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    After solving the problem of accepting the surprise, Ye Xu heaved a sigh of relief.

    After the other awakened people finished their work, Ye Xu sent this little friend away, and finally he was able to sleep well.  The next morning, I woke up full of energy. When I went downstairs to eat, I met several tired players.

    Ye Xu felt that he seemed a little conspicuous, so he simply put on a sleepy look and yawned from time to time.

    His disguise successfully confused everyone, and no one realized that there was something wrong with him.  Everyone sluggishly finished their breakfast and assembled again in the living room.

    "Let's start from the room on the second floor today. I think there will always be some props for us to protect ourselves." There were only eight players left, but no one asked where the remaining two went.

    Obviously, since last night, the ghost has acted.

    But the good news is that after the ghosts killed people, they didn't pretend to be the killed people to mix among them.  From this point of view, the ghost just wants to find a substitute ghost so that he can reincarnate, not to occupy the other party's identity as a living person.

    The current situation is already very bad. It is great news that there are no ghosts among the living people.

    "Purple hair and white shirt didn't come." After looking around, the male writer concluded, "Let's go to the room of the two of them first, maybe there is some news. I must at least make sure that the corresponding ghosts of the two of them  Whether it has disappeared, or is still here."

    According to their inference, it should be "reincarnated", but if it is not complete, there will be accidents, so be careful.

    Everyone acted together, first came to the room of the man in white.  He was wearing a white shirt yesterday, so everyone simply called him a white shirt, which is also his most distinctive feature.

    Apart from accusing the boy in denim suspenders of being a ghost, this man showed no other signs after he came up from the basement yesterday.  So everyone doesn't have a big impression of him, they just remember that this person is more impulsive.

    There is nothing special in his room, only a two numbers written in blood, which have been oxidized to dark purple by the air.  On the left-hand side of the corpse, the number 4 is written, and on the right-hand side of the corpse, the number 3 is written.

    "4 and 3?" Everyone was confused, not knowing what it meant.

    The male writer checked and said: "The numbers should be left by ghosts. The fingers of the corpse are clean and there is no blood left. Moreover, the two numbers look like they came from the same hand of the same person, and the writing habits are consistent. It is probably  The number of deaths left by ghosts. These numbers are either clues, or unique signs like killers like to leave behind, or they are countdowns.¡±

    However, he believes that if there are two numbers, the possibility of countdown is relatively small.  Otherwise 34 and 43, the number is too large.

    "You can still read handwriting?" Lu Ling looked at him in surprise.

    The male writer hummed and explained: "I used to like to read mystery novels, so I learned some related skills."

    Ye Xu was in awe of him, and he felt that people who could read handwriting were very good.  And these are just two simple numbers, which can be seen from the name, it is really amazing.

    Everyone discussed it and felt that these two numbers most likely represent clues.  The other two, it didn't feel like that was the case.

    There were no other clues in the room, and everyone went to the house of the purple-haired girl.

    This girl has no sense of presence throughout the whole process, but her purple Shamat is still very conspicuous. In her story, she is a girl who likes to dye her hair.  Because of drinking too much in the old castle, he accidentally knocked over the candle while drunk, which caused a fire and was burned to death.

    Coincidentally, two familiar numbers were also found next to her body, 4 in the left hand and 3 in the right.

    "Strange, is it really a special mark left by a murderer?" Everyone was stunned.

    The male writer shook his head slightly: "No, this time the handwriting was left by another person, or another ghost."

    The entrepreneur looked at him suspiciously: "Don't you fool us, can you? Can you tell if it was written by the same person with just these two numbers? Why do I feel that the handwriting is the same? And you can only identify yourself  A hobby, not a profession."

    "It's fine if you don't believe it." The male writer didn't care about other people's doubts at all. After he finished speaking very calmly, he stopped talking.

    Others were silent, and there was no solidarity with entrepreneurs.

    Everyone can see that the male writer is not like a mere amateur player, but he is not necessarily talking nonsense.  There are so many abilities in this game, what if someone buys a related ability to improve their amateur skills to a super-professional level?

    These things are hard to say??

    The male writer read it quickly, and he probably knew it in his heart.

    I saw him still maintain that indifferent look, fooling other players: "I can't think of anything about these things, let's check the locked room first, maybe we can find something."

    "Alright." Everyone had no objections, and followed him back to the second floor.

    But they didn't know that Ye Xu and the male writer, who were leading the way, had already started to chat fiercely in private chats.  The two strangers logically don't have much to talk about, but they couldn't help but they were both tricked by their "insiders" last night, and they complained about the same hatred, which is called a chatter.

    After someone picked the door lock of the first room, the two of them stopped talking.

    During the period, the two sides each shared how they persuaded their "own people" to quit.  Ye Xu said that he gave the opponent a bad idea to scare the other players. The male writer said that he promised to bring delicious food to the opponent, so the opponent let him go.

    "Bring something delicious?" Ye Xu wondered, "Do they have nothing to eat?"

    The male writer looked sad: "He said they couldn't come out when it was time to eat, and then the cook cleaned up everything after we finished eating. So they can only watch, not eat, so I said to help them hide some  .¡±

    As for how to hide it privately, it is actually very simple.  Just find an opportunity to pester the cook and tell her to cook half more and put it in the refrigerator.

    "Why did the cook agree?"

    The male writer showed a gentle smile: "Because I told her that if she doesn't leave me a supper, I can only trap her in the castle so that she can cook for me in the middle of the night.  Or, call the owner of the castle and complain that she is not paying attention to her work. She was very afraid of being left in the castle in the middle of the night, so she agreed without saying a word."

    And those players, seeing him chatting with the cook, only thought that he was looking for the cook to get information, and they didn't suspect him at all.

    Ye Xu was startled, this little friend is even more flamboyant than him!

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    Ye Ye: I was just advising the ghost, he started to scare the npc!  I lost!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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