Hearing the screams coming from the first floor, Xia Qi didn't even have time to put on his coat and went downstairs directly in his pajamas.
Just as he reached the corridor on the first floor, Xia Qi met members of the Red Team walking out of the door.
"What are you doing here? Do you want to watch our fun?" Although it was shocking to see Xia Qi wearing women's clothing, he was a competitor after all. The members of the red team still spoke rudely and with strong hostility.
Xia Qi explained: "I have no ill intentions, I just want to come here to understand the situation."
"Hmph, stop being hypocritical, you just want to use us to get clues." The red team member snorted coldly. The most important thing in the game is the clue. Sometimes a clue can change the outcome of the entire game.
The plot of the blue team is now progressing faster than that of the red team, not to mention that two people on the red team have died, which makes the old people on the red team feel very embarrassed.
Seeing that it was hopeless to persuade Hong Fang, Xia Qi was about to go back, when suddenly, Cha Gong's voice came from the room: "Wait."
The door creaked open and Cha Gong appeared in front of Xia Qi with a tired face.
Cha Gong looked up at Xia Qi and was about to speak, but the moment he saw Xia Qi, he almost suspected that he was dazzled.
Xia Qi's face was flushed and radiant, and his overall condition was even better than before.
Cha Gong's eyes revealed a strong sense of disbelief, but he immediately got to the point and said in a very troubled tone: "Xia Qi, you have just come to the game, you should not know that there are clues on the dead body? Although we are lovers, I can't open a back door for you to go in and see the dead."
Cha Gong said "open the back door" directly in front of the red team members. Do you really think he is a fool
Xia Qi folded his hands and said coldly: "We have broken up. Now we are in a competitive relationship. If you have something to say, just say it."
"You still won't forgive me?" Cha Gong sighed regretfully, "Actually, I don't want to do this to you, but it's really difficult for us... As long as you tell us the true identity of your dance partner, we will let you go in to see the deceased."
When Xia Qi heard the exchange conditions proposed by Cha Gong, he almost sneered out loud.
Just because of two deaths, you want him to hand over the clues that advance the plot to 41%
Why don’t the red team go and grab it!
"I have a question. What will happen to us if the blue team loses the game?" Xia Qi asked hesitantly.
Cha Gong didn't expect Xia Qi to be worried about losing the game. He thought, as expected, the people on the blue side are all novices. Until now, they still don't know the rules of the game.
It seems that the progress made by the blue team's novices yesterday was entirely due to good luck, and the entire game was still dominated by the red team.
He had to take this opportunity to use the blue team to get clues, and also get the S-level lottery ticket back from Xia Qi.
Cha Gong said with a big smile: "It won't be a big deal if you lose the game, but you will get less rewards."
He's lying to him again!
Xia Qi's heart suddenly turned cold.
This game could cost lives at any time. How could the loser be safe? !
After the test just now, the last bit of hope in Xia Qi's heart completely disappeared.
Now Cha Gong is no longer his boyfriend, but his enemy!
Xia Qi pretended to be confused and replied, "My dance partner yesterday... wasn't one of yours?"
After hearing Xia Qi's answer, Cha Gong and the red team members looked at each other.
The red team members carefully observed Xia Qi's expression, and finally shook their heads at Cha Gong.
They couldn't guess whether Xia Qi had encountered an NPC.
If Xia Qi insisted that his dance partner was a member of the Red Team, then they would let the Red Team members confront him one by one. However, Xia Qi admitted that he had danced, but his dance partner was unknown. Even if they forced Xia Qi to admit that he danced with the NPC, they would not be able to dig out any further information.
Xia Qi stopped all their questions with just one sentence.
"Okay." Cha Gong sighed, then showed Xia Qi an embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I can't let you in."
Xia Qi pursed his lips and took a step back.
The Red Team is always calculating, and it will cost a price to make them hand over the bodies.
What made Xia Qi even more alert was that the Red Side was even more cruel and ruthless than he had imagined.
Just now he was almost tricked into revealing a key clue by the Red Team.
Compared with the Blue Team who were unaware of anything, the Red Team's reaction was quick. They had already located that he had met a key figure, and also unlocked the plot progress through the key figure. The strength of the Red Team's veteran players should not be underestimated.
What surprised him even more was the red team's leader, Cha Gong. If Xia Qi had not participated in this game, he would have had no idea that Cha Gong had such a cunning side.
When Xia Qi walked to the corridor, the housekeeper happened to lead a group of maids to deliver breakfast. Seeing Xia Qi in a silk nightgown, the housekeeper covered her eyes in fear and shouted, "Madam! How can you go out in such a disheveled way? Go back to your room and put on your clothes!"
Seeing the butler's exaggerated expression, Xia Qi's mouth twitched.
He was clearly wearing long sleeves and long pants, so why did he rush out of the door naked after hearing what the butler just said
Seeing that Xia Qi was still in a daze, the housekeeper called two maids, and while muttering "a lady from a noble family", he ordered the maids to "escort" Xia Qi upstairs to change into a dress.
Hearing the butler emphasize the word "dress", Xia Qi rubbed his temples. His moral integrity was completely shattered in this game.
When Xia Qi returned to the room, he found that the dress he had thrown on the sofa yesterday was missing. He was looking for it everywhere when the maid suddenly said, "Madam, why is your dress on the terrace?"
The dress was on the terrace?!
Xia Qi walked through the stained glass door and headed towards the terrace with confusion.
At this moment, in the center of the terrace, a brand new pure white palace lace dress was hanging. Under the faint sunlight, the dress seemed to be shrouded in holy light.
The two maids held their hearts with their hands and said admiringly to the dress: "Oh my God, I want to have such a beautiful dress!"
Hearing this, Xia Qi's mouth twitched.
It is said that there is only a difference between wearing women's clothes 0 times and countless times, but he was really forced by life!
Who is so wicked? Why does he always like to torture him by sending him women's clothes
Xia Qi closed his eyes helplessly and said to the maid, "You go out, I will change my clothes by myself."
Unlike yesterday's rose-colored dress, this pure white dress does not have a petticoat. Instead, the skirt is held up layer by layer through multiple layers, so that the woman does not look bloated.
After Xia Qi changed his clothes, he felt much lighter than yesterday. He sighed and thought to himself, this is a blessing in disguise, right
As soon as I opened the door and walked out, two maids exclaimed: "Madam, you are like a beautiful angel!"
Xia Qi: “…”
He really didn't want to talk.
The maids chattered as they brought him breakfast. While eating his breakfast, Xia Qi asked the maids about the address where Hong Fang had changed clothes yesterday.
"You mean those distinguished gentlemen from the counties who were getting ready for the evening yesterday on the second floor of the West Hall?" the maid replied.
After thanking the maid, Xia Qi planned to go to the second floor of the West Hall to take a look.
Since Cha Gong wouldn't let him see the deceased, he would get clues through other methods.
After asking for directions along the way and searching for nearly half an hour, Xia Qi finally arrived at the corridor on the second floor of the West Hall.
Just like the corridor of the East Hall that Lan Fang passed by at the beginning, there were also seven oil paintings hanging here.
However, as soon as Xia Qigang went upstairs, he found that there was someone else in the corridor.
"I knew you would come too." The old man in a pink doll dress held a candlestick in one hand and looked at Xia Qi.
Xia Qi greeted the old man and came to the painting.
With the help of the light in the old man's hand, he could see clearly what was depicted in the painting.
Unlike the double portraits in the corridor of the East Hall, the paintings hanging in the corridor of the West Hall are group portraits. Each painting depicts different men and women who gather together to participate in different ceremonies.
After Xia Qi looked at the seven paintings in the corridor, he found that only the first two paintings contained elements of death.
The first painting depicts a tall altar with a group of believers kneeling devoutly beside it, but the one they are kneeling to is not the Pope, but a dead person lying face up on the altar, with the pure white tablecloth stained red by scarlet blood beneath him. The second painting shows the same group of people standing beside a baptismal font with joy on their faces, watching the baptism ceremony. However, the water being used to baptize the newborn is not transparent water, but blood.
Xia Qi took a closer look and discovered that there was a man's body hidden under the pool. The blood from the man's neck dyed the entire pool water red.
After Xia Qi finished reading, the old man asked with a smile: "Have you finished reading? What do you think?"
"The two men in these two paintings should be the dead people on the red side." Xia Qi said.
Compared to the painting that foreshadowed the fat man's death, these two group portraits did not seem to have as much visual impact, but when Xia Qi slowly recalled them, he felt uneasy again.
Perhaps it is because the religious connotations in the painting are too strong, which not only shocks people, but also makes them feel that fate is playing tricks on them.
"You are very smart." The old man nodded and chuckled, "They all died from massive blood loss. Wow, how tragic."
Xia Qi hummed and said, "I also smelled blood when I went to the first floor this morning."
Because they did not see the bodies of the two men on the red team, combined with the smell of blood this morning and the information from the two paintings, they can only speculate that the deceased died of blood loss.
However, Xia Qi also thought of something deeper. The men in these two paintings seemed to be in a central position, which meant that the blood of the deceased played a vital role in the rituals in the paintings.
Ding Dong! Blue team's plot progress +5%
Xia Qi: “…”
He just thought about it casually, how did he think of the key issue? !
With this 5%, their plot progress is now 46%...
Without waiting for Xia Qi to open his mouth to defend himself, the old man quickly waved his hand and took the lead in disassociating himself from the matter: "I didn't think about anything just now."
Xia Qi sighed and gave up explaining helplessly.
When there are fewer people around, the full-frequency broadcast of the plot progress can easily expose the target. Xia Qi learned from this experience and plans to think about the problem in a crowded or deserted place next time.
After looking at the paintings, Xia Qi and the old man returned to their residence.
As soon as the two arrived at the door of their residence, a little girl suddenly rushed out from the side, grabbed Xia Qi's sleeve and cried, "Sister Xia... Oh no, Brother Xia, please save my sister!"
Xia Qi recognized this little girl. She was the youngest on the blue team. Judging from their conversation yesterday, it seemed that she had chosen to enter the game following her sister.
"What's wrong?" Xia Qi asked.
The little girl cried incoherently, saying: "The red team is a devil, they want to take this opportunity to kill my sister!!"
Red side?!
Hearing this, Xia Qi was shocked. Could it be that Cha Gong finally couldn't help but attack his teammates