This NPC really has a problem

long silence.

"She's coming back soon." Boss Lu said suddenly.

The chef let out a hoarse laugh: "Why don't you hurry up and find a place to hide, what are you doing talking nonsense here?"

"She's been looking for her killer, and someone has to tell her about it."

The chef said in a strange tone: "You mean you want to tell her that I was the one who killed her? Are you sure she can listen to what you say, instead of killing you outside?"

Boss Lu's voice was calm: "I told her the real murderer, she might kill me, but if I didn't tell her the real murderer, she would kill me sooner or later. Why don't you try it, maybe you can save other people."

Boss Lu glanced down at the pocket watch. The dial with a small light allowed him to clearly see the position of the minute hand.

The minute hand gradually moves toward fifty.

The chef screamed: "Stop joking! Don't drag me if you want to die!"

Boss Lu ignored him, he heard the sound of a human body entering the room through the window.

The sound of shuffling up the steps was accompanied by a plaintive female voice.

—Who killed me?

Boss Lu had been thinking for a long time about what Xiao Mengban used to kill people. After a few dead people appeared, he basically understood.

Xiao Mengban's first choice for murder was to wander outside the room, such as Yu Xiao who was the first to be killed.

The second choice is someone who makes a movement in the room, such as turning on a light, or making a sound.An example of the former is the pair of grandparents, and an example of the latter is the whiskers.

When there is no one who agrees with the above two conditions, she will kill the person she suspects.

That's why Xiao Meng went to the fourth floor for half of the murders. She had forgotten how she died and felt that the murderer was most likely to appear among her companions.Boss Lu didn't quite know why she killed the man among her companions first. It might be because of the male's superiority in physical strength. Xiao Mengban felt that the murderer was more likely to be a man.

She probably never imagined that it wasn't the people who hated her that killed her, but her wealth and people's greed killed her.

A distorted human body appeared in the stairwell.

It was a human body that was forcibly pieced together, barely maintaining its human form, falling from the building again and again, and returning again and again.

Her face could hardly be called a face. How many people who saw her like this could connect her with Xiao Mengban, who was bright and flamboyant when she was alive?

"The person who killed you was the chef in the hotel." Boss Lu didn't look at the face that could cause nightmares all night at a glance, and stated in a calm tone, "He entered your room on the grounds of delivering food, Pushed you downstairs when you were not prepared, and stole your belongings after you died. The stolen goods should still be in his room now. In addition to the stolen goods as evidence, your coat that is stained with oily smoke is also evidence .”

Boss Lu stretched out his arm, holding the knitted coat in his hand.

The strong smell of blood approached him, and the bloody hands seemed to kill him like they killed other people.Boss Lu didn't move at all. He felt the pulling force from the object in his hand, and let go obediently.

The hand was empty, and the light-colored knitted jacket was stained the color of blood.

The bloody face was buried in the coat. No one knew why the dead could smell, just like no one knew why a dead man with more than half of his bones could come back again and again to claim his life.

The sound of footsteps stopped again.

The blood-stained corpse was almost stuck to Boss Lu's body.

Boss Lu took a step back, this action did not stimulate the dead man, who threw himself on the door in front of him.

"Yes...you killed me..."

A broken voice came from the door: "Get out! Get out of here!"

There was a scream and the door was opened, and Xiao Mengban didn't even knock on the door, it was opened.

Boss Lu has the keys to all the rooms in the hotel. When the chef was immersed in fear and unwillingness, Boss Lu opened the door with the key.

Just a slight twist of the doorknob can knock down the last barrier to protect the murderer.

Boss Lu closed his eyes.

The door of the room in front of him was wide open, the living and the dead were wrestling together, and the dead were demanding their lives from the murderer, the sounds of cursing and struggling sounded intertwined - with a bang, someone fell downstairs.

But this is not the end.

The chef who jumped off the building and ran away was dragged back by Xiao Mengban within a few steps. When Boss Lu went to the window and looked down, he saw Xiao Mengban biting the chef's neck. made a sound.

After the chef died, Xiao Mengban also fell on top of him—it seemed that he was completely dead.

Boss Lu hadn't breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a shrill scream, which only rang once.

After that, only the sound of stiff footsteps could be heard.

……

"I'm a little uneasy." Xu Yan suddenly said to Chen Jin when Boss Lu presented the evidence.

Chen Jin said: "Are you worried about Xiao Mengban? I am also afraid that instead of killing the murderer, she will attack Boss Lu instead."

"No, it's because of other things." Xu Yan shook his head, "Do you still remember what I told you about the travel notes? Although what we are experiencing now is very real, but with the evidence of the travel notes here, what we experienced seems to be It's something that happened in the past."

Xu Yan murmured: "Why do we see things that have already happened in the past? Since things have already happened, is it really meaningful for us to find the murderer?"

Chen Jin's thinking was not as complicated as his: "Actually... finding the murderer has nothing to do with us. Boss Lu can find the murderer no matter whether we participate or not?"

"Yes, Boss Lu should have found the murderer in the past. People who died in the past are already dead, and now their death is just a replay of the past." Xu Yan said, "But why do we experience the past? What is the reason for the game to be designed like this? "

Speaking of this, Xiao Mengban came back.

Neither Xu Yan nor Chen Jin made a sound, until Xiao Mengban killed the murderer, and there was no more movement downstairs.

Xu Yan took a deep breath, he felt that what he said was a bit messy, and a strong sense of anxiety disturbed his thinking: "I always feel that things are not that simple."

"By the way," Xu Yan said, "Did someone go out just now?"

When Xiao Mengban came back, he seemed to hear a soft sound of the door opening.

……

There was no light in the room.

The quilt was stained with blood, and under the blood was a statue of a god.

After the original guest in the room died, there was no trace of life in it.

There is no second person here.

But suddenly, the quilt puffed up a little.

It seems that there is suddenly a mass of expanding air inside, and it seems that a growing person appears inside.

A pair of white hands stretched out, followed by a pair of naked feet.

The place soaked in blood covered its face, vaguely outlining a strange smiling face.

The bones were covered with what seemed to be the flesh of a dead person, and the bony hand accurately pulled out the knife issued by the hotel owner and hidden under the pillow by the beard.

A boning knife.

The top quilt was as thin as a layer of white cloth, and the "man" covered with white cloth stepped on the ground barefoot and walked slowly to the door.

Its steps were as stiff as if there was a corpse under the white cloth.

The door was easily opened from the inside, and it stopped at the door for a moment, as if looking for something, and finally left the corridor.

It stepped on the ground with bare feet without making a sound, and it climbed up to the fourth floor step by step.

Go to the only room where there is still a living person.

It held the knife in one hand and knocked on the door with the other.

The people in the room hesitated for a moment.

But not long ago they heard Xiao Mengban's voice leaving. They guessed that the person who knocked on the door might be the owner of the hotel, so they walked over and opened the door without much thought.

Squeak.

The door opened.

Outside the door was a white cloth splattered with blood, and under the white cloth was a grinning face.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a little short.

I should write another chapter during the day, and the word count is only about 2000.

I wanted to change it at zero o'clock, but suddenly disconnected from the Internet and cried.