Yan Mingguang also came over.
There are no corridor lights on in the long corridor during the day, and there are no windows in the long and narrow corridors. Only rows of rooms with open doors allow light to come in, drawing out the silhouette of Yan Mingguang's slender legs.
Yan Wei stood up and said: "We are very short on time. Even if someone can escape the death trigger tonight, on average two people die a day, our number will last for four days at most. What's more, the later the time, the dangerous The bigger the possibility."
He repeated the deduction just now, "I originally planned to go to the hospital one day and the art exhibition one day, but now it seems that this is too slow. There is also the basement floor, and the No. 1 room on the top floor..."
In such a short period of time, there are so many places that seem to have clues.
Yan Mingguang's eyes were deep, his expression was calm, and he didn't feel any fear at all. He said, "Come on, it's time for breakfast."
Afterwards, the man turned around and walked towards the elevator. Yan Wei didn't move the two dolls, and followed Yan Mingguang's footsteps.
In the gloomy and narrow corridor, the footsteps of the two came one after another, and they walked out of a rather casual pace in such a strange environment. Yan Wei walked behind Yan Mingguang, thought for a while, and said directly: "Hey, Mr. Ice Cube..."
They got into the elevator. The elevator does not have the interlaced decoration of mirrors and portraits like the one outside. Judging from the current clues, this kind of place that often appears in horror movies is actually safer than the corridor outside.
Yan Mingguang leaned slightly against the side of the elevator, pocketed his pocket with one hand, and tossed a cigarette in his hand with the other, as if he didn't respond to Yan Wei's words.
"Did you hear the ice-"
"I heard," the man said suddenly, his voice was still as indifferent as ever, but the words he said were not cold, "Trash Dim Sum."
Yan Wei: "...?"
In a daze, he saw Yan Mingguang's dark black pupils, and his figure was reflected in them. A smile flashed across these deep but always icy eyes at this moment, and it was fleeting, but Yan Wei saw it clearly.
He actually responded to him with the self-deprecating title he used yesterday.
"..." He actually missed it, this person is not as cold as he appears. Yan Mingguang seems to never keep everything in his heart, but in fact he remembers everything clearly in his heart.
The elevator slowly came to the first floor, Yan Wei lowered his head, smiled, and said, "Okay, I want to discuss something with you."
His expression suddenly became serious, and the smile disappeared in those pale brown eyes in an instant. He can smile gently and innocently, but he can also speak sternly in an instant.
"I don't know why you don't care much about everything, and you don't mind being on the cusp of the storm, and I won't ask. But as long as you are a human being, everything you do has a purpose, and you have a purpose. We also count Now that I can trust teammates, we may, maybe we can continue to cooperate in the future. So I also say that I don’t want to stand out—I also have a purpose. Since this is the case, why don’t we talk about it and continue this cooperation mode. I believe in my ability, I can provide you with the best ideas I can think of, and you provide me with protection from attention."
The elevator reached the first floor, and the heavy doors were slowly opened on both sides.
The man walked ahead, paused, and looked back at him outside the elevator door. Yan Wei has seen all kinds of people, and he has never been cowardly in front of anyone, but he has no resistance to Yan Mingguang's gaze. Not fear, but an emotional softening.
Yan Wei's expression remained unchanged, his casual temperament was subdued, leaving only awe. In fact, he was a little guilty when he was looked at by Yan Mingguang's heavy eyes, but fortunately, he passed the test of psychological quality and controlled his expression fairly well.
After a while, the elevator door began to be slowly opened, and Yan Mingguang said calmly, "Yes."
Yan Wei blinked, then raised the corners of his mouth and followed him up.
They were dragged for a while by the bloody handprints on the bed and the dolls with hollowed out eyes. When they arrived at the restaurant, the rest of the players who were still alive had already arrived at the scene.
The middle-aged man was also sitting at the dining table with his head down. The rest of the players on the 13th floor were talking about something nervously. They seemed to know about the death of the woman in the long skirt last night.
As soon as Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang appeared, the expressions of the other players changed slightly. A young man dressed as a gangster looked at him sharply, his expression full of hostility.
Yan Wei recalled this person's name, it seems to be Sun Shi.
As soon as he sat down, Gao Ming beside him frowned and whispered to him, "Where did you go just now? Why did you come down so slowly?"
"Something happened just now, our room—"
"There were bloody handprints, and the eyes of the doll that was thrown in the trash can at the door were hollowed out," Sun Shi interrupted Yan Wei, "That's what you told me just now, and you tricked me into going to your room to see it, but I After entering, the room became a studio! There was also a woman who came out of the painting and wanted to goug my eyes!! If it wasn't for me at that time... If I didn't have something to save my life, I would have almost died in your waste pit! "
Yan Wei paused, but understood what happened in a moment.
Sun Shi encountered their situation yesterday. Someone pretended to be a player, made up a fantasy to deceive Sun Shi, and wanted Sun Shi to enter the painting in the studio. Only this time, the fake player Sun Shi encountered was exactly what he looked like.
But he clearly reminded others in the name of Yan Mingguang yesterday, and he didn't expect that someone would be fooled. But... Sun Shi didn't see through the deception, but he survived because he had something to save his life? But none of their initial players had props, so why did Sun Shi have something to save his life
When he came in, Lou introduced that this was a first floor dungeon, but he didn't say that the players inside were all initial players.
The initial player will start from the first floor, which does not mean that the first floor is the initial player.
Yan Wei lowered his head slightly, trying to understand the key points. There was a flash of understanding in his pale brown eyes, and he said in a rather casual tone: "You have met the person in the painting. I have been staying with Yan Mingguang all this time, but it took me a while to take a shower in the morning. Yesterday we also met a fake If it wasn't for Yan Mingguang's greatness, I would have almost died in the studio."
Sun Shi sneered: "I thought there might be something wrong at first, but you said the same thing just now. Why did you say the same thing again, bloody handprints and dolls? Fake you, you still say the same thing as you Something, colluding? I know that ghosts sometimes deceive people, but they must also have information, and they always want to kill me, right? If the you I met was fake, why didn’t he kill me? Keep running? I'm not stupid, you can escape the fact that you tricked me by pushing the matter to ghosts?"
Yan Wei glanced at him: "You are stupid if you can be tricked."
"Who are you calling stupid?"
Gao Ming pushed his glasses, frowned and said, "Why don't you calm down. We are in this kind of place, what happens is not guaranteed, and it is possible that Yan Wei will know what ghosts he encounters."
Yan Wei stopped talking.
This idiot.
Unable to discover such an obvious scam, Yan Wei didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he simply picked up the tableware and began to eat the breakfast on the table slowly.
Seeing that he was eating breakfast indifferently, Sun Shi glared at him, but there was nothing he could do about Yan Wei. He had no choice but to say in a strange way: "Anyway, you, a trash who can only see your face, will kill yourself sooner or later."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Mingguang put on a cold face, took out something from his pocket, and threw it straight at the table in front of him.
With a sound of "Dang-", a dagger-like short knife was inserted straight into the table, the blade was still trembling, and the whole table trembled, which was enough to see the force when it was thrown.
Sun Shi immediately turned pale, his lips trembled, and finally he dared not speak.
Several people ate breakfast in an awkward atmosphere, only Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang seemed indifferent, and their expressions were quite indifferent. During Gao Ming's period, it was quite calm. He asked the middle-aged man some questions, and discussed his views with Yan Mingguang—it was a discussion, but in fact, Gao Ming was talking all the time.
Half an hour later, the waiter came. He just left four tickets for the art exhibition and four maps of the city and left.
At the same moment, Lou's notification sounded in the minds of all players.
[Congratulations to the player for entering the next stage of the dungeon. The location of the dungeon has expanded from the Promenade Hotel to the entire urban area where the Promenade Hotel is located. From 8 am to 6 pm every day, players can move freely within the map range, and must stay in the hotel for the rest of the time. Violation penalty: death. ]
Sun Shi reached out his hand immediately, and took a ticket for the art exhibition and a map in his hand.
Seeing this, the other players also realized that there were too many monks and too little food, and hurriedly reached out to get the tickets. Yan Mingguang just stretched out his hand to take a map, Yan Wei didn't move, but smiled indistinctly.
He had been thinking before, if there were so many places to explore, and nine days was a cover-up, how could they search for all the clues in such a short period of time? To do this, you must be aware of the time issue at the very beginning of the dungeon, and discover a large number of locations, so as to disperse people to find clues.
That's too much to ask for.
And things like rules that confuse players, since they appeared once in the dungeon, they can also appear a second time.
The four tickets for the art exhibition sent by the waiter confirmed Yan Wei's guess—the art exhibition, the place mentioned all the time, seems to be an indispensable part of the clue, but there are only four tickets, which is unreasonable.
Moreover, the rules do not do unnecessary work.
From the beginning to the end, they came to visit the art exhibition only at the mouth of the waiter, and Lou didn't have any mandatory requirements at all. The dungeon expanded the map for them, instead of directly telling them to go to the art exhibition. There are only four tickets, which also implies that it is not necessary to go to the art exhibition.
So Yan Mingguang didn't take tickets, but just a map.
In the end, Sun Shi, the middle-aged man, and the other two players got the tickets and two maps. Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang only got one map, and Gao Ming didn't get the tickets and took the last map.
Sun Shi took the ticket and led the other three people. When he was about to leave, he passed by Yan Wei's side. He sneered very contemptuously and said, "You are quite self-aware. Just leave the trash in the hotel and not delay you. I found a clue After that, if you don't continue to trick everyone, you admit your mistake, and I can still take you out."
He was eager to find clues, and strode out after speaking.
Facing Sun Shi's back in a hurry, Yan Wei said softly: "...Congratulations to this player—oh no, this idiot, you are about to waste a day."
Gao Ming: "Yan Wei, what did you say?"
"nothing."
Gao Ming asked again: "Yan Mingguang, where are you going?"
Yan Wei blinked, his eyes moved slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his beautiful eyes revealed innocence and clarity.
He didn't speak, Yan Mingguang said lightly: "Hospital."
"Sure enough!" Gao Ming patted the table with a happy expression on his face, "You guessed the same as I did. We have all been to the studio, and the portraits in the studio have appeared too many times in the background of the hospital. Tickets for the exhibition are limited, why don't you go to the hospital first?" .Yan Wei, you go to the hospital with us, there are many dangers in the hotel because we can’t find any clues for now, why don’t you follow me and Yan Mingguang, so we can take care of you.”
"Okay." Going to the hospital was Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang's idea, and he naturally didn't refuse Gao Ming's kindness, "Thank you."
Beside Yan Wei, Yan Mingguang had already pulled out the short knife stuck on the table, and was putting it away neatly. Yan Wei had just reached a cooperation with the man, at this moment he confidently held a chicken feather as an arrow, and said to Gao Ming: "But before going, Yan Mingguang asked me to ask you something first. Neither you nor Sun Shi are the initial players, right? "
Gao Ming's expression suddenly changed!