Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

The faces of the players changed, obviously remembering the corpses on the platform.

And what's even more frightening is that the flight attendant's words gave them a lot of room for imagination. What if something disguised as a player got on the bus with them?

The dungeon information has hinted that that thing is good at disguising.

They couldn't tell who was the real player and who was the ghost in disguise.

There are 60 seats in a car, four seats in a row, a total of 15 rows.

In the third row, the calm-looking middle-aged player Lin Pingliao calmed down and said, "Is this number related to the seat?"

"Of course..." The smile on Hei Ying's face was even wider, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears.

He moved his head that seemed to be rusted, and his closed eyes looked at the speaker accurately, "The fewer the numbers... the seats... the more forward..."

And what the front seat means, all the players present are very clear.

As soon as the flight attendant finished speaking, the "stupid" Jinda who lost his luggage couldn't wait to raise his hand, "One, just one!"

Lin Wen couldn't stop it in time, a deep furrow formed between his brows.

He disagreed: "The ghost that turned into black smoke is indeed the most obvious, but it cannot be ruled out that there are other ghosts that have not been discovered."

The purpose of Lin Wen's speech was out of kindness. He wanted to remind the young man to be more cautious.

But Jinda didn't appreciate it, and said disdainfully: "I'm not stupid! Isn't the purpose of ghosts pretending to be players to want our lives? Can't I tell who is malicious to me?"

After saying that, Jin Da turned his head and glared at Shen Qingcheng fiercely.

For example, this gorgeous man looks like a ghost the most to me!

The "beautiful" Shen Qingcheng chuckled, and responded with an eyeball-gouging motion.

"5 minutes..." the flight attendant hoarsely said, "It's time for everyone...to make a choice...one...the first row...two...the second row...and so on..."

this rule...

Shen Qingcheng suddenly frowned.

Lu Qi asked in a low voice, "What did you think of?"

Shen Qingcheng thought about it carefully, and also whispered to the man: "There are 15 rows of seats in total, and there are also 15 players who have the right to choose subjectively. Is this number a coincidence?"

At that moment, he even suspected that everything around him was fake, and all the players except himself were ghosts in disguise.

All he met were ghosts, so he should sit in row No.15.

Shen Qingcheng turned his head to look at the person beside him, then shook his head.

If he can pretend that Lu Qi is so real, then this ghost is too scary.

Whether it's a coincidence or not, they can't judge for the time being, the existing information is still too little.

After understanding the rules clearly, some players have already started to act.

Another player sitting in the first row silently lifted his luggage and moved back a row.

Players sitting in the middle and back rows are more or less adjusted forward.

Players gathered in the first three rows, and the front row was quickly filled up, and those who moved a little later could only stand in the open space in the middle.

Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi went to the first row, but there were no seats left in the first row, so they had to stand first.

Jin Da sat firmly in his seat from the beginning to the end, and when he saw Shen Qingcheng standing, he laughed unabashedly.

Shen Qingcheng was too lazy to talk to him, he was more curious about Lu Qi's experience than wasting time on this kind of person.

But now the "teacher" is adjusting the seat according to the "grade", so I will ask later.

The grades came out and someone lied.

Jin Da was full of disbelief, stood up and retorted excitedly, "Impossible! How could I be in the second row? I have only seen one, and that is the man who was stabbed to death!"

The flight attendant quietly "watched" him.

Jin Da was still arguing for himself, but suddenly his expression changed while he was talking.

He remembered that a player had approached him.

She took the child and said that her luggage was too heavy to carry, so she asked him for help.

What a joke, if he had extra strength he would have thrown his luggage away? !

Thinking of this, Jin Da fiercely looked at Lan Xiu'er in the fourth row.

Lan Xiu'er was caught off guard by the man's gaze, and was so startled that she hugged the child tightly and quickly lowered her head.

Shen Qingcheng: "It's quite fierce now, and it's not her who approached you."

Of course Jinda knew, but he couldn't help venting his anger.

He held his breath and moved his things to the second row.

The flight attendant said, "The third row..."

Jinda: "Just these two! No more!"

"The third row..." The flight attendant hiding in the darkness suddenly put away the smile on his face, bent down and said harshly, "Because...you lied..."

A gust of cold air sprayed from the flight attendant's mouth to Jinda's forehead and face.

Jin Da seemed to be woken up suddenly by a basin of cold water, and his mind, which was dazzled by anger, finally regained some sense.

Only then did he see clearly that the flight attendant didn't close his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be glued together by nature, with only one seam that wasn't completely separated.

His heart was about to jump out of his chest, Jinda honestly took his things and went to the third row behind, not daring to speak anymore.

But when he found that Shen Qingcheng was looking at him, he still dared to stare back.

Shen Qingcheng withdrew his gaze lightly, and said, "I was lied to."

This is being lied to.

The flight attendant asked them to recall that they encountered several non-humans who were not companions on the way to the car, but these non-humans were all disguised, and it was impossible for every player to answer correctly.

Lu Qi nodded, "It's a lie to say the wrong number, and it's punishment to change the number later."

If a few numbers are wrong, adjust a few rows back.

Shen Qingcheng: "Did you find out that the player who said the right number chose the seat based on the number, and the player who said the wrong number actually made the adjustment based on the wrong number."

For example, if a player actually encountered 5 ghosts, but he thought and reported 3, then he would be moved back two rows on the basis of 5.

Eventually the person will sit in the seventh row.

Lu Qi: "Yes."

From this point of view, the first seat adjustment is very random, and the front row and the back row mainly depend on luck.

If you want to sit in the front row, you will not only encounter fewer ghosts, but also get the numbers right.

Shen Qingcheng turned his head and glanced at the rearmost position.

In the dim light, the rust on the seats and doors looked more and more like dried blood.

He said: "Then we are lucky."

The first seat adjustment, the players were all in the first five rows, and only Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi were in the first row.

After the flight attendant left, Shen Qingcheng thought about it, "I think we might have taken advantage of being the last one to go. Isn't it obviously unreasonable to run into other players at the end?"

Lu Qi: "Maybe."

"It's because we went down the stairs separately that the ghosts can take advantage of it!" The man didn't speak, he continued: "By the way, you only met the one who pretended to be me?"

Lu Qi: "Yes."

Shen Qingcheng: "Then how did you recognize that he wasn't mine?"

Lu Qi paused for two seconds, turned his head and asked, "How did you know it wasn't me?"

Shen Qingcheng didn't have the slightest bit of embarrassment, and answered generously: "Because he touched me. When did you take the initiative to be so enthusiastic towards me, it must be a lie."

Lu Qi raised her eyebrows, and her tone sank two points, "Touch you?"

"Didn't I sweat a little on my forehead when I went down the stairs, and he was wiping my sweat." After speaking, Shen Qingcheng touched his chin, "Well, that's kind of considerate?"

Lu Qi: "..."

Lu Qi looked slightly cold.

The sky was getting later and later, the last ray of light in the sky disappeared, and the whole earth was shrouded in darkness.

The night is very quiet, there are no insects, no birds, only the withered yellow grass leaves on both sides of the railway track swaying with the night wind.

A train "Harmony" with vermilion patent leather rumbled through the night, and only the ninth of the 18 carriages was dimly lit.

In the carriage, Shen Qingcheng touched his stomach after finishing the chat with Lu Qi.

The milk baby in the back row seemed to have a heart-to-heart with him, and then started to cry, and the crying was so loud that it hurt people's brains.

When he looked back, Lan Xiu'er was comforting the little boy while checking his luggage, and she was so anxious that she was crying with the little boy.

Could it be that the bottle was not found?

Even unweaned milk babies are not spared, Goubi has no conscience and no humanity!

Only when Shen Qingcheng scolded his butt together would he be comfortable.

After scolding, he rummaged through his and Lu Qi's luggage, and there was a mess of everything in it, most clothes, but there was no food.

Shen Qingcheng had no choice but to get up and walk to the door connecting the eighth carriage.

The door was closed as the flight attendant left.

Later Lu Qi asked, "What are you doing?"

While groping for a way to open the door, he replied, "I'm hungry, let's see if there is anything to eat."

Hey, found it.

Shen Qingcheng grabbed the handle and pushed the door open to both sides.

A tall and thin black figure behind the door was looking down at Shen Qingcheng, motionless, as if it had maintained this posture before the door was opened.

Shen Qingcheng calmly glanced behind this person, obviously there was a light on this side, but he couldn't see anything on the other side as if he was covered by a layer of black cloth.

He made a gesture of eating, regardless of the other party's eyes being closed at all, "I'm hungry, do you offer dinner?"

Lu Qi didn't know when he walked to Shen Qingcheng's side, and faced the black shadow blocking the door with him with a cold face.

The flight attendant in the old-fashioned uniform took out a note from the bag on his chest stiffly, "Remuneration..."

The famished Shen Qingcheng couldn't wait for the flight attendant to be so slow, so he grabbed the note and unfolded it.

The speed was so fast and the movements were so neat that Lu Qi's forehead twitched.

There are only four big characters written on the note: equal-area exchange.

It is an equal-area exchange, not an equivalent exchange.

Both Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi were not stupid, and they quickly realized what the "accumulation" on the note referred to.

It's luggage.

The train provides food, provided that they exchange it with luggage of the same size.

Shen Qingcheng: "Let me just say, when you prepare your luggage, you prepare your luggage. How could you prepare a bag of bricks? It turned out to be used in this way."

Fortunately, I am smart and quick-witted!

Later, Jin Da was paying attention to Shen Qingcheng secretly, and when he heard the other party mention his brick, he immediately became more concentrated.

Shen Qingcheng discussed with Lu Qi: "Is one brick enough? I think it's quite big, should it be enough?"

Lu Qi: "Look what it is."

If it is bread, it may only be as big as a fist when pressed tightly.

Shen Qingcheng said straightforwardly: "Then eat two yuan!" We are not bad!

The rest of the eavesdropping players: ? ? ?

What's going on, is this hungry and crazy planning to eat bricks?

The food was exchanged randomly. Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi exchanged two bricks for an equal volume of red wine and steak.

Players: ! ! !

What do you still not understand now, bricks can be exchanged for food!

Players who didn't bother to rummage through their luggage quickly took out their luggage and rummaged through it.

The excitement of finding a piece or two, the frustration and worry of finding nothing.

Among them, Jinda's emotional ups and downs are the most, so a big bag of bricks, a big bag of food, now belongs to someone else!

It was supposed to be his!

"That's mine!" He yelled and rushed towards Shen Qingcheng who was lowering his head to smell the aroma of steak.

"噗——" a black light flashed.

Everyone didn't even see what was going on, and after regaining consciousness, a long black knife was placed on Jinda's neck.

A trace of coolness was transmitted from the blade to the skin, arousing layers of goose bumps.

Lu Qi held the handle of the knife, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, "Say it again, whose fault it is."

The author has something to say:

Lu Qi: Tell me, who does Shen Meiren belong to!

Shen Qingcheng: I have nothing to do with you (slightly)