Doomsday Wonderland

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Putting the [Ability Polishing Agent] high on the shelf, Lin Sanjiu carefully inspected the windproof suit inside and out in the silver light it shed.

The trademark and wash mark were so worn that not a single word could be read clearly. In the left pocket of the coat, there was a ball of moldy tissues and chewing gum wrappers. 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 the pocket.

Under the yellow plastic, there were a few vague words left on the employee card. The only words 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. Things that should be there but aren’t.”

If not hundreds or thousands of evolvers who have died in this copy, there must be more than one. However, the remains of the corpses left in the dungeon were only a handful of bones and hair - so what about the other corpses?

Almost all of the people who died in the dungeon disappeared from the dungeon. It was conceivable that this must have been done by the dungeon, because it did not require Lin Sanjiu to consider the previous evolvers. It disposed of all the corpses through some means, but left only this few bones. Combined with that hint, it was obvious that this pile of bones was a clue, conveying a message to Lin Sanjiu.

"Someone died here."

Another message is conveyed through employee cards.

"The deceased was a man who was still at work."

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 pants pocket and took out a bunch of keys.

Either there are none, or there are so many after searching... When she first collected the miscellaneous items, she did not find that there was still a key hidden in her trouser pocket; it seemed that as she progressed in cracking the secret room, new ones would appear 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 locks, she could try them one by one - but there wasn't even a door here.

Different from the previous thin key, these five keys are 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 just right. It seemed that after it fell off the keychain, the owner slipped it into his pocket.

"Let me sort it out..."

She looked at the keys, tissues, employee cards, and a windproof suit laid out 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 build... 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 it was a custodian, then a bunch of keys in his pocket would make sense. Lin Sanjiu did not forget that there was the same concrete floor inside and outside the door frame; if this warehouse was just a room in a certain building, it would not be surprising if the door and outside had the same floor. It also explains why the warehouse keeper has more than one key - he may need to look after all the warehouses in the building.

"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?"

And 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.

"Thankfully I'm quite confident in this theory..." She muttered to herself and put the keys and employee badge into her trouser pocket. "Forget it, it seems we still have to start rebuilding the gate-"

As soon as this thought came up, the silver light of the [Ability Polishing Agent] above his 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, which made her tense up; her eyes hurriedly glanced around, and she breathed a sigh of relief: it turned out that a shelf near [Ability Polishing Agent] disappeared after the time limit. This should be the reason. It caused the silver light to alternate between light and dark for a moment.

The reconstructed walls, shelves, and goods were born at similar times to each other. The disappearance of one shelf means that the others will soon be around. Lin Sanjiu called out the [Power of Description] and went through the details that should be described in his mind, and then 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. UUReading www.uukanshu.net "

Lin Sanjiu stopped moving and stood on the spot with his back stiff and straight. "Pure Touch" opened silently, but the copy was so quiet that even the air stopped flowing. It was like a coffin buried deep in the ground, without any movement.

"You...you take a step forward."

She did so. The sound of the soles of boots 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. She held the handle, slowly raised it, and pointed it behind her shoulder.

...After looking for angles several times, she finally saw it.

The place where the shelves were originally was now shrouded in shadow, just outside the silver light of [Ability Polishing Agent]. A human-shaped shadow stood silently in the darkness, as if it had been soaked in the cold sea water for several months, and its whole body was glowing with a dead white color without any warmth.

In the mirror, the figure lowered his head, his neck almost bent to 90 degrees with his chest. He buried his head deeply, and his body faced a shelf, clinging tightly to it, as if he was being supported by the shelf to stand up straight.

"Go...to the left." Teacher Yi said tremblingly.

Holding her breath, Lin Sanjiu moved the mirror slightly.

The white figure showed his long, bare limbs in the mirror. The white vest on his body has been stained by dirt and turned into dark black. He only wears a pair of checkered boxer briefs on his lower body, and his legs and feet are deeply hidden in the shadows.

He kept his posture pressed against the shelf, took a big step to the side, and got closer to Lin Sanjiu.