betting convention

A tooth mark appeared on Ding Bai's shoulder inexplicably. He observed it repeatedly and found that it was indeed a tooth mark, and it was not bitten by some strange thing, but a human tooth mark.

Moreover, there was a small wound on his finger. The appearance of these two things made Ding Bai puzzled.

Is it implying something?

Thinking about something in his heart, he went out in a daze, and met Xu Siyuan at the door, who ran out in a hurry, as if something happened.

"What's the matter? What happened?" Ding Bai grabbed Xu Siyuan who was running past and asked.

"The banker in the room with me is gone, and I'm looking for him." Xu Siyuan said.It's not good news at this time.

"No way?" Ding Bai immediately woke up, "When did you find out?"

"Just now, I saw him before I fell asleep last night." Xu Siyuan said, and both of them knew that the banker was probably gone.

"Go down and take a look first." Ding Bai said, and the two quickly went downstairs.

It was not time yet, so there was no one in the classroom.The two of them began to look for the artwork that had just appeared, because it was most likely the dealer who disappeared last night.

Because it was discovered early, there was no one in the classroom when the two of them went downstairs, and even the lights in the corridor were still on.

"No." Xu Siyuan said, "I have searched everywhere I can, but there is no artwork that we have never seen before."

That's weird.Ding Bai thought to himself, no matter what, the corpses of the bankers who died before will eventually appear, why is there no such thing?

Did they miss something?Or was there some hidden space in the building that they hadn't found?

When the time came, the people upstairs came down one after another, and the group of students Ding Bai watched felt more and more weird.Since they know that the so-called art exhibition is a curse, why don't these students find a solution to the curse but continue to prepare their works here?

All the mysteries are like threads in the mind, and the twists and turns make Ding Bai also find it very difficult to understand.

He drew a chair and sat aside, the classroom was filled with tiny noises, the sound of friction between papers, and the sound of brushes being rinsed in a bucket.He put himself out of the voice, trying to get a glimmer of inspiration.

He found that the range of activities of these students was limited to the rest room upstairs and this classroom downstairs all the time, as if he had never seen these students outside these two places.

Ding Bai touched his chin and began to count the number of people in the classroom. At the end of the count, he found that the number seemed wrong.

Due to the large number of dealers and students, it will be very crowded when everyone gathers in this classroom. Unless there is a substantial reduction in the number of people, it is difficult to see a change in the number of people.

Today, I suddenly found out that the original total was 32 people, but now it has become 26 people. Excluding the four people who have been confirmed dead (except three dealers and one student), there are two less people.

He counted again carefully and found that it was indeed the case.

Ding Bai's eyes quickly searched among the crowd. Due to the large number of people in the crowd, he couldn't remember everyone, but some of the people he had spoken to would still leave an impression on him.

For example, those two students yesterday.Because what the two students said was polarized, Ding Bai had a deep impression on them, but he only found one of them after searching around.

Another Ding Bai remembered that he had a very special utility knife, and that student disappeared.

Ding Bai walked to the place where the student stayed yesterday. On the desk was a pile of scattered pens and a pile of design manuscripts.He casually asked the student next to him, where did this student go.

"Go out." The other party replied, his head still buried in a pile of design manuscripts.

"Get out? Where did you go? Aren't you unable to get out?" Ding Bai caught the loophole in the other party's words, and he could clearly feel the other party's face began to change under his pressing.

From the beginning to the end, he felt that there was always something strange from the beginning of the gambling game to the present. The strange point was that this so-called art exhibition was the curse that the students said.

Now that I think about it carefully, what the student said at the time was almost all loopholes. He clearly said that the curse was caused by the murder of a senior sister who participated in the art exhibition, which made the art exhibition a curse, but why do all the students seem to be It seems that they are immersed in their own works.

This look seems to be looking forward to this art exhibition very much.

The other party avoided Ding Bai's topic in a panic, and focused his eyes on the design draft in his hand again, but this action once again attracted Ding Bai's attention, and he glanced at the design draft on the table.

The manuscript comes from the boy who owns a special utility knife. In a pile of papers, you can see the patterns he drew on it with a very fine pencil, but the colors of these patterns are very light, and you need to get close to see them.

He remembered that when he had a conversation with this boy yesterday, he seemed to have said something about paper sculptures.

Could it be that these design drafts are actually the final works he wants to complete?Ding Bai stared at these beautiful patterns, always felt as if he had seen this pattern before, where did it come from?

In his mind, he recalled the places he had just been to, the deserted classrooms, the deserted corridors, and the classroom in front of him.Where did you see this pattern?

Someone walked to the window and opened it. A gust of wind blew by, and the curtains were slightly raised. Through the dim sky outside, Ding Bai saw the familiar pattern.

The flying pattern engraved on the curtain.

He walked up and touched it lightly, and the 'curtain' in front of him felt a different touch, and then the design draft on the table was blown to the ground by the wind.

The body of the dealer who died was found.

But Ding Bai still had doubts in his heart, the 'curtain' in front of him was made by that boy with a special utility knife, and that boy had already gone out.

It is not clear what the so-called "going out" means, but Ding Bai feels as if he knows something.

He suddenly looked at the water tank covered by cloth in the classroom. After discovering the body, this water tank had never been touched again.

Thinking of this, Ding Bai quickly walked towards the water tank, and the sound of footsteps disturbed the people around him.

"What are you doing?" Xu Siyuan grabbed Ding Bai who was walking towards the water tank, "Inside..."

"I know." Ding Bai interrupted Xu Siyuan, "But I have to prove it."

In full view of everyone, Ding Bai walked to the water tank containing the corpse and lifted the cloth covering it.

"Ah!" Someone exclaimed, because the body in the water tank had disappeared long ago, only a wig was left floating in the water, like a long-rotten water plant.

"The corpse is gone." Xu Siyuan said with some surprise, "How could it be? We all look at this corpse, and we are in this classroom every day..." He paused at this point, In fact, they were not in this classroom at all.

It seemed that something was gradually forming in Ding Bai's mind, he rushed out of the classroom quickly, and Xu Siyuan behind him immediately followed after seeing this.

A group of bankers followed Ding Bai to the abandoned classroom, and then to the small reporting hall again.Ding Bai ran past these two places in succession to confirm whether the other corpses were still there, so as to confirm his conjecture.

"These two corpses are still there." Xu Siyuan didn't understand Ding Bai's sudden actions, but he could guess that Ding Bai might know something.

"To be precise, the corpses belonging to the bankers are still there, and there are three of them." Ding Bai said, "There is another corpse hanging on the curtain of the classroom just now."

The dealers who heard this seemed shocked. They were not only shocked that another dealer had died, but also shocked by the incomparable cruelty of each dealer's death.

"Did you find out?" Ding Bai asked.

"What did you find?" Xu Siyu was puzzled.

"Only the corpse of the dealer is still there, but the corpses belonging to the students have disappeared." Ding Bai said.

Now the clues in his mind began to gradually become clear. Up to now, six people including the students had disappeared from the whole gambling game, and they were all regarded as dead, but there were only three corpses left.

what does this mean?

Means the student is not dead.

The student who died in the water tank must be an illusion. Combined with the words he got from another student just now, it can be guessed that the three students who were in the hour had already 'goed out'.

As for the meaning of "going out", Ding Bai guessed that he should have left this building, or got rid of this so-called curse.

If so, does that mean that for every banker who dies, one student is safe?And the strange cause of Zhuangjia's death they saw may be the students' participation in this work called 'Beautiful and Innocence'.

So there is no so-called curse legend at all, and there are no twelve students who suddenly disappeared. The purpose of their appearance here is to become a work of art in the hands of these students.

The dealers rushed back to that classroom all the way, and a torture to extract a confession was about to be staged.

Ding Bai closed the door of the classroom, Xu Siyuan went to the back door of the classroom and locked it, and the remaining nine dealers gathered around the students.

"Our purpose is very simple." Ding Bai said, "As long as you answer our questions, we will not embarrass you."

The group of students in front of them remained silent, as if no one was willing to answer Ding Bai's question.

"What do you mean by going out?" Ding Bai continued.

Still no one answered. This group of people seemed to have been arranged in advance. They had clearly shown fearful scenes before, but at this moment they were calm and composed.

In this way, Ding Bai confirmed his conjecture even more.

"Are we the work in your hands? Or is it about to become the work in your hands?" Ding Bai pointed to himself and said, "The three students who disappeared actually completed the work, right? So they went out."

"Does that mean that every time one of our people dies, one of you will be safe?" Ding Bai almost directly revealed the bottom of the card, but even so, the group of students still refused to speak.

When the atmosphere gradually became tense, the counselor rushed out suddenly. At this time, he was like a very responsible head teacher, criticizing the students who made trouble in the class.

And arranged their group of dealers and students in different classrooms.

As a result, a torture to extract a confession ended sloppily.But at this time, Ding Bai gradually had some signs in his heart.During the time they were separated, Ding Bai and the others also exchanged a lot of information.

Although I have already guessed the reason between the dealer and the students, I still don't know how to break this situation.

Soon, night fell, and before returning to the room, Ding Bai took a pin from the table.

As he went to sleep he held the pin in his palm.

In the middle of the night, Chen Zhifei followed Ding Bai to the classroom downstairs. After all the trouble they made during the day, some people started to quicken their pace.

Fortunately, it was not Ding Bai's turn tonight.

At dawn, Chen Zhifei followed Ding Bai back the same way, and when Ding Bai lay back on the bed, he sighed.

After thinking for a long time, he stepped forward and stared at Ding Bai, thinking in his heart: You can't even feel the bite on your shoulder, so where should the bite be this time?

After thinking about it for a long time, he stared at Ding Bai's other shoulder and slowly moved closer. As soon as he approached, he heard Ding Bai whisper: "The tooth marks on my right shoulder haven't disappeared yet. Besides, if you want to remind me, you can't change it." Way? For example, take a pen and write on my face."