I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

The players watched this heart-wrenching mourning in silence, with expressions of reluctance, sadness, and calmness.

"Wang Huixiao..." Zhou Ting called her and wanted to say something to comfort her, but it was useless to say anything now. No one could accept the fact that someone was mentally polluted and killed his best friend.

Song Guicheng took out two candies from his pocket and handed them to her, but Wang Huixiao waved her hand to refuse.

She cried until she had convulsions and almost fainted, with a burning pain in her throat and heart. After a long time, Wang Huixiao barely calmed down after two quick sobs, and silently thanked everyone for their concern.

The black line wrapped around the window had disappeared. Out of caution, Zheng Jiyan still asked, "Miss Wang, when you were in the room, did you feel like you were being spied on?"

Wang Huixiao lowered her head, her expression unclear. She just shook her head when she heard this, and did not answer.

But the black thread would never appear out of thin air, which only meant that the person who was spying on them was really able to conceal his or her breath.

The inn couple does not have this ability, only the player can do this.

Could it really be Zhao Siyu?

Everyone miraculously came up with the same idea, but no one said it out loud.

Song Guicheng stood at the door, his eyes stealthily sweeping over everyone one by one, finally landing on Chu Wei.

Chu Wei wore a black jacket, also black.

However, he had been working together with Song Guicheng and others in the past few days, so he had no time to commit the crime. Moreover, the surface of the black jacket was very smooth, so it was impossible for any black threads to be left behind.

So his suspicion was largely ruled out.

In the silent atmosphere, Zheng Jiyan sorted out his thoughts: "Two things can be confirmed now. One is that there will be sounds coming from the hostess's room on rainy days, and the other is that the sounds will pollute people's minds."

Wu Haochen: "It seems that we still have some information that we haven't fully explored. Do you want to find some time to go to the hostess's room and take a look?"

Song Guicheng had exactly this intention. On the one hand, it was to collect more copy exploration points, and on the other hand, it was to find the hostess's weakness so that it would be easier to attack her.

"Why don't we go down now?" Wu Haochen rolled up his sleeves, eager to try.

"It's too late," Song Guicheng tilted his head, "She's back."

Downstairs, the hostess dragged her tired body into the hotel. Her hair was disheveled, her face was heavy, and her sweater, which was wrinkled by her fat, was covered with dust and dandruff. She looked very disheveled.

Xie Siyou smacked his lips and said, "Is she going to the confessional to kneel down or to the fields to work?"

"Neither." Song Guicheng frowned slightly and briefly told the players about the scene he saw in the church.

"Damn, I didn't expect the priest to be a bad guy." Wu Haochen exclaimed, but his acting was exaggerated, and people could tell at a glance that he was pretending to be surprised.

He should have guessed the priest's identity long ago.

Xie Siyou stuck his head out to take a look, but unexpectedly met the hostess's resentful eyes for a moment, and immediately retracted his head, and asked with lingering fear: "What should I do now, should I go down?"

"What should we do?" Wu Haochen stretched lazily, "Everyone go back to their own homes and find their own mothers."

Xie Siyou understood, turned around, and shouted to Song Guicheng: "Mom."

Song Guicheng:?

Xiaohua:? ? ?

Xie Siyou had a reason: "In the copy, there is a clue that it is my mother."

"Don't you have your own mother?" Xiaohua tilted her head, looking innocent and harmless, but Xie Siyou had no doubt that if he nodded, Xiaohua would hit him on the head.

"Of course I do," Xie Siyou said in a deep voice, "So I recognize my brother as my father!" His eyes were filled with tears, and his expression changed like an Oscar winner, "Dad, you must not abandon your great son!"

He has been confused by the copy information, what demons, what apple trees, what Calvin, he only knows that it is impossible to kill the couple in the hotel, the best way is to hold on to their thighs!

Wu Haochen started to make trouble: "Then your generations are mixed up, you are the brother and the father, so put them together and you are Geba?"

I am not only the singing king, but also the dancing king.

People really do laugh when they are speechless, and Song Guicheng laughed.

He is successful now and can play both role of father and mother.

It was impossible for everyone to go back to their own homes and find their own mothers. The strategy for completing the main task had not yet been discussed. Song Guicheng leaned against the window and listened to them talking without expressing his opinion.

Although he had just slept, he was still dreaming and still felt dizzy when he woke up, but the pain in his body was relieved a lot.

The air was very fresh after the heavy rain. The wind brought the cool scent of grass and trees, blowing the loose hair on Song Guicheng's forehead.

Players proposed various methods. Some put the interests of the public above their own, using themselves as bait to lure the host and hostess together and catch them all in one fell swoop; some suggested splitting up and killing one person at a time; some were passive and lazy, thinking that killing NPCs was simply a fantasy and that it would be better to find other ways to pass the level.

Everyone had a lot of ideas, but few of them could be implemented, especially when Song Guicheng told them that although the hostess's fighting power was not high, her defense value was maximum, making her invulnerable to swords and guns, so many methods simply didn't work.

After discussing for more than an hour, they finally agreed that the most feasible method was to lure the host and hostess together and catch them both in one fell swoop.

It is easy to attract the hatred of NPCs. Even if the players do nothing, they will stare at the players with resentment all day long, as if the players would be sorry for them if they died.

"Tomorrow's dinner time will be the best time to take action," Zheng Jiyan adjusted his glasses and calculated in his mind, "The hostess will go to the confessional in the morning. If she doesn't come back at noon, we can take action during dinner."

Xie Siyou bit his nails and said, "Isn't it said that the mistress is indestructible? How can we kill her then?"

"No, her weakness is quite obvious. We can attack her eyes," Song Guicheng suddenly said. "Grayson is harder to deal with. We have had too little contact with him and don't know what his abilities are."

Zheng Jiyan nodded in agreement: "We'll just have to act according to circumstances when the time comes."

"Just shoot it twice. In the face of hot weapons, all resistance is futile." Wu Haochen made a pistol gesture.

Xie Siyou swallowed his saliva: "Here... can you bring a gun in? It should be a prop."

Wu Haochen smiled at him.

Song Guicheng glanced at Zheng Ji Yan and Wu Hao Chen calmly. Being able to obtain such a powerful weapon as a pistol, he had a deeper understanding of the two men's strength.

The players agreed that Zheng Jiyan's smashing of the cup would serve as a signal tomorrow night; they had no time to wait any longer.

The so-called ceremony will take place the night after tomorrow. They have to complete the main task and leave the dungeon before then, otherwise they don’t know what they will encounter.

While several people were discussing heatedly, Chu Wei sat in a chair and watched silently without expressing any opinion. There was neither excitement nor hatred on his face.

Song Guicheng had a deeper plan than them. After the success of tomorrow night, other players might be able to leave the dungeon, but he might not. He had to wait until the exploration degree reached 100% before he could leave the dungeon.

After the discussion, everyone returned to their rooms with their own thoughts.

Song Guicheng walked with Calvin, and he casually said to Chu Wei, "I plan to sneak into the hostess's room to take a look."

He paid attention to the reaction of the man next to him, but found that Calvin didn't even breathe, and replied: "Okay, I'll keep watch for you."

Song Guicheng frowned and rubbed his wrist unconsciously. Was his guess wrong?