A mask of arrogance, cruelty, and wanting to gain attention from others.
However, the most terrifying thing about the scene in front of him was not it, nor the disemboweled corpse, but the applauding killers surrounding the dead ones.
No one mourned, no one was afraid, there were excited and excited cheers, and there was concern that it had nothing to do with them.
They are more like spectators from another world than Xia Qimiao.
"It's the third young master who died this time. Your probability of winning the bet is much higher." The bird-tail mask next to him congratulated.
"Aren't you afraid that you will be the next to die?" she asked him.
"You don't know much about the first time you attend the party. It only kills the president's immediate family members for fun during this time, so we don't have to worry," Moni shrugged. "The only one left to die is the new president. When it does, it will end the killing and then bless all who wear its mask.”
Xia Qimiao raised her eyebrows: "So sure?"
"Always," he replied.
Tsk. In her eyes, dead people herald danger. If these people repeatedly jump on the edge of danger, they are not far from death.
Xia Qimiao refused Moni's company and walked alone in the building.
All doors to the outside world were locked.
She used a brooch to pry open one of the doors, but still couldn't get out - blocked by a wall of air.
The moonlight shines through the gaps in the thick clouds, gently covering the beauty with a veil.
This scene would make for an enchanting picture of a moonlit beauty, if only the beauty hadn't been holding a hammer in her hand, pounding the air while saying "eighty, eighty".
No injury alerts were received.
Xia Qimiao took back the hammer with his backhand. It seemed that the air wall was immune to damage.
She felt it was a pity that she couldn't go out to see it, so she could only explore the inside.
There are no surveillance facilities such as cameras here, so she doesn't have to worry about her image in front of others.
There should be a room like a collection room where she can go in and feel the comfort of the decoration.
In order to save time, Xia Qimiao tried the doorknobs of the rooms one by one. There was no need to go in if they could be turned directly. There was definitely no particularly good stuff in there.
The disadvantage of having no teammates in a single-player dungeon is that she has to do everything herself.
Finally, she found a locked room.
She took off the brooch again, but before she could insert it into the keyhole, she heard running footsteps.
It turns out that not all the killers here come and go silently like ghosts.
"Finally found you, Miss Reporter!"
The visitor was panting. She was not wearing a formal evening dress, but an extremely simple outfit that was easy to move around. Only the mask on her face showed that she was also a member of the party.
"Quick, come out with me, you will die if you stay here!"
"Okay, let's go out." Xia Qimiao responded quickly.
"Why don't you ask me who I am and how I can take you out?" The girl wearing a white mask widened her eyes. Originally, she was ready to persuade her with a long speech, but she didn't expect that the other party would be so cooperative. She felt a little regretful for no reason. .
"Time is limited, let's go directly."
Xia Qimiao took the initiative into her own hands in just a few words. She naturally noticed the name of the white mask. It seemed that he was a key figure who knew many plots.
"Okay, don't talk and come with me."
The white mask leads the way. Every time he reaches a corner, he will signal to stop. He will first poke his head to see if anyone is there. If he doesn't go out again, he will take a detour if someone is there.
Finally, they arrived at a white door.
Xia Qimiao thought she was going to get the key, but saw her take out a piece of wire and open the lock.
"You have to pick the lock at your own home, Miss Fourth."
"I can't help it. Who asked the eldest sister to take away all my keys?" Miss Fourth, who was wearing a white mask, sighed and realized what she was doing after entering the door. "How do you know my identity?"
Before receiving a reply, she suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, you are a reporter. You must have collected intelligence beforehand. You are quite powerful. You can find out my information even though I never show up."
No, it's because you fit the description of a rookie killer with a broken arm.
Moreover, Xia Qimiao saw when he placed the bet that the corresponding color of the youngest daughter was white. She was the only one wearing a white mask in the audience, so her identity was naturally self-evident.
"Yeah." She didn't bother to explain, so she omitted all the details and just followed her train of thought and admitted.
"But no matter how powerful you are, you can't interfere with things here. Leave as soon as possible!" She broke a book out, and with a rumble, the bookshelf moved away automatically.
Then, the fourth lady cut her fingertips and squeezed some blood onto the wall. Then a piece of the wall fell down, revealing the passage behind it.
"This is a secret passage that only a few people know. This is where I came from. When you encounter a fork, keep walking to the left and you can get out."
"You must go left, not right," she emphasized. Seeing that no one was coming, she urged, "Hurry, what are you waiting for? Sister and the others will find you later, and you won't be able to leave!"
Xia Qimiao looked at the deep secret passage and thought of his flashlight. It can provide both lighting and warning. What a good prop it is. She shouldn't say that it has dropped in price. If there is a chance, she should buy it back first.
She picked up an object and threw it over. As expected, it bounced back when it touched the entrance of the secret passage.
Sure enough, this also has an air wall.
The fourth lady was even more surprised than she was. She touched it without belief, and the same happened to herself.
"It was discovered, it was discovered..." She repeated this sentence, her whole body was a little crazy, and she stabbed the area with a knife with one hand.
When a normal person encounters this situation, he would either go to comfort her to get more information out of her, or stay far away to avoid being affected by the madman.
Xia Qimiao was not normal. She chose to ignore the crazy person and explore the room directly.
She put her finger on a painting and received a system prompt [The comfort value of this decoration is 20].
Sure enough, there are good things in the locked room.
She looked at the painting carefully, trying to figure out the reason for its unusually high values, but failed.
Sure enough, professional things should be done by professionals. She was responsible for bringing the paintings back, and Lin Jiangdan was responsible for analysis.
After she finished unloading the frame, the people next to her became quiet, their cheeks bulging, as if they were chewing something.
When the fourth lady saw Xia Qimiao looking over, she gave her a piece of chocolate: "Eat it, at least you won't starve to death if you eat a little."
Seeing that she didn't answer, he added: "Don't worry, I didn't poison you. Maybe you don't believe it, I have never killed anyone."
"I believe."
"As expected, you don't either...what did you say?"
"I believe."
Xia Qimiao took the chocolate, and no matter whether she believed it in her heart or not, she always said she believed it. In this way, the NPC would think that she was the only one who understood her, and then she would confide in the story.
