"..."

The player wanted to tell Fu Yan that she hadn't killed anyone.

But seeing the sudden realization on everyone's faces, in order to show that she didn't fit in so well, she could only pretend to be calm and said: "Well, clean up the house first."

After the player finished speaking, everyone in the room turned to look at her in unison.

Even the NPCs cast distrustful glances at her.

"What... what's wrong? It depends on what I do..."

Fu Yan propped his chin, leaned forward, and asked curiously, "You haven't killed someone before, have you?"

Player: "..."

"Killed... killed... chicken..."

The rest of the people: "Oh, that's all right."

Li Meng: "So the sequence of the room is me, Feng Sheng, you, Zhou Qing and Han Hu?"

Fu Yan nodded, "I haven't gone into the other people's rooms, but as far as the known rooms are concerned, they look like this."

"As for other people's rooms, there should be no difference except for the thick walls of the bathroom and the number of roses on the window sills."

The remaining two players nodded repeatedly, "But what's the use of drawing this timeline?"

"Let's talk about Li Meng's room first."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he turned to look at Li Meng, "The 804 you live in is actually 504, the front desk named Ye Xi, room 504 before he died."

Fu Yan then looked at Feng Sheng again, "904 where you live is room 504 on the day Ye Xi died."

"Ye Xi was tortured to death in room 504, that's why there are so many bloodstains in your room."

Players seem to understand what Fu Yan means.

Fu Yan: "The 1204 I entered is the 504 that was cleaned up after Ye Xi died. Oh yes, the murderer even hid Ye Xi's body in the room."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he paused appropriately to give everyone enough time to imagine.

Everyone lived up to expectations and thought of the super thick wall in the bathroom.

So the murderer built the body into the wall!

And they have been eating and living with Ye Xi's corpse these days...

Seeing everyone's delicate expressions, Fu Yan showed a satisfied smile, and continued: "The 404 where Zhou Qing is located is the 504 after Ye Xi killed the first person."

"And the reason I made this inference is that her room, like mine, has problems with air conditioning failure and aging wiring, and I saw a female ghost in her room, while mine No ghosts."

"It can also be concluded from this that the blooming of rose flowers is related to the number of people who died in the house."

When everyone heard this, they were already in a trance.

Is this something normal humans can think of?

As the only one who was not poisoned by the corpse, Li Meng continued following Fu Yan's train of thought:

"If rose flowers represent the number of people who died in the room, then Han Wu's room 704 is the 504 long after Ye Xi died and killed many people."

"No wonder, the dust in his house is so big, and the flowers are still blooming so luxuriantly."

Fu Yan nodded appreciatively.

Li Meng then said: "But isn't he afraid to enter the room? Then how did he kill those players in the room?"

Fu Yan: "The ghosts in the room are not players, they may just be guests who once lived here."

"Maybe Ye Xi is not afraid to enter the house, but entering the house will weaken his strength. His strength is enough to kill ordinary people, and it may be a bit difficult for a talented mid-level player like you."

Players: "..."

You know how to comfort.

Fu Yan: "Of course, when I say this, you may think it's just a coincidence, but so many coincidences put together, that's the truth."

After the players listened, they shook their heads collectively.

"No! We don't think it's a coincidence."

"We think what you're saying is the truth!"

"Please don't underestimate yourself!"

Fu Yan: "..."

I just want to pretend to be humble...

Feng Sheng suddenly thought of the two players upstairs, "Then Zhang Jiexuan and Chu Miaomiao, are they possessed by ghosts?"

Fu Yan: "No."

The players breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and just wanted to say, 'It's okay, it's okay'.

I heard Fu Yan say quietly: "But my brain is out of order."

Player: "..."

A broken brain means that their mental value may have fallen below the normal range.

There is a potion to restore the spirit value in the points mall, but the potion costs 10,000 points a bottle, and they can't afford it at all.

And players whose mental values ​​have fallen into the normal range will 100% die in the next instance.

This also means that Zhang Jiexuan and Chu Miaomiao are destined not to survive the next dungeon.

The players suddenly felt sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Although Fu Yan can't empathize with the grief of the players, this does not prevent him from comforting others, "Don't worry too much about things that didn't happen, maybe you won't live the moment when things happen."

The players' cpu collectively went down for a few seconds.

Immediately, he realized that Fu Yan's words were damn reasonable.

After the previous analysis, the players have been convinced of Fu Yan.

As soon as this point of view came out, it was instantly praised by players.

Even Fu Yan can't get out of the dungeon, why do they think they can get out.

Thinking about it this way, I was instantly relieved.

The player who spit milk before even raised his cup again and took a big gulp.

"Okay, I've finished what I have to say, it's time to listen to them." Fu Yan brought the topic back to the chef and the security guard.

The security guard was bullied by Fu Yan...educated.

He knew very well what kind of insane soul was hidden under this handsome skin.

So, he quietly started to play dead.

Of course, before pretending to be dead, he didn't forget to elbow the chef next to him.

The chef is ignorant of Fu Yan's horror.

He snorted disdainfully, he was just a player, how could he turn his back on them in front of them? !

Look at these one and two, they look shriveled in fright!

What a fucking embarrassment to the npc!

The chef tilted his mouth, and took out a bone chopping knife with a cold light from the bottom of the table.

He raised his hand and slammed the knife on the round table, with a contemptuous smile on his face, "So what if you know the secret of 504! You will never get out of this dungeon, you will all die. ,This!"

Seeing that Fu Yan and the rest of the players were silent, the chef thought they were intimidated.

Then he said triumphantly: "If you are honest, I can let you die later, otherwise I will chop it up for you now, chop it up, and use your heads to make soup!"

After the chef finished speaking, he gestured to Fu Yan to wipe his neck, and then turned around to leave.

Fu Yan pointed in the direction of the chef, turned his head to the players present, and showed an expression of disbelief, "He yelled at me!"

The players jumped up and immediately surrounded the chef.

"Our elder brother asked you something, it's for your face, don't be ignorant of flattery!"

The player did not wait for the chef to respond, Ding Dong gave him a round kick.

"Nian...young people...don't talk about martial arts...ah!"

ten minutes later.

The chef with a bruised nose and a swollen face was kneeling in front of the table opposite Fu Yan, his head drooping weakly on the table.

Fu Yan patted the back of the manager's head and asked with a smile, "Can you talk to me properly now?"

Chef: "Can...can..."

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