I died on the first day of the game

The last one to come out was the owner of the house, and he returned to his expressionless face, and chased people away without any politeness as soon as he entered the living room: "You should go."

Only then did Liping realize that the NPC had a different attitude towards him last night, but he only regarded it as the preferential treatment given to him by the game and didn't think much about it.

No matter what others think, Yi Mian has always carefully kept the changes of various NPCs in her heart.

After the NPC finished speaking, they ignored them and stood by the door alone. The survivors knew that there would be no clues if they stayed any longer, so they left here happily.

"A day in this game is much shorter than in reality."

Qin Shuning emphasized her discovery again.

This is not good news. Counting it, there are only four days left before the masquerade. Her sole task is to gain the trust of the assassin. Qin Shuning decided to give up when she saw the card. It is difficult enough to find the assassin. It is not as good as a knife It's a joy to stab the opponent to death.

Others also had their own thoughts, and no one spoke for a while.

While thinking, Yi Mian suddenly felt someone approaching, and immediately turned her head slightly sideways, only to see Jiang Suhui standing behind him, looking at him innocently, stretching out her hand as if to pat her on the shoulder.

Yi Mian raised her eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?"

The corners of Jiang Suhui's mouth raised slightly, but the end of his eyes drooped to accuse him of his indifference: "So ruthless, can't I just say hello to you after a long time?"

The brown-haired young man changed from his previous slump, his demeanor returned to normal, and he opened his mouth to see a long list of grievances.

Jiang Su's behavior in the past two days has been very strange, but Yi Mian has no interest in exploring other people's privacy, and said indifferently: "It's okay."

"Hey, hey, wait!"

Seeing that he was about to turn around and leave, Jiang Su took two steps back and rushed to the front, squinting his eyes and glanced at the place where Yan Chuwu was standing: "Your friend... seems familiar?"

Yi Mian's eyebrows twitched slightly, and instead of following his gaze, she just looked at the other person: "What do you mean?"

"I remember when I met you for the first time, he was the only NPC on the field, right?" Jiang Suhui made an expression recalling the good old days, "You guys still drink tea together..."

"so?"

Jiang Suhui opened the corner of his mouth maliciously: "One thing I have to tell you is that NPCs cannot participate in the game as survivors, so guess what the Lord God will do to him?"

Yi Mian's expression remained unchanged: "Then you should remind him, not me."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Jiang Suhui suddenly laughed out loud: "If you really don't want to hear it, you should go away at the first sentence I say."

Yi Mian knew he should walk away now, but he didn't.

In this short period of hesitation, he had already acquiesced to the other party's words.

worried?It's impossible not to worry, Chu Wu has helped him so many times, he has already classified the other party as a friend, and there are some emotions that he doesn't understand in his worry, so Yi Mian didn't refute.

He found that Jiang Suhui had undergone an indescribable change after not seeing him for a while.

The words that used to be considered malicious at best, now reveal malice.

Yi Mian cautiously said: "I see, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Suhui's tone changed, and he waved his hand easily: "It's nothing~ Why are you so nervous, do you think I'm going to inform the Lord God?"

Perhaps seeing the distrust written on Yi Mian's face, he took another small step forward and whispered in the other's ear, "Do you believe it? The Lord God is watching us right now."

Yi Mian's mind was full of thoughts in an instant.

He would not underestimate any hypothesis, and immediately thought of the recent targeting of him by the main god, the traps of the game, and the abnormality of the second world.

While thinking about it, another person approached beside him.

Zhang Shijie walked straight over and stood between the two of them: "Hey, what are you talking about secretly here?"

Jiang Su didn't refuse anyone who came back, smiled at him, and responded in a good mood: "We're talking about relationship issues, are you interested too?"

The corner of Zhang Shijie's mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't say what he had prepared. He gave him a vicious look and said, "Don't talk to me! Are you two in an alliance?"

Jiang Su responded with support: "Wow, you can see this?"

Yi Mian saw that the two of them were talking about other topics, knowing that there was no more information, she turned and walked away.

Zhang Shijiewen didn't expect that Jiang Suhui would not play the cards according to the routine, and all the drafts he had written were disturbed. After Yi Mian left, he simply put on a look of seeing through everything, and replied to Jiang Su: "Don't It’s going around in circles! They’re all teammates, so just get to the bottom of it, you’re the king, right?”

"Oh, you really..."

Jiang Suhui hung on purposely for half a sentence, watching the man's changing expression with great interest, "You're so stupid, why do you think I'll tell you?"

The man gritted his teeth angrily, clenched his fists and wished he could slap him in the face immediately.

But this idea only turned around in his mind, and he was quickly kicked out. After all, he set himself up as a mindless impulse, not a violent maniac. Unnecessary alienation from others.

Jiang Suhui's personality is weird and changeable, so it's not a good starting point.

Maybe his cousin would come in handy.

Zhang Shijie began to think of other ways.

When Jiang Su saw that he didn't speak, he whistled boredly, and walked away with the group.

The town is surrounded by tall walls, which clearly enclose the playground.

At this point, no one tried to climb over it to challenge the rules of the game. A few people walked to the wall and began to repeat the steps of yesterday - find an unlocked yard where they can go in and investigate.

Because there was a hidden assassin in the team, the eight people had been paying attention to each other to keep a distance. This range was widened by those who wanted to, Yi Mian was in the middle of the team, and Liping, who was at the front, was almost out of his sight range.

They turned back along yesterday's route and passed the King's Tower again. Yi Mian turned her head and swept past inadvertently, and suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

At some point, a gap appeared in the door, and two cold eyes stared at him slantingly behind the door.

He subconsciously stopped and looked over carefully.

The door was closed tightly, and the swipe just now seemed to be an illusion.

"what happened?"

Chu Wu noticed his abnormality, caught up with him in a few steps, and asked in a low voice from behind.

Just as Yi Mian was about to say something, when she remembered the sensitive name of this building, she paused: "It's okay, be careful."

The two were about to continue walking, when Liping suddenly turned back and said anxiously to them: "Wait! Don't go away yet!"

He even yelled several times, and other teammates also gathered over.

"what happened?"

"Why don't you go?"

"Is there anything up ahead?"

"It's nothing, it's just, uh, I think the house in front is locked, why don't you look back..."

Li Ping explained as usual, but Yi Mian noticed a few drops of sweat rolling from his forehead, and the fingertips hanging on both sides of his body trembled slightly.

Qin Shuning also felt that he was talking nonsense: "Is there something wrong with you? When you think about it, do you think about it?"

This kind of baseless rhetoric obviously couldn't convince the other teammates, and they passed Liping and didn't care about his dissuasion.

Liping's eyes darkened, and he hurried to the front again: "I'm sorry, I took it for granted! Let me lead the way!"

Qin Shuning walked around him with a weird expression. She really felt more and more unreasonable about this person, or could mental illness enter the game?

Walking through the tall building, behind it is an open door, hidden in the bushes, an inconspicuous small house.

Zhang Shijie deliberately asked Liping loudly: "Is this what you said is locked? Or is there some shady secret in this house?"

Liping hurriedly said: "...how do I know what's in the game? I just didn't see it just now."

Although the others were doubtful, his explanation was indeed reasonable, and there was no other evidence, so they did not investigate it carefully.

Zhang Shijie was pushed past by him, and rolled his eyes: "Cut, why are you walking so fast?"

Liping hurriedly walked through the door first.

Yi Mian quickly followed and followed closely behind.

The north side, the back side of the King's Building, the small house...everything can match what Liping said last night.

He doesn't believe in coincidences in games.

There were dense trees planted inside and outside the yard, so Liping walked around to the back of the house under cover, stretched out his hand to open the window, and went in directly.

Yi Mian stood behind the tree, watching him wistfully rummaging through the house.

Zhang Shijie leaned against the fence at the door, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he walked behind Miao Yingying, and touched the other person's waist.

Miao Yingying's body froze for a moment, she knew who was coming without turning her head, and said in a low voice, "...what's wrong?"

Zhang Shijie was dissatisfied: "Have you figured out the identity of those two people?"

Miao Yingying bit her lip: "No, no...they don't tell me anything..."

"Nonsense, it's not relative, why did they tell you? Didn't I teach you the method?"

Miao Yingying almost burst into tears again. The man's so-called method was to make her sell herself and abandon her dignity.

"Hurry up, do you hear me, you are not afraid of dying in the game, have you forgotten Aunt Wang? I promise you to help her pay for these two months of medicine, okay?"

Zhang Shijie's every word poked at Miao Yingying's wound, she was not afraid of her own death, she was only afraid that after death, there would be no one to take care of her mother.

In fact, this man tried to mess with her a few months ago, but because he is a single-parent family and his mother suffers from chronic diseases, his family savings have been exhausted. If she dies, the mother will only have this older cousin to rely on One or two, so she didn't reveal anything about Zhang Shijie to her mother.

"I see."

Miao Yingying had no choice but to agree.

"Don't let me down." Zhang Shijie smiled, turned and left satisfied.

Liping came out of the house and went straight to the front door, took out a key, shook it, and said to everyone:

"Found it under the flower pot, and I guess it's the key to the front door."

Yi Mian watched him open the door majestically, calling everyone to go in.

He had also observed carefully through the window just now, and this place was no different from other houses, but Liping acted very familiar, and took the key from under the flowerpot without even looking at it.

Yi Mian walked around the living room, deliberately turned into the room where Liping came out through the window, and the other party followed up vigilantly.

There are some daily life decorations on the table, the alarm clock and stationery are scattered, like a room that has really lived in.

He randomly opened several drawers, and heard Liping's shortness of breath again.

Yi Mian pretended not to notice, and continued to open the wardrobe and bedside table.

But there are only some clothes and table lamps that are so ordinary that they cannot be more ordinary.

Liping finally couldn't help but said: "It seems that there is nothing here, why don't we go out and have a look?"

After finally finding the clue, how could Yi Mian listen to him? He sat down against the table and didn't have any intention of going out: "Go, I'm tired."

Liping and him looked at each other for a while, and finally left reluctantly.

Yi Mian took the pencil on the table in her hand and stared at his back.

So why is Liping nervous?Even if this is his fictional house, he can pretend not to know, unless it really has something to do with him.

The black-haired youth looked around again, and finally found the violation.

There was a square bulge on the wall above the desktop. He touched it carefully with his hands. It turned out to be a wallpaper that was pasted later. If it weren't for the different thicknesses at the corners, he would have been hard to find.

He carefully removed the wallpaper, and a group photo was exposed in front of his eyes.

Liping stood between two NPCs, smiling brightly.