After being spotted by the NPC boss, I blew up the system

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It was past ten o'clock when the crowd cleared up, and the examinees retreated to their rooms one after another. The skinny girl with half her soul left was bravely taken in by the short-haired girl.

There are only two people left in Room 03.

The young man in the gray sweater was still standing beside the corpse, nodding his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

The man in black faced the closet, pinched his thigh, and gasped: "Well...Brother Qi, when will you go back and call me?"

"No need."

Li Jize moved a few beats slower: "No, it's necessary! I, I dare not go back alone..."

"It's not about you." Qi Yan stepped to the side of the bed, bent down and looked under the bed.

"Ah! Brother Qi, did you find anything?!"

"Yeah." The bottom of the bed was a little dark, so I couldn't see clearly.

"It won't be the same as in the movie. It's a murder case in a secret room, right?" There may be a detective among the candidates, who will die wherever he goes...

Qi Yan bit his lip lightly and ignored him.

"Brother Qi." But Li Jize felt panicked and uncomfortable, always wanting to talk to someone, for fear that the boss would disappear suddenly. "What do you think is strange?"

"You're not dead."

The abrupt voice almost killed Li Jize on the spot.

"Haha, you really... know how to joke..."

"Not a joke."

He straightened up and started fiddling with the mattress and quilt.

"You also touched the oil painting, and rubbed off a layer of paint for others." But it's not good to stick here.

"Oh! Yes!" He took a deep breath, his lungs filled with the iron smell of blood. "So maybe this big guy wasn't knocked out by the NPC ghost?"

"Ah."

Qi Yan responded and gave up the bed.

"That is to say, it might have been killed by your own people?" Li Jize's throat slipped, and a layer of sweat oozed from his back.

"..." This time, he didn't speak.

It wasn't because the answer was wrong, but that "one of us" stimulated his sensitive nerves and made him suddenly think of someone.

About a year ago, an old ruffian with yellow hair patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Qi, you are good at everything, but you are too smart. We are all on our own, so it's okay!"

Later, he was turned into a scoring point by "one of his own".

Later, Qi Yan buried him, separated from the main force, and went to the end of the exam alone.

In this way, a candidate who understands such a profound question at the beginning is much smarter than himself.

"Brother Qi?" Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Li Jize ran to the bedside to poke him, avoiding the corpse.

He came back to his senses and stood up. "If you kill someone, there is still a witness in the house who has no ability to resist..."

"Then let's solve it together, TV dramas do it like this." Thank you for the boring college life.

"But you didn't. Knowing that there were two examinees in a room, why did you let her live?"

"Here, bad eyesight? Didn't find it?" Li Jize touched his hair in embarrassment.

You can't just look at other people's good looks, so you can't do it.

live, live...

"For mouth."

Qi Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was the first examinee to reach the door of Room 03. At that time, the door was ajar, the floor was covered with blood, but there was not even a single shoe print. The murderer walked leisurely, and he still had time to hide the torn-off half of the oil painting.

"Leave Ran Qinqin so that we can mistake him for a ghost." The door was gently pushed open.

The two looked back and saw that it was a girl with short hair.

Said it was a girl, but in fact she was more than two or three years older than Qi Yan.

She approached the corpse methodically: "Ran Qinqin said that her poker cards were also taken by ghosts."

So he is a candidate who steals cards and kills people?

"You two should not continue, it's a waste of time."

"So you don't need to take the exam?" Qi Yan turned his face away again, the words were very ordinary, and others could hardly hear the thorns.

"I'm different." The short-haired girl raised the muscular man's head and carefully inspected the wound: "I can't pass the exam without any clue."

She picked up the cold and white hands on the ground and looked at the color of the nail bed: "There is no law or prison here. Under the rules of the system, anyone can do this kind of thing."

Qi Yan stood by the window, wiped away the rainwater on the glass with his thumb, his brown eyes were still serious and calm. "Anywhere, there is an unbreakable order."

·

On a rainy day, the chances of Qi Yan falling asleep are extremely low.

He drove Li Jize and Hua Xue out, and leaned against the closet by himself, planning to make effective use of the time spent lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling.

After staring for another half minute, he opened the closet door.

What can the skinny girl see in the closet?

——A masked man opened the door, then attacked the muscular man from behind, took away the playing cards of the muscular man and Ran Qinqin, tore up the oil painting, opened the window, threw the oil painting and the murder weapon out, and left.

他住在06号房，在走廊最尽头，与03号房隔着04、05号。既然没看见人影，凶手应该是住在隔壁——02号和04号。

Girls with short hair live in No. 02, so...

"Little girl."

Qi Yan opened his eyes suddenly, holding the shutter door with his hand. "What are you doing here?"

Looking at the frowning person who turned his face away and didn't look at him, Qin Mo had no choice but to get closer: "You and your little bed friend rushed out without even looking at me."

bed friend?

"Get up." He loosened his brows, full of disgust.

"Is this like solving crimes?"

Qi Yan didn't care about him, and carefully recalled who lived in Room 04.

It seems to be a girl with curly hair who loves to cry, and...

"Little girl?"

"Little Champion?"

"Little Qi Yan?"

"Qi Yan!"

Qi Yan's mind was confused. "are you--"

"Shh!"

The lips just opened, but they were pressed tightly by a palm.He was forced to silence before he realized something was wrong.

[Boom, boom, boom...]

It seems that Li Jize has no auditory hallucinations.

[La... la la~ la la la... la——]

A boy and a girl hummed an unfamiliar nursery rhyme. The two tones overlapped, slowly hitting the eardrum.

Qi Yan wanted to take Qin Mo's hand, but he was grabbed by his backhand as soon as he touched his skin.

"Oh!" With only one sound, the whole person was dragged into bed.

He opened his eyes wide, but his eyes went dark, and a quilt covered the two of them from head to toe.

"With the lights on in the house, they're bound to come in."

So it can't be found if you cover it with a quilt?

Qi Yan was having difficulty breathing, and lowered his eyelids not to look at the face that was close at hand.

"Squeak..." The wooden door was pushed open.

"Well..." He regretted it, he might as well go to hell and kill ghosts.

Qin Mo let go of his wrist, changed his position to his waist, and pressed him tightly into his arms.

"Shh, don't move."

Do not move?are you crazy?

Qi Yan didn't really want to be obedient, but his ears became hot from his breathing, and his arms and legs gradually stopped struggling.

[La... la la~ la la la... la——]

The singing is from far to near.

[la la...]

Freeze on a note.

[…My sister is disobedient and will be punished. ]

What is hard to figure out is that the visitor really didn't notice that there was someone on the bed, and after muttering a few words, he went out the same way.

"..." Damn it, I actually forgot, the test is usually given by the referee.

Maybe, this game is from him.

"Can you take your hands off?"

Only when the door is closed again can Qi Yan regain control of his mouth.

"I'll think about it." The hand on the waist was a few seconds behind the sound before it moved away calmly.

The two tore off the quilt, breathing heavily.

The smell of the air was not pleasant, Qi Yan suddenly felt something was wrong, and got up from the bed first.

"Little Zhuangyuan, what time is it, do you really plan to sleep for a while?"

Sleeping on a double bed with an NPC lying on it, looking at a dead body?

He was a little annoyed, pulled down the sweater to make it smooth, and said angrily, "Go to sleep by yourself."

After speaking, I got out of bed.

The blood on the floor was the same as before, as if no one had been there.

He raised his eyes and stood at the base of the wall, and simply took the oil painting off the hook.

Half of the painting can only tell that it was originally two children, and one of them was wearing a skirt.

The picture frame is made of wood, which has become moldy, and the screws that fasten the wooden strips are also red and rusty.

"rust……"

There are also people living in Room 04.

Qi Yan leaned the oil painting against the wall and read a sentence: "The injured man."

He was referring to the warrior who closed the window.

Just now almost everyone dared to come, but they didn't see him.

Although the head is injured, there is still a chance to strike when people are not prepared.Coupled with the blood on his face, he seemed to have a bit of talent for being a ghost when he walked in like this.

"Hey, where do you want to go?" Qin Mo saw him clenched his fist and asked loudly.

"You don't need to worry about it." Qi Yan put his hand into the pocket of the sweater, regardless of the blood on the ground, he stepped on it and was about to go out.

He stuffed a pillow behind his back and smiled calmly: "You want to kill him?"

"No." A beating to death should be fine.

"Isn't it? You can tell by looking at your eyes, the lowest level of disability."

"..."

Seeing that he didn't refute, Qin Mo glanced at the darkness in his eyes: "Do you really think the three of them are here to make money?"

"NPC?"

Clearly called a reference...

But I got used to being called.

"uh-huh."

"Besides, you haven't taken the exam for half a year, and now you're all stupid." Still limp.

He got out of bed and opened the system panel in front of Qi Yan. "It's [-]:[-], why don't you go through your thoughts again."

The blue panel disappeared, Qin Mo unscrewed the door, waved his back to him, and smiled: "Thank you for accompanying/sleeping, little bed friend."

Qi Yan stood on the spot, looking down at the intertwined blood flow. ——He seems to have made a mistake somewhere.

The rain was pouring, and the water droplets smashed on the cold glass.

He flicked his hair back indiscriminately, and followed him out the door.

Although the other candidates didn't go out immediately because of timidity, they opened the door from Room 06 and ran to Room 03 at his speed. - It only takes 6 seconds.

Even if the murderer lives next door, it is impossible to enter or close the door without sound.

Qi Yan stopped at the boundary between Bloody and the corridor, his lower lip turned white.

"wrong."

"Qi, Brother Qi?" Li Jize pushed open the door of Room 02 and poked out half of his head. "It scared me to death. I thought who was running in the corridor at night?"

"Where's Ran Qinqin?" He raised his eyelids, his expressionless face was full of displeasure.

"She just said that she wanted to go to the toilet, and then she took Harry to find the toilet—" he paused for half a second after speaking. "Huh? What kind of toilet can she find with a 14-year-old foreign child?"

"Little girl?" It seemed that his face darkened once again.

"Yes, just the little mixed-race girl in the same room as Sister Huaxue, with two golden ponytails."

Why bring another person?

Qin Mo's words suddenly appeared in his mind: "It's [-]:[-], why don't you refresh your thoughts."

Now...at least eleven fifty. - 10 minutes left!

"Where did they go?!"

"The corner of the corridor, hey! Brother Qi, why are you going?!"

The author has something to say: Mo: Little girl?

Small champion?

Qi Yan?

Yan: Get out of here.

Mo: Brother Qi~

Yan: bored (blush)