betting convention

"!!!" Ding Bai watched as the keyboard ghost pounced towards Chen Zhifei, but before he could move up, he was stopped by Chen Zhifei's shouts.

"Don't worry about me, go find where the keyboard it spit out is!" Chen Zhifei dodged the attack nimbly, and kicked the ghost three meters away.

Ding Bai turned around to look for the spit-up keyboards everywhere. Although he didn't know why Chen Zhifei told him to do this, since Chen Zhifei mentioned this matter, he might have found some clues.

But at that time, when the ghost spit out the keyboard, it was like a jet. Black keyboard keys flew everywhere, and Li Pingyi even found one in his collar.

Ding Bai lay on the ground and groped for a long time. It was so dark that he couldn't see where those keyboard keys rolled down. It took him a long time to find that he still had a mobile phone on him.

So he turned on the flashlight of the NPC's phone he picked up last night, lay down on the ground and found a few keyboard keys scattered in the corner.

"There are a few more here." Song Yue also found other scattered keys from the next station.

They searched carefully on this side, and Chen Zhifei gradually gained the upper hand on the other side. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he kicked the ghost into the corridor, and then directly kicked the ghost with rolling eyes down. .

With a clang and clang, the ghost fell down.

When Chen Zhifei returned to the floor, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Pingyi was spat all over his body, and wiped it with a paper for a long time. After being frightened, he complained: "This mouth is too stinky."

Ding Bai also wiped his hands in disgust, and didn't pay attention when picking up those keyboards, and now his hands smell of saliva.

Seeing Chen Zhifei walking back, he put those keyboard keys on the table and asked, "Is there anything strange about these keyboards?"

"I noticed when he was writing the code just now, and I felt that what he wrote next to him seemed a little strange, but I didn't understand it very well. I thought it might be useful because he swallowed the keyboard to death." Chen Zhifei said, for He doesn't know anything about codes, but he still has a keen sense of the routines in this kind of gambling.

Several people looked at the two computers on the workstations, and waited for a long time before reaching a conclusion - I don't understand!

It's fucking speechless, the most difficult things have been solved but they have no way of knowing where the golden flower is.

"Although I learned programming for a period of time when I was in college, this kind of code is so difficult that I can't understand it." Song Yue said, but she remembered that some of the players said that they knew how to use computers. of.

"It seems that someone said before that they know how to do this, why don't you let them try?" Song Yue said.

"That's the only way." Ding Bai and the others agreed, and installed the keyboards they picked up.Before leaving, Ding Bai felt that the things on the two computers might be very important, so he took a photo of the contents on the computer screen with his mobile phone.

After all this tossing, it was less than twelve o'clock in the night, and Ding Bai not only lamented how the night was so long.

"Let's go to other floors to have a look." Chen Zhifei suggested that since it's still early, let's go to a few more places.

People are really strange, last night they were still terrified when they heard these things and saw these horrible things, but now they are slowly getting used to it.

Li Pingyi actually had a feeling, 'The opponent is too weak, but our side is strong. '

No, it should be because our teammates are very strong.

In the corridor, the corpse that fell from the upstairs was still there. Chen Zhifei glanced down and didn't see the ghost he kicked down.

The way up was pitch black, but fortunately there were emergency lights and the direction of the stairs could barely be seen.

"What is the haunting incident on the [-]th floor on the phone?" Ding Bai asked Chen Zhifei in a low voice.

"Fell to death." Chen Zhifei glanced up, and when the corpse fell into the ground, he clearly saw a hand appearing.

"If we go up and confirm this matter, does it mean that the phone call was really made three years ago?" Ding Bai said. He knew nothing about what happened three years ago. The appearance of Ding Bai seemed to have aroused his curiosity, and he suddenly wanted to know what kind of person he was three years ago.

What kind of memory did he lose, and what kind of relationship he had with Chen Zhifei.

"Go up and have a look." Chen Zhifei suggested.

Several people looked at each other and walked towards the twelfth floor. Regarding this unknown floor, everyone was more or less worried, especially when they saw someone die in front of them before.

"It can't be opened!" Li Pingyi grabbed the door leading to the twelfth floor from the stairwell and pulled it back, but the doorknob in his hand was twisted all the way and he couldn't open the door.

Ding Bai walked forward and shook his head helplessly: "The door of this stairwell is pushed in."

Li Pingyi was ashamed, and made a big oolong after a long time.So he changed the direction of his force and pushed inward, who knew that the door had just been pushed open a crack, and it was knocked back immediately with a slamming sound.

"Is there someone inside?" Li Pingyi was shocked for a moment, the power he just put back was so strong that his mouth went numb from the shock.

"Not human." Chen Zhifei stepped forward and said.

How many people look at each other, not people?Is it a ghost?

"It's the wind." Chen Zhifei picked up a piece of paper that had just blown out from the crack in the door and said, "Let's push the door open together."

The advantage of having more boys was revealed at this time. The three boys pushed against the door and pushed the door open. In an instant, a very strong thrust rushed forward, and Song Yue, who was standing behind, was directly blown away. He stepped back dozens of steps and hit the railing, and then his center of gravity was unstable, and he rolled over headfirst.

With sharp eyesight, Chen Zhifei rushed forward and grabbed Song Yue's arm. The wind behind him smashed his head and face, and the documents and papers on the inner floor were flying everywhere.

Song Yue's thin body hung on the railing like a flag fluttering in the wind. Chen Zhifei tightened his arms and pulled Song Yue in from outside the railing.

"Go in quickly and close the door!" Chen Zhifei yelled against the wind, and was swallowed by the wind.

Ding Bai and Li Pingyi stood against the door, and after Chen Zhifei and the others went in, they also quickly got in, and the door slammed shut again as soon as they let go.

"Fuck!" Li Pingyi stared at the scene in front of him and cursed involuntarily.

This floor is simply awful!

Things in the room were flying everywhere, tables, chairs and benches were flying everywhere, all kinds of documents were scattered on the ground, and those smaller things were flying around like celestial maidens scattered flowers.If you look closely, the windows all around have disappeared.

And this strange wind was actually blowing in from outside the disappearing window.

"This..." Ding Bai and Chen Zhifei looked at each other and understood what happened to the corpse that just fell downstairs.It was probably the same as they were just now, when the door was opened and a gust of wind blew over, directly blowing the dead banker down the stairs, and the outstretched hand was actually trying to catch the falling person.

Since this is the case, it means that there is another person on this floor.

Chen Zhifei, who is as cautious as he is, naturally discovered this problem, but at this moment, the room is in such a mess that it looks like eighty thieves have been baptized in turn. It is really difficult to find out where the other person is.

But fortunately, the door of the stairwell has been closed, and the wind in the room has lost the momentum that could push people downstairs.It should be because the glass is all gone, the wind blows in from the outside, and opening the door of the stairwell becomes a strong draft.After the door was closed, the draft formed a small circulation in the room, which is why some small weights were still floating in the air.

But since someone has already been here, I don't know if the golden flower card has been found.

"There seems to be nothing wrong with this floor..." Li Pingyi was about to say something when he was interrupted by Song Yue.

"Don't be poisonous milk! Think about going downstairs just now."

This is true, every floor of this building is full of strange things, there is no guarantee that there is something strange waiting for them.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Li Pingyi yelled into the air three times, "No offense, no offense!"

This scene was funny, and the tense atmosphere was relaxed a lot.

Chen Zhifei looked at the paper fluff floating in the room, reached out and grabbed a piece of paper the size of a palm, held it in front of his eyes, and felt a little strange. It seemed to be a painting?

"Is this a comic?" Ding Bai also glanced at it, and the piece of paper that Chen Zhifei grabbed was actually a drawing.

"This seems to be a publishing company." Song Yue saw the name of the company on the wall, "No wonder the floor is full of paper."

"Is it related to this comic?" Ding Bai glanced at Chen Zhifei, and found that the other party had reached out and grabbed a piece of paper.According to the previous routine, these comic fragments flying in the air must have a hateful relationship with the haunted event.

However, with so many, is it possible to catch them all?

Then a funny scene appeared, a few people were bouncing around on this floor to reach the pieces of paper flying in the air, Song Yue found a trash can with a lid from somewhere, and took all the pieces of paper they caught It's all packed inside.

After several times of tossing, they picked up the pieces of paper floating in the air, and those poor pieces of paper were naturally discarded, or they alone would have to catch them tomorrow morning.

"Find a place to fight and see."

So a few people found the only conference room on this floor with no wind, but this conference room was surrounded by glass, and it was in danger under the threat of this evil wind.

Song Yue reached out and dumped the pieces of paper in the trash can on the ground, and the few people who had just grabbed the pieces of paper started to work on the puzzle again.Those who didn't know thought they were playing some puzzle game...

"Why is the scene drawn on this so familiar?" Ding Bai struggled to find something was wrong. Isn't the scene in the cartoon exactly the building they are in?

"There are more familiar ones." Song Yue showed the other people a picture she had put together, and the picture showed them lying on the ground to make a puzzle together.

"This..." The scene of the puzzle game instantly switches to the atmosphere of a horror movie.

As their speed increased, the content of those scattered pieces of paper became clearer, and the expressions of everyone became more and more ugly.

Because this comic seems to be recording their tracks, starting from the eleventh floor, and now they gather together to puzzle the picture, and there are even more things that haven't started yet.

For example, later they found the dealer who was hiding in the cabinet...

Ding Bai held the door of the cabinet with his hands, and pulled a person who rolled out in a daze. They took a closer look, wasn't this the banker who parted ways with them?

The banker was shocked at first, and then he was even more shocked. He opened and closed his mouth and said, "Impossible, impossible." He went into the cabinet again as if he had seen a ghost.

Ding Bai grabbed the dealer by the collar and dragged him out, and asked directly: "Why are you running?"

"There is a ghost! There really is a ghost! When I first came up, the computer kept drawing, and a lot of pieces of paper kept flying out. The drawing showed that all of us are dead! All dead! No one is alive!"

"Where are those paintings?" Ding Bai led the other party's collar and said coldly.

"I tore it up." The banker sat down on the ground and finished reading.

After putting together all the pieces of paper, Song Yue unraveled everything the banker said.On a thick stack of paper, the pictures overlap, and every scene is their traces.

Even, the painting also showed that all of them were blown down the stairs by a gust of wind, and blood flowed into rivers.

After watching these pictures, Ding Bai let out a smirk: "Do you believe this too? I'll slap you now, there's no picture on it."

That's what he said, but Ding Bai wouldn't really beat someone up, and he was somewhat uneasy.

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden sound of a pen tip sliding in the building.Everyone heard the sound and looked, and saw the electronic pen in front of the only computer in the conference room hovering over the drawing board.

And with the sound of swiping, the printer on the other side started, and a piece of paper was spit out.

On the paper, Ding Bai's face jumped on the paper, and a sentence popped out from the dialog box next to it.

- Do you believe in this too?I'll slap you now, there's no picture on it.

The author has something to say:

It was a good weekend, but there were two ball games at [-] o'clock in the morning in the past two days, and my whole body was sore from jumping all morning...

Therefore, exercise should not be slackened on weekdays.

In addition, I hope that the judges will give some starfish.

Gouzi is here to wish everyone good health!