When Lin Sanjiu lowered his head with Wu Yiliu and saw the shoes on his hand, the surprise almost made her soul explode - she subconsciously wanted to jump up, but was restrained by Wu Yiliu's body, as if his skin had become her cage, and she couldn't even jump out.

She couldn't escape and gave birth to a moment of panic, which was soon drowned by another kind of panic generated by Wu Yiliu himself.

"What -- when,"

Wu Yiliu seemed to be scalded. He raised his hand and threw his shoes out from afar. He flipped and landed on the ground, subconsciously stood up, took two steps in its direction, and stopped again. "Me, I brought it?"

Cui Ning sat on the sofa. At this time, she looked in a different direction. She was just a dark figure sitting in the dark. "Don't you remember?"

This is definitely not a problem with his memory.

Wu Yiliu gasped and replied, "it's not that I forgot. I'm afraid I didn't notice the behavior of picking up my shoes at all."

If he doesn't even recognize it, it's natural that he doesn't forget it.

"That is to say..." the head of the dark figure representing Cui Ning turned left and right twice, and said in a low voice, "is there some kind of power that makes you start doing this unconsciously?"

Wu Yiliu couldn't answer this question. He just wiped his forehead a few times, but it didn't bring much pleasure. The two people who checked around the bedroom seemed to be attracted by the sound outside at this time; Abby walked in front, pinching the edge of a hat with the tip of his fingernails, as if he would not touch it at all, and asked, "what's the matter?"

When Cui Ning finished explaining the matter, Abby quickly shook his hand and threw the hat out - it fell with the single shoe, and the other shoe and Pullover were still on the chair.

"Is this what you just found?" Wu Yiliu knew that he asked a nonsense, "it's all... Personal clothing products?"

"Yes," Abby seemed to want to say something, and swallowed it because of uncertainty. Burns walked into the living room behind her and said in a deep voice, "I can't find anything. What about you?"

So, there are only three more things in the whole wooden house: hiking boots, pullovers and a hat. Their appearance is completely disorganized, and it is obviously not a necessity for evolutors. Even the number of them is not right - what exactly they represent is beyond the imagination of Wu Yiliu.

"What if you just put on your shoes?" Abby asked.

Where can Wu Yiliu answer such a question? Looking back at the TV, there was indeed no hint or rule. "I can't wear it," he said vaguely. "It's a pair of women's shoes."

Speaking of this, he was reminded by himself. The pullover is a man's dress, the hiking boots are women's shoes, and the hat can be adjusted without distinction between men and women... It's not like it was picked from the same person, but it's like it was prepared for three people respectively.

"Anyway, we'd better stay away from these things," Burns said, putting a glove on his hand. He went to those things, put them in plastic bags and tied them tightly. He was watching the reaction of the portrait on the TV all the way - this behavior itself was also a test of the copy, but until he picked up a bag of things and was ready to throw them out, there was no movement on the TV.

"Don't open the door yet?" Abby hugged his arm and looked a little uneasy. "Don't throw it away until dawn, in case the thing that Wu Yiliu saw just now is still outside..."

Burns snorted disapprovingly, but after thinking about it, he put the bag at the door.

"Next, don't touch it," Abby said immediately. "It's best for the four of us to stay in the same place tonight, and don't be alone."

If you are a copy tester, this method is too conservative and passive. It is more suitable for survival than to explore the rules of copies, but no one has said this at the moment. It's also interesting to say that even if the copy is covered with mountains and fires, and they will lose their arms if they can't pass, I'm afraid their behavior will not suddenly become so conservative and tight - now a few clothes, shoes and hats can do it.

In the darkness, the four people moved the sofa and chair in the living room to the center and sat down in a position respectively. Each of them faced each other, so that they could ensure that they could see four directions. Cui Ning took night vision goggles with her. She thought she wanted to "rest" and didn't use them. Now she also took them out and divided them one by one - a layer of green in the dark room was suddenly dyed through, and the furniture, figures, and rooms were all shaped in a deep and shallow fluorescent green. In addition to the color and light tone that people are not used to, she can see the surroundings clearly.

Wu Yiliu was just facing the front door, looking at the quietly closed door, but his heart was always like being carried by a line. Directly opposite him is Abby with his back to the gate; Cui Ning and Peng Si are on the left and right respectively.

"What are your current guesses about this copy?" Cui Ning asked in a low voice.

"It's an adventure," Burns said firmly, as if he had seen the script. "Didn't it say on TV before? Lights will attract unwelcome creatures. Those with such surreal dangerous creatures are generally adventure fighting games."

If it were a different situation, then Wu Yiliu would agree with him, but now he can't nod.

"Or," the person who thinks so seems to have Cui Ning, who whispered, "it may also be a secret room game..."

Several people discussed for a while to no avail. After another hour or two in the calm, burns seemed to be a little tired. He stood up and walked to the bathroom, took off his glasses, turned on the tap and washed his face. The bathroom is in the corner of the living room. Burns opened the door and never went out of his companions' sight. Even when he bent down to wash his face, he could see his back lying down and the mirror above the washstand from Cui Ning's angle - when the water stopped, burns stood up straight in the bathroom and did not speak for a while.

"What's the matter?" Cui Ning asked.

Burns poked his head out and looked around. "Did you talk when I was washing my face just now?"

"No, what did you hear?" Wu Yiliu immediately became vigilant.

"Actually, I didn't hear anything. Maybe I heard it wrong." The tall man said as he walked to the door, "I'll go to the door to check and make sure..."

Just as Liu Yiliu suddenly jumped out of the chair, burns also jumped at the plastic bag like a hungry tiger. After all, the latter was half close to the target, grabbed the bag first, and tore it apart with a crash.