Forces of Temptation

Jiang Fang used the non-existent key to open the existing door in front of him.

- Click.

The dormitory door slowly opened inward.

The purpose of entering is... an ordinary dormitory for boys.

Ordinary without surprises at all,

There are not many things in the room, and they are not miscellaneous, that is, clothes and some books.

The quilt on the bed was not folded very much, and it was kicked at the end of the bed randomly.

Clothes were piled up in a mess on the back of the chair, stacked in layers like a nesting doll, and the lower edge of the outermost coat almost fell to the ground.

The warm work of the whole chair is well done. At first glance, it looks like there is a burly man sitting on it alone.

Near the radiators, throw a few colorful cheap barbells.

A soccer ball rests quietly near the barbell.

Nan Zhou stood in the middle of this small four-person room full of life.

He tried not to trust his senses, nor to regard the conclusions drawn from "feeling" as a reference part of the chain of thinking.

Nan Zhou asked: "How many people live in this dormitory?"

Jiang Fang: "Four."

There are mattresses on the four beds, and the heavy traces of life cannot be ignored at all.

Nan Zhou asked: "How many people should there be?"

Jiang Fang paused, seeming to understand: "Four."

Nan Zhou: "How many people did you see on the nameplate at the door?"

Seeing that Jiang Fang didn't answer Nan Zhou's question, but just frowned slightly thinking, Li Yinhang was a little puzzled, and answered, "There are four."

Nan Zhou turned his head and stared into her eyes: "Which four?"

Li Yinhang quickly counted them with customer service memory: "The player surnamed Xie, Liu Shuoqi, and Yu...what's the matter, I don't know that word."

Nan Zhou: "So, how many people are there in total?"

Li Yinhang subconsciously: "Four."

Nanzhou: "You count again."

Li Yinhang was quite inexplicable, bent his fingers, and carefully counted the people one by one.

"One, two..."

When she counted to "three", she noticed something in shock——

No matter what, she couldn't remember the name of the "fourth person" she was sure existed just now.

Nan Zhou turned his head and looked at Jiang Fang.

The best way to solve chaos is to report it with truth.

Some facts that I was convinced in my heart can only be discovered after repeating them through my own mouth.

Nan Zhou asked: "So, how many people should there be in this dormitory?"

No one answered him.

The cold wind of late autumn is sifted through the screen window.

A few pairs of clothes hangers hanging on the balcony collided with the iron clothes drying racks, making the crisp sound of wind chimes.

And the three of them, in such a warm dormitory, stood quietly and looked at each other, shuddering.

……

The "Longtan" trio hastily ended the investigation on 403.

After Nanzhou and the others left, they bravely turned around 403 a few times, but they also found nothing.

They are inevitably discouraged.

Thinking of Jiang Fang's few words about Xie Xiangyu before leaving, the three of them felt even more uncertain.

Sun Guojing instinctively didn't want to deal with Nan Zhou and the others, but after being awakened by Jiang Fang, his perception of Xie Xiangyu also changed.

The thought of working with him again was like eating a fly.

Under all kinds of entanglements, he had no choice but to ask his companions for peace of mind: "What should we do? Who should we cooperate with?"

Qi Tianyun remained silent.

Now, he could see it.

It doesn't really matter who they work with.

Because with their abilities, they are not worthy of talking about the word "cooperation".

Whether it was Xie Xiangyu's initiative to get close and provide information, or Jiang Fang's gentle and persuasive words, it was all because the three of them were so useless.

Therefore, what these two groups of people really need is not a partner at all, but the "stone" that needs to be sacrificed when throwing stones to ask for directions.

Oh no.There are three of them, so it should be three stones.

Of course, based on Qi Tianyun's point of view, he would never have thought that the reason why one of these two groups of people tried to win them over was because they didn't want them to die, so as to lower the score that his team might get.

When the three were at a loss, Luo Ge suddenly hissed.

He pointed out the door, signaling the other two to concentrate on listening.

squeak--

The faint sound of nails scraping the wall came faintly from the door.

Hit, scratch, rub.

The sound is very soft, but it is very close at hand.

squeak--

Luo Ge looked down.

The dormitory has doors.

When sleeping at night, the goose-yellow light in the corridor often blends in from under the door.

But now, at this moment, the crack in the door was pitch black.

...something is standing outside their door right now!

In broad daylight, the three of them burst into white sweat all together.

Sun Guojing was frightened one after another, and he was already furious.

His heart froze, his eyes widened, and he came to the door with big strides, and opened the door with great movements.

The movement was so fast and powerful that it almost hit the bridge of his nose.

He let out a mighty shout: "Who—"

At the door, Jiang Fang, who was watching Nanzhou dismantle the nameplate at the door, turned his head to look at Sun Guojing, who was suddenly dumbfounded, and nodded politely: "Hello. Let's check some clues."

Sun Guojing was speechless.

Hold.If he couldn't beat him, he would have already started.

……

Nanzhou didn't like to talk to them, so the job of popularizing science was handed over to Jiang Fang.

In view of his good performance in discovering the clues just now, Nanzhou rewarded himself with a piece of coconut bread.

It was only when he swallowed the last mouthful of shredded coconut cherished that Jiang Fang finished telling their discovery.

Among the three people, two-thirds felt lonely when they heard it, and their heads were muddled.

The only one who was not so confused, Qi Tianyun forced a laugh: "Where's the evidence?"

Jiang Fang: "Hand."

Qi Tianyun was stunned for a moment, then tentatively and guardedly passed a hand over.

Jiang Fang held something and put it down in Qi Tianyun's palm.

The next moment, his palm sank subtly, as if something had really been placed on it.

Qi Tianyun closed his eyes, trying to read the raised lines with his sense of touch, looking very serious.

...like a hilarious disembodied performance.

Sun Guojing looked amused.

what is this?

Blind man touching an elephant?

But within a few seconds, Qi Tianyun suddenly opened his eyes, his face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly threw the thing in his hand as if he had burned his hand!

Sun Guojing didn't see anything flying out, nor did he hear the sound of something landing.

He wondered, "Old Qi, did you step on the switch? What did you see that made you act so frightened?"

Qi Tianyun took two big breaths before he could barely escape the short-term suffocation caused by fright.

He said, "... a name tag."

Sun Guojing: "...Huh?"

Qi Tianyun raised his eyes and said in a depressed tone, "A name tag that was taken from the front of our door. There is a name on it."

Speaking of this, Qi Tianyun felt his throat was so dry.

He simulated swallowing twice, only to feel that the tip of his tongue was saliva-free, the root of his tongue was stiff, and the rest was bitter.

Seeing that he has also learned how to play tricks, Sun Luo and the two inevitably got angry: "Tell me! What did you write? What's your name?"

Qi Tianyun suppressed his voice: "... Hu Li."

"Hu Li and we are in the same dormitory....He turned out to be from our dormitory."

Sun Guojing was stunned for a while, then laughed out loud: "What nonsense are you talking about. There are only three of us in our dormitory."

Qi Tianyun pointed to a pair of double beds side by side: "Then, why do we have four quilts?"

Sun Guojing was confused for a moment.

……Yup.

They didn't seem to have any comment at all about the unoccupied fourth bed in the room and the full bedding on it.

They didn't discuss whether roommate No.4 would come back.

It was only natural to discuss how to get along with him after he came back.

There was no discussion about why he didn't come home at night.

Even when Xie Xiangyu came to seek cooperation to live in their dormitory, they didn't discuss how to explain the fact that a stranger slept in their dormitory if that person came back.

It seemed that, in their hearts, a certain voice had confirmed for them that the extra person would never come back.

Sun Guojing looked down at his arm.

... There are large pieces of chicken skin floating on it.

Sun Guojing's teeth began to tremble, but he still tried to figure out the rationale: "Maybe he doesn't live here... Oh, maybe he's checked out, this bed is Xie Xiangyu now Yes, we are not bullying him? So just leave him here..."

Qi Tianyun shook his head at him, and closed his eyes in a little pain.

...He had already touched the name tag just now.

On the name tag, it is clearly the name of "Hu Li".

But when he informed Sun Guojing of this situation, he still received a pale denial: "Impossible! Maybe he moved away! I didn't have time to move things, and I didn't have time to remove the nameplate..."

What they are encountering right now is too unreasonable.

Sun Guojing imagined that the worst outcome for himself would be nothing more than death.

But by no means disappearing alone and unnoticed.

Disappearing may mean "death" in the game.

But, in fact, can he really die happily?

What if he was still conscious at that time?

If at that time, his name and things were completely forgotten, even if others saw it, they would turn a blind eye...

Sun Guojing knew nothing.The only thing he knew was that this terror was brought about by that unprovoked "rustling" sound,

...and he, had heard the rustle five times now.

The sword of Damocles beheaded Hu Li and killed Zuo Jiaming.

Now, it hangs over his head again.

Therefore, this conjecture cannot be true.

How can it be true?

The more Sun Guojing denied it, the lower the san value was.

Luo Ge, who had read the important numerical changes of his teammates, was in chaos when he saw this.

Once encountering an incomprehensible and unbearable horror, the san value will drop all the way.

If it breaks through the threshold of 1 and falls to 0, the spirit will suffer irreversible damage, and abnormal phenomena such as cognitive dissonance, out-of-control behavior, and chaotic thinking will appear.

Once it returns to zero, it means permanent madness.

That is to say, "crazy" as determined by the system.

Luo Ge couldn't control Sun Guojing from thinking wildly.

Seeing that Sun Guojing's san value dropped below 3, he changed his tone anxiously, and shouted at Nan Zhou and others, "Think of a way!"

At this time, Nan Zhou took out another coconut bread and wanted to unpack it, but he endured it and put it back for supper.

Hearing Luo Ge's mournful plea for help, and seeing Sun Guojing's empty gaze, he frowned slightly, and met Jiang Fang's eyes again.

At present, it is his heart shaken by unknown terror that bites and entangles Sun Guojing fiercely like a poisonous snake.

He refused to believe their judgment, and he refused to believe that a living person would completely disappear from the world like a lead mark under an eraser.

Uncertainty, mistrust, and unrest accompanied by "what if it's true".

The three forces are about to tear Sun Guojing's spirit into three parts, and split his body into three parts.

Facing Sun Guojing, who was on the verge of collapse, Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou quickly decided to use strong medicine.

They want to simply and rudely dispel two of these forces.

They wanted to convince Sun Guojing in a very short time that it was real and feasible for a person to be completely erased from this world.

Jiang Fang stepped forward and said to Sun Guojing, "Mobile phone."

Affected by the short-term rapid decline in the san value, Sun Guojing's reaction was also slow.

He raised his head in a daze, unable to understand the meaning of Jiang Fang's words.

Jiang Fang was just saying hello to him.

He leaned over and took out the phone from Sun Guojing's pocket, took his hand, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and then clicked on WeChat.

With a swipe of his long thumb, he opened another small program.

...a software with voice reading function.

Jiang Fang's fingertips were as nimble as flying, and he clicked on Sun Guojing's WeChat friend list, searched by initials, and selected the column beginning with "H".

Although both Hu Li and Zuo Jiaming have been forgotten by the world, many things still exist objectively in this world.

For example, the dormitory key lost by Zuo Jiaming in the metal cabinet.

For example, a door plate with a name engraved on it.

Like their mattresses.

such as……

Chat history left on the phone.

It just doesn't appear to exist.

Jiang Fang has a perfect memory in both hands.

A short operation is enough for him to master all the keys of Sun Guojing's phone.

He flipped through the list one by one, searching for Hu Li who no longer existed in the corners and gaps in the column of H, which is the beginning of the first letter of "Hu Li".

He repeatedly clicked into the dialog box between Sun Guojing and others by mistake, and exited patiently again and again.

Finally, when he poked the gap between the two contacts on the screen again, the screen of the phone suddenly froze.

It seems to be dead.

When clicking on other names, the phone no longer responds.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the contact interface is still displayed.

But Jiang Fang knew that he had found the gap that didn't exist.

Jiang Fang quickly swipe up the invisible chat record a few times, fumbled to calculate the distance between the bubbles, copied a few message texts, and put them into the reading software together.

He wants the software to be read aloud to prove the identity of the disappeared person.

After a few seconds.

Everyone present heard a mechanical, inorganic male voice.

That is the built-in voice of the reading software.

AI cannot perceive the emotions of the speaker, such as anxiety, panic, and despair.

It only faced the seemingly blank pasteboard, coldly repeating the words it read.

That was a passage that Hu Li sent to his good buddies, children and grandchildren, in text when Hu Li still existed.

"Did you see that?!"

"Old Sun, there is a man, he is standing by your bedside!"

"Why can't you see it?"

"Aren't you playing with your phone? Why are you ignoring me?!"

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