My card is refined [unlimited]

When Su Mingxuan was checking his body in the room, the puppeteer met the players who came in the corridor.

"Well...you are—" The visitor was a young man in his 20s, speaking softly, "You are a puppeteer, right? Hello, I am Zhou Cheng from the twenties."

No.20 in the standings, Zhou Cheng.

"Hello." The puppeteer hugged the puppet bear tightly, staring at him vigilantly, "You seem a bit late for coming."

"Because it took me a while to find the way." Zhou Cheng's brows and eyes were very gentle, without any hostility, which was the easiest way to let people down their guard, "Your clothes are stained with blood, what happened in this room? "

The blood next to the corpse was not dry, and when the puppeteer rushed over, it inevitably stained his clothes.

"It's just a dead person, nothing special." Maybe Zhou Cheng's appearance can still be useful to other female players. The puppeteer is not cold at all, but thinks this guy is extremely hypocritical, so he replied lightly, "But You can't go in now, my boss is inside."

"Really." Having seen through his intentions, Zhou Cheng was not embarrassed, and smiled softly, "It's okay, then I just don't go in."

"Well... why don't we exchange the current information." He said slowly, "My task is to survive until the seventh day."

After a pause, Zhou Cheng saw that the puppeteer had no desire to speak, so he pointed to the way he came and continued: "I saw a total of twelve rooms on the way, all in this corridor, without stairs. There are no other doors leading to the upper and lower floors, and I have written down the route of the corridor, which is roughly a figure-eight ring."

"I am a resident of Room 10 next door. When I left the room, there was no accident here." Zhou Cheng looked at Room 10, which was locked behind the puppeteer, "In my cognition, I Only 10 minutes left, and in the [-]th minute, there was a scream, which means that the accident should have happened in these [-] minutes."

"I'm in Room [-]. But—" the puppeteer interrupted Zhou Cheng, frowning, "I heard the screams as soon as I appeared in the dungeon."

The time is not right.

The fraudster who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded narrowed his eyes, and his eyes wandered between the two of them.

It has been at least half an hour since he appeared in the dungeon, and the two people came in such a short time, is it because of the different identities in the dungeon, or...

"Your task is to survive to the seventh day? My task is different from yours." The puppet master said, leaning his upper body against the door, his little feet dangling, kicking the door panel backwards, and slightly enlarged Volume, "My task is to kill someone."

"That's really strange. I just entered the dungeon, who can I kill?" The girl picked up the puppet in her hand and talked to it, as if she was asking Zhou Cheng, or talking to herself.

Su Mingxuan, who heard the kick on the door, leaned over naturally, listening to the message passed to him by the puppeteer.

Because there is a dungeon record, all the dungeon missions that Su Mingxuan knows will not have a time requirement, but this player's mission is to survive until the seventh day, that is to say, they must actually stay in the dungeon for seven days. Fill in the task answers on the seventh day?

This is a rare dungeon with a minimum clearance time.

Su Mingxuan bit his knuckles, ground his teeth, and gave himself a compliment in his heart: Fortunately, he didn't just fill in the possible answers on impulse.

But... what's the difference in time?The time of entering the dungeon is obviously at the same time, but not only Zhou Cheng and the puppeteer have different times, but he is also different. The time he entered the dungeon was about 15 minutes ago.

Why is there a time deviation?

Su Mingxuan held his chin, thinking that he should look for clues elsewhere.

Now if there are other people outside, how can he open the door and go out?

The young man thought about it wickedly: haunted during the day?

But the room has not been searched yet, so he is not in a hurry to go out, the puppeteer will lure Zhou Cheng away.

He turned around and continued to check the room.

"Obviously, this is the place where 'I' lives temporarily." Su Mingxuan put his hands on the table and looked at the furnishings in the room—everything that might reflect a human figure was covered by a piece of cloth , Even the tiles on the walls seem to have been sanded.

"Then, let me think about where 'I' will leave clues for myself." He stepped on the blood that had almost dried up on the ground, his eyes darkened, and he walked towards the corpse again.

The books that were pulled out from the drawer were all sealed, and the titles of the books were not special. The room was glanced at, but only the corpse on the bed was the most conspicuous.

'His' face was calm, one hand lay flat on the bed, the other hand that Su Mingxuan had picked up was still hanging beside the bed, the temperature of the corpse cooled down slowly, and the body became visibly stiff.

This time, Su Mingxuan didn't choose to move the hanging hand, but sat down on the edge of the bed, put his palm on the back of the corpse's head, and slowly raised 'his' head.

The spine was bent, and there was a stiff sound of protest. The broken blade pierced through the neck trembled slightly. Under the tip of the knife, there was a blood-stained note--a piece of paper that was not completely covered by blood. Seeing something, it seemed to appear out of thin air, not stained by the blood of the big beach, but barely wet by the blood that was about to dry up.

The red on the white paper was reflected in the dark pupils, Su Mingxuan stretched out his other hand, and put it under the nape of his neck, he was about to touch the note, and picked it up.

The door behind him suddenly opened.

He withdrew his hand very naturally, tilted his eyes, turned his back to the door and said, "What's wrong?"

"They're gone." The fraudster didn't disturb the opponent's consciousness at all, stroked the pigtails at the back of his head, and leaned against the door he opened, "How long are you going to watch here, don't go to other places ?"

Su Mingxuan covered his eyes little by little with a bandage, and said, "After all, my mission is to find out who killed me. Of course, my own corpse is more important."

He turned sideways, with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and asked in that interesting tone: "Speaking of which, fraudster, you and I are both in ghost state, why is it that I have a corpse and yours doesn't?"

"...It's not necessarily not there, maybe it's hidden somewhere? After all, my mission is different from yours, and I don't need to find the murderer through the corpse." The fraudster raised his eyebrows, "But this is also a doubtful point, how about Let's go to other rooms to have a look - while the puppeteer and Zhou Cheng are inquiring about the news with the residents, let's go in and have a look."

"Okay." Su Mingxuan responded.

It's just that although he agreed, he didn't intend to take any action at all: "I heard from the landlord that someone will come to dispose of 'my' body, and maybe I won't be able to find it after leaving. Why don't you let me look for clues first?"

"So you're not well yet." The fraud master spread his hands, "I said it earlier, then I'll go out first."

"But you have to hurry up." The fraudster half-closed the door, and a pair of beautiful eyes came in through the crack of the door, "The person who disposes of the corpse...may be coming soon."

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Su Mingxuan pulled off the bandage again, turned around and put his hand into the back of the corpse's neck.

But he came up short.

"It's gone?" Su Mingxuan looked up with surprise in his eyes, and found that the note that was still there just now had disappeared without a trace.

"..." He frowned.

How long did it take before it disappeared?

Is it a fraudster?No, he has been standing at the door without approaching, while Su Mingxuan stayed by the bed by himself, and didn't feel anything approaching at all.

Whether it's the player or the monster in the copy, it shouldn't escape his perception.

Su Mingxuan glanced at the empty place with a sullen face. He searched every corner of the corpse that might contain something, but found nothing. In the end, he could only scratch his hair in annoyance, re-blindfold, and open the door to go out .

This seductive clue is really disturbing.

"Let's go." Even though there were many doubts in his heart, Su Mingxuan still had a calm expression on his face. He greeted the fraud master with a light smile, "Let's go to the other rooms first."

-

The puppeteer is asking room by room.

The first thing she went to was Room [-] at the end, and it was the female college student who opened the door.

"You, hello." The female student opened the door and clasped the door panel with both hands. The scene just now had an impact on her, her eyes were red, and there was still fear in her eyes, and she flinched when she spoke, "Excuse me, what's the matter with you? You and your brother..."

"I want to ask, how did you find the body, and what were you doing before you found it?" The puppeteer ignored Zhou Cheng, who was disapproving, and asked directly, "Tell me, this is very important. "

"I...I..." The female student was taken aback. Recalling the scene just now, tears came down instantly. She squatted down with her head in her arms, sobbing, "I, I don't know, woo..."

"How come you don't know?" The puppeteer pulled away the female student's hand, so tough that he was not as lively as usual, but aggressive, "How could you not know, are you trying to hide something, huh?"

"I, I really don't know..." The female student's eyes were red, she didn't know where the strength came from, she shook off the puppeteer, and pressed the door to close.

"Wait." Zhou Cheng stepped forward at this moment and blocked the door. He comforted the girl softly and smiled gently, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"We're not bad people." He stroked the female student's hair gently as if smoothing a cat's fur, and comforted him, "She just cared too much about her brother, so she was a little too aggressive. Don't be afraid, just take it as an answer It’s the same as the teacher’s question, just tell what you recall and know.”

Zhou Cheng slowly opened the door, put one hand on the female student's hand holding the door, and said with a smile: "Huh? Okay? I know that kind-hearted girls are the most beautiful, and you can't bear the heart of a little girl who lost her brother." The girl can't get news about her brother."

The puppeteer watched coldly the female student put down her guard little by little under Zhou Cheng's persuasion, opened the door inside, narrowed her eyes, looked at this kind-faced young man, and cursed inwardly: It's really hypocritical, you know that you are partial to girls, not only He lied to me, and also to other female college students. I don't know if he used this face to deceive many women before.

This Zhou Cheng, the mission in his mouth is probably true, but the puppeteer is sure that he probably didn't enter the instance 10 minutes ago.