Midnight Ship Says [Unlimited]

The silverware shines under the candlelight and is reflected on the surface of the liquid, which is agile and serene.

Chu Tu controlled his facial expression and did not show his surprise.

The people sitting at the dining table didn't seem to notice such an abnormality, and they ate breakfast and tea happily.They may feel that this time the game has not yet begun.

Chu Tu frowned.Was that just a hallucination?

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again. The black tea in front of him was still black tea, as if the red viscous liquid he saw just now was just his hallucination.

Shang Huannian's attention was always on Chu Tu, and he was sensitive to discover Chu Tu's abnormality.He also discovered that Chu Tu did not let others discover his strangeness.

He stretched out his hand under the dining table, put it quietly on Chutu's thigh, and patted it twice as if asking questions, while his upper body was still facing the meal in front of him as if nothing had happened.

The dining table was silent and peaceful, except for chewing, there was no other sound.Chu Tu looked around, and no one showed anything wrong, and he became uncertain about his judgment.He just waved his hand slightly under the table, which means it's inconvenient to say now.

Shang Huannian was a little worried about Chutu, and reached out to pat his thigh again.

Chu Tu turned his head and made eye contact with Shang Huannian.However, at this moment, he discovered something even more frightening.

His gaze passed over Shang Huannian's shoulder, and cast on the player on the other side of Shang Huannian.

It was a girl who ate slowly. There was still an unfinished fried egg in front of her, and she was pulling the fried egg with a fork.However, in Chu Tu's eyes, what was on her plate was not fried eggs, but a piece of bloody meat!

The feeling of nausea came up from the throat all of a sudden, Chu Tu's face was green, and he used his experience of seeing death scenes over the years to forcefully suppress this feeling.

The girl stared at the "fried egg" and found nothing unusual, split it in half with a fork and put it in her mouth with relish.

Chu Tu didn't dare to look back at his plate, but he knew in his heart that what he ate just now was probably not much different from what was on this girl's plate.

Shang Huannian narrowed his eyes and keenly caught this point.He stretched out his slender hand, held Chu Tu's left hand, and shook his head at him.

Chu Tu was taken aback.What does it mean?What did Shang Huannian also discover?

When he thought this way, Shang Huannian seemed to pick up the quilt normally, and took a sip of black tea.From the corner of his playful eyes, Chu Tu could see that he must have discovered something too.

Chu Tu came back to his senses and let out a long breath.If he saw that, he could still pretend to be okay, and he really admired Shang Huannian's courage and heart.

He sat sleepily at the dining table, listening to the sound of cutlery passing across the plate, until everyone had almost eaten.

Obviously, most of these players did not notice the abnormality of this meal.Because the environment and setting of this midnight are too close to reality, everyone regards this kind of meal on time as part of the background of the world.

A young man wiped his mouth with a handkerchief contentedly, then turned to look at Sherman: "Sir, I think what happened last night was still too shocking, and I want to review this story. Such a bizarre thing can be written into a story Send it to the newspaper office and it will be a hit.”

What he said was in the arms of others, too.Everyone's attention was on the murder case at Blizzard Villa, so they naturally wanted to know more information.

Sherman said very cooperatively: "Yesterday afternoon, you arrived at the villa on time according to my invitation letter. I invited you to participate in the wine tasting. After dinner, I took my leave and went to the wine cellar to get wine, but, When I walked into the wine cellar, I found the body of Charlie, who said he had gone to the toilet, lying in the wine cellar. Later, we searched a series of clues and found out that the murderer was Wells."

"Excuse me," another player raised his hand, "Is there any guest who behaved particularly prominently during the process? Oh, I mean, which guest acted particularly like a detective."

The detective is also an important character in this story.

But Sherman got stuck, tilted his head, and scratched his head: "This... the detective is not in the villa right now."

The contradiction suddenly surfaced, and the people sitting at the table looked at each other in blank dismay.

The man continued to ask: "The environment here is closed, and there is no way to communicate with the outside world. How did the detective get away?"

Just as Sherman was about to answer them, a man suddenly ran in from outside, shouting, "Something went wrong, something went wrong."

This is a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed like a hard worker, wearing a tattered straw hat and gloves.He rushed in hurriedly, as if he was not afraid of the master's blame, there must be something important.

Sherman was very displeased when he saw the boy working as a handyman in the backyard broke into the breakfast room: "What's the matter?"

The boy replied out of breath: "Wells, Wells in the cellar is gone!"

The process of the game has officially started!

Sherman stood up from his seat all of a sudden, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and he pointed at the boy: "You, take me to see it!"

Pierre also followed Sherman, and ran out in a hurry with the boy.

The player who asked the question at the beginning suddenly became anxious: "Hey, hey! You haven't answered me yet!"

The others were all thinking in their hearts, and they all got up for a while, and followed them out.

A large group of people rushed into the cellar.

A lot of sundries are stored in the cellar.Beside several sacks of cornmeal, there is a clearing with a coil of coarse twine strewn across it.This should be the shackles that Wells broke free from.

"Oh my God!" Sherman yelled, holding his head in pain, "how can this be, we have to spend the whole day with a murderer in the dark. Guys, this is terrible !"

Players probably know it.The main danger in this small world may be this murderer hiding in the dark.

But how did the first victim die?Who is the detective?Why was Wells identified as the murderer?They don't know anything.

Some players wanted to set Sherman and Peel's words, but they all avoided it skillfully.Small World doesn't want to tell them this information.At least not now.

The player's attention was immediately drawn to the murder case.There was a lot of chatter around Sherman and Wells, wanting to talk about the case.

Chu Tu was outside the crowd, leaning against the wall, with half-closed eyelids, immersed in his own thoughts.

Shang Huannian walked up to him, leaned over, and whispered in Chu Tu's ear, "What's wrong?"

"Breakfast just now. What did we eat?" Chu Tu's voice was buzzing.

To his surprise, Shang Huannian whispered in his ear, "It's flesh and blood."

"You..." Chu Tu suddenly turned his face away, meeting Shang Huannian's smiling eyes.He didn't know whether he should be shocked that Shang Huannian could eat it without changing his face, or should be shocked that he could say it so without changing his face.

"Okay," Chu Tu hypnotized himself, "Anyway, the npcs and props here are all fake, and it doesn't matter what you eat." This is what the shore visitors will tell themselves, and it also allows them to blend in more at midnight. world.

Shang Huannian also leaned against the wall, put his shoulder against Chutu, leaned his head, and the smile in his words became more obvious: "In this meal, the food is still fake, and the next meal will not be sure." ’” And, based on their experience in the middle of the night, there could be dire punishments if they don’t eat.

Chu Tu stared at his black eyes and raised his left eyebrow.Shang Huan Nian means that if someone dies, then the dead body will appear on the dining table.

Shang Huannian said: "Those players are still talking, and some people also asked to see Charlie's body. But they couldn't get an answer."

Chu Tu stared at him for a while, then suddenly relaxed, his black hair brushed his ears: "Are you not affected by hallucinations?"

"That's what I told you. Resurrected people have different characteristics at midnight. Seeing through hallucinations is part of my characteristics. I estimated that the flesh and blood on the dinner table just now was about the amount of two legs of an adult male. Combined with the stories here, we can probably guess what happened.”

Chu Tu only saw strange things in a short period of time, but Shang Huanian could see them clearly the whole time.

"No, if I really have to eat it, I'd rather be hallucinating." Chu Tu smiled wryly.Shang Huannian actually had the thought to look carefully at the things on everyone's dinner plates.

"There is no absolutely dangerous situation yet. I estimate that no one will die before everyone eats up Charlie. But if Charlie is not enough for everyone to eat, then..." Shang Huannian shook his head, "In order to entertain Everyone, only someone can sacrifice."

Chu Tu suddenly felt a sense of discomfort.From their point of view, what they eat is the most normal food, but the food is made of corpses.If this is an npc, they can still hypnotize themselves. This is just a "person" created out of thin air in the midnight world, which is no different from the food it creates, but if the body of the food is provided by a real person, That was simply too tragic.

Shang Huannian sighed, stretched out his head and brushed the hair around Chutu's ear: "Let's end the night before Charlie is eaten."

Chu Tu looked into his eyes and nodded slightly as a response.

At this moment, a voice sounded beside them, the voice was not loud, but it happened to be heard by the two of them.

"I heard that Mr. Chutu is a sensitive and upright person. It is true."

This sentence was sarcastically heard from such a tone.

"What do you mean?"

The owner of the voice was Elbin. He walked in front of the two of them, his face was terribly pale under the dim light of the cellar, like a vampire: "Anyway, as long as you don't take the initiative to think about this problem, what you see will always be dishes , isn't it?"

"We are different from people like you who eat the bones of dead people." Shang Huannian said abruptly.

"Oh, I can't help you if you think so. But it's too ugly to say that I eat the bones of dead people." Elbin smiled outside, showing a row of teeth.

"After all, I can even chew on the bones of living people."

The nausea that hadn't completely disappeared during breakfast suddenly surged up, and Chu Tu pulled Shang Huannian, and was about to walk into the main team of players.

"Mr. Chu's worry about eating the corpse of a real person is just too unfounded."

Chu Tu stopped and turned to look at him.

Elbin pulled out a simple smile with his coffin face: "After all, you have to understand that you are essentially no different from those who entered the airline for the first time. If you think about it, you can always be killed , isn't it?"

"Maybe, the first real corpse to replace Charlie is Mr. Chu?"

Suddenly, Shang Huannian took a step forward and grabbed Elbin by the collar: "What are you doing?" The anger in his eyes seemed to burn Elbin to ashes.

Elbin mechanically turned his head and looked at Shang Huannian. The distance between their eyes was less than ten centimeters: "Mr. Shang, we are the same kind, you know, you can't do me any harm, or Put your hands down."

Shang Huannian didn't move.

Elbin sighed, as if he was very helpless: "My goal is very simple, Shang Huannian, I hope that in this game, you will not be more than two meters away from me, it's as simple as that."

"Oh, if you want to add a drag, Mr. Chu can also stay with me."