The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

After the death, Huangmao did not turn himself in immediately. Instead, he chose a wasteland and hastily used a shovel to hit the child, who was still alive, to death. He dug a hole to bury the child, and washed away the blood and flesh to cover up this crime.

Unfortunately, that remote section of road near the mountain lacks surveillance. Parents of children living near the highway post missing person notices every day, praying that the police search for their missing children.

The parents who were waiting for a miracle to happen would not know that their children were buried in the mountains and forests less than 100 meters away from their home...

After spending the day safely, the four of them walked out of the door at the same time when the sky gradually brightened, and gathered in the lobby on the first floor. As usual, they obtained clues through communication when the proprietress delivered breakfast.

But after about ten minutes, there was still no sign of Huangmao appearing.

"Oh, why hasn't the guest at Room 102 woke up yet?" The proprietress looked at the extra breakfast and exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone's expressions were different, but they already had a rough guess as to whether Huangmao was alive or dead.

Move to 102, the landlady provided a spare key and opened the door.

As expected, the scene of Huangmao dead in bed came into view.

The four of them didn't notice any unusual movements in the outside world last night. The person died quietly without any warning.

His death was not tragic. His heart was hollowed out in his chest, leaving a bloody hole. A look of fear was frozen on his stiff face, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't close his eyes even after death.

"Oh! This...what should we do! We should call the police! But...it has rained heavily these days, the roads are flooded and vehicles can't pass through. We can't get out." The proprietress was even more terrified. She dropped the breakfast in her hands. She was so panicked that she didn't know what to do. After a while, she trotted to the front desk and tried to call the police.

The four of them looked at each other in silence, then walked out of Room 102 and sat back in the living room.

Huangmao's death was too sudden, and they have not yet figured out the pattern of Yumi's crimes.

"Could it be... that one person must die every night?" Xu Huang was a little anxious as he touched his crossbow card. He had no idea about his mission yet. Perhaps the reason for Huang Mao's death was that he failed to complete the mission given by the tenant?

However, the system clearly states that the deadline for completing the task is three days. These clear regulations are unlikely to contain any language traps.

"It's possible. Based on my experience in participating in dungeons, there is indeed an unspoken rule that you have to keep dying in order to pass the level." The white-collar man sitting opposite spoke up.

"By the way, when we first arrived, the landlady said there were only five rooms left, so the other rooms were occupied, but we haven't seen these guests come out yet..."

The dancer's words made it clear that she suspected there were some secrets and clues in those guest rooms, or in other words, there were things that were not human but occupied the space.

"You two, if we want to survive, we need to cooperate. I admit that I was selfish and unwilling to disclose the news before, but there are only two days left, and two difficult nights. Let's cooperate. I want to know what you found in the backyard..." The white-collar man tried to check in the rain, but the rain was heavy, like sharp needles, piercing people's skin and causing redness, swelling and pain. He couldn't hold on at all.

He valued his life very much, and seeing that the situation was not right, he no longer held on to his previous discovery with Huangmao and was unwilling to reveal it.

According to what the white-collar man said, the boss's wife seemed to have a child. In Room 101, there were many children's clothes hanging on the clothes rack, and there were also many small shoes on the shoe rack by the door.

However, there were no children in the hotel at all, and the proprietress never mentioned anything about children. This was a key point of doubt.

"We found a clay pot wrapped in red thread in the backyard. It was the size of a football and seemed to be some kind of sorcery thing. As we didn't know the situation, we didn't open it to see what was inside." After listening to the clues from the white-collar man, Qin Jue also told Xu Huang about his and Xu Huang's discovery yesterday in exchange.

Perhaps it was the death of a player that gave these strangers some sense of cooperation, and the four of them sat opposite each other and exchanged information in a relatively harmonious manner.

The dancer was listening nearby, and seemed to have thought of something. She hesitantly asked, "Have you eaten the food prepared by the boss lady?"

"No, what did you find?" The white-collar man shook his head. He had experience in this area and would not eat anything given by the NPC.

But looking at the dancer's expression, it was obvious that she had discovered something.

"It's good that you didn't eat it. I suspect that the stuffed buns contain... human flesh." The reason I asked that just now was because...

When the dancer went out this morning, she found that she had accidentally completed the task related to the tenant.

The system's explanation is to help the hungry tenant 204 fill his stomach.

She didn't understand at first, but when her eyes swept over the lunch boxes placed on the trash can at the stairs, she suddenly understood.

Because she was not sure whether the food was normal, the dancer did not touch a single bite with her chopsticks. The food smelled terrible after it got cold and was very greasy.

She didn't want to hurt her nose, so she placed the lunch box on top of the trash can before going to bed.

But when I looked this morning, everything inside was swept away.

There were inexplicable black stains on the lunch box. The dancer lowered her head little by little and saw a series of black footprints extending from 204 to the door of her own room.

The footprints were very messy, as if the thing had been lingering at his door for a long time before finally choosing to eat up the lunch box in the trash can.

She didn't think that the guy who left the black footprints was a vegetarian. His original target should be her, but perhaps he was attracted by the smell of the lunch box and changed his target.

After realizing that she had escaped danger, the dancer's hair stood on end and it took her a long time to calm down.

When saying this, the dancer was still feeling scared. If it weren't for those boxed lunches, she might have suffered the same fate last night.

"So, a hungry monster lives in Room 204?" Xu Huang pinched his chin. He carefully recalled what happened last night, but still found nothing. He did not hear any unusual noises or sounds of swallowing or chewing.