Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

The two hours passed quickly, and the whole building was silent during the period, until 10 minutes before seven o'clock, the players opened the doors one after another and walked out, rushing to the first floor to attend the dinner appointment.

At 6:58, everyone was seated at the long table in the restaurant, except for the dead Ah Li, a total of 22 people.

Except for Xiaoying who couldn't see his head while sitting on the chair, the 21 players on the table were staring at the blank table and thinking about each other, and no one made a sound for a while.

The clock above the main seat passed by "da da da da", and when the bell rang at seven o'clock on time, dozens of delicacies were instantly covered on the white tablecloth, and the butler's footsteps also rang out. The last "Dang" sounded, and he just stood next to the main seat, facing the players on both sides of the long table, said some polite words, and meandered away again.

It was so neat, everyone hesitated for a moment, then picked up their chopsticks and began to eat, since it was a dinner for them, they couldn't do without it.

Xu Zhaohe also hugged Xiaoying on his lap to start the daily feeding. After all, it is a dinner party, and the dishes are still very delicate. There are both Chinese and Western food, so you can choose as you like.

Since the two had eaten a lot of snacks before and are still not hungry, they chose two desserts to eat, baked pudding and strawberry pie, both of which looked very good.

It's not common for them to spend such a large amount of money to make them eat and drink good dungeons. The gamers shook their heads in amazement for a moment, and each of them picked a few of their favorites.

There are not many people communicating during dinner, and most of them still choose to eat quietly.

Xu Zhaohe took a small spoon and Xiao Ying ate pudding one bite at a time. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Tang An who was drinking porridge slowly, and his movements froze slightly.

Waiting for the indirect KISS to eat pudding, the little girl pursed her mouth, gave Tang An a hard look at Tang An who was in the way, and tugged at Xu Zhaohe's sleeve in dissatisfaction.

Xu Zhaohe came back to his senses, still hesitating, staring at the tempting pudding and strawberry pie in front of him, but he still didn't continue to feed them.

Xiaoying who was interrupted knew his concerns, straightened up and said something in his ear, and then he was relieved and continued to feed the child.

A mouthful of crème brûlée was soft and slippery in his mouth, and the three-year-old was very satisfied. He also pointed out a few unremarkable side dishes for Xu Zhaohe to bring over. Although there are not many to eat, they are so good that they can fill up the mouth. Some people's stomachs.

As for the aftermath, it's hard to say.

The actions of the two people here didn't attract many people's attention. They thought it was a child picking their mouths, but Tang An on the side noticed something was wrong. According to Xu Tian's temperament, he shouldn't be so careless.

Curiosity can make people scratch their heads. For example, Tang An now, when he sees a big-hearted person who eats a lot, he has an urge to rush up and question him. He just found out that he only drank porridge and didn't move. There are other things, how can one or two still eat so happily!

It's a pity that there is a kind of African who doesn't understand the coolness of cheating fingers, because he has never owned one.

Most of the gamers present are more cautious in choosing things, and try to take food that is not prone to problems. Of course, there are always a few unlucky ones.

For example, a female gamer, who doesn’t have a high sense of presence, and didn’t have any outstanding places before, sat at the back of the dining table, drank a small bowl of soup, and took a plate of pasta nearby, but still Before I could get in, I found that the pasta on the fork had turned into tangled black hair!

"Ahh-!!"

The fork in his hand fell to the plate and made a "clang" sound, and the sudden movement of standing up knocked the chair belt to the ground, and there was another loud noise.

The players all looked in the direction of the sound, and the moment they got close, they noticed something was wrong on the plate. After removing the layer of golden pasta on the top, there was a tangled black hair underneath.

For a while, most of the people's faces turned ugly, and they hurriedly lowered their heads to check the food on their plates, for fear that they accidentally ate something that shouldn't be eaten.

Only Xu Zhaohe looked at Spaghetti's hair, which everyone despised so much, and looked down at Xiaoying, who was eating strawberry pie hard, and reached out to stroke his head.

Xiaoying raised her head and looked puzzled: "???"

Xu Zhaohe smiled tenderly: "Hey, you are much cuter than them."

Reluctantly, he looked back at the hair that was still twirling on the plate, and suddenly showed disgust on his face, completely forgetting his previous image, stretching his small arms and bringing over a plate of grilled chicken wings, the thief Xi Xi whispered: "Zhao Zhao eat quickly, you won't be able to eat it later."

Xu Zhaohe realized in a second that it is impossible for a thief to be generous in a dungeon, and it is impossible to be generous in this life.

The expressions on their faces gradually became firmer, the two looked at each other, and suddenly began to throw away their arms and eat wildly, trying to eat it all at once!

Tang An sat down to eat melons after drinking porridge. Seeing that someone found a white prosthetic limb from the chicken soup, or found a black prosthetic eyeball from the roasted fish, almost everyone present did not Lost his appetite, staring at the seemingly exquisite food in front of him with an ugly face.

But when he turned his head and looked again, the two people next to him were still eating chicken wings!They are still in the mood to eat chicken wings!

It is all golden and oily, and it smells very fragrant!

The showman's expression management was once again left behind, Tang An's mouth twitched, and he looked at the two with shocked and admiring eyes, what a talent!

The gamers had already stopped eating, and those who were almost mentally ill even ran to the side to vomit. Brother Zhao didn't want to attract too many people's attention, so he fought with Xiaoying quickly, and finally wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, Another plate of soda biscuits is planned to take back for supper.

Tang An, who was watching the whole process, was speechless, and now only the word "warrior" can describe their image in his mind, nothing else is worthy of it!

Brother Pian Zhao and Xiaoying didn't think there was anything wrong. One of them would go crazy if he had nothing to eat, and the other was fighting against the dungeon. Now that he was full, he just sat quietly and watched the analysis of other players. Among them, Long Ming is the happiest.

"What do you think these things look like?"

Several gamers put together the things they found in the rice. Obviously, this is not a real person's thing, but more like...

"baby."

Guan Bin stood aside at some point, pushed the rimless glasses and said calmly: "Doll, dead."

The five words were like a spell, and all the noise, vomiting, and sobbing disappeared in an instant, and everyone's eyes were focused on him, with complex emotions in their eyes.

Obviously there is an important message in this sentence, the little boy's game is not aimed at one person, they have all received the notification of the game, and the game has already started.

Long Ming, who was clearly standing in the center but lost all eyes, clenched his fists, but with a fake smile on his face, he answered politely: "Then it seems that we are going to find the murderer now."

Guan Bin glanced at him, but didn't answer. The look in his eyes that seemed to disdain him at all instantly stimulated Long Ming, but he could only grit his teeth and continue to smile. He can't offend him now, but He is No.29, and when he reaches the top of the leaderboard, those who looked down on him will pay for it!

The people around were full of hostility, but Guan Bin, who was in the center of the storm, still put all his thoughts on the broken doll, either he didn't notice it, or he didn't care at all.

The other players couldn't help but start to hold their breath, trying to find some clues from the prosthetic limbs and guess the murderer's identity.

However, the broken limbs of the doll were found in the food, and the food appeared out of thin air, so nothing could be found by relying on these alone.

Just when everyone was secretly sad and thinking, a small shadow appeared at the door of the restaurant at some unknown time, and it was silent until the player who turned back was startled and made a sound, and the others didn't pay attention. The figure at the door.

Different from the afternoon, at this moment Xiaochen's face was gloomy, staring at the doll on the dining table and screaming sharply: "Who killed my doll!"

No one answered, Xiaochen suddenly pulled out a sinister smile, lowered his head and raised his eyes to stare at them, the immature childish voice echoed in the quiet restaurant, making it even more strange.

"My doll is dead,

I don't know the murderer,

hair twisted in a plate,

Limbs were thrown into the cauldron,

Black eyes gouged out,

fell into the stomach;

……

Today my doll died,

Tomorrow, I have to know the murderer. "

After finishing speaking, the little boy walked away on tiptoe, repeating the song repeatedly in his mouth, and the remaining twenty players were covered in cold sweat unconsciously.

The game has really begun. If they can't find the murderer tomorrow, no one knows what will happen.

The air in the arena slowly stagnated, and it was so silent that every breath could be heard clearly.

They don't know what is the most suitable word for the current atmosphere, and what is the first thing to do. The panic about the unknown conditions of the SS-level dungeon occupies everything until Guan Bin makes the first noise and turns to leave the restaurant. Only then did the players let out a sigh of relief, and followed closely behind.

Tang An and Xu Zhaohe followed in a leisurely manner, chatting quietly with each other.

"Brother Xu, how do you play this game? What is the way to judge winning or losing? Is it an individual competition or a team competition?"

Xu Zhaohe looked at the road ahead and smiled softly: "Then what do you think will happen if you lose? Who will the murderer be? Is finding the murderer the key to clearing the level?"

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other, and then shook their heads. There were still too few clues.

But it is not without a breakthrough, at least there is one point, they can seize the initiative and find the doll that is about to be killed.

There must be more than one doll. As for the murderer, he probably won't sit still, the game will not give a dead end.

Of course, there are risks in doing so. After all, "dolls" are not uncommon in horror movies. No one knows whether finding it will bring blessings or disasters, but for now, this is the most direct and effective method. I believe you can think of it. Not a few at all.

The murderer will be found tomorrow, what time will it be tomorrow?How to even find it?

The game does not give a clear clearance range, everyone can only race against time to find clues, not letting go of even the slightest possibility.

Now, the remaining rooms had to be opened.

They are like Pandora's box, Schrödinger's cat, no one knows what will appear when they are opened.

There are almost no people on the first floor, and everyone is looking at the undeveloped and unfamiliar area.

Looking at the neatly paved marble steps in front of him, Tang An suddenly remembered a question Xu Zhaohe asked him just now, and asked back:

"Brother Xu, if you say the murderer is a 'human'?"

Xu Zhaohe paused when he had just fallen, looked back at him, and replied word by word: "You have to believe, everything is possible."

"........."

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