After experiencing the second door, Ning Qiushui thought of this early in the morning.
Even if they really find and identify the murderer behind the scenes, will the test of this copy be over?
I'm afraid it's not that simple.
So Ning Qiushui thought carefully about the reminder given to them by the Blood Sect.
Originally, it was very troublesome to identify the murderer through a few simple letters.
At least for people like them.
But with the reminders of the numbers on their bodies and the numbers on the iron door, as long as the commonalities between these numbers can be confirmed, the murderer of the baby can be found very quickly!
Because among all the "people"'s identities and purposes, the little girl is the only "person" who is clearly a victim but is unwilling to find out the truth.
If you can pass the level just by identifying the little girl, then the difficulty of this bloody door is too low.
Put it on the first door, there is still this possibility.
But if it is placed on the third blood door... there are obviously other traps hidden in it!
In the silence of everyone, time passed by minute by second, and many people kept looking at the iron gate No. 2.
They were a little restless.
Because the countdown has come to the last two minutes.
If they don't identify, then the next letter has to be sent.
At this time, Ning Qiushui finally spoke slowly:
"Directly naming the little girl as the murderer should be a dead end."
His eyes were extremely sharp.
Everyone was startled, and Liu Meng asked:
"Did you find anything?"
Ning Qiushui said bluntly:
"intuition."
"I trust my instincts and it has saved me many times."
"If we identify the little girl as the murderer, she may die when the eight iron doors are opened... and we may die too!"
"One thing you can intuitively feel is that if the ultimate goal of this Blood Gate is to "identify the murderer of the baby", then this should be our "mission", but the Blood Gate has placed it in the " Prompt."
Everyone nodded.
This is easy to figure out.
"It turns out that our ultimate mission is not to find the murderer of the baby."
Hearing this sentence, everyone was suddenly stunned.
This line of thinking gave them new ideas.
——If the ultimate goal was to identify the murderer of the baby, then Blood Gate would not put it in the "prompt".
"In that case, what we want to identify may not be..."
Xu Gang's mind was very bright, and he quickly grasped the key points!
"The prompt says there is a difference between correctly identifying the murderer and not identifying the correct murderer!"
"The 'correctness' of the former can be for us to survive, while the 'correctness' of the latter is only for the truth!"
Ning Qiushui shook her head, not understanding what this guy was talking about.
He really doesn't like to be wordy.
"Hurry up, there's only less than half a minute left!"
Xie Cheng reminded everyone.
Ning Qiushui thought for a moment and said to Xu Gang:
"Xu Gang, give the letter from the little girl [2] to his mother [3]."
"A letter from a little girl?"
"The fourth letter."
"good!"
Xu Gang nodded. Ning Qiushui's previous performance had already captured his trust. Without hesitation, he directly picked up the fourth letter and went to Gate 3.
"Watch that woman."
Ning Qiushui ordered from behind him.
Xu Gang made an OK gesture and knocked on door No. 3.
As the flap was opened, Xu Gang handed the letter into her hand.
At the same time, he had been sizing up the "woman" behind door number three.
His body was slender, his expression was dull, his skin was pale, and he felt malnourished.
As if she thought he was too far away, Ning Qiushui actually walked over on her own and stood closer to the iron gate, observing the "woman" inside!
After a brief silence, the "woman" handed over a blood-stained letter, and then she closed the slide.
During this period, Ning Qiushui kept staring at her arm.
As the alarm clock rang, the harsh tinkling sound once again filled the hall.
Bang!
Suddenly there was a strange noise above everyone's heads.
This immediately reminded them of what had happened before.
The man named Anshi died inexplicably in the slender hands in the darkness above his head!
When they raised their heads following the sound, they were shocked by the sight above them!
I saw that the darkness above my head had dissipated at some point, and a terrifying puppet with a body of nearly ten meters was fixed to the ceiling with many silk threads!
It stared with blood-stained eyes, looking at the people below with salivation!
In that huge open mouth, there are sharp and sharp teeth, as well as blurry, dense blood and minced meat!
The silk threads that bound its arms seemed to be broken at any time. The puppet kept shaking its hands, trying to catch the people below, but the restraints of the silk threads always made it just a little short!
But...it's just a little bit different.
If the threads were just a little looser, the people below them would be caught!
The sound just now was the sound of the silk threads loosening and the puppet giant's arms hanging down!
"how so?"
Liu Meng was extremely panicked. She remembered the tragic death of her teammates and hurriedly ran under the iron table!
The remaining people also followed suit. Fortunately, the iron table was big enough to barely cover them!
They waited for a full two minutes, but did not see any more movement above their heads, and then cautiously poked their heads out.
The terrifying giant puppet opened its teeth and claws and kept grabbing at them, but it really couldn't reach them.
"Have we... triggered any laws of death again?"
Xu Gang frowned.
Ning Qiushui stared at the alarm clock on the iron table and shook his head slightly.
"It's time."
"This copy is time-limited."
"Although it is not clearly stated in the mission, the changes in the guy above us have made it clear."
"The Blood Gate is using this method to force us to make a quick decision!"
Everyone felt chilled when they heard this.
Looking at the terrifying arm above them that was less than half a meter away from them, everyone felt cold on their backs. They didn't know when this thing would suddenly come down and randomly snatch a lucky person!
"Then, what should we do... Next, how should we send the letter below?"
Fatty Chu Liang was completely panicked. Now his mouth was trembling and he couldn't speak clearly.
"No need to send the letter, I know... who should be identified as the murderer."
Ning Qiushui spoke, with a gloomy look in her eyes.
