Chapter 85 The Circus on the Other Side (39)

"The three guests who registered yesterday came back after 23:00 at night, and I didn't open the door for them. I don't know if they are still alive now?"

Jin Wuwu's smile looked a little dazzling in their eyes.

After walking out of the rest area and letting the sun shine on her body, Xiao Lan felt that the coldness that had entangled her at that moment slowly dissipated.

There is a feeling of coming alive.

Looking up at the rising sun, Xiao Lan had an illusion in his mind. Could this sun be fake?

But a few seconds later, three more players who were considered teammates came to mind.

Xiao Lan's expression was not very good: "Then all three players are dead, right? Is the fatality rate of this dungeon so high? If... then only the two of us are left."

Huang He held her hand, and his deep magnetic voice made him feel safe: "I will protect you."

"What did you hear last night? You don't have to hide it from me." Huang He asked after she was quiet.

After listening to Xiao Lan's description, Huang He frowned slightly.

"In this way, he should be a kind of terrifying existence, but he only hurts special people."

"Jin Wuwu said that if it weren't for our teammates, how could he come in. That means that under normal circumstances, he would not be able to enter the rest area."

"I didn't hear anything unusual on the third floor last night. Could it be targeting women or injured people?"

"Don't scare me." Xiao Lan lost all color in an instant, and the sunlight became cold in an instant.

"Don't be afraid, I'll go and ask if we can stay together tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, his girlfriend's expression suddenly changed, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Ahe, you, behind you..."

Huang He turned his head in confusion and met a bright and moving face.

"Hi, good morning you two."

It was the other three players they thought might die.

A girl wearing an obviously ill-fitting suit jacket, a lazily yawning boy in a sweatshirt, and a guy in a white shirt who looks like a boss.

These three people are all stained with varying degrees of dirt...

So, what were they doing last night?

Peppa Pig stepping in a mud puddle?

Lu Xingyun squinted his eyes, and his lazy tone was like a deep cello tone, slowly flowing out.

"If you don't mind, why don't you go to the restaurant for dinner and share some clues?"

Five minutes later, the restaurant next door to the seating area.

Five people ate with show tickets.

Only then did Yuan Qingli notice that there was a small date in the lower right corner of the performance ticket held by her hand.

She always thought that their clearance time was unlimited.

But obviously, she was wrong.

The performance tickets are valid for three days, which means that they must complete the task within three days, otherwise they will fail.

Lu Xingyun didn't sleep well last night. He closed his eyes, half asleep and half-awake, holding half of his face with his hands, moving his mouth slightly, biting the straw of soy milk.

Some are sucking, some are smoking.

In contrast, Bo Zijin was in high spirits. He drank instant coffee and tasted expensive wine.

The movements are extremely elegant.

He leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and said, "Since our missions are the same, we should share clues with each other and coordinate plans."

"Please." Huang He nodded slightly.

"First of all, the first piece of information that is known to the public is that the circus performs from 19:00 to 22:00 every night. You cannot miss it."

"Rule 2: It is prohibited to move around the park from 23:00 to 7:00 at night. Combined with the rules of the rest area for a good sleep, it is best to stay in the room."

Xiao Lan asked: "You didn't come back last night. Did you encounter any danger?"

Yuan Qingli didn't hide it and spoke her true feelings: "That's right, I was ravaged by a weird thing like a hot pot, barbecue and oden, and now I can still breathe."

Xiao Lan: W-what?