeon, she should just

Just go around it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she got up and before she took a step forward, she heard a sudden greeting from behind her: "Oh, are you passing by?"

Damn it, I was "caught" by this copy after all - Lin Sanjiu cursed in his mind and turned his eyes warily.

A dry-looking old man wearing a straw hat stood silently at the door. At this time, he stretched his head and looked at her. He held a cattail leaf fan in one skinny arm and fanned himself one by one.

Windy.

"Girl, are you passing by too?" Perhaps because Lin Sanjiu didn't answer, he asked again.

Lin Sanjiu didn't say a word, just nodded and took two steps back.

"Come in and take a look," the old man's voice was dry and hoarse, and he pointed at the door with his fan eagerly: "...It's fate that I can pass by here. Come in and take a look. I guarantee it will be interesting. The tickets are not expensive."

She had seen a lot of copies, but she had never seen one begging people to come in like this - Lin Sanjiu raised an eyebrow in confusion: "This... what kind of place is this?"

The old man looked like a tour guide at a dilapidated tourist attraction. Hearing this, he sighed and said: "Inside this house is a 'famous serial murder experience game'. I promise you, it's really fun! Alas,

No one has passed by this place for a long time, so it’s very difficult to gather a few guests for a tour.”

Yes, the evolver was either captured by the gods or killed, so he probably wouldn't have a chance to enter the dungeon - Lin Sanjiu shook his head at him and walked away.

"Hey, this game is very interesting. It's not dangerous, and the tickets are not expensive!" The old man hurriedly took a few steps, stopped a few meters away from the brick house, and couldn't walk any further - the replica creature, probably

They cannot be too far away from the copy.

"... Just take pity on me for once. It took a lot of effort to get three guests here today, and now there is only one left before we can start the tour. If you don't come, they will all leave..."

"Three guests are here?" Lin Sanjiu was startled and stopped. "What kind of guests are they?"

Seeing that she didn't continue walking, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up and his tone became warmer: "...the first few guests were all male guests, all young, in their twenties and thirties. Two of them came together.

The other one looks younger than them, and looks gentle..."

Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but glance at the masonry building, as if she could penetrate the wall and see clearly whether the person inside was Ji Shanqing. The gift bag looked gentle, and she said it was a boy or a girl.

Everyone has it. It’s possible that this old man admitted his mistake...

After thinking for a while, she finally sighed and walked down the sand dune.

Even though she knew that the hope was not too great, she still had to go in and take a look. The entrance and exit of the dungeon might not be the same, and she might not be able to wait for those people to come out.

"In that case, I'll go in and take a look." Just in case, Lin Sanjiu had already held the [combat item] in his hand, "You just said that you still need to charge an entrance fee?"

"Yes," the old man seemed to be unable to believe his good luck and said with a smile: "But it's not expensive, not expensive at all! It costs almost nothing."

The brick house looked unremarkable, even boring. Lin Sanjiu stood at its glass door and asked suspiciously: "...What do you mean by not expensive?"

"As long as you give me something white."

This is interesting - Lin Sanjiu took out a white towel from the card library, and she had as much of it as she wanted: "Is this okay?"

"Okay, okay!" The old man took the towel, pushed open the glass door for her first, and welcomed Lin Sanjiu in; there was no light on inside, only a dark and cool darkness, and she could vaguely see that this was a

The hall is the same as the outside, lackluster.

The hall is not large, and there are posters hanging one after another on the wall. The content cannot be clearly seen. In the weak green light of the indicator light, a door with "Entrance" written on it stands silently at the other end of the hall.

.

"Didn't I say there are three more people?"

"Yes, after you enter through this entrance, you can see the other three tourists." The old man's speech suddenly became smoother, as if he had already said the following introduction many times: "This one

The murder experience game is very safe, and the backgrounds are all based on real murder cases that have happened in the world. After you enter, you will be randomly assigned to a role in the murder case together with several other tourists. Of course, you

You will definitely not be assigned the role of the murderer - after all, we are still waiting for you to catch the murderer."

While listening to him, Lin Sanjiu came to the door marked "Entrance". She stopped and asked, "Does the murderer have to be caught to end the game?"

"No, no, if you can't catch it, won't this game be over?" The old man cherished the white towel in his hand and said with a smile: "Actually, this is just an experience game, you can do whatever you want in it -

Protect the victim, catch the murderer, go sightseeing, or even eat and drink... it all depends on what you like."

"Then how can we end the game?"

"When the murderer is caught, or calms down and stops committing crimes, the game will naturally end. The course of events in the game is consistent with history. Even if you and others fail to catch the murderer, it will not be affected.

"

As he spoke, the old man opened the door for Lin Sanjiu.

"You haven't told me yet, what kind of murder case-"

Lin Sanjiu still had a lot of questions that she wanted to ask clearly before going in, so she used one hand to hold the door; but she didn't expect that as soon as the door opened, a gust of cool wind blew up to her face, like a very strong rope.

He grabbed her waist and rolled her in - with her strength, she didn't have the slightest resistance, and she stumbled into the dim air behind the door.

Vaguely, there was a "boom" as the door was being closed from behind her - Lin Sanjiu steadied her feet quickly, looked around, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Thin raindrops filled the sky and earth, turning this dark blue morning into a hazy state. The stone road was not smooth, and there were pools of shallow water. Under the water, there was mud and dust. Even though it was wet and cold,

, the air was still filled with a faint smell of sulfur; through the thick smoke, on the narrow walkway separated by European-style buildings, it took a while to vaguely see a carriage passing by in the distance.

She heard a splash of water not far away, and three figures approached from the side and stood beside her. Lin Sanjiu turned her head sharply, but was immediately enveloped in disappointment.

Among these three tourists, there is no Ji Shanqing.

"Where...where is this?" A tall and long man turned his eyes in confusion; beside him was a man who looked very similar to him, but was a head shorter and younger.

Version of how old they are - both of them have irregular faces like potatoes, they look like they should be brothers.

"This is London, England, in the 19th century."

Another young man beside them said softly. As if he noticed Lin Sanjiu's gaze, this gentle-looking young man immediately lowered his head uncomfortably and said in a thinner voice: "...Accurately.

Say, I guess it should be 1888...the year when Jack the Ripper lived."


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