Chapter 549

With the death of Lin Guoyun, the rain stopped first.

The night gradually faded, like black coffee diluted by water, a little lighter, and finally turned into a gray; The streets of Hong Kong, in the background of the 1980s, were foggy and disappeared from view.

After the game, Lin Sanjiu found himself standing in a square gray cement room.

This room is only about ten square meters large, which makes people feel puzzled - did all the running, escaping and fighting just now be completed in such a small room? The light in the room is dim. If the door in front is not wide open, revealing the sky and desert outside, I'm afraid it's dark in front of me: there's not even a light here.

In this light, the cement room looks empty at first glance. But when she looked around, she suddenly saw a human shadow lying in the dark corner, and I don't know how long it had been there. She didn't move, and she couldn't help but be surprised - she and brother Tudou were not the only guests in this house.

Holding back her surprise, and taking a closer look, Lin Sanjiu found that it was a young male corpse she had never seen before. In addition to the body covered with body spots, from his eyebrows and eyes, he was born gentle and beautiful; However, his death was so unbearable that people couldn't bear to see it at all - his clothes and trousers were torn to pieces, revealing a large pale naked body with blood stains on his lower body; There was also a leather rope tied around his neck, which seemed to have been strangled in the process of bullying.

Lin Sanjiu quickly moved his eyes away and felt his stomach churning over. She obviously didn't know this person, but she couldn't help but burst into distinct anger in her blood vessels. There seemed to be something blocking her chest, and she wanted to burn this copy.

She didn't want to think about what had happened to him. Not surprisingly, he must be the young evolutionist mentioned by the gatekeeper. However, Lin Sanjiu not only never met him, but also did not know which killer killed him: neither Jack the Ripper nor the Butcher at rainy night violated the habit of killing male victims——

"The channel is closed,"

Just when Lin Sanjiu was full of doubts, brother Tudou's voice suddenly rang, and immediately told her to turn around - the brother who had just nearly fainted, at this time his face had faded blue and returned to normal. He didn't seem to care much about the people and bodies around him. He just groped for the cement wall and said, "it seems that I guessed right. This space really has a sandwich structure -"

The younger brother squatted down beside him, knocked on the wall for a while, and asked, "where is the monitor buried before? Why can't I seem to find it?"

"I can't find it either. I suspect they quit with the previous scenes in London and Hong Kong. This is a little unexpected... I think this must indicate that there is mezzanine space here."

"Will data be returned?"

"Only go back and have a look will you know."

As soon as the copy ended, the two men seemed to be possessed. They didn't look at Lin Sanjiu at all, and didn't care about her fate at all. They just knocked in the concrete house and checked every corner. Lin Sanjiu retreated to the door as quietly as possible and listened to their conversation quietly.

"Why are the scenes of London and Hong Kong connected this time?" my younger brother squatted on the ground, as if he was trapped in some kind of melancholy. "Didn't we just try to get through Wisconsin and Illinois?"

"Maybe once the connection point between the two sandwich spaces is destroyed, it will cause a chain reaction." My brother looked around, his eyes met Lin Sanjiu, and drew it without fluctuation, as if she was worthless as soon as the copy was over, whether she was there or not didn't matter. "So it seems that we really got through those two scenes at that time. I'm surprised that since we got through, how did the girl get away from Wisconsin alone before?"

"Yes, it's reasonable to say that as soon as the scene passes, she will enter the horror clown situation of Illinois like us. Then even if the skinning killer over there is caught, she can't get out." The younger brother touched his chin and thought for a moment, "maybe the interlayer separating the two spaces has not been completely destroyed at that time. Although the three of us entered Illinois, she still stayed in Wisconsin..."

Their dialogue involved a large number of strange nouns and details. Even if Lin Sanjiu listened attentively, this huge amount of information quickly flowed away from her ears like a current, and she couldn't even remember it, let alone understand it; However, from the details captured, she faintly felt that there were several pieces of fuzzy puzzle fragments in her mind, as if she could soon form a complete picture.

When the two brothers were silent and seemed to be thinking about something, Lin Sanjiu took this opportunity to walk out of the door.

The wind wrapped in yellow sand, whistling on the skin; Through the white fog above her head, the sky light was still so strong that she couldn't open her eyes. She still came out of the original bungalow, but it was obvious that the "bungalow" had changed its orientation, and it was no longer the place where Lin Sanjiu met the copy - because she looked around and found that she was now on the edge of the desert; On the horizon ahead, the shadow of a forest loomed.

The gatekeeper didn't change. He stood at the door with his hands tied and even said hello to her: "... It's over? Is it fun?"

The next second, he was caught by the collar and thrown out, plumping heavily to the ground.

"Fuck you," every word of Lin Sanjiu was an angry nail, as if it actually hit the old man's dry face: "tell me, what's going on? Haven't you already gathered together four evolutors?"

From the conversation between the two brothers just now, they have indeed stayed in this copy for a period of time, and have also experienced the historical fragments of four serial killers: the skinning killer in Wisconsin, the terrorist clown in Illinois, Jack the Ripper in London and the butcher in rainy night in Hong Kong.

At first, if there were no four people, brother Tudou couldn't get in at all, so there were indeed four people in this copy at the beginning: in addition to the two brothers, there were a man and a woman, two evolutors. The man among them died miserably; Another girl, alone, escaped from the "Wisconsin" killer Clip - although the Wisconsin killer was caught, the game was not over due to the hands and feet of brother Tudou, and she still took the remaining three people into the next killer clip.

"Hey, don't hit me," the old man rolled quickly and raised his arm to protect his face. "What's the matter with you? I didn't lie to you. There were four people in the last round of the game... I don't know what happened. After the end of the 'skinning killer experience', only one evolutor came out. I think it must be that the remaining three people want to continue to participate in the next game, so they called you in..."

"How many historical clips of serial killers are there in a round of the game?"

"How many more? One is enough! After all, it's a game to experience, and it's not dangerous -"

He doesn't seem to know that the potato brothers have got through the historical fragments of different killers; After the skinning killer experience, in fact, the remaining three players have entered the next segment, and naturally will not come out with the girl. Lin Sanjiu hissed and said coldly, "when you go to collect the body, tell the body it's not dangerous."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the old man turned over and sat up, arguing, "although this time someone died, the game itself is not dangerous, and the player and the killer have no direct relationship -"

"That's true,"

Lin Sanjiu was about to make a sound, but the voice of brother potato sounded after lengbuding. Their voices were very similar. She didn't recognize it until she turned around. He looked at Lin Sanjiu with round eyes, and walked over with his brother: "-- the dead man you saw happened to know who the 'terrorist clown' was, so he wanted to report it to the police. But we can't let the game end, so we tricked him to the murderer's location, and he died. We buried him so that no one can find him, but we didn't expect the undiscovered body to come out with us."

Lin Sanjiu was suddenly cold and burned again - just before she reacted, the younger brother then turned to the old man and said, "we still want to participate in the next round of games. What should we do now?"

"It's easy to do. Wait for two more people, and the game will begin." The old man hurriedly stood up and patted the dust happily - the replica creature can only repeat the same thing day after day in its own track. Maybe he didn't expect that this replica has been destroyed at all.

"What the hell are you doing?" Seeing that they turned and walked towards the door, Lin Sanjiu finally couldn't help it. He shouted angrily and held the [recorder] card in one hand.

Brother Tudou ignored her.

"The ticket is the same as last time. Please give me two white things and you can go in and wait." The gatekeeper rubbed his hands and said.

"Again?" The elder brother was surprised and asked his younger brother, "is there anything white on you?"

"Only socks," said the younger brother, immediately sitting on the ground and taking off his shoes and socks on one foot.

The gatekeeper didn't seem to be going to take the two hot Socks by hand, and turned around and took out a box from the door. He opened the box and just said half a sentence, "just put it here --", only to see a flower in front of him, and then a thud, startled him to take two steps back in a hurry, and then he saw what had happened.

The two brothers seemed to suddenly lose control of their bodies. Like two wooden stakes, they fell straight to the ground with their hands and feet. In addition to a pair of eyes, they blinked occasionally once or twice, and even couldn't speak with their mouths open.

The gatekeeper turned back again. Lin Sanjiu was standing not far away, holding a recorder in his hand - the volume of the recorder was turned down. At this time, it seemed that she had just finished saying something, which was "snapped" by her.

The hot wind rolled over the desert. For a time, it seemed as if there was only the rustle of yellow sand blowing over the roof.

Lin Sanjiu himself did not expect that he could hit the "God" so easily.

Gasping for breath, she took two steps and quickly found two ropes in the card library - [Pygmalion collar] all the skills used, and the effective duration depends on the potential value; She doesn't know how long she can trap each other in terms of her potential value, so she must hurry up.

Carrying the rope, Lin Sanjiu glanced at the old doorkeeper, who was holding the box with his mouth and lid open, as if he couldn't react with surprise.

Just about to tell him what to do, she bowed her head, swept her eyes from the box, and immediately stopped.

The box was filled with all kinds of white objects, obviously the tickets collected since the beginning of the copy, and her white towel with the name of the hotel was also impressively listed. However, this is not the only one.

Another identical towel, with the same hotel name written on it, just looks dirty and is quietly placed aside.