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Players are busy as a spinning top when it comes to finding "ghosts" and maintaining their character to go to work.
Ren Yifei has relatively free time and has more advantages.
He got up early and went to the breakfast shop in front of the apartment building. The eldest sister was still enthusiastic and talked about all kinds of gossip.
She is still most concerned about the news about serial murderers and has been looking forward to the death penalty. However, it is said that the most critical evidence has not been found, so she is still only a suspect.
"Such a scumbag still has a lawyer to defend him." The eldest sister lamented that the world was declining, and Ren Yifei nodded in agreement while eating.
He thought about the death scene on the first night.
How to reasonably go there?
The midnight visitor disrupted all Ren Yifei's plans, forcing him who just wanted to be a quiet NPC to start paying attention to 'ghosts'.
This copy is too cruel to him.
After breakfast, Ren Yifei returned to the apartment building.
When he just walked through the door, his face changed slightly, his legs were pressed together, his expression was embarrassed and embarrassed.
He turned at an angle, stepped faster, touched the wall with one hand, and started walking towards the public toilet on the first floor.
"Do you want to go to the toilet?" An old man saw the way he walked and couldn't help but tease him.
Ren Yifei's face suddenly turned half red and he quickened his pace.
There are two toilets on each floor of the apartment building, located at the corner.
He walked over, the sensor light lit up pale, and a faint smell of blood floated over.
On the wall of the shared sink, there are still bloody handprints and mouths left at that time, and blood stains on the floor dripped from the door to under the sink.
Ren Yifei came in hurriedly and entered the men's room on the right.
After a while he came out and washed his hands at the sink.
His face was reflected in the mirror, along with a few drops of blood, and a vague figure in the corner of his vision.
He lowered his eyelids.
In this corner, a murder scene covered in blood, there is currently only him and that vague shadow. Ren Yifei controlled it, preventing his eyes from focusing, and his eyes were in a state of chaos.
After washing his hands, he took the guide stick and walked toward the stairs easily.
A pair of eyes kept watching him in the darkness, coming from him and then leaving.
The owner of those eyes is cautious and cautious, with murderous intent brewing in his eyes and a strange lingering expression in his mouth: "Song Bozhi"
There is someone in the dark, is it a player or a 'ghost'?
Ren Yifei grabbed the handrail and walked upstairs. His heart, which was speeding up just now when he sensed the danger, calmed down with each breath.
I always feel that if I show any flaws, I will die.
???????????? Be a little more cautious, a little more cautious.
He returned to the apartment and sat on the sofa. The surrounding sounds, lights and shadows all retreat from the world of perception.
A toilet exactly like the one at the murder scene appeared in his world.
Ren Yifei threw away the guide stick in his hand and walked over.
The female corpse was lying on the ground, her hair covering her face, there were several stab wounds on her back, and one of her slippers was missing.
On the right wall are bloody handprints and a mouth.
He observed the lips. Although the lines were very thick, the turning of the lip lines, the details of the lip corners, and the changes in the lip lines all showed that the murderer had a certain foundation in painting.
Ren Yifei walked over. The bloody handprint on the wall was probably on his chest, and the bloody lips were at eye level with him.
The bloody handprints come from the deceased, but the bloody lips come from the murderer.
According to common sense, when people write on the wall, the words will be at eye level. The person who painted the lips should be about the same height as him, about 1.76 meters.
He also has another inference method, step distance.
There are many bloody footprints on the ground. The pattern of the deceased's slippers is wavy, so the striped ones belong to the murderer.
He walked over and looked for the correct sequence among the several footprints.
In fact, there is no accurate formula between height and stride length, because people of the same height have different leg lengths, different walking postures, and different ages, which will lead to changes in the results.
Ren Yifei used his own height to test these steps.
"One, two, three." After three steps, he stopped with a smile on his face.
??A person who is close to him in height and has a certain foundation in painting.
The door to the world of thought was closed, the murder scene disappeared, and there was still a small room in front of him.
&nb, with the words "Tenant No. xx" in gold on his head, there was an indescribable cruelty in his eyes, as if the "ghost" would be torn to pieces as soon as he appeared in front of his eyes.
Ren Yifei passed him by.
He is also an exposer. What did he do to be exposed?
Ren Yifei didn¡¯t have time to think too much. He suspected that his character¡¯s identity was somewhat entangled with the ¡®ghost¡¯.
This is another challenge for him.
That night, he didn't sleep, listening to the door opening and closing.
The black shadow is indeed here again.
Ren Yifei closed his eyes, but he could feel the sight moving around his body like a snake, wet and cold, with an indescribable fishy smell.
"You should have been my most successful work. I want to kill you with my own hands."
That cold voice was like a snake, cold-blooded and creepy.
The black shadow was like an out-of-control monster. It 'touched' his face and body through a thin layer of air.
That kind of greed does not contain love/desire, but plunder, destruction, and possession.
Ren Yifei felt that the other party's emotions were on the verge of losing control. The only thing holding him back may be the rule that 'ghosts' cannot harm NPCs.
He controlled his breathing and pretended to be asleep, but the goosebumps were uncontrollable, and every pore that felt the stimulation was screaming. The darkness at this time was also a kind of protection for him.
For the character ¡®Song Bozhi¡¯, the other party could hardly control his desire to kill.
Yesterday, ¡®it¡¯ could still control its breathing, but tonight, its breathing became heavier and a little rapid.
??The third night, the fourth night, can he still spend it safely?
Will this guy really not take the risk of breaking the rules and kill him?
Ren Yifei can¡¯t guarantee it.
And the most damning thing is that if you keep pretending, you may die, but if you don't pretend, you may die faster.
There is simply no way for people to survive!
He wanted to lift the coffin lid again.
After a while, the black shadow finally left, and the room returned to calm.
Holding his ghost card tightly in his hand, Ren Yifei closed his eyes. He needs to take a good rest to cope with what happens next, such as finding this 'ghost' and beating him up!
That night, he had a nightmare all night long, dreaming that he fell into a snake's lair and was swallowed alive.
After that, the information was updated again:
¡¾Night Two: Ranger. ¡¿
¡¾Two players died, and two-eighths of the 'ghost' seal was unlocked. ¡¿
Because he had a nightmare all night, Ren Yifei got up a little early today and was not in a good state of mind. When he was washing, he splashed cold water on it to wake him up a little.
He looked at his pale but handsome face in the mirror, wiped the water off his face with a towel, changed his clothes, prepared to go downstairs for a walk, and then went directly to have breakfast.
He opened the door while yawning, and poked with the guide cane.
"Um?"
The guide stick poked a face.
The young man in the floral shirt lay down at the door, his face facing his direction, motionless.
The face was well made up, the hair was combed, and the clothes were even neatly buttoned. It was different from the past.
He was carefully powdered, and the foundation close to his skin color covered the original flaws. His eyebrows were carefully drawn, and only one mouth was very strange, and it was specially turned into a smiling lips.
In his hand, there was a knife with blood on the tip, which turned black. There is a rose painted with black blood on the ground. It was not painted with fingers, but scraped out with a knife, with sharp edges.
Ren Yifei noticed that his nails seemed to be purple, which was a sign of poisoning.
""
"The ghost" is really sick.
Ren Yifei¡¯s lips moved, and he knew that this was not a person, but a corpse.
A carefully dressed corpse was placed at his door.
Rose is synonymous with love.
?????????????? But the ¡®ghost¡¯ talks about love with him?
No, it¡¯s more like showing off and marking, showing one¡¯s abilities to everything.
He felt suffocated.
It feels more like being humiliated.
It¡¯s like being cornered, with a bomb tied around your body, and asking you whether to cut it blue or red.
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red? Or blue?
Ah Fei: the accumulation of anger points.
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