The Trial Game of Life (renjian shi lian youxi)

“Miss! Miss Yu, look here! There are still people in it!” Qi Hui started to pat the window and shouted anxiously. But no matter how he shouted, the girl in the red dress never looked back at him.

Qi Hui shouted that his throat was dry, his hands were sore, and he turned around and looked back—Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng were gone.

In an instant, his hair fell.

Qi Hui hurried to find them, shouting their names aloud, and when he thought he was left behind, Tang Cuo poked his head out of the kitchen and looked at him expressionlessly.

Qi Hui murmured immediately, and Tang Cuo turned back again.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Hui settled down and then kept up. Who knew he had just followed, Tang Cuo turned back and said, “You continue to shout.”

No, please let me follow you guys!

“Go.” The big brother said, the little brother could only obey.

Qi Hui returned to the window diligently, looking back at Tang Cuo several times. That reluctance, nostalgia, and Jin Cheng, who had just come out of the housekeeper, could not help but whisper.

“Huh.” It was so soft that Qi Hui was so terrified that he couldn’t wait to lie down on the window, and dared not look at it again. Weak, pitiful, and helpless, he could only continue to call Miss Yu outside the window.

“Miss! Miss, open the door!”

You have the ability to pour oil, you have the ability to open the door!

Jin Cheng then let him go and made a meeting with Tang Cuo, who came out of the kitchen, and said, “Someone wrote the words on the housekeeper’s small blackboard with chalk.”

Tang Cuo raised his eyebrows and immediately followed Jin Cheng to find that the blackboard that was supposed to be covered with dust was scratched indiscriminately. Not very clean, but you can see that the above words are newly written-

193668

Everything will end

June 8, 1936 is undoubtedly today’s date. Does “all will end” refer to the end of “the attic guest died and burned in the mansion”?

“This handwriting is a bit delicate, unlike the man in the attic, but it looks like a lady outside the door.” Jin Cheng had seen the handwriting of the attic guest, because in 1926, there was a piece of music he wrote on the attic wall, Arabic numerals are written differently.

“This proves that the young lady has also come in.” Tang Cuo touched his chin thoughtfully.

Ten years after the massacre, the two surviving clients returned to Yu Mansion. One died peacefully, the other wrote a conclusion and ran outside the door to set fire.

The point is, the two seem to come back together.

Jin Cheng leaned his arms against the fairly clean door and asked, “Who do you think raised the lady after so many years?”

The answer to this question is somewhat obvious, and Tang Cuo did not answer. Now that time is running short, they cannot stop to reason slowly, “The doors of Mrs. and Miss’s rooms have not yet been opened. There are currently four known time and space. One or two keys can be found in each time and space. It should be possible here. “

In 1924, Tang Cuo found the keys of the basement and the door of Yu Wangyue’s room there.

In 1926, he found the key to the study and the small door of the study.

What about 1936? According to the law of this copy, there should be gains.

In addition, Tangcuo got five keys from the housekeeper’s keychain in 1924. Three locks to open the attic, one to open the basement, and where to use the other?

“There is no housekeeper’s keychain here?” Tang Cuo asked.

“It was taken away.” Jin Cheng had checked the place where the keychain was originally hung, and there was a little dust there, which proved that the thing was hung but was just taken away.

Tang Cuo instantly thought of the key in the waist of the young lady.

But this is wrong.

The keys hung on the keychains of 1924 and 1926 were different, that is because the butler was still alive during these two years. The housekeeper is alive and it is reasonable to change the key on the keychain.

But the housekeeper had died in 1926. During these ten years, the key hung there, and there should be no change. In other words, the bunch of keys that the lady got should be the bunch that Jin Cheng got in 1926.

Three locks correspond to the attic and one corresponds to the small door of the study.

“Go to the study.” Tang Cuo made a decisive decision.

Jin Cheng and his heart were wise, and as soon as he said he went to the study, he immediately understood what he meant. According to the previous method, Tang Cuo went straight to the study, Jin Cheng was responsible for containing the ghost.

In the study, except for a little more dust, everything is the same as 1926.

Tang Cuo went straight to the wicket and walked to the bed to see the maid’s bones, which was no different than before. He looked around for a week, trying to find the trace of the lady left here, but found nothing.

Did the lady take away the keychain and just help the attic guest unlock the attic door?

Tang Cuo didn’t believe it, and continued searching. After a while, he finally remembered what he missed-Yu Wangnian’s diary!

She saw Yu Wangnian’s diary before she died. Her diary was stained with her blood, so only a few pages could be seen clearly. But what about that diary now?

Items in different time and space will not be removed by the player in the previous time and space, and will disappear in the next time and space. The diary is gone and can only be taken away by nc.

But what does nc take away from a diary that has been contaminated by blood? Is it the contents of the diary that are not covered by blood, any key information?

Just then, Qi Hui shouted from outside the door, “She is looking at her watch again! I think she is about to ignite, what should I do?”

Upon hearing the words, Tangcuo immediately flashed out and met Jin Cheng in the corridor.

The two made a face-to-face meeting, their eyes interlaced, and then all ran towards the attic. The lady’s ghost was chasing behind her, and she might be irritated by Jin Cheng’s provocation twice, becoming more and more fierce, and the exhaled ghost spirit almost exhaled behind Tang Cuo’s neck.

“Let’s go first!” Jin Cheng pushed him a little, and turned back to be a fragrant ashes, just like a maiden scattered flowers.

But incense ash only has the function of deterring. In the face of a fierce ghost like a lady, it works once, but not twice. The second floor disappeared from Mochizuki, and the lady seemed to run away more easily. Her eyes were red, her nails were sharp, and the low roar from her ears pierced the eardrum.

At this time, the two had reached the stairs leading to the attic. Tangcuo did not look back all the way. Jin Cheng stepped on the handrail of the stairs, turned around neatly, and the small harp made a melodious sound.

“Boom–“

Spiritual attacks like sonic waves are like substance in the face of spiritual bodies like ghosts. The lady was hit by a headache, and her entire body withdrew several meters back, her expression pained, and she was more hysterical.

She rushed up again, but Tang Cuo had opened the attic door, and at the moment the door opened, he let Jin Cheng sideways, and then raised a small fireball, and the middle lady faced the door.

“Ah!!!” Madam covered her face and was hurt unexpectedly.

At the same time, Tangcuo and Jin Cheng had already entered the door. Although the door could not stop the ghost, there were Yu Wangyue and the attic residents inside, so they were not afraid of his wife coming in again.

They didn’t care about the ghosts in the house, so they quickly walked to the window and looked down.

The young lady was still standing in a broad overgrown courtyard with empty oil barrels at her feet, and she was holding a pocket watch in her hand. Too far apart, the two could not see her expression clearly, only to see her faintly staring at the mansion, standing alone.

Jin Cheng “She is hesitating.”

Tang Cuo has a heart in his heart.

Jin Cheng “Do you think she really can’t hear our voice?”

Tang Cuo “Then cheat her.”

Just do it.

Jin Cheng smiled slightly, and the idea immediately came to his mind, knocked **** the window glass, and shouted downstairs, “Hey, beautiful lady downstairs, this one in the attic is not dead yet, he is alive again, you want to come up Have a look?”

The lady did not respond, let alone looked up. But Tang Cuo stared at her with a good look, and still saw a bit of stiffness in her-she heard it.

Jin Cheng continued, “It seems that he is destined to die with us, but-we are all burned to death, how can we make him die too easily? Detective, are you right?”

Tangcuo reluctantly cooperated with “Huh.”

Jin Cheng felt interesting, “So what do you say we should do?”

Tangcuo “Listen to you.”

Hearing this from Tang Cuo’s mouth, Jin Cheng was really flattered, even if he knew it was just to bluff.

“That’s it.” Jin Cheng’s eyes turned, and he had an idea, “Isn’t it better to kill him with the gun used to watch the year? Isn’t there a bullet in that gun?”

As a young lady’s father, Yu Wangnian let her daughter live in such a depressive cage from an early age. Does the young lady hate him? Jin Cheng thought it was hateful.

The lady was sick in bed all the year round, and the care that the young lady could get from the mother must be greatly reduced, and her father was such a man with extreme control.

She could not learn piano freely, could not have a normal family, and even witnessed the massacre.

Hate will definitely hate.

What kind of emotions does she have for the attic guests?

There are too few clues, Jin Cheng can’t make an accurate judgment, but soon he will know the answer, because the lady suddenly looked up at him.

There was anger in her eyes.

This corroborates Jin Cheng’s conjecture. No matter how complicated or complicated the young lady’s feelings are toward the attic guests, this feeling must be more positive than negative.

Seize this, they may be able to contain each other.

However, Sen Leng’s ghost gas suddenly erupted in the back, no need to look back, the roaring wind can tell them-the ghost behind him, because of their behavior and violently run away.

“Wow.” Jin Cheng sighed and quickly protected Tang Cuo behind him. The little harp was too late to take it out. He bit through the tongue and a bursting character bloomed from the tongue.

The powerful sound waves spread like water halo, and at the moment of the attack, they stopped the ghost.

Tang Cuo’s score clearly shows that the attic occupants ran away, and his offensive power is stronger than his wife’s.

The two quickly retreated to the second floor, Tang Cuo also sacrificed the sword of adjudication.

Although the ghost has no entity and cannot perform physical attacks, it is ruled that Sheng Hui has a suppressive effect on all evil things. Ghosts cannot be said to be evil, but they must not be counted as a bright camp.

Unfortunately, although the lady did not catch up with the attic, she had been wandering in the corridor on the second floor. At the end of the hallway, near the staircase, was a ghoul.

They go down at this time, it can be described as a front and back attack, avoiding inevitable.

With just a glance, Tangcuo had a basic judgment on the status quo, and asked, “Can you bring them together?”

Jin Cheng back to back with him, “Of course.”

After finishing the speech, the two quickly separated. A large meteor rushed forward, but one was slightly behind. When the attic guest was about to catch up, he suddenly stopped and returned.

The natural return is Tang Cuo. He used a skill rewarded by the system, but he has never used it until now—walking in the air.

Skywalking·Elementary

Classification skills

Ordinary quality

Description 1 second stagnation and 1 minute cooldown.

Tang Cuo jumped up on the wall, leaning on that one second of stagnation time, the whole person hung upside down at the right angle of the ceiling and the wall, and swung with a sword, striking the attic guest towards Jin Cheng from behind.

After a second, he fell to the ground.

Attic guests wanted to turn around and beat him, but Jin Cheng’s attack also arrived, attracting greater hatred.

Jin Cheng’s ability to provoke blame has always been the best night city, no matter what copy, there is no hate that he can’t attract. At this time, three ghosts chased after him, one is more powerful than the other, and the attic guest is more of a boss level, haunted by ghosts, covering all their eyes.

Throughout the corridor, a heart-throbbing black.

Ghost crying accompanied by the wind, creepy.

Tang Cuo’s face was slightly serious, but he was still calm, because his companion was Jin Cheng. He just shouted Jin Cheng’s name, and he knew his thoughts.

“Jin Cheng!”

“coming.”

But within five seconds, the familiar voice rushed out of the thick black.

Tang Cuo raised his sword, and the two passed each other, moving back and forth one by one, and completed the exchange in an instant. Afterwards, Tangcuo inspired the shield of the Holy Light. The transparent shield exuded a rich divine light and instantly illuminated the corridor.

The light was dazzling, and the ghosts reached out their hands subconsciously to cover them, and there was also a rare panic in their eyes.

effective.

The fifteen-second shield is precious every second. Tangcuo took the initiative to advance forward, forcing the three ghosts to retreat one after another, and just as they retreated through the stairs, Tangcuo and Jin Cheng immediately turned to go downstairs!

Five seconds left after walking up the stairs.

There are ghosts on the first floor. Tang Cuo simply avoided it. He opened the way directly with a shield and swiftly reached the living room floor-to-ceiling window, making Qi Hui’s mouth wide open.

Jin Cheng stood silently between the two again and glanced at Qi Hui indifferently, scaring the person back.

“Big brother, outside…” Qi Hui was terrified.

“Relax, she won’t ignite for a while.” Jin Cheng’s tone was firm. He glanced out of the window, facing the young lady’s eyes, then raised his eyebrows with a smile and provoked his face.

If you want to contain the lady, you have to figure out a very important setting in the copy-the living nc, can you see the ghost in the end.

The lady could not see the ghost of the attic guest, and then naturally she could not judge his life or death. Judging from the signs that they are still worshiping in the basement, the living nc should be invisible.

Jin Cheng looked at Tang Cuo again, “What have you learned in the study?”

Tang Cuo “Yu Wangnian’s diary was taken away.”

Jin Cheng “Do you remember what was written on it?”

Tangcuo “Of course.”

Jin Cheng “Perfect.”

Remembering it is the basic quality of a detective, even if he is third-rate.