Putting the [Ability Polishing Agent] high on the shelf, under the silver light it shed, Lin Sanjiu carefully inspected the windproof suit inside and out.
The trademark and the washed label were so worn that I couldn't read a single word clearly. In the left pocket of the coat was a ball of moldy tissue and chewing gum wrapper. There was still some rust left on the paper, which was left by the small key.
In another pocket, she found an employee card in a plastic sleeve - the lanyard was broken, which seemed to be why it was put in her pocket.
Under the yellow plastic, there were a few vague words left on the employee card. The only ones she could vaguely make out were "service company", "member", and the word "profit" that seemed to be part of the name.
Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath and suddenly realized, "The deceased is not an evolved person at all!"
"No wonder I feel something is wrong..." She rubbed her eyebrows, and when she looked up at the warehouse, she felt as if everything was different: "What made me suspicious was not the things in the copy, but the things in the copy.
Something that should be there but isn’t.”
There are definitely more than one, if not hundreds, or thousands of evolvers who have died in this dungeon. However, the remains of the corpses left in the dungeon are only a handful of bones and hair - so what about the corpses of the other people?
Almost all the people who died in the dungeon disappeared from the dungeon. It is conceivable that this must have been done by the dungeon, because it did not require Lin Sanjiu to consider the previous evolvers. It dealt with all of them through some means
Of the corpses, only this few bones were left; combined with that hint, it was obvious that this pile of bones was a clue and was conveying a message to Lin Sanjiu.
"Someone died here."
Another message is conveyed through employee cards.
"The deceased was a man who was still working."
In that case, the time of death of the deceased is likely to be before the end of the world; even if it is later, I am afraid it will not be beyond the day of the end of the world - no one will wear a work badge and go to work faithfully after the end of the world.
"There are no necessary survival supplies here, and there is no domestic garbage left." Teacher Yi agreed, "So it is impossible for the deceased to use the warehouse as a refuge."
"He was a person who was killed in normal society." Lin Sanjiu stared at the knife edge on the back of his coat and raised his eyebrows: "Is this...a murder?"
"It can't be such a coincidence," Teacher Yi was full of suspicion, "The copy of the secret room happens to be the scene of the murder case?"
"The two must be related." Lin Sanjiu put down her coat and reached for the pair of jeans. As soon as she picked it up, there was a gentle clatter of metal, which made her startled.
She reached into her trouser pocket and took out a bunch of keys.
Either there are none, or there are so many after searching... When she collected the miscellaneous items for the first time, she didn't find the key hidden in her trouser pocket; it seems that as she progresses in cracking the secret room, new ones will emerge here.
clues.
"There are five," Lin Sanjiu counted, a little worried: "But how can we find the correct one among these keys?"
If there were door locks, she could try them one by one - but there wasn't even a door here.
Different from the previous thin small key, these five keys were all cylindrical, solid and heavy. The wire ring of the keychain was slightly loose and upward. Lin Sanjiu took out the small key and found that it could be put on it just right.
Go up; it seems that it may have fallen off the keychain and been put into the pocket by the owner.
"Let me sort it out..."
She looked at the keys, tissues, employee cards, and a windproof suit lying flat on the ground, and said while thinking: "Judging from the size of the clothes, he is about 1.75 meters tall, with a moderate to thin figure... As for
It’s hard to say age. Men who don’t care about their clothing taste will always dress the same no matter how old they are.”
"...The employee card in his pocket should also belong to the deceased. Appearing here with the employee card indicates that he may be working in this warehouse - does the word 'staff' refer to 'custodian'?
'Woolen cloth?"
After all, if he was a custodian, then a bunch of keys in his pocket would make sense. Lin Sanjiu had not forgotten that there was the same cement floor inside and outside the door frame; if this warehouse was just a room in a building
, then it’s not surprising that the same flooring is laid inside and outside the door. It also explains why the warehouse keeper has more than one key—all the warehouses in this building may need to be managed by him.
"The warehouse keeper who was stabbed to death in the warehouse..." She muttered to herself, "But why are the clothes so clean and there are no bones at all?"
Moreover, she remembered that the place where she found the clothes was in the deepest part of the warehouse; but the small pile of broken bones and human hair was found in the middle of the warehouse.
There are only two possibilities for the clothes and the remains being separated by such a long distance: first, the remains and the clothes do not belong to the same person; second, after the warehouse keeper died, his clothes were taken off and thrown into the deepest part of the warehouse.
.
... No matter how you think about it, the first one is more likely.
Lin Sanjiu frowned and pondered for a while, and finally sighed unwillingly - if she admitted that the clothes and bones did not belong to the same person, then her speculation just now would be completely in vain.
"Fortunately, I'm still very confident in this theory..." She muttered to herself and put the keys and employee tag into her trouser pocket. "Forget it, it seems we still have to start rebuilding the door.
——”
As soon as this idea came up, the silver light of the [Ability Polishing Agent] above my head suddenly flickered, as if a huge black shadow walked through the light. Then there was a thumping sound of something falling to the ground, and there was a cry.
Her whole body tensed up; her eyes hurriedly glanced around, and she breathed a sigh of relief: It turned out that a shelf near [Ability Polishing Agent] disappeared when the time limit expired. It should be this reason that caused the silver light to alternate between light and dark for a moment.
The reconstructed walls, shelves and goods were born around the same time. One shelf disappeared, indicating that the others were about to disappear. Lin Sanjiu called out the [Power of Description] and went through what should be described in his mind.
In detail, two more shelves disappeared.
"...Classmate Lin." Teacher Yi suddenly called her, her voice trembling slightly: "Lin Sanjiu."
"What?"
"I...I'm not sure, it's just...I seem to feel something. You, don't turn around yet."
Lin Sanjiu stopped moving and stood straight on the spot with his back stiff. "Pure Touch" was opened silently, but the copy was so quiet that even the air stopped flowing, like a body buried in
There was no movement at all inside the coffin deep underground.
"You...you take a step forward."
She did as she was told. The sound of the soles of her boots gently scraping against the floor was clear and loud in the dead silence.
Teacher Yi had no body, but at this moment he made a "gu" sound, as if he also swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Don't you have a mirror?" She asked in a weak voice, "I gave you a gift bag..."
Lin Sanjiu remained silent and silently called out a small round mirror. Holding the handle, she slowly lifted it up and looked behind her shoulder.
...After looking for angles several times, she finally saw it.
The place where the shelves used to be was now shrouded in shadow, just outside the silver light of [Ability Polishing Agent]. A humanoid shadow stood silently in the darkness, as if it had been soaked in cold sea water.
It's been the same for several months, and my whole body is glowing with a dead white color without a trace of warmth.
In the mirror, the figure lowered his head, his neck almost folded at 90 degrees with his chest. He buried his head deeply, his body facing a shelf, clinging tightly to it, as if he was being held captive.
It’s like standing up straight when being supported by a shelf.
"Go...to the left." Teacher Yi said tremblingly.
Holding her breath, Lin Sanjiu moved the mirror slightly.
The white-skinned figure revealed his long, bare limbs in the mirror. The white vest on his body had been stained by dirt and turned dark black. He only wore a pair of checkered boxer briefs, and his legs and feet were deeply hidden.
In the shadow.
He kept his posture leaning against the shelf, took a big step to the side, and got closer to Lin Sanjiu.