Cub Keeper

Mijuan was silent.

He listened to what Aozen said in his ear, but he was secretly anxious in his heart.

He didn't think that he didn't find any identity, and he didn't know what identity he was.

They all have it!

Is he really that little rabbit? But when I came in, didn't I say that the little rabbit had a memory?

Thinking of this, Mijuan is very sure that she is definitely not a little rabbit, and she has no memory of these clues.

Then this situation is likely to be replaced by someone.

After Mi Li had this knowledge, her face became even more ugly.

I don't know what to say now.

All thanks to that "little rabbit".

As soon as he thought of this, he looked around, and now he felt that all the people at the scene might be "little rabbits"!

The real little rabbit, Lu Yao, doesn't look sideways, she looks like four rabbits, she is very confident.

After all, no one except herself has found out that the four rabbits are male rabbits.

Lu Yao felt at ease and continued to fish in troubled waters.

At this time, everyone took out the diary in the second rabbit room.

This is a locked diary that looks very old.

He Lanjia took the diary handed over by Gu Yu, put it in her hand and looked at it repeatedly, and then said, "This is a 4-digit password, do you have any ideas?"

Gu Yu looked at the diary, and suddenly Fuzhi thought of the diary that appeared in what looked like a studio outside.

The first page of the notepad had four numbers written on it.

Gu Yu frowned, trying to recall what the four numbers were.

Finally, he had a flash of inspiration, the palm of his right hand was flat, and his left hand clenched a fist into the palm of his right hand, and said suddenly, "Try 1812."

Helanjia obviously also thought of the meaning of this string of numbers, so listening to Gu Yu's words, entered the four numbers 1812 on the password side of this notebook.

As expected, a click was heard, and the password book was opened.

This is a private diary.

The only orcs and humans present were Aoshu and Daxiong, and I still didn't understand what 1812 meant.

The big bear is very witty and silent, wanting to hear everyone's explanation.

But Aozen obviously couldn't hold it in anymore, he scratched his red hair and asked as if he was out of the situation.

Audi: "So what exactly is 1812?"

Meath is the best-tempered orc here.

He stretched out the index finger of his right hand and rubbed his eyebrows, a little helpless: "It's the date written on the experimental recorder outside. It was established in January 1812."

Aozi had a sudden realization, so he said, "Does this information mean that the owner of the experiment notebook outside and this diary are the same rabbit?"

"Possible, but not entirely certain."

It wasn't Mies who answered Aozen's question, but An Luoyu next to Mies.

They have been in this haunted house game copy for too long, everyone is a little sleepy, and the flexibility of their minds is not as clear as when they first came in.

So An Luoyu stretched out his hand and rubbed his temple in order to refresh himself before explaining: "Because the number 1812 is in it, it is a recorded number at a point in time, everyone can use it, It's a public message."

"So there is no way to guarantee whether it is the same rabbit."

Ao Zhe nodded in understanding, and he was about to be tortured by these cloudy clues.

He crossed his hands and put his hands on the back of his head. He sincerely hoped that he would not come here again next time and play a decryption game.

For the fighting race Katamon, using the brain is more uncomfortable than using the physical strength.

Aozou: "I hope you won't let me play this again next time."

An Luoyu: "Huh?"

An Luoyu is a little puzzled. He actually thinks this is quite fun. He is constantly searching for evidence and self-thinking to find the truth. He really likes this kind of game.

After all, there are very few games like this in Interstellar.

Especially in the race of Orcs, which focuses on personal combat ability, this game that relies too much on brain power is almost extinct, and it is not bad to have such a game occasionally.

While An Luoyu, Mies and Aozhe were still walking slowly.

Lu Yao and Helanjia have already walked in the front, and they have guessed everyone's identities.

Lu Yao is the "little rabbit" this time.

Her mission is different from the orcs present, she is to find the real murderer who killed her.

But after receiving the certificate for so long, Lu Yao only found the motive to kill herself in the fourth and second rabbits, but the other rabbits did not show it at all.

She stopped and thought, she must have lost some important clues.

Helanjia looked at Lu Yao's thinking, and walked to Lu Yao's side, as if she opened her mouth inadvertently, sharing her thoughts with her companions.

Helanjia: "In fact, our thinking is wrong. Maybe not all rabbits want the little rabbit to die."

"Six rabbits, for example."

Lu Yao heard Helanjia's voice and turned her head to look at him.

The slightly dark and dark eyes looked particularly gentle under the warm light, and Helanjia slightly opened her thin lips, and then said: "He just wanted to make The bunny is just happy."

Lu Yao turned her head noncommittally, in the storyline she got, all the rabbits were full of murderous intent towards themselves.

The bunny is not happy.

That's for sure.

Lu Yao took the diary in Helanjia's hand and continued to watch it carefully.

Most of the previous diaries can be compared with experimental data, and are not logical and organized, but after 1815, the personal style in this diary is more intense.

The whole character of the second rabbit is full of paranoia, he seems to regard the little rabbit as his personal property.

"In December, 1815, the big rabbits are so stupid, they obviously have such good materials, why not use it to control all the species in the forest? A little bit of your original intention can control the entire forest."

"We only need to save the blood of the little rabbit, make it into a potion and spread it throughout the forest, no one will attack us again, we will be the gods who dominate them ."

"In February, 1816, the little rabbit wanted to escape from here, but I joined other rabbits and told him that there were wild beasts outside the forest, and she would die as soon as she went out."

"Poor little rabbit, that's how you trust us."