Infinity Throne

"Ahem."

Qu Youlian squeezed his career line hard and coughed twice to attract Yi Lin's attention.

Of course, when she wasn't squeezing, she was exaggerating. With this squeeze, even Chen Xiaoxiao on the side couldn't stand it anymore. She clenched her fists hard, wishing she could squeeze the cartoon shape on Qu Youlian's clothes back to its original appearance like a balloon.

Keep your chest! The cartoon baby on the clothes is innocent!

As the saying goes, colleagues are enemies, and women are enemies among enemies. They don't look down on others.

If you are big, I can't wait to crush you. You are so beautiful, I just want to scratch you.

"Brother, it seems like you are the kind of person who is proficient in solving puzzles? How about our two teams temporarily forming an alliance? My sister can give you a chance, remember to take advantage of it."

It seems that Qu Youlian is also an experienced and wonderful person. In his gentle and playful tone, he specially emphasized the emphasis on the four words "grasp and grasp".

"Okay," Yi Lin squinted and smiled, "But you have to ask the girls in our team first. By the way, that's the one, the cute little girl who chopped off a piece with a wooden knife."

When Qu Youlian heard this, his brows suddenly froze and he didn't dare to squeeze anymore. He could only take a few steps back and sulk alone.

Kudo Shinji listened to Yi Lin's analysis.

He didn't deny it.

There is no point in denying it now.

I saw him straightening his crooked black-rimmed glasses, looking at Yi Lin, and said: "Haha, don't you know this very well? In fact, among all the teams, he was the first to 'die' his teammates. Isn’t it your team?”

When Yi Lin heard this, she was convinced.

This guy first paid attention to his team because the dog on Yi Lin's team didn't know which corner he was assigned to, which led to all the teams thinking that one of their team would die as soon as they came out. After Kudo Shinji deliberately drove Ban Chen to approach the lake and eventually died tragically for some reason, Kudo's first thought was that Yi Lin might also know about it.

Think of this.

Yi Lin smiled back, neither denying nor admitting.

Just let him figure it out.

Tonight was not without success.

At the very least, I know the true meaning of the idiom "before death".

Yi Lin said goodbye to Kudo and others for the time being and left the small park.

When passing by the police station, Yi Lin found that the surrounding neighborhoods were completely surrounded.

Teams of police officers and relevant staff were collecting evidence at the police station with solemn expressions.

"I guess Ban Chen's 'resurrection from death' cannot be hidden. Ban Chen's body should have been placed in the morgue at first. Ban Chen broke out of the morgue, leaving behind There are many traces, and they probably haven’t escaped surveillance. I don’t know what changes Ban Chen’s resurrection will bring to this trial.”

Yi Lin observed secretly for about ten minutes and then left the area around the police station.

After working all night, it was already four o'clock in the morning when Yi Lin had some free time again.

Yi Lin searched the sky above Kanzaki City and found no sign of Ban Chen.

"Where did he hide?"

With Ban Chen's conspicuous target, it shouldn't be so easy to hide.

But if he couldn't find it, he couldn't find it. In the end, Yi Lin had no choice but to give up for now.

A mere classmate, even if he is abnormal, will not be able to cause too much trouble for the current Yi Lin.

If it could be turned over, the one who should run away in the police station just now was not "Spider Banchen" but Yi Lin.

It's half past four in the morning.

suburbs.

Yi Lin came to the place Xu Jingjing mentioned.

That little bungalow.

From a high position, Yi Lin takes in an overview of the whole situation.

The dilapidated bungalow has obviously been unoccupied for many years, and it smells like the underworld. Yi Lin specially summoned the two spirits and switched the perspective. From the perspective of the spirit, the weird little bungalow had a jagged blur on the edges, and it seemed to be clearly separated from the city.

"This should be the reason why Xu Anjing feels sick." Yi Lin opened her eyes and looked calm: "The problem is not an object or a person in this house, but the house itself. Is this the so-called 'haunted house'?"

Yi Lin made a self-deprecating joke and dropped it in the yard.

Although Yi Lin's sense of "malice" is not as keen as that of Xu Anjing to the point of suffering from morning sickness. But the moment Yi Lin landed in the yard, she also felt waves of discomfort that seemed to come from the depths of her soul, but Yi Lin couldn't describe the specific discomfort in words.

"Master, something is not right with this house."

As a "spirit", Nie Hongxiu speaks very convincingly, especially in such a gloomy environment.

Bai Xiaoyi shrank behind Yi Lin, holding onto Yi Lin's clothes with both hands and not letting go. Her face was pale: "Master, can you not go in?"

Yi Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are a spirit yourself, what are you afraid of?"

As he spoke, Yi Lin took the two little female spirits into the haunted house and began to explore.

More than one group of people have already visited the bungalow.

In addition to the traces of the original owner's residence, there are also many traces of outsiders left everywhere.

Yi Lin's perception ability is very convenient for searching. The whole house is covered by Yi Lin's perception, and there are no blind spots.

Entering the house, the strange and uncomfortable feeling faded a bit. The two little female spirits also looked left and right curiously, helping Yi Lin look for any clues she might have missed.

ten minutes later.

Yi Lin came to the room Xu Jingjing was talking about.

The place has been deserted, leaving only wardrobes, beds, desks and other furniture that is not easy to move. The walls, tables, chairs, and beds were covered with thick dust. Many people's footprints and palm prints were left on the dust, making it look messy.

"Is this where Xu Anjing found this diary?"

Yi Lin took out the diary from the storage space and rubbed the dents of different shades left when scribbling with a ball pen on it. It seemed that from the dents in the handwriting, she could understand the person named "Gaya Qinmei" who wrote the diary. The delicate mood when journaling.

"It stands to reason that a place like this, which is not even considered a secret compartment, can actually leave a diary after so many people searched it?"

Yi Lin covered the so-called "hidden grid" back and sneered.

It's almost time to go back.

No more clues can be found here.

Before leaving.

Yi Rin once again scanned the room of "Gaya Qinmi" with his naked eyes.

In fact, several times, Yi Lin wanted to give it a try, try what kind of experience it would be like to shout "Gaya Qinmei" loudly in the room of "Gaya Qinmei", and what strange things would happen. Of course, being impulsive, Yi Lin really had no reason to try this kind of death-seeking behavior that was obviously contrary to the mission warning.

"Oh, man, being too rational may not be a good thing. Sometimes you can be more impulsive, and you might be able to find some unexpected surprises."

Not far away, there was a dusty mirror standing on the desk.

"Um?"

Right now.

Yi Lin, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped.

Something feels wrong.

"Why is it that the dust in every place in the whole house has left traces of outsiders, but no one cares about the dust on this mirror? Could it be that everyone is unwilling to look in the mirror in such a weird place...?" "

Yi Lin frowned and walked towards the dusty mirror while talking to herself.

Covered by dust, the mirror could no longer reflect any light or shadow.

Yilin pondered for a moment. He remembered what happened when he looked in the mirror in Shihua Apartment on the first night after arriving in Kanzaki City. He turned his left hand and a scarlet revolver appeared in his hand. He slowly wiped the mirror with his right hand.

After wiping off a layer of dust.

Yi Lin's face appeared in the mirror through the dim light.

"whee."

The moment Yi Lin's face appeared in the mirror.

in the mirror,

A pale hand quickly stretched out against the dark background and gently patted Yi Lin's shoulder.

…

…

Five o'clock in the morning.

"ah--"

Xu Jingjing yawned lazily.

The flashlight is almost out of battery.

A total of ten people worked all night in the musty archives room.

Even though he was a senior apostle with excellent physical fitness, he still couldn't bear the torture of staying up late, and there was obvious tiredness on everyone's face.

"Staying up late is a woman's natural enemy."

If it weren't for the fact that when he returned, he could spend DP to repair his body into the same posture as when he entered the trial, Xu Anjing would have felt that he had suffered a big loss after this trial, and his skin had deteriorated a lot.

but,

Staying down all night does not mean there is nothing gained.

Ten people searching in the archives at the same time are much more efficient than one person alone.

According to the crowdfunding list, if anyone finds a name on the list, he should immediately tell the name and let the corresponding person read the relevant information.

Although the friendship between the apostles is all plastic. But at this time, everyone knew the importance of this search operation and that their own lives were at stake, so no one dared to step aside and work hard to help each other.

The two people Xu Jingjing cares about.

One is "Tanino Chie" whom Yi Lin is looking for.

The other one is the missing person "Miki Kawai" who Xu Anjing is currently responsible for.

The information of both students has been found. Xu Anjing carefully took pictures of the information, making it clear and uncoded and properly preserved.

However, she took the time to take a look at the files the two left in Kanzaki Middle School, and she didn't see much of a problem. However, Xu Jingjing did not hesitate. After all, the agile side is not good at analyzing this kind of thing, so it is better to leave it to the mental side.

Who makes the president the spiritual side? Deserve it!

Xu Jingjing thought happily.

The search has come to an end.

Sneaking into the archives late at night, apostles from various teams all gained something.

But now no one has time to organize or communicate. They are still lingering around the old bookshelves, using the most primitive and stupid method, flipping through each book and searching bit by bit.

On the crowdfunding list, names were crossed out one by one.

Xu Jingjing was very surprised, why could the most crucial character information of "Gaya Geumimi" not be found?

Could it be that it was destroyed because it was too important?

Xu Anjing thought as he walked around several bookshelves that had been torn apart and went deeper into the darkness.

suddenly,

A pale and slender little hand, struggling to hold a file with a black leather cover, stretched out from the side and whispered:

"Here, here you go."

"Ah, thank you~"

Xu Jingping took the file with a dark leather cover and quickly opened it. I don’t know if it’s due to improper storage, but the archival paper under the cover has turned yellow. The handwriting and ink on it also had a lot of mold spots due to moisture, which were mixed with the writing and ink.

But the words can still be barely read.

Xu Jingjing just turned the page and couldn't help but feel so happy that he almost couldn't help shouting the name.

But she still held back.

This is clearly:

Gayageumimi's profile! !

"Looking for it, found it!"

For a moment, Xu Anjing was so excited that goosebumps appeared all over his body, feeling numb and sour.