The household booklet lay quietly on the desk, one corner was wet with water—only a small corner was wet.
"interesting."
Lin Huai picked up the household book and opened it. On the first page, the names of each household were still written in pencil. He only glanced roughly, and then turned his eyes to the place where the names of the households on the third floor were written—
It was indeed the artist's name that got wet with water. Due to the infiltration of water, the original three correct pencil characters have been blurred and blurred.
"Pencil writing, blurred, resident list..." Lin Huai twisted the paper and turned it over, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I see."
"It turns out that this is how ordinary players pass the level."
In an apartment building, there are ten weird rooms, ten weird stories, weird fourth floors, weird elevators, dozens of lingering ghosts... "Chunyu Apartment" is a single-player dungeon, Even for a player like Lin Huai who has one person and one dog, it is a bit difficult, let alone an ordinary player
From the perspective of game design, it is very unreasonable to embarrass an ordinary player with such difficulty. For ordinary players, they may not survive the first week, and they will die tragically in the property management room due to the attack of ghosts.
Therefore, this game must have a gameplay that ordinary players can easily complete. And this game's shortcut...
It's in this household register!
"The ID card can prove that the holder is a national of a country, the real estate certificate can prove that the registrant is the owner of the property, and all the ghosts in this apartment are the proof of the occupants of the room...in this booklet. This booklet Above, the name of the ghost written in pencil is the proof that they are the 'residents' of this apartment." Lin Huai gently scratched the cover of the household book with his fingers, "The first task and the second task given by the system The second task is to cover up the truth about the death of the residents and prevent the residents from discovering ghosts. The third task is to discover the truth about the death of the residents... "
"However, what if there are no households?" He smiled. "Generally speaking, very few people use pencils to write the household register, and most people use a pen to write directly. The household register is written with a pencil. It is a hint to the behavior of "wiping with an eraser". Since there are no residents, task 1 and task 2 are an empty set without tasks that can be completed directly. Then the real task is only There is one last thing left—discovering the truth about the fire. From this, the difficulty of the game is greatly reduced.”
"At the same time, erase the names of the residents, the fact that there are no residents in Chunyu Apartment, and the strange stories that are specific to each room, but not specific residents. This in itself also implies... the truth of the fire and the nominated residents The residents on the list have nothing to do. What is related to the fire is the strange stories, stories or rooms that did not appear on the list."
Chu Tianshu's voice appeared in Lin Huai's mind, and Lin Huai turned around.
The black and white dog has already climbed down from the bed, squatted beside him, and wagged his tail: "Therefore, there is only one event that can be called a strange story that is closely related to the cause of the fire—that is, the mother and daughter of Chunyu Apartment were killed. killing incident. Other than that..."
"Besides that, I noticed one more thing." Lin Huai said with a smile.
"What's up?"
"One detail." Lin Huai said, turning the register back to the position where the painter's name was registered, "Although the handwriting here has been blurred due to the soaking in water. However, it is blurred like this... It really cannot be used as 'soaked in water'. Words to explain simply, so... "
Chu Tianshu: ...
Lin Huai: "So?"
He deliberately raised his voice and looked at Chu Tianshu with a smile. Chu Tianshu was silent for a moment, then obediently lay down, and buried his face on the floor: "So, there is another murderer that caused this name to be completely blurred."
Lin Huai nodded with a smile: "So... who is the murderer?"
Chu Tianshu buried his face deeper, wagging his tail constantly behind his back: "This murderer should be someone who has enough time to commit the crime."
Lin Huai nodded her chin: "Well, what then?"
"Then... easy access to the crime scene."
"anything else?"
"What's more..." Chu Tianshu paused, "He must..."
"must?"
"Handsome and capable of action." Chu Tianshu said seriously, "There is also a heart that loves you."
Lin Huai: ...
Chu Tianshu: "It's very shameless."
Lin Huai: "... come here."
Chu Tianshu got up from the floor with a "swoosh", and rushed to Lin Huai, wagging his tail triumphantly. Lin Huai looked at his beaming dog face indifferently, and finally gave a "tsk", and stretched out his hands to rua vigorously.
"Is that why you don't like me going to 302?"
"I don't like it." Chu Tianshu shook his head vigorously, "I wanted to hold back, but a great opportunity came, so I couldn't hold back."
Lin Huai: "...All right. Then I'll go up later and let the ghosts in the painting kill him."
Chu Tianshu: "Yes, I am very supportive."
As he spoke, he leaned lazily on Lin Huai's body, with an expression of wish fulfillment. Lin Huai couldn't help feeling that their conversation just now resembled a tyrant and his demon concubine.
Lin Huai finally succumbed to love. Before going to sleep, he made a special trip to the third floor, and when he passed the corridor, he took out the fruit knife that he threw into the wall.
"Wake up." Lin Huai sat beside the painter and patted him awake with a fruit knife.
The moment he opened his eyes and saw the fruit knife in his hand, the artist let out a scream. Lin Huai let out a low laugh, and simply pinched his chin with his hands.
"I don't like too much noise—tonight, I have heard enough screams. Unfortunately, the screams of the weak are not very pleasant, including you." Lin Huai said, "But you I should be thankful that I forgot to wear my gloves—otherwise, cutting out your tongue is the easiest way to stop your voice."
The painter no longer dared to speak out. He kept his mouth screaming, not daring to move even a single muscle.
"You are too obedient." Lin Huai felt a little regretful, "Can't you let me enjoy being resisted for a while longer?"
After saying this, he seemed to have no interest in cutting the rope that bound the painter with a knife.
The knife was very sharp, and his hand was also fast, but in an instant, the originally tight rope was completely broken.
"Okay." Lin Huai applauded, smiling eyes curved, "Now you are free."
"free… "
The painter said in disbelief, Lin Huai put the back of the knife against his palm and smiled: "Yes, you are free. I have lost interest in you."
"why… "
"Because someone was upset." Lin Huai tilted his head to look at him, "Congratulations, you have been released after serving your sentence."
After saying this, he turned his wrist, and the fruit knife that was originally held in his right hand turned over and inserted deeply into the mattress. He acted casually, as if this wasn't a big deal, as if the mattress had been one of the scabbards that could be used.
"Change into more formal clothes in the room." Lin Huai stood up, "Important occasions always require a sense of ritual, don't they?"
He turned and left the painter's bedroom, humming a whistle song. When passing by the living room, he kept walking and took away the four Chinese paintings that he put on the dining table.
"Happy revengers' day." He used the tone of "Happy Valentine's Day", turned his back to the eight ghosts in the living room, and sent his final congratulations.
Lin Huai did not forget to close the door when leaving the room. He casually took an ax from the wall, and put it against the door in a triangular shape.
"Now only the seventh-floor incident and the truth about the fire remain." Lin Huai lay on the bed and yawned softly, "The seventh-floor incident... um... annoying."
"Shall I wipe it off?"
"No." Lin Huai put his chin on Chu Tianshu's head and said sleepily, "It's so much fun to watch couples fight... Hey..."
"Ok?"
Lin Huai: "When shall we try again?"
Chu Tianshu raised his eyes in his arms: "What?"
"Let's try to quarrel or fight too?" Even though he was sleepy, Lin Huai's voice was still full of enthusiasm, "I always feel that in the process of falling in love, there is no slapping each other, crying, reconciliation, and slapping again , tears, and reconciliation, there will be a lack of life experience... "
Chu Tianshu: "...Little friend Lin, can you have more good things in your little head? Think more about romantic things that couples can do?"
Lin Huai: "For example? Drink tea in Antarctica and watch penguins kiss?"
Chu Tianshu: ...
Lin Huai: "I still prefer watching polar bears fight each other, and watching seals beating penguins... Don't look at me like that, can't you afford to lose? Don't worry, if you lose in a fight, I will remember to apply medicine to you. But don't cry with me, I hate it when someone has a runny nose in front of me... ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Chu Tianshu hit Lin Huai's chin with his head, looked at him contemptuously for a while, and sighed: "I really spoiled you."
Lin Huai: "Then don't pet me."
Chu Tianshu turned around and whispered something in Lin Huai's ear. Lin Huai shrank her neck, with an unnatural expression: "Tsk, hooligan."
Chu Tianshu pinched his waist with his claws: "In the middle of the night, sleep!"
Lin Huai obediently closed his eyes, and after tossing all night, he was really sleepy.
Chu Tianshu also closed his eyes, but not long after, he heard the sound of airflow blowing in his ears: "If you can't say it, let me sleep, can't you afford to lose? Hmm?"
Chu Tianshu raised his eyebrows at him: "After I go out, I will let you know who is the one who can't afford to lose."
Lin Huai bit her lips lightly and smiled: "Oh, I'm so scared. Good dog."
Chu Tianshu: "...sleep!"
Lin Huai fell asleep triumphantly, and soon after, Chu Tianshu heard his even breathing. Chu Tianshu opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, feeling a little complicated.
"...don't care about the children." He finally sighed, as if saying to himself, "Sleep!"
As soon as the words fell, his ears moved.
what sound
After turning into a dog, Chu Tianshu's sensitive hearing allows him to hear more sounds than he could hear when he was a human.
Like now.
He closed his eyes, tensed his body, and heard…
I tried my best to suppress my breathing!
Apart from them on this first floor... There are other people, hiding here!