The Midnight Owl

11/23, Guizhou.

When stepping into the purple vortex, the paid information provided by Mr. Fan echoed in the ears of the five friends.

[11/23, Owl will send you to a crime scene in the Republic of China period, most of which are murders, and occasionally there are strange people, strange things, weird stories and other miscellaneous things, but the same thing remains the same - to clear the fog and find out the truth. 】

Reasoning and solving puzzles, these four words are almost equivalent to "reward levels" in the ears of friends.With Wu Sheng around, they walk the puzzle line, even if they want to be pessimistic, they can’t stop the flowers blooming in their hearts. If you look closely, each petal is a paper with "checkmarks" all over it, 100 points .

With such a smile filled with a sure chance of victory, the vision of the friends was cleared up again.

Pure white secret room, futuristic sense of technology, space capsule.

Five friends: "..."

The exact same scene gave the five people the illusion of going back in time in an instant, as if they had returned to the hell in their heads on 9/23, and the dark box would pop up in the next second.

"Crack-"

Well, it popped up.

Chi Yingxue's face was darker than the dark cell, obviously this facility did not carry any good memories.

The faces of the other four partners are not much better. This is the Republic of China?Is this a case?This is a puzzle?If Fan Yebai didn't come up with a luxury set of "Seven days no reason, super fast refund, one compensation ten", they would definitely go to Endless Sea and write bad reviews!

[Owl: Welcome to the Republic of China in Troubled Times! 】

As soon as he finished slandering the seller, the ear reminder cleared up Mr. Fan's grievances.

The five of them were startled, and immediately listened carefully.

[Owl: The rules are very simple. The person in the secret cell No. 1, accepts the task, completes the task, and submits the paper; the persons in the secret cell of No. 2-5, ensure that they survive to the secret cell of No. 1 and hand in the paper.During the process, if they meet each other, the person in the secret space 2-5 can assist the person in the secret space 1 to hand in the paper.Remember, first, each person can only use the stationery once, and then it will be invalid; second, if any one of the five people dies, it will be regarded as a failure to submit the paper. 】

[Owl: You have 3 minutes to choose the dark space, and the countdown begins. 】

The five partners looked at each other in blank dismay. Obviously, the form of this level has been updated, and it is probably the latest thing, so Mr. Fan did not follow up in time.But the core is still solving puzzles in the Republic of China.

According to the rules of the level, secret space No. 1 is the absolute main force of this level.

Ba Dao's eyes fell on Wu Sheng without any hesitation.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, Wu Junshi does not shirk, but there are still things to tell: "The rules say 'if we meet', it means that the five of us will be separated; 'make sure you survive' means that the 2-5 will encounter danger; So unless conditions permit, don’t force yourself to come to me, ensuring your own safety is the first priority.”

Xu Wang nodded for the three partners: "Understood."

I understand that I understand, but in the troubled times of the Republic of China, the situation is treacherous, how could they let their military division go alone!

……

In Tianjin of the Republic of China, Five Avenues, Bai Mansion.

"Mr. Bai, I don't dare to say that this money is a reward. You can just take it and drink tea. Once you find my brother, Xue will have a big thank you!"

The person who said this was a honest-faced young man with a burly stature, wearing a refined Chinese-style gown, which made him look brave.He clasped his fists to Mr. Bai who was sitting on the sofa, his tone was sincere, and his words were sonorous.

The owner of the mansion, Mr. Bai, is a modern and handsome young man with meticulously combed hair, gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a Western-style dress. He is incompatible with the visiting client surnamed Xue in terms of painting style, as if two worlds are old and new .

"Don't worry, Mr. Xue, I'll take this matter."

Mr. Bai listened to the "statement of the case" for more than ten minutes, during which he was silent and thoughtful, which made Xue Qingshan very nervous. At this moment, he finally spoke, without any nonsense, just "I took it", To Xue Qingshan, it was like a burst of rain.

"Then Mr. Lao!" Xue Qingshan thanked him with gratitude, as if it was not he who gave the other party money, but the other party gave him money.

Mr. Bai smiled. Although he hadn't started working yet, it didn't prevent him from accepting the advance payment from Party A.

After sending Xue Qingshan away, Mr. Bai went back to his study, looking at all kinds of books and several "investigative handbooks" piled up on the table, he was inexplicably envious of the "Party B" of the Republic of China.In this kind of troubled world, as long as you have real skills, you can be tough. If you have this skill, no matter how much money others pay you, you will not dare to say "hire" you, you have to say "please".

Mr. Bai, a "Young Detective" from a well-to-do family, set up this Bai mansion on the most prosperous Five Avenues, and specializes in handling various difficult and miscellaneous cases.Not for money, just a hobby.Unexpectedly, he has made a reputation. The young master Xue who just came here just came here just because of his reputation. With enough money for any detective to go after the murderer, he just wanted to find someone—his sworn brother, Du Jinnian, who disappeared.

But at this moment, Mr. Bai is not really Mr. Bai.

In his body is the soul of Wu Junshi.

Wu Sheng had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't expect that this time it turned out to be in the soul wear mode.It's all because the hidden compartment is so similar to the one on 9/23 that he took it for granted that it was still the same as last time. Although his consciousness was breaking through the level, he still looked like himself.

Fortunately, he became someone else, and the four partners must have different appearances and identities.Even walking head-to-head on the street, it is estimated that they will meet each other without knowing each other.

As Wu Sheng thought about it, he raised his arm again.

He entered the No. 1 secret room, and he was also the only task performer who broke through the level this time.

And now, no, it should be said that when Xue Qingshan arrived, his task was announced——

<Cheat Sheet>: Accept Xue Qingshan's commission and find Du Jinnian.

……

In Tianjin of the Republic of China, beside the Haihe River, there is Guajia Temple.

Before Xu Wang opened his eyes, he smelled the incense. It was quiet and solemn, which made people unconsciously feel at ease.

This was his only peaceful moment of the night.

Then, he opened his eyes and saw the world, the monks in the courtyard, the monk's uniform he was wearing, and in the reflection of the lotus pond, he saw his completely unfamiliar face with red lips, white teeth and lively eyebrows. Teenage face.

His heart was surging, and the turbulent waves hit the shore, bang bang bang bang, every bang made him dizzy and extremely confused.

Until an older monk came over and reprimanded him: "What are you still doing in a daze, go away."

Xu Wang asked stupidly, "Where are you going?"

While speaking, the courtyard gradually became deserted—the monks who were still in the courtyard just now had already left the door one after another, like a team of practitioners on the street just after nightfall.

"The Cheng family." The monk pushed him out of the door as he spoke, "The old man of the Cheng family has passed away, and he will be reborn tomorrow. He wants to do something."

Xu Wang was at a loss: "Take three?"

"Three days after the death, the deceased went to the Wangxiang Terrace to look at his hometown. At this time, he chanted sutras to let him know that his family had been waiting for him for three days, but the deceased could not be resurrected. This ceremony was also the last for him and his family. That's enough. When the time comes, the master will put the flames on the mouth, and you can just chant scriptures with the brothers."

Xu Wang: "..."

What is the flame opening?His knowledge system is blank in this area!

"Hurry up—" Seeing that there was almost no one in the courtyard, the monk shoved him on the back.

Xu Wang staggered to the door, gritted his teeth, and trotted to keep up with the monks in front of him.

Thinking on the bright side, to be a monk in this chaotic era of the Republic of China, at least there is no risk of life. There is a ray of incense in the temple, and he has a mouthful of food. .

The sky is completely dark, the moon is on the tip of the mountain, and the air is getting cooler.

Xu Wang looked up at the moon, and when he looked at it, the moon became Wu Sheng's face.

He said in his heart, you have to hand in the exam quickly, it's too cold in this hairless night.

……

The Cheng family in Tianjin, Republic of China.

It was late at night, but white candles were still burning in the coffin.During the daytime, the filial sons and virtuous grandchildren have all finished crying, and now there are only a few servants guarding them. They are all young and middle-aged, neatly dressed but plain, and their skin is mostly tanned.

Qian Ai is among them.

As soon as I opened my eyes, there was a spiritual shed in front of me, and then the breeze blew and the candles flickered, illuminating the paper boys and girls, horses, cattle and sheep, it was more exciting than drinking Fengyoujing.

What was fatal was that he still felt that he and the two boys and girls had met eyes, and somehow felt that the two paper figurines were looking at him, and once this feeling came, it couldn't be erased. How could he shake his head from side to side? Turning around in circles, he felt those two pairs of eyes following him.

The servant with a square face next to him was tired. Seeing that he was dishonest as if he was suffering all over, he muttered in confusion: "What are you doing? The ghost is on your body."

Before Qian Ai could speak, another servant with a round face became unhappy, his eyes full of desire to survive: "Brother, this kind of joke is not good to say at this time..."

Qian Ai wanted to give Yuanlian a thumbs up.

Talking about the upper body of a ghost in the mourning hall, don't you think your life is too long!

Fang Lian froze for a moment, then looked at the mourning hall, white candles, and paper figurines, and fell silent.

But it was too late, and he also began to feel that the paper-wrapped man was looking at him, so he followed Qian Ai's old way - shaking his head left and right, turning around in circles.

……

Cheng's back garden, outside the courtyard wall.

"Master? Haven't you thought about changing your career?" A teenager in his fifteenth or sixteenth year handed the eight-claw hook with a rope to the middle-aged man next to him.

"What should I change?" The middle-aged man threw the octopus hook to the wall and pulled it, and the rope was firmly stretched.

"Just... don't be a snitch." The young man and the middle-aged man were all dressed in black, with their heads covered and their faces covered so that even their own mothers couldn't recognize them.

"Don't be a thief? I'm going to drink the north wind?" The middle-aged man jumped up, his body was very light, he followed the rope and climbed up the wall neatly, moved to the side, bent down and leaned on the top of the wall to avoid attracting attention, and then rushed down Urging, "Come up."

The young man failed to persuade him, so he had to grab the rope and climb up little by little.

The middle-aged man waited for a long time, and found that the apprentice had only climbed halfway. He was speechless: "Touch your stomach, lift your breath, step down a bit, and use your strength to get up... It's not for you to swing!"

The middle-aged man has always been calm and able to suppress his temper, but tonight his head really hurts.His apprentice didn't know what evil he had fallen into, so let's just make noise all the way, and he can bear it if he persuades him to change his evil ways, and now he can't even climb over a wall, so what's the use of having such a poor apprentice!

"You've just eaten what I taught you?" The middle-aged man couldn't bear it any longer, and stretched out his hand to grab him.

With the help of ropes and master's dragging, the boy finally climbed up the wall.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the master and apprentice entered Cheng's house smoothly.

In the past few days, Cheng's family has been doing funeral affairs, coming and going, and focusing on funeral matters, which is just right for "sneaking into the night with the wind, stealing silently".

Kuang Jinxin's soul pierced, and his soul pierced a snitch apprentice.He has been law-abiding for 23 years, and he is slipping into the abyss of crime little by little.

……

Tianjin in the Republic of China, Nanshi (three no-regard areas).

"Brother, it's your turn." As soon as Chi Yingxue opened his eyes, he saw someone hand him a lottery.

There are six lots left in the bucket.

He took a quick look around, a shabby shack that smelled of sweat, and a group of young youths with smoldering faces but dignified faces, looked like an illegal stronghold no matter what.

"Draw it." The person holding the lottery urged him.

Chi Yingxue was baffled, and just about to raise her hand, she suddenly realized something was wrong. Although this hand was also pretty, it was not her own.

He stroked his hair again, pinched his face, pulled off his clothes to look at his chest, and sure enough, it was another person's body.

"What?" The lottery was about to hit him in the face, "Hurry up and draw!"

Chi Yingxue was blindfolded, and pulled out one at random - the bottom of the stick, red.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Everyone in the room seemed to be relieved, but their faces were still tense.

"Brother, accept your fate." The man put down the stick, sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

Chi Yingxue frowned, and asked the first question after waking up: "What fate do you accept?"

The man frowned, deeper than Chi Yingxue, and his voice sank: "This is the rule for drawing black and red lottery, each depends on destiny, do you want to admit it?"

Chi Yingxue looked at him quietly for a moment, and decided that she should not wrong herself: "Let's talk about whether you admit it or not. Tell me first, who am I? Where am I? Why is there a lottery? What will happen if you get a red lottery?"

A room full of young people: "..."

The face holding the lottery was about to turn pale with anger, and when the lottery fell, he ignored him at all, and pushed the door straight out: "Master Jiu, the red sign is out, Cat Five."

Chi Yingxue: "..."

Is this a draw?Action name?Guild name?

"Mao Wu, don't bear grudges, brothers." Two hands on the left and right grabbed his arm, and before he could react, someone came up behind him and tied his hands tightly behind his back.

Oh, cat five is his name here, it's really...it doesn't get any worse than that.

Clothes are also ugly.

Chi Yingxue looked down at herself, and then looked up at a room full of "demons and ghosts". The beautiful imagination of the Republic of China in her mind was completely disillusioned.

The person holding the stick returned to the house, followed by a well-dressed man. About 40 years old, tall and tall, wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket, retro and stable, with exquisite buttons and patterns on the cuffs.His face is very handsome, and the years have hardly compromised his beauty, but the years are still between his brows, depositing a murderous look that cannot be suppressed, and his eyes are also sharp, with a hint of ruthlessness that is not easy to detect.

As soon as he entered the door, his eyes fell on Chi Yingxue.

"If you have any requirements, you can just mention it. After you finish it, you can go on the road with peace of mind. The family members don't have to worry, and someone will take care of them." The man's voice was cold, and even with such a gentle tone, people still felt chills down their spines.

A room full of punks, who usually bully and dominate the market, didn't even dare to raise their eyes or show their air to this Ninth Master.

Chi Yingxue didn't feel anything.

Wu Sheng said that Owl let No. 2-5 survive to hand in the test paper, which means that he will definitely encounter danger. Now when he comes in, he will be sent on the road, which fits the plot of the level very well, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"I mentioned it, can you agree?" He asked suspiciously, with no respect in his attitude.

The faces of people in the room were all blue, and they were frightened.

Master Jiu smiled slightly, very kindly: "Except for life, everything is fine."

Chi Yingxue nodded and decided to trust him once: "Who am I? Where am I? Why is there a lottery? What will happen if you get a red lottery?"

"..." The question of Lianzhu Pao stunned Master Jiu.

"Answer the question, this is my request." Chi Yingxue thoughtfully made a supplementary explanation.

Master Jiu: "..."

A room full of gangsters: "..."

The one holding the lottery: "Master Jiu, he might have been scared by the red lottery, he's out of his mind..."

Master Jiu raised his hand.

The one holding the stick shut up immediately.

Master Jiu pondered for a moment, and answered one by one: "Your name is Mao Wu, and you are from our Fushou Society. The Fushou Society killed members of the Hai Gang, and now the Hai Gang is coming to ask us to die. The old rules, draw black and red lottery, draw Those who get the red sign will die for the gang. Do you have any other questions?"

Chi Yingxue stared at him for a long time, and finally said sincerely: "Your clothes look good, can you get me a set too?"