The end of the day [unlimited flow]

After eating, the two of them started to take a walk. Only then did Fang Zhiyou remember the person who attacked him in the alley before.

Who is that guy... The things in this monster city are too complicated, and the amount of information is too large...

"Do you think you can get extra points when you meet 'thousands of people'?" Fang Zhiyou asked while looking around.

Zhu Liang shook his head to show he didn't know.

"What do you think he looks like..." Fang Zhiyou muttered again, but just as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong.

"I still feel that something is wrong." Zhu Liang also frowned.

Fang Zhiyou deeply agrees.

"You said... If the purpose of skinning someone is to wear it for oneself, then in order not to reveal that the skin on the body belongs to someone else, the prisoner should not choose those people with tattoos to kill..." Zhu Liang tilted her head.

So, not only is it promised not to be a real "mental patient", but the person next door to them is not actually a real "one-of-a-kind"?Both are wrong...

But he knew that it wasn't here that he thought something was wrong. He pondered for a moment, and after organizing his words, he said: "Fatty and Wan Li said that the appearance of 'thousands of people' is very ordinary and ordinary, and it doesn't even look like it looks on anyone. Not a strange face, right? Then why can they notice and remember his face among so many passers-by?"

It is said that you need to meet three times to remember a person's appearance, let alone such an ordinary appearance?

Hearing this, Zhu Liang was also a little frightened, "They lied? Why? Wait..."

"When we added points for the first time, our average score changed from [-] to [-], right?" Zhu Liang asked.

Fang Zhi nodded.

"You think, if a person with a score equal to sixteen is killed during this process, the average value will not change at all." Zhu Liang continued.

When subtracting an average from the total score and subtracting one from the divisor, the answer is the same.

Everyone added one point when they added points for the second time, and they automatically added one point for the dead people. Therefore, in their consciousness, the scores of the dead are still at the average.

There is almost no flaw at all.

"Go back quickly." Fang Zhiyou frowned.

An ominous premonition enveloped the two of them, so they rushed back quickly.

Sure enough, from a long distance, I saw bursts of thick smoke coming out of the hotel, rising upwards, and the noise became one...

The two felt inexplicably unable to move an inch.

"Referee?" Fang Zhiyou shouted, "Referee!"

A horn sounded not far away, and the voice of the man in sunglasses came from inside, "What's the matter?"

"Check the score." Fang Zhiyou said in a deep voice.

"The average score is 28, and the highest score is [-]." The man in the sunglasses answered a bit cruelly.

An average score of 28?

The two looked at each other in disbelief, and their faces turned pale.

Although these guys are not very helpful, but if you ask yourself, they must be a group of extremely lovely companions...

They are people who are strong enough to take pleasure in suffering, they are a group of resolute and brave people...

Pushing aside the crowd, Fang Zhiyou and Zhu Liang saw Lin Rang who was kneeling and crying not far away.

This 17-year-old boy had never cried in the oxygen-deficient stone chamber, never cried when facing a giant snake, but cried like a child for the first time in this place...

The fire was still burning, and there was a pool of dark red blood beside Lin Rang, it was Xiao Qianqian.

She also had burns on her face, and it happened to be the side where she had a blue-black birthmark. She held a half-scorched arm in her arms. You can almost imagine the scene at that time. A man was leaning against the window, He desperately grabbed Xiao Qianqian who was about to fall from the ninth floor.The fire spread, until he himself was scorched into dust, the hope was extinguished, and the girl still fell from the tall building...

"Brother Fang, Brother Fang." Lin Rang's face was dirty, and now he was crying with snot and tears. When he saw Fang Zhiyou, he couldn't help but rushed over, "Uncle Li and the others are gone. ...there are only five of us left..."

Hearing this, Fang Zhiyou patted his head, then looked at Fatty and Wan Li who were panting beside him.

"Brother, listen to what I tell you." Fang Zhiyou patted him on the back, "It's not five left, it's four left."

"Ah?" Lin Rang was still sobbing, probably his brain short-circuited because of crying, and he didn't react for a while.

But Fang Zhiyou's gaze was directed at the fat man, after looking at each other for a while, the fat man suddenly grinned, jumped up, and squeezed into the crowd like a smoke without even seeing his shadow.

Lin Rang looked bewildered, "What, what's going on..."

Fang Zhiyou let out a long sigh, "You remember that 'a thousand people are the same'? Since he can use other people's skin to change his body shape, it is of course not too difficult to change his face."

"Then, that fat brother is gone?" Lin Rang couldn't help it anymore, tears came out again, and he muttered inarticulately, "I'm just a bastard..."

"Hey hey." Fang Zhiyou patted his head, "What are you talking about?"

Lin Rang wept bitterly, "In the first place, even if parents don't want mothers and grandma don't want to raise grandma, why would you let me live if you want people to die..."

"Lin Rang!" Fang Zhi called his name seriously for the first time, "Who the hell said you should die? Why do you call it Gouhuo?"

Zhu Liang pointed to the pile of cardboard boxes not far away and asked, "You moved all those?"

After a long while, little classmate Lin Rang wiped away his tears and nodded, "I wanted to catch Sister Qianqian, but it was too late. They just watched and didn't help me..."

This group of people underground, no wonder the sun doesn't want to shine on them.

This is clearly the indifference that even the sun is helpless.

"Okay, don't cry." Fang Zhiyou didn't dislike him, and wiped his tears with his own sleeve, "When you get out from here, your father still doesn't want you, your mother still doesn't want you, your grandma still doesn't want you, and your grandma still doesn't want you." If you despise you, you can come to me with a bonus."

"..." Why does this sound like it's for a bonus?

"When the time comes, I will be in love with you, Brother Liang, and you will be honest with May [-]rd. If you want to be a soldier, you have to be uneducated." Fang Zhiyou continued.

The words clearly worked.

One way to escape reality is to look to the future.

Lin Rang's little classmate gritted his teeth, holding back the tears that hadn't had time to pour out in the future.

It was only then that Wan Li, who was completely out of shape, came over and asked, "What's going on?"

Now that this matter was mentioned, Fang Zhiyou also asked: "The day you looked for the camera, did you and Fatty really see 'one thousand people'?"

Hearing this, Wan Li smirked and patted her head, "He pointed at someone so firmly and said yes to me, so I believed it... Didn't he? But how did you know that?"

Fang Zhiyou sighed slightly, "Do you still remember what that man looked like?"

Wan Li thought for a while, then shook her head.

"Then how can he remember that that person looks the same as someone he passed by in the morning?" Fang Zhiyou replied.

However, since according to what Zhu Liang said before and the current situation...

"The person who lived next door to us before should be the second urban legend." Fang Zhiyou raised his head, staring at the flames in a daze.

After a while, the police and firefighters came together. The police were responsible for moving the remains, while the firefighters began to put out the fire.

After working for a long time, this matter was finally over. Naturally, the four people's luggage was burnt to ashes, so they checked into other rooms empty-handed.

There were so many people lying there and it was crowded, but now there are only four people left, and it feels a little deserted.

This night is destined to be sleepless, and the four people's minds are always haunted by the helpless wailing of the rest in the fire.

How painful would it be to be torn inch by inch by the raging fire?

On the second day, the newspapers in Monster City published the news. According to the police, the fire was caused by human beings, and the death toll was four, and the murderer was unknown.

After a cursory glance, Fang Zhiyou stuffed the newspaper into the trash can.

Since the person next door is not "a thousand people are the same", why the tattoo on his hand and Xiaoqian...

and many more?

Knowing that a comrade suddenly picked up the newspaper from the trash can.

"Brother Fang?" Lin Rang was taken aback by him.

"No." Fang Zhiyou said in surprise.

So Zhu Liang also came over to look at it, "What?"

Fang Zhiyou pointed to the report: "Look at this, the death toll is four?"

"Uncle Li, Brother Jiang Chun, Brother Deng Zhou, and Sister Qianqian, aren't there four?" Lin Rang counted on his fingers.

Zhu Liang thought of it, "There is still a promise."

"..." Lin Rang touched his head.

Yes, I promised that I should have been with them at the time.

"And that tattoo..." Fang Zhiyou frowned.

Lin Rang was startled, "So, what Xiaoqian is the second urban legend?"

No one could give an answer. After a brief silence, Fang Zhiyou stood up abruptly, "Go to his house again."