Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

"In order not to startle the enemy, I even had a plastic surgery." Long Chulan stroked her exquisite appearance, "Although Building No. 4 will seal the bloodlines and props of all players, what it looks like before entering the instance will be what it will be after entering the instance." .”

No one knows what the Painted Skin Demon Master looks like, but most people know what Fang Ke looks like.

"So you write his name on the wall, hoping to knock the mountain away."

If the Painted Skin Demon Master is really among the remaining players, seeing the words on the wall of 101, he will definitely reveal some flaws.

Long Chulan shook his head: "If the painted skin demon master is such an easily exposed person, he can't live so long. There is no morality and emotion in the infinite amusement park, but there is no way to become a demon master that everyone hates." several."

He killed countless people, and his enemies spread all over the amusement park. Everyone just couldn't find him.

Looking at Long Chulan's helpless appearance, I confirmed once again that Fang Ke is not a treacherous and evil person.

He had already confirmed that the Painted Skin Demon Master was in the "Building No. 4" dungeon, and he could have slaughtered all the players in the dungeon.In this way, no matter how the demon master conceals it, he will surely die.

However, Fang Ke did not do this, because he knew very well that besides the demon master and himself, there were two completely innocent players in this dungeon.

He cherishes life and is not as unscrupulous as he appears.

"So your knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger failed?"

"Of course not, in fact, I have already shocked him, but it still takes a little time for him to jump out by himself."

Think about it, if I were a painted skin demon master, what would I do when I found out that the third-ranked boss in the world was crazily chasing me, and even chased me into the forbidden magic dungeon?

There is no doubt that if I were an old Yinbi, I would not and would not be able to confront the opponent head-on, and I would definitely try my best to escape.

And if you want to stay away, you must escape from the dungeon, and if you want to escape from the dungeon, you must... catch the murderer in Building 4.

I was startled, so the Painted Skin Demon Master's primary target is me right now?

"Honey, are you scared?" Long Chulan blinked, "Don't worry, because you can't be the murderer. If you are with me, we form an alliance, then we must all be players."

Good guy, it turns out that Fang Ke has reached this point from the very beginning.

"Let the Painted Skin Demon Master go investigate the case at ease, don't worry, we still have a day and a half to find him slowly."

One and a half days is the deadline, because neither Fang Ke nor I want to kill innocent people.

There are only three NPCs in this dungeon, and two of them are dead now. If the delay continues, I will have to kill the players according to the rules of the main god.

I nodded slightly, hoping that as Fang Ke said, all troubles would be solved by then.

We didn't wait too long, someone knocked on the door at noon, we just finished dinner, Long Chulan was lying on the sofa, lazy like a well-fed feline.

Hearing the knock on the door, Long Chulan silenced me and walked to the door in person.

Opening the door, a fat face full of flattering smiles squeezed in. It turned out to be Wang Dong?

Long Chulan frowned, turned around and shouted to me: "Honey, your crush is here."

I:……

My hands paused to clean up the dishes, Wang Dong looked at the door blankly, what kind of secret crush, he silently looked at me.

I could only temporarily put down my work, walked over and explained helplessly: "Don't take it to heart, she always likes to joke."

"Hehe," the fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead, brushed off the matter with great winking, and even said with emotion, "It's rare to see couples players in Infinity Amusement Park, especially those who are as loving as you two."

I fell into a deep silence, but Long Chulan smiled happily, and even took the initiative to lead Wang Dong into the room.

Wait, this is my house, right?

Faced with Long Chulanjiu's behavior of occupying the magpie's nest, I chose not to say a word. If I really want to fight her, I will die in her preposterous logic sooner or later.In the face of such abnormalities, the correct solution is to always remain calm.

Wang Dong sat cramped on a chair in the living room, rubbing his plump hands.

I poured him a glass of water, but Wang Dong didn't drink it, but just wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.Strange to say, he was sweating non-stop, but he didn't have the slightest smell on his body. Instead, he had a sober scent like flowers and plants.

"I know this visit is very abrupt, but there is no way, you also saw the writing on the wall." The fat man sighed heavily.

Of course I saw it, because it was Long Chulan who made it up.

"To be honest, the key to this dungeon is playing and solving puzzles. I shouldn't have exposed the identity of the player. But our boss said that no matter what the situation, if you encounter someone on the blacklist, you must give their priority Put it in front of the dungeon. The Painted Skin Demon Master is one of the list."

"Who is your boss?" Long Chulan asked, holding his chin, his tone seemed very casual.

Wang Dong hesitated for a moment, with some pride on his chubby face: "I am a member of Chenxiang Pavilion."

Naturally, I don't know what Chenxiang Pavilion is, it should be a certain guild, who made me just a low-level dungeon boss, fishing in the women's bathroom every day, so the news must not be very well-informed.

Long Chulan was not surprised at all, nodded, and explained to me: "It turned out to be Lin Xiangzhu's person, dear, have you forgotten? Lin Xiangzhu of the Chenxiang Pavilion exchanged a special bloodline to enter Taoism with incense. All the members of their team are born with a good sense of smell."

"Yes," Wang Dong nodded, "so in this dungeon, even if my ability is sealed, I can still smell a lot of things."

"For example, both of you have been to 101 and 301. Although the two rooms smell of blood, there is still a slight difference in the smell."

"Our boss once got something used by the painted skin demon master, let us remember that smell." Wang Dong panicked, "I smelled this smell when I entered Building 4. Painted skin The sorcerer is really here!"

...Are you playing incense, or are you police dogs?

Long Chulan and I looked at each other, and I asked, "In this case, you should be able to directly judge who the Painted Skin Demon Master is?"

Wang Dong shook his head: "The Painted Skin Demon Master realized it. I don't know how he knew it, but now his aura is gone."

"He may know you." Long Chulan said calmly.

The Painted Skin Demon Master is cautious, and Chen Xiangge's talent for smelling is simply invincible, so he must be on guard against it.

"This is also the reason why I came to you. I can't be too cautious about the painted skin demon master. If the two agree, we can temporarily form an alliance. You have heard the name of Chenxiang Pavilion, you should know, our team Members don’t say anything else, they will never break their promises!”

Wang Dong patted his strong chest, I subconsciously looked at Long Chulan, and the fat man also realized that among the two of us, Long Chulan was the leader.

The female white-collar worker shook her hair from her sideburns, smiled and nodded, accepting this alliance.

She even pulled out a piece of white paper and drew a mark on it in order to appease the little fat man's frightened heart.

After the fat man saw it, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his forehead stopped sweating.

When he came to find the couple this time, he was really scared by the Painted Skin Demon Master, so he had no choice but to put all his eggs in one basket, but now it seems that he won the bet.

"I have some friendship with Lin Xiangzhu. Since you are from Chenxiang Pavilion, you are also my brother." Long Chulan took out a lighter like magic, and burned the white paper to ashes.

After sending away the contented fat man, I still couldn't help but ask, "How are you sure he wasn't a painted skin demon master in disguise?"

Painted painting difficult to draw tiger bone, Clothes make the man.

Naturally, that person is called the "Painted Skin Demon Master", and he is very likely to commit evil under the guise of someone else.

"Honey, you are right, demon masters really like to wear a painted skin," Long Chulan said with a smile, "it's just that Wang Dong is definitely not him."

She slowly explained: Because the Painted Skin Demon Master will never take the initiative to approach any player, let alone form an alliance with others.

Even if it is pretended, it will not be pretended.

"Because this copy is "Building No. 4"."

I suddenly realized, indeed, because this copy is "Building No. 4".

Although the alliance of the three of us can better resist the demon master, but it is too conspicuous, and it is easy to be recognized by the boss.If it weren't for the fact that the murderer of this dungeon was myself, the subordinates of the main god would definitely kill the suspected player directly.

The painted skin demon master is afraid of Fang Ke, but he is even more afraid of the boss in Building 4.

Because the player's abilities are all sealed, Fang Ke is just an ordinary person now, but the dungeon boss has the ability to kill people instantly at night.

The reason why Fatty came to us was because he was afraid of demon masters, but demon masters are not afraid of themselves.

Excluding Wang Dong's suspicion, there are only three suspects left in front of us: a female student, a middle-aged woman, and a sickly man.

One of them is an NPC, one is an innocent player, and the other is a painted skin enchanter.

"Honey, I need to work hard on you," Long Chulan approached and said seriously, "After all, you are the only one among us who can use magic."

The mirror spell can spy on the residents, and I immediately understood Long Chulan's intentions.

Now that two people have died in this dungeon, I can actively check the two mirrors and choose two out of three. This ratio sounds good.

In the end, I chose to investigate female students and middle-aged women, not because I was obsessed with women, but because Long Chulan offered to take care of sick and weak men.

"Honey, no man can resist my beauty, except you," Long Chulan pointed out, "Speaking of which, don't you have something to hide? It doesn't matter, my dear, I won't despise you."

I squinted my eyes and told her to get out.

Long Chulan rolled away with a smile. I don't know when the relationship between the two of us has become so close?

After the annoying guy left, I touched the mirror on the bedroom table again, and my body slowly sank into the mirror world like a river, and followed the silver light to room 102.

Middle-aged women are not in the bedroom, nor are they in the living room.In the morning, my range of activities was limited, so I could only prick up my ears and listen quietly to the sound of her washing and cutting vegetables in the kitchen.

She chopped for more than an hour. Is this going to make dumplings?

I silently looked at the furnishings in the bedroom, and my eyes fell on the photo of the husband and wife on the bedside table: in the photo, the husband smiled honestly and shyly, his face was fair, his hands were dipped in red ink, and there were traces of chalk on his sleeves.

I waited for another half an hour, but still did not see the middle-aged woman entering the room, so I could only leave from the mirror and go to the female student's room on the fifth floor.

Fortunately this time, the other party was writing at the desk, and a vanity mirror happened to be in her hand, and I could directly peek at her notes from the mirror.

The female student looked a little anxious, she lowered her head and bit her fingers from time to time, not even stopping the biting blood from her little finger. She picked up the fountain pen and wrote vigorously in the diary.

[April 5, Sunday, sunny]

She paused for a moment and continued writing.

[People in the class are bullying Xiaomei again, I don't understand why, Xiaomei has done nothing wrong.They smeared swear words of various colors in Xiaomei's textbook, and hid them in various places for Xiaomei to find.I saw Xiaomei was crying all the time, squatting on the ground to fumble for the textbooks, she is so pitiful, she is too timid to tell the teacher, and she doesn't have any friends in the class.

What's more, Xiaomei also took out the love letter written to the boy she loves that Xiaomei hid, and they read it aloud to everyone in the class.Xiaomei covered her face with tears flowing from her fingers, she looked as if she wanted to jump directly from upstairs.

I was angry about this, I stopped those people and told them Xiaomei was my deskmate and good friend, and I would always protect her. 】

The diary stopped here, and the female student started biting her fingers again.

Judging from this diary alone, the female student is a good child who protects the weak and bullied at the same table, but I always feel that something is wrong.

After staring at these few lines for a while, I slowly raised my eyebrows and raised the corners of my mouth.

This diary is a complete lie.