Higher Human Advancement Regulations

Zhuang Han turned around slowly.

Her short hair was a bit messy, and there was a layer of sticky paste on her bangs. Sheng Kai glanced at it and found that it was the same as the paint he accidentally touched.

He lowered his head, groped in his pocket for a while, and found that there was only half a pack of cigarettes left in his trousers pocket, and he wore a jacket around his waist that he had wiped his hands off. He took off the jacket and handed it to Zhuang Han.

"Make do with it."

Zhuang Han didn't say anything, she took the blooming coat and was silent for a while, her eyes seemed to be stained with water.

Blooming in the middle of the air, the hand that has not been retracted paused:

"Don't be so moved?"

After a short confrontation with a few people in the banquet hall, Sheng Kai still admired this calm little girl.

She looked young, but she knew how to read words and emotions better than someone like Chen Hui, and she was smart enough.

But right now, before he had time to determine whether Zhuang Han was a painter, this girl who had always acted very strong actually cried.

Zhuang Han slightly turned his face away, quickly brushed his hand over the corner of his eyes, and said in a nasal voice:

"Top note of iris, middle note of ambergris, base note of vetiver."

Shengkai was startled, and said with a smile:

"Smell it?

so smart. "

"You've been doubting me."

Zhuang Han Gujing stared at Blooming without waves, but it wasn't intimidating.

"It doesn't count."

Putting his hands in his pockets, Sheng Kai walked slowly in front of Zhuang Han, "I'm not easy to trust others."

Therefore, each of you is an object of doubt, including yourself who is the only one who has drawn a Jesus card.

It is said to be a scene secret room, but until now, Shengkai still hasn't spied a tenth of this scene.

What you get is either an intermittent story line, or a true and false cover-up.

Since it is impossible to become a win-win partner in the secret room, it might as well become more vigilant.

Zhuang Han raised the corners of his mouth and smiled shortly:

"I'm also suspicious of you, I believe you have also discovered that I have always paid close attention to you."

Shenghua touched the tip of her nose, and said "tsk":

"I thought it was because I was too attractive."

"Xu Zhifeng told me that this is the fifth time you have entered the secret room, but I think you will not exceed three times at most."

Zhuang Han's voice was clear, but it seemed to be wrapped in ice, without emotion, "You are calm, cunning, and vigilant, just like a lost fox in a snowy night."

"Award."

The corners of blooming eyes were stained with a smile, but it didn't reach the bottom of the eyes.

The smile on the corner of Zhuang Han's mouth faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She stared at Bloomingly, as if trying to discern something from his every move, but found nothing.

So she turned her head and her eyes fell on Xu:

"I always thought I was an NPC here."

Shenghua keenly caught something from Zhuang Han's tone, and he frowned and asked:

"You are not a painter?

Then why is the pattern on your pocket watch the same as the one on the fireplace in the red room? "

In the red room, after Wen Renxiao emerged from the fireplace, the blood man almost followed closely behind.

Because of his occupation, Shengkai's eyes have always been good, and he remembered it after he glanced at it in a hurry, so when he saw the pocket watch, he felt a sense of familiarity for a moment.

From the very beginning, Shenghua felt that the pocket watch might not have been brought by Zhuang Han from Paradise Lost.

Zhuang Leng said indifferently:

"Because I've been in the red room all the time."

Bloom frowned and repeated:

"Stay?"

"To be precise, I am the owner of the red room."

Zhuang Han lowered his head, intentionally preventing Shenghua from seeing her expression clearly, "When I was conscious, I was confined in that red room, I couldn't get out, and no one else could get in.

Later, a blood man told me that there is no way for the NPCs in the secret room to break the rules set by the sky. "

"I don't believe that I am an NPC here. I obviously have memories of Paradise Lost, and I know that my purpose is to escape from this secret room.

But the strange thing is that most of the memories of the secret room in my mind are blurred. "

"But you showed up."

Having said that, Zhuang Han raised his head slightly, his eyes glowing, "You were supposed to be in the blue room, but for some reason, you made an exchange with me."

When Zhuang Han woke up, he found himself on the blue floor, and beside him was a pocket watch with a strange pattern.

At the same time, Shengkai became the first examinee to enter the secret room, and was almost doused in red paint.

"I should know you...

I should know you..."

Zhuang Han muttered, his body was about to fall to one side.

Sheng Kai stepped forward to give a gentlemanly support, supported Zhuang Han's precarious body with his arms, and asked:

"Is there any evidence to support what you said?"

Zhuang Han didn't answer, he just grabbed the blooming sleeve tightly and asked:

"Do you know this pocket watch?"

Sheng Kai saw that her hand was turning white because she clenched it too hard, but obviously he didn't like being too close to others, so he politely put his arm away from Zhuang Han's hand and took a few steps back.

Zhuang Han stared back at Shengkai's face in a daze. After a while, he hurriedly took off the pocket watch from his neck, intending to go forward and put it on Shengkai.

Blossom leaned back to dodge, impatience already appeared in his eyes.

He patted Zhuang Han's hand away with the back of his hand, and picked up the pocket watch with the other hand, about to put it on his neck.

Then I heard a familiar clear male voice sounding from behind:

"What are you doing?"

Shengkai turned around, and saw Wen Xiao was standing at the entrance of the passage, his eyes fell on Zhuang Han's hand that was supporting him.

Shengkai didn't know which tendon was wrong, not only didn't push Zhuang Han away, but instead put his arm back on Zhuang Han's shoulder, pretending to be intimate and saying:

"We'll talk about that next time."

On the other hand, Zhuang Han's face became extremely cold when she saw Wen Renxiao. She pushed the blossom away, turned her gaze, and landed at Wen Renxiao's feet.

Only then did Shengkai see a disheveled man lying there with a posture of gnawing mud.

His hands were twisted behind his back, and he was screaming.

Wen Renxiao's eyes wandered back and forth between Shengkai and Zhuang Han, and finally said calmly:

"Chen Hui is dead."

A moment later, Shen Xiu was mercilessly thrown from the entrance of another passage again, and then came in the footsteps of the three of Shenghua.

The road in this passage is not complicated, there is only one fork, which leads to two rooms respectively.

Somehow, Zhuang Han reached an agreement with Shen Xiu, asking Shen Xiu to lead Wen Renxiao here, while Zhuang Han waited for the blooming to arrive in another room.

Unexpectedly, Shen Xiu wasn't enough to fight at all, and before Zhuang Han had time to finish what he wanted to say, Wen Renxiao had already picked up Shen Xiu and walked along the road to find him.

Behind Wen Renxiao's back, after Zhuang Han finally said to Shengkai, "Be careful of Wen Renxiao", he kept a distance from Shengkai.

The space in front of me is much smaller than the one just now, less than five square meters by visual inspection, and there is nothing but glass cabinets.

Sheng Kai and Wen Renxiao stood at the door, making the room look a lot shorter.

Chen Hui died in a corner of the room, with her back facing up, bleeding all over the room, and even the color of her clothes could not be identified clearly.

Shengkai stood where she was, looking at the blood that was about to flow to her feet with a disheveled expression, tilted her head and winked at Wen Renxiao.

However, Wen Renxiao, who has always been clear-eyed, seemed to be blind at this moment. He deliberately turned his back to Shengkai, squatted in front of Shen Xiu with his hands on his knees, and chatted with Shen Xiu casually. up the sky.

Wen Renxiao:

"What agreement did you reach with Zhuang Han?"

Shen Xiu stared, before he could tell a lie, he was interrupted by Wen Renxiao:

"I can tell the truth from the fake. You can talk after you think about it."

Shen Xiu pursed his lips and said honestly:

"She told me how to get to the blue room."

Wen Renxiao laughed, but when he got up, he saw that Shengkai had endured his obsession with cleanliness, and slowly moved to Chen Hui's side step by step.

Getting closer, Shengkai discovered that Chen Hui's instant noodles were also covered with a lot of blue paint, but after mixing with the red blood, it slowly settled into black.

Shengkai stood condescendingly for a while, and did enough mental construction, but still couldn't do anything.

At this moment, Wen Renxiao, who had had enough chatting, walked over in a few strides, put one hand on Chen Hui's shoulder, and gently turned her body over.

The distorted expression broke into the line of sight of the two of them in an instant.

Chen Hui's eyes were wide open, as if she saw something unbelievable when she was about to die.

It is often said in TV dramas that the eyeballs of the deceased should be gouged out before killing, so as not to be remembered by her, but in Chen Hui's pupils, only the whites of the eyes were turned up after severe pain, and the reflection on the lens was only the eyes of the helper in front of her eyes. She turned to Wen Renxiao.

Blooming's gaze fell on Chen Hui's empty left chest, and she exchanged a glance with Wen Renxiao, who had the same dignified expression.

There was a blood hole sunken in there, and the place where the heart should have been, was gurgling black and red blood, and it didn't take long for him to die.

Zhuang Han, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked:

"Where's Xu Zhifeng?"

Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Zhuang Han continued:

"All of us are now gathered in the white floor, only Xu Zhifeng is not there."

Shen Xiu raised his head strenuously:

"It must be Xu Zhifeng!"

"Also, I don't know if you have noticed it."

Zhuang Han took a few steps forward, his voice seemed to be covered with frost, "In the hall, the group of human wax figures placed in the center of the high platform imitated a painting."

bloom:

"What painting?"

"Paul Gauguin's Where Do We Come From?

what are we?

Where are we going? "

Shengkai remembered that the most conspicuous position in the center of the high platform was a man struggling to raise his hand upwards, as if picking the bright moon above.

But the memory came back at this time, and Shengkai only felt a chill behind him.

If he was really picking something, would it be Chen Hui's heart?

There was also the apple that suddenly rolled down in the passage. Putting the two together, Sheng Sheng had a strange idea in his heart.