Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The ringtone is getting louder and louder. It is obviously a monotonous frequency, but it can be heard that it is gradually becoming irritable and frantic, tearing people's eardrums.

Qianwu couldn't take it anymore, covered his ears and shouted: "Don't stray, gather in the lobby!"

He didn't know how loud he shouted, his voice was completely covered by the bell, and no one moved.Jiang Chen directly pushed the nearby players, signaling them to go downstairs.

Everyone rushed to the hall one after another, and Songsong and Egg Yolk came down the stairs together and sat down on the sofa tremblingly.

There are also two telephones in the hall, one on the sofa side cabinet and one in the cupboard.But the whole house is filled with the sound of bells tearing eardrums, but people can't tell which one is ringing and which one is not.

Qianwu tightly covered his ears, the sound was still stirring in his head like a sharp drill, he soon had a splitting headache, he couldn't hear other sounds, the world was full of ringing sounds.

Someone couldn't bear to hold on to the cupboard door at hand, Xue Gao gritted his teeth and went over to knock his hand away, beckoning him to be careful not to touch the antique.

People are on their backs.Jiang Chen covered his ears at first, but then he gave up altogether, clenched his teeth, and covered Qianwu's with both hands, covering him together.

Guan Ping sank into his dantian and roared angrily, "When the hell will the calculation be over!!"

Xue Gao also roared hoarsely, "Is all his mother's people complete?!"

Qian Wu endured his headache and turned around to check the heads, there were thirteen, including him and Jiang Chen, they were all.

Jiang Chen suddenly tugged at his sleeve, and raised his chin behind him.Qian Wu looked back and saw Zhao Han, covering her ears and frowning with her counting partner.Seeing him looking back, Zhao Han seemed to want to force a wry smile, but before he opened his mouth, he was shut again by the sound of the torn bell.

When the noise is too loud, people will gradually resist all senses.Everyone subconsciously shut their mouths, frowned and clenched their teeth, and some simply sat on the sofa and closed their eyes.

Qianwu looked at Zhao Han for a while, and suddenly felt something strange in his heart, turned his head and looked at Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen nodded calmly.

Zhao Han is suffering like everyone else, it looks like that, but it also looks like a disguise.When she was really scared in the morning, she kept her head down, not daring to look at people.It would be the turn of everyone to fear, but she didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

When Qianwu turned his head again, he happened to see Zhao Han's eyes glance at the phone in the side cabinet, and he looked away after touching it for a moment, as if he just glanced at it inadvertently.

Jiang Chen calmly approached the cabinet where another phone was placed, stood by the cabinet for a while, then walked to the side cabinet, leaning on the wall anxiously.

Qianwu looked at him, and he shook his head calmly.

I can't tell which one didn't ring, the ringtone completely slaughtered people's senses.

After what seemed like a long century, someone suddenly said, "The bell has stopped."

Qianwu's mind was numb, and he was stunned for a long time before he realized that his voice had indeed disappeared.

Everyone was relieved, put down their hands and began to scold mothers collectively.Song Song and Egg Yolk were timid, their eyes were red, and they kept asking, "What's going on, why is there such a ringtone?"

Xue Gaogao said, "It may be the death-inducing mechanism of the dungeon. If someone touches the phone subconsciously, it will be miserable."

Guan Ping supported his painful head and nodded slowly to show his agreement, "Actually, it's just like drinking. Drinking makes you happy and make mistakes without knowing it. This is like going to prison to force you to make mistakes. In comparison, this It's less threatening than drinking, it's painful, but we know what's going on and we don't make mistakes."

"That's not necessarily true." Song Song rubbed his red and swollen eye sockets and said, "What if the intensity of the phone's ringing is progressive? I can barely bear it on the first day today. Will it make people bleed from the quarrel later? Make us all lose our minds?"

Everyone was suffocated in silence for a while, Xue Gao said, "Damn it, I actually think you are right."

Jiang Chen suddenly said, "If the phone ringing and drinking are both death-inducing mechanisms, assuming the death threat of the phone ringing will advance, what about drinking?"

Xue Gao's face turned pale, "If the hallucinogenic effect also increases day by day, I won't be able to resist sooner or later, fuck."

Everyone wailed collectively, and Guan Ping asked about the liquidation progress of each house, so a new round of bitterness started again.

Qianwu's head still hurt, he walked slowly to the side of the stairs, and continued to look up at the paintings on the wall.

Wang Kui's body was still kneeling on the ground, and the blood had dried up.Qian Wu looked up at the blood-stained painting, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he asked, "Has anyone seen this clay pot?"

The chattering crowd stopped at the same time and looked back at the painting he was pointing at.

Qianwu waited for a few seconds but no one said a word, and said, "The counting work has just started, please pay attention to it in the future. Anything that appears in any of the paintings on the wall of the house may be found in the house."

"Why is it a painting?" Egg Yolk weakly raised his hand, "Is there any mystery in this painting?"

Qianwu shook his head, "It's just an intuition."

"This boss should have a strong intuition." Xue Gao said, "Don't mind, your shirt is a little see through. It's sunny in the morning. I accidentally saw the nerves on the inside of your arm."

Hearing the words, Jiang Chen looked at him sharply, and he said, "I can't say I was not careful. After I found out that the light was passing through, I went around to see the inside of your arm. Everyone would want to touch each other's bottom in their nerves. There’s nothing to hide about that either.”

"Since we missed the bottom here, we might as well roll up our sleeves and show our cards." Jiang Chen swept across everyone's faces with a half-smile, "There are few people in this dungeon, and we can talk to each other. If we are not sure, there will be ulterior motives." Those who are mixed in, be careful and be on guard.”

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, watched each other's faces and carefully pulled up their sleeves.

A room full of reds, reds, blues, and players in the ninth copy rolled up their sleeves.

Qianwu's red nerves blinded everyone, but this player's sensitive talent is not bad. He deliberately looked at Zhao Han's arm. The talent is average among the crowd, and the score is also low. Among the 18 players The worst grade in the middle.

Egg Yolk is actually the player with the highest sensitivity talent besides Qianwu, and the red nerve has grown to the middle of the forearm, about forty to fifty.

Qianwu looked at her, it was really hard to connect such a talented setting with the woman running naked in the corridor last night, and couldn't help being a little lost.

"We have some biases." Jiang Chen's indifferent voice dragged him back to reality.

Before Qian Wu could react, Jiang Chen put down his sleeves, and then put down his own, "There's nothing to see, everyone has different talents."

Guan Ping swallowed hard, "You can barely count as a partial subject. I think it should be more than 80 in one subject and twenty or thirty in one subject? But he—"

He turned to Qianwu and his voice gradually lowered, "He can't be called a partial subject, he is born with a lack of calmness."

Xue Gao suddenly realized, "No wonder you got high after drinking a sip of wine yesterday, and immediately toasted even if you didn't listen to any persuasion. It's amazing to be able to live to this day, a strong man."

Jiang Chen's expression darkened, "Mind your own business."

"Hey, to be honest, this beautiful little brother, calm down when things happen." Xue Gao sighed, pointed to Qian Wu and said to the others, "You have seen it, the absolutely sensitive and talented boss, the national treasure A level player. Everyone, take care of him these two days, if you meet him, give him a hand, maybe he can take us out."

"..."

Qianwu has black lines all over his head.

Jiang Chen negotiated with Guan Ping and Xue Gao, and moved them upstairs to take inventory, while he and Qian Wu took over the hall.

Songsong clapped his hands, "Everyone, the bell rang for 5 minutes today, it is now 06:30, and egg yolk and I started cooking at 08:30. Let's have a simple meal today, so you don't need to help each other. Lock the door of our room, we don’t necessarily have time to restrain ourselves after a night of drinking.”

Everyone nodded and continued to work separately.

"The players in this dungeon are not bad." Jiang Chen whispered to Qian Wu.

Qian Wu nodded, at this step, the stupidity is gone.

He lowered his head and copied down the price of a painting, then whispered to Jiang Chen, "There is something wrong with that Zhao Han."

Jiang Chen sneered, "It's not just something wrong, she has a big problem. Let's check the phone in the cabinet again."

Qian Wu didn't know what Jiang Chen was going to do, so he had to follow him to watch.

Song Song, who is also in charge of the lobby, also followed, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the dust." Jiang Chen looked calm, "See if the dust on the phone has fallen off after 5 minutes of violent shock."

"Ah, you are so smart!" Songsong suddenly realized, and Qianwu also understood at once.

"Although the phone doesn't have a wire, since it can ring, there must be a sound-generating component inside. If it rings, it will vibrate. The louder the sound, the greater the vibration. I don't believe that even a little dust can't fall." Jiang Chen said calmly.

Qian Wu went around to the side of the cabinet, and suddenly frowned, "I found it."

The sounding part of the phone is probably at the lower left, because there is a place nearby where the dust is obviously thinner, and the dust on the lower glass plate is also more messy, which is caused by the weak displacement friction caused by the vibration.

Jiang Chen turned back to look at the phone on the side cabinet, observed carefully for a long time and said, "The dust is evenly distributed, this phone didn't ring."

Songsong had already run upstairs, and ran down again 2 minutes later, saying, "I randomly found two other phones to check, and there was dust falling from the bottom left, just like the ones in the cabinet."

"That is to say, it is very likely that this phone has never rang." Jiang Chen's eyes fell on the phone in the side cabinet, with a calm expression.He looked at it for a long time, and suddenly asked, as if talking to himself: "What is the procedure for people to make a phone call?"

Songsong said, "Take the handset first, and then dial. This old-fashioned phone needs to be dialed one by one."

Qianwu's heart suddenly moved, "But if it's not a phone call, it's just a demented person messing around, so she won't go for the receiver. The receiver is very common, but this old-fashioned dial is rare, like a child's toy. She may Dial without the handset, and if you poke your finger just right, you won't even pick up dust on the phone. The hole is so deep that your fingertip probably won't be able to touch the numbers on the bottom plate."

Song Song was confused, "What are you talking about? Who made this call?"

Qian Wu didn't answer, Jiang Chen had already walked to the side of the phone to get a closer look at the dark inside of the rotating shaft.Qianwu also approached, the tip of his nose and the phone were in close proximity, and he carefully observed the inner wall of each circle.

"I found it." Qianwu suddenly laughed, "Some have irregular dust on the inner walls, and some don't. This phone has indeed been dialed. The three people in the hall last night, except for playing with murals and cameras Also, someone fiddled with the dial."

Jiang Chen nodded, "There are also irregular dust scratches on the inner wall of the turntable, which proves that it has indeed turned recently."

Songsong frowned and reacted for a long time, "You mean, the sister who died upstairs touched the phone last night. Today's phone ringing was originally a punishment for her, maybe she would trigger death when she heard the sound, but because she Already dead, so nothing happened?"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized, clapped her hands and said, "That's really good news. If it was a one-time trigger mechanism, it wouldn't happen tomorrow!"

"Not necessarily." Jiang Chen's tone was cold, "If the person in the bathroom upstairs didn't come downstairs last night, it means that the damned person is not dead, and the phone may be relentlessly ringing every day. But... why didn't the damned person What about death? Why did she react like everyone else when she heard the phone ring?"

Songsong's eyes were blurred, and he obviously couldn't understand.

Qian Wu said, "Today we observe the clues of these calls, don't tell anyone."

"Oh." Songsong looked serious, "Are you guys suspecting something?"

"Well, it's not convenient to say now." Qianwu said: "I want to go up and take a look at the bathroom scene."

Everyone was immersed in the huge and complicated calculations, no one cared, Jiang Chen and Qian Wu went to the first bathroom on the second floor.

"If Zhao Han was the one who went to the lobby last night to drink madly, but she woke up in the middle of the night and realized that she had touched the phone, then everything makes sense. She dare not confess to us, and confession means we will give up on her , so the best way is to hide yourself and stay away from the phone as much as possible." Qian Wu whispered to Jiang Chen, "But I don't understand, why can't that ringtone kill her?"

Jiang Chen stood at the door of the bathroom, the corridor was empty, he looked back at Qian Wu, "Do you really think she heard the bell?"

Qianwu paused and raised his head suddenly, "What do you mean?"

"Perhaps, she has some props that can weaken the senses. It is normal for people who walk to the ninth dungeon to have nearby props." Jiang Chen said lightly, "Everyone below just gritted their teeth, she She also gritted her teeth, but she didn't frown. I'm not entirely sure, but I always feel that if she gritted her teeth subconsciously, she would frown subconsciously before she gritted her teeth. There is no frown and she just gritted her teeth, it's more like a deliberate act."

Qianwu suddenly realized, and tried them separately, "It's really true."

Jiang Chen took out a handkerchief from his lucky bag and put it on the doorknob.

Qianwu suddenly felt something was wrong again, "Since she has a magic weapon to avoid this death sentence, why did she hide it from us?"

"Because she is an exile." Jiang Chen raised the corners of his lips, and there was a trace of coldness in his smile. He turned his head and looked towards the direction of the third floor from the stairs, and said lightly: "It is like this that leads everyone to think that the woman in the bathroom is also Wouldn't it be nice to die by touching an antique? That way, only she would have to figure out the second death trigger, and if she figured it out, she would be able to instigate others to make mistakes."

"After all, Exiles don't care about scoring points, they just want to kill people."

The author has something to say: please continue with your reasoning.

The little nerve sneered, as if unconsciously rubbing the floor, muttered: You never know what the nerve is thinking.

The floor said indifferently: No, I know.You just want to fuck me.

Little Nerve: ...