The Trial Game of Life

When the prison warden Xiao Tong got up to deal with Rong Yi and Leng Miao who came to look for Lin Yandong in District G, Jin Cheng was blowing Tang Cuo's rainbow fart to Crimson, causing him to vomit blood.

"The moment Tang Cuo entered the dungeon, your death date has already been set. You are going to die, don't you really want to pull a few more as a backup? For example, who is standing behind Chong Yanzhang?"

Crimson was tied up and leaned against the wall of the private room, closing her eyes and not answering.

Jin Cheng earnestly said: "Don't be lucky, Tang Cuo still has Mr. Crow's feather in his hand, he can find the phylactery just by playing casually, even if he loses his life."

Hearing this, Shen Hong finally opened her eyes, looked at Jin Cheng mockingly, and said, "I'll tell you if you killed that little girl."

Jin Cheng asked back, "Why didn't you kill Jiang He?"

Crimson: "You should ask him, if I die, that little girl dies, and everyone he follows dies, will he still have the courage to live?"

Jin Cheng: "It's really poisonous."

"Thank you." Crimson smiled, touching the wound.Glancing at the drip bottle hanging next to her, she felt that the absurdity was mixed with some inexplicable admiration—Jin Cheng must be a genius to figure out how to use the drip bottle to infuse her with healing medicine, which can Hang her in pain, but not let her recover too quickly.

If she can still move, she must kill him with a thousand cuts to show her gratitude.

"Actually, you shouldn't hate me. I've always dealt with you fairly and aboveboard. If you fail, it's because your skills are inferior to others." Jin Cheng casually said something that made people vomit blood, "What you should hate is the person who treats you as a pawn, You are dead, but they are still alive, aren't you angry? If it were me, I would have to be angry even if I died."

Crimson rolled her eyes, she could be pissed off by Jin Cheng right now.

Jin Cheng continued: "I know you must be thinking, let him be flooded after death. You would rather take the secret to the grave than make it easy for any of us. But I can tell you with certainty that the final victor It must be mine, the only difference is how much time it takes."

Crimson was a little curious about where his confidence came from, "Why?"

Jin Cheng: "Because Tang Cuo and I will never die like you and Jiang He when the outcome is undecided. Before we became lovers, we were comrades-in-arms first. The trust I can give him is greater than my life. "

After finishing speaking, Jin Cheng smiled again and said, "Maybe one day he won't love me anymore, but he won't betray me."

Hearing this, Crimson was silent and did not speak for a long time.

She couldn't understand what kind of trust was the so-called trust that could be bigger than life, because she never had it.No, maybe she had it once, but she abandoned it before she found out.

Trust is fragile for her, and she likes everything that is fragile and dangerous.It is the wings of butterflies, the bubbles in summer, and the promises of men.

Can you believe what Jin Cheng said?

The more handsome a man is, the more he has a mouth full of sweet words.But Shen Hong could see the light in his eyes when he mentioned Tang Cuo. At that moment, she actually wanted to believe his words, and felt a little envious from the bottom of her heart.

This envy ended at Jin Cheng's next sentence.

"But it is impossible for him not to love me. After all, I am beautiful, kind, and invincible."

"Go to hell." Crimson said friendly wishes to him.

"I'm sorry, but I can't die for the time being." Jin Cheng apologized, poured a cup of tea in front of Shen Hong in a gentlemanly manner, and said, "So, do you want to cooperate? Tell me the name of the mastermind behind the scenes, and let me You can spend less time on the way to dominate Eternal Night City. In exchange, I will let you kill him yourself."

There was a hint of emotion in the crimson eyes, but she closed them after all.

Jin Cheng didn't expect to be able to convince her once, "Think about it carefully, think about it, I promise to let you see Jiang He again."

The crimson eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hands tied behind her were quietly clenched tightly, but they couldn't let go again.

At this time, the Ghost Academy has become a real Ghost Academy.Sharp claws were scratching the window, scarlet eyes were hiding behind the curtains, hair was entwined with vines, and foul-smelling blood flowed from the faucet in the laundry room.

The blood moon in the sky was getting brighter, and the buds of the peach trees in the garden had already bloomed halfway, and the radiance was soaked by the moonlight, and it was faintly tinged with a little red.

Tang Cuo went back to the dormitory and met his five ghost friends.

The hanged ghost hung himself from the window, and the combed ghost's hair grew to two meters long. The two dead ghosts emitted a black mist, as if the disease was spreading, and it was shocking to watch.The drowned ghost lay face down on the broken water bed, the water flowed all over the ground, his whole ghost was wet by the water, his face was pale, like a floating corpse.

As soon as Tang Cuo entered the door, five pairs of ghost eyes swiped over him. Even the hanged ghost who had his back turned to him turned around slowly, staring at him with protruding eyes, which was really scary.

At this time, Tang Cuo felt that as a suicide ghost, he should cut his artery to show his respect.However, he didn't have any tendency to self-mutilate, so he said directly: "There was a living person hiding in the dormitory just now and wanted to kill me."

The ghost friends became irritable in an instant, and the hair combing ghost screamed, and the hair was blown automatically, and the sound shook the glass to shatter, "Who is it?! Kill him, I will kill him! He ruined my beauty sleep!"

The hanged ghost suddenly stared at the umbrella in Tang Cuo's hand, and asked with red eyes, "Why is the school belle's umbrella in your hand?"

Tang Cuo frowned, "School beauty?"

The two sick ghosts also sat up in shock in their dying illness, "Yes, isn't this the umbrella of the school belle? I've seen her hold this umbrella! Tell me, when did you know the school belle and when did you get together with her! "

school belle.

Tang Cuo instantly thought of the photo he hid in the crack of the bed, the umbrella he picked up, and the excited reactions of the ghost friends, there must be something wrong with the school girl.

He immediately rushed out the door and ran towards the female ghost's dormitory building.But just as he arrived at the bottom of the female ghost's dormitory and was about to rush in, a white figure suddenly fell from the top of his head and landed straight on a place one meter away from Tang Cuo.

The strong wind blew over his temples, splashing blood and brains on his rain boots, and the extremely fast change was followed by a slow motion in which time was infinitely extended.

Tang Cuo turned his head to see the corpse on the ground, his heart was beating violently, and for a moment, only the sound of the heartbeat was in his ears, and only the bloody face with wide open eyes looking at the sky was powerless in his eyes.

It's the school flower in the photo.

She was lying on her back and fell to the ground. The back of her head was broken and her limbs were all broken, presenting a twisted and weird arc.Like a broken doll, although broken, it still reveals amazing beauty.The face was painted with light makeup, without any ghostly appearance, and the eyes lost their vitality and became hollow, as if they contained infinite sadness.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa [-] , he suddenly turned around, and saw almost all the ghosts in the dormitory buildings on both sides poking out their heads.

The death of Xiaohua seemed to have stimulated them, they screamed, ran crazily, tore apart, hysterical.The will-o'-the-wisps on both sides of the road trembled because of this, flickering on and off, and the oppressive atmosphere made Tang Cuo feel suffocated for a while.

Suffocation is literally suffocation, he feels out of breath, as if trapped in an inescapable cage, or held in cold water, without freedom.

But the ghosts called back, but none of them came around.

Tang Cuo took a deep breath, and squatted down neatly to examine the corpse.Xiaohua's death method is different from other ghosts, but she can't be the murderer, because although Tang Cuo didn't catch the murderer, he can be seen from his back as a tall man.

And the school belle is dead.

Tang Cuo roughly checked the injuries on Xiaohua's body, and determined that she died of falling from a building. He reached out to untie her clothes to see if there were any other wounds, but stopped.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, even in the dungeon, even if the person is dead, such behavior seems too offensive.And just when he was hesitating, he caught a glimpse of the school flower's open skirt, which seemed to hide a little red.

It's not the red of blood, it's lighter than blood.

Tang Cuo immediately opened it to look, and found a flower-shaped pink birthmark on her chest slightly above her collarbone.School beauty, birthmark, peach blossom, dream, murderer... Key words flashed through Tang Cuo's mind, and then quickly ran to the top floor.

If he judged correctly, judging from where she fell, she should have fallen from the top floor.

The situation in the dormitory building is already very chaotic, it can be called a group of demons dancing wildly.Tang Cuo ran all the way, shuttling among the ghosts at the fastest speed, without stopping, and appeared on the roof of the building after a while.

Sure enough, there were traces of her falling on the edge of the roof, and it was suicide.

Suicide, jumping off a building.

She stood on the edge of the roof, with her back facing downstairs, and she fell naturally with her hands open.

Clues continued to be pieced together in Tang Cuo's mind. Panting for breath, he vaguely felt that he had touched some corners of the truth, so he ran back to the building non-stop and found Xiaohua's room.

Xiaohua lives in a single room.

Tang Cuo found her student card in the room. Her birthday was a cloudy year, a cloudy day, and a very negative fate.

But why is her death different from other ghosts?

Perhaps the extreme yin fate is just a cover.

At this time, a lot of ghosts broke into the room, Tang Cuo felt Yin Qi and turned his head to look, his eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar figure flashing past the door, and immediately caught up.

The sword of judgment was unsheathed in an instant, Tang Cuo kicked on the wall, jumped over the ghosts and landed in front of the ghost with a somersault, pointed the sword at her throat, "Why are you running?"

The female ghost opened her blood-colored eyes, terrified in her sternness, "Why are you stopping me!"

Tang Cuo approached, "What's your relationship with the school belle? Why were you the only one in the laundry room when your roommate died?"

"How do I know!" The female ghost is the one who escaped by chance yesterday. Tang Cuo didn't doubt her at first, because the murderer is like a perverted killer aiming at the extremely negative fate. He can kill one by one, and there is no need to think about his killing. Motivation, and unlikely helpers.But now it seems that is not the case.

"Why did you appear at the door of her room just now?" Tang Cuo continued to ask.

"She is also from our dormitory, she just moved out not long ago, let me see what's going on!" The female ghost became more and more excited as she spoke, her expression was ferocious, and she was about to turn into anger from embarrassment, and then went berserk.

Tang Cuo stopped in time.This place is full of ghosts, and if public anger is aroused, he may be torn to pieces on the spot.Fortunately, he still has the identity of a patrol team, so he showed his identity and then took the initiative to retreat, thus avoiding a fight.

"Why did she move out of your dormitory?" Tang Cuo controlled his tone and asked calmly.

"Moving out means moving out. She wants to move out by herself. On the day of moving out, many boys came to help. It's not like you don't know. Didn't you also hide her photo? You didn't come to help?"

After the voice fell, the rest of the ghosts echoed.

Seeing this, Tang Cuo felt a very uncomfortable feeling in his heart, but his face remained calm, and asked again: "Then she has a birthmark on her chest, do you know?"

The female ghost suddenly smiled, "I know, all of us ghosts know."

The ghosts nodded.

Tang Cuo looked at the grimaces that suddenly laughed, and finally understood where the slight discomfort in his heart came from.It's so strange, why the whole school knows about the birthmark of a school belle.

And the security chief who died the first time, what does he have to do with the school belle?Where is Li Haoshuai who hides the photo of the school beauty, the female ghost asked him if he came to help move the dormitory, and did he participate in anything?

The grimaces around him twisted again, laughing creepily.

Tang Cuo immediately exited the dormitory building and came to the crime scene of the security department again.There were no ghosts watching here anymore, and the patrol team was scattered all over the school, so Tang Cuo pushed the door in smoothly and searched the house again.

About a quarter of an hour later, he found a bloody fingerprint under the bed, and a broken nail stuck in the crevice of the bed.The fingernails and fingerprints were near the edge of the bed, but they were all hidden, so Tang Cuo searched for the first time

was not found.

He thought that "Someone Under the Bed" simply meant that there was a living person under the bed, but now it seems that this is not always the case.

There are text traps hidden everywhere in this dungeon.

Judging from the location and shape of the fingerprints and nails, it looked like someone had grabbed the edge of the bed when someone dragged it from under it.

There is also transparent nail polish on the nails, which are reasonably presumed to be young women.

She resisted desperately, and her nails dug into the bed board, but she still couldn't withstand the force behind her, so her nails broke, and the blood stained her fingerprints on the board.

When checking Xiaohua's body just now, the nail on her left index finger also had broken marks. It was an old injury, but it hadn't healed yet.

The school beauty is the woman under the bed.

"There is someone under the bed", is this what it means?

Tang Cuo held the half of the nail, straightened up, looked back in the direction of the garden, thought of the half-bloomed peach blossoms, and fell into deep thought.The murderer, do you mean revenge?

If so, then the Ghost Academy might not be a reality either.

He was still in the dream, since the first time he opened his eyes in the Ghost Academy, he had been in the dream constructed by the murderer.

Thinking of this, he turned around again, took out the school belle's black umbrella, and opened it.

The talisman hung in the black umbrella naturally hung down. He looked up, and suddenly turned the handle of the umbrella. The umbrella spun in his hand, and the talisman also spun, like a flying butterfly.