The max level boss pretends to be new in unlimited games

Chapter 7 Death Invitation (4)

A piece of yellowed vintage hyacinth paper lies quietly on the keys.

"Do you mind?" The wavy curly hair asked while reaching out to pick it up.

He didn't care about Shi Zhen's attitude.

Shi Zhen had a slight smile on her face and stood aside obediently.

He didn't even look up.

There was no hint of unwillingness that she should have a share in the letter.

Fortunately, after wavy curly hair hurriedly browsed, he did not hide anything and read out the content on the letter: "I am the tenth descendant of Windsor Castle, Lily Windsor... In summer, I came to the castle to cool off. The weather is hot... It was suggested that I hold a dance... I died tragically... My resentment sealed the castle... I held a dance every year, and one of the guests who attended was the murderer. Find him (her), avenge me, and you can inherit this castle. Castle.”

The letter paper is too worn.

I don’t know how much wind and rain it has gone through, and many of the handwritings are blurred.

But fortunately, there is a lot of information, enough to deduce the full picture.

This Miss Lily Windsor held a ball at the suggestion of xx.As a result, for unknown reasons, she died tragically at the dance.Her resentment enveloped the castle, but it was a pity that she could not keep the guests.So every year, the castle sends out invitations to the dance, hoping to find the murderer.

"Then who are we? Customers or detectives?" The short-haired man scratched his head irritably and asked.

He hates puzzle-themed scenes the most.

I'm so annoying.

If you accidentally choose the wrong one, you will die, if you don't choose, you will die.

In short, the difficulty is much higher than that of Escape or Brawl.

The person who had been hired to protect him with a lot of money died again.

The short-haired man's mentality was a bit broken.

"I think it's all there."

A sweet voice sounded, interrupting the short-haired man who was about to vent his emotions.

Shi Zhen's slender fingers took out the letter and held it up to read.

After reading it, he handed it to the short-haired man.

The short-haired man didn't answer.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man who spoke very little from beginning to end and had almost no presence, wearing thick-soled glasses, took over.

Seeing Shi Zhen look at him, he smiled awkwardly: "I want to take a look too."

The voice was low and muffled, like it was coming out of the throat.

Shi Zhen loosened his fingers.

The wavy-haired man frowned and looked at Shi Zhen: "What did you mean just now?"

The short-haired man reacted, grabbing a life-saving straw, moved a few steps, and stood almost close to Shi Zhen: "You know, right?"

"You have a clue?!"

The word "clue" seemed to have a special meaning. As soon as it was said, the atmosphere in the entire hall changed.

tight.

Danger.

Shi Zhen didn't notice it at all. She frowned and complained about the short-haired man: "You are too close to me!"

The short-haired man gasped.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Jiao.

Shi Zhen was finally a little frightened by him and wanted to find help in panic, but the short-haired man blocked her entire view.Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of crying: "I just analyzed it briefly. If I made a mistake, I apologize."

"The first time I played a game, I really didn't understand anything."

As he spoke, tears accumulated in his eyes.

The upturned face is charming.

The man with a short head suddenly couldn't push any further.

He took two steps back and distanced himself.

Shi Zhen raised her fingers and wiped her eyes twice.

At this time, the curly-haired woman spoke: "I also think there are both. Some of us are murderers and some are detectives."

"As for how to identify the identity, the game should give hints later. Otherwise, the difficulty will be too high and it cannot be considered an elementary scene."

"The prompt hasn't come out yet. Can we exchange names? Judging from the settings, we need to work together in groups to clear the level. I hope my teammates are trustworthy."

After the curly-haired girl finished speaking, seeing that no one said anything, she took the initiative and said, "My name is Han Mingli, a self-media video blogger."

Shi Zhen timidly introduced: "My name is Shi Zhen, a student at Songnan University."

Both girls said it.

As a man, he still acts coy and makes people laugh.

The short-haired man followed closely: "I introduced you before entering the game, but Shi Zhen didn't hear me. Let me say it again. My name is Zhao Yang, unemployed, second generation rich."

Middle-aged man with glasses: "Su Li, teacher."

"Okay, let's go find the identity reminder first. Meet in my room later." Han Mingli made the decision in a few words.Shi Zhen was about to speak but stopped.

Han Mingli was about to ask her if she had anything else. On the stairs, a head popped out and asked with some panic: "Hey, have you read the invitation? There is something extra on it!"

"What's extra?" Zhao Yang asked.

Tang Xiaoxing, who had a pinch of blue highlights, said impatiently: "You won't look at yourself first?"

talking room.

Shi Zhen had already opened the small dark green silk bag.

She said "Hey" first, because the entire cover of the invitation turned red.And it's fluid, sticky, and red like blood.

It seems that if you press it, you will get blood on your hands.

Fortunately, it just seems.

Shi Zhen opened it and her fingers were clean, with nothing on them.

She looked at the sudden addition of words inside the invitation and pursed her lower lip: "It seems like her identity has come out."

"What's your identity?" Tang Xiaoxing asked, looking at Han Mingli.

Her dislike for Shi Zhen was really strong.

Han Mingli walked upstairs and briefly explained their findings and reasoning.

Han Mingli's invitation was placed in the room.

The same goes for Zhao Yang and Su Li.

When Zhao Yang passed by Tang Xiaoxing, he saw that Tang Xiaoxing had an ugly face and was reading her own invitation letter.Zhao Yang said casually: "Did you get the identity of the murderer?"

"You are the murderer!" Tang Xiaoxing roared fiercely and ran back to the room angrily.

It's just her back that looks like she has a guilty conscience.

……

One o'clock.

The five people who were still alive gathered in Han Mingli's room.

Han Mingli's face was heavy: "The painting appears on my invitation. What about you?"

Shi Zhen: "Me too."

Tang Xiaoxing glared at Shi Zhen, annoyed that she had beaten him to it, and simply opened the invitation letter to Han Mingli to see: "This is what I have above. It's weird."

The invitation is a simple line drawing.

Very abstract.

But if you think about it carefully, it looks a bit like a woman in a complicated palace dress who was stabbed in the chest with a knife.

Han Mingli also showed hers to everyone.

Her picture shows the profile of a woman running away with her skirt in hand.

What Zhao Yang showed him was the butler with his hands open and his body leaning forward slightly.

Shi Zhen also opened the invitation letter.

A piano is painted above her.

It was the one that killed people today.

There was a pool of blood on the side.

There was still Su Li left to show to everyone, so Zhao Yang urged Su Li.Unexpectedly, Su Li stood up suddenly and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry."

Then he turned and ran out.

Zhao Yang stood up and chased for a few steps, but was stopped by Han Mingli.

Han Mingli rubbed her brows tiredly: "Forget it."

Zhao Yang said with an ugly face: "He is so guilty, he is probably the murderer."

The others didn't answer.

Only Shi Zhen glanced at him and said slowly: "Maybe."

"It's too late, I want to go to bed. Can we talk about it tomorrow?"

Shi Zhen covered her mouth and yawned.

Tang Xiaoxing frowned and dissed her: "Have you figured out the situation? This is a horror game, who are you showing off to?"

"I'll feel bad if I don't get enough sleep." Shi Zhen frowned, stood up, and really walked out.

Tang Xiaoxing was so angry that she complained to Han Mingli: "She has no intention of cooperating! Just don't take her with you!"

Zhao Yang couldn't help but explain to Shi Zhen: "I'm right, sleep is very important. If you don't have energy, how can you cope with tomorrow?"

Seeing that Tang Xiaoxing and Zhao Yang were about to quarrel.

Han Mingli made a stop gesture and sighed: "Let's talk tomorrow. Everyone is tired today."

"I don't dare to sleep alone. Let me share a room with you tonight." Tang Xiaoxing held Han Mingli's arm and begged.

Han Mingli agreed.

Zhao Yang took the door and went out.

When passing by Shi Zhen's room, he wanted to say something, but in the end he lingered at the door for dozens of seconds and left.

inside the door.

Lying on her back on the bed, Shi Zhen's skin was pale and swollen with water.

The smell of water emanates from the inside out.

She was motionless, as if dead.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes.

A piece of scarlet.

"brush!"

Long, sharp nails dug into the bed frame.

The solid wood shelf is like foam and can be easily penetrated.

(End of this chapter)