Cannon fodder is a full-level boss

"So, this explains why there is information about programmers in the first world. In fact, it is not the theory of time that we had guessed before, but the fact that programmers enter this world. When entering the world, ‌all the ‌ memories have been captured by the things in this ‌ world, ‌ and appear as entities in this ‌ world, thus making the programmer ‌-"

"In this real world, it is only because of some problems that have occurred in the real world that the changes in Wushui Town have occurred. It is even very possible that even the name Wushui Town has changed. It’s not like the programmer said ‌ is the name of his wife’s hometown ‌, but like a virus implant, ‌ the memory is released ‌ and at the same time, a confusing ‌‌‌ memory enters ‌‌ "

"Yan Ling, you said that this is what you meant!"

As if Qin Jiao had found a key, the door was closed in front of him in an instant and then opened completely.

"‌, that's right."

Yan Ling looked at Qin Jiao and continued, "Perhaps in the last programmer world, because we thought of the clue of the police station, in this world, although yesterday, in the performance hall, There have been police officers, but I just asked, there is no police station in Wushui Town at all. "

"It's like a bug in a game that is directly eliminated."

Yan Ling found a direction sign and walked in the north direction.

"Since there is no police station, where are we going now? Is it the library?"

"Speaking of the library, this is actually a place with a huge amount of information. It's hard to say that this world's puzzles are hidden here." Qin Jiao said with excitement.

However, this time Yan Ling ignored Qin Jiao and walked forward silently.

Qin Jiao had some doubts on his face, but he still followed me obediently.

Then the two of them drove to a large house.

"here it is?"

Qin Jiao looked up at the big three-story house on the street and asked in confusion.

In fact, this house is too plain, no different from other houses in the surrounding area.

"Come in with me first." Yan Ling finally spoke.

"But we don't have the key..."

Before Qin Jiao finished speaking, Yan Ling raised his hand and pushed gently, and the door of the house was easily opened.

"this……"

Qin Jiao was silent for a moment, then finally said, "Now I really believe what you just said."

It is seven o'clock in the evening, which is considered to be nightfall. Normally, at this time, every household should have more or less people at home. However, although the lights in this house are brightly lit, it is still dark. Not one person.

Yan Ling walked up the stairs in the house and looked out the window. There was also no one in the neighboring houses.

"Where is this?" Qin Jiao's face was full of confusion.

"Fang Yunxin's home."

Yan Ling pushed open the door in front of him.

Qin Jiao opened his eyes wide, "What did you say? You said this is Fang Yunxin's home? But didn't you just say that this world is an illusion!"

Qin Jiao was almost confused.

"That's what the word ‌上‌ means."

This time Yan Ling didn't explain, but watching Yan Ling rummaging for things in the room, Qin Jiao seemed to suddenly wake up.

"I understand. Are you suspicious of Fang Yunxin?"

Yan Ling nodded and kept moving his hands.

As I said before, memories may become entities in this world, especially some inanimate things, like school, just like our original home. Just like placing ‌‌ things in our house.

And the things at home often contain a person's big secrets.

"Yan Ling, what do you think this is?"

Two people can work faster than one person, so Qin Jiao soon joined in the search.

In the bookcase, between the books, Qin Jiao suddenly found a piece of paper.

No, it should be a photo.

Qin Jiao took it out and took a look and found that it was a photo of Fang Yunxin and another girl. Judging from her appearance, Fang Yunxin should be about the same age as this girl.

"I remember Fang Yunxin said before that she had a sister, but because of a car accident a few years ago, her sister died on the spot."

"If my guess is correct, this should be Fang Yunxin's sister."

"It's not a car accident." Yan Ling said suddenly.

"What?" Qin Jiao looked surprised!

Yan Ling spread out the notebook in his hand, which should belong to Fang Yunxin.

"Sister Fang Yunxin did not go there because of a car accident, but because of school violence."

"Coincidentally, the five people involved in this school violence, no more, no less, happened to be Song Weiyu, Pu Siyuan, Cui He, Huang Wensong, and Yu Shuqing."

"Four of the five have already encountered unexpected events, and the last one..."

Qin Jiao was anxious, "Oh, Cui He said he had already returned to the hotel! According to Cui He's personality, he would definitely ask Fang Yunxin some questions alone. If Fang Yunxin is determined to do it, Cui He is in danger."

"Let's go back quickly!"

...

Cui He stepped back step by step.

"Fang Yunxin! What do you mean by this!"

Fang Yunxin smiled in the room, and her face was still the innocent smile that usually appeared on her face, but at this moment, in Cui He's eyes, it was as terrifying as a devil crawling out of hell.

Fang Yunxin raised the corners of her mouth, and the smile on her face became bigger and bigger, as if she saw something funny.

"Isn't my meaning very clear?"

"In this room, there are only you and me now, and today, I am the only one who can leave this room."

"As for you, you will be like Park Siyuan and Song Weiyu, inexplicably disappearing and inexplicably dying."

"No one will find you, and you will be forgotten by everyone!"

Fang Yunxin looked at her outstretched hand, and the smile on her face became bigger and bigger, as if something hot liquid was flowing out of her palm.

Cui He asked sternly, "Fang Yunxin, did you kill Song Weiyu and Park Siyuan?"

Fang Yunxin raised her head, not wanting this matter to be exposed. In fact, looking at Fang's unbelievable look, she felt even more refreshed.

"Strictly speaking, it's not me, but us."

When he said the second half of the sentence, Fang Yunxin's voice was like electromagnetic interference, with a strange accent.

Accompanying Fang Yunxin's words, it seemed like two people were talking to each other.

Cui He suddenly widened his eyes, and his usual calm demeanor collapsed in an instant.

He pointed at Fang Yunxin's hand, and his fingertips suddenly trembled.

"It's you, you're still alive!"