"what is it?" Ren Yifei froze because of this sentence, is this a human word? What do you want to see how he dies? Are you afraid of being beaten to death first?

"it's a joke." Ke Bei sat down. "but you are really dangerous." According to the depth of the feeling, you are in the first sequence. Well, there is also Zhao Rui and Chen Rui. "

A joke? Ren Yifei put a fork in his heart. It was not a joke at all. He smiled and told the truth.

"I am Zhao Rui." Zhao Rui poked a head out from behind her friend and said weakly, by the way, "Chen Rui jumped off a building and died yesterday."

"what are you talking about? Was it Chen Rui who jumped from a building yesterday? " Some members who knew Chen Rui changed their faces. When you find that someone you are familiar with has died because of this, the feeling of death is even stronger.

Ke Bei did not show any surprise, obviously he knew, maybe very clearly: "I know, and I also know that some people find that they are not sick and are ready to flee here, only to die outside in the end." This means that. "

"it's no use running away?" A member rushed to answer.

"Please," he smiled and nodded, "as long as our connection remains, this will not be over."

As long as they have participated in a sacrifice, whether they are performers or onlookers, they all establish a connection with some existence through this event.

This is a deadly connection, especially for the human side.

Monsters don't necessarily mean to hurt people, but unwittingly glimpsing the existence of monsters is enough to walk into a chaotic spiritual world.

It is true that Chen Shen invited a magic stick, but what he said was true.

This is the message Chen Shen wants everyone to know: he is invincible and cannot look directly at his existence, but if he doesn't do anything, they have no choice but to die.

"shall we call the police?" One of the members could not help crying, "call the police, the police will protect us."

"who would believe such a thing?" One player laughed and said, he laughed and bowed his head and drank milk tea.

Several people responded, feeling that it was useless to call the police.

Although other players did not open their mouth, they also had the same idea. How can I find the police about what happened in the copy?

"call the police!" It was Ren Yifei again, with "fear" written all over his face. Being targeted by death had scared him out of his wits. Even if the police were unreliable, it seemed that he was going to put all his eggs in one basket.

"We don't even know who the enemy is, and I don't want to lose my life, so I will definitely call the police!" He spoke faster and faster and finally almost roared out.

Some of the members are not firm, but they also feel that it is appropriate to report to the police in this area. Their education from childhood to childhood has been telling them that if they are in trouble, they should go to the police.

If you want to call the police, you will fight quickly with those who think it is useless to find the police and get in the way.

There was a lot of talk, clamoring to call the police or not. Sam watched them argue, and when it was about time, he said, "I've called the police."

Huh? The quarreling parties stopped and the players froze.

The players were a little surprised, but it didn't follow their script.

Players like to use 'stopgap measures' and instinctively reject the official police system. It is not surprising that it was npc, who called the police. High-end npc has a high degree of autonomy, and it is not uncommon for such an accident to happen. But the person who called the police is obviously a player, and it seems to be the real body of a ghost, is he playing self-disclosure?

"I told you, I want to know the truth more than any of you. Don't I know that I can't escape even if I tell the police about this kind of thing? " Sam should have added a sad smile at this time, but he couldn't pretend it, so he looked up at the sky and bowed his head.

"No matter what kind of control I was under, I did it, I don't deny it, and I'm willing to bear the consequences. But I always want to know what is hurting me! "

Some of the members were moved by him, and suddenly felt that it was not easy for the vice president. He did not know anything at all. As a result, he woke up as a terrible priest with terrible wounds and was misunderstood by others.

Sam bowed his head slightly, making it impossible to peep into his heart through his eyes: the self-revealing scar was a sign of weakness, and it worked better than expected.

When he found out that he had a special identity, he did the preparatory work call the police.

The police didn't believe it at first, but Sam exposed the wound on his collarbone, and then things happened one after another in the school, so they didn't believe it.

The police then informed the leaders of the school that there was a move to close the campus.

In fact, going to the police is not because he is noble at all, just that the more chaotic the pool is, the safer he is as a fish.

The state organs in the copy are not inferior to the power of the desolate horn, which has been proved by facts in his family, punk. And he is an extremely important tainted witness, and the state will protect him a little bit.

Sam would like to try using official power to fight against the horns of desolation.

"you called the police, so is that why the school was closed today?"

There were no fools present, and they immediately thought of the broadcast this morning.

It is said that there is an acute epidemic in their school for no reason. They thought it was strange that there was such a thing. How come they don't know anything about it? This will get in touch with Sam's words for a moment and understand.

"I'm not sure about this. They just asked me to stay at school. It is said that some experts will come." Sam's eyes flashed across the faces of other players.

The face of the player in the crowd is not good-looking: good boy, this person is not ready to eat, this is simply to lift the table. Officially, don't their players tie their hands and feet when they do things?

Sam understands how they feel at the moment. Once upon a time, he was also this kind of player who did not like to copy the power of the government, but now he did not expect to personally attract the police.

This is a trick to kill a thousand enemies and self-destruct 800, but Sam is not going to show his hands and tricks in this inning.

Probably only Ren Yifei sincerely felt that this road was very difficult.

This copy is very difficult from the beginning, but the difficulty is not to find out the ghost, but to find out the mysterious power hidden behind the copy and save yourself.

On this point, they are not experts, local npc is the experts. If we want more experts to participate in this decryption activity, we must deploy such a behemoth as state organs.

"this is really nice." When the negatives among the members heard the official intervention, they had the illusion that they were about to be saved.

No matter how bad it is, the official power is better than a small group that goes its own way.

Of course, players will not sit back and wait for death. They must scrape enough information from these members before the official arrival.

They quickly persuaded the people present to join them, and then they built a group of people.

The leader of the group is the president, that is, liberal arts and science. However, liberal arts and science prefer to look for clues and analysis, so the real manager is Chen Shen, who has been doing a good job in this respect.

As usual, Chen Shen first made a speech that aroused the members' desire for life, and then stated his real purpose.

The members who wish to play the role of a horse in the sacrificial ceremony can talk in detail about their costumes, motions, occasional anomalies, and so on.

If you didn't take part in the performance, you can also compare it one by one if you watch the whole process or take pictures outside the venue.

"Let's gather these clues first, and when the police come, these valuable clues will directly provide information about them and save time." Chen Shen considered it very carefully and took care of the feelings of most of the members-they just wanted the matter to end earlier, and it didn't matter who solved it.

Sure enough, Chen Shen's request was accepted by most people, and they began to take the initiative to remember the day.

"as far as I remember, we actually arrived in the city a long time ago for the first sacrifice, but it was not until six o'clock in the afternoon that the sacrifice began." A member recalled that he also explained, "because I am impatient, I can't remember the time until I keep looking at my watch."

Another member answered, "it is true to wait until six o'clock." I'll come around five o'clock and just wait for an hour. "

"Oh, no, no! I remember one thing. " One of the people in the crowd suddenly remembered what was wrong.

The eyebrows on the sides of the cymbals are shorter, with the plain face facing upside down. At first glance, she often wears makeup, but this time she doesn't even have time to paint her eyebrows, which shows the recent decline in her quality of life.

"I remember that the vice president's long wig was made of real hair, which had to be one meter long. What's even more frightening is that the root of some hair is connected to the whole piece of stubble skin. "

A whole piece of ragged skin? The associative members have learned how to peel the skin.

The young man did not know what he thought of the horror picture and shrank his neck: "at first I thought it was a wig grown on silicone, but now I wonder why wigs are so textured today.", he said, "at first, I thought it was a wig on silicone, but it's strange that today's wigs are so textured." This will make a difference. "

She was so frightened by her imagination that her body began to tremble.

People turned their attention to Saman, and the old god Saman was there: "he pretended to be the original owner, what does it have to do with his forest view of the moon?"

"I didn't find such a wig with human hair in my dorm room."

"maybe the hairpiece is not a wig attached to the skin, but. After the wig was put on, the hair was stuck in the scalp. " The club tried to enlighten frightened members, but his enlightenment was more frightening than the original.

"be quiet and shut up."

The crowd huddled together and gagged, and the shadow of terror seemed to dissipate from the top of their heads. They all think that the future is bright and the shadow of death will pass.

"Oh, you've been drinking for a long time, but you haven't finished yet?" A npc pushed the man next to him.

The man had been talking before, but he didn't know when he was silent, bowed his head, and seemed to be drinking milk tea.

Ren Yifei glanced in different directions. He remembered that he was a player. He was about to turn his eyes when he froze at the red liquid substance in the transparent plastic cup.

This is the cup of the signature milk tea. there is red jam in the signature milk tea.

A strange idea brushed his mind, and Ren Yifei's face changed slightly. However, without waiting for him to remind him, npc at the edge of the corner has casually pushed the man who bowed his head and drank milk tea: "Brother, don't you have anything you want to say?"

No one would have thought that npc was just a random push, but the player who bowed his head and drank milk tea fell to the ground directly with milk tea. Milk tea rolls on the ground and sprinkles some milk tea mixed with rust.

Everyone felt uneasy, and their hearts were half cold when they looked intently.

The man who drank milk tea had a plastic straw covered with blood in his mouth, and his eyes stared so wide that he did not know when he was dead.

"Ah"

Once again, the shadow of death hung over the crowd, and it was more intense and terrible than ever before.