This chapter will be ready soon. I hope the title will not be sealed

Yu Yuan stuffed the [letter from the Hongyan family] back into the trouser bag of the body and looked at Allan Poe and turned his eyes back to him.

... in just a few seconds, something happened, but he couldn't think of what happened for a moment.

Lin Sanjiu wrote down the half sentence "I suspect there is something between them" on the paper. As for what is between them, he waited for a while but didn't wait for anything - when he looked up again, he noticed that Allan Poe seemed to have done something when he was just distracted to "read" [letters from the goose family].

What did he do?

In the past few decades, Poe has been silent, just using the cursor to scratch around on his big screen, as if he was thinking in a trance. The large screen is the terminal he uses to write games, which looks like a projection cloth; Because the game in his hand has just begun, only the first sentence - "venue: convenience store outside the residential area" is written on the big screen now.

"If you don't hurry back, we can talk for a while," Poe patted the female corpse's hand intimately. Of course, he obviously didn't think it was a female corpse. "Come on, let's sit on the sofa and talk when I restore the room."

"No." Yu Yuan looked down at the hand that was photographed and took it down from the table where the drink was placed. Allan Poe has just restored his "working environment" when writing games, but he can't see why - Allan Poe doesn't seem to be writing games now. Why take out the writing terminal?

... is it a coincidence?

Allan Poe did something quietly. At the same time, Lin Sanjiu couldn't write half of what he said. It's been a while now, but she hasn't heard any more.

... it seems that his task is not finished.

This kind of person who needs his help everywhere, and finally gets involved in the new game press conference, can he really help him get rid of the data body identity in turn? It's really unreliable.

When Yu Yuan thought of it expressionless, Poe had arranged the sofa again. His words seemed to be thrown directly from the palm of his hand, and even Yu Yuan didn't see their movements clearly; As soon as the sofa was materialized, Poe immediately fell into it, patted the position next to his thigh, and said with a smile, "come, come, sit and say."

If you want to talk out, you have to let him take the lead first.

Yu Yuan referred to the performance of female humans when releasing signals to male humans, raised his hand and lifted his hair behind his ears. Considering that he was not proficient in mastering the fine muscles of his face, he didn't try to smile, but just lowered his head slightly and said, "you are so proficient in using words."

Allan Poe gave a cry.

"You should have been here for a long time?"

"Seven or eight months," Poe folded his legs, leaned back and said, "if you don't understand anything, you can ask me and I'll teach you. Come on, sit down."

Anyway, it's a corpse. You don't mind, and I don't mind.

Yu Yuan held this idea and sat down beside him, with Poe's arm on the backrest cushion behind him. "Are you familiar with Zhou Xian?"—— Lin Sanjiu's words may be to remind him of the relationship between him and Zhou Xian.

"He? Not very familiar. I don't have much contact with him except that everyone gets together and occasionally exchanges their own games."

What does Lin San Jiu mean?

"How do you communicate your games?" Yu Yuan asked. He did not forget to look at Poe with focused eyes, as if the other side's mouth was "war and peace". He took a little risk to ask this question, but considering that the dead girl is a newcomer, maybe——

"Haven't you also communicated?" Poe frowned.

... unexpectedly, he took a risk and hit the iron plate.

Yu Yuan blinked a few times, slightly opened his mouth, and tried to make a pair of surprise. "Ah? Do I have it? Oh, is it that -"

"Yes," Poe's eyebrow lines deepened, moved back a little, and seemed to suddenly want to look at him again. Yu Yuan recognized that this was the expression of human suspicion, although the other party may not have thought that the object of conversation with him was a dead man. "Weren't you there that day? Everyone gathered in the round hall in the afternoon. You also talked about the game you wrote first."

"Don't laugh at me," Yu Yuan lowered his head, let his long hair hang down, pretended to be not very funny, and said, "I was very nervous because it was the first time that day. I thought it was a work report at that time... When you talk about communication, I think it's when everyone is designing games, chatting or something."

Poe visibly relaxed and put his arm back on.

"So it is," he smiled and said, "usually there is nothing to say. They don't want to tell you the truth. In fact, we arrange such an exchange party once a week. Why, we play a game every week on average, so we need to share our games with everyone. In this way, in case we are unlucky and sent out, we can avoid the Games written by each other in the future."

"Generally speaking, who is responsible for the arrangement? Was the last time fixed?"

"Let's talk about it. Someone mentioned it almost a week ago. Let's see when everyone is free that day..."

Yu Yuan was stunned, and then suddenly sat up straight. He knew what Lin Sanjiu's half sentence was - they had contact information.

This is why Allan Poe took out his tools for writing games when he did not write games; He must have sent some news to others through it - as long as he thought of what was happening around him now, Yu Yuan knew that Lin Sanjiu's cover was exposed.

She did not finish the second half of the sentence, probably because the situation did not allow. If someone puts a word restricting her personal freedom on her, then inform another person to solve her

He can't stay here any longer. Yu yuanteng stood up and knocked away Allan Poe's hands that had just come up; Facing his slightly surprised look, Yu Yuan thought of an excuse: "I suddenly remembered that there was a problem in my second game, so I have to go back and have a look."

Allan Poe was a little lost at that time. He stretched out his hand and wanted to pull him. He said, "are you in a hurry? Or I'll go with you?"

"Well, let's go now," Yu Yuan thought for a moment and decided to hold him for a while, making him a prop to open the door for himself. As soon as Allan Poe heard that he agreed, he was happy. The muscles on his face trembled and wanted to fly. He jumped up and walked to the door with Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan deliberately stepped back and asked him to open the door for himself.

"What is the content of your second game?" Allan Poe said as he walked out, "I didn't say it. Your first game is too soft. Although it's not impossible to say it, it's meaningless to write something plain."

"Oh? Why is it too soft?" Yu Yuan subconsciously responded.

"The people who died in the plot of your apartment didn't really die after the game ended," Poe complained. "They just went crazy and acted a play. What should they do after that... This is not challenging."

If yu yuan would be shocked by the emotion of "surprise", he would probably fall down now.

Rao Shi, as a data body, had to slow down for a few seconds before slowly asking, "so you remember the game in my apartment. Where do you think it's better to change?"

... there are many apartments in this world, and it is still uncertain that this apartment is the other apartment.

"Why don't you remember? When you newcomers first came, the games you designed were generally neither salty nor light." Allan Poe suggested, "let me see, you can change it into a survival game. All the supplies brought by the outside world are invalid. Eight people go in and only four people are given survival supplies. There are constant disasters... Ah, by the way, the role of the God woman, you can let her constantly predict disasters. I tell you, they like to start with the person who delivers bad news first..."

Yu Yuan's hand was in his trouser pocket and tightly held the "letter from the Hongyan family".

The game creator who captured Ji Shanqing turned out to be this dead man?