The invisible Ren Yifei did not know what had happened, his expression was confused, and his hand was groping in mid-air: "Auntie, are you all right?" What's the matter? "

The aunt climbed back a few steps and pointed to the body in horror: "Dead, dead!"

Sam next door put on his trench coat and came out with his boots clattering: "stand still."

People died again, and the rest of the players gathered quickly.

But they were not close, with guard and vigilance in their eyes. Yesterday's mutual temptation and framing, after all, caused this evil result.

Players who have powerful props on hand and can save their lives can still be calm, and those novice players who have played the game two or three times have suffered.

There are nine players in the opening group, and there are six left.

Sam and the young man behind him, they looked like a team. The old man player, taking his time, seems to have something to rely on. Student players, fight alone. The takeout man was shivering.

There's another one that still doesn't know who it is.

The neighborhood is the name of the low-end bureau and the configuration of the middle-end bureau.

The information prompt is not clear, the clue is too few, a few players who have not played the mid-end game are simply blackened by both eyes.

The direction of the card is so low that they can only infer that the ghost is a young man who is more than 1.7 meters tall and may be exposed to cosmetics in his life, as well as make-up techniques.

"one person is missing." This sentence comes from the student player, "this person is either a master in disguise or a ghost."

He looked at the other players with a little nervousness, but his eyes were honest.

He is a young man who is more than 1.7 meters tall, and there are also two qualified people, the takeout man and the younger brother behind Sam. He sensed that people doubted him, so he first launched the "ninth person" who has not shown up so far.

Half the time has passed, but they don't even know the true identity of the 'ghost', let alone the identity of the character.

"shall we cooperate?" The student player went on to say that he looked forward to seeing the elderly player and Sam, the takeout man and his entourage being ignored.

The old player thought for a moment and nodded.

"Yes." Sam said.

The student player knew that he was inexperienced and needed a boss to play with, so he volunteered to take the hard work. For example, examine the body.

There were many contusions on the body and several fractures.

"it's like twisting it like this, then killing it, and then putting on makeup." He shuddered. "this ghost is so perverted. Is it a pervert in the first place?"

"Why is it painted as a smiley face?" Elderly players think about this problem.

But until the body disappeared and the npc broke up, the players had no clue.

They decided to do it all over again.

"the name of the copy is neighborhood, and the ghost must be one of the residents of this apartment."

The old man player speaks first.

"but I've asked, and no one has died in this apartment building in three years." The old player went on to say.

"people who play with more copies know that if the real body of a ghost is dead, it usually dies for no more than a year. Since no one has died in three years, this copy time should be when the ghost is still alive. "

The other players were stupefied, and a few of them didn't react yet.

The old man waited for others to come to his senses before saying with complacency: "npc is incompatible with the identity of the player, and there is no ghost in npc." In other words, the role of 'ghost' is among our players, and the true identity of 'ghost' is also among our players. "

Their bodies may be the real bodies of ghosts.

"could it be the three people who are already dead?"

"I don't know."

Everyone was silent, and although the scope had been delineated, it was not easy to find out.

"maybe you can rethink these three messages, all of which are related to the real body of the ghost. Duan Longshan refers to parents who are willing to take the blame, regardless of whether they are protecting their children or not. Rangers are ancient hooligans. A woman with a long tongue is a woman who likes to gossip and spread rumors. They are all negative adjectives. "

With that, Sam looked around the players: "is there anything easy to be satirized and ridiculed in your identity?"

The student player thought for a moment: "this identity is a poor student, held back twice, and there is no hope of going to college." As for families, apart from poverty, everything else is fine. "

The old man answered, "lonely old man, pick up garbage for a living."

"orphans, scars on their faces, poverty." The takeout man touched the scar on his face and looked helpless.

"when the countryside goes to the cities, they are poor and poor." Sam uttered these words in a domineering tone of president.

"I. Does it count if you have just been lovelorn? And squatting at home, "the young man who followed Sam laughed." Oh, and poverty. "

Several people looked at each other, which was ridiculed. Is also, down to live here, what can be a smooth life?

Sam looked at the missing body on the steps. He looked up. On the right was his room, and on the left was the blind young man's.

For the first time, the young woman was in the toilet downstairs and her mouth was scratched.

The second time, the flower shirt died at the door of the blind youth, and the ghost drew a rose at his door.

The third time, the middle-aged woman died on the stairs, the death was horrible, her limbs were twisted, and she was coiled into a ball, as if. Like this.

He remembered that he had stopped the two children and asked them why they had made fun of the blind young man, but the two children said naturally, "he is blind. Who told him to be blind?"

Is it taught by the words and deeds of the family?

If it is the family influence that causes the two children to deviate, then their parents are responsible regardless of right and wrong, and they are very likely to be unscrupulous people.

Sam had some faint thoughts in his mind, but he didn't say it.

At this time, Ren Yifei was still sitting in the breakfast restaurant when he sneezed.

All of a sudden it got creepy.

There is no special news today. What the eldest sister said is trivial.

Speaking of which, she probably knows that guy, too, right? It was the person he saw at night, the role of the ghost.

Now that he already knows the identity of the role of "ghost", what about inside?

Full calculation, sixteen or seventeen hours at the most. This is the time to find the real boss, tsk.

"Sister, there are several people in our apartment. I'd like to ask you about it."

It is surprising that everyone has been ostracized and gossiped by the neighbors.

What's wrong with this apartment? How dare you call yourself neighborhood harmony?

If the exclusion method fails and the real body can not be found, can you pass through the customs if you kill the 'ghost' face to face?

Thinking about this all the way, Ren Yifei went back to his apartment. The stairs were clean and there was no trace left.

"Mr. Song." A man came out of the staircase.

Ren Yifei laughed, "is that Mr. Lin?" Didn't you go to work today? "

"Today is the weekend."

Sam stood there, waiting for the blind young man.

"when I was new here, I had a lot of questions, but I didn't have any other acquaintances here, so I had the nerve to visit." As he said that, he took out a bag of fruit, which did look like a visit.

"call me Bozhi," Ren Yifei groped for the keyhole and nodded sheepishly in the direction of the voice. "Please come in."

The door opened.

Although it is a blind man's house, everything in it is in good order.

As soon as Ren Yifei entered the door, he put the guide stick on one side of the hook, and his face showed a different, relaxed expression.

"Please have a seat. Would you like some apples?" As he spoke, he took the washed cup, poured a cup of warm water from the drinking fountain and put it on the coffee table.

"No, thank you." Sam put down the fruit bag, took the water cup and sat down on the sofa.

"what is this?" Ren Yifei heard the sound of the bag.

Sam folded a banana and put it in his hand: "A little fruit."

"that's very kind of you."

The two of them pushed for a long time, and after a few back and forth, they seemed to have completed the transformation from the neighbors they had met to those who could be a little acquainted with each other.

Things went well, and Sam's smile became more and more real.

This house is the same as his place, except that it has a stronger flavor of life and has a lot of things that represent the personal preferences of the owner of the house.

Everything is put in the most suitable place, showing that there is no sign of a second person living here.

Sam was suddenly a little disappointed, and he didn't know where the disappointment came from.

On the inside, there is an all-glass home recording studio, which may be related to the work the homeowner is engaged in. There is also a large bookshelf outside, on which are special books for the blind, very thick, with bumps on the spine.

Sam also found a bag of newspapers.

Strange, blind people also need newspapers?

"have Song and Bozhi lived here long?" Sam asked, holding the water cup.

"Hmm? It's been some time. Why? " Ren Yifei wondered.

Sam's eyes were still watching the room, but he was smiling: "No, just seeing that you don't go out much, I thought …". If you don't go out all the time, it's hard to get to know a few neighbors. "

Ren Yifei covered his face and smiled: "you and my sister say the same thing, it is not completely do not go out, and a lot of people know ah."

"could you introduce me? I've been here for a few days, but I haven't known many people yet. " Sam picked up the water cup and drank, but his eyes looked at Ren Yifei, with inquiry.

Ren Yifei was completely unaware of it and was still warmly entertaining the guests.

He took out the snacks in the drawer, arranged them one by one, smiled and said, "you'll get familiar with it if you stay here for a few days." Unlike me, Mr. Zheng delivered takeout to me many times, but I just knew he was a neighbor. Would you like a snack? "

Xiao Zheng? Takeout man? Sam was thoughtful.

"Thank you. I'll just have some water. Are these newspapers? "

"newspaper? Are these on the bookshelf? " Without looking back, Ren Yifei reached directly over and took down the bag for the newspaper. "these are from my sister, who will talk to me about the news."

Sam looked at the bag, the latest newspaper curled on the outside, and he could not help squinting when he saw the words "serial killings".

If npc is a paper writer with an autonomous program, then all the information that appears in the copy is a mixed derivation of "ghost" memories, and there is little completely useless information.

Veteran players are good at taking advantage of this information.

"is this the latest news?" Sam pulled out the newspaper, and the headline was the news of the arrest of the suspect in the serial murder.

Below are some of the victim information, the deceased are young and beautiful women, disappeared late at night, the next day appeared at the edge of the garbage. They were made to look like dummies and put makeup on their faces.

The most special thing is that their eyeballs have been removed and are inlaid with fake artificial eyes.

Sam's eyebrow jumped.

He looked at the young man smiling opposite, with a soft, harmless smell and exquisite facial features.

There are life photos of the victims in the newspaper. They have similar eyes, apricot eyes and double eyelids.

Just like this young man in front of us.

"what's the matter?" As if he felt the gaze on this side, Ren Yifei asked strangely.

"it's all right. You don't go out much. Do you work at home?" Sam looked down at the newspaper, but his mouth seemed to care about the blind youth.

"it's a job on the Internet." Ren Yifei also seems to be completely unaware of it and is still responding seriously.

They chatted for a while, and when it was about time, Sam thought it was okay.

"do you have anything else to do? I'm sorry to bother you for so long. Can I come back to you later? "

Ren Yifei looked very happy and smiled brighter and brighter: "of course."

"Thank you for your hospitality. I'll go first." Sam wrote down the contents of the newspaper, then rolled up the paper and stuffed it back. "Don't give it away."

The door was gently closed, and the sound of footsteps soon disappeared in my ear.

Ren Yifei's smile dissipated into Bubble. He twisted his neck, leaned lazily on the sofa, and then blew the warm water in his hand.

But his eyes slowly shifted to the table.

There is a bag with a newspaper in it. The latest one was brought by his sister on the first day.

What clues did the other party find after looking at it for so long?

I don't know where the players are, and since they can infer that the ghost has some special attention to him, there should be a lot of clues available.

Perhaps, we can consider cooperation.

Ren Yifei took a sip of water and took the volume of newspaper with the other hand. As soon as he opened it slightly, he saw the headline.

Isn't this the case that the elder sister of the breakfast shop at the door is talking about?

His eyes looked down at the plate, and his expression changed slightly.