Star Trace Gate

At night, around eight o'clock.

There were still people chatting on the first and second floors, but Ren had already returned to the Lizi room and closed the door.

He took a chair from the living room, placed it next to the long table in the room, bent down and sat down, holding his chin in thought.

Today he got a lot of small clues, and his thoughts were a little confused. He needed to sort them out and arrange them again, and finally put them into writing to form a more professional "file".

The dim light from the ceiling shone on the mottled bloodstains on the wall, which sometimes looked light and sometimes seemed to emit a faint phosphorescent glow.

After a brief thought, Ren Ye immediately summoned paper and pen from his consciousness and began to write.

Character portrait - the protagonist Song Yi; currently there are few clues and the character's impression is vague.

Brother Song An: In the first grade of primary school, he was diagnosed with violent tendencies and a distorted personality. He went to school at Yangguang Primary School with his younger brother. (Note: It is suspected that he was influenced by his original family.)

Mother Pan Lianrong: Initial impression: a career-oriented woman, energetic, promoted quickly, often on business trips, and rather negligent and radical in educating her children. (Note: Husband Song Mingzhe has sexually assaulted prisoners. Two further suspicions. First: The couple's life is not harmonious, and there may be situations such as hunger, infidelity, and marriage crisis. Second: Song Mingzhe is a pure bad guy, a big eater, and even if he is full, he will still have a midnight snack.)

Father Song Mingzhe: suspected to be a special staff member of a department of the justice organization. The secret room imprisonment may also be related to his work. Later, the law enforcement team occupied Fulai County, and Song Mingzhe was suspected to be executed as a typical example. Extended inference: Song Mingzhe was burned alive in front of the Victory Monument in Fulai County. This shows that the law enforcement team seemed to hate Song Mingzhe to the core. In reverse deduction, the nature of Song Mingzhe's work may be very targeted at the Bald Organization, so he was hated by the other party and used as a typical example.

Characteristic profile: Male, in his forties before death, tall, taciturn (characteristic information comes from surveillance footage); courageous, extremely ruthless (information comes from environmental clues); psychopathic, with a propensity for aggression, and proficient in the art of Yin-Yang (information comes from environmental layout and directional clues).

Having written this, Ren Ye slowly raised his head, frowned at the paper, and wrote on the column of Song Mingzhe's character portrait: "He is proficient in Qimen Bagua, attaches great importance to rituals, and even specially divided the rooms."

"call!"

After he rearranged the clues in his hand, a very clear image of a middle-aged man appeared in his mind.

He is highly educated, introverted, somewhat silent, authoritative in his professional field, and has deep and gloomy eyes.

In the evening, the entire Fulai County was shrouded in sunset glow, with smoke curling up from cooking. A lonely middle-aged man, wearing a large windbreaker and spotless leather shoes, came to the abandoned villa with a fast food bag in his right hand and slowly pushed open the dusty wooden door...

"There's a picture, job done!"

Ren Ye thought about it carefully, then stood up and stretched his waist and said, "From this point of view, there is only one general direction for my investigation - that is Song Mingzhe's workplace. If we find out about this, we will also find out a lot of details about his family line.

"Fuck, I'm such a genius!"

After encouraging himself out of habit, he prepared to pack up and rest.

"Dangdang!"

At this moment, there was a slight sound of door closing outside the room, and it seemed that someone had just returned to the room to rest.

Ren didn't think much about it. He just took the small notebook he used for taking notes, then stood at the table, took off his clothes, and squatted at the door.

There was a basin of water on the ground, which he had taken from the only open bathroom on the first floor. It was mainly used for simple washing.

He was sprayed with a lot of filth today, which made him feel a little uncomfortable and smelled bad.

"brush!"

Just as he was about to finish washing up, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

"Crack!"

This was followed by the sound of the iron door being locked.

Ren was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that the room became a little cold.

[It's half past eight, lights out time: all players can only move around in their rooms for now, the doors will open automatically at six tomorrow morning.]

【Congratulations to everyone, you have survived the first night of this star gate and successfully activated the special game - Scratch Lottery: Use your consciousness to call the Heavenly Dao of this star gate, and you can choose to spend eight gold coins to participate in a random lottery. The prizes are divided into three levels, namely, the gift of the small bald head; the gift of the medium bald head; the gift of the big bald head; the prizes are varied and powerful, bosses can try their best to transform a bicycle into a motorcycle...! 】

After hearing this reminder, he curled his lips and said, "Damn it, this is a pure gambling mechanism, only a fool would play it."

In another room, Xiao Shuai was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "The long-distance license plate king of the province, Hong Kong and Macao will not let go of such an opportunity. I want to turn into a motorcycle... Come on, Xiaodao, give me a scratch card!"

"brush."

A faint light flashed, and a black sphere appeared in front of Xiao Shuai's eyes. It gradually solidified and expanded, and finally exploded with a bang.

"Crash!"

A suit, a pair of leather shoes, and a bald wig fell from mid-air, and at the same time a warning sounded.

[Congratulations on receiving the gift from the little bald man, and getting a complete set of camouflage suits: This suit allows you to disguise yourself as a bald law enforcer for one hour, and the wanted scent level is reduced by 2. Wearing it will make you look very handsome, but it will only be ineffective for one hour, which seems to be useless. Note: This suit cannot be stored in the consciousness space...! ]

"Fuck you!"

When Xiao Shuai heard this reminder, he immediately cursed like a mad dog: "You can't load it into the consciousness space?! Then what use do I have for you? Even putting on clothes and putting on the bald head wig, ten minutes have passed! But I still have to take it off! This is taking another ten minutes, so half of the 45-minute TV series is advertising, right?! Isn't this just a scam?"

"Sure enough, the long-distance card king of the province, Hong Kong and Macau is not suitable for playing scratch-offs. There is absolutely no technical content."

"...!"

Xiao Shuai had only twenty gold coins in total, and he spent eight of them on a suit and a bald hood. He immediately became furious and went to sleep on the bed cursing.

……

In the Lizi room.

Ren Ye is currently in the leading position, so it is naturally impossible for him to become a gambler. Moreover, he also received an extra reward in the Easter egg mission.

So, after he finished washing up, he immediately used his magical powers to pull the iron door.

As he expected, the iron gate was blessed by the rules of heaven and could not be opened by brute force. This meant that from now until six o'clock tomorrow morning, he would be a prisoner.

Well, now that I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. The work is done and I've washed my hands clean, so there's nothing else to do... just take a break.

Ren Ye stretched again, walked to the hard iron bed, and lay down on his back.

The moment his back and head touched the bed, he felt that the whole room, even the whole villa, became quiet.

The room was pitch black, without a single light, and coupled with the dead silence where one could hear a pin drop, it really made people feel a little creepy.

Moreover, I don’t know whether it is an illusion or a psychological imagination.

Anyway, when Ren Ye was lying on the bed, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing around him... It seemed to be there and not there, and it gave him goose bumps all over his body.

This feeling is very strange, just like a living person lying in a pitch-black morgue, wearing a pair of earphones with good sound insulation, unable to hear any movement around him, but always feeling inexplicably that there seems to be a ghost in the dark corner...

Ren was not a timid person, so he decisively covered himself with the dirty quilt, curled up in the quilt, closed his eyes, and tried to empty his mind and fall asleep.

“Tap…tap…!”

Just when he was vaguely feeling sleepy, he suddenly heard the sound of crisp footsteps in the extremely quiet villa.

That was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the tile floor, and it seemed to be very close to me, as if it was just outside the door...

"Um?!"

Ren Ye suddenly became a little more sober, and instantly focused his attention and listened carefully.

The footsteps were intermittent, seeming to be outside the door, and also like they were next door.

He was not sure of the source of the sound for a moment, and the more he listened, the more dazed he felt, just like when a person is about to fall asleep, he always feels there is a sound somewhere, but if he really listens carefully, he can no longer detect the movement.

Ren Ye covered himself with the quilt, turned over, and continued to try to fall asleep.

After a while, the chill in the room became even stronger, and the quilt he was covered with was a little short. If it covered his head, his feet would be exposed; if it covered his feet, his head would not be covered tightly enough...

He curled up in bed, gradually feeling sleepy.

"rustle……!"

Just when Ren was about to fall asleep, there was a very light sound of bedding rubbing against each other, and he suddenly felt a chill on the soles of his feet... It seemed that in the endless darkness, a pale hand slowly stretched out from under the bed and suddenly touched his feet.

"brush!"

Ren Ye instinctively retracted his legs, lifted the quilt above his head, and suddenly looked under the bed.

In the darkness, he couldn't see anything, but he suddenly remembered that there was a wall under the bed, so there shouldn't be any space to hide anything...

Is it an illusion that my foot accidentally touched the wall?

Just this one move, Ren broke out in a cold sweat without realizing it.

"He's paralyzed. He's getting more and more crazy as he gets older!"

Ren Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed in his heart: "I don't know how many times I've been to the morgue, I'm so scared now!!"

After saying this, he simply didn't cover his head anymore and just lay straight on the iron bed, trying to fall asleep again without any distractions.

In the darkness, the exhaustion from a day of fighting for his life hit him, his consciousness instantly went blank, and he soon fell into a light sleep.

"Squeak...squeak...!"

Before the dream was fully formed, there was a faint sound of metal friction, as if there was a pale face lying next to Ren Ye's ear, gently grinding its teeth, talking about old things that no one could hear...

"flap!"

Ren was also awakened from his light sleep. He suddenly opened his eyes and listened carefully.

This time, the friction sound was no longer vague or faint, but became clearer, and the iron chain connected to the wall seemed to be slowly dragged on the ground...

“Dang, dang…!”

The sound was very close, echoing against the wall to the right of the iron bed.

Less than a meter away, in the pitch-black darkness, something seemed to be pulling at the chain.

Ren was also stunned for a moment, then he immediately called out for a fire starter, grasped it in his hand, turned over, and shone it towards the wall.

The faint light reached forward, and the wall covered with mottled bloodstains slowly appeared before the eyes, and slowly came into view.

"brush!"

In the dim firelight, a woman in white with disheveled hair suddenly appeared in his eyes.

She had waist-length hair and was slumped on the ground with her legs sideways. She was wearing a pair of old man's cloth shoes. Her back was facing Ren Ye and she was pulling the iron chain with both hands, as if pulling it.

Ren was stunned for a moment, his hands shaking to the extreme.

The woman who was slumped on the ground suddenly turned around. Her pale face and red lips said, "Go to sleep..."

"What the hell!!"

Ren also jumped up from the bed, raised his hand and called out: "Huang Wei!!"