The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"My task is to find the eyes for the boss lady's father-in-law. You know that, but I have no clue yet." After listening to the dancer's task and clues, Xu Huang also told her about his unfinished task.

"The person living in Room 206 is a woman with long hair. The task given is to help her comb her hair once a day." Seeing that both of them had said this, the white-collar man also exchanged information.

After saying that, everyone looked at Qin Jue who was holding an umbrella.

"I haven't received any assignment from the tenant yet." Qin Jue touched the tip of the umbrella, turned around to look at the proprietress who hurried to the kitchen after failing to get through the phone, and got up and walked towards the backyard.

"I'm going to check out the backyard."

"Oh, okay. I'll go upstairs first." Xu Huang had no idea what to do. He knew it was useless to worry, so he walked upstairs.

The dancer thought for a moment and followed him back to the room, placing her breakfast on the trash can as usual, thinking that this would save her life.

The remaining white-collar man lowered his head to wipe his lenses, then stood up and caught up with Qin Jue and asked, "Little brother, can I exchange my points with you for this umbrella? You can also exchange it after you use it."

Qin Jue held the umbrella handle tightly with one hand. He had no good feelings towards the white-collar man who tried to borrow his umbrella, and he refused rudely.

"No."

"Well, since it doesn't work, forget it... then you better be careful." The white-collar man was a little unwilling, but he had a good eye for people, and this accuracy helped him escape the game's killing moves many times.

The young man in front of him, wearing a black jacket, should have a lot of guaranteed cards, so he cannot make enemies with him for the time being.

When he first entered this instance, he carefully observed the car and found that there was no bucket for umbrellas as the other party said. Moreover, they all got off the car at the same time and were stung by the rain and hurriedly took shelter. Only this person was different from them.

He originally thought that it was just a special umbrella and shouldn't be a big deal... Since he couldn't exchange it, he would just leave it in the other person's hand first.

If it weren't a card reward, this umbrella might be an important item for passing the level.

With a little disappointment, the white-collar man went upstairs. He remembered that today's task was not yet completed, so he had to go help the tenant of Room 206 comb his hair.

Room 206 is slightly different. It seems that the woman in the white dress is a permanent tenant. She painted the walls of the room light pink and the floor is covered with pink mats.

The other person was not a human either. Through the mirror, the white-collar man could not see the woman's face at all. She seemed unable to speak, or was simply a mute. She sat in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror attentively.

"Miss, let me comb your hair."

When facing the faceless female ghost, the white-collar man was still a little timid, but he observed that the female ghost seemed to only focus on herself in the mirror and did not show any aggressive behavior.

He picked up the wooden comb, trying to avoid touching the other person's hair, and combed it again and again. The hair was very long, so he needed to bend down to comb it all the way through.

The white-collar man was concentrating on completing the task and didn't notice that when he bent down, the blurry face of the woman in the mirror became distorted for a moment.

Burnt scars and blisters covered his cheeks, and some of the skin and flesh had fallen off, revealing bright red flesh and bones.

A drop of bloody tears fell from the corner of the woman's red eyes and dripped at her feet.

The white-collar man stood up and everything returned to normal. The woman's face was still blurry, with only that drop of blood and tear lying quietly in the corner.

After completing two-thirds of the task, the white-collar man breathed a sigh of relief, put down the comb, walked out, and carefully closed the door.

After he left the room, the clean and tidy room quickly aged, with the paint on the walls peeling off and covered with moss.

The woman's white dress was gradually stained red with blood. She raised her overly burned hands to draw her eyebrows and put on makeup.

On the other side, Qin Jue in the backyard held an umbrella and closed the pottery jar again with his muddy hands, confirming his guess.

Inside the pottery jar was a child's skull.

This skeleton should be the boss lady's child who never appeared. Because he is gone, he cannot appear.

The boss's wife had a bad relationship with her husband and father-in-law, and a big reason for that was probably because of the dead child.

Qin Jue had a guess, but if he wanted to verify it, he still needed to find an opportunity.

Next, his task and Xu Huang’s task both need to be dealt with.

After washing his hands, Qin Jue walked around the doors of the 'tenants' who were to receive tasks, and as expected, the tasks were not triggered.

Perhaps the tasks of these tenants are unique, and once triggered by one player, they will no longer be possible for other players to trigger.

When going downstairs, Qin Jue turned his head and glanced at Room 103. Huangmao was frightened yesterday, and he must have seen the tenant of Room 103.

If we assume a one-to-one correspondence, then the only number left is 105, whose situation is unknown.

Qin Jue put the umbrella back into the room, turned around and walked to the next door, raised his hand and tried to knock on the door.

If, if his guess was correct, the hotel was full, then the person living in this room might be...

"Knock...Knock...Knock" He lowered his breathing, expecting a response from the door. Perhaps it would be like his own door being knocked open last night, except that their positions had changed.

Unfortunately, the room was very quiet, without any sound.

After standing for a while, Qin Jue got no response, so he put down his hand, turned around and went upstairs with a slightly disappointed look on his face.

He guessed that maybe the other party could only appear at night, or maybe it was just the wrong time.

Since he couldn't meet him, he would help Xu Huang solve the mission problems first.

Xu Huang's mission was quite difficult. The old man from Room 201 could not provide any clues. He seemed to have problems with his ears and could not hear them talking. No matter how they asked, they could only get the initial few mission reminders.

There is nothing else to reveal after flipping through it, and it really is no different from the human-computer interaction in the game.

The two men asked the proprietress indirectly, but she seemed to be still immersed in the panic of the death in the hotel. She looked panic-stricken and guilty, and kept saying sorry to them.

She was guarding the front desk, so naturally she was not allowed to go into the kitchen to check in front of her.

This road was blocked, Qin Jue thought for a moment and knocked on the door of 106.

Besides the proprietress, the only people who have contact with the old woman are her alcoholic husband.

The proprietress's alcoholic husband was still drunk. When he heard the knock on the door, he started cursing and threw wine bottles through the door.

Perhaps because the door had been kicked and broken too many times, the door panel became loose, and the handle was hit by a wine bottle, allowing it to be opened from the inside.

The room smelled strongly of alcohol. Under the man's bed, on his desk, and anywhere else that could be used to place things, there were bottles of alcohol and cigarette butts. He drank all day, in a daze that seemed to have no end in sight.

He forced his cloudy eyes open, glanced at the person outside the door, then turned back to continue drinking.

The green wine bottle was lifted up, and as the wine swayed, something inside seemed to be rising and falling.

Qin Jue had very good eyesight, and he patted Xu Huang on the shoulder, asking him to go and see.

The old man’s eyes were found.