Zhou Qing's legs were firmly fixed on the bed.

The rope around the neck kept tightening.

Her eyeballs were protruding, her face was blue, and her tongue stuck out involuntarily.

Zhou Qing grabbed the hemp rope around her neck with one hand, and firmly grasped the bed board with the other.

Suddenly, a thought came to her mind.

"It turns out that the scratch on the bottom of the bed is really a scratch left by your fingers..."

Under the bed?

Zhou Qing suddenly thought of the dagger pinned behind him.

Her dagger is usually put in her boots, but after checking the bottom of the bed today, she conveniently put it on the back of her waist.

Zhou Qing let go of the rope and pulled out the dagger at his waist with great effort.

Just before being strangled to death, Zhou Qing cut the rope above her head.

Zhou Qing's body fell off the bed.

She didn't dare to stay, so she broke away from the ghost's hand and ran to the door.

The moment she opened the door, she froze on the spot, and a chill shot through her head instantly.

After a scream.

A tall and thin figure with black air all over his body drifted away and disappeared in the corridor on the fourth floor.

Early the next morning.

The players gather at the restaurant.

Except for Fu Yan, the spirits of the rest were slightly sluggish.

It's like being sucked by a ghost.

They didn't sleep well last night, as if they had been dreaming, but when they woke up in the morning, they couldn't remember anything.

Several people gathered in the restaurant on the first floor.

The cook and the manager bring food to the table.

They had almost eaten, and they didn't see Zhou Qing.

"Why hasn't Zhou Qing come down yet? Didn't you agree to gather in the restaurant for three meals a day and determine the number of people?"

"Whoever of you has a Zhouqing phone number, give her a call."

The player dialed Zhou Qing's number, but no one answered.

"It's not like something happened to her!"

A few players couldn't care less about eating, and hurried to the fourth floor to find Zhou Qing.

Fu Yan also followed them and got on the elevator together.

He loves watching dead people the most, hehe!

The player comes to door 404.

What catches the eye is the wide open door, as well as Zhou Qing, whose face is ashen and hardened.

Zhou Qing's body fell on his back inside the door, with a deep strangle mark on his neck, his eyes burst, his feet were hanging outside the door, and a dagger was thrown beside his feet.

Everyone is surrounding Zhou Qing's body to check.

Fu Yan stepped past the crowd and was the first to enter the house.

The layout of this room is the same as Fu Yan's room.

The only difference is the bonsai on the windowsill.

In Fu Yan's house are dead branches, but in Zhou Qing's house is a rose in full bloom.

Fu Yan walked into the room and saw the quilts piled on the sofa.

Zhou Qing should have slept on the sofa last night.

Then he turned around again and looked at the single bed in the room.

There were signs of struggle on the bed.

Fu Yan looked up at the wall lamp, combined with the strangle marks on Zhou Qing's neck.

She should have been dragged to the bed by someone or something, and then hung on the wall lamp.

Her weapon was unsheathed, indicating she had used it.

So when that thing attacked her inside the house, she escaped.

Fu Yan simulated the scene of Zhou Qing's death in his mind.

After Zhou Qing escaped, she rushed to the door immediately, but died at the door.

Her feet were outside the door, and the weapon fell outside, but the body lay inside.

It means that she had already walked out of the room at that time, and was killed by a single blow from something outside the room.

She didn't even have time to resist, otherwise the weapon would not have fallen at her feet.

He didn't die in the room, but he died when he left the room.

So the death condition of this dungeon is not to leave the room.

And this time should be at...

Fu Yan thought about the time when the manager left last night, it was around twelve forty.

Then the death condition should be, do not leave the room in the early morning.

I just don't know if the ghost inside the house scaring Zhou Qing is the same ghost outside the house that killed her.

If not one, then there is more than one ghost in this dungeon, and the one outside the door is obviously stronger than the one inside the room.

If it is one, it means that the death condition of the room will either enhance its ability or remove some of its restrictions.

That's about as much information as is currently known.

It seems that a few more players have to be killed.

After checking the corpse, the players entered the house and began to observe the crime scene.

Although the entire dungeon is broadcast live, some death conditions in the dungeon will still be hidden, especially in high-level dungeons.

So this group of players didn't know the death conditions of this dungeon apart from knowing that this dungeon was close to death.

However, relying on past dungeon experience, some players guessed the death conditions.

Of course, there are also those who perceive through talent, anyway, individuals have their own supernatural powers.

But everyone tacitly did not express their guesses.

At this time, if the ghost kills one more player, it will relieve their psychological burden.

Although it is normal for this game to eat people, this is a live broadcast after all.

Unless it is a last resort, they do not want to break through the bottom line of morality.

After checking Zhou Qing's room, everyone was about to leave.

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit, and the wall lamp by the bed began to flicker on and off.

The players subconsciously took out their weapons and looked around vigilantly.

Even more players have the courage to start talking to unwarranted things.

"Who are you? Come out! Don't play tricks!"

"Did you kill Zhou Qing?"

Some players whispered, "Could it be that Zhou Qing's death was too fierce, so the ghost lingers..."

The rest of the players thought about it and thought it was possible, so they shouted into the room: "Is Zhou Qing you? Are you going to tell us who the murderer is?"

Looking at the fully committed players, Fu Yan really didn't want to laugh.

But sorry, he couldn't hold back.

Fu Yan burst out laughing with a 'puchi'.

Seeing that all the players looked at him unkindly, he quickly waved his hands pretending to be serious, "It's okay, you guys continue."

But the faintly twitching corner of his mouth revealed his true inner thoughts.

"Fu Yan, what do you mean!" Han Wubang had a big waist, his bulging muscles trembled because of anger, and he looked very unfriendly.

He glared at Fu Yan and said angrily, "Are you laughing at us!"

Fu Yan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he covered his mouth artificially and said in surprise, "Ah! You saw it."

Fu Yan's words annoyed everyone present.

They were about to criticize Fu Yan, when they heard Fu Yan pointing to the central air conditioner at the door, and said calmly: "It's Yinfeng, it's because the central air conditioner is broken, as for this light..."

Fu Yan walked to the side where the fire was turned off, and raised his hand to press the switch, "The hotel is in disrepair for a long time, and the wiring is aging."

"When encountering things in the future, use your brain more, don't talk about ghosts and gods, and believe in science."

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