Weird Regulator

"So you think that the death portrait is a means of attack by a ghost, and this ghost is outside the villa?"

Based on the existing clues, at least through Jie Zheng's description, this is the conclusion Mei Sheng came to.

Jie Zheng believed that there was enough evidence to support this. He raised his right hand with difficulty, raised the wound on the joint and said:

“When the sound of writing started to sound, I realized something was wrong and I ran away without turning around to look at the window.

But the attack has already begun.

My limbs felt like they had been shot by bullets and pierced by some kind of electric drill.

At the critical moment, I climbed back to the window with my face covered, closed the curtains, and then passed out. "

This is Xie Zheng's experience from being in danger to escaping from danger. Apparently his approach was effective and he avoided death.

It seems that this experience also verified his idea.

“There is a ghost who has been observing us outside the villa, like a painter remembering the characteristics of the things he paints.

It is quiet and not exposed to our view.

Over time, we are exposed to more and more features in its eyes, until it is enough for it to paint a portrait of death.

By that time, it will be our death. "

Listening to Xie Zheng's talk, Mei Sheng kept analyzing in silence.

If according to his description, there is no flaw in this theory. After all, he can survive, which already shows that the theory is established.

Mei Sheng cast her gaze on the thick curtains, as if she could see a ghost watching her silently behind them.

After a while, she whispered:

"But your death portrait is different from that of Yuan Ren and Fan Rong. They all have fatal injuries on their bodies.

And in the painting, you are just suspended by iron chains through your limbs, which will not kill you in a short time. "

Regarding this point, Jie Zheng also had his own answer. He hurriedly answered:

"As I said, the painter ghost completes the portrait of death by observing the characteristics of our body bit by bit through the passage of time.

In the guest room, my conservative behavior prevented him from seeing my face.

So my dead end didn't trigger perfectly. "

Having said this, Jie Zheng struggled to grab the portrait on the bedside table with his hands, but failed.

He could only helplessly say to Mei Sheng:

"If I predict correctly, my face will not appear on this death portrait."

The death portraits of the three people who were attacked have long been remembered in Mei Sheng's mind.

She didn't need to verify it anymore, she already confirmed in her heart that what Xie Zheng said was right.

In his death portrait, there was indeed no face, only a man lying on his back on the ceiling.

After Mei Sheng thought for a while, she looked at Jie Zheng and continued to ask:

"Are you sure you didn't see a pen and paper when you entered the guest room?"

Xie Zheng was a very capable and independent person. He felt displeased with Mei Sheng's questioning and said in a deep voice:

"Of course I'm sure there was nothing on the bedside table when I walked in."

That's weird...

She was not present at the death scene of Yuan Ren, but Fan Rong died in front of everyone.

After Yuan Ren died and they found the comatose Jie Zheng, they fell into a long blank period.

Since this mission has no completion conditions and no information prompts, it is a regular survival mission.

Therefore, everything in the mission location needs to be investigated.

After experiencing one death and one injury, Mei Sheng led Fan Rong and others to take collective action and continue the investigation.

Among them, Fan Rong found a pen, a piece of paper, and a dried ink bottle on the bed of the suite on the second floor.

In less than half a minute, in full view of everyone, Fan Rong's abdomen was cut open and her intestines were torn apart.

In other words, except for Xie Zheng, these three items, paper, pen and ink bottles, were found in the two victims.

Before Mei Sheng came into contact with Jie Zheng, he had always believed that these three items would be the key to a dead end.

But Jie Zheng also gave his own complete logical chain, leaving Mei Sheng unable to figure out which idea was correct for a while.

After thinking deeply for a while, Mei Sheng did not express her worries, but concluded:

"So in your opinion, the ghosts on this mission cannot enter the villa before the dead end is reached.

It would only wander outside the villa, invisibly observing the characteristics of every shop assistant.

After the preliminary preparations for painting are complete, it will enter the villa and kill the clerk. "

Jie Zheng nodded confidently and continued:

“And after the painter ghost’s killing conditions, the way to survive has emerged.

As long as the remaining clerks do not expose themselves to any position where they can be seen by the outside world, the task can be postponed until the end of the task at 8 o'clock in the evening. "

Mei Sheng looked at him deeply. In fact, she didn't agree with this way of life.

In other words, she thought this mission would not be so simple.

Although Xie got extremely important clues because of his narrow escape, it does not mean that his judgment must be correct.

The biggest doubt lingering in her mind was that the death experiences of the first two victims were obviously different from his.

The exact meaning of paper, pens, and ink bottles in this mission cannot be explained by Jie Zheng's theory.

However, the entire villa has now been searched and it is confirmed that no new three items have appeared.

The progress of the task has reached a deadlock, so you might as well try to find a way out, maybe new changes can occur.

Mei Sheng looked at the position of the curtains again, and after making sure no sunlight penetrated, she shouted to the door:

"Come in."

As soon as the words fell, the two people who had been eavesdropping for a long time pushed the door open and entered.

Qiu Zheyan is a big man from the north, with a tall build and a loud voice. As soon as he entered the door, he said excitedly:

"Mr. Xie is really brave, careful and talented. Not only did he escape from death, he also brought us a way out.

Then we just need to block all the windows in the villa? "

Compared to the excited Qiu Zheyan, Dai Yingqi's delicate face was obviously not too happy.

He looked at Mei Sheng with some hesitation, and after lingering on Jie Zheng's face for a while, he whispered:

"I don't mean to question Mr. Xie, but I think maybe..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mei Sheng suddenly turned her head and glared at him, suppressing the words.

Dai Yingqi hurriedly stopped speaking, not daring to continue.

In fact, his next sentence was:

"The reason why Jie Sheng is alive is because he did not see paper, pens, and ink bottles like Yuan Ren and Fan Rong..."

“I think blocking all windows will inevitably lead to risks.

It would be better for us to hide in a secret room without windows and not give the painter ghost a chance to observe our features. "

Mei changed the topic and expressed her thoughts.

Qiu Zheyan slapped his forehead, took a step forward and said:

"Next to the master bedroom on the third floor is the owner's photo developing room, but there is no light at all."

Mei Sheng nodded, pointed at Jie Zheng and said:

"Hel Mr. Xie up, let's cover ourselves with sheets and set off."

Qiu Zheyan and Dai Yingqi didn't say anything. They directly lifted up the sheets on the bed, fastened them inside, and got in themselves.

The two of them, one on each side, supported the seriously injured Xie, hiding under the sheets, lowering their eyes and following Mei Sheng's footsteps.

Jie Zheng, who was supported by the two men, stared at Mei Sheng's shadow with unsteady eyes, but there was a hint of imperceptible ferocity in his eyes.