Weird Regulator

This face, this look, could even be recognized by Chang Nian.

The guest room opened the door, and what appeared was not the ghost in the information mentioned by Lan Yu, but Ji Li, who had stayed behind in Qingyuan Community.

This scene shocked her greatly.

Shao Yongan was almost dead, and the plan to survive at such a price seemed to have failed.

But Chang Nian couldn't just walk away.

What everyone saw after opening the guest room was beyond everyone's expectations, but it also brought a brand new clue.

Chang Nian didn't know what she should do, but she still cautiously walked into the guest room slowly.

As she gradually approached, with the help of the dim moonlight, she finally discovered that this Ji Li did not look familiar.

Facing the window sill, the back figure sitting on the bed seemed a little transparent in this watery night.

The light reflected on the glass could actually penetrate his figure and hit the white sheets.

The closer Chang Nian gets, the more obvious a sense of uneasiness becomes, as if something beyond his control will happen once he comes into contact with it.

But she wanted to advance but didn't dare, and she wanted to retreat.

The appearance of such a strange Ji Li at an important mission location must indicate a special clue.

If she just retreats like this, I'm afraid she will miss it forever.

Thinking of this, she slowly clenched her right hand into a fist, and her little finger began to outline a certain totem in her palm.

At the same time, she began to press against the wall, gradually moving closer to this figure from a wider perspective.

As the distance got closer, Chang Nian had a clearer angle to observe Ji Li in front of him.

Judging from his appearance, he looks exactly like Ji Li, including his dress and style.

It's just that he obviously has an inhuman characteristic. The most direct manifestation is that he is like a translucent person.

Just like those floating ghosts in movies.

When Chang Nian came to Ji Li's side, she was surprised to find that the other person was holding a very familiar object in his hand.

It was a flip-page calendar.

The shape of the calendar is no different from the one I saw on Nong Yueke's desk.

From this angle, you can clearly see that Ji Li's two fingers passed through the silver ring on the calendar and hooked on the upper side of the number card.

Holding this calendar in a posture of embracing the moon.

What surprised Chang Nian the most was that the date on the calendar was slightly different from the one he had seen before.

The date displayed on Nong Yue Ke’s desk is: “12.18”;

The date Ji Li held in his hand showed: 12.15...

Chang Nian took a breath. The two dates on the two calendars made her hair stand on end.

Because she saw a complete mission deadline in the hands of Nong Yueke and Ji Li.

This is obviously a sign of something.

She stared blankly at Ji Li, who was ignoring her and sitting silently. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

However, at the same time, the originally closed window was suddenly blown open by the wind.

A large amount of ashes were blown into the house like snowflakes by the strong wind.

Chang Nian subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands and witnessed with his own eyes that the entire room was filled with ashes.

Under this strange scene, Ji Li, who was sitting motionless on the bed, slowly stood up and turned his head.

He stared at Chang Nian quietly with an unreadable gaze.

The air fell into a dead silence, except for the sound of wind blowing ashes.

…

The wind that blew into the ashes of the world is now blowing into reality.

Ji Li has arrived in the guest room and is standing in front of the window, silently looking at the glass window that is constantly swaying in the wind.

Looking at the night scene, he seemed to see a piece of ashes floating from a distant place and falling on the window edge.

While looking at the glass window, he saw a blurry and transparent shadow standing in front of the bed.

There was only one step between him and the shadow, but no one moved.

Ji Li looked at the glass quietly. Under the reflection of the moonlight, he saw another version of himself.

The other self was also looking at him under the reflection of the moonlight.

Time seemed to slow down extremely slowly from the moment the guest room door opened.

Every second was stretched to a minute.

Ji Li knew that this was because he had triggered some extremely important plot, and it was also the last time limit left for him.

He took a deep look at the other self behind the face, turned around silently, and looked at the head of the bed.

There are seventeen number cards at the head of the bed.

They are divided into four neat rows with four pictures per row.

The remaining one is placed on the pillow in a very unsociable manner, indicating its uniqueness.

There are four pictures in four rows, but it can actually be thought of as two parts.

Because these neat sixteen number cards represent two complete dates.

Upper row: 12.14; lower row: 12.13.

Some vague guesses emerged in Ji Li's mind, and he understood what he was going to do.

So at the moment starting at 20:07:40, he picked up the first number card in the first row.

The first picture: Deng Yiwen, channeling begins.

The two souls merge into one at this moment, with the living channeling the dead and seeing the past.

Second picture: Wen Yongxin, channeling begins.

The third picture: Niu Luo, the channeling begins.

The fourth picture...

The fifth picture...

…

The sixteenth picture...

The time came to 20:07:56, and there were only the last four seconds left before the end of the minute.

But in 16 seconds, Ji Li had completed channeling 16 digital cards.

Huge, confusing information is desperately building a huge intelligence network in the mind.

The strong wind blew Ji Li's long hair. He knelt on the bedside, holding the last number card tightly in his hand, and had a splitting headache.

In just sixteen seconds, Ji Li's brain squeezed in clues about the lives of sixteen people who died on December 14th and December 13th.

A large amount of intelligence converged, allowing him to single-handedly see everything that happened on the first and second days of the mission.

All the mysteries that had ever existed were perfectly revealed at this moment.

“The calendar is not a way to survive, it is just a symbol of the beginning and end of a task.

I am the biggest way to death and the real way to life.

I am the origin of everything. This mission and rules are all created by me.

Because on December 13th, half of my soul was taken away and locked in the guest room.

It became the core of launching this mission, controlling the calendar, becoming the rules...

Ji Li raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the door.

Nong Yueke was lying on the door, staring at him with a timid and mysterious look.

In the tender and clear child's voice, the familiar poem was read again:

“There was a knock on the door and my mother asked me to open the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a non-existent person standing there.

There, where?

Who is outside the door?

The person outside the door is me.

There, right here.

Ji Li's gray and black pupils reflected another self that did not exist, holding a calendar with 12.15 in his hand.

It turns out that the answer has been hidden all along...