The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 423 Rules
"click"

Ziliang closed the door and locked it from the inside.

He had indeed figured out the method of committing the crime, but he still hadn't thought about how the tool for committing the crime appeared.

So he decided to give it a shot.
During the day, the blue water turns into a monster with a huge black mouth. Even though the soundproofing of the room prevents Ziliang from hearing the sound of the tsunami, just looking at the reflection of the moonlight reflected by the dark waves, it will come naturally to his mind. There were bursts of whistling sound from the fantasy.

Ziliang stood in front of the window looking at the dark sea and the beach under the shadow of the moon.

"Did I guess right? Tell me," Ziliang said to himself in his mind.

Just like that, he watched quietly, not knowing how long it had passed.

A huge wave suddenly surged onto the beach, and the drenched sand turned into another color. After the tide returned to the sea, a few lines of writing appeared on the originally flat beach.
【Jane.Marple (Jane. Marple) - dead】

【Or】

【You, dead】

The corners of Ziliang's calm mouth curled up slightly.

"Heh—" He laughed out loud.

Because, he guessed right, the person who killed Sherlock was none other than [Jane Marple].

"So, now that I'm a wolf, is Marple a sheep?"

But all of a sudden, before Ziliang finished talking to himself, he saw a huge wave bursting up in the darkness outside the window, and it shot straight at Ziliang.

What's even more miraculous is that the waves completely violated the meaning of physics, directly crossed the wall in front of them, and really swept Ziliang into it!Then, there was a whirl of dizziness. Ziliang felt as if he had turned into a piece of ass paper spinning in the toilet, and was sucked in by some kind of huge force, and then he lost consciousness.

"Hi"

"Hi wake up"

A voice gradually became clear, he was urging Ziliang to wake up.

Ziliang slowly opened his eyes. Then, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

In front of him is a very small room, only about 10 square meters. He is sitting on a simple single bed at the moment, and opposite him is a chair and a table. On both sides of the table are a There is a door and a window. At this moment, the door is closed tightly, and outside the window, there seems to be a strange scene with nothing in it.

Oh, by the way, there's a big TV set by the window.

Well, the scene in front of me is indeed a bit strange, but it is within the acceptable range, and it is the person sitting on the chair that makes Ziliang stunned for a moment.

This is a person whose age cannot be seen. The reason why he said this is not because he has the temperament of "he has a youthful face with white hair, and a fairy bone", but simply because... this guy has no face.

Uh—it is not accurate to say that there is no face. This person still has a face, but his face is too abstract. It is a lump of twisted muscles and blood vessels. There is no skin, and the muscle lines are incomparable. It is clearly displayed on it, and if you look carefully, there are some burning spots that can only appear on the body surface of a severely burned patient. Moreover, this person has no nose or hair.

Let's put it this way, his whole head is a half-cooked meat egg, with two eyeballs stuck on it, and a slit for a mouth.
Well, this guy looks like this, plus his aesthetically pleasing attire, a small top hat, and strange gloves, you can imagine that this guy can become all 15-year-olds once he walks by. The following little child's nightmare.

"Em, you're"

Ziliang asked without showing any fear when he saw such a man.

"Oh, don't ask what you want, just say it!"

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him showed an impatient look and said.

Ziliang frowned: "What do you want? So you are the kind of god who can fulfill other people's wishes? You designed the murder game in that villa? And the winner in the end can realize a wish? Hehe , It's really interesting, I didn't expect God to be so ugly. Eh? Not right, I just guessed Marple's crime method, so I shouldn't be the final winner. Could it be that everyone who guessed the murder method Everyone can realize a wish, but the premise is that he survives."

Based on such a sentence, Ziliang speculated a lot of things.

However, just when he said it clearly and logically as if he was congratulating himself.

"Hey! Hey! Don't talk to yourself there, okay?" The disfigured face in front of him quickly interrupted Ziliang's rambling: "I asked you what killing tool you want."

"Murder tool?"

"Yeah, killing tool. Oh, I forgot, I have to tell you the rules, cut, it's really annoying. Cough cough, then listen carefully, the competition you are playing now is [Murder Contest], or whatever you want Whatever it's called." The disfigured face said weakly, it could be seen that he should have said the same thing many times.

"The rules are simple.

First: Everyone but yourself is dead, and you live, then you win.

Second: When you kill a person within 24 hours, no contestant has discovered your killing method, you are also considered a victory.

Third: Every time you see through someone else's killing method, you can come here, and I can reward you with a killing tool. Of course, this method must be thought of by yourself, not listened to by others.Moreover, the killing tool you want should not be too much. For example, if you want a grenade that can blow up others but not yourself, I will definitely not give it to you.

That's it. Hey, wait, I forgot, there's a fourth point.That is----

As long as you promise me to replace the TV with LCD, I will make an exception and give you a pistol, how about it. "

The man with the disfigured face said lightly.

However, Ziliang's expression seemed a bit pained.
"Well, why does the fourth point feel different from the previous three points?" He asked.

"Ah? Is there? Oh, don't worry about it. Anyway, do you agree or not?" As he spoke, this guy took out a piece of paper, and Ziliang took it over to see that it was still a decent copy 'Contract Document'.

The title name is .

【Letter of Commitment to Renew Entertainment Equipment in Guard Room】

"If you agree, just sign below, as long as you sign, I will send you to the villa now, and then give you a gun, how about it?"

Ziliang looked down at the piece of paper, then looked up at the weird man in front of him.

"Hey, your fourth rule, you just added it yourself." He shouted.

(I've already figured out the killing method, hum, you scumbags!)

(End of this chapter)