My card is refined [unlimited]

The girls who were communicating in front of Su Mingxuan just now were corpses.

At that moment, he no longer knew what he was thinking, maybe he was thinking about nothing, maybe he was thinking about everything, his mind was full of turmoil, Su Mingxuan stood stiffly on the spot, looking at the figures of the two children lying on the ground.

"Sin, poor child..." A resident saw it, and an old female voice sounded behind him, but Su Mingxuan didn't want to pay attention to other things at all, and walked slowly to the two children, squatted down, and gently stroked them s face.

"Poisoning...?" Su Mingxuan said softly.

All kinds of information were screened and connected in his mind, and some rules of the dungeon were slowly displayed in his heart.

In the first 'night', he encountered a black figure who was most likely the murderer, and then 'he' died at the beginning.In the second 'night', it was the couple who died, but during the day, the layout of the room was not messed up, but people died.

This time, Su Mingxuan didn't see or hear the children's death in the 'night', but they still died.

"It seems that 'night' is incomplete, it only presents part of the information." Su Mingxuan bit his lower lip, a little bit alienated from the current clues, "'night' and daytime probably do not come from the same space, but death people are synchronized..."

"Is it a projection? What happens in another space will be projected here so that it happens synchronously."

"Or is there another reason, for example... the two spaces overlap. During the 'night', people who meet certain conditions, just like these dead people, will be pulled to another space and return during the day?"

If it is the second type, how to explain his corpse?Su Mingxuan is very sure that he has a body now, can be injured, and can bleed. The so-called "ghost" is just a transparent person in the eyes of other players, and it is impossible to have two bodies.

But if the first type is just a projection, then the projection should only be 'death' itself. Where did the knife that killed him and the thick rope that bound the couple come from? ?

Could it be...a copy?

Or is there any connection between these two spaces that Su Mingxuan has not discovered?

Su Mingxuan collected his thoughts and focused on the communication behind him.

The puppeteer was also obviously frightened by the situation in front of her. She didn't know what happened to her before, and stood motionless at the door until the door of the next room opened, and an old woman came out from inside.

"Sin, poor child..." The old woman leaned on a cane, her eyes touched the children in the room, and she sighed deeply, "Why are the lives of these two children so miserable?"

The puppeteer stood at the junction of the dark and the light at the door, looking at the twins with a complicated expression, and turned his head to look when he heard someone talking.

The old lady who came out of Room 50 looked only about 80 years old, but her hair was pale and wrinkled, she looked like an old lady in her [-]s and [-]s. If it weren't for the puppeteer's sharp eyes, she wouldn't be able to tell The age is actually not that big.

"Old lady, do you know about the twins?" The puppeteer turned his eyes away from the twins' corpses and turned to the old man.

Their rooms are so close, judging from what the old man said just now, she should know something about the twins.

"I know, hey..." The old lady knocked on her crutches, shook her head and sighed, "Their biological mother didn't care about them, and their biological father also remarried, and threw the two children here, and only gave them a meager living allowance every month. "

"I see them living so hard, and occasionally I help them and give them some food and useful things, but that's just a little useless help." The old woman lowered her head in pain, "I saw them thin and small. , I will always think of my own children..."

"In the past, the economic conditions were not good, and my children were like them. But now, they are obviously richer, but these two children live in more hardship than I did before."

"What a sin..."

These are things that the puppeteer doesn't know. She nodded and said, "Then, old lady, do you live alone? Where's your child?"

"My child..." The old lady paused for a while, "He is working outside and hasn't come back to see me for a long time."

She shook her head, leaned on crutches and slowly turned around, walked towards Room No. [-], and said with emotion, "I feel that this apartment will soon have another batch of residents..."

Change batch? What a cold sentence.

The puppeteer gave the old woman a sideways look, and watched her go into the room and close the door.

She was no stranger to the calmness of the residents facing the dead body here, but looking back now, the reaction of the female students on the first day was even more strange.

"Harm..." The puppeteer sighed, standing at the door like this, not knowing what to do next, "How does it feel, so many things have happened before entering the dungeon?"

Starting from the time when the boss turned into a corpse, the series of things that happened afterward are simply seamlessly connected. It is said that two days have passed in the dungeon—maybe it is the third day now, but in the sense of the puppeteer, these three times The death incident was only a matter of two hours.

Just as he was thinking, the puppeteer was touched on the shoulder.

She was taken aback, and said hesitantly, "Boss?"

Su Mingxuan picked up the puppeteer's hand, and wrote stroke by stroke on her palm: "Ghosts are in the night, people are in the daytime."

Now there are only the two of them around, Su Mingxuan finally seized the opportunity to exchange clues, after the puppeteer nodded to accept it, he immediately wrote: "People die at night."

The puppeteer's face gradually became serious, "People will die in the 'night', and then people will die during the day too?"

"There is a hidden relationship between the households." Although this little follower is sometimes silly, Su Mingxuan knows that she can be very shrewd occasionally, especially when all kinds of clues are clear, "Women are girls' mothers, and husbands and wives are girls' parents. "

Just in case something special happened in the next second, Su Mingxuan's words were very brief, but the puppeteer connected the clues a little bit, and came to a conclusion of what to do next.

"Time is tight. According to speculation, we will stay in the dungeon for seven days. Now the subjective time has only passed two hours, but it is already the third day."

"Go through all the rooms quickly to find out the relationship between the residents, and then you can predict who will die next?" The puppeteer said, and then told him the information that Su Mingxuan didn't know, "Boss , the female student who found your body said that when she arrived, 'you' were actually still alive, and no one else was seen at the scene."

"The time when Zhou Cheng entered the dungeon was not what he said. He must have moved forward. He must have seen or done something during that time."

As they talked, they walked quickly to the front room. The puppeteer in Room [-] had already been there, and they didn't know the relationship between the female student and the others for the time being. The two planned to start from Room [-].

When passing Room No. [-], the puppeteer said: "This is my room, but I didn't find any clues in it, and I don't know where the clues about my mission will be."

"Speaking of which, my task is to kill someone, but so far, I didn't kill the people who died. It's really strange." The puppeteer stopped in front of the second room, temporarily stopped communicating with Su Mingxuan, and knocked He opened the door, "Hello, is anyone there?"

"...Who is it?" The door was opened, and the middle-aged man in the vest looked out impatiently, and when he saw the little puppeteer, his expression eased a little, "ah, it's you Ah, what's the matter?"

This uncle not only stares at the female student next door, but also relaxes towards the little girl?It's not a quirk...

The puppeteer secretly spat, with a smile still on his face, and said: "Well...it's like this, when my brother died, I remember you were there too, can you tell me what was so strange at that time? ?”

"I don't remember that." The man became impatient for a moment, "This happened two days ago, it's crazy to remember. And I didn't pay attention to the scene at all. You might as well ask the girl next door if you ask me."

"Okay, okay, let's go, I have work to do." Before the puppeteer could say anything, the man slammed the door shut, blocking her out.

"Wait...!" The puppeteer was almost slapped in the face by the wooden door, and was about to knock on the door when he raised his hand, but was restrained by Su Mingxuan.

"Don't worry about it." Su Mingxuan wrote, "There should be a relationship between this man and the female student, but it has little to do with our mission. Continuing contact rashly may trigger the dungeon mechanism."

When the man opened the door, Su Mingxuan carefully turned his gaze away from the person, and looked into the room - the walls, table, and floor inside were full of photos of the same person.

Don't get me wrong, this isn't some idiot behavior.

Those photos, without exception, were scratched with a knife, as if to vent their anger, or with incomparable disgust and hatred, the people in the photos were cut into pieces.

Su Mingxuan has never seen a female student before, but the girl in the photo is most likely that person.

No matter what purpose and reason this man has, even if he kills the female student, it has nothing to do with their mission.

"Let's go, let's go to the next room." Su Mingxuan closed his eyes, followed behind the puppeteer, and pulled him to let her lead him away.

Just after passing Room No. [-], the door of Room No. [-] was suddenly opened, and a young man came out from inside.

"Puppeteer?" Zhou Cheng let go of the doorknob, and looked at the puppeteer who was walking in a hurry, "What are you going to do in such a hurry?"

The puppeteer stopped, and looked at Zhou Cheng in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" Zhou Cheng shook his shoulders and asked back, "Since we want to collect clues, we have to go through the room."

The young man lowered his head and looked down at the puppeteer. He seemed to be planning to stop pretending. He took off his gentle mask and asked aggressively in his tone: "This room... belongs to your boss, right?"

"You said that someone died inside, which means that it was Lai who died." He smiled, but didn't smile. "It makes me very curious, what is going on with this dungeon."

"Number 1 Lai died, and now his body is gone...and you're wandering around, not knowing what you're looking for."

"Can you please tell me, is there anything I don't know?"