Infinite spooky game

Chapter 82 Hopeless Sea (Thirteen) Murderer-The Murderer
The bell of the bell tower rang again behind me, and the echo of "dang dang" rippled into the distance, ringing seven times in total.

Qisi raised his left hand and looked at his watch, his expression became serious: "It's two o'clock in the afternoon, let's go back quickly."

Just when Chang Xu thought he was about to say something noble, he added to himself: "If you go back late, you won't be able to eat well."

What he said... turned out to be quite reasonable and impossible to refute.

No one wants to eat those "fish" meats that are obviously problematic. Even if they don't die, they still can't pass the test in their hearts.

The way back does not have the clock tower as a landmark like when we came here. The two-story hotel is easily hidden in the coconut grove, making it difficult to determine the direction.

As Qis followed the footprints and memories left behind, the air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood, very faint, as if coming from a distant place.

There was no other movement, the bloody smell was all the information.

Qisi had some vague guesses, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He walked in the direction where the bloody smell came from, pushed aside the forest leaves on both sides, and walked around several sand dunes. His sense of smell detected a stronger smell, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

It was a small piece of sand not covered by coconut palms. In the center lay a young man wearing a black sweatshirt. He had been lying there for an unknown length of time, and a pool of blood had accumulated under him, showing a semi-solidified fluid appearance.

Chang Xu stepped forward first, squatted down beside the young man, stretched out his hand to feel his breath, and concluded: "He is dead."

After waiting for another half minute to make sure there was no danger, Qisi walked over and stopped outside the outline of the pool of blood.

"Looking at the coagulation of the blood, he has been dead for more than three hours." He made a judgment and looked down at the body on the ground.

The young man is handsome and not the type that leaves a deep impression on others.His eyes were wide open, his pupils were dilated, and his tongue was hanging from the side of his open mouth. It was really not a good look to die.

Zis didn't find the handkerchief in his pocket, so he simply stood aside and instructed his teammates: "Turn the person over, he should have died from the force on his back."

Chang Xu did as he was told. When he turned the corpse over, Qisi saw something falling from the head of the corpse. It was clearly broken bone tissue that had been piled together and blurred with blood. Looking from the front, you really can't see anything unusual.

Qisi let out a "whoop" and joked: "It was so strong that half of his head was broken. It seems that the murderer is at least a head taller than the deceased."

Chang Xu understood the implication, raised his eyebrows and asked: "You mean, it was a human who killed him? Was it the hands of a player?"

"This is just my guess." Qiss doesn't like to speak in full, as that would easily overwhelm his credibility.

He analyzed in a casual tone: "Two people died last night. One of them disappeared directly, and the other was bitten to death by a fish monster. His death method did not fit any of them. Of course, there is the most important thing One thing is water. The floor of Gao Musheng and Xu Maochun’s room is covered with sea water, but here it is dry, and there is no salty smell left after the sea water evaporates. "

Chang Xu realized something and looked coldly: "Why did the murderer want to kill him? Is it because of the side mission?"

"Who knows?" Qisi looked in the direction of the hotel in his memory and joked, "It's possible that we met him before, the Bureau of Grudges."

Chang Xu didn't find it funny at all.Once someone takes the initiative and kills other players, the zero-sum game nature of the copy will be exposed, and the balanced situation finally achieved will be broken.Everyone is in danger and hurts each other, which is what he doesn't want to see.

What Chang Xu can think of, Qisi will naturally not think of.

He suppressed a little smile and sighed quietly: "The most troublesome thing is that we don't know who the murderer is. Brother Chang, have you ever played Werewolf?"

Chang Xu had never played before. He shook his head and motioned the young man with his eyes to continue talking.

"In the collective decision-making of irrational individuals, the probability of accidentally killing a good person is more than half." Qisi paused for a moment and asked a meaningful question, "Brother Chang, if everyone thinks that I am the mastermind behind the scenes, will you believe it? ?”

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The kitchen was as long and narrow as a monster's corridor, and the unbearable fishy smell lingered in the air like a physical entity. After being in it for a moment, a layer of grease seemed to be absorbed on the skin, causing bursts of itching.

Weird fish bones hang on the wooden walls on both sides, half a person's height, with spines as thick as ribs. If the fish head and tail weren't so distinct, it might give the illusion of human bones.

The deeper you go into the kitchen, the fresher the fish bones become, and some even have uncut meat hanging from them, hanging down like rags.

Zhang Hongfeng and Liu Yuhan explored the depths of the kitchen one after the other.There was a faint sound of "gurgling" water in front of me, as if I forgot to turn off the faucet.The blood on Zhang Hongfeng's hands was almost dry. The blood mixed with brain matter was thick and sticky on the skin, giving it a cold and sticky touch.

A voice shouted in my head: Go wash your hands!Wash off the blood!

His intuition made sense, and he quickly walked towards the direction where the sound of water flow came from.

Turning the corner, he saw a wash basin with a row of faucets in front of him, which was more attractive than ever.

Only the faucet in the middle was left open, and the water flowed down as if it was not wasted.

Zhang Hongfeng walked to the sink in a few steps, scrubbed his hands vigorously against the water...

From the moment she entered the kitchen, Liu Yuhan had been holding her notebook and following behind Zhang Hongfeng.

She just shook her head and saw the man whose hands were covered in blood running forward like crazy because he didn't know what kind of demon possessed him.

problem occurs!
"Uncle Zhang! Stop!" Liu Yuhan didn't care too much and shouted briefly.

Zhang Hongfeng, however, acted as if he hadn't heard anything and continued to move forward, disappearing around the corner in a few seconds.

He was possessed!Liu Yuhan immediately made a judgment, gritted her teeth and chased after him.

She knew that it was unwise to follow Zhang Hongfeng in this situation, as she might be involved, but she still did it.

If she follows him, Zhang Hongfeng still has a chance to survive; if she leaves alone, Zhang Hongfeng will definitely die!

After just a few steps, Liu Yuhan was out of breath.Her physical fitness was not good, and her nervousness and fear made her legs weak and difficult to move.

Zhang Hongfeng finally appeared in front of him again. This middle-aged man was hunched over and immersed in washing his hands in the sink.

Liu Yuhan walked over and rubbed her shoulder against the wooden frame nearby.

With a "pop" sound, a rectangular object landed in front of his feet.

She didn't have time to think, so she subconsciously bent down and picked up the thing.

There is an oil painting embedded in the exquisitely carved frame. A man in an aristocratic dress and a woman in a blue dress are cuddling together, staring at Liu Yuhan who is looking at the painting and smiling. That peaceful smile is reflected in this scene. Seems extremely weird.

"Why can't these hands be clean..." Zhang Hongfeng's trembling voice suddenly sounded from beside the sink.

Why can't it be washed clean?Liu Yuhan's heart was ringing with alarm bells. She held the oil painting and cautiously approached the sink step by step.

"It can't be washed away no matter what..." Zhang Hongfeng repeated it again. The fear was as bright as the lights in the dark night, getting stronger and stronger. "The more blood is washed away, the more blood is washed away..."

Liu Yuhan held on to her thick glasses and saw clearly the bright red blood flowing from the faucet from a distance. It was as thick as pus, and the smell of blood was pungent.

No wonder it couldn't be washed clean... She gasped, her steps froze in place, and her eyes slowly moved up.

Is there any faucet in front of me?Behind the sink, there was a corpse lying there, with its head tilted back and drooping, and blood was flowing down!

The corpse has the face of Xu Maochun, the face of the missing Xu Maochun!

A pair of cold hands touched the back of Liu Yuhan's neck. She turned her head stiffly, almost suffocating.

The beautiful woman in a blue dress stood in a pool of blood on the ground, looking at her with a smile and gesticulating with her hands:

"Why, come to my kitchen?"

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