Without Jiang Cheng's reminder, Lin Muyun gathered all his energy for the last time and threw the chair on Yuan Xiaotian. Then he ran to Lin Muwan, picked her up and ran away without saying a word.
The moment she rushed out of the safety door, Lin Muwan turned her head anxiously. Behind her and her brother, the fog that filled the stairwell slowly closed, like a barrier, blocking her sight.
Likewise, it also cuts off someone's hope of survival.
Lin Muwan's eyes suddenly became frightened, and his mouth opened slightly, but he could not make a sound. At the last moment when the fog closed, a figure rushed out of the fog.
Lin Muwan let out a long sigh as his pale face softened.
Jiang Cheng was much faster than Lin Muyun, who was carrying his sister on his back. When he passed by him, he even gave him a hand.
There was a stumbling sound behind him, and Yuan Xiaotian's limbs were twisted at the back joints, lying on the ground, chasing after him like a big spider.
The two halves of the split head looked like the mouthparts of a monster, with disgusting mucus dripping from them.
Yuan Xiaotian's speed was much faster than them, but in such a short distance, it obviously had no chance. The next second, the three people in Jiangcheng rushed out of the gate at the same time.
The raindrops in the sky stopped for an instant, as if the pause button had been pressed, and the raindrops were suspended in mid-air, like broken threads.
The world fell silent.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-"
The familiar alarm bell rang, and the three of them followed it. Not far from them, there was an old alarm clock with a bronze shell on the steps of the green belt.
Exactly like the one in their room.
His eyes gradually moved away. On the branch of a small tree in the green belt, there was a blue backpack hanging sideways, like a school bag for students.
Obviously, the alarm clock exists to remind them to find this backpack.
Jiang Cheng walked over and reached out to take off the bag. Before he could open it to check, he felt the world spin for a while, and immediately lost consciousness.
...
When I woke up again, I saw a pale ceiling.
He shook his head slightly and sat up from the bed. His mind was groggy, as if he was still hungover.
Looking around, he returned to the apartment again.
But this time, there was something new in his room, a blue backpack hanging quietly on the hook behind his door.
Turning over and getting out of bed, there was a noise outside the door. After hearing the fat man's angry voice, Jiang Cheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Taking off his backpack and holding it in his hand, Jiang Cheng opened the door and walked out.
It was still the same place, with a group of people huddled together. It looked lively, but the atmosphere was different from what Jiang Cheng expected. Everyone seemed to be in a bad mood.
According to Jiang Cheng's understanding, this mission is over, and they just need to wait and leave.
Huaiyi was the first to notice Jiang Cheng approaching and said in surprise: "Brother Jiang, are you awake?"
"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded, but his eyes stayed on the face of the man named Feng Jie. Feng Jie had a gloomy face, obviously angry because of the quarrel.
Jiang Cheng's impression was that he just didn't like to talk much, but he was a prudent person who knew the importance of things. Xia Qiang valued him very much.
"Doctor." When the fat man saw Jiang Cheng, the anger on his face dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his voice became happy, "You finally woke up, we were all worried about you!"
Finally woke up...
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng frowned slightly. What do you mean by finally waking up? Didn't they wake up together?
Also, why didn't he see the two brothers Lin Muyun and Lin Muwan?
As if in response to his doubts, two more doors opened, and two brothers, Lin Muyun and Lin Muwan, walked out one after another.
After Jiang Cheng glanced at them, he put down the worries in his heart and raised his chin to the remaining people. "What exactly happened? Please tell me slowly."
"Let me tell you." Zhou Tong stood up. She first sorted out her thoughts, and then started to talk.
It turned out that yesterday, shortly after the four Jiangcheng people disappeared, Captain Wu and the others called, still saying that Wang Jie's body had been found, and they hurried to Yourun Building.
But this time, what they saw was Xia Qiang's body.
The body fell in the middle of the corridor on the 11th floor. It was cut from the waist and split into two. There was blood all over the floor.
The important thing is that there is only one body of him.
Feng Jie endured his grief and noticed that Captain Wu and Team Leader Zhang, who were leading the team, had strange expressions. After asking, he found out that when they arrived after receiving the alarm, it was not yet completely dark, and they were outside the main entrance of Yourun Building. Four unconscious people were found near the green belt.
"Four people?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.
Zhou Tong's face became unnatural, but he still said: "Yes, that's right... there are four people, you, Lin Muyun, Lin Muwan, and... Xiaotian."
"Xiaotian is here too, he's alive." Zhou Tong raised his head and his tone became urgent, as if he was eager to tell everything he knew about the situation, "Mr. Jiang, this is also the rule of the game. The dead player is only in the script. He died, but he can still be revived, as long as the conditions are met..."
"Where are the others?" Jiang Cheng asked immediately.
Zhou Tong paused for a moment, then glanced behind him. There was the corner of the corridor. When it became quiet, he could faintly hear someone sobbing.
"In the team, Xiaotian has the best relationship with Qiang brother Li Mengyao. Now that they are gone, he..." Zhou Tong couldn't continue talking, his eyes were red, and his voice started to choke. .
Jiang Cheng nodded, indicating that he understood, and then asked tentatively: "The way to save people is to take away the body's nameplate and take it out of Yourun Building, right?"
Zhou Tong nodded and choked with sobs: "That's it."
Seeing Zhou Tong's appearance, Feng Jie sighed, took over the conversation, and said in a low voice: "I used my identity as a night watchman to take you away, but you were still unconscious and couldn't be woken up. Zhou Tong and this Brother, I will stay here to take care of you. Huaiyi and I went to the reasoning hall again and entered Room 19."
"This time, we got the player's handbook, which details the rules of the Rainy Night Murderer script." Feng Jie's words were very organized, "As long as the dead player's identity card is taken away and taken out of Yourun Building, then Dead players can be resurrected in the scripted game.”
"The name badge..." Feng Jie paused, "It's our identity badge. Everyone is unique."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng understood why Yuan Xiaotian was able to survive. It was entirely because he took away his identity tag.
"The corpse whose identity tag has been removed will stand up and become the murderer's puppet in the rainy night." Jiang Cheng recalled: "Help the murderer hunt down the survivors."
"That's right." Feng Jie said in a low and firm voice: "So, rescuing people is a very dangerous thing. It is likely that the gain will outweigh the loss and cause more unnecessary casualties."
