You don't decrypt at all do you?

Zhu Wen made a gesture, and continued: "So there is a high probability that it is a woman's hair, and there are pieces of meat under the floor drain. Let's assume that a woman was mutilated in the bathroom."

The thin and tall man: "..." Stop analyzing, I'm about to pee.

"That is to say." Zhu Wen concluded: "If there is a ghost, it is probably a female ghost. But he is a male."

Zhu Wen pointed to the thin and tall man: "There is a difference between men and women. When the female ghost comes over while he is taking a bath, who will be embarrassed when you talk about it?"

Qi Yuming: "..."

The thin and tall man: "..."

Thanks, I don't seem to be too scared.

"Hahahaha, stupid, good logic!"

"I wish this child can talk when he is young"

"A new audience asks, has this Zhu Wen always talked like this?"

"Going back to the front, it's like this hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

"Thank you Zhu Wen, I am no longer afraid of female ghosts"

The tall, skinny guy went to take a shower.

He also didn't care that there was a female player in the small building, who was ready to rush out at any time with the bathroom door ajar.

Although there is a bathtub, normal people are not in the mood to soak in a bucket of blood.

The tall and thin man was beaten up by Zhu Wen so badly this morning that he even rolled down the stairs, at least he had to wash his hair.

It's not that he likes to be clean, the problem is that he is an old oily man, and if he doesn't wash his hair one day, he wants to change his hair the next day, and he has to wash it if he doesn't.

He stood anxiously in front of the sink, hesitated for a while, then bent down to flush the water through gritted teeth.

"...What kind of shampoo, what about hot eyes."

The tall and thin man muttered, not daring to close his eyes for a long time, and reached out to touch the T-shirt he took off just now, ready to wipe it off.

Eh?

Is it on the towel rack?

"Why not..."

The tall and thin man tried his best to open his eyes, enduring the stinging pain in his eyes and looking towards the towel rack.

……

"I am stupid!!——"

"Boom!—"

"Boom!—"

From the bathroom came the scream of the tall and thin man and the sound of heavy objects being overturned.

Zhu Wen reacted the fastest, bounced off the sofa when he heard the sound, and ran towards the bathroom.

Qi Yuming and other players followed closely behind - compared to the previous level, this is the difference between a veteran and a novice.

Open the bathroom door.

Zhu Wen: "..."

The tall, thin man was naked from the upper body, lying sprawled on the ground.

"Yes, there are ghosts!"

The tall and thin man crawled out with hands and feet, grabbed Zhu Wen's ankle and said, "There is a ghost!"

Zhu Wen stared at him for a while, then took out a tissue and handed it to him: "You have a nosebleed."

The thin and tall man: "..." Didn't you hear the ghost?

It's normal in the bathroom.

Ordinary water from a sink, ordinary foam all over the floor, and ordinary blood all over the floor.

What the hell?

Qi Yuming asked amusedly: "Did you misread it?"

"impossible!"

The tall and thin man regained his strength a little, got up and stuffed his nostrils with a tissue, and buzzed: "That ghost thing is grabbing my clothes, with a blue and white hand! The blood vessels are all black!"

"It's right there!" He turned around in a hurry, pointing to the towel rack.

No?

How can it be?

The tall and thin man had a dark face, but he didn't dare to go in and look for it.

Several players looked at each other seeing the thin and tall man's description so accurately.

It is impossible to take a bath.

The tall, thin man with foam on his head, went to the kitchen to rinse it carelessly under the faucet.

He shook his wet hair and straightened up: "I don't care why I didn't think of washing here...Little brother, why are you going?" He saw Zhu Wen going to the bathroom.

Zhu Wen glanced at him: "Take a shower."

The thin and tall man shut up in surprise: "..."

This person has no guts and doesn't know how to write the word "fear", right?

After something like that happened, Zhu Wen dared to go in and take a bath?

When Qi Yuming was ready to go out, he ordered a pennant for Zhu Wen. Don't write anything on it, just the word "courage" is enough.

After about 40 minutes, Zhu Wen came out.

He stroked his half-dried hair with a towel, and said to everyone in the room: "I've flushed the bathroom, who else wants to wash?"

Players: "?? What?"

They approached Zhu Wen with inexplicable faces and looked into the bathroom.

Where is there any blood, the whole bathroom is bright and bright, revealing the freshness of an online model room.

The players looked at Zhu Wen, speechless—has this little brother forgotten that they are risking their lives now?

"I."

At this moment, the female player who had never spoken from the beginning spoke up.

She stepped into the bathroom and turned to close the door.

After thinking about it, he stopped and reached out to Zhu Wen: "Hi, my name is Ji Shuang."

"Zhu Wen." Zhu Wen shook hands with her.

The female player...that is, Ji Shuang nodded and closed the bathroom door.

The remaining 3 male players: "..." What about the blind date? !

008: NPC game experience is extremely poor

After Zhu Wen took a shower, he continued to play with his butterfly knife.

He tried his hand with the low wrought iron table in the living room, um, the iron was cut like mud.

I wish Wen was satisfied and put away the butterfly knife.

Qi Yuming touched his elbow and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing in the bathroom?"

"It's nothing." Zhu Wen was very disappointed that Chris really couldn't get pomegranates, and even mentioned that he wanted to drink them.

He said without interest: "120 hours, that is, 5 days, probably we will all live here. They are always afraid that the bathroom will take up the memory of the brain and affect the clearance time. It may look better after it is cleaned."

Qi Yuming stopped talking.

Zhu Wen is really weird. Most people would do their best to avoid unknown death triggers in the game.The extreme ones dared to kill even players from the same faction in order to survive.

"..." Qi Yuming pursed his lips, with deep thought in his eyes.

It's a good thing.

It's a great thing to have a player like Zhu Wen in the game - the game is crazy, people can't be crazy after all, right?

Zhu Wen didn't like chatting very much, seeing that Qi Yuming had stopped talking, he lowered his head and thought about his own affairs.

If he remembered correctly, the only way for a player to die in the game is to trigger the death condition and be killed.

As far as his ability is concerned - he is by no means complacent, even if he really triggers the death condition, as long as an invisible guillotine does not fall from the sky and cut him in half within 1 second, he will be able to deal with it for a while .

What's more, he also has a piece of {White Rabbit's Blessing}, which can resist a fatal injury.

120 hours.

Zhu Wen raised his hand and pointed at the armrest of the sofa, and had a bold idea.

Wait until tomorrow.

Zhu Wen made up his mind and raised his head.

It just so happened that Ji Shuang came out of the shower and was twisting her white hair with her hands.

Ok?

gray hair?

The players looked at her one after another, and the tall and thin one murmured, "Woc...wasn't she still black-haired just now?"

Another male player answered in a low voice, "Look at her eyes, is this a human or a ghost?"

Ji Shuang, who took off his hat, exposed his entire face to the light.

She was as white as a piece of paper, but the warm yellow light seemed to admire her especially, coating her exquisite eyebrows and eyes with a hazy golden layer.She raised her eyes to look at them, her indifferent eyes were faintly red.

"Have you never seen disposable hair dye, or albinism?" Ji Shuang asked coldly.

The tall and thin man was in a daze with the male player for a while, then smiled awkwardly.

Ji Shuang didn't speak any more, and sat by the window to dry her hair.

I wish to hear that the time is almost up, and I have agreed a secret code with the players of the same camp - don't act rashly if there is any movement at night, if you confirm safety, you will kick the wooden floor according to the agreed rhythm to report safety, and if you are in danger, just smash things and shout.

If you can't even smash things and yell, then [-]% of people will be cold by the time they react.

After checking the password, Zhu Wen went back to the room.

The 18-year-old is a great young man who can grow his body by going to bed early and waking up early.

……

late at night.

Zhu Wen has always slept lightly, and this habit cannot be changed.

Fortunately, he has always fallen asleep quickly, and he can basically fall asleep as soon as he touches the pillow.

This room has a good orientation, and the evening breeze pours in through the window, dissipating the sweltering heat of midsummer.

"Boom,"

There was a soft bang upstairs, but no screams.

Zhu Wen woke up immediately, and waited for a while before opening his eyes.

An unfamiliar face was close at hand, almost pointing to the tip of Zhu Wen's nose.

Zhu Wen: "...are you polite?"

This distance exceeds the normal social distance.

ghost:"……"

Zhu Wen touched the butterfly knife under the pillow, and silently looked at the strange, pale face that was still grinning just now, but now looked a little embarrassed.

Zhu Wen: "..."

ghost:"……"