Help, I've become a paper man

Before Song Yi entered the room, he did yell for mercy, as the men were still being forced to work, and he chased them mercilessly, but he didn't expect that after entering the room, he would find out... they closed a door, and the game gave a fake window, but to some extent, it also fulfilled Song Yi's expectations, and they "showed mercy" to him, and placed the mechanical arm directly on the ground.

The clear metal lines on it and the patterns revealed in the battle just now were obviously the pursuer who retreated into the room under the cover of the spider.

But... what about the other bodies! Their keys are still in each other's chests!

Song Yi looked at the burly man. If there was anyone who knew what happened here before they came in, it would probably be only this brother.

The sturdy man also knew this. Without Song Yi asking, he took the initiative to say as soon as he received the gaze: "It wasn't me. This girl was like a gecko and directly tore her arm off."

Song Yi didn't say anything, but continued to look at him, with a hint of encouragement in his eyes, like a teacher guiding a child to speak more in class. The strong man's scalp tingled and he couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his arm.

He grinned, took a breath, and then continued, "Well, you lied to us from the beginning, and I still believed you. I'm such an honest person, but you believed me... Forget it, I'll tell you directly, I did do something."

"She was wrapped in a spider and couldn't move. I thought the prop was inside her body, so I swung the knife at her face as soon as I had a chance to get close."

Song Yi looked at him as if he was a scumbag. The sturdy man rolled his eyes and continued in a louder voice: "What are you looking at? If I don't fight her, what else can I do? Have afternoon tea with her? Come on, she did all this to me, and she didn't show any mercy to me!"

"No," Song Yi couldn't help but interrupt him, pointing to the broken arm and correcting him: "Isn't this left?"

The topic was too cold, and the strong man hadn't answered yet. Yun Su rarely spoke and took the initiative to explain: "It is indeed like a gecko. Her face is her weak point. After being attacked on the face, it is possible that she will abandon her limbs and flee, but where will she go?"

Yun Su didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Song Yi could guess that the "riddler's remarks" did not match the current situation. It didn't seem like the arm was "eaten", but she had dropped it herself.

Song Yi clapped his hands and said, "But now..."

"We follow the traveler's code of conduct and spread out to look for the treasure chest in the room."

He spoke with great enthusiasm, but unfortunately, no one paid attention to him. The two men had already taken action. Yun Su went to observe the broken arm, while the sturdy man was rummaging through the drawers in the room. They had a clear division of labor and went straight into work, which made Song Yi look like he was just slacking off.

Song Yi touched the tip of his nose, and walked to the sturdy man, and started searching the room together. This room was exceptionally clean, not only was there no dust, but there were also few traces of activity, and the only traces were left by the chaos just now.

This "cleanliness" is not limited to the surface, but also to the inside. Song Yi cooperated with the strong man. The two opened the existing drawers one by one. They were empty inside without any slip of the hand. The same was true for Yun Su on the other side. After exploration, they could only detect

It seemed that right after it was built and cleaned, it opened its doors to welcome the guests, and they were the first people to arrive at the castle.

The strong man asked: "Brother, you can come here, do you know something?"

Song Yi asked back: "Who is your brother?"

He was just joking and was not surprised to receive the accusing look from the strong man. After all, Song Yi had a close relationship with him and he called everyone "brother" when he met them. Now that others called him that, he said this instead. He also knew that the strong man would not get angry. After he finished speaking, he walked towards Yun Su, who was also a strong man. He could not understand the map provided by him, but the person concerned was familiar with his own paintings and must have more clues.

Yun Su also had a keen sense and suddenly sensed the crisis. Even though he didn't know it was Song Yi's "expectation", he still subconsciously took a half step back and looked at Song Yi vigilantly.

Song Yi smiled and said, "Brother, where do you think the secret room is?"

Yun Su did not answer. His eyes overlapped with the sturdy man's, both accusing Song Yi with their gazes. But it was also obvious that this man was of no avail. The three of them returned to the starting point of their exploration. After standing there for a few seconds, Song Yi broke the silence and said, "Do you think this room is solid?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sturdy man looked at him with an even weirder look, and asked tentatively: "You don't want to tear this place down, do you...?"

Song Yi smiled and asked back: "Is this your home?"

The sturdy man just shook his head, and Song Yi continued, "If it's not, don't worry about it."

After saying this, he skillfully took out an axe. He had never expected that after a copy, he would be demolishing walls again. He knocked down everything he saw, leaving the other two stunned. However, it was awkward to stand there and it was not appropriate to leave, so a few minutes later, they also joined the army of demolishers.

The three of them hammered and banged around, and relying on Song Yi's intuition, their efforts were not in vain. After dismantling the chandelier, a book fell down first.

Song Yi was too lazy to find a place to put it, so he stuffed the chandelier into the space, jumped off the chair, and picked it up and dropped it. It was a research diary. At the beginning, it was a logical narrative, talking about the changes of the times and the reduction of magic power. After a few pages, the smell of sadness weakened, and it no longer missed the past. It began to talk about the research on humans and machines, and the language became more and more confused, as if it was contaminated by something.

The more Song Yi flipped through the pages, the more he felt emotional. He complained in his heart about the owner of this place. It seemed like he wanted to be a cyber magician. In an age when magic was gradually becoming ineffective, he started with alchemy, gradually studied machinery, and began to embark on the path of cyber ascension.

Thinking of this, his hand paused slightly, his eyes swept over the contents of the last page, the arc of his lips widened, his index finger rubbed across the diagram, and according to the tutorial above, he operated on the laboratory table and unlocked the locks set in the room one by one. The space was constantly expanding, the walls moved outward, and the ground under his feet slowly sank, as if peeling off the surface layer by layer. The neatly painted walls began to peel off, and the metal wall appeared in front of his eyes, showing what a "laboratory" should look like.

As the room changed, the location marked with a red asterisk gradually appeared before their eyes. It was the person they were looking for, sleeping with his eyes closed in the tightly closed repair chamber. Although Song Yi had not seen this face, he could guess that the beautiful sleeping beauty in front of him was the pursuer who had chased them with a chainsaw before.

Song Yi subconsciously looked around and found no traces of the chainsaw, so he breathed a sigh of relief and could sigh with peace of mind, "It was really effortless." The only problem was that the repair warehouse was in front of them, and the NPC inside was sleeping, but they couldn't open it, so they could stand at the door at this time.

It was fine to stand there for a short time. After thinking for a while, Song Yi couldn't help but look embarrassed. He felt that the spiders were right. They really didn't look like good people. Now they were squatting at the door of the sleeping girl... It was not appropriate! He had to change his approach!

He ran back to the door and saw the man was still there. He raised his voice and asked:

"Boss, we found your heart. Do you want to pick it up or have it delivered?"

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