midnight ten

"Hey, I got off topic." Paine broke the silence in the consulting room, and raised his chin towards the 6/10 projection screen, signaling everyone not to forget the business.

But watching from a distance is actually not a serious matter.Although they were called "consultants", after the actual work was handed over, the new operation department didn't care about them at all. Even if they supervised the situation in each checkpoint around the clock, they couldn't create any work results, they were just killing time.

Besides—

Vader: "If you want to watch it, don't watch 6/10, you still expect them to suddenly enlighten and bless their souls?"

5/10: "It's impossible, the probability is lower than if they killed 1314."

7/10: "Are you sure you don't want to watch it? Then I'll move the 7/10 over."

After finishing the speech, the 7/10 gatekeepers will exchange the position of the projection screen that is broadcasting the scenes in their own level with the 6/10 projection screen occupying the center of the field of vision to obtain a better onlooker experience.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he had an idea, he was interrupted by Tierwen: "It's too early to sentence them to death. They have already returned to the master's room."

In the projection screen on 6/10, the [-] passers-by who returned to the living room of the owner of the castle were checking everywhere in the house.

In view of the relatively large objects in the house, such as cabinets, vases, etc., which have been smashed into the corridor as murder weapons, there is no other furnishings in the house except for a bed, so everyone omitted the "rumouring" link, and focused on checking the bathroom, around the bed and under the bed , walls, etc.A few people will poke the ceiling and the ground, who let them have a team leader obsessed with "secret ways".

The passers-by don't know the way ahead, and all actions are based on intuition.

But the gatekeepers know that there are clues in this room, so Till's sentence "I have returned to the master's room" sounds like "whoever said they must not find it".

5/10 Not long ago, I discovered that this 1/10 colleague had a problem with his ideological tendency. He didn't talk much, but when he said it, he expressed "sympathy" for bugs, sometimes even more in this "sympathy". How the hell is that "sure"?

This kind of guy is either really out of his mind, or deliberately trying to be special. The more you agree with something, the more I will sing the opposite.

No matter what kind, 5/10 is very disdainful, and now he is no longer polite, and directly ridiculed: "The master room is so eye-catching from the inside to the outside, it is short of writing 'I am different' directly on the door Well, all fools know how to probe in. But clues are not easy to find, if they have that IQ, they won’t vacate the room soon, and they haven’t found any problems yet.”

These words were a bit harsh, and it was obvious that he wanted to fight Tyre.

The atmosphere in the consultant room suddenly became delicate.

Tyre frowned slightly.

Backlash?Or do you keep your voice down to maintain a false friendship with colleagues?This is a question worth pondering.

Demos didn't bother him, and kicked the 6/10 chair directly, because it was the second kick, and the movement was more skillful.

Hearing the harsh long sound of a chair rubbing against the ground, 6/10 was kicked out half a meter with the chair, and hit the back of 5/10's chair before stopping.

6/10's eyes were on fire immediately, and he was about to jump up and fight back.

5/10 has quick eyesight and quick hands, and immediately embraces the person, seemingly affectionately hooking the shoulders, but in fact it is pressing 6/10's shoulders to fix it.

"Hey, we're all colleagues. It's not worth it to make trouble because of bugs." 5/10 said this loudly to ease the situation in the entire consulting room, and then he moved closer to 6/10's ear as a The player who was lucky enough to get the first kick from Demos gave him an exclusive piece of advice as someone who had been there, "Do you want to experience the 'spying fear'?"

Of course, 6/10 also remembers that Demos also kicked the 5/10 chair and threatened with "spying fear", but he never took it seriously, because "it is forbidden to attack each other between gatekeepers", it is a trial One of the iron laws of the district.

As if seeing 6/10's disapproval, 5/10 sighed inaudibly, and lowered his voice: "Don't forget his glorious deeds."

6/10: "..."

Demos, the only player who won the "Punishment System Grand Slam" since the establishment of the trial area.

"Warning", "notification of criticism", "confinement punishment", "withholding wages"... He has experienced all the punishment items listed in the system, and he has experienced individual items often and repeatedly.

The reasons for the experience are also varied, such as "sneaking into a level that does not belong to you", "attacking a level breaker that does not belong to your own level", "altering the process of guarding the level without authorization, and playing too freely", "fighting with the level guard", "instigating other Gatekeeper joins the brawl"...

He has made mistakes that you can think of, and he has made creative mistakes that you can't think of.

6/10 calmed down silently while reminiscing about the past, and hit 5/10 with his backhand, pretending to be a pair of close brothers with him, and forcibly opening a new topic.

In the rear, Demos, who had been deliberately forgotten, was full of disappointment.

He has already made preparations before spying!

The small conflict was resolved, the gatekeepers instantly relaxed, and the consultant room became noisy again.

Tire sighed helplessly, and said to Demos: "You don't have to help me out all the time, I'm not too weak to handle provocations."

Demos, who was still standing, lowered his head and gave him a sideways glance, unabashedly doubting: "Are you sure you can kick over like I did just now?"

Tyr: "...there is more than kicking chairs to respond to provocation."

"Forget it," Demos shrugged, and sat back in his chair. "For a person like you, if you don't do anything, it will definitely be a big deal. Do you think I'm protecting you? I'm protecting him."

Tyr: "..."

"By the way, the captain of that VIP, what is his name Tang? I feel that if he is there, maybe he can really find clues." The 6/10 gatekeeper who had already turned his attention back to the 8/10 projection screen suddenly had Feeling it.

"Tang Rin." Charon helped him complete his name.

Tang Lin's performance in the 4/10 hunter game was the most eye-catching one among the passers-by who had been watching for so many days and so many levels.

Just being able to have a second stationery tree, which is still healing, is enough to disdain all passers-by, and what's even more rare is that he still has a brain and is calm enough.

However, most of the gatekeepers in the consulting room have only seen Tang Lin's performance after 4/10.

Regarding the fact that he used the appearance of an "armor warrior" to play the guards around in the "hide and seek" game in the 3/10 Survival Island Villa, only God knows, Earth knows, and Pan En knows.

Right now, Paine is leaning back on the chair, with his hands in his pockets, so well-behaved that even the red hair looks soft.

"It doesn't have to be Tang Lin," 4/10 Sobek said, staring at the back of a certain figure on the projection screen seriously, "He's been standing there for a long time."

As he said that, he used his thoughts to advance the viewing angle of the projection screen, so that the screen could focus on the target person more clearly.

It's Fan Peiyang.

He didn't know when he arrived in front of the oil painting, and he was standing there right now, raising his head slightly, staring intently at Guest.013 in the painting.

A man wearing glasses occupies most of the frame. The background looks like a study room. He is wearing a formal suit and sitting elegantly, holding an open book in his hand.From the painting, the content of the pages cannot be seen, let alone the cover of the book, which can only be vaguely recognized. The pages of the book are white and yellow, and the cover is dark.

Fan Peiyang in the room was meditating.

The gatekeepers in the consulting room also gradually became quiet, and some of them even felt a little nervous unconsciously.Of course, the nervousness is not about worrying about the passers-by, but because they know that there are clues in the oil painting, but the people in front of the painting don't know, so "whether Fan Peiyang can detect it or not" has become a vaguely expected thing.

"He can't really see it?"

"possible."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't be motionless for such a long time."

"This man is fine, I thought he could only be violent..."

In the living room, all the partners also noticed Fan Peiyang's abnormality.

The oil painting was the first place they checked after they entered the room, because both Zheng Luozhu and Nan Ge said that this painting was very strange, and that any furniture in the room could be moved. don't move.

More than a dozen partners all got involved, and finally confirmed that Zheng Luozhu and Nan Ge were telling the truth.

It was so suspicious, it was necessary to focus on it, but everyone spent a long time studying this painting, but they couldn't figure out why, so they finally had to give up and start looking at other places in the room.

At this moment, Fan Peiyang is back in front of the oil painting, and he is still appreciating it so intently, anyone will find it strange.

Zheng Luozhu immediately ran to his side and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"

This question made the consulting room instantly quiet, and all the gatekeepers stared at the projection screen intently.

In the living room, all the passers-by also looked at Mr. Fan.

Fan Peiyang has nothing else to do, only looking at Guest.013 on the oil painting seriously: "The bathrobe suits his temperament."

Zheng Luozhu: "..."

All partners in the living room: "..."

All gatekeepers in the consultant room: "..."

You shouldn't overestimate this guy!

After a while, Fan Peiyang's voice came from the projection screen again.

"Why doesn't he read?"

At this time, most of the people in the room had gathered in front of the oil painting, and accompanied Mr. Fan to "appreciate the painting".

In terms of drawing, the book in Guest.013's hand is clearly drawn.

"Your eyes...cough, if you take a closer look, you are just reading a book." At the last moment before "you are blind" blurted out, the monk finally realized that what he was facing was not an ordinary passerby, but Fan Peiyang.Of course he is not afraid of the other party, but for the sake of love and peace, he can temporarily accommodate and maintain civility.

"I'm holding a book in my hand, but I didn't look at it," Fan Peiyang said bluntly, "I'm not looking right."

Everyone looked at the oil painting again, and finally understood what he cared about.

The Guest.013 in the painting is sitting in the study room, holding a book in his hands. It is natural for people to think that he is reading a book, but if you look closely, you can find that although his sight is facing the direction of the book page, it is slightly higher than the page, like It is looking beyond the book and looking further away.

But it is impossible to reflect the scenery further away from the oil painting.

The more the passers-by observed, the more puzzled they became: "What the hell is he looking at?"

The more Fan Peiyang observed, the more certain he became: "He's staring at me."

All passers-by: "..."

There are always people who want to harm me, Fan Peiyang, and it is online again.

"Wait a minute..." Nan Ge suddenly took half a step forward, getting as close as possible to the oil painting, then stood on tiptoe, trying to meet the slightly downward gaze of the person in the painting.

Soon, she found out that Guest.013 was indeed staring at Fan Peiyang, but that was because Zongfei Fan was standing in his line of sight, tall and tall, just blocking his gaze.

If you ignore President Fan and let Guest.013's line of sight continue to move forward, it will be a line that continues to extend diagonally downward.

Nan Ge retreated step by step along the line of sight, backed away from the wall, retreated to the center of the room, and continued... Finally, he stopped at a place about two steps away from the gate.

There is a flat ground under her feet, and nothing unusual can be seen.

This is the ground that you will step on as soon as you enter the door, but it is also a blind spot that is easy to ignore when searching.

Nan Ge thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his foot and stomped hard.

The sound from the ground was a bit solid, and it didn't seem like there was any room to hide anything.

The three members of the white group were the only small group that did not gather in front of the oil painting.At this moment, Bai Lu sat on the bed, and the two team members stood by the bed, one on the left and one on the right to help the team leader lift the bed curtain, and accompanied the team leader to look at Nange.

Jiang Cheng: "What is she looking for?"

Bai Luxie: "Secret way."

Xu Dingdong: "Team leader..."

Jiang Cheng: "Can you let go of this obsession? If you don't say anything else, just listen to the sound of her stomping her feet. It doesn't seem like there is..."

"boom--"

Over there, Nan Ge exhausted all his strength and stamped his foot again.

The voice that came this time was really a bit empty.

Nan Ge was overjoyed.

All the partners also heard the way, so how could they make her suffer any more, so they immediately gathered around and launched a brutal siege on this small piece of ground.

Finally, the ground shattered violently, revealing a large hole that was as wide as a person.

The cave is deep and bottomless, and it doesn't know where it leads, only the cold wind blows up continuously.

Secret passages.

Standard tunnel.

Jiang Cheng and Xu Dingdong: "Leader, we were wrong."

Bai Luxie: "Are you right?"

Jiang Cheng and Xu Dingdong: "..."

The author has something to say: Zheng Luozhu: My boss saw the painting, my sister found it, proud!

Huo Xu: What did you contribute?

Zheng Luozhu: Let them feel comfortable and happy all the time to maintain the best fighting condition.

Huo Xu: ...

Chapter 205 Diary┃In the huge drawer, a dark-colored leather notebook lay neatly in the center of the drawer.

Fifteen minutes ago, on the fifth floor of the ancient castle, the room where the man in the bathrobe took his first bath.

Cong Yue followed Tang Lin into the room in a daze, and after carefully closing the door, he finally had a chance to ask, "Captain, why are we going back here?"

Tang Lin didn't look at other places, and walked directly to the bathroom: "I want to confirm one thing."

Cong Yue hurriedly followed: "Well, you said earlier that the man in the bathrobe didn't let Qi Hua go on purpose, but because of some 'force majeure', what exactly do you mean?"

Tang Lin stepped into the bathroom: "This is what I want to confirm."

Cong Yue was stunned, and immediately shut up, so as not to disturb his captain's thoughts.

Although he is still at a loss.

Tang Lin rescued him from the man in the bathrobe. It was on the seventh floor. They made many twists and turns and walked around for a long time before slowly returning to the fifth floor.Of course, such caution pays off - not only did he perfectly avoid the murderer and the bathrobe man, he even avoided the passers-by, and he didn't meet a single person along the way.

It's just that my team leader insists on going back to the beginning of this story, what exactly does he want to confirm?

Cong Yue looked up and found that Tang Lin did not search around in the bathroom and rummaged through cabinets as he imagined, but stood in front of an empty hanger hanging on the wall, motionless.

"This position should be where the bathrobe was hung before..." The more fat and fat it is, the harder it is to think, "The man in the bathrobe took it and wore it, so there are only hangers left?"

Tang Lin: "The reasoning is correct."

The fatter you are, the happier you are...

Tang Lin: "But the direction is wrong."

Cong Yue: "..."

Tang Lin smiled, stopped bullying his partner, bowed his head and said, "It's not the hanger that I'm showing you, it's this."

Cong Yue looked down, only to find that there was a beautiful shallow bamboo basket under the hanger, which was extremely beautifully woven, and the inside of the basket was lined with elegant cotton and linen fabric to prevent the items inside from being damaged. The edges of the bamboo strips were scratched, even though those bamboo strips had been polished extremely smooth.

If it was just a basket, it would be hard for Cong Yue to guess what it was for, but now, with a neatly folded bathrobe inside, he immediately understood: "Dirty laundry basket?"

But after blurting out, he immediately denied himself: "It seems wrong..."

The clothes in the dirty clothes basket are thrown away casually, waiting to be washed. Who will fold the dirty clothes and put them in it.

So... isn't this a laundry basket, but a storage basket?

"It's for dirty clothes," Tang Lin smiled faintly, "It's just that some people have special habits, and they have to be folded like this to be comfortable."

"This is too professionally folded." The fatter looked at the beautifully folded bathrobes in the bamboo basket, and then thought about the balls of washed clothes in his closet, and found that his clean clothes were not as good as others The dirty clothes "lived decently", immediately ashamed.

There was no doubt that the clothes in the basket belonged to men in bathrobes.

One is that when the bathrobe man appeared in front of them again, he had already changed into a formal suit, and the bathrobe he had worn before naturally took off.

The second is that the edge of the hem of the bathrobe was blackened, because the hem of the bathrobe touched the ground when the man in the bathrobe was fighting with the passers-by who rushed up outside the castle.

The matter seemed to be clear, but the fatter and fatter he really couldn't figure it out: "It's okay for him to come back and change his own clothes, but he also folded the dirty clothes on purpose? This is not called 'special habit', it is called sickness."

"Maybe he's sick." After confirming the bathrobe, Tang Lin left the bathroom and returned to the room.

The fatter he is, the more confused he becomes.

In the room, the window they jumped through at first was closed, and it was tightly closed, so that even the wind could not come in.

But there are quite a few scratches on the glass of the windows.

The fatter and fatter I remembered that after returning to the lower level of the castle from [Shengmen], Donuts mentioned that they suspected that [Shengmen] was the window of the old castle, so when I went back to this room, these scratches must be sweet. The masterpiece when the donuts smashed the window.

Tang Lin didn't look at the window, but walked to the desk, leaned over slightly, and looked at the desk carefully.

There should have been a diary, a bottle of ink, a quill, and a small vase on the desk.

Now the diary is gone.

The other objects remain roughly where they were when they first entered the room—the inkwell and quill are on the upper right, and the small vase with a rose in it is on the upper left.

But the inkbottle turned out to be unscrewed, with the quill in it, and the cap beside it.Now the bottle cap is screwed on, the quill is taken out and wiped clean, and neatly placed next to the ink bottle.

The vase and roses are still the same.Half-withered roses, the petals are drooping, and the leaves on the stems are also yellowed due to lack of water. Some leaves have fallen off and fell on the table.

There were three dried flowers and leaves that fell. Tang Lin remembered that they were naturally scattered around the vase.

But now, the small leaves are neatly arranged together, and they are still arranged according to the size of the leaves.

The fatter he was, he also followed Tang Lin's example and bent down, staring straight at the table.

He has no memory of whether the ink bottle was unscrewed or capped before, and he is completely blank about how many leaves the rose has shed.

But even if he didn't remember the previous ones, it didn't prevent him from showing an indescribable expression to the shape of the three leaves: "Is this intentionally placed?"

Tang Lin nodded.

The fatter: "Could it be that you want to pass some password information to us?"

Tang Lin was stunned, and his eyes rarely showed surprise: "I really didn't expect this level."

The more fat and fat, he was stunned: "What else can it be if it's not a password?"

Tang Rin: "Maybe he just can't get used to it and insists on putting it in order."

The fatter you are: "It's too perverted..."

Hold on.

The fatter and fatter he looked up, he thought about the bathrobe in the bathroom that was folded like new clothes, and then looked down at the withered rose leaves that looked like military training... The subtle sense of perversion in these two places is definitely similar !

"Did that guy in the bathrobe do it all?" Yue Pangpang finally got the hang of it.

Tang Lin nodded sternly, and stopped being a stalker: "Cleanliness + obsessive-compulsive disorder, this is his 'force majeure'."

Cong Yue suddenly realized.

Looking back at the previous scenes related to the man in the bathrobe, all the unnatural things that were ignored have been explained.

Why when Qi Hua rubbed against the man's leg in the bathrobe and crawled away, the man in the bathrobe didn't kick him, but retracted his leg?Because it will be touched and dirty, before the subjective intention of "killing", the instinct of "cleanliness" gave a reaction first.

Why when Tang Lin pulled the curtain to save him, before he actually covered the man in the bathrobe, the man in the bathrobe froze and gave him a chance to escape?Because the curtains brought dust, this pair of men in bathrobes who would seriously pat off the dust even when Tang Lin bumped them was tantamount to a heavy blow.

Qi Hua's "climbing" and Tang Lin's "tearing the curtain" were not within the expectations of the man in bathrobe.

The main manifestation of obsessive-compulsive disorder is that everything must be done according to one's own plan and standards. Once an accident occurs, it is difficult to debug.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder + cleanliness...

The fatter he is, he takes a deep breath, feeling that the long road ahead has finally come to light!

Cong Yue: "Can we take advantage of these weaknesses to beat him?"

Tang Lin: "That's great."

Cong Yue: "Then what are you waiting for, Captain, quickly decide on your tactics, and I promise to fully cooperate!"

"Not urgent."

Tang Lin was much calmer than the fatter excitement.

He straightened up, but his eyes were still on the table. After a while, he suddenly jumped to another topic: "The diary is gone."

The fatter and fatter he is now, his head is full of thoughts about what "dirty things" can be found in the castle to launch a fatal attack on the bathrobe man. Hearing Tang Lin's diary, he said without hesitation: "It must be in the bathrobe man's hands."

At that time in this room, the diary flew into the hands of the man in the bathrobe, and everyone saw it.

Tang Lin frowned slightly, slightly puzzled: "But the bathrobe he was wearing had no pockets, and he went outside the castle with us later, where was the diary then?"

The fatter was asked.

Tang Lin: "The suit he changed back to was a slim fit. If he put such a thick letter on his body, he would definitely be able to tell..."

but.

Seeing that Tang Lin was still staring at the desk, the fatter and fatter knew that his captain still hadn't given up his doubts, but the diary wasn't on the desk, so he couldn't see it appear out of thin air.

"If the diary is really here, Donuts should find it when they come over."

"Maybe they were only looking for [Shengmen] and didn't think of the diary at all, or maybe they were like you, taking it for granted that the diary was taken by the man in the bathrobe, so they didn't even bother to check it..."

Tang Lin leaned over again and pulled open the only drawer of the desk.

In the huge drawer, a dark-colored leather notebook lay neatly in the center of the drawer.

Cong Yue: "..."

Except for the man in the bathrobe who didn't even let the dirty bathrobe and dead leaves go, no one would think about this rigorous position.

Tang Lin took out the diary and opened it immediately.

The first page was still bright red and glaring: Peepers, die.

But because it was the second time I read it, it was difficult for these words to cause any impact.On the contrary, because the man in the bathrobe took it away just after opening it for the first time, he didn't have time to appreciate the handwriting, fonts and so on.

This time I finally see clearly.

But what Tang Lin really wanted to see was the back.

Turn over the first page and come to the second page.

blank.

There was nothing on the old, yellowed paper.

Tang Lin was slightly taken aback, and continued to turn the page, from the second page to the last page, all blank.

Cong Yue's head was full of question marks, but he was afraid that his words would affect Tang Lin. It wasn't until Tang Lin stopped to turn the pages and was lost in the diary that he whispered, "Captain?"

"Catching a man in a bathrobe or a murderer to ask about the conditions for customs clearance is a bad idea, and there is really no other way." Tang Lin slowly closed the diary and looked at Cong Yue, "But it may not really work." Gatekeeper "Knowing everything" is just what we think, judging from the reaction of the man in the bathrobe in front of the "story line", he doesn't necessarily know more than us."

The fatter: "But they are gatekeepers."

Tang Lin shook his head: "A level, if you can pass the level by 'forcing the gatekeeper', then the designer is too lazy."

Cong Yue: "You mean..."

Tang Lin: "There must be a 'regular' customs clearance path in this castle."

Yue Pangpang looked at the dark leather letter tightly held by his captain, and seemed to understand a little bit: "You suspect that the clues are in this diary?"

Just as Tang Lin was about to answer, he suddenly heard a noise outside the door, and immediately stretched out his hand to press his lips, signaling Cong Yue to keep silent.

Fatty didn't hear it at first, but after seeing Tang Lin's movements, he pricked up his ears reflexively.

Sure enough, there was a very slight sound outside the door.

This means that someone has arrived at the door of this room!

The other party's movements were so light that there was no sound of footsteps when they walked over. If it weren't for being too close to the door now, it would be impossible to notice it inside the door.

Tang Lin immediately stuffed the diary into his arms, and dragged Yue Pangpang to hide behind the door.

As soon as they stood still, the door opened.

Not one person came in, nor two people, but three people.

He Lv, three bars, big four happiness.

Tang Lin and Yue Pangpang both heaved a sigh of relief, and the three who entered the door caught the breath of others and turned their heads sharply.

"Tang Lin?" He Lu's tense fighting posture relaxed the moment he saw the person behind the door clearly.

"Team Tang!" Da Sixi didn't expect to meet Tang Lin again here, and was overjoyed, but for safety's sake, he only dared to suppress the surprise, called out in a low voice, and at the same time carefully closed the door tightly.

Three bars: "Fatty, what's your name?"

Cong Yue: "..."

The treatment of this greeting is too bad!

In a few words, Da Sixi explained the origin of their "threesome".

After returning from the lower level of the castle, Lianhua, like the VIP, was dispersed by the checkpoint. The single senior wanted to meet up with her partner, but she couldn't find the partner, so she met the man in the bathrobe first.

Just when he thought he was going to die, He Lu and Three Stripes happened to enter that corridor, so the two Jagged Camp partners saved him from the bathrobe man.

The three escaped by chance, and hid in a remote room for a long time before they dared to proceed.

During the hiding, Da Sixi shared the information about [Shengmen] with He Lu and San Daobang.The two have been looking for [Shengmen] since the beginning of the game. They never thought that [Shengmen] could not pass the level, so they had to adjust the strategy from the beginning.

In the end, the plan the three of them worked out was to return here, to the place where the level started, and start looking for clues from the beginning.

"It seems that we have thought of getting together." After listening to Da Sixi's narration, Yu Pangpang nodded seriously.

He Lu: "Are you also here to find clues?"

"It wasn't originally," Yue Pangpang told the truth, "but now our captain suspects..."

"Diary." Tang Lin said, shaking the diary in his hand, and said, "I found..."

"Boom—"

A loud noise came from above, drowning Tang Lin's voice.

The five partners raised their heads in surprise.

I saw a big hole in the ceiling, which was as wide as a person, and it was pitch black inside, only the cold wind kept pouring down.

Chapter 206 Conditions for customs clearance┃In the firelight, the diary, which no one touched at all, turned the pages quickly as if blown by the wind.

In the oncoming cold wind, there seemed to be the sound of sliding friction, moving from far to near.

Tang Lin, He Lu, Three Dao Gang, and Da Sixi looked at each other in blank dismay, and each backed away in the next second, and quickly dispersed.

The fatter and fatter didn't react at all, and saw the four people around him flashing, and only himself was left under the "black hole".

The sound of sliding seems to be coming.

The fatter looked up reflexively, and a figure descended from the sky.

"Boom-"

The downhill tiger that slid out of the "black hole" hit Yue Pangpang's body firmly, and was a little dazed after landing: "Hey, why is it so soft..."

Yue Chuanpang lay on the ground, gritting his teeth: "Because this is not the ground, it is your brother Yue's belly."

Only then did Xiashanhu see clearly that he dared to have a human flesh pad.

"Still thinking about it? Hurry up and get down—" The fatter he is, the more he will be angry, not directly overthrowing people, which is already his greatest tenderness.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xia Shanhu immediately apologized, and Ma Lier got off Yue Pangpang.

Chubby rolled his eyes, and just about to get up, there was a new and noisier sliding sound above his head.

The fatter he looked up at the "black hole": "...Damn."

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom..."

Partners slid out one after another, forming a hill like an arhat.

Yu Chubby struggled at first, but later resigned to his fate.

Downhill Tiger, Buddha Pattern, Skeleton Bride, Edogawa, Leon, Monk, Five Five Fen, Xu Dingdong, Jiang Cheng...

Tang Lin, He Lu, Three Dao bars, and Da Sixi, who flashed to the side in advance, watched more and more people falling down. When they counted to the ninth, they were a little surprised. They suspected that this was a new start of the level. It is a link that requires everyone to gather to enter, so all the passers-by are sent together.

The tenth one to fall was Bai Luxie.

He didn't add any bricks and tiles to the Arhats, and he jumped down from the "Arhat Tower" at the moment of the fall.

The No. 11 one who fell down was Huo Xu.

Even more agile than Bai Luxie, he landed beside him almost in a blink of an eye.

Three bars raised eyebrows, the ones who came after this were all masters.

No.12 fell down is Zheng Luozhu.

Paji, lying on Jiang Cheng's body.

Three stripes: "..."

He retracted his foreword.

After the bamboo, Nan Ge and Fan Peiyang also avoided the Arhat Tower and landed steadily.

Tang Lin didn't expect that all his teammates had gathered, and was about to speak, but the opponent was faster than him.

"Captain?!" Zheng Luozhu lay on the "top of the mountain", shouting in the joy of reunion.

Cong Yue was pressed at the bottom and couldn't see his companion's face, but when he heard the voice, he immediately shouted enthusiastically: "Bamboo——"

"Fatter?" Zheng Luozhu didn't expect to have his own companions at the bottom of the invisible "Arhat Tower", and quickly echoed, "I, the boss, Sister Nan, and Axu are all here——"

Huo Xu: "..."

After Fan Peiyang, no one left. Instead, the "black hole" slowly disappeared, and the ceiling returned to its normal appearance.

The Arhat Tower built by all the partners finally collapsed after the dust settled.

Fortunately, the height from the ceiling to the ground was not very high, and all the partners climbed up one after another, at most they were crushed with backaches and backaches.

What really made them unacceptable was that the end of the secret passage turned out to be this room.

They thought that even if they couldn't reach the end of the level directly, at least it should be a secret room with hidden clues to clear the level.

"Why are you here?" Fan Peiyang came to Tang Lin's side immediately.

Tang Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and always felt that he should ask this question by himself, but Fan Peiyang was ahead of him, so he had no choice but to answer first: "Me and Yue Fatty came here to find a way to deal with the bathrobe man, and there are clues to clear the level." Then he asked, "You guys How is this going?"

Fan Peiyang was concise and concise, and briefly talked about the battle with the murderer on the eighth floor and the discovery of the secret passage through the oil painting in the main living room.

The only ones who met with their own partners were VIPs, and the rest of He Lu, Three Daogang, and Da Sixi belonged to Iron Blood Camp and Lotus, and the dozen or so partners who came belonged to Donuts, White Group, and Step by Step.There was no happy meeting between the two parties, so they entered the information sharing stage more quickly.

For He Lu, Three Dao Gang, and Da Si Xi, they just listened to Fan Peiyang's talk.

Step by step, donuts, wait for Fan Peiyang to finish speaking, and then ask about Tang Lin's situation.

Only Bai Luxie, impatient to wait for Fan Peiyang to finish, simply raised his eyebrows at He Lv: "Have you found the clue?"

Before He Lu could speak, the three stripes were not happy: "What's your attitude?"

Don't be obsequious when asking people for information, at least you should be polite. Bai Luxie's tone seemed to be asking his own younger brother.

Xu Dingdong and Jiang Cheng exchanged glances silently, pretending to be dead.

The team leader just pulled it off, they were innocent.

Bai Lu was too lazy to deal with the three stripes.When he survived on an isolated island, he still felt that this person was very noisy, but now he can be regarded as air.

Seeing that Bai Lu squinted his eyelids and didn't raise his eyelids at the three bars, he was even more angry, and just about to take a step forward, He Lu patted his shoulder.

"We haven't found it yet." He Lu told the truth, "We were looking for [Shengmen], but Da Sixi from Lotus told us that [Shengmen] can only temporarily leave the checkpoint area and cannot pass the level."

Bai Luxie adapted to the three stripes, and He Lu also adapted to Bai Luxie.In other words, from the very beginning, he never found Bai Luxie difficult to get along with.Because he doesn't have any "emotional demands" on this person, he doesn't need the other person to be polite, polite, and doesn't pursue sincerity and in-depthness. Communication is based on "the minimum needs of each other", which is much simpler.

Bai Luxie thought that He Lu could provide some useful clues, but when he heard it, the progress was not as good as his own.

At least I found a secret path here.

Seeing the undisguised disappointment and disgust in Bai Lu's squinting eyes, He Lu was not annoyed, and only smiled apologetically.

The sarcasm that Bai Lu slanted to his lips got stuck in this inexplicable smiling face.

"Cleanliness?" Fan Peiyang's voice came from the other side, and because of an accident, his tone rose slightly.

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

"Yes," Tang Lin raised his voice so that all the partners present could hear clearly, "The man in the bathrobe has a cleanliness + obsessive-compulsive disorder. If we meet again, we can use these two points to deal with him."

The word "meet" reminds me