Half Immortal

At the same time, the sound of Lou's reminder sounded in Yan Wei's mind.

[Congratulations to the player for cracking the death trigger again and unlocking the studio password. Reward: Perception 1 point. ]

Yan Wei felt that his ability to perceive the surrounding environment seemed to be enhanced.

He blinked and said: "From the point of view of the logic of reasoning, people will always pile up the clues they have found, and come up with a logic that moves them. When it comes to clues , the human mind set is also to look back and think about everything before. Once the previous clues can infer a reasonable answer, most people will be immersed in a sense of accomplishment, and subconsciously tell themselves that this must be right, so as to convince themselves , your choice is correct. You think I will do the same, but in fact... I did come into contact with the clue, but I did not come into contact with it before, but just now."

The combination lock hanging on the door handle has been opened, and the three rollers have not been touched from beginning to end, silently staying on the sequence of "000".

Yan Wei took off the combination lock lightly, threw it on the ground at will, and opened the studio door without any harm.

"The previous clues were intended to influence my mind-set and mislead me to think in an impossible direction. The password is not 703, nor 150, but the one that appeared in front of my eyes from the beginning. 000."

The clue was told directly through the painter's mouth from the beginning.

—"As long as you roll the password and the password is wrong, I have no restrictions..."

Word games. As long as he rolls the password, he enters the wrong password—in other words, he can only possibly be right if he doesn't roll the password. The non-rolling initial password 000 is the correct answer!

Outside the corridor, the warm yellow corridor light, which is lit all day, shines on his face, half of his face is placed in the dim light of the studio, and half of his face is reflected in the warm yellow light , light and dark are intertwined, and he is warm but sassy.

He was flustered and timid in front of other players the day before, but at this moment facing the painter alone, he looked calm.

Yan Wei raised his hand and hooked his finger at the painter standing in the center of the studio: "Dude, didn't you say you want to kill me?"

!!"

Yan Wei shrugged, put away his pocket, stepped out of the studio and said, "Goodbye."

In the studio, the painter's angry and gloomy voice drifted into Yan Wei's ears little by little: "If you don't give me your eyes today, tomorrow you will also die... Tomorrow you will also die... "

Accompanying this voice, Yan Wei seemed to hear some footsteps faintly. The footsteps were very light, not something people could walk out of, and the source of the sound didn't seem to come from the studio, but more like it came from the long and narrow corridor.

His ears moved slightly, listening intently...

"click-"

"click-"

The shredded voice seemed to entrain the temperature, which made people feel chills down their spines.

Yan Wei quickened her pace. Although he still has about an hour of immortality at the moment, and it seems that the painter will not shoot him again tonight, he still has to be careful. After midnight, he can't be angry at will.

He returned to the 14th floor half-walking and half-running, and before he approached the door, he saw Yan Mingguang walking from the other side of the corridor.

Yan Wei took a closer look, and after confirming that the other person wore a black ring on his finger and that there were no problems with other features on his body, he asked, "Why are you outside?"

They walked towards room 5 facing each other, Yan Mingguang said lightly: "I woke up in the restaurant, the waiter wanted to kill me, I beat him up."

This time it was finally Yan Wei's turn to twitch the corner of his mouth.

The man took out a card from his pocket and said, "I got the magnetic card."

Yan Wei choked in vain.

He knew that Yan Mingguang must be very strong, but he did not expect it to be so strong.

The two stopped in front of the door, Yan Wei said, "I also woke up to the studio, met the painter, and then I—"

His eyes fell on the door, and his voice suddenly stopped. Yan Mingguang obviously noticed it too, and his eyes stayed on the door.

At this moment, on the door of Room 5, there is actually a portrait of a woman without eyes!

"I also said, I have the first selected debuff on me, it is normal to be attacked by goblins tonight. But you have a buff ignored by goblins, you should not be with me Being targeted, now it seems that this picture should be posted on our door. And I'm pretty sure that when we went back to the house after dinner, it wasn't on the door."

Yan Wei frowned, and continued: "Ghosts can't stick pictures on our door. I was moved to the studio just now, and the painter wanted to trick me into getting into the picture pasted on the door of the studio. If He can stick pictures on the door without having to send me to the studio."

Yan Mingguang concluded: "The player did it."

"Among the players, except for us, who needs to do this? This kind of painting without eyes is only available in the studio. This picture, and sneaked up to post it after we got home. We got back home very late..."

After dinner, Sun Shi took the other three initial players to the studio to investigate. He, Yan Mingguang and Gao Ming went to Gao Ming's room to discuss clues, the sky was about to get completely dark In the last few minutes, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang returned to Room 5. At that time, all the players on the 13th floor had returned, and only the door of the fourth room on the 14th floor was still ajar, and no one came back.

The last person who came out of the studio and returned to the room was the middle-aged man next door.

The woman in the long dress died last night, and he was alone tonight. His room was attacked, and it was in a lower and more dangerous room. This is to use them to prevent disasters...

Yan Wei turned her head and glanced at Room 4 next door.

He didn't say anything, just silently took off the portrait of the woman without eyes on the door, and walked silently to the door of room number 4. He crouched down, silently and slowly... shoved the painting through the gap in the door.

Yan Mingguang just copied his pocket with one hand, stood with his back straight in front of the door of Room 5, and watched him finish all this with a dazed expression. The man's eyes darkened slightly, as if he had something to say, but he didn't say anything.

The portrait without eyes was completely tucked into the crack of the door of Room 4.

Yan Wei got up and walked slowly back in front of Yan Mingguang, "I'm just retaliating, what? Do you think my personality has collapsed and I'm cold-blooded? My comments are very sunny and very positive, but in fact they don't really see me clearly."

He raised his eyes to look at the other party, his clear voice was a little cold at the moment: "Yan Mingguang, I am not a good person, and I have never been a good person. I know you said in your heart. I'm cold-blooded, but I'd rather be cold-blooded than be a saint."

He can even quickly adapt to this kind of copy that is ups and downs in blood and life and death.

He was born with such a rebellion, once excavated, the apostasy buried in the bone and blood will take root and sprout.

Yan Wei just raised his chin slightly and looked at Yan Mingguang, who was a little taller than himself. He didn't care about Yan Mingguang's impression of him, whether it was good or bad, they were just forming a temporary alliance to survive. Even if Yan Mingguang hated him, it wouldn't prevent them from finding clues.

Emotions are useless things.

A moment.

Yan Mingguang opened the door, walked back first, and said in a low voice, "It's good too."

The cold voice came towards Yan Wei along with the warm light in the room. He raised his eyebrows to look at the man's back, "cut", and followed him back to the room, Close the door.

The second half of the night was really peaceful for Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang. Nothing else happened in their room, the painter didn't appear again, the waiter who was beaten up by Yan Mingguang didn't appear, and the **** hand groping in the dark last night seemed to disappear.

Unexpectedly, not long after midnight, there was a middle-aged man screaming from the next door. Only this time, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang didn't get up as quickly as they did last night, but lay quietly on the bed, and continued to try to rest after the screams passed.

The clock hanging on the wall moved forward little by little.

It was just dawn, and when it was time to be active in the hotel, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang got up. This is the last day, they only have a dozen hours left, and the time is very tight.

The two knew very well what happened to the middle-aged man last night, and this time they didn't bother to go to the next room to investigate, but just took a look when they passed by Room 4.

In the room, only the washed blood remains on the ground, and the middle-aged man's corpse is gone - it should be the same as the corpse of the woman in the long skirt, and was taken to the basement floor by the waiter. The two didn't stay much, and went downstairs to the restaurant together.

But at the restaurant, Yan Wei was stunned.

He only saw Gao Ming and Sun Shi.

His eyes moved slightly and asked, "Where are the others?"

Gao Ming's complexion was rather bleak, and there were dark blue eyes under his eyes, obviously he didn't sleep well last night. Hearing Yan Wei's question, he rubbed his forehead and replied slowly, "All dead."

Sun Shi's expression is also very bad, he eats very slowly, and his eyes are full of panic. When he saw that Yan Wei and the three of them were still alive, Sun Shi gave Yan Wei a reluctant look, indignant.

There were seven players last night, and now only Yan Wei, Yan Mingguang, Gao Ming and Sun Shi appeared in the restaurant. In this way, last night, the remaining three initial players were all dead.

The death of the middle-aged man is known, but what happened to the other two? They were on the 14th floor, and they couldn't hear anything on the 13th floor. They really didn't expect that something happened to Room 2 and Room 3 last night. After all, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang were targets of ghosts last night. In this way, didn't the ghost attack all the rooms where the player lived last night?

Yan Wei ignored Sun Shi, ate breakfast quickly, and asked, "What is the state of death?"

Gao Ming said: "I'm afraid the description is not clear. Hurry up and finish it. It's better for you to take a look for yourself."

Yan Mingguang's eyes flashed a little doubt, Yan Wei asked directly: "See for yourself?"

"Yes, the body of the player who lived with me and the player who lived with Sun Shi were not disposed of."

Yan Wei made a move.

He squinted his eyes, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Is it because the waiter has not had time to clean up? Or did the waiter not have a second magnetic card? That's not right, the middle-aged man's body was taken away.

He thought about it, the waiter came over with the dining cart, and put down the food with a blank expression like the previous two days. Only this time, he opened his mouth and seemed to be muttering something.

Sun Shi was there, Yan Wei lowered his voice and asked Yan Mingguang: "What is he talking about?"

"Repeat a sentence," Yan Mingguang said lightly, "-'he will kill you all'."

Does this mean that they will all be killed by ghosts today?

Yan Wei did not hesitate even more, and hinted at Gao Ming and Yan Mingguang with his eyes to finish breakfast quickly.

The copy says that midnight tonight is the deadline, but in fact, once the night falls, it is a paradise for ghosts, and they only have about ten hours left. Now the time is too tight, and three people died at the same time last night, and they will inevitably be in greater danger today.

The three of them understood the key and got up after taking a few bites.

Sun Shi, who had been looking bad, suddenly stopped them: "Gao Ming! Yan Mingguang!"

He didn't call Yan Wei's name at all - in Sun Shi's eyes, Yan Wei was just a good-looking waste who depended on Yan Mingguang and Gao Ming to save his life.

. I have very crucial clues, but I need help, so it can be faster. If you are willing to help me, I can ignore the previous suspicion and tell you the clues. "

Yan Wei raised her eyebrows.

Gao Ming glanced at Sun Shi with disgust, then leaned in front of Yan Wei and whispered, "I listen to you."

Yan Wei just smiled.

He has a slender figure lined with a crisp trench coat, and the scarf he wears adds a touch of warmth to him. Those eyes that were as bright as stars seemed to shimmer with endless brilliance, and they compared the portraits of women around them that were extremely ornately decorated.

He smiled so kindly, but Gao Ming and Yan Mingguang understood the indifference beneath this smile.

None of them took care of Sun Shi, and went straight to the elevator.

Sun Shi waited for a while, but only saw the backs of the three walking away. He was so angry that he slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table, and the wave of his hands affected the tableware and chopsticks on the dining table, making the sound of porcelain colliding.

Sun Shi gritted his teeth and said happily: "Then don't blame me for not caring about your life or death! Anyway... I can go to the studio to make up those eyes!"

On the other side, Yan Wei and others entered the elevator and went straight to the thirteenth floor where the bodies of the other two players were.

"Come to my room first...I didn't wash up in my room today, because my roommate...died in the bathroom." Gao Ming led Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang into the room and brought people to the bathroom of the room.

In the bathroom full of **** smell, the body of the initial player collapsed in front of the washstand, and fell on the wall, stiff and blood dripping all over the floor. His eyes have also been hollowed out, and the things that gouged out his eyes seem to be very cruel. From the hollow eye sockets, the part of this person's head has been completely mixed and disgusting.

Yan Wei glanced carefully, and without saying a word, turned around and went to Sun Shi's room.

In the room, another player whose eyes were hollowed out to death also died in the bathroom, with empty eye sockets and bloodstains spreading all over the floor. There are only a few **** handprints on the wall, and there is no clue beside his bed, only an empty bedside table and makeup table. The mirror that comes with the makeup table reflects his death, which makes the scene even more terrifying.