I received a bounce from a non-existent player

I froze for a moment, not expecting it to chat with me secretly.

If the train you are driving is facing two forks, one person is lying on one track, and four people are lying on the other, which direction will you drive if you cannot stop?

In fact, in this kind of life-threatening game, it was obvious that I lost my composure when I chose the second young master in the first round: I would trade one of the second young master's life for the other four lives including mine.

But what if that person is me?In this game where no one can survive, will I give up the possibility of my own survival and sacrifice myself to keep the other four people?Before I could come up with a result, it whispered to me again:

[Yunli] whispered to you: The letter the ghost received indicated that she was a ghost.This time you are not.

My eyes were fixed on the word "she".

Is it a woman?Among the five players, there are only two girls besides me, one is Xiuluo [Xinmeng], and the other is Dujie [Xianjian's Little Padded Jacket].

I don't know if the ghost gang leader only chatted with me or everyone, and I don't know if what he said is true, or if he just wants to provoke us to be suspicious of each other.

No one spoke, and no one turned himself in.A few seconds later, five figures appeared on the screen.What was different from last time was that this time, there was a piece of iron hanging above everyone's head.

[Team][Yunli]: Click on the one you think is a ghost.

The second countdown begins.

My mind was full of the word "she" from the leader of the ghost gang, and I went back to read the description again. Although I felt that the possibility of Xiuluo being a "ghost" was relatively high, I still couldn't click on it.

I eagerly glanced in Jiang Heng's direction, hoping that the last 20-second time limit would delay enough time so that I wouldn't have to make any choice that was almost tantamount to killing someone.

After the countdown jumps to 15, the color gradually becomes blood red.Bright red slowly trickled down from the numbers, soaking the screen like blood.

Jiang Heng was still helpless.In the last five seconds, I really had no choice but to click on the villain in the middle.

On the screen, the villain I clicked was infinitely close to the screen like last time, and then a pale face was spread out in front of my eyes.I was mentally prepared this time, so at least I held back and didn't cry out.After the face disappeared, a few paragraphs of text appeared on the team channel:

[Team][Yunli]: [Langya], 0 votes.

[Team] [Yun Li]: [Lu Xiaoyu], 0 votes.

[Team][Yunli]: [Xinmeng], 2 votes.

[Team][Yunli]: [Scissor's padded jacket], 3 votes.

[Team][Yunli]: [Non-Chief Salt Crispy Chicken], 0 votes.

I opened my eyes wide.How can this be?Du Jie would not vote for herself, so she must have voted for Xiuluo like me, but the answer is so vague, how could everyone vote for Du Jie except me and Du Jie?

At this moment, Jiang Heng finally shouted "I found it" over there.My heart tightened, and I hurried over, freed one hand, and lit the wick of the plain candle he placed in front of the tombstone with a lighter.

A trace of white smoke floated from the plain candle.

hurry up……

[Team][Junli]: The answer is wrong. [Scissor's little padded jacket] was punished.

The moment this sentence came out, the iron block on the head of the figure corresponding to the poisonous sister fell off.

I almost stopped breathing.

Didn't have time?

The next second, a female voice suddenly burst out into the phone, and I was so frightened that I screamed and almost smashed the phone.

The original game interface suddenly turned into the scene of the front camera of the computer. A young woman was staring at the screen, her jaw dropped, her dark mouth was opened to the limit, and it was almost impossible for a human to make an expression.

Suddenly, she rolled her eyes and slammed her head on the keyboard, at the same time a piece of the ceiling fell and was caught by the last lingering cable before it hit her, rattling a few centimeters above her head.

There was a scream and commotion nearby, and a person yelled loudly: "A piece of the ceiling has fallen!!"

"Did you hit anyone!?" "It seems to be fine, she passed out by herself..."

I stared at the screen on the phone with a tight throat.When being pulled up hurriedly by others, the woman's expression had already returned to normal, the upper half of her face was bloody and bloody, her eyes were closed tightly with a face of exhaustion, and she didn't know if her eyes were okay.

After a few inspections, they said a few words, "She seems to be fine," and dragged and hugged her out with all their strength.

The chair was turned slightly by her legs.The light blocked by her body was able to shine again, illuminating the keyboard from which several keycaps had been thrown out.The key was soaked in scarlet blood, and there were some tissues that resembled pieces of meat stuck to it.

According to common sense, no matter how hard you hit the keyboard with your forehead, there will be a few blood marks, how could it be possible to pierce into the skin and goug out the flesh and blood.

But the scene in front of him is just so ridiculous.When she smashed it down, the keyboard became a board full of thorns, piercing her bloody.

"Don't watch." Jiang Heng stretched out his hand to block the screen.

I looked at him in shock: "What's going on? This person...is this person the Five Poisons?"

"It should be her." He nodded, looked back at the black-and-white photo on the tombstone, and frowned indistinctly, "We should have just caught up, and she was only injured when the game was stopped. , people are not dead."

I was dumbfounded, and followed his gaze.The woman in the photo is indeed very beautiful, with curved eyebrows and eyes, which is indeed somewhat consistent with Xiuluo's description, but it may be due to psychological reasons, and the smile on the corner of her mouth makes me feel uncomfortable.

Her smile was not as vicious as Mrs. Huan's, but rather sad - the air on the plain candle was slightly distorted, which made her smile grow deeper.

After the camera screen on the mobile phone was turned off, the mobile phone display did not return to the game screen of Yangzhou City, but went black and shut down.

Right.Now that the ghost leader's soul has vanished, the mobile phone should naturally not be able to play games.

"Is it over?" I asked in a low voice as if talking to myself while clutching my phone.

Jiang Heng glanced at me: "Why, haven't you been scared enough?"

I immediately shook my head, but there was an unspeakable uneasiness in my heart.

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We found a lively little Internet cafe nearby.The first thing I did after boarding Jian San in a hurry was to see how the details of the third book in the bag changed.

Unexpectedly, although the reading status of the book shows "read", the details of the yellow word have not been updated to the same as the command and Mrs. Huan's "the most regrettable thing before dying is what happened to a person", right click Can't open it, can't read it.

I was puzzled and retreated many times.The book is exactly the same as before, except that the reading state has changed.

There is only one sentence in my secret chat:

[Xinmeng] said quietly: You can quit the gang.I'm leaving first, so you should hurry back too.

Since the answer to choosing Sister Poison was wrong, then the "ghost" would most likely be this Xiuluo.I stared at her ID for a while, but didn't say anything in the end. After all, people are not sages, and self-preservation is natural. Besides, we don't know each other at all. She has no reason to choose to commit suicide to save us.

Naturally, I don't want to stay longer in the ghost gang, but before retiring from the gang, I took a look at the list of gang members: there are only me and the ghost gang leader, and the last day the gang leader went online was in September 14.

After quitting the gang, I didn't read the details of the fourth book.Too many things have happened recently, and I myself have a lot of knots that need to be sorted out slowly.

Although it has nothing to do with whether I read or not, I still want to give myself a little vacation.