Zhou Qing's liver and gallbladder split at that moment, and a heart-rending scream broke out from his throat.
Her mental value fluctuated violently, plummeting to only 23%. At the moment of life and death, she released the item she had drawn from the turntable, the eyeless doll, like an electric shock.
Prop name: Eyeless doll (incomplete)
Grade: c-
Activation type: Instant activation
Cooling time: 3 hours
Attack power: none
Effect: The next second after the player uses the prop, the prop will materialize a cloth doll with a weight difference of no more than 5% from the player's body and appear in place of the player, and at the same time pop the player 2-3 meters back. distance. The doll's attack power is 0 and its defense power is average.
Note: After the player completes the prop, the prop is immediately upgraded to a buttonhole doll. The effect of the prop remains unchanged, and the remaining two uses are increased.
Equipment level: 5
Prop introduction: I am a buttonhole doll. My owner put me in the attic, so one of my eyes rolled down the escalator into the roaring flames of the fireplace, and the other eye fell in along the gap in the floor. Who can find my eyes after missing Puppy’s milk bowl? I am an eyeless doll~
This subconscious move saved her life.
A long, bloody tongue popped out of "Lin Fangfei's" open bloody mouth. At the critical moment, a doll exactly the same size as Zhou Qing appeared on the spot with a "bang", taking the place where she was standing, and there was a sound of fabric tearing. There was a muffled sound of cracking, and countless flying velvet splattered from the back of the doll's head, bearing the fatal blow for Zhou Qing.
Shrouded in extreme fear and death, Zhou Qing had no power to fight back. She rushed out of the door, shouting "Help" intermittently while running wildly down the corridor, desperately slapping the closed doors one by one. In front of her, a male player named Gao Xinghan opened the door cautiously and took a look. After just one glance, his expression changed drastically and he hurriedly closed the door. Then he could hear the key turning and locking from inside the door. Voice.
Zhou Qing was completely desperate. She stumbled and ran, her lips turned white, her voice was hoarse, and trembling tears fell on her nightgown. The rapid decline in her mental value caused her physical exhaustion to increase several times faster than usual. When she was exhausted and about to fall to the ground, a door suddenly opened in front of her!
Wen Zheliu held the Holy Sword of Physics in his hand, kicked open the door and took a look, and immediately said "fuck".
I saw an eyeless monster breaking out of the storage room at the end of the corridor. Half of its body was exposed, and half of the female corpse was covered with blood on its tongue. It was chasing Zhou Qing in the corridor. Wen Zheliu showed no mercy. , he stepped over Zhou Qing in two steps, and struck the female corpse in the head with a stick!
"What kind of monster is this? You are punishing me with the Holy Sword!"
The crowbar was swung like a melon and vegetables, and it beat the female corpse to pieces. With a muffled sound, it even nailed the eyeless monster's tough bloody tongue to the floor!
The monster let out a scream of pain, and Liu Zheliu stood stunned on the spot. At this moment, the crowbar in his hand seemed to emit thousands of golden light, forcing him to shout: "This is not a fucking E-level prop, this is an EX curry stick level prop!"
At this time, He Qin also came on stage holding a weapon, but instead of taking the wooden stick that Mu Tuo had given him before, he held... a hatchet.
"...Where did this hatchet come from?" Wen Zheliu asked calmly.
"Believe me." He Qin replied calmly, "Since you want to kill someone, you must be determined to be killed-"
Wen Zheliu collapsed and said: "I asked you where you got the hatchet. What are you doing with me in the lines? Are you Kagami Reina! Why do you suddenly become a otaku?"
He Qin regained his cynical look, curled his lips and said with a smile: "Just to spice up the atmosphere, now - nail it!"
His expression suddenly turned cold and serious, and his eyes burst out with unparalleled murderous intent and sharpness. Like a leopard that tensed its muscles, it flew towards the monster at the end of the corridor. He Qin kicked off the wall and spun around like the wind. , drew his sword and thundered, and shouted: "Get out!"
The monster's tongue was pinned tightly by Wen Zheliu, and its muscular lower body was stuck in the window of the storage room. It was unable to move for a moment. It couldn't help but scream in fear, and had to open its deformed and huge claws to block it. , where the wind of the knife passed by, a piece of rancid black blood splashed up. The hatchet hit the wrist bone buried deep under the thick texture, making a sonorous sound of metal collision!
He Qin was about to strike a second time, but the monster was already struggling desperately, even tearing out its tongue that was nailed under the crowbar. It kicked back with its claws, roared loudly, and squeezed open the window of the storage room in embarrassment. He ran quickly into the dark mountains and disappeared.
The night wind howled, blowing in through the broken window of the storage room. He Qin looked at the hatchet in his hand expressionlessly, then turned around and glanced at the two rows of doors that were still closed. At this time, the unstoppable killing intent had not completely faded from his body. He was covered in dim candlelight and hazy night, like a cold beast with gorgeous fur.
Zhou Qing was stunned.
Wen Zheliu swung the crowbar, and the blood on it flew to the wall, corroding the wallpaper into a boiling black-red foam. He walked to He Qin and whispered: "Brother, are you okay?"
"It's okay," He Qin said, while picking up a piece of black cloth from the mess on the floor and putting it in his pocket, "Go and have a look at her room."
Perhaps because they heard the movement outside stopped, the doors on both sides of the corridor opened one by one. Everyone who had just pretended to be dead cautiously stretched out half of their bodies to observe the chaos outside.
Zhou Qing followed the two of them tremblingly, so angry that he kept wiping his tears. Wen Zheliu turned his head slightly unbearably and said, "How are you? Are you okay?"
Unexpectedly, Zhou Qing burst into tears and said, "Thank you, thank you... thank you!"
Walking into the room, Zhou Qing cried and gestured to them, saying that she first heard a knock on the wall from Du Zijun's room, but Du Zijun said that it was not her, and then the thing knocked on her door. She didn't I dared to open the door, but I saw a dead face in the window...
Wen Zheliu moved closer and looked carefully with a candlestick, and found that there was indeed a circle of blood in the shape of a human face and several bloody fingerprints outside the window.
"It's not an illusion, it's real." He Qin said, "There are at least two monsters. One scares you out, and the other is waiting to catch you outside the door..."
As he was talking, Du Zijun suddenly ran in with messy hair on his temples, his pale thin lips pursed tightly, and his chest kept rising and falling.
"Are you okay?" She was holding a candlestick in her hand and looking around with a sinister look. Her skirt was also dirty and she didn't know where she wiped it.
He Qin raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you..."
"I'm a bloody mother!" Du Zijun suddenly cursed violently, "I climbed the stairs for half an hour and didn't get up. I walked at least a thousand steps! What the hell kind of ghost house is this?!"
Wen Zheliu had no doubt that if some inhuman creature appeared in front of her at this time, it would be smashed into pieces by the furious woman with a candlestick...
Immediately behind her, Mu Tuo and Zhou Yao, who had finished their night patrol early, also hurried over. As they passed by, Wen Zheliu's nose twitched slightly, as if she smelled some kind of sweet aroma.
Zhou Yao hugged his sister, and Zhou Qing threw herself into his arms and burst into tears. Mu Tuo comforted them, while Du Zijun was like an angry lioness, walking around carrying a candlestick, wanting to tear down the corridor. , the male players in the corridor kept whispering and looking here... He Qin's eyebrows twitched, he pressed his temples, and shouted in a deep voice: "Shut up, everyone!"
His handsome face was indifferent, and the cold murderous intention from when he swung the sword still remained between his brows. When he looked around, his aura was even more powerful, and he instantly calmed down all the noisy players.
"Now, go back to sleep. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow." He Qin commanded, "Don't delay your sleep time. This is for your own good."
The players were silent and silent.
"Let's go, baby," He Qin took Wen Zheliu's hand, "You don't need to hold the crowbar so tightly. Let's go back to the room first."
Wen Zheliu turned around and smiled at Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao, before being led back gently and forcefully by He Qin.
After closing the door, Wen Zheliu was still looking thoughtfully at the crowbar in his hand.
"What's wrong?" He Qin teased, "I didn't expect it to become the Holy Sword of Physics, did you?"
"What's going on..." Wen Zheliu shook his head in confusion, "This is unreasonable. How can a mere E-level item display such exaggerated combat effectiveness?"
He Qin took off his shoes again, bent down and packed the bed, "It's just a little easter egg set by n-star. You will see many more in the future, so don't be too surprised."
"Easter egg...?"
"The bad taste of R&D personnel." He Qin laughed lazily, "Whether it is a crowbar or a hatchet, they are all classic elements in the history of ACG... No matter how expensive and technologically advanced the Uncanny Valley is, at its root, it is also It’s just a game. As a tribute to our predecessors, this special prop has an exclusive name in our programmer circle, called emotional props.”
Wen Zheliu lowered his head silently: "Should I say this is a dead-end romance, or is it a foul play..."
"Don't worry." He Qin lay down on the side of the bed. "This is not cheating, it can only be called clever use of the rules. The Holy Sister cannot understand this yet. And although it is very powerful, you can't take it out. , it can only be used in this world."
Under the candlelight, Wen Zheliu carefully looked at the properties of the crowbar.
Prop name: crowbar
Level: e-level
Activation type: Instant activation
Cooling time: none
Attack power: Ideal
Effect: Just wave it gently to bring you an unprecedented new boat experience!
Equipment level: 5
Prop introduction: With the holy sword in hand, I have the world.
… It’s really too much to say.
Out of curiosity, he picked up the hatchet that He Qin took from the kitchen...
Item name: hatchet
Level: e-level
Activation type: Instant activation
Cooling time: none
Attack power: Ideal
Effect: As long as you are determined, you can cut down anything!
Equipment level: 5
Prop introduction: Dragon Slaying Sword, click to get it, click to play for a year, equipment does not cost a penny, 1 knife, 999 level, ●Miya Reina said it is good after using it!
... If I keep reading, I will really go blind...
He Qin patted the bed and said, "Don't look at it, baby. Come and sleep quickly. I'm still busy tomorrow."
"I got it!" After a tiring day, Wen Zheliu was indeed tired. He didn't have time to think about anything, so he lay down next to He Qin with his clothes on, and fell asleep peacefully.
The next day, at the morning dining table, all the players had different expressions, and they all stared at the plates in front of them without speaking.
Marianne was sitting at the head of the table, and Wen Zheliu thought to herself, these are not thirteen people. If there is one more, maybe we can compose a picture of the last breakfast...
"Good morning, everyone." Marianne said softly, "It seems that you had a bad time last night."
"As you can see." He Qin continued, "The monster suddenly attacked this house. What a terrible accident."
Marian's face didn't look good either: "Yes, what's worse is that it destroyed my storage room... This is one of only two storage rooms, which means that our I’m afraid the food will be very tight…”
"I hope you will not deduct the night watch rewards of my companions because of this." Wen Zheliu continued, "This is not their fault."
Marianne put down her knife and fork, nodded and said: "Of course, it's just a few candle stubs, I'm not stingy to this extent."
After she finished eating, she took her plate to the kitchen, leaving a few players who were not embarrassed or embarrassed.
"Last night..." Bai Hao coughed, "It was so unexpected."
Zhou Qing's fork crossed the porcelain plate, making a sharp scream.
"... It's quite unexpected." His roommate Gao Xinghan lowered his head, scooped a spoonful of thick soup into his mouth, and said in a low voice, "We... didn't even react... "
Zhou Qing felt a raging evil fire suddenly rising up. She threw her fork into the plate out of control and said in a trembling voice: "Since you didn't do anything last night, why don't you make unnecessary excuses for yourself this morning?"
"Please understand everyone..." Ke Wenyan on the side turned the spoon in his hand and whispered with embarrassment, "You have also seen the death scenes of Lu Hai and Lin Fangfei. With our current level and equipment, how can we be like that?" Monster’s hard anus…”
As he said that, he raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Zheliu and He Qin, and muttered: "We all have only one life, isn't it normal to be afraid of death? Except for some people who are very capable, the others are ordinary people, so don't treat them like Isn’t it good that everyone thinks it’s all-powerful?”
Zhou Qing was furious: "You!"
Zhou Yao hurriedly held her hand, "Xiao Qing, don't be impulsive!"
Surprisingly, Xiong Lin also said in a sophisticated tone: "That's right, not to mention the winning mode that is now turned on. Zhou Qing, let me put it bluntly, the gameplay of this mode , equal to one less person, we have one more chance of winning and one more reward. The jungle of the jungle, the game has to be played like this. If you can't do it yourself, then you are lucky to have someone to save you. It is reasonable if no one saves you. No need Blame us instead."
Wen Zheliu frowned and sighed inwardly.
This is the brilliance of the Holy Sister... She just throws out two ordinary game modes, and she can let the players on the same team reveal their true intentions at the dinner table the next morning, even last night, He Qin has thoroughly pointed out the disadvantages of this model.
Zhou Qing's eyes widened and he said angrily: "Do I blame you? I was the first to mention what happened last night. Did I make excuses for myself first?! You guys shouldn't be too skilled at raking it over, okay?"
Bai Hao simply pushed the plate forward, sneered and spread his hands and said, "Okay, now the internal strife will begin."
Zhou Yao's eyes were cold, and Mu Tuo frowned. However, before the rest of the people could speak, Du Zijun threw the fork onto the plate, and heard a loud "clang" sound. She held the cigarette in her mouth and raised her hand Putting it on the back of the chair, his other hand skillfully broke off a candle from the candlestick and lit the cigarette beside his mouth.
Wen Zheliu: "..."
She exhaled a puff of smoke and said coldly: "Shut up, everyone."
He Qin was indifferent and handed the milk at hand to Wen Zheliu and said, "No matter, let's eat first."
Xiong Lin looked at her provocatively and said, "What, do you have any advice for Miss Du?"
"Did I ask you to speak?" Du Zijun raised his eyebrows sinisterly, "Are you a little too jumpy to talk back to me here?"
Ke Wenyan opened his eyes and shouted: "Hey! Du Zijun, you..."
"Did you fight off the monsters yesterday? Were you the one who communicated with the NPCs to let everyone complete the main quest of the first ring? Did you save people last night, went on night patrol, or played any role in advancing the main quest? ?" Before Ke Wenyan finished speaking, Du Zijun stared at Xiong Lin with a half-smile, and asked several questions in succession, "What did you do? Let me hear it?"
Xiong Lin was confused by this series of questions. He opened his mouth: "I, I..."
"None of them?" Du Zijun raised the corner of his mouth, and his eyes suddenly turned sinister, "You don't even know how to fart just because you are talking like this?! You are still the weakest of the weak. The first one who wants to die of the weak of the jungle is you! Others will neither take the effort to protect you nor let you live in this house, because the weak will prey on the strong, and because you don’t have the strength, you don’t deserve it, understand!”
"How many years have you been studying? Where have you been in the real world? Are you the CEO of Xinxing Company or some kind of government official and consortium tycoon? Open your mouth and come to prey on the weak. What's wrong? Do you think you are the one who preys on the weak? Strong one, right?" Du Zijun laughed wildly and burned the cigarette butt heavily on the lettuce on the dinner plate, "Take a pee and look at yourself, young man, a social beast who works from five to nine, working with a dead salary, just a useless snack. But because you are a man and you are a little bit stronger than a girl by nature, you dare to let out the farts of the weak and the strong to seduce people. You are really a confident man!"
In the silence, Zhou Qing opened his mouth wide and looked at Du Zijun blankly.
Wen Zheliu swallowed a mouthful of milk and thought silently, this must be the most talkative time this girl has ever spoken...
Xiong Lin's face was red, and he was dying of shame and anger. He stood up suddenly, pointed at Du Zijun's nose with his finger, shook his head and said: "You, you are an uneducated bitch who spits shit..."
Muto was afraid that the conflict between the team would escalate, so he hurriedly said loudly before Xiong Lin finished his sentence: "Okay, everyone, please stop talking!"
Du Zijun really looked like the kind of ruthless character who would strike without mercy. Xiong Lin did not dare to target her anymore, but directed his anger at Muto: "Now let me stop saying a few words? This bitch just said She cursed so much like a machine gun, why didn’t you let her say a few words less?!”
Wen Zheliu finally finished the milk in the cup.
He looked at the chaos in front of him and was just about to say a few words of advice when he heard Marianne's hesitant voice at the top of the stairs: "Are you... are you quarreling?"
The players present were all shocked, but they were worried about the participation value and did not dare to let the NPC hear information that did not belong to this world, so they all fell silent for the time being.
He Qin curled up the corners of his lips, his eyebrows were flirtatious and lazy, and he smiled and said: "How can there be any companions who can't afford to argue with each other during the journey? You don't have to worry too much."
Marianne shrugged and placed a few candles on the table, "Anyway, thank you for your help last night."
"You still need someone to watch the night tonight, right?" Wen Zheliu asked.
Marian said: "Yes, I also have a sewing kit here. I can sew clothes or mend buttons. If you don't mind it..."
"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!" Zhou Qing came back to his senses and shouted hurriedly, "I just need it!"
He Qin looked thoughtfully at Wen Zheliu.
"Wait a minute." Seeing that Marian was about to turn around and leave, He Qin suddenly stopped her, "Miss Marian, I have something here. Is it yours?"
As he spoke, he took out an old cloth belt and handed it to Marianne. Wen Zheliu could see clearly from the side that this was the dropped item he got from the monster last night.
The color of this cloth belt has become old and yellow, and it is still stained with brown and black blood stains. The edges are also frayed and have rough edges. Only the sporadic and regularly distributed holes can barely tell that this was once a piece of lace. Flower ribbon.
Marianne froze on the spot. She gently held the ribbon, her lips trembled slightly, and said, "This...where did you find it?"
"Is this yours?" Wen Zheliu was surprised. Is this the so-called "key item"
"Yes, this is mine." Marian took a deep breath, "When I was young, my family and I lived in a small town far away from here. There were often many unemployed young hooligans wandering there, often with I enjoy bullying young girls. One day, I went out to fetch water, wearing my favorite skirt, but I accidentally met those people, and they surrounded me and teased me. I was so scared that I ran home quickly. I was so busy that the lace on the skirt caught on the edge of the ditch... "
Wen Zheliu knew that this was the key information revealed to the players by the system settings NPC, and he hurriedly memorized it in his mind. Marianne looked at the lace, with a nostalgic look on her face, but a light of hatred in her eyes: "That is my favorite skirt. My mother spent ten days spinning the cloth all night long to get it... "
Muto asked: "Where are they now, are they still living in that small town?"
"That kind of scum would probably be dead a long time ago." Marianne said nonchalantly, "I don't need to care about them."
After saying this, she returned the lace to He Qin, and then all the players heard the system's prompt tone.
1/2 of the main plot has been triggered.
The boss has been activated in the plot.
Players are asked to work together to solve puzzles and achieve clearance conditions.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they all looked up at He Qin. At this time, a brisk song sounded again.
Traveling on a trencher,
And dance on the dishes,
My mother sent me some yeast,
some yeast;
She gently asked me to go,
and come again soon,
Young men who terrify me might do me harm.
Marian left. Wen Zheliu quickly grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down the content of the song. He Qin turned around and looked at everyone, with an evil smile on his lips, and spread his hands and said, "No more arguing?"
Mu Tuo said in surprise: "Brother He Qin, how do you know..."
He Qin said: "I was going to talk about it last night, but I saw that everyone was too tired, so I asked you all to rest."
He spent a few minutes explaining the rules of the Uncanny Valley game to everyone. Du Zijun calmed down his breathing and said, "It seems that the so-called 'solving the puzzle' of the system is to let us figure out what is going on here, right?"
"Yes." Wen Zheliu continued, "He Qin only obtained this key item from the monster last night."
Muto pondered: "Everyone must have heard the system prompt clearly. Currently, only one-half of the plot has been activated, but the system refused to give us further prompts or tell us the specific gameplay. So I’m guessing, are there other key items waiting for us to collect?”
Wen Zhe Liumo finished writing the ballad, raised his head and said: "According to my guess, just like this piece of lace, the key item to start the next stage of the main line should also be on the eyeless monster."
Hearing this, Ke Wenyan immediately screamed strangely and looked at Wen Zheliu in disbelief: "Do you mean to let us go head-to-head with that monster?!"
Zhou Qing sneered and said: "Since you are afraid, then go out to watch the night together. Don't worry about two people every night! There is no rule here that the incompetent should work harder. It is best for everyone to have something to do."
Zhou Yao pushed up his glasses and agreed: "If the key items are all on the monsters, then we don't have to waste time. The whole group is divided into two night watch groups, and a group of six people will take turns. Anyway, there are enough torches in the house. We can all take care of each other.”
"I'm following my brother." He Qin added in time.
Muto made the final decision: "Then it's settled. There's still some time before night, let's search for other information in the room to see what other breakthroughs we can find, and then we can exchange opinions together during dinner. Disband!"
With an imposing wave of his hand, he went upstairs first, followed by Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao.
The matter was settled like this. Bai Hao, Gao Xinghan and others couldn't say anything, so they reluctantly started wandering around the room.
third floor.
Zhou Qing tiptoed and led Zhou Yao and Mu Tuo upstairs.
"Move forward, move forward, the responsibility of a soldier is heavy ~ ah, the hatred of women is deep!" Perhaps it was because Du Zijun had just severely criticized several men led by Xiong Lin, Zhou Qing was in a very good mood now, and said Singing passionately, he waved back, "Follow me, comrades!"
"..." Zhou Yao was speechless and complained behind his back, "I think you are alive."
Muto was very honest. He said, "Is this possible? Marianne will not come out of her room during the day. It is extremely difficult to go through things on the third floor."
"It's okay!" Zhou Qing grinned, "The more closely guarded the place is, the more valuable it is to investigate. Let's repeat our plan again. You hide in the dark. I'll trick her into the kitchen on the pretext of learning to cook. , and then you sneak in and work quickly! Do you understand?"
Zhou Yao shook his head helplessly: "I understand, I understand, let's go."
On the third floor, the two of them hid in the shadow of the corner of the stairs. They watched Zhou Qing call out Marianne with a few words, and then danced and performed in front of her, perfectly showing a mentally retarded girl bending her knees to please AI in order to make a living. The image of moral decay in the declining world.
Muto commented deeply: "It's a great performance, just like the real thing."
Zhou Yao scratched his chin and sighed: "If this hadn't happened, my sister actually wanted to be a good actor who didn't rely on mechanical stand-ins, facial expression capture, or virtual reality."
"Well... I believe she can do it."
While talking, Zhou Qing achieved his goal and happily led Marianne downstairs, successfully passing by the two people's hiding place.
The sound of footsteps going downstairs gradually faded away. Zhou Yao and Mu Tuo quickly jumped up and tiptoed into Marianne's room.
This is a very simple room. The decoration and furnishings are the same as the room where the player lives. Only the area is a bit larger, like a study and a bedroom combined into one.
Muto stood at the door: "Okay, go and search quickly, I'll keep a lookout for you!"
Zhou Yao looked around, then ran behind the desk and opened the drawers underneath, but found nothing. He bent down, hunkered down under the desk, and finally found a locked secret compartment inside.
Zhou Yao chuckled. He kept pushing away the hidden compartment, opened his mouth and bit off a thin black hairpin from his cuff, pushed it in with one hand, slowly adjusted the position in the keyhole, and buttoned it lightly -
"Click", it opened.
Zhou Yao's unlocking skills were the reason why they had the confidence to search the third floor.
Zhou Yao felt relieved, took out a few documents from inside, and looked through them quickly.
Without exception, the papers all depicted the familiar image of an eagle holding ears of wheat. He murmured: "... Mr. Wesley Carter is hereby appointed as the local Sheriff... The date is... July 15, 1740 ?”
He was about to turn down the page, but he heard Mu Tuo's urgent hiss at the door. He took a breath and hurriedly stuffed the pages in his hands into the secret grid in order. When he was about to put the top piece on, he hesitated, rolled it up and stuffed it in his arms instead, then hurriedly closed the secret compartment, roughly erasing the traces he left, and hurried to the door.
Wen Zheliu didn't know what happened upstairs at this time. He and He Qin were still reading materials in the study.
Although the study room was small, it was well-equipped with a lot of books. Wen Zheliu picked up a book on the table, and He Qin stood behind him with his back turned, tapping the spines of the rows of books with his long index finger.
"Brother, why did you suddenly submit the props, when you could have given them to me first?" Wen Zheliu asked in a low voice, "Has your problem been solved?"
He Qin folded up the dirty lace and said with a smile: "Baby, I have a clear understanding of each other. Yes, my problems are basically solved. As for your pendant, keep it for now. It will be of great use in the future."
Wen Zheliu put down his book and turned around, pretending to observe in front of the bookcase. In fact, he was listening intently to He Qin's words.
"First," He Qin's lips didn't move, but his voice came clearly into Wen Zheliu's ears, "There is a mole among the players."
Wen Zheliu was suddenly startled, and before he could ask, He Qin continued: "Second, the mole has a very close connection with Marianne."
"Thirdly, the owner of that lace is not Marianne. She is lying."
Each of these three conclusions was more unbelievable and frightening than the last. Wen Zheliu took a deep breath, and his brain began to work rapidly despite being frightened.
He had never doubted He Qin. The attributes of his companions and the bond between them were indestructible, stronger than any promise or law. He was just thinking about the feasibility of He Qin's words.
"Think about it carefully, baby," He Qin said warmly, "You are so smart, you will definitely be able to deduce the key points in this."
The key point, where is the key point
Wen Zheliu frowned, what made He Qin deduce these three arguments, and what supported his point of view
Like lightning flashing across the night sky, his eyebrows jumped slightly, stretched out, and suddenly said: "Is... is it the reward given by Marianne?"
He Qin smiled lovingly. He rubbed Wen Zheliu's brow and said softly: "Baby is really amazing. Yes, the problem lies in the task reward she gave."
"Why?" Wen Zheliu was very puzzled. He could guess the key point through He Qin's reaction and the points where he changed his attitude twice, but he racked his brains and couldn't think of anything wrong with the mission reward.
"Fully intelligent." He Qin spit out these words, "Because of the fully intelligent proposal, everything in the uncanny valley is irregular. It will not follow a rigid script to the end, nor will it follow a routine. In this RPG game, any action can cause a chain reaction in the plot, and a huge computing module called 'destiny' is intertwined in every corner here, waiting to deal with the infinitely changing world line."
"In other words, chance is inevitable here. Just as you can't catch the traces of seasons from the rain, the direction of a gust of wind cannot be detected by the human eye. Now you tell me, Marianne has as many items in this building as What is the probability that the house with tens of thousands of items will bring out exactly the props that the player needs, and that it can be taken out twice in a row accurately?" He Qin's voice was low and fast, and he stared at the book "Heritage of the Small Town" in front of him. "Record" and put the other book in his hand back to its original place without leaving a trace.
Wen Zheliu suddenly realized: "...So, this means that someone must have peeked at the results of the novice turntable, and then secretly told her!"
He Qin opened the "Records of Small Town Heritage" and chuckled: "Continue."
He is like a professor in control of the overall situation, guiding his beloved protégé closer to the truth step by step.
"But what is her purpose for doing this?" Wen Zheliu thought hard, "If she is a positive character, then there is no need for her to understand the players' needs through this channel; if she is a negative character... Yes, If she is the villain, then she is taking advantage of the players’ desire to upgrade their props, forcing us to go out on patrol at night!”
Wen Zheliu suddenly realized. He made a fist with one hand and smashed it into the palm of the other hand. "So that's the answer to the question I asked about setting up the night watch mission before: protecting the house is just an excuse. Maybe the monster is not afraid at all." It’s not fire, she just needs the player to get out of this house!”
He gasped excitedly. This kind of reasoning that peeled off the cocoon and revealed the sun was so satisfying!
"Don't worry," He Qin poured cold water on him calmly, "Unraveling a puzzle means discovering more puzzles—"
Wen Zheliu was stunned for a moment, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
"Yes," he touched the cover listlessly, "we still don't know who the mole is, who the real owner of Lace is, and what Marianne's purpose is."
He Qin smiled and comforted him: "It's okay. Come one by one. Maybe by tonight, we will be able to see who the real mole is."
"Yeah." Wen Zheliu nodded and looked at He Qin suspiciously, "Brother, you said you didn't read the script?"
He Qin raised the corners of his lips in a leisurely manner, and there was an evil spirit in his brows. It was different from the warm energy when Wen Zheliu smiled. When he smiled, he looked like a prodigal son carrying a long harp on his back, waiting at any time. Playing with the girl's heart: "It's true that your brother has never read the plot line, but this is the first world that was first opened for testing. With your brother's status and identity, you don't need to know too much information. You can guess at random combinations." Just come out?"
Seeing him like this, Wen Zheliu squinted his eyes, his heart was itching, his teeth were itching, and he almost wanted to use a small whip to beat the wild leopard a few times. He thought so, and as soon as he raised his hand, he was He Qin grabbed his wrist and pulled it into his arms.
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"You're brave, huh?" He Qin lowered his voice in his ear, and pinched the back of Wenzheliu's neck with his other hand, "You still want to hit your brother?"
This pinching made Wen Zheliu's scalp numb, and a redness like electric shock seeped down from the roots of his ears down his neck, and even the tailbone was soft. His face was hot and his ears were red, and he couldn't struggle, so he could only stutter. Di whispered: "Stop making trouble, brother, let go!"
He Qin raised his eyebrows in surprise, and wanted to hold the child down and rub it a few more times. At this time, Du Zijun, who heard the noise outside, became suspicious and couldn't help turning his head and glanced through the half-open door -
Du Zijun: "..."
He Qin: "..."
Wen Zheliu, who noticed something was wrong, looked back: "..."
The three people looked at each other awkwardly. Du Zijun was baptized by these repeated shocks and became a Buddha on the spot. She shook her head and smiled kindly and relievedly, held the cigarette like a flower, exhaled a puff of smoke, and floated away in the clouds.
Wen Zheliu: "... Ha, ha, it's Miss Du again."
He Qin laughed lowly, "Miss Du? I think you should call him Mr. Du."
Wen Zheliu suspected that he heard wrongly: "...what?"
"I said," He Qin always had endless patience when facing Wen Zheliu, "You should call him Mr. Du. If I guess correctly, he should be a man."
"What?!"
He Qin said helplessly: "The way he sits, the way he talks, the way he smokes, the way he walks... don't you see anything that violates the rules?"
Wen Zheliu's view was shaken to pieces. He was stunned for a while, unwilling to believe this fact: "But she... No, how could such a thing happen in a place like the uncanny valley that is 100% connected to reality? bug?"
He Qin did not force him to believe it. He just handed him the book in his hand and said, "Then don't care whether he is a lady or a gentleman. Let's take a look at this first."
Wen Zheliu lowered his head and saw the "Records of Small Town Heritage" that He Qin had just taken.
This thin book looks a bit old. On the cover is a hand-drawn aerial view of the town with carbon ink, which bears the author's name: Father Abel.
"Written by a clergyman." So Wen Zheliu quickly put aside the outrageous question just now, took the page He Qin opened for him and read it carefully.
This is not so much a book as it is a priest's diary. In addition to his daily life, there are some completely insignificant and trivial things that happened in a small town called Arlington. When it came to trivial matters, Wen Zheliu's mind turned quickly and he read quickly. He browsed more than ten pages in detail and quickly, and suddenly discovered a key point.
In the priest's narrative, he described in detail several wandering young people who returned to the small town because they were unemployed in the city. They formed the main force of the town's guards. They spent their days doing nothing, enjoying stealing and bullying women. One of them He is also the nephew of the Sheriff.
"The priest lives in the town where Marianne lived before, Arlington." He thought thoughtfully and continued reading.
Although it’s not a good idea to think this way, since the priest wrote about those scoundrels, the content of the writing has not only become much richer, but it has also become more readable.
"...these blasphemous criminals have not been punished as they should be, and they even have weapons and the power to punish people at will, so their behavior has become more and more rampant, and they dare to call themselves emperors in this isolated town. They hurt innocent people , in the first month of the harvest, they took turns defiling a young and faithful girl named Theresa... "
He was stunned for a long time, his brows almost twisted into a knot.
Ceresa? Why does the girl mentioned by the priest have the same name as a holy nun? Is this a coincidence
"Keep looking down." He Qin said.
So Wen Zheliu continued to read: "... In the second month, they intensified. In addition to the good girls they had harassed, they also brutally violated a mother's daughter, a miserable family, and several heartbroken relatives. —What they do is getting more and more rampant, but my term here has expired. If I have the opportunity, I will come back to preach the gospel to the people here... Ha, what, this priest actually ran away on his own?"
The following contents were all what the priest had seen and heard in other places. Hearing that Zheliu was not willing to read these irrelevant things, he hurriedly turned back and finally reached the ending of the small town.
"... A few months later, I came back here again." He read the last two paragraphs carefully, "God, this town is almost completely deserted. Those sinners are dead, and even the bodies are missing. The town is still covered with the shadow of death and disease. The sheriff's mansion is in ruins, and the mutilated body is blocked in the upper reaches of the stream that runs through the town, and the remaining parts are dyed red with blood. This is God's Is punishment coming, or is it the result of the devil doing evil in the world
Anyway, I ended up moving far away and vowed never to come back. And the mystery that happened in this town will be buried deep in my heart until I sleep under the dark earth forever. "
This book is finished.
Wen Zheliu closed it, thought for a moment, and concluded: "That is to say, there used to be a few gangsters in the town who did all kinds of evil. Later, through the relationship of one of them, he became a guard in the town, and then bullied men and women and did all kinds of evil. Later, he became a guard in the town. You suffered retribution and were massacred?"
He took out the paper on which he had previously written the song silently and looked at it carefully: "It seems that the 'I' in 'My mother sent me some yeast' should refer to the victim, and those 'young people who frighten me' should 'Man' refers to the dictator in the town."
"An isolated environment, a group of soldiers with weapons and no supervision," Heqin said, "you don't have to guess what will happen."
"However, Marianne never mentioned the massacre, nor did she say why she moved here, which is very suspicious."
Wen Zheliu frowned slightly. At this time, he saw an ink stain at the place where the signature was supposed to be at the end. He scratched it with his nails and wondered: "There should be a date and time when the writing was completed. How did it get stained?" Dirty?"
He Qin pulled over to take a look and said, "Let's go out and exchange information first. If you have anything, you can ask Marian during dinner."
The two of them walked out of the study and met everyone at the dining table.
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