Star Trace Gate

The woman died...

This room has been completed.

Everyone stared at the portrait in stunned silence, their minds going blank.

"How...how could this happen?" Brother Hong said with a pale face, "There is blood all over the door...This means that the magic weapon we set up has taken effect. Song Mingzhe's remaining soul must have been attacked."

"damn it!"

The usually steady old cadre suddenly cursed: "What the hell is going on?! Didn't we find the right way to crack the mechanism? Why are people still dying?"

Among all the players, he obviously had the best relationship with women. The two of them had been doing missions together since the first day they entered the door, so he was really a little defensive at the moment.

"Oh, damn!"

Fat Tan squatted on the ground instantly, covering his face with his hands, and cursed the national quintessence in an extremely anxious and helpless tone.

Last night, the joy of everyone who had survived the disaster disappeared in an instant, and their hearts were filled with an unspeakable haze.

After Ren Ye came back to his senses, he immediately snatched the lighting device from Yin Hu's hand and rushed to the bedside to check.

The scene on the bed was pretty much what he imagined, with blood and broken pieces of flesh still everywhere... and there was also a very small rat head on the pillow.

His scalp tingled, and he immediately checked the position of the portrait again, and found two piles of gold coins next to the portrait. After careful counting, there were exactly 5 coins. In addition, there were fragments of Pan Lianrong's autobiography in the woman's hand.

Ren Ye held the copper lamp and carefully checked the surroundings again, and finally found that this place was the same as the scene when Xiao Yuan died yesterday. Whether it was the method, the way of death, or various details, there was no difference.

For two days, people died in the Kan room.

Ren also remembered that last night, before everyone was about to go back to their rooms, he specifically asked the woman which room she would stay in tonight and whether she wanted to go to the Dui room that Xiao Yuan had vacated. The other party told him: "Someone has died in the Kan room, so it should be very safe."

King Huai praised her for her intelligence at that time, but who could have thought that she would die here early this morning.

The eight Bagua rooms in the villa are refreshed at six o'clock every evening, so when the woman entered the Kan room, Xiao Yuan's mourning shed should have disappeared.

"call……!"

Ren also let out a long breath and shook his head: "I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out."

"Go out first..." Fat Tan raised his head with red eyes and greeted in a hoarse voice.

Everyone looked at each other and left the Kan room like zombies.

……

Soon, in the hall on the second floor.

Ren Ye sat in the chair, exhausted both physically and mentally, looking up at the ceiling, speechless for a long time.

The others also sat opposite each other, staring blankly at the table, like sculptures.

After a long while, the old cadre raised his head first, raised his eyebrows and looked at Ren Ye, Yin Hu, and Tan Pang and asked, "Are there any details you didn't mention?"

Yin Hu was stunned when he heard this: "What do you mean?!"

At this moment, Xiao Shuai looked at everyone with a sullen face, and his voice became sharp and direct: "...He meant that there are some details that you know, but maybe we don't?!"

There was already a strong hint of suspicion in these words. Fatty Tan reacted instantly and whispered, "You'd better not say such heartless words. It will make people feel chilled."

"I don't think it's that chilling." Xiao Shuai stood up, tapped the table with his hand, and said word by word: "Since no one wants to talk about it, then I will talk about it first. This star gate has a competition mechanism. In the end, only one person can win, or the top three can get generous rewards. So if someone is smart and finds the information to break the deadlock in the Taoist temple, but doesn't tell everyone... what will happen then?"

When Brother Hong heard this, his brows furrowed, while the old cadre said nothing.

"The final result is that someone can use the killing rules of the secret room to eliminate dissidents and ultimately achieve the goal of dividing the rewards equally." Xiao Shuai said in a loud voice: "Isn't this possible? This possibility is not small...!"

"brush!"

At this moment, Yin Hu suddenly turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were extremely sharp and he said, "Fuck it, I risked my life to fight for Changsheng Temple yesterday, and you are saying these bullshit?!"

"Then how can you prove that what you three said after you came back was the truth?" Xiao Shuai stared at him with an extremely ugly expression and asked.

"All I can prove now is that my behavior yesterday was like that of a fool." Yin Hu said coldly: "I risked my life to save a group of ungrateful wolves!"

"Who did you save? The props you brought back are useless!" Xiao Shuai emphasized by pulling his neck.

Yinhu stood up suddenly after hearing this, pointed at Xiaoshuai and said, "You have to understand, if I want to kill you, I don't need to use the rules of the secret room, understand?! How about giving it a try?"

"Why are you pretending? Who doesn't have something to eat here?!" Xiao Shuai completely lost his composure, and shouted with veins popping out on his forehead, "Damn it, come on!"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly displayed supernatural powers. His entire body was enveloped in a grey light, revealing an extremely strong fluctuation of star source.

"brush!"

Brother Hu raised his arm and was about to call for the giant sword.

"Oh!"

Fatty Tan had a cold face. He slammed the long table and shouted, "Internal strife?! Why don't you kill a few people yourself first instead of waiting for the murder in the secret room tonight?! You all get carried away so easily. You don't have any psychological endurance at all...?!"

“Hoo, hoo…!”

Xiao Shuai was breathing heavily from his mouth and nose. He just looked at Yin Hu with a cold face and said no more.

The old cadre slowly raised his head and explained, "The woman is dead... No one is sure, including me. The mechanism is still killing people, but the chaos poison has been used up. In other words, if we don't find the problem today, another person will die tonight. And who is willing to be that one-sixth? What about tomorrow? One-fifth, and one-quarter the day after tomorrow?!"

"I didn't mean to sow discord in what I said just now. What I meant was, did you miss some details or important clues, which led to the failure of the deployment of the magic weapon?"

"Think about it carefully."

"...!"

As soon as he said this, Yin Hu, Tan Pang, and Ren Ye all fell silent and began to reminisce.

After a long time, Fatty Tan was the first to shake his head: "It can't be wrong. Taking the Chaos Poison and the Puppet-Slaying Knife are separate small tasks, and Lu Wentian clearly stated how to use them, as well as the points against Song Mingzhe. So, I still can't figure out why the arrangement failed last night..."

"I figured it out." Ren Ye suddenly spoke.

"What have you figured out?" Brother Hong looked at him.

"Using these two magic weapons to plot and attack Song Mingzhe is just Lu Wentian's own idea. To put it bluntly, it is his wishful thinking." Ren Ye raised his head and looked at Yin Hu and Tan Pang and said, "But have you ever thought about it? Do you remember what Song Mingzhe said in the hall?"

After hearing this, the two fell into deep thought again.

Not long after, Fat Tan instinctively murmured, "Yes, his original words were, if I can help you get promoted, I can definitely let someone else replace you; if I dare to use you to do this, I will definitely find a way to control you. Don't try to be smart with me, just be your dog."

"That's it." Ren nodded and said, "Lu Wentian's wishful thinking may have been noticed by Song Mingzhe a long time ago. He slapped Lu Wentian that day to warn him... not to play tricks... Lu Wentian knows his own weaknesses, so how can Song Mingzhe not know what he is afraid of? Maybe... he already has a way to deal with it."

As soon as these words came out, Yin Hu instinctively said, "So, the Heavenly Dao is deliberately disrupting our direction and increasing the difficulty?"

"call……!"

Ren Ye looked up at the ceiling, exhausted and said, "You can interpret it any way you want now, but one thing is... we took the wrong path, and the price of the mistake is more deaths."

After saying this, he felt a sense of powerlessness. Since becoming a player, no star gate has ever given him such a strong sense of psychological oppression.

The murder in the closed room has no clear pattern; each of the protagonists of the Song family has a lot of fragments of autobiography scattered in various small tasks. When you find some clues, the more lines you hold in your hand, the stronger the confusion, because you don't know which one to check first and which one to check later...

The extremely cruel way of death and the killing mechanism that leaves no one with any ability to resist are like a butcher's knife hanging over everyone's head. You don't know when it will fall and chop off your neck with a click.

People's emotions cannot withstand great ups and downs. Yesterday, the team atmosphere was extremely good. The joy of surviving the disaster also gave everyone great hope of passing the customs safely. But when hope is shattered, what follows is despair, complete despair.

So, what everyone is feeling right now is not fear, but rather uncontrollable anxiety and boredom.

After a long silence, the old cadre suddenly looked up and asked, "Do you have any other ideas?"

Everyone was a little confused and just stared at him blankly without saying a word.

"If not... I'm going to leave alone." The old cadre said with a pale face: "Waiting here is too torturous... I'll go out and find clues to break the situation by myself."

After saying that, he suddenly stood up and walked downstairs.

Fat Tan looked up at him and said, "I suggest you don't act alone. We should use collective wisdom."

"Fuck you!" Xiao Shuai cursed coldly, and then asked Tan Pang directly: "I'll ask you a question, do you dare to swear?"

"What?" Fat Tan looked at him with a frown.

"Swear an oath and say that you have told everyone everything that happened to the three of you yesterday without missing a word. If you lie or deliberately omit any information, God will kill your whole family." Xiao Shuai stared at him and asked word by word, "Do you dare to swear?"

"You are f*cking sick!" Even though Tan Pang was good-tempered, his eyes turned red: "Why should I swear like this? Why should I prove myself to you?!"

"No reason, because people's hearts are hidden, I don't know what you three are thinking, understand?!" Xiao Shuai shouted: "You dare to say that you didn't hide the information from yesterday?"

Fatty Tan really didn't dare to swear this oath, because the three of them did hide information, such as the props they got and the elixir: "Do I need to tell you information that has nothing to do with breaking the situation?"

"Then why are you hiding it?!" Xiao Shuai sneered, "Why? Isn't it just to make yourself win?! The Star Gate for individual competition is also a fucking collective, how ridiculous!"

After saying that, he turned and left: "I'm going to look for clues myself, you guys can do whatever you want."

Not long after, Yin Hu slowly stood up and sighed, "Actually, he is not wrong. Why should we risk our lives for everyone in this personal competition for the Star Gate? Isn't this a humiliation? Forget it, I will go out and look for it myself..."

After saying this, Brother Hu left here feeling unhappy.

In a blink of an eye, there were only three people left in the hall.

"Well, I'll go out and get some fresh air. I'm feeling very suffocated." Fat Tan shook his head helplessly, then stood up and left.

The last remaining brother, Hong, lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. He suddenly asked Ren Ye: "Did you really tell me everything?"

Ren Ye was extremely shocked when he heard this: "You also suspect... that the three of us are using a knife to kill someone?!"

Brother Hong looked at him and shook his head, "I don't doubt you."

“……!” Ren was speechless.

"Yesterday, were you three together the whole time? Did you never separate?" Brother Hong lowered his head: "It's possible that someone among us... is using the rules to kill people."

Ren Ye looked at him in disbelief: "Why do you say that?"

"Because... I got a functional prop..." Brother Hong spoke after a long time.