The Trial Game of Life

After 10 minutes, everyone gathered in the hall downstairs to make dumplings.

The round-faced waiter almost fainted when he saw the corpse, and he is still in shock, so naturally he can no longer take on the important task of making dumplings.But except for the middle-aged man, everyone else at the scene was young and young, and not many people were proficient in this skill, and even the three ladies were helpless.

The girl in red still sat alone on the side and didn't answer, the girl in the jacket was a little timid, but the beautiful girl with short hair was much more active, and kept talking to the waiter.

In the end, the middle-aged man and the two schoolboys took over the rolling pin.Cun Tou stirred the minced meat in the enamel basin with a probing and dignified expression, as if he wanted to stare it out.

"I said, is this meat clean?" he asked.

There was no noise in the hall. When he asked this sentence, everyone heard it and understood it—black shops, human flesh, common routines.

The waiter burst into tears: "How can you say that?"

Cuntou was a little embarrassed, and his eyes turned to the black-rimmed glasses for help.The glasses were thoughtful, put down the dumpling wrappers and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

The man in the jacket also stood up, "I'm with you."

The waiter was even more aggrieved, and the short-haired girl took the opportunity to ask, "You know that handsome Li, right? Who is he? Why did he die here?"

"I don't know either." The waiter sobbed softly, and said, "He is the best woodcutter here, and he sends all the firewood. I don't know why he died here suddenly. But he is just a woodcutter, what should he do now that he is dead..."

woodcutter.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other, and they both saw the same inquiry in each other's eyes.Tang Cuo put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and asked, "Did you go down and see where the firewood was put?"

Jin Cheng: "The backyard."

Needless to say, the two immediately walked to the backyard.

Cun Tou hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

Neither of them looked back, Jin Cheng waved his hand, "Look at the firewood."

The backyard is not big, a circle of wooden piles encloses an area of ​​more than ten square meters, and on the right side is a sundry shed covered with thatch.The whistling wind was blowing, and from time to time a few pieces of thatch fell to the ground, and were soon covered by heavy snow.

Going out from the backyard is a dense forest.The hostel is located on a gentle slope halfway up the mountain, with no village in front, no shops behind, and no people around.

The utility shed has no door, but because the wind blows from the back of the utility shed today, there is not much snow falling in the shed.All the firewood was neatly stacked against the wall, covered with a layer of tarpaulin, and on the other side of the shed were chainsaws, hemp rope, axes and other tools.

Tang Cuo lifted the oilcloth and took a look. The firewood was new and old, and some of the firewood piled on the outside seemed to be freshly cut.There is only one thing that is very strange-these firewood is not dry, it has a creamy feeling to the touch, and there is a strange fragrance that seems to be absent.

"What kind of tree is this?" Tang Cuo asked.

"It doesn't seem like a common species." Jin Cheng also knelt down and picked up one to check, but the feel of the firewood was really not very good, so he quickly threw it away, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands in disgust.

Then he looked at the forest behind and said, "If you want to know, maybe you have to go in and have a look."

But no matter what kind of story it is in, there is such a rule-no entry into the woods.

Tang Cuo didn't run out recklessly. He scanned the windows on the second floor and found the one in the bathroom.Looking down through the window, the ground was white with no footprints left.

Jin Cheng said, "The snow is so heavy that all footprints can be covered in 10 minutes."

Tang Cuo: "When you saw the bronze statue, was it covered up?"

Jin Cheng: "The bronze statue is right below the window, and it's only covered with a little snow."

In other words, the bronze statue had just been thrown down a few minutes before they found the body.

Thinking of this, Jin Cheng said, "Every time I go to a new place, I'm used to walking around first, so no one should find the corpse earlier than me. Then the person who threw the bronze statue down is either the waiter or the waiter." The NPC hiding among the nine of us."

Tang Cuo: "Why did he throw it?"

Jin Cheng was still wiping his hands slowly, and said with a smile, "This is what you, a great detective, should think about."

He called Tang Cuo a "big detective", but it's not like he guessed Tang Cuo's occupation before his death.Tang Cuo didn't take it to heart, he looked around and saw that there was nothing special to be concerned about, and turned around to enter the house.

The man in the black-rimmed glasses and the jacket who went to the kitchen also came back. They both said that the kitchen was fine, and the freezer was filled with the most common pork and beef.They even found an underground storage room and saw fresh potatoes, Chinese cabbage and radishes.

All in all, except for the corpses hidden in the locker, this hotel looks like an ordinary hotel.

Everyone felt at ease, and naturally there was no psychological barrier when eating this dinner.The waiter was still in shock, and hid back in the house. The woman in the jacket bit her lip and thought for a while, and finally took the initiative to take over the task of serving dumplings boldly.

"I, I'll go."

No matter what the environment, hot food always puts people in a good mood.Next to the hall is the lounge, which is equipped with bar counters, billiard tables and other entertainment facilities, as well as several small tables against the wall. The two rooms are connected to each other.Everyone sat here in twos and threes eating dumplings, and the atmosphere was pretty good.

Cuntou was the most active, and took the lead in introducing himself: "My name is Qian Wei, and this is my classmate Peng Mingfan. We have been doing tasks together, and our results are so-so. I hope everyone will take care of us."

The jacket immediately said, "My name is Zhao Ping, and this is my partner Li Shuangshuang. We are players from the same class."

It's a partner, not a girlfriend.Tang Cuo paid attention silently.

Tang Cuo could tell that these people were not playing games for the first time. Although some of them were very timid, they were very cautious and did not panic.Although the girl in red is a newcomer, she has always been aloof, and only uttered one name——

"Qu Li."

The middle-aged man glanced at her and said, "Zhang Zhiqi."

The short-haired girl smiled and said heartily and generously, "Just call me An Ning."

After Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng also reported their families, the atmosphere became cold again.Tang Cuo observed Qu Li openly, but he didn't expect that he just glanced at Qu Li a few more times, in exchange for Qu Li's eyes.

Jin Cheng was quite happy.

Qian Wei exchanged glances with Peng Mingfan, cleared his throat, and said, "So... what should we do now? We said to kill Yingjun, but Yingjun is already dead. Do we want to find the murderer now?"

An Ning said, "Are you sure the murderer is among us now? Is it the only non-player?"

"I didn't say that!" Qian Wei jumped up anxiously.

"First of all, we need to know whether anyone among the players has got the murderer card. Are we outsiders or are we part of this story?" Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses, but he is very smart at a young age, "although Blizzard Villa is a deduction problem, but the game of Eternal Night City will not be as simple as reasoning, and there will definitely be people who will die next."

The middle-aged male Zhang Zhiyu nodded: "Handsome died but failed to clear the level, which proves that he is either not dead, or he is not handsome at all."

Zhao Ping was stunned, and then asked back: "But the waiter also said that he is Li Yingjun, not to mention there is an ID card to prove it. If he is not handsome, then who is handsome?"

There are nine of them here, who will be handsome?

Could it be that handsome hasn't appeared yet?

Or can he resurrect the dead?

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not participate in the whole process, they sat at the tea table by the window, next to the wrought iron shelf against the wall, there were many books and potted plants.

Jin Cheng found a box of puzzles from a pile of books. On the puzzle box was an impressionist-style oil painting, depicting four trees at dusk.He looked quite satisfied, clattered the jigsaw puzzle over the table, occupying most of the table in an extremely domineering manner.By the time everyone finished discussing, he had already made a corner.

The result of the discussion is - etc.

There is no other way.

Zhang Zhiqi showed some leadership qualities at this time, "Although it was morning when we entered the dungeon, it's better to go according to the time in the dungeon, otherwise it's easy to lose energy at critical moments. It's night now, everyone goes back to the room to rest , but try not to be alone when you are resting, can you? Three ladies sleep in one room, and the others share at least two. If something happens, call out immediately."

There is nothing to refute, even Qu Li, who is not very gregarious, has no objection.

This hostel is small, and the rooms are mostly dormitory-style bunk beds, and there is a single room and a standard room.The men gave up the standard room to the woman, and the rest chose bunk beds instead of fighting for the single room.Anyway, everyone can choose to sleep on the lower bunk, which is very convenient.

The final result is that Zhang Zhiyu and Zhao Ping live together, the two students live together, and Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng live together.

Before returning to his room, Tang Cuo went to the public bathroom to take another look.

Li Yingjun's body was still the same as before, his limbs became more and more stiff, and he was completely dead.Jin Cheng folded his arms and leaned in front of the sink, and said, "This doesn't quite look like a low-end game in Zone F."

Tang Cuo turned back: "How to say?"

Jin Cheng: "In general low-end games, rookies are reckless and die immediately when they come up, but this kind of game is usually not difficult, and the plot setting is a bit rough. But the players in this game are not reckless at all, and their level seems to be good , that middle-aged man should be using a gun, and the calluses on his hands are obvious. So - the system should evaluate you very high, how did you get assigned to the F area?"

This topic circled around and suddenly came back to Tang Cuo, and he answered irrelevantly: "You mean, the system triggers the priority, according to my evaluation, the teammates assigned to me?"

Jin Cheng: "Absolutely."

What foreign farts are you talking about? Tang Cuo hates bird language the most.

"Why can't it be because of you?" Tang Cuo asked back.

"Because they are not qualified yet." Jin Cheng said.

Narcissism is a disease.

Seeing that he was seriously ill, Tang Cuo didn't want to talk to him for the time being, so he went back to his room directly.The room was chosen at random, and the walls were a fresh navy blue, which looked good.

On the other side, in the room of two students.

Qian Wei hung on the climbing pole like a monkey, racking his brains to think about Li Yingjun, and said, "Don't you think that masked man is suspicious? He was the first to find the corpse, the first to find the murder weapon. With a straight face, why didn't you let me test him just now?"

Peng Mingfan asked back: "Then what about the person next to him? The two of them obviously know each other, but there is only one non-player."

Qian Wei was dumbfounded, and after a while, he clapped his head again: "Isn't that the most suspicious person who placed the order? The one in the red dress, and Zhang Zhiyu."

"The one who placed the order may also be a newcomer." Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses and said, "Don't you think it's strange? We only entered the game at around ten o'clock in the morning. What kind of newcomer is so powerful? He just came to Eternal Night City before 24 Do the task in an hour?"

Qian Wei finally came to his senses, speechless.I think they waited for more than a week before they dared to take on the task after making enough preparations. Most of the newcomers were dragged to the death line before they were kicked out of the shelves.

This newcomer is not easy.

Who will he (she) be?

The same doubts were staged next door, but when Zhang Zhiqi and Zhao Ping met for the first time, they were afraid that the other party might be the only non-player, so they dared not say more after chatting for a few words.

Silent all night.

The next day, at almost 05:30 in the morning, the rapid knock on the door broke the tranquility of the hotel.

"Wake up quickly! Something happened!" An Ning with short hair knocked on the doors from room to room, like a whirlwind blowing through the aisle, waking everyone up.

Everyone slept in their clothes last night, so they got up very quickly, and they all appeared in the corridor in just 5 minutes, asking each other what happened.

The pale-faced Li Shuangshuang squatted at the door of the penultimate room. Seeing everyone approaching, she quickly stood up and said, "It's gone! The Qu Li who slept with us last night has disappeared. There was no sign at all, and none of us noticed." , as soon as she woke up she..."

At this moment, An Ning ran over in a hurry, panting and said, "There's nothing downstairs either."

Zhang Zhiqi frowned: "When did you find out that she disappeared?"

An Ning's complexion was not very good: "I haven't seen anyone since I woke up, and I don't know when I disappeared."

Zhang Zhiqi: "Didn't you hear the sound last night?"

Both An Ning and Li Shuangshuang shook their heads. Suddenly, An Ning thought of something again and said, "I shouldn't have slept like that. Now that I think about it, I didn't even have a dream yesterday."

Qian Wei immediately raised his hand: "Me too."

After asking around, everyone slept soundly last night, showing a strange and unusual feeling.Peng Mingfan was pondering, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng standing on the periphery of the crowd, and said, "You don't either?"

Jin Cheng leaned against the wall, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Little friend, what are you doubting?"

Peng Mingfan kept his mouth shut, and Jin Cheng also smiled and said nothing.

Soon everyone searched the hotel inside and out again, but found nothing, not even a single extra footprint, let alone blood.Qu Li seemed to have evaporated from the world, disappearing without a trace.

It was almost six o'clock, and everyone gathered in the downstairs hall again.

The waiter seemed to have recovered from a night's sleep, and brought out a large pot of porridge with a smile. While quickly serving bowls to everyone, she comforted: "Don't worry, she might just go for a walk in the woods outside. The scenery on the side is still very good, and the air is fresh. Let’s look for it after we’re full, maybe we’ll find it right away.”

An Ning stared at her: "Didn't you say that the mountains were blocked by heavy snow? Why did she run out by herself?"

The waiter was a little at a loss, and explained in a stuttering manner: "I, I just want to comfort you, I have no malicious intentions..."

An Ning asked: "Then tell me, which direction should we look for?"

The waiter couldn't speak anymore, and muttered in a low voice: "I haven't been outside yet. I was going to go down the mountain and I couldn't go down. How would I know..."

Hearing this, Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling something was wrong.

The rest of the people also got some other meanings from this sentence, and they all stared at the waiter.Jin Cheng was actually there, holding a bowl of porridge as if he was watching a play.

"Crack! Crack!"

The sudden sound broke the deadlock, like a gust of wind hitting the door panel, making people's hearts tremble.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound. Through the windshield curtain, they couldn't see the situation outside the door, but they could see a pair of leather boots through the faintly visible crack in the door.

"Crack! Crack!" A snowflake floated in through the gap of the trembling door panel, and quickly turned into snow water again.

"Who?" Qian Wei stood up abruptly.

Li Shuangshuang grabbed Zhao Ping's sleeve nervously.

The round-faced waiter looked normal, even with a slight smile on his face.She wiped her hand on the apron, walked quickly to the door, and explained briskly while opening the door: "It should be the woodcutter."

Firewood?

The tense string in his head was suddenly plucked, Qian Wei's eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop him, but it was already too late.The moment the door opened, the wind and snow poured in, causing the menus on the table to flip crazily.

Following Fengxue came in, and a tall man. About 30 years old, with short hair and stubble, wearing a black fur collar leather jacket, carrying a bundle of firewood on his back, and holding an ax in his hand.

It was Li Yingjun.