The Trial Game of Life

The second level is the Soul Cemetery.

Tang Cuo experienced another tombstone explosion while searching for the mobile tombstone of the "sentimental boy". At this time, there are 73 tombstones remaining, and the remaining five have less than 5.

In these tombstones, Tang Cuo certainly does not have a WeChat account called "Affectionate Youth", nor has he seen the face of the affectionate youth in a short video shot by a crowd of people, but he must have been near Xishan Road, that is, It must be in the cemetery.

What else has to do with affectionate teenagers?

No, Tangcuo couldn't find any relevant clues. Instead, he saw the WeChat group chat records of those plastic sisters. But this time, Bubble Qi is not inside.

Wind listener, who of you can let that bubble Qi shut up for me? What I believe that everyone is not really malicious, what are we all friends, can she talk? I almost vomited.

Poetry and the greedy little fox in the distance, are you familiar with her?

Didn't the greedy little fox pull her into the group?

Poetry and far away, she said she was a friend with you, so I pulled her!

The greedy little fox is not familiar with her, I have never seen it!

Listen to the wind and so on, you are not familiar with her co-authoring? ? ?

...

After some discussion, several people finally found an amazing fact.

Who is the wind listener Bubble Qi? Haven't you seen her? Why is she in our group?

A series of three question marks can be called soul torture. They all thought that another person was familiar with Bubble Qi, and then she was pulled into the group. Finally, it was proved that no one had seen Bubble Qi, and she didn't even know who her last name was. It was incredible.

Immediately after that, it was terrified.

A stranger, mixed in their group, kept talking with them as friends and spent more than a month with them. In the process, she did not show the slightest difference, and knew everyone well.

The wind listener seemed to be grumpy, and immediately went to the bubble bubble in the group to question who she was.

Bubble Qi responded quickly.

Bubble Qi, I am your friend.

The wind listener farts! Where is the old lady, your friend? !

Bubble Qi, don't you want to be my friend?

Listen to the wind, you quickly get out of my circle of friends, why don’t you know me and add me, sick?

The wind listener said that he wanted to delete his friends. What Tang Cuo was looking at was her WeChat interface, and he watched the operation of dissolving a friend's relationship appear on the screen.

But a weird scene happened.

No matter how the listener tries, this account cannot be deleted. It was like a virus growing in her cell phone, no, it might be some kind of implanted virus.

After going through these series of operations, the listener's mobile phone suddenly popped out of the chat box with Bubble Qi.

Bubble Qi, don’t you be my friend?

Why did Bubble Qi delete me? I just want to be your friend.

Why is Bubble Qi?

Bubble Qi, are we not good friends?

Why did Bubble Qi treat me like this?

Bubble Qi, you must have slipped your hands, right? We are best friends, right?

Listen to the wind, you are crazy! Are you crazy?

Bubble Qi I am not a lunatic, I am your friend.

Bubble Qi, let's continue to be friends, shall we?

...

The words on the screen are constantly refreshing, and people suddenly feel chilly.

Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes and looked at the same words, he suddenly got up and went back to find the mobile phone tombstone of Bubble Qi. He quickly found the group sending function, edited a content, and clicked to send.

Bubble Qi, do you know me? Do you know who I am?

But half a minute later, the overwhelming reply almost squeezed WeChat. Of course, the tombstones in the Soul Cemetery will not have the risk of card jamming. Tang Cuo quickly browsed through the replies and didn’t need to click on them one by one. You can know the general content just by looking at the preview.

At first, everyone's replies are still very normal, aren't you just Bubble Qi?

But then, who is Bubble Qi?

Many people began to relish.

Who is your caramel pudding? Why is it in my address book?

Who are you code-named 007?

Wait dumb said you are not his friend, who are you? !

Yongdong chicken asked a circle of my friends, no one knows you, but I only add friends around me! Why are you mixing it up? I remember, you told me happy birthday last time, and told me to send me something, I also gave you the address to the trough, but I have never seen you!

Daydreamer Express? Selling? I can delete you without replying!

...

Numerous questions and doubts are flooding the phone,

Tang Cuo tries to outline the real image of Bubble Qi in his heart. As a third-rate detective, he has never learned any psychology and does not draw criminal psychological portraits, but he can roughly imagine what kind of person she (he) is.

First set her as a female.

She has no friends, maybe hiding in a room without light all year round, without trimming, and lacking confidence in her appearance. But it doesn't matter, she found many "friends" online.

She invaded their circle of friends wantonly, unilaterally declared to be their friends, and maintained a beautiful illusion because she was lonely.

Did she do any specific bad things? It seems not.

This is more like a peeper of life.

The message was sent by Tang Cuoqun, and of course Bubble Qi will not reply. And just when Tang Cuo was about to leave, a message reply caught his attention.

What's wrong with you, Jiajia? Why did you send that news suddenly, Jiajia?

Happy family, don't scare dad

Family Happy Voice

Family Happy Voice

Both voices lasted more than a minute, and the person also claimed to be Bubble Qi's father. Tang Cuo speculated that this might be the only person related to her reality.

He immediately opened the voice, and an anxious middle-aged male voice burst into the eardrum.

"Jia Jia? Are you okay, Jia Jia? Did something happen? Reply to Dad immediately after hearing the news? Did you see anything online? Or did you hear what the neighbors said? Jia Jia, don’t think about it You are a good boy, just a little introverted, they don’t understand you, they say bad things so they are all bad guys, you are a good boy, so don’t listen, you know..."

"Jia Jia, my dad is still renting out. When I finish pulling this guest, I will go back immediately and wait for my dad at home. You know? It’s raining heavily outside now. The traffic on the front of Xishan Road is blocked. It may take a while for Dad to come back. So don’t you go out no matter what you hear? Don’t open it no matter who knocks on the door. If you have something to do, just hit 110. Dad must be back soon—"

Before the words were finished, the voice of the car door came from the voice. The moment the car door opened, the sound of rain suddenly amplified, showing that Xishan Road was still raining heavily.

It should be that when there was a traffic jam because of a rear-end collision, there was a dad who belonged to Bubble Qi in the long series of cars.

This is a taxi driver.

Judging from his words, there was already a guest in his car. The two speeches were indeed mixed with a young man's slightly anxious self-talk, and there was a very small click that did not know anything, but the door suddenly opened.

The door opened, heavy rain drifted into the compartment, and an uninvited passenger broke into the taxi that had already carried the passenger. The reason why someone is getting on the bus, not the guest, is because the voice of the third person appears at the end of the voice.

It was a cold "Don't" word, and the voice came to an abrupt end with the friction of clothes and the pumping sound of young men.

What will follow the word "Don't"? do not move? Don't make a noise?

Near Xishan Road, the uninvited guest in heavy rain, except for the murderer Tang Cuo, could not think of other candidates for the time being. The murderer abandoned his corpse and fled because of a dog's identity.

The sea of ​​heavy rain and umbrellas gave him a good cover. He fled all the way and got on a taxi on the road.

What does he want to do?

The car is blocked on the road, but if the murderer can get on the car at this time, the probability of the car parked in the lane next to the road is very high. Even if the road is blocked, you can drive to the non-motorized lane.

The murderous murderer can be irrelevant.

Next up is the car chase war?

and many more.

Tang Cuo suddenly remembered something, re-opened the voice and listened again. He listened very carefully, over and over again, until he removed the small "click" sound from the background sound.

"Click."

"clatter."

"Da da da."

"Click."

These sounds are not the same, some are crisp, some are more coherent, and it sounds like-decompressing the cube. Tang Cuo remembers that Xiaotiantian European Shopping Service once said that he wanted to keep the brave guests who bought rain boots, so he gave him a decompression cube as a small gift.

Tang Cuo also had such a gadget that was about the size of a walnut and could be played in his hand. Each side of the Rubik's Cube is different. There are balls, pinions, rockers, etc., and the sound is slightly different.

In other words, the affectionate young man was in the car, he was the original guest on the car.

The rain boots bought by the affectionate boy were worn on the murderer again, and the murderer happened to get in his car again. Was this a coincidence or a special response? Tang Cuo didn't think that the affectionate youth would be a gang with the murderer, but he also didn't think he appeared by accident near Xishan Road.

So, what is the relationship between them?

Tang Cuo touched his chin and started deducing again-from the time the murderer was hit by a dog to his taxi, it must not be long before and after, this is what happened in a short time.

The information transmission on the Internet takes time, that is to say, the clues of the rain boots have not yet been taken out. Things about that box of broken corpses have just begun to spread.

There were three people in the car, Paoqi's father, affectionate teenager, and murderer.

Inside, only Biaoqi's father seemed to have nothing to do with this matter. Tang Cuo has no impression on the WeChat account of "Family Happiness", but he has seen an account on a mobile phone tombstone.

A map software, the name of the login is "Family Fun". The map software also works well with taxi drivers.

He quickly found this mobile tombstone, opened the map software and saw real-time positioning, and the location was on a bridge one kilometer away after turning the Xishan Road. There is also a red sign on the bridge, indicating that an accident has occurred here and one person has been killed, reminding the owner to drive carefully.

And the time at this time is 1:54 in the afternoon.

Reorganize the timeline.

At 13:03, the game anchor was killed.

At 13:15, the audience called the police.

Immediately afterwards, the murderer pushed the foam box containing the body to appear at the intersection of Xishan, and the police who received the alarm passed through here. Combining the time of the murderer's corpse and the time of the police, at least after 13:30.

At 13:54, the taxi had stopped on a bridge not far from Xishan Road. That is to say, if the murderer was really in the taxi, he didn't escape far, and stopped again.

Whether the taxi has an accident or an accident has stopped the taxi, the most important value of this clue lies in the fact that the third dead person has finally appeared.

Who is dead?

Today's map software is very developed, and with the support of big data, updates on accident warnings are fast. If a taxi slips and hits the side of the road, causing accidents and congestion, it will soon be reflected on the mobile phone of Paoqi Dad.

Tang Cuo prefers that one of the three people in the car died, rather than an innocent passerby.

After bold reasoning, it is violent proof.

Tang Cuo decides to bet, it is very slow to rely on reasoning and tell evidence. As a third-rate detective, he has to take an unusual path.

The cell phone tombstones of the murderer and Pao Qi’s father have been found. Under the premise of believing in one’s own judgment, a two-thirds probability can be tried.

At this time, three and a half hours have passed since the start of the copy, and two and a half hours before the customs clearance.

The first level, the branch of life, 28 players, 24 people left.

The second level, the Soul Cemetery, is alive.

The third level, the Human Information Transfer Company, 25 players, all destroyed.

In the fourth level, the world is a mental hospital, with 42 players and 23 people remaining.

A total of 96 players, forty-six died, forty-six remaining, exactly half.

Xiao Tong is also rare to see such a coincident number. I think this may be his own providence. Shen Shen has to let him do something, and it is embarrassing not to do it.

But when he stood up from the seat and reached out to Tang Cuo's surveillance screen, he suddenly sensed something and looked back to the direction of the prison gate.

For a long time, he smiled, with far-reaching significance. But at the same time he withdrew his hand and sat back on the chair again.

In the first level, players with sharp eyes also found that Mr. Crow suddenly disappeared. Jin Cheng glanced back, thoughtfully, but the enemy was ahead, he didn't have time to go deeper.

No matter what happens, it will only be known after their copy is cleared.

Without Mr. Crow, Wujie returned to Xiao Tong after the holder died. Jin Cheng didn't deliberately leave Wujie, after all, their players and Yong Ye City's nc are not opposed to each other, there is no need to commit evil for a piece of equipment.

After the disappearance of the abstinence, everyone's pressure suddenly diminished, and the team's advancement speed was accelerated, connecting two forks within 20 minutes.

Casualties are of course inevitable.

On the straight road in front of me, when multiple forks appeared in the middle of the crisis, the players looked at the different street signs one after another, and my heart was shaken again.

"Can you stop and rest for a while?" A sweaty 30-year-old man shouted to Jin Cheng in front of him. He gasped. If you look closely, you can see that his hand is still shaking slightly. Recovered from the battle.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at Jin Cheng in unison and looked forward to it. Jin Cheng turned around and looked calm, saying "No."

The man's complexion changed, anxiously saying, "Why can't we? We have been playing for almost four hours in a row, and everyone has reached the limit. We can clear customs in two hours, can we take a break?"

"Yeah." Another person quickly helped, "There is no need to hurry, if you can't rest, the casualties will be heavier behind!"

"Am I responsible for all of you?" Jin Cheng asked back.

The players were stunned, and nobody spoke for a while.

"This road is very long, I know everyone is very tired, you can choose to rest, but I want to go to the end of the road. I want to go, I must go." Jin Cheng said with a smile, suddenly laughed, shrugged Shrug, "You guys don't go, can't you let me go, right?"

Everyone could not refute for a while.

Jin Cheng did not give them the opportunity to talk nonsense at all, turned around and left, simply neat. Leng Miao did not say a word from beginning to end, and his expression did not change much. He even walked earlier than Jin Cheng.

The two gangsters left, and the remaining players looked at each other. Within a few seconds, several players stood up with their teeth gritted, and walked with a little bit to the black firmness, followed.

The rest of the players were hesitant to take steps in the hesitation, not knowing where to go. Everyone was discussing and discussing, just because of disagreement, about ten minutes later, a few players who were obviously a team separated from the big army and walked to the left of what they think is the easiest way.

"Mr. Crow said that the more people encounter more monsters, the better we are to go away. And without Jin Cheng and Leng Miao, our current strength is relatively balanced, there should be no such thing as Wu Jie ."

The team has since dispersed.

Twenty-one players divided three ways. But there is a fork after the fork, and it is not known how many trails there will be.

At the third level, the world is a mental hospital.

The woman finally survived. Zheng Yingying went down with that knife and successfully killed the things in her belly. She had a big belly, but at least it wouldn't hurt anymore. It was irrigated with two medicaments and hung her bloodline.

After this incident, the atmosphere in the ward was better, and there was no longer an outrage, but Zheng Yingying did not form a team with them in the end. On the one hand, she has the confidence to suppress Meng Yufei once, but has no confidence to suppress him all the time. In the end, Qian Wei may still be unable to escape. On the other hand, wouldn't the people in Ward 304 really turn on them in reverse?

Not necessarily.

While the one-hour time limit was up and the monster doctors were busy with rounds, Zheng Yingying took Meng Yufei straight to the dean's office on the top floor. The little monster saw that it could not be killed. Once again, it encountered a situation like the 304 ward. The delay was too long. It would be better to do a big vote.

She was kept inside because she was young and weak and could not escape. Now she is holding an unnamed blade, just like an avenger, she not only has to escape from here, but also to kill.

She didn't have the ability to kill all the monsters one by one, but only one.