I played the devil's game with Yang Shou, and I got into the soul with one shot!

Su Yi was actually looking forward to meeting himself.

Ever since he entered the third dungeon - [The Amnesiac and the Killer], he seemed to be trapped in an endless cycle.

Always wandering in the same world line.

This time, it was his second time to personally experience his own role in this world line.

Although Su Yi can now detect some differences in the five world lines carefully selected by Karl and Wan Ziqiong, the overall feeling is not very different.

Su Yi speculated that in order to successfully achieve [Divine Revelation], the world line they chose must be appropriately close to the world line they are in.

If the deviation is too large,

I'm afraid that before in her own copy world line, Wan Ziqiong would have found it difficult to successfully deceive the other her in that world.

Although Wan Ziqiong's identity has changed slightly in the current world and she is no longer Wan Qi's daughter, there has not been any earth-shaking change in the overall world pattern.

What is particularly impressive is that in the final ending CG of "My Amnesiac and the Murderer", Su Yi learned about Luo Gufei's death, and also witnessed "his own" awakening with his own eyes. To be precise, it was Su Yi in that copy world who woke up from his slumber.

This series of bizarre events has puzzled and troubled him to this day.

What is even more peculiar is that the numerous copies that follow one after another seem to revolve closely around these core characters, forming an intricate network of relationships.

If I could really meet the person myself who is related to Xiao Wensu, would it be possible to find out the whole story from him?

From 2023 to 2032, nearly ten years.

What exactly happened during this long period of time?

Let this world go to ruin?

"Squeak!"

When Su Yi stretched out his hand and slowly pushed open the slightly heavy iron door of the villa,

Several crows that were originally perched under the eaves were frightened and flew away in panic, flapping their wings.

There were three blood-stained bullet casings scattered on the porch.

Su Yun carefully bent down and picked up one of them, holding it in front of his eyes, and carefully examined it in the bright sunlight: "Looking at the caliber and shape, it should be a 9mm Parabellum bullet, and it happens to be exactly the same as the bullet found in Lao Dao's wound."

At this time, Zhou Jinrui held the gun tightly in his hand, his expression solemn and alert. Without hesitation, he took the lead and stepped onto the moss-covered steps, taking every step with extreme caution.

When he pushed open the intricately carved wooden door,

For a time,

A strong scent of sandalwood and a pungent smell of blood hit me in the face, making me frown.

In the center of the spacious and bright living room, there is an antique mahogany table, on which two uniquely shaped cups are quietly placed.

On the rim of one of the cups, there was a faint mark of lipstick, which was barely visible.

Su Yi followed closely behind him and walked into the house. He stopped by the table and gently stroked the outer wall of the cup with his slender fingers. After a pause, he said softly, "Judging from the residual temperature of the cup wall, they should have left here less than 20 minutes ago."

Then his eyes fell on the water stains on the edge of the tea table.

The water stain was an irregular oval shape, as if someone had knocked over a teacup and wiped it hastily.

He looked in the direction of the water stain and found a trail of blood on the carpet leading to the second floor.

"There's something going on on the second floor." Su Yi said.

Everyone crouched carefully and climbed the stairs lightly.

Zhou Jinrui held the pistol tightly in his hand, with the black muzzle always pointing steadily forward.

Although except for Su Yi, the other four have not lost the powerful abilities of being 4th-level psychics,

However, holding a pistol of truth,

It will undoubtedly enable them to respond to emergencies quickly and accurately.

As they slowly stepped onto the slightly old and dim corridor on the second floor, an inexplicable feeling of oppression came over them.

The first things that caught their eye were the two huge portraits of women hanging high on the walls on both sides.

These two images are so striking that it is impossible to ignore them.

However, what is truly eerie is not the size of the painting itself, but the details within it.

The beautiful eyes of the characters in each portrait were crossed out with a big cross using a red pen as bright as blood.

This sudden discovery made everyone present feel a little uncomfortable.

Wan Meiyu and Xie Keqing frowned but said nothing.

Su Yi in front of him suddenly narrowed his pupils. He recognized at a glance that the woman in the portrait was none other than him.

That’s right, X——Su Yuran!

For a moment, countless questions came to my mind.

Why does Su Yuran’s portrait appear here?

Whose home is this?

In the previous copy, Su Yuran helped Xiao Wensu to replicate the dream space with the "Tree God". This happened before 2023. It was because she helped Xiao Wensu before that.

This seemed to have caused problems with her mental state, which led to the appearance of X.

Then in Mei Youran's copy, Su Yi still saw Su Yuran and Xiao Wensu handing the black leather book to Mei Youran together.

So even though Su Yuran was dead according to the police records, Su Yi still had a question mark as to whether she was actually dead or not.

And in Mei Youran's [Black Emperor] copy, Su Yuran was also mentioned.

That was a story she customized for Su Yuran based on Su Yuran and Su Yi.

And maybe visualize it.

Just like her ability to create real weird stories.

At this moment, they noticed that the door of the study room at the end of the corridor was ajar, and a dark red light quietly seeped out from the crack of the door, as strange as blood. The whole atmosphere became more and more depressing and terrifying.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a low vibration of a cell phone broke the deathly silence in the study.

It also interrupted Su Yi's thinking.

Zhou Jinrui quickly gestured to everyone, indicating that they should squat down quickly and keep quiet.

Then, he flashed and kicked the door open hard.

In an instant, wood chips flew everywhere and the door slammed heavily against the wall.

However, surprisingly, the room was empty, without a single person in sight.

There was only an antique desk quietly placed in the middle of the room, with a vibrating mobile phone placed alone on it.

Zhou Jinrui walked forward cautiously and reached out to pick up the phone.

After the screen lit up, he found that the interfaces of the address book, various application software, etc. were all blank, and the only thing that existed was a new text message he had just received.

The content of the text message was short and mysterious, with only a few words:

【Su Yi, you are here after all. 】