After solving the problem of accepting the surprise, Ye Xu heaved a sigh of relief.
After the other awakened people finished their work, Ye Xu sent this little friend away, and finally he was able to sleep well. The next morning, I woke up energetically, and when I went downstairs to eat, I met several tired players.
Ye Xu felt that he seemed a little conspicuous, so he simply put on a sleepy look and yawned from time to time.
His disguise successfully confuses everyone, and no one realizes that there is something wrong with him. Everyone finished their breakfast listlessly and assembled again in the living room.
"Let's start from the room on the second floor today. I think there will always be some props for us to protect ourselves." There were only eight players left, but no one asked where the remaining two went.
Apparently, ghosts have been in action since last night.
But the good news is that after the ghosts killed people, they did not pretend to be the murdered people to mix among them. From this point of view, the ghost just wants to find a substitute ghost so that he can reincarnate, not to occupy the other party's identity as a living person.
The current situation is already very bad, and there are no ghosts among the living people, which is simply great news.
"Purple hair and white shirt didn't come." After looking around, the male writer concluded, "Let's go to the room of the two of them first, maybe there is some news. I must at least make sure that the ghosts corresponding to the two of them Whether it has disappeared, or is still here."
According to their inference, it should be "reincarnated", but there will be accidents if it is not complete, so be careful.
Everyone acted together, first came to the room of the man in white. He was wearing a white shirt yesterday, so everyone simply called him a white shirt, which is also his most distinctive feature.
The man didn't show anything other than excitedly accusing the boy in denim overalls of being a ghost after coming up from the basement yesterday. So everyone doesn't have a big impression of him, they just remember that this person is more impulsive.
There is nothing special in his room, only a two numbers written in blood, which have been oxidized to dark purple by the air. On the left-hand side of the corpse, the number 4 is written, and on the right-hand side of the corpse, the number 3 is written.
"4 and 3?" Everyone was confused, not knowing what it meant.
The male writer checked and said: "The numbers should be left by ghosts. The fingers of the corpse are clean and there is no blood left. Moreover, the two numbers look like they came from the same hand of the same person, and the writing habits are consistent. It is probably The number of deaths left by ghosts. These numbers are either clues, or unique signs like killers like to leave behind, or they are countdowns.”
However, he believes that if there are two numbers, the possibility of countdown is relatively small. Otherwise 34 and 43, the number is too large.
"You can still read handwriting?" Lu Ling looked at him in surprise.
The male writer hummed and explained: "I used to like to read mystery novels, so I learned some related skills."
Ye Xu was in awe of him, and he felt that people who could read handwriting were very good. And these are just two simple numbers, which can be seen from the name, it is really amazing.
Everyone discussed it and felt that these two numbers most likely represent clues. For the other two, it didn't feel like that was the case.
There were no other clues in the room, and everyone went to the house of the purple-haired girl.
This girl has no sense of presence throughout the whole process, but her purple hair is still very conspicuous. In her story, she is a girl who likes to dye her hair. Because of drinking too much in the old castle, he accidentally knocked over the candle while drunk, which caused a fire and was burned to death.
Coincidentally, two familiar numbers were also found next to her body, 4 for the left hand and 3 for the right.
"Strange, is it really a special mark left by a murderer?" Everyone was stunned.
The male writer shook his head slightly: "No, this time the handwriting was left by another person, or another ghost."
The entrepreneur looked at him suspiciously: "Don't you fool us, right? With just these two numbers, can you tell if it was written by the same person? Why do I feel that the handwriting is the same? And you can only identify yourself as a It's a hobby, not a profession."
"It's fine if you don't believe it." The male writer didn't care about other people's doubts at all. After he finished speaking very calmly, he stopped talking.
Others were silent, and there was no solidarity with entrepreneurs.
Everyone can see that the male writer is not like a mere amateur player, but he is not necessarily talking nonsense. There are so many abilities in this game, what if someone buys a related ability to improve their amateur skills to a super-professional level
These things are hard to say, everyone has passed through several worlds, and there is no one who is too stupid. Naturally, he wouldn't offend others for no reason at this moment, after all, the dungeon was already difficult enough.
Entrepreneurs just tried to test, and when they saw nothing, they wisely shut up. Everyone left the purple-haired girl's room, and began to check the locked rooms one by one from the second floor.
Five rooms on the second floor were locked, and this floor was occupied by female guests. The distribution of the rooms is very interesting. The corridor divides the ten rooms into five rooms on the left and right. Among the five rooms on the left side of the corridor, three rooms are locked, while two rooms on the right side of the corridor are locked. The locked rooms are not facing each other, and the opposite of all locked rooms must be a normal room where people live.
"Who lives in the two rooms on the left?" the male writer asked.
"Me." The female dancer and the female student raised their hands at the same time.
The rooms of the two of them are near the stairs, and the three rooms at the end of the stairs are the rooms of Broken Flower Girl, Purple Hair Girl and Ponytail Lu Ling.
Ye Xu suddenly regained his energy: "The two ladies near the stairs are characterized by their occupations, while the remaining three are characterized by their appearance and clothing. And the ones who are characterized by their occupations live on the same side, and the ones who are characterized by their clothes live on the same side." On the other side. I discovered before that among the ten of us, there are exactly five men and five women, and at the same time, it happens to be five occupations and five clothes."
The male writer immediately realized what was going on, and he asked, "Where are the rooms upstairs? How are they laid out?"
Everyone went upstairs and looked. There were people living in the three rooms on the left near the stairs, and people lived in the two rooms on the right far away from the stairs. The three rooms on the left are occupied by male writer, entrepreneur and painter Ye Xu, and the two rooms on the right are occupied by men in white shirts and men in denim.
"In this way, all those with jobs live on the left side of the corridor, while those without jobs live on the right. Those with jobs are near the stairs, and those without jobs are on the inside. Left to right, it's all just to remind us of one thing - the players are divided into two groups."
Lu Ling retorted: "No, it should be said that players are divided into two groups according to different characteristics. There are either professional and non-professional groups, or male and female groups. After all, men and women do not live on the same floor."
"It's normal for men and women to live on the first floor, but the school has to be divided into two buildings." Someone raised an objection.
"But this is not a school, it's just an ordinary 'hotel'. When you go out to stay in a hotel, will the hotel specially arrange men and women on different floors?" Lu Ling asked.
The man was suddenly speechless. Indeed, there are so many poor and particular hotels, they all get which room they get according to fate.
Seeing that the male writer was still in deep thought, Ye Xu thought for a while and said, "I have an idea about those two numbers. You see, one man and one woman died, so there are four men and four women left. And two men died. 1 non-professional, so there are 5 professional and 3 non-professional. From this point of view, the 4 and 3 next to the white-shirted man’s body may be 4 males and 3 non-professionals left, similarly the 4 and 3 next to the purple-haired woman It is estimated that there are still 4 women and 3 non-professionals left. What will happen if the number becomes 0?"
Players are artificially divided into groups. What will happen if a group is destroyed? Grouping always makes sense, right
Everyone also fell into deep thought, but the male writer came back to his senses and muttered something in a low voice. Ye Xu happened to be standing next to him, and originally wanted to secretly share with him his conjecture about the grouping, but because he hadn't recovered, Ye Xu simply said it all. He listened to ten percent of what the male writer was muttering at the moment.
The male writer said in a low voice: "I just glanced at the group news, where did they talk, and why didn't they talk?"
Ye Xu: "..."
Group, group news
Ye Xu quickly clicked on the male writer's profile, and found that besides the profile on the surface, there was a small hyperlink in the corner called "Profile of the Awakened". After poking it in, I was redirected to another page. This page did not introduce the experience of the male writer as a player, but what level of awakener he was, what clan organization he joined, and so on.
Taking another look at the player profile of the male writer, it was true that he had gone through seven dungeons. Ye Xu suddenly realized, could it be that this person died in the sixth world, died again in the seventh world, and then became an awakened person? So this person is also our undercover agent lurking among the players.
It's good to have a small partner, and finally it's no longer a person fighting alone. This was the first time that Ye Xu met other awakened people randomly in the player mode. He met either the player or Mo Bei and the others who came in with him in a team.
Ye Xu touched the other party's arm quietly, and whispered to him: "Add a friend."
The other party remained calm, but a friend request was sent immediately, and after Ye Xu passed it, he quickly sent him the passage he had just analyzed.
The male writer read it quickly, and he probably had an idea in his mind.
I saw him still maintaining that indifferent look, fooling other players: "I can't think of anything about these things, let's check the locked room first, maybe we can find something."
"Alright." Everyone had no objections and followed him back to the second floor.
But they didn't know that Ye Xu and the male writer, who were leading the way, had already begun to have a heated conversation in private chats. The two strangers logically don't have much to talk about, but they couldn't help but they were both tricked by their "insiders" last night, and they complained about the same hatred, which is called a chatter.
After someone picked the door lock of the first room, the two of them stopped talking.
During the period, the two parties each shared how they persuaded their "own people" to quit. Ye Xu said that he gave the opponent a bad idea to scare the other players. The male writer said that he promised to bring delicious food to the opponent, so the opponent let him go.
"Bring something delicious?" Ye Xu wondered, "Don't they have anything to eat?"
The male writer looked sad: "He said they couldn't come out when it was time to eat, and then the cook cleaned up everything after we finished eating. So they can only watch, not eat, so I said to help them hide some .”
As for how to hide it privately, it is actually very simple. Just find an opportunity to pester the cook and tell her to cook half more and put it in the refrigerator.
"Why did the cook agree?"
The male writer showed a gentle smile: "Because I told her that if she doesn't leave me a supper, I can only trap her in the castle so that she can cook for me in the middle of the night. Or, call the owner of the castle and complain that she is not paying attention to her work. She was very afraid of being left in the castle in the middle of the night, so she agreed without saying a word."
And those players, seeing him chatting with the cook, only thought that he was looking for the cook to set up information, and never suspected him at all.
Ye Xu was startled, this little friend's operation is more flamboyant than him!