MTL - Non-Human Seeking Re-employment-Chapter 4 Infinite loop
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The minute hand moved forward and came to the 12 o'clock place.
The third day is over.
At the beginning of the infinite nightmare game, on the third day, the players are going to attend Mr. A’s funeral.
But now, four players are sitting on the couch.
Lao Chen sat in a difficult position, the female high school student was pale, the gold chain closed his mouth and said nothing, Shen Dongqing was still outside the situation, as for Huang Mao... He had already come to the photo frame and fell in love with his portrait.
They are also sitting on the opposite side of the four people, no...accurately speaking, four ghosts.
After the disguise was removed, they all showed the horror of death.
The hostess was bloody, and all her limbs were traces of axe cuts; the mad mother-in-law’s eyes were red, and she was moved uncomfortably. She didn’t know what was in her mouth; the little girl in a flower dress held her head like her, slamming Sitting in a small chair.
There is a dead in the hall.
Lao Chen finally couldn't help but open the door and broke the deadlock: "Can the funeral begin?"
The hostess took a moment: "The funeral has no way to proceed."
When a person dies, he may become a ghost, but a ghost is dead? Mr. a, who died again, is dead and can no longer die.
Lao Chen: "But we have to complete the task to get out of here."
The hostess thought for a moment: "The customs clearance condition is to attend the funeral and find the murderer."
Lao Chen took a hard shot of the sofa and blurted out: "There will be a funeral."
Then back to the beginning, the hostess said: "There is no way to hold a funeral."
According to the development of the story, every night the hostess will cooperate with Mr. a to give the player some clues until the third day of funeral, or the player will unlock the mystery, or the player will be destroyed.
But now there is a ring stuck in the middle, which leads to the next story not being developed.
This is in trouble.
beep--
At this moment, the sound of car horns came from outside the door, attracting everyone's attention.
A bus stopped at the entrance of the small courtyard and produced a light orange light.
Then the door opened, and the figure jumped directly over the two steps and landed on the ground. He is tall, wearing a long trench coat, looks wide and long legs, can't see his appearance in the dark, but he stands there far away, just like the sharp edge of the same handle, sharp and sharp.
He looked up at the hall, and there was a touch of orange light in his eyes, just looking at Shen Dongqing.
"good evening."
He smiled at Shen Dongqing and walked in.
The sofa is full of people, there is no space.
The hostess quickly stood up: "You, you please..."
"No need." He reached out and pressed the hostess, sitting directly on the arm of the sofa, and a pair of long legs with nowhere to overlap. "The time is not enough, just say the problem you encountered."
The hostess nodded and asked the questions together: "This is the case... my husband, that is, Mr. a died again, causing the funeral to fail and the player not being able to complete the task."
People come to listen very seriously, and they agree with each other.
Lao Chen squeezed a word from his teeth, and his voice was like a mosquito. He asked Shen Dongqing who was sitting next to him: "Do you know this person?"
It was a laugh at him, and he was sitting directly on the armrest of the sofa beside him.
Shen Dongqing shook his head in confusion: "I don't know." After he finished, he looked up and looked at the person sitting next to him.
This person is very tall, sitting on the arm of the sofa, directly higher than Shen Dongqing.
In the position of Shen Dongqing, he can just see the sharp outline of his chin.
Shen Dongqing was embarrassed to lick her lips: "But it looks delicious."
It is not another meaning of "good food."
But there is a pure yin in this man, which is a rare taste for Shen Dongqing. If it is not now a person, he has already plunged into a couple.
The voice fell, and there was a sudden smirk next to him.
"Thank you for complimenting." The man bowed his head and looked at Shen Dongqing next to him. "Forgot to introduce himself, Zhou Wenyan."
Shen Dongqing extended his hand and overlapped in the hands of Zhou Wenyan: "Shen Dongqing."
The two shook hands friendly and quickly released.
Zhou Wenyan retracted his hand: "I have already understood your problem. After communicating with the game system, you can pass the customs by guessing who is the murderer."
Lao Chen is awkward: "We lack clues and don't know who is the murderer."
Zhou Wenyan leaned back and raised his finger to the four ghosts in front of him. He said lazily: "The suspect is here, and one person can get a dead mouse."
Others: How does this sound so familiar?
The gold chain frowned: "What if I guess wrong?"
"Guess wrong?" Zhou Wenyan squatted, with a touch of casual smile on his lips. "It can only die."
The gold chain shuddered and closed his mouth.
If you guess wrong, you will die. Who dares to try?
One by one, silently in front of you.
Zhou Wenyan said, "I am in a hurry."
"I know!" Just as other people pondered over who was the murderer, Shen Dongqing suddenly raised his hand and attracted everyone's attention.
"I know who the murderer is."
Zhou Wenyan looked at him, and his dark eyes reflected the simple and harmless face of the youth.
"You said." He whispered.
Shen Dongqing clenched his fist in one hand and squatted in the palm of the other hand. He said plausibly: "The deceased is Mr. a, then the murderer is -"
"I."
He pointed at his nose: "I just killed Mr. A."
In Shen Dongqing's simple and rude logic, he said that there is no problem in answering.
He looked up and looked at Zhou Wenyan, a pair of black and white eyes wide open, as if asking for praise.
Zhou Wenyan held his chin in one hand and could not support it.
Did not say right, did not say no.
Shen Dongqing saw his reaction and scratched his head: "Don't I kill Mr. a?"
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