With the death of Lin Guoyun, the rain was the first to stop.
The night gradually became lighter, like black coffee diluted by water, becoming lighter and lighter a little bit, and finally turned into a gray mist; the streets of Hong Kong, the background of the 1980s, and the square old cars all dispersed like mist.
Disappeared from sight.
After the game ended, Lin Sanjiu found herself standing in a square gray cement room.
This room is only about ten square meters in size, which makes people feel puzzled - could all the running, escaping, and fighting just now be done in such a small room? The room is dimly lit, and if it weren't for the door in front
It was wide open, revealing the sky and the desert outside, but it was dark in front of me because there was not even a light here.
Under such light, the cement room seemed empty at first. But when she looked around, she suddenly saw a human-shaped shadow lying in the dark corner. She didn't know how long she had been lying there.
Not moving, she couldn't help but be startled - she and Brother Tudou were not the only guests in this house.
Holding back her surprise and taking a closer look, Lin Sanjiu discovered that it was the corpse of a young man she had never seen before. Apart from the corpse spots all over his body, judging from his facial features, he was quite elegant and handsome; however,
But the appearance of his death was unbearable to look at - his clothes and pants were torn to pieces, revealing a large area of pale naked body, with blood stains on his lower body; there was also a leather rope tied around his neck, which seemed to be an insult.
was strangled to death in the process.
Lin Sanjiu quickly looked away and felt her stomach churn. She clearly didn't know this person, but she still couldn't help but a clear anger surged in her veins. There seemed to be something blocking her chest, and she wanted to get it.
Fire destroyed this copy.
She didn't want to think about what happened to him. If nothing else happened, he must be the young evolver that the old guard said. But not only had Lin Sanjiu never seen him, she also didn't know which killer he was killed by.
Dead: Neither Jack the Ripper nor the Rainy Night Butcher have the habit of violating and killing male victims——
"The passage is closed,"
Just when Lin Sanjiu was filled with doubts, Brother Tudou's voice suddenly rang out, calling her to turn around - the brother who had almost fainted just now had the bruises on his face faded and returned to normal. He seemed to be concerned about the people around him.
He didn't care much about the people or the corpses. He just groped the cement wall and said while searching: "It seems that I guessed it right. This space does have a mezzanine structure -"
His younger brother squatted down next to him, knocked on the wall for a while, and asked, "Where is the monitor that was buried before? Why can't I seem to find it?"
"I can't find it either. I suspect that they exited together with the previous scenes in London and Hong Kong. This is a bit unexpected... I think this definitely shows that there is a mezzanine space here."
"Will the data still be sent back?"
"You will only know if you go back and take a look."
As soon as the copy ended, the two people seemed to be possessed. They didn't even look at Lin Sanjiu, and they didn't care about her whereabouts. They just knocked around in the cement house and checked every corner. Lin Sanjiu tried his best to
Quietly retreat to the door and quietly listen to their conversation.
"Why are the scenes in London and Hong Kong connected this time?" The younger brother squatted on the ground, as if he was in some kind of melancholy. "Aren't we just trying to connect Wisconsin and Illinois?"
"Perhaps once the connection point between the two mezzanine spaces is destroyed, it will cause a chain reaction." The elder brother looked around, his eyes met Lin Sanjiu, and passed without any fluctuation.
, it seems that as soon as the dungeon is over, she has no value, and it doesn’t matter whether she is there or not. "It seems that we did get through those two scenes at that time. I am curious, now that we have got through, how did the girl come from Wisconsin?"
Escaped alone?"
"Yes, it stands to reason that as soon as the scene is completed, she will enter the scary clown situation in Illinois just like us. Then even if the skinned killer over there is caught, she will not be able to get out." Brother.
He rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "Maybe the mezzanine that separated the two spaces hadn't been completely destroyed at that time. Although the three of us entered Illinois, she still stayed in Wisconsin..."
Their conversation involved a large number of complicated and unfamiliar nouns and details. Even if Lin Sanjiu listened attentively, this huge amount of information flowed away from her ears quickly like water, and she could not even remember it, let alone
Not to mention understanding; however, judging from the details captured, she vaguely felt that there were already several vague puzzle pieces in her mind, as if a complete picture would soon be formed.
When the brothers fell silent and seemed to be thinking about something, Lin Sanjiu took this opportunity and walked out of the door.
The wind wrapped the yellow sand and blew against her skin; through the white mist above her head, the skylight was still so strong that she could not open her eyes. She still came out of the same bungalow, but obviously the "bungalow" had been changed to another one.
The location was no longer the same place where Lin Sanjiu met the copy - because she looked around and found that she was now on the edge of the desert; on the horizon ahead, the shadow of a forest was vaguely revealed.
The old gatekeeper didn't change. He stood at the door with his hands tied, and even said hello to her: "...It's over? Is it fun?"
The next second, he was grabbed by the collar and thrown out, and fell heavily to the ground with a thud.
"Fuck you," Lin Sanjiu's every word was an angry nail, literally hitting the old man's dry face: "Tell me, what is going on? Didn't you tell me earlier?"
Have you gathered just four evolvers?"
Judging from the conversation between the two brothers just now, they have indeed been in this copy for a while, and have also experienced the historical fragments of four serial killers: the Skinned Killer of Wisconsin, the Terror Clown of Illinois,
Jack the Ripper in London and The Butcher on a Rainy Night in Hong Kong.
If there were not four people at the beginning, the Potato Brothers would not be able to enter at all, so there were indeed four people in this dungeon at the beginning: in addition to the brothers, there are also two evolvers, a male and a female. The man among them
Died, died miserably; another girl escaped alone from the "Wisconsin" killer segment - although the Wisconsin murderer was caught, the game was not over yet due to the manipulations of the Potato Brothers.
Taking the remaining three people into the next killer segment.
"Hey, don't hit me," the old man rolled over quickly and raised his arms to protect his head and face. "What's wrong with you? I'm not lying to you. It was four people who gathered together in the last round of the game... I
I don’t know what happened, but after the ‘Skinned Killer Experience’ ended, only one evolver came out. I think the remaining three people must have wanted to continue participating in the next game, so I asked you to come in...”
"How many historical fragments of serial killers are there in one round of the game?"
"How many more can there be? One is enough! This is an experience game after all, and it's not dangerous -"
He didn't seem to know that Brother Tudou had already cleared up the historical segments of different killers; after the Skinned Killer experience was completed, the remaining three players had actually entered the next segment, and naturally they would not come out with the girl.
Lin Sanjiu snorted and said coldly: "When you go to collect the body, tell the body that it's not dangerous."
Unexpectedly, when the old man heard this, he turned over and sat up, arguing: "Although someone died this time, the game itself is not dangerous, and the player has no direct relationship with the killer-"
"That's true,"
Lin Sanjiu was about to speak out when the voice of Brother Tudou came from behind Leng Buding. Their voices were very similar. She didn't realize it was her brother who was speaking until she turned around. His round eyes were looking straight at Lin San.
Liquor walked over with his brother: "——The dead man you saw happened to know who the 'scary clown' was, so he wanted to report the crime. But we couldn't let the game end, so we tricked him to the location of the murderer.
He just died. We obviously buried him so that no one would find him, but we didn't expect that the undiscovered bodies would come out with us."
Lin Sanjiu suddenly felt a chill on her body, and a fire lit up again - but before she could react, the younger brother turned to the old man and said, "We still want to participate in the next round of the game, what should we do now?"
"It's easy to handle. Just wait for two more people to come and the game can begin." The old man stood up quickly and patted the dust happily - the replica creature could only repeat the same thing day after day in its own orbit.
It may not even occur to you that this copy has been destroyed.
"What else are you going to do?" Seeing them turning towards the door, Lin Sanjiu finally couldn't bear it any longer. While shouting angrily, she already held the [Recorder] card in one hand.
Brother Tudou ignored her.
"The tickets are still the same as last time. Please give me two white things and you can go in and wait." The old gatekeeper rubbed his hands and said.
"You want it again?" The elder brother was surprised and asked the younger brother: "...Do you have anything white on you?"
"Only socks," the younger brother responded, immediately sat on the ground and took off the shoe and sock on one foot.
The old man guarding the door didn't seem to be planning to take the two hot socks with his own hands. He turned around and took out a box from the door. He opened the box and just said half of "Just put it here-", only to see something in front of him.
Flowers, and then there was a thud, which startled him and took two steps back in a hurry, and then he saw clearly what happened.
The two brothers seemed to have suddenly lost control of their bodies. They fell straight to the ground with their hands and feet like two wooden stakes. Except for a pair of eyes that occasionally blinked once or twice, they could not even open their mouths to speak.
The old gatekeeper turned around again, and Lin Sanjiu was standing not far away, holding a tape recorder in his hand - the volume of the tape recorder was turned down low. At this time, it seemed that she had just finished saying something and was "popped" by her.
It clicked with a click.
The hot wind rolled over the desert, and for a moment it was so quiet that the only sound was the rustling of yellow sand from the roof.
Lin Sanjiu himself was a little surprised that he could hit the "god" so easily.
Taking a breath, she took two steps and quickly found two ropes in the card library - [Pygmalion Collar] The effective duration of all skills used depends on the potential value; she doesn't know
Based on your own potential, how long can you trap the opponent, so you must seize the time.
Carrying the rope and walking over, Lin Sanjiu glanced at the old gatekeeper - the latter was holding the box with his mouth and lid open, as if he was too surprised to react.
Just when she was about to tell him to do what he should do, she lowered her head, glanced from the box, and stopped immediately.
The box contained all kinds of white items, which were obviously the tickets collected since the beginning of the dungeon. Her white towel with the name of the hotel written on it was also listed. However, this was not the only one.
Another identical towel, with the same hotel name written on it, but it looked a little dirty, was quietly placed aside.
