Weirdness is coming: Chen Mu Nugui started with trillions of ghost coins

Chen Mu went to the next two rooms and told the other three players about the eyes that appeared in his pen.

Now is the time to collect clues. The five players have the same goal. Hiding clues at this time will not help in finding a way out.

For the next hour, although Chen Mu still felt like he was being stared at, it was not as strong as before.

It was not until twelve o'clock noon that the hostess came up in high heels and told the players that Dad had prepared lunch and everyone should go downstairs to eat.

When we arrived at the dining table, there was another sumptuous lunch.

However, all five players had no appetite.

Because in the middle of the dining table, there was a plate that looked like it was filled with rice grains, and it was full of wriggling maggots.

"I think last night's roast chicken is better."

Chen Mu complained silently.

After everyone had a simple lunch, they finally had a short break.

Dad went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Mom went to the living room to make a phone call.

Judging from what the mother said, it seemed that she was contacting a tutor.

The mother smiled and said to the other end of the phone: "Thank you for your hard work, teacher. The grades of my children are all dependent on you."

Jiang Xiaoge whispered: "Will tomorrow's tutor be a clue to a way out? Will the tutor help us escape?"

Faced with Jiang Xiaoge's question, no one present knew the answer.

Peng Jun calmly analyzed: "At least before the tutor comes, we have to get some clues.

Otherwise, even if a tutor can help us, we don’t know how to use it.

Now is the break time, we can move freely and collect some clues first."

Indistinctly, Pengjun has already taken the leading position in the team.

Chen Mu did not vie for the lead and he seldom expressed his opinions.

As a senior coin trader, Chen Mu knows that "a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind." So in most cases, he analyzes silently and rarely takes the lead.

At Pengjun's suggestion, everyone dispersed and started trying their luck in the villa.

Everyone came to the yard outside without any prior arrangement.

The best way to escape from home is to climb over the wall or go through the front door.

Why can't I climb through the window?

The reason is simple, because there is no window in the room at all!

Chen Mu came to the wall of the yard, and when he got close to the wall, he smelled a faint smell of blood.

Chen Mu couldn't help but frown. The source of the bloody smell was the words written on the wall.

"It wasn't written with paint, but with blood." There was a hint of fear in Peng Jun's voice.

Chen Mu's tone was calmer. This was just a small matter for him. "No, it's not a pure blood, otherwise it wouldn't have maintained its current color.

I guess it's a mixture of blood, paint, and some other solution.

This means that the person who wrote this sentence did not write it in blood on a whim. Instead, he wrote these words with premeditation and planning. "

After Chen Mu finished speaking, the following picture appeared in the minds of other players:

In the dark night, in the cold yard, a dark shadow was humming a ballad.

Next to him was a bucket of sticky blood, a bucket of paint, and a bucket of carefully prepared solution.

TA mixed the three in a planned way and then blended them, creating an elegant and slightly crazy blend.

Then, he picked up the brush and used the bloody paint to write these words on the wall.

【You only have one chance to take the test, but you can start your life over again】

……

Just thinking about this scene is chilling.

It is hard to imagine what kind of mental state one is in to do such a thing.

Before the other players could react, Chen Mu came to the wall and removed a small piece of paint.

He wanted to determine the time of death based on the state of the blood.

Unfortunately, the bloody paint is bright red, and it is impossible to tell how long the blood has been stored.

Chen Mu himself has not systematically studied forensics and only knows some common knowledge. He is helpless when it comes to more professional matters.

"Forget it, let's look at something else."

Chen Mu gave up painting and walked towards the gate.

The hostess stood in the living room, quietly observing the players' every move through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

In the silent villa, there was no sound outside the wall. The mother in red was peeping secretly… It was clearly the afternoon sun, but it felt particularly cold when it sprinkled on her body.

Chen Mu came to the door and tried to touch the door lock.

Just as I observed when I first arrived last night, the door lock was unusually strong.

Even with a special machine, it is estimated that it will take some time to break it.

As for the door of the villa, it was made entirely of heavy metal, probably almost half as thick as the vault door.

The props in Chen Mu's hand did not have any ability to break through the door.

Seeing this, Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh.

The towering walls, sturdy gates, and the peeping weird mother indicate that the possibility of players escaping by force is almost zero.

The players gathered and began to discuss what happened this morning.

Jiang Xiaoge spoke first, "Tell me, who were those eyes this morning?"

"Could it be mom?" Bai Jingjing glanced at the living room secretly. Mom was spying on them from afar. "Look, mom is also staring at us now. Could she be using her eyes to supervise our studies?"

Chen Mu shook his head. "Not likely. If it was our mother, she would have done something if she saw that we were not studying seriously.

But the only time she came up was when she was attracted by screams.

According to my mother's rules, I think there is something hidden in this villa. That hidden weirdness wants to interfere with our studies.

The sound of reading in the study last night was probably related to this."

Peng Jun nodded in agreement, "Brother Chen Mu's words make sense. I'm sure it's not my mother, because I've seen a head with eyes.

He looked like a high school boy, and the reading sound in the study seemed to be from a boy as well.

Is it possible that the eye is the weird one in the study?"

As the players discussed, the clues began to become a little clearer.

All the criticism was directed at the sound of reading in the study at midnight.

There is no doubt that I must go to the study tonight.

The players moved around for a while longer, and then their short break was over.

At their mother's call, the players could only reluctantly return to their respective rooms.

The study process in the afternoon is the same as in the morning.

While studying, those staring eyes were still peeping in the dark.

Chen Mu had gotten used to it, and when those eyes appeared again, it was on Chen Mu's textbook.

The eyes and face were directly attached to a page of the book.

Chen Mu was not polite at all and directly used a pen to write the calculation formula on his face.

This abstract action made the face froze for a few seconds.

It twisted a few times and made a terrifying shape, trying to stop Chen Mu from scribbling.