Neverland

The middle-aged man was terrified, and hurriedly agreed.Xu Muzhou was still thinking about the progress of the task indicated by the hydrangea flower. After turning on the light, he turned around and rummaged through the remaining drawers.

Yan Cen sat on the wooden table by the door for a short rest. Unlike Xu Muzhou, Yan Cen didn't seem to want to hide his specialness from the beginning to the end. He slightly turned his head to look at Xu Muzhou's He moved, turning a blind eye to the gazes cast from all angles in the house.

Thanks to the evil god Yan Cen, although the players in the room had different ideas, none of them dared to attack Xu Muzhou rashly for a while.

Xu Muzhou opened all the remaining drawers and found nothing special except for a discarded shift schedule in the last drawer.

The weekly duty manual was written on the shift schedule. Xu Muzhou took a quick glance and found that in this form, each shift's weekly duty schedule consisted of two teachers as a group.The groupings seem to be running through **, and the names of most of the groups are not repeated, and are generally disrupted and irregular.But only Sun Qian is different. She has been ranked with a person named "Wang Zhigang" five or six times on this list.

This seemed to be a special clue, but Xu Muzhou waited for a while holding the things in his hands, but he didn't feel that the hydrangeas were going to get hot again.

"Brother Yan." Xu Muzhou had no choice but to temporarily put away the schedule, and turned to look at Yan Cen with the heavy flashlight in his hand: "Look."

Yan Cen took it silently and looked it up and down, then reached out and unscrewed the back cover of the flashlight.He squinted his eyes and glanced inside, took out something from the back shell of the flashlight inside, and handed it to Xu Muzhou.

—is a folded thin paper.

Xu Muzhou: "..."

"Emperor Ou." Xu Muzhou said convincingly, "How do you know there is something in the back cover?"

Yan Cen dropped the flashlights one by one, and while motioning Xu Muzhou to look in, he said: "The structural design of this old-fashioned flashlight is flawed. There are many gaps between the battery holder and the wall of the tube. It is often used Put bills or notes or whatever, I'm just trying to see."

The safe house temporarily relieved Xu Muzhou's tense nerves. While carefully unpacking the paper in his hand, he casually gossiped: "Brother Yan, how old are you this year?"

"32." Yan Cen didn't understand why he asked this, but he still asked with a good temper: "What?"

"It's nothing." Xu Muzhou smiled and said, "Seeing that you are very familiar with this era, I thought you were just young."

Yan Cen: "..."

The daring little fox was in a good mood after taking advantage of the verbal advantage. He carefully unfolded the paper that would fall apart when he touched it, and spread it on the table.

It's a pity that this note has been stuffed here for an unknown amount of time, and it is already stiff and brittle. No matter how careful Xu Muzhou is, the paper will inevitably shatter.

This is a note written with a pen, also in Sun Qian's handwriting, and it is addressed to a person named "Principal Liu".

"Thank you, I still want to say this. The ancients once said that giving a rose leaves a lingering fragrance in the hand. Maybe you are such a person. I have never seen such a terrible rainy night, but when I was helpless and afraid, it was You appeared to help me. To you, this matter is insignificant, but to me, this ordinary flashlight has almost brought me a new light. Therefore, I still want to thank you solemnly."

The signature is Sun Qian, the head teacher of the second class of the fourth year.

"It looks like a thank you letter." Xu Muzhou said, "I don't know why I didn't send it out, but hid it in the flashlight."

There were so many people in the tea room, Xu Muzhou pursed his lips, swallowed the second half of the sentence, and shook the piece of paper in his hand at Yan Cen.

Yan Cen understood that he was asking himself if this might be Sun Qian's obsession.

Although Yan Cen also wanted to quickly end this four-faced mission, it was a pity that Sun Qian was still wandering outside unconsciously, and the hydrangeas did not completely turn white.Although this note seems to be directly related to Sun Qian's psychology, it is still not a deep-rooted obsession in Sun Qian's heart. At best, it can only be called an auxiliary clue.

Yan Cen sighed slightly, and shook his head slightly at Xu Muzhou.

Although Xu Muzhou didn't place his hope on completing the work inexplicably, he still couldn't help but feel a little discouraged when he saw this.

"It's okay." Xu Muzhou whispered, "Let's look for it again."

He turned his back and carefully re-pressed the piece of paper according to the original folding mark on the table, but before he could put the paper away, a huge air force suddenly came from behind him, Xu Mu Zhou was unprepared for a moment, and was crushed by the thrust and hit the wooden table.

Then there was a loud crash, and Xu Muzhou turned around in panic, only to find that the door of the tea room had been knocked open at some point, and Sun Qian had already rushed in through the wide open door.

"What's going on!" Xu Muzhou was in shock, "Who opened the door!"

Du Qingqing and Lin Xiang, who didn't know when he woke up, screamed one after another, and the middle-aged man scrambled back to the window.In the blink of an eye, Sun Qian had overturned the tea cabinet and rushed straight to the boy in school uniform in the corner.

The boy in the school uniform didn't even have the time to get up to avoid it, so he was pushed to the ground and his stomach was cut open.

The sweet blood spurted out, and Sun Qian stabbed the boy's abdomen with her fingernails fiercely, and tore it hard, tearing a long and deep wound.

Blood gushed out crazily like money, the boy in school uniform made two gurgling sounds in vain, and the fresh internal organs rolled down the wound to the ground.

The light in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and although the blood was still warm, there was already a gray and dead look on his face.

Everything happened in an instant, Xu Muzhou's eyes widened, he bent down and retched uncontrollably.

Yan Cen quickly picked up Xu Muzhou, stepped on the window frame, broke the fragile glass, and jumped down from the second floor.

The sound of glass shattered one after another, followed by Du Qingqing who was closest, followed by Lin Xiang and the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man walked last, half-drawn his arm and was caught by Sun Qian, drawing a long line with deep bone visible. In the wound, you can almost see the pale texture lines inside.

It was the first time for Xu Muzhou to see such a massacre scene at such a young age, his pupils dilated, and he didn't even remember to bend his knees to cushion the ground when he landed.Yan Cen couldn't wake him up for a while, so he could only pad his back with his knee in a hurry, and reluctantly brought him to the ground together.

No matter what, Xu Muzhou was still a young man, and the tendency to fall and his weight were quite a burden. Yan Cen's ankle joints made a tooth-sickening sound of joint friction. He staggered a step, stood firm, and patted Patting Xu Muzhou's face, he said in a low voice, "Wake up."

Xu Muzhou was actually not scared stupid. He was used to seeing Sun Qian, and he had some resistance to those blood and flesh. It was just that the torture and killing had a big impact on him, and his limbs became weak for a while, and he couldn't stand Just get up.

He shook Yan Cen's hand, bent down unbearably, and vomited two mouthfuls of acid water.

It's really troublesome, Yan Cen sighed silently in his heart - he found that since he became a guide, he has sighed too many times.

He patted Xu Muzhou's back symbolically to appease him, and asked casually, "How is it?"

"No...it's nothing..." Xu Muzhou vomited, feeling much better both physically and mentally. He barely wiped the corners of his lips, and stood up unsteadily from Yan Cen's arms.

He vaguely remembered that when Yan Cen led him out of the window, the other surviving players did the same and jumped down together.Xu Muzhou was about to confirm the situation of the others, but when he turned around, he met a black hole in the muzzle.

Du Qingqing's seemingly injured left hand held a dark silver pistol firmly, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and the safety catch was pulled.

"Who are you?" Du Qingqing asked.

The death threat caused cold sweat to form on Xu Muzhou's back. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked cautiously, "What."

"I've always suspected that there are traitors in our team." Du Qingqing said, "Whether it's this time or the dungeon at the high-speed rail station, you are too familiar with all the information."

Xu Muzhou looked at her calmly, without comment.

"You saved my life, I don't want to doubt you. But you don't even know the gray rules, and you look confident in the game." Du Qingqing held the gun steadily, her eyes were sharp, cold Said: "You are not a player."

Xu Muzhou knew that his acting skills were not very good, and he was ready to reveal his secrets at any time.Perhaps because of his blind trust in Yan Cen's force value, Xu Muzhou looked at the muzzle of the gun in front of him, but he didn't feel any fear.

"So." Xu Muzhou asked.

"All the clues came from you, and it was you who suggested going to the second floor." Du Qingqing's expression became colder and colder: "You also told us about the safe house, and now the safe house has been forcibly broken into by NPCs. We have players who died under your command, don't you want to explain."

"I'm really not a player." Xu Muzhou said calmly, "But before I confess, can you tell me what the gray rules are?"

Compared with all the people present, Xu Muzhou is the most "human" existence, he has not been stained by blood, and still has a clean temperament.Perhaps it was also because of this that Du Qingqing didn't shoot directly.

"The gray rule is that if there are fewer survivors in a game, the more points you can get." Although Du Qingqing hesitated for a moment, she still answered him: "Points can be used to apply for props, in exchange for more Lots of life."

It sounds similar to the operation mode of Neverland, Xu Muzhou thought.

He lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Du Qingqing asked.

"You're right, there are indeed traitors in our team." Xu Muzhou raised his hand and stroked the broken hair in front of him, looked at Du Qingqing frankly, and said word by word: "But it's not me. "

Although he was smiling, Yan Cen saw an emotion called anger in his eyes. The angry little fox gave Du Qingqing a cold look, looking over her shoulder.

"Thank you for answering the question." Although Xu Muzhou said this to Du Qingqing, his eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man: "Otherwise, I still can't figure it out, why did you open the door?"

The middle-aged man hadn't realized anything yet, he just felt his throat tighten suddenly, and a sharp weapon had already touched his carotid artery. into his veins.

"Don't move." Yan Cen said.