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The competition between players has begun.
We can¡¯t outrun the tiger, but it doesn¡¯t matter, as long as we can outrun our companions.
In the evening, Ren Yifei took a shower and was squatting on the balcony to wash clothes. The resident on the first floor came up cursing, knocked on the door next to him, and asked if the new tenant had poured dirty water on her clothes.
The water was poured from upstairs, and Ren Yifei knew this.
Will Lin Yi next door have conflicts with others because of this?
But what he was waiting for was that Lin Yi next door simply admitted his mistake and promised to pay cleaning fees and mental damage compensation.
It was obviously not my responsibility, but I immediately took on all subsequent losses.
It seems like you are suffering a loss, but in fact you have avoided more losses, which is smarter than wearing a fancy shirt.
Speaking of which, the residents on the third and fourth floors above are not players, so I don¡¯t know who did it.
When a dozen bills fell into his hand, the resident downstairs immediately said: "Look, this is so polite. It doesn't cost that much, it's just a piece of rags."
"It should be, I made the mistake first."
The victim left contentedly.
¡°Ding dong, ding dong.¡± The mobile phone on the coffee table began to vibrate.
Ren Yifei put down his clothes and walked over: "Hello?"
"Teacher Song, I have received the dry sounds of the remaining episodes, and the quality is still as good as ever. The editing teacher said that your vocalization and exhalation have improved significantly."
"That's good, I thought I would be late."
The editor on the other end laughed, and seemed to have become particularly gentle after handing in the manuscript: "How could it be? I believe in you, Teacher Song. Please have a good rest in the next two days. I will come back to you when the next book is selected."
"Um."
"Ah, by the way, you said last time that you wanted to move to an apartment with better security. Do you still have this plan? I have recently found some real estate agents."
Ren Yifei was stunned for a moment, then he regained his composure: "Moving? When was the last time I told you?"
There was a pause there, probably recalling: "A week ago, you said there might be a thief at home."
Thief?
Ren Yifei immediately thought of the 'ghost' that sneaked in in the middle of the night: "Ah, there is such a thing. What else did I say at that time? I can't remember it at the moment."
"It seems like there's nothing else."
Turning off the phone, Ren Yifei sat on his sofa.
¡°It¡¯s definitely not the first time that a ¡®ghost¡¯ has come here and knows the way.
The other senses of blind people are stronger than those of ordinary people. Perhaps Song Bozhi has sensed something strange. So, will he leave any message?
He started to rummage through everything, whether it was computer files or things in the room.
In the end, nothing was found.
"Knowing that his room can be entered and exited, he will not put the information in a place where it is easy to find. He will even choose to record it in a blind way."
He looked at the bed against the wall. It was a wooden bed. It was made of pine and could be pierced with a special Braille pen.
After a try, he found many inconspicuous puncture marks on the inner bed board.
Ren Yifei lay down, his hands relaxed naturally, and his fingers just touched the puncture marks. He closed his eyes and gently touched the holes:
124, the initial consonant f, followed by 236, the final consonant ang, fang.
1245, the initial consonant j/g, followed by 146, the final ian, followed by i, is preceded by j, jian.
123, the initial consonant l, followed by 24, the final consonant i, li.
1256, the final iou, independent syllable, you.
245, the initial consonant r, followed by 356, the final consonant en, ren.
??Together: there is someone in the room.
This is a person who has a somewhat weak personality and does not want to trouble others. So when I found out about this, I didn't choose to tell my powerful sister, I just wanted to solve it myself.
What was Song Bozhi thinking about when he was carving these braille words on the bed board?
Late at night, an invisible presence was staring at him beside the bed.
He was scared, frightened and at a loss. He could only control his trembling hands and touch the holes in the bed board over and over again under the cover of the quilt.
Use this method to constantly stimulate yourself and force yourself to make up your mind to move out of this place.
Song Bozhi has only been here for half a year. Who is the ¡®ghost¡¯? Why is there such a deep obsession?
And the reason why the "ghost" is so persistent is because he "can't get it", or is it because Song Bo is??Yifei heard the sound of the thin chain breaking, the rules were broken, it could no longer restrain this terrible devil.
"One more day, one more day will be enough," the voice seemed to be talking to him, or murmuring to himself, "the bruises on your body should be healed tomorrow."
Ren Yifei held the ghost card and listened quietly without moving.
"It must hurt if you fall, right? I'm sorry, it's not that I won't come to save you. I just want to confirm whether you are real."
He was a little excited: "Fortunately, you're still here. It's so happy, so I'll give you one last gift. I know you must also hate those people, they are so disgusting."
The monster burning with bloodlust left and went to a new hunting game.
Ren Yifei opened his eyes and realized that if he made just one mistake in judgment, his life would probably be here.
The last gift so to speak, 'he' has decided to take action, just tomorrow.
This isn¡¯t the first time he¡¯s faced this kind of paranoia, and it won¡¯t be the last.
In order to act, he came into contact with many prisoners in prison.
Those murderers, perverts, and sociopaths are not all cruel in appearance. Most of them look very harmless, and some are even personable, gentle, and friendly. They are the type that everyone is willing to get close to in life.
For these guys, killing is not the goal, but the method.
Ren Yifei¡¯s appearance and temperament seem to be to their liking.
????????????In questioning and learning, these people have been trying to undermine him or assimilate him. They like to destroy beautiful things. The rarer they are, the more irretrievable they are, and the happier they are in destroying them.
"If you die in my hands, it will definitely be the most proud work of my life."
"oh."
Thanks to the unbridled malice of these people, he knows how to act out these social detritus, and he also knows what kind of people are more attractive to these people.
This is a risky move, but it works well.
¡®Ghost¡¯ can¡¯t wait, and so can he.
Thinking about the face exposed in the moonlight, Ren Yifei felt his body temperature rise and there was heat in the quilt.
He saw that face, but at the same time he also knew that he had angered the 'ghost'.
Card information update at 11 o¡¯clock: [Night Three: The Long-tongued Woman].
Is the person being targeted the only middle-aged woman among the players?
Soon after, the second message came: [Three players died, and three-eighths of the ¡®ghost¡¯ seal was unlocked. ¡¿
Sure enough, that player died.
She was found on the stairs in the morning.
That¡¯s right, it¡¯s the staircase at Ren Yifei¡¯s door. The discoverer was still the lady next door who got up early to buy groceries.
The screams woke up Ren Yifei, and he came out in his pajamas.
I saw the lady next door lying limp and shivering in the corridor, and I also saw the twisted corpse on the stairs.
Human joints usually bend with restrictions, such as arms that cannot turn outwards. But on the corpse in front of her, all her joints were twisted. The arms, legs, and neck were all twisted abnormally, and the whole person looked like a dead spider.
The weirdest thing is the face, which has a big clown-like smile on it, with crooked eyes and blood-red lips.
Ren Yifei seemed to hear the voice of a ¡®ghost¡¯, with pride and excitement:
"Do you like it? My gift."
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Ah Fei: Accumulating anger points
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