The second and third floors have similar structures, with 11 rooms on the second floor and 10 on the third floor.
Excluding Aunt Wen's room on the second floor, there are equivalent to 10 rooms for children on each floor.
"It seems that this orphanage is not small," Ayao gently opened a door and placed two small beds in each room, indicating that it could accommodate at least 40 children.
Each door has a player's name on it, identifying it as their previous room.
"I thought it was a room for two people. It seems that although it is a twin room, it is still a room for one person when there are few people." Ayao joked and saw his room.
The three of them looked at each other and separated to look for clues. Cheng Miao found the door with her name on it, opened it and took a look. She saw neatly folded quilts, a clean room, and two small beds side by side.
Cheng Miao placed the lantern on the table to ensure that she would have a shadow. She rummaged around the room and found some of her original homework books.
It seems that Cheng Miao didn't pay very close attention in class when he was a child. There were stick figures drawn on many pages.
There are two stick figures at the beginning, followed by one.
Cheng Miao didn't pay much attention to it. It was common for children to like to imagine a friend, but Cheng Miao found something very familiar in the textbook.
Of the two little stick figures in the textbook, one has the word "Miao" written on its round head, and the other has the word "Liao" written on it.
Somehow, Cheng Miao suddenly remembered that after she came to this dungeon, someone would call her by the wrong name from time to time.
The one he shouted was "Cheng Liao".
If this little man with "Liao" written on it is Cheng Miao's imaginary friend when he was a child, then why would people outside know about it?
Just a coincidence that went wrong?
Cheng Miao didn't believe it.
She tore off the page and went to the two small beds.
Although the pillows and quilts on the two beds were cleaned and neatly folded, it was obvious that they were not brand new and had been used.
Cheng Miao thought for a while, pushed the two beds apart, and found writings written by children in pencil on the walls on both sides.
The content of the words is similar, but it makes people feel chills down their spines.
"Miaomiao and Liaoliao will always be together."
The handwriting on the walls on both sides was different, and Cheng Miao was sure that two children once lived in the room with his name on it.
The other child is Cheng Liao.
If many people can call me and Cheng Liao by the wrong name, it means that Cheng Liao looks very similar to me, and it is even possible...
Exactly the same.
So where did Cheng Liao go?
For some reason, Cheng Miao followed his instinct and looked back at the shadow that had been following him on the ground.
The shadow swayed quietly under the candlelight of the lantern, looking perfectly normal.
Cheng Miao's heart beat faster. She took a few deep breaths before carrying the lantern and going out.
As soon as he went out, Cheng Miao saw Qin Musong and Ayao with equally ugly faces.
Both of them found that the room with their names on it showed signs of two people living there.
Although not as many as Cheng Miao could infer, but judging from the situation where there were only 20 players from the beginning, the other 20 children were no longer there.
Cheng Miao rubbed the lantern pole made of human bones. She even felt that the lantern was warmer than the orphanage.
"Miss Cheng, are the other 20 children who died innocently and tragically entangled us..." Ayao said while rubbing his arms.
Cheng Miao looked towards Aunt Wen's room, "I have a guess, please listen to it."
"You must have been called by your wrong name sometimes, right?"
Hearing what Cheng Miao said, the two of them were stunned for a moment, and then they were a little surprised to find that they were not the only ones who had encountered this problem.
Cheng Miao gave a wry smile, "Everyone thinks that some people can't remember things as they get old, but that's not true."
"My guess is that our identities in this copy are likely to be twins."
"Twins!" Ayao exclaimed in low voice.
Cheng Miao handed her the torn paper, "My other sister should be called Cheng Liao. In the past two days, some people always call me Cheng Liao."
Qin Musong and Ayao looked at the stick figures on the note, their expressions looking very ugly.
Cheng Miao collected the note and continued calmly, "We have been raised in this orphanage as twins. Then one day, for unknown reasons, they selected one of the children, and the other child was lost. Her name, identity, and existence.”
"Why do they want to kill children?" Ayao has passed many dungeons, but killing 20 children at once on such a large scale is still uncommon.
Cheng Miao was silent for a moment, "I'm not sure if the other 20 children are dead."
Ayao looked at Cheng Miao's eyes on the ground strangely, "Not dead? If not dead, where is it? There is no place to hide people here."
Qin Musong has been with Cheng Miao for a long time. Although his thinking and analysis skills are not as strong as Cheng Miao's, it does not prevent him from quickly understanding Cheng Miao's meaning.
Qin Musong followed Cheng Miao's eyes and his eyes turned cold, "You mean...our shadows..."
Ayao looked at Cheng Miao in the flickering candlelight and coldly said something that made her back still tingle even after passing this dungeon.
"Our shadow should be another of our brothers and sisters."
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"Aunt Wen, we have never had a power outage here, how could this happen!"
The residential building that had a power outage was buzzing with people. Everyone stood on the balcony and did not dare to enter the house, let alone risk going downstairs through the dark corridor.
In fact, if they had a lamp, they would be fine.
But for the inhabitants certain rules are ingrained in their bones, as is the desire for light.
So although there was no real threat to their lives, they still exploded.
Qi Jiajia pretended to be obedient and followed Aunt Wen to check around. Finally, Aunt Wen came to the conclusion that there was malicious sabotage.
As soon as these words came out, it even exploded.
"Who! Who is the one who killed a thousand swords!"
"Didn't I say that one of the naughty children in Old Madam Su's family is gone? Is there anyone else doing this?!"
"That's not true. You know people but don't know faces. Aunt Wen, you need to check the buildings that are fine."
Listening to everyone's chatter, Qi Jiajia exchanged looks with Feng Shu and Jiang Sheng.
It seems because of these strange rules and the possibility of death at any time.
Although the community seems harmonious, many people actually have grievances in their hearts.
Qi Jiajia has observed that the elderly may see things more clearly and are less excited, but the scoldings made by many young people are more unpleasant than the last.
Aunt Wen was also one and two heads tall. She shouted through the loudspeaker, "There is sun now, and there is light in the corridor. If you don't come out at this time, there will be nothing you can do!"
Some residents still didn't dare to take risks, and Aunt Wen's face became cold after all the talk.
"If I don't want to come out and follow you, if I don't want to die, just stay at home."
