It was late at night, and the street shops had closed early. Occasionally, a cold wind blows through, picking up countless fallen leaves. The street lamps cast down a dim light, illuminating the surrounding crowded and narrow residential buildings in darkness. Old telegraph poles are twisted and piled up in the air, like a long black snake, winding forward in the endless night.
He Man and others looked at the rules of the game that popped up on the light screen. They couldn't help but look at each other and remained silent for a long time.
What do you mean? Do you want them to solve the case and find the murderer
But the prompt given by the game is only a black silhouette picture, and there is no age, gender or height. How can they find the murderer
Wang Dabiao likes to scratch his hair when he is irritable. As a result, when he raises his hand and touches his bare forehead, he becomes even more irritable. He frowned and looked at Shen Zuixing, and said in a rough voice: "Hey, haven't you already passed the novice level? You should know who the murderer is, right?"
He has a bad attitude, a bit more vicious than the gangsters on the street. Shen Zuixing put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the big tree on the roadside. He narrowed his eyes when he heard this. Although his voice was smiling, there was an inexplicable danger in it: "I advise you to shut up."
Wang Dabiao was stunned: "Why?"
Chen Zuixing moved his wrist slightly, and a folding knife quietly fell out of his sleeve. He flexibly circled a sword with murderous intent and pointedly said: "Because I don't like talking to ugly people, and I get into a bad mood easily. Once I'm in a bad mood, I don't know what I will do."
He smiled brightly, but his eyes made people feel like a perverted lunatic.
Wang Dabiao swallowed his saliva when he saw this. He was so angry and aggrieved that he didn't dare to speak for a while. Only Jiang Weimian spoke: "The tasks in the new level are randomly assigned, and there are very few repetitions. The tasks he did last time should be different from this time."
Chen Zuixing glanced at him with a smile and lowered his voice: "Tsk, you are still smart, Jiang Weimian. Maybe the two of us can try to be long-term teammates in the future~"
The last two words were drawn out in an ambiguous and lewd tone, making it seem like he didn't mean "teammate" but "shooting buddy."
Jiang Weimian's eyes are darker than white, and his face is cold, which makes him look unfriendly. When he is half-closed, he looks even more unfriendly to strangers. He looked at Shen Zuixing's face as he leaned towards her and said with no discernible emotion, "I advise you to stay away from me."
Chen Zuixing raised his eyebrows: "Why?"
Jiang Weimian moved his knuckles with an expressionless expression, and made a bone-crushing sound that made people feel sour: "Because I hit people when I'm in a bad mood."
In fact, Jiang Weimian is very sleepy now, but he can't sleep. He just tried hard to recall the plot of the beginner level, but his mind went blank and he couldn't find any answers, which made his mood even worse.
Chen Zuixing stood up straight with interest: "You are really interesting."
He Man and others were all novices and had no idea how to play the game, so they could only pin their hopes on the two of them. Seeing Shen Zuixing and Jiang Weimian "flirting", he boldly raised his hand and asked: "Um...should we catch the murderer now?"
Jiang Weimian: "No. 13 Huahai Road is the scene of the murder. Let's go to this place first."
Qian Duoduo is short-sighted and looks dull: "Ah? Isn't this No. 13 Huahai Road?"
Shen Zuixing raised his chin and motioned them to look at the house number of the canteen next to him: "This is No. 13 Huayang Road, not No. 13 Huahai Road. We think we have to find a way to get there. But electronic devices are prohibited and there is no navigation, so we can only By luck."
The buses in this area have stopped running, and there are not even a few taxis. Even if they did, they didn't have the money to pay. A silver-gray car happened to be speeding by the side of the road, picking up countless fallen leaves and looking a bit desolate inexplicably.
After Jiang Weimian heard this, he walked directly towards the front of the road. He seemed to know how to go. Seeing this, the others could only follow. Chen Zuixing was in trouble the most. After walking a few steps, he started complaining that his wound hurt. He said weakly, "Hey, my wound is not healed yet. Can any of you carry me?"
He Man waved his hand quickly: "I am a weak woman, I can't carry you."
Qian Duoduo adjusted his glasses and refused awkwardly: "I'm still in school... I'm growing..."
Wang Da
Biao sneered and stared at Shen Zuixing, waiting for him to beg him. As a result, Shen Zuixing looked away and passed him by: "You are too ugly, I don't want you to carry me."
Jiang Weimian, who was walking in front, had an inexplicable premonition when he heard this. As a result, as soon as he had this idea, he felt his shoulders sinking in the next second, and he was caught off guard by a body with a faint smell of blood. Someone smiled lazily in his ear and said: "Jiang Weimian, please carry me. We are in the same team, and we can’t complete the mission without me.”
Jiang Weimian's face turned dark.
He himself was so sleepy that it was difficult to walk. Who would have to carry this big gangster like Chen Zuixing? !
The system appeared silently, lowered its voice in his ear and reminded him mysteriously: Host, please remember our mission, a little impatience will ruin the big plan.
After saying this, he stabbed Jiang Weimian hard with the tip of the diamond. The pain caused the latter to wake up instantly. He clenched his fist and encouraged: "Little King Kong will always be with you!" come on, come on, come on!
Jiang Weimian: "..."
He is really a bitch.
Everyone was waiting for Jiang Weimian's reaction, including Shen Zuixing. After a few seconds, Jiang Weimian finally gave in, resigned himself to his fate, leaned over and lifted Shen Zuixing up from the ground, and hurried forward with a dark expression.
Chen Zuixing noticed the tightness of Jiang Weimian's fingertips, and he let out a low, seductive sound, with unclear meaning: "Jiang Weimian, can you be gentler? It hurts me."
Jiang Weimian paused when he heard the words, and felt all the heat from Shen Zuixing's words spraying onto his neck. An astonishing itching and numbness went directly from the top of his head to his tailbone, and his scalp was numb.
Jiang Weimian gritted his teeth silently: "If you say another word, get out of here."
As expected, Chen Zuixing shut up obediently.
Everyone walked in the dark for who knows how long, and finally saw a cleaner cleaning up fallen leaves on the street. Seeing this, Jiang Weimian stepped forward and asked, "Uncle, could you please tell me how to get to No. 13 Huahai Road?"
The cleaner had gray hair on his temples and a rickety figure that was thin and hollow, and could barely hold up his orange sanitation uniform. Hearing this, he raised his hand and pointed in front. His cleaning gloves were already torn and threadbare, and his voice was old: "It's only ten minutes further and we'll be there. It's a mess over there. There are gangsters everywhere. You'd better avoid it."
As soon as they heard the way, everyone was in front of them. After thanking them, they immediately cheered up and hurried forward at a faster pace. Finally, they reached a residential building with dense alleys. No. 13 Huahai Road is hidden in the deepest part of the alley.
As the cleaner said, this place is really messy. A dense cluster of low-rise buildings is crumbling, with old wires and cobwebs clinging to it. The security windows are rusty and black, as if a gust of wind and rain can easily destroy them.
As soon as everyone reached the entrance of the alley, they saw a man with yellow hair and a smug appearance walking out of the alley. He had a cigarette stuck to his ear, smelled of alcohol, and he lifted up his belt. He was as thin as a man with ribs.
Not long after, another long-haired woman wearing heavy makeup and six-inch high heels walked out. Wearing a sexy red suspender skirt and holding a cigarette between her fingertips, she walked to the side of the road, hailed a taxi and left.
Wang Dabiao's eyes widened when he saw her passing by.
He Man glanced at Wang Dabiao with disgust and stayed away from him: "Can you stop being so nasty and getting crazy when you see a woman?"
Wang Dabiao immediately looked away in embarrassment: "Her waist is so thick, who would be crazy about her."
He Man said: "How thin is your waist? You are tall and thick, but you always like to make demands on others."
Shen Zuixing interrupted them: "Shut up, everyone, go in and see the corpse first."
As soon as the word "corpse" came out, the air fell into an inexplicable deathly silence.
He Man is a girl and timid. Hearing this, he looked around unconsciously and felt a chill on his back: "What corpse?"
Chen Zuixing raised his eyebrows and remained silent.
Jiang Weimian summoned the game interface and took a look, only to find that the time in the upper right corner was 10:25. He said in a deep tone: "At ten o'clock in the evening on June 18, a female high school student was killed after school at No. 13 Huahai Road. She The time of death was 10:00, and it is now 10:25. In other words, the victim has been dead for at least 24 minutes.”
He Man said "Ah" and covered his mouth
Unable to hide his surprise: "Then when did we start the game?"
Qian Duoduo adjusted his glasses: "If...if I remember correctly, it should be 9:10. The game requires us to catch the murderer within two hours. It is now 10:25, and there are 45 minutes left."
Jiang Weimian put Shen Zuixing down and frowned: "We wasted too much time on the road. The female high school student has been killed for nearly half an hour, and the murderer should have left the scene of the crime."
As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned. There were only 45 minutes left. How could they catch the murderer? !
Wang Dabiao scratched his head: "Grandma, I think that yellow-haired little gangster just now doesn't look like a good person. He must be the murderer. Let's catch him back quickly!"
Chen Zuixing glanced at the empty roadside: "Everyone has left on a motorcycle, how can you chase them with two legs?"
After saying that, he said lazily: "The new level can be restarted an unlimited number of times. Under normal circumstances, no one can clear the level in one go. While there is still time, let's look for clues first, so that we can save trouble when we start again later."
Wang Dabiao was happy: "If we can do it again, then let's arrest everyone who walks out of this alley. There will always be a time when a blind cat encounters a dead mouse."
Jiang Weimian directly exposed his fantasy: "The virtual world here is very real, and there are gangsters nearby. If you arrest someone randomly, you will be beaten by a group of people. Once your body is injured, your battery will also be reduced. ”
and,
"Although the novice level can be restarted an unlimited number of times, each restart will consume a certain amount of power, so it is best not to restart more than three times as a last resort."
Jiang Weimian said nothing and walked directly into the alley regardless of everyone's reaction. Everything in his phone has been cleared and disabled, but fortunately, the basic function of the flashlight can still be used. He used a flashlight to illuminate his surroundings and walked through the winding alleys, seemingly looking for something. When he finally passed a corner, he suddenly found a fallen girl's sneaker not far away, and he stopped for a moment. .
In a dark and closed environment, the night will only look darker. There seemed to be an invisible giant beast dormant in the depths at the end of the alley, opening its bloody mouth to devour all comers.
A light pink women's sneaker was left behind by its owner and looked lonely under the bright light of the mobile phone.
Jiang Weimian walked slowly inside, holding his breath unconsciously, and as he got closer, everything in front of him became clearer and clearer.
The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of slender, white legs that belong to a woman. One foot was wearing a shoe, and the other was bare, stained with specks of blood.
Going up, a pair of underwear hangs loosely at the knees.
Going up further, there is a messy short skirt. His abdomen was covered in blood. He had been stabbed several times, and his chest had long since lost its rise and fall.
The cell phone's beam dimmed for a moment.
The girl had long, light brown hair, earrings, heavy makeup, and was lying on the ground with her eyes closed and her face was pale. The lipstick looked like it had been rubbed vigorously, the color had gone out of color and was all over the chin, but it was not difficult to see the delicate face.
A pink schoolbag was left alone not far away, covered with gray marks.
As soon as Shen Zuixing walked into the alley, he saw Jiang Weimian with his back turned to him, squatting in front of the body without saying a word. Rare said nothing.
He Man and others who were chasing after him were also shocked when they saw this. They couldn't bear to witness the tragic situation in front of them. They closed their eyes and tilted their heads, covering their hearts for a long time and could not speak.
Jiang Weimian reached out to touch the girl's body temperature and said in a deep voice: "She died not long ago, we should have arrived earlier."
Shen Zui There’s a chance for a comeback.”
Wang Dabiao took out his mobile phone and helped to illuminate the scene. It was rare that he modestly asked for advice: "But... but the murderer has run away, how can we find the murderer's information?"
Shen Zuixing said: "Any information is fine. You can turn on the light. Jiang Weimian and I will check the body. He Man and Qian Duoduo will check the surroundings to see if there are any clues."
He is quite serious at critical moments, and everyone follows him unconsciously
The assignment started to get busy. Jiang Weimian glanced at Shen Zuixing and said nothing. He helped lay down the girl's body. One of them was responsible for checking the dictation, and the other was responsible for taking notes on his mobile phone.
Jiang Weimian slowly opened the hem of the girl's shirt, checked it carefully, and frowned: "The deceased was stabbed five times in the abdomen and died of excessive blood loss. There should be a knife hidden on the murderer's body, at least ten centimeters long."
"There was a light aroma in the mouth and nose of the corpse, and he may have taken narcotics. The murderer had a bottle of liquid medicine that would cause coma."
Jiang Weimian had written a book before and learned some psychological profiling, and unconsciously began to speculate on the conditions of the murderer: "There are traces of sexual assault, but no traces of jabs. The murderer may be sexually impotent, hate women, but also long for women. Under 35 years old, 20 Over 20 years old, no love history.”
Chen Zuixing stopped recording and frowned: "It might be a little difficult to find the murderer just by relying on this. This new level mission is much more difficult than my last one."
At this moment, He Man and Qian Duoduo suddenly made a new discovery. They ran over holding a pink schoolbag and half a cigarette butt.
He Man said: "I checked her schoolbag. There was a stack of test papers, a tube of lipstick, and a lighter in it. The deceased's name was Lin Xiaoke, a sophomore in high school. Her grades may be very poor, and she is suspected of being a bad girl."
Qian Duoduo held up a burned-out cigarette butt as if to offer a treasure and said: "This was found nearby. It was probably smoked by the murderer. We can use it for DNA testing."
Wang Dabiao slapped him on the head: "You're stupid! It's just two hours, it's not even enough to call the police, test your damn DNA! Who will test your DNA!"
Qian Duoduo covered his head, too aggrieved to say a word.
Jiang Weimian took the cigarette butt and took a look: "There are lipstick marks on it. It may have been smoked by the deceased. Lin Dabiao, if you pay less, you will pay more. He is the future flower of the motherland. If he breaks it, you can't afford to pay for it."
Chen Zuixing didn't mind watching the excitement and nodded at Wang Dabiao from the air: "Lin Dabiao, you are a cancer in society at first glance."
Wang Dabiao was furious: "Damn it! You two must be sick! My name is Wang Dabiao, not Lin Dabiao! My surname is not Lin!"
He Man said weakly: "The deceased's surname is Lin."
“…”
Jiang Weimian was a little embarrassed, suspecting that his memory disorder had recurred. He didn't say anything. He took out a pen from Lin Xiaoke's schoolbag and a piece of paper: "There are still ten minutes before the end of the game. Let's summarize the appearance of the murderer first and wait until we restart." Check one by one."
After hearing this, everyone gathered around and listened to what he said.
Jiang Weimian: "The murderer had a knife about 10 meters long and a bottle of volatile inhaled anesthetic. He was probably over 25 years old and under 35 years old..."
As he spoke, he suddenly remembered that the game interface had given a murderer hint picture, and he brought it up and enlarged it in front of everyone. I saw a black silhouette on it, and the murderer was leaning on the telephone pole, smoking with his fingertips.
"This old-fashioned telephone pole is about ten meters long. Based on the height he leaned on, the murderer should be between 1.79 and 1.82 meters tall. He likes to smoke, has a high nose bridge, and short hair."
He Man said: "My height is exactly 1.79 meters."
Qian Duoduo stood up and gestured to himself: "I'm 1.83 meters tall."
High school is growing very fast these days.
Jiang Weimian covered her mouth and yawned slightly: "Okay, I'll use you two as a reference later."
Shen Zuixing came over at some point. He looked at Jiang Weimian with dark eyes, smiled deeply, and whispered in his ear: "Tsk, new teammate, you are quite smart."
Jiang Weimian didn't move, and said in a calm voice: "I'll give you three seconds, stay away from me."
He is allergic to such people.
When Shen Zuixing heard this, not only did he not leave, but he came closer: "What, you don't want to hit me, do you?"
Jiang Weimian asked, "What do you think?"
Chen Zuixing's smile seemed to be seductive: "I don't think you can."
"boom-"
As soon as Shen Zuixing finished speaking, his vision went dark, and Jiang Weimian punched him on the bridge of the nose. He fell to the ground and groaned, unbelievable
He covered his nose and looked at Jiang Weimian with a surprised tone: "Jiang Weimian, you actually hit me?!"
Seeing this, He Man subconsciously took a step back and dragged Qian Duoduo over. Wang Dabiao was afraid that they would accidentally injure Chi Yu during the fight, so he also moved aside.
Jiang Weimian shook his fist, thinking to himself, old man, why don't you pretend to hit me if you don't really hit him? He was about to say something when he suddenly heard a movement in front of the alley. He frowned and subconsciously went to check, only to see a middle-aged woman wearing a coat and using a flashlight to look for her daughter.
"Xiao Ke! Xiao Ke! Where did you go?!"
"You damn girl! Mom just told you, don't scare me in the middle of the night, come out quickly!"
"Lin Xiaoke! The food is almost cold. I asked you to come out. Do you hear me?"
The woman was looking around, her voice already anxious. She flicked the flashlight inadvertently and suddenly found Jiang Weimian standing at the entrance of the alley. She quickly stepped forward and asked, "Young man, did you see a girl just now? She has long hair, earrings, and a pink back." Colorful school bag, about seventeen years old?”
Hearing this, Jiang Weimian subconsciously glanced at the alley behind him and blocked the intersection sideways. He stared at the woman's gray hair and worried eyes under the light. Somehow, he slowly raised his hand and pointed in another direction: "She..."
Jiang Weimian said: "She seems to be going that way..."
The woman slapped her thigh: "This damn girl must have gone to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet again."
After saying this, I hurriedly thanked him and immediately looked in the direction he pointed.
The moment the woman's back disappeared from everyone's eyes, a cold notification sound suddenly sounded from the sky:
Game time is up. I’m sorry that you didn’t catch the murderer and the new level mission failed—
Please ask if you choose to restart. The countdown is 3 seconds.
When Jiang Weimian heard this, he subconsciously looked at the time in the upper right corner, only to see that two hours had passed. He frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and pressed the reset button with everyone else. I saw a flash of dazzling white light, and their figures disappeared out of thin air. Only a piece of letterhead pulled out of Lin Xiaoke's schoolbag fluttered down from the air, like a kite with its string broken.
The piece of letterhead was very beautiful. Jiang Weimian had written the murderer's physical condition with black ink pen. The handwriting was sharp and incompatible with the light pink floral paper.
Another gust of wind blew by, revealing the back of the paper, with a neat line of beautiful words written on it:
Happy birthday to my mother.
Signature: Xiao Ke.
After the game restarted, Jiang Weimian and others returned to the original canteen. Everyone finally recovered and were about to rush to No. 13 Huahai Road. However, at this moment, an accident occurred and Jiang Weimian suddenly fell to the ground and fainted -
It's not quite right to say he was comatose. He seemed to be somewhat conscious and in a half-dream and half-awake state.
Qian Duoduo stepped forward, patted him, and asked nervously: "Xiao... Brother Xiao Jiang, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Weimian wanted to say that he had a narcolepsy attack, but he had no time to explain. He tried hard to open his eyes, his eyes skipped He Man and Qian Duoduo, and finally fell on Wang Dabiao and Shen Zuixing. He frowned and said with difficulty: "I have a headache. Which one of you will carry me for a while?"
Shen Zuixing covered his nose and said nothing. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked away, looking cold and indifferent, as if he was angry.
Wang Dabiao had just crawled out of the trash can, and he was smelly.
Jiang Weimian's vision had begun to blur. He raised his eyes to look at Shen Zuixing, his eyes dark and sharp, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Come here."
Hearing this, Shen Zuixing immediately put down the hand covering his nose. He held a grudge against Jiang Weimian for beating him just now, and said, "I won't betray you."
Jiang Weimian frowned: "Come here, don't make me repeat it a second time."
His facial features are deep and cold, and when he speaks with a frown, he is very intimidating, making people dare not refute. Chen Zuixing reluctantly walked to Jiang Weimian's side, but before he could speak, his shoulders felt heavy, and then Jiang Weimian's low and weak voice sounded in his ears: "Carry me."
Chen Zuixing turned around with a smile but not a smile: "Jiang Weimian, are you begging me?"
Jiang Weimian didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and lay motionless on Shen Zuixing's shoulder.
It's like falling asleep. The dark hair tickled the skin.
Chen Zuixing curled his lips and had no choice but to carry Jiang Weimian on his back and rush to No. 13 Huahai Road with everyone.
The time now is 9:11.
When Jiang Weimian suffers from narcolepsy, he usually needs to sleep for 20 hours. However, I don't know if Shen Zuixing's back was too comfortable, but it didn't take long for him to regain some consciousness. He opened his eyes drowsily and suddenly found himself on Shen Zuixing's back. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the other person, only to see that the bridge of Shen Zuixing's tall nose was red.
Jiang Weimian frowned: "Why is your nose red? Who hit it?"
He fell asleep and remembered everything, except that he punched Shen Zuixing.
Chen Zuixing: "..."