The lights on the second floor were still very dim, and before Zhou Jiayu had moved, he saw Xu Ruizang take out an object from his arms. He took a closer look, but found that it was a delicate compass. The compass is no more than the size of a palm, with gossip drawn on it and a small pointer in the middle.
Xu Rui asked, "Can you feel anything?"
Zhou Jiayu looked around and nodded. The black air on this floor was thicker than that on the first floor, making him feel very uncomfortable.
Xu Rui said: "I'll take a look at this floor now, how about you?"
Zhou Jiayu hesitated for a while, and decided to follow his own feelings: "I'll go upstairs and have a look."
Xu Rui said: "Okay, pay attention to safety."
Zhou Jiayu nodded and turned away.
Zhou Jiayu went to the third floor, Xu Rinwang looked down at his compass. As soon as Zhou Jiayu left, his compass started to spin wildly. He raised his eyebrows slightly and cast a compass at the place where Zhou Jiayu left. A very meaningful look.
Zhou Jiayu went up to the third floor alone. The style of the third floor is similar to that of the second floor. There are many lively dolls, but there are a few other things in the corridor. On the walls of the third floor, every few meters, various photos are hung.
There are handsome masters, beautiful mistresses, and their lovely children. This family of four, inlaid in a wooden photo frame, smiled sweetly at the person who came. The sweet photos were simply incompatible with this gloomy atmosphere.
The content of the photos is very complete, from the wedding of the two to the birth of the second child, the photos of each stage are unbroken.
Zhou Jiayu watched as he walked, and he said, "What a pity."
"Yes." Jiba responded in his mind, "The family of four is gone."
And listening to Xiaodou's tone, the murderer didn't seem to be found either. Zhou Jiayu was sighing in his heart, but his footsteps stopped. Before he knew it, he walked to the end of the corridor.
The last photo is a family photo of the four of them. The father is holding his daughter and the mother is holding his son, standing on the grass and maintaining that happy smile. On the opposite side of the photo is the stairs to the fourth floor. Because of Xiaodou's previous instructions, Zhou Jiayu had no intention of going up. He was about to turn around and leave, but vaguely heard a child's screams.
"What sound?" Zhou Jiayu asked in surprise.
Jiba Dao: "It seems to be from the fourth floor..."
It really came from the fourth floor, Zhou Jiayu held his breath, this time, he heard the voice very clearly from the fourth floor...
Zhou Jiayu hesitated for a moment, but decided to go and have a look. Anyway, it's a game now, so nothing particularly terrible should happen. He turned around and slowly went up to the fourth floor, but when he was about to turn the corner of the stairs, he glanced back, and this look made the pores all over his body explode directly—I saw in the photo of a family of four hanging at the entrance of the stairs, The heads of the two children were tilted in one direction at some point, while the parents' heads were tilted in the other direction. Their postures were so strange that even the smiles made people creepy. Jiayu almost stepped on the air.
"Fuck." Zhou Jiayu scolded in a low voice, "What is this?"
Jiba said: "You calm down, this must be just your hallucination."
Zhou Jiayu said, "Huh?"
Jiba Dao: "Some things can only be seen by special people. The scientific explanation is that you and its frequency are exactly the same."
Zhou Jiayu listened ignorantly.
Jiba continued: "To give an inappropriate example, if a person is shaking, and you and his shaking frequency are the same, then in the eyes of both of you, you are both still."
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Listening to Jiba's popular science in such a gloomy place, I always feel that my heart is filled with the brilliance of socialism.
As he spoke, he had already reached the entrance on the fourth floor, but there was a black iron door blocking Zhou Jiayu's way.
The iron door looked a little old, and Zhou Jiayu noticed some dark red traces in the corner under the iron door through the dim light. If he guessed correctly, it might also be blood.
Seeing the door, Zhou Jiayu hesitated, and the sound he heard before also disappeared. According to Jiba, the sound may also be his hallucination... In that case, let's go down.
Zhou Jiayu thought so, just about to turn around and leave, but suddenly felt as if he had stepped on something, his body lost his balance, and he stumbled forward.
Because of inertia, he fell towards the iron gate. In order to prevent slipping, Zhou Jiayu had to stretch out his hand to support the iron gate.
Change happens at this moment.
It was difficult for Zhou Jiayu to describe the feeling, as if the surrounding environment was all distorted, and his soul was forcibly pulled into an unknown place.
Quiet... Quiet... Zhou Jiayu gasped violently. He lay on the ground and smelled a strong smell of blood.
Be quiet... Don't make a sound... The voice continued to murmur in his mind, Zhou Jiayu lowered his head and saw the bright red blood stained on his hands. The blood was fresh, and it exuded a strong breath. He seemed to be hiding under the bed, and his body also turned into the appearance of a child.
It took Zhou Jiayu a few seconds to react - he seemed to be pulled into the murder scene, and his body also belonged to a victim who died in the villa.
The sound of da da da footsteps sounded like high heels stepping on the floor. Zhou Jiayu felt that the body was tense and was about to vomit. In order not to make a sound, he bit the back of his hand tightly.
"Baby, where are you? Giggle..." The voice of the exclusive woman sounded.
So scared... So scared... Help, who will save him... Zhou Jiayu's mind was flooded with thoughts that didn't belong to him, his eyes began to fill with fearful tears, and his breathing became short of breath.
The woman seemed to turn around in the room, and when her feet in red high-heeled shoes stopped in front of the bed, Zhou Jiayu's heart also seemed to stiffen.
"It's not here." The woman said, she turned around slowly, and left slowly.
Zhou Jiayu breathed a sigh of relief and buried his face in his arms, but when he raised his eyes again, he saw the woman who should have left, bent down and tilted her head to look at him, her face was already stained with blood Man, with a grim smile on the corner of her mouth, she said, "Baby, what are you afraid of?"
This face was very familiar to him - the face of the hostess of the villa.
Zhou Jiayu's screams were suppressed in his throat, he felt his hand being grabbed by the woman, and then dragged out of the bed abruptly.
The woman, holding the knife in her right hand, giggled, and said, "Bad boy, bad boy—why break Mama's doll—"
The sharp blade stabbed, and Zhou Jiayu's body let out a miserable cry.
A broken doll was thrown in front of Zhou Jiayu, and the woman said, "This is my mother's favorite one, why did you do this, bad boy—"
The body seemed to be dismembered, and Zhou Jiayu felt no pain and could not move.
"Since it's broken, don't." The woman said coldly.
Then, Zhou Jiayu saw with her own eyes that she cut the doll into pieces with a knife blade. After slicing the doll, the woman slowly turned her head and smiled again: "Bad boy, it's your turn."
The whole room was covered in blood, and the sight was a suffocating red.
Zhou Jiayu saw so many fragmentary pictures that his mind couldn't handle them all for a while.
"Zhou Jiayu, Zhou Jiayu! Are you alright!" Ji Ba's voice floated faintly.
Zhou Jiayu slowly opened his eyes and found himself falling down in the corridor on the fourth floor. No players came here, and he didn't know how long he had been lying here.
Jiha was a little anxious and called his name repeatedly.
Zhou Jiayu said, "Ah... how long have I been dizzy."
"You sleep for a while and the game is over." Jiba said.
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Oh huh.
Jiba said: "I thought you were going to sleep until someone came to find you."
Zhou Jiayu sighed, leaned on the edge of the stairs, stretched out his hand and wiped his face heavily: "I seem to have seen something I shouldn't see..."
Jiba said: "Huh?"
Zhou Jiayu said, "I saw the murderer."
Jiba's voice suddenly raised a tune, and the whole bird jumped in surprise: "What did you say? Did you see the murderer?"
"Yes." Zhou Jiayu said, "The murderer looks like."
Jiba said, "Who is it?"
Zhou Jiayu said, "It's... the hostess of this house." If you guessed correctly, the fourth floor should be where the murder took place. Thinking back on the surrounding environment when the murder occurred, it should be normal for it to be sealed.
Jiba was stunned, as if he didn't expect Zhou Jiayu's answer to be like this, he said, "But the mistress... Didn't she also die?"
Zhou Jiayu sighed: "How do I know." He slowly got up, reached out and wiped his face, only to find that his face was full of tears.
Jiba said: "Don't talk about it, let's look for the doll first, if you really can't find the doll... ah."
Zhou Jiayu can only say yes.
He glanced down at his feet as he stood up and saw what had caused him to fall, what seemed to be a beautiful hairpin, glass, butterfly. It didn't break even after being stepped on by him. It looked very similar to Xiaodou's style. She should have accidentally lost it when she was cleaning the room.
Zhou Jiayu rubbed his head and came down from the fourth floor, but no one saw him on the third floor. Something not very good came into his mind, and he ran to the first floor in a hurry. As expected, only On the coffee table in the living room on the first floor, nine beautiful dolls were already placed, and at this time, it was only ten minutes before the end of the game.
Zhou Jiayu: "..." It's over!
The author has something to say: It's decided, I will enter V on Thursday.
Zhou Jiayu: If you lose...
Lin Zhushui: At least three days.
Zhou Jiayu: ? ? ?