Escape from the Madhouse [Unlimited]

Jiang Yuqing became younger.

When Zhou Qian didn't say it, He Xiaowei didn't pay much attention to it.

But after hearing this, he observed carefully, and felt that Jiang Yuqing had indeed become younger.

"Could it be..." He Xiaowei thought of a terrible possibility, "He created some kind of magic circle to kill these two cleaners, right? His purpose is to kill people and make himself younger—"

He Xiaowei's voice rose. "I see, Jiang Yuqing is the boss of this dungeon. Aren't we going to fulfill his last wish? I think his last wish is to rejuvenate his youth! Now...he killed two players and three cleaners with the branch level; this main line Inside, two nurses also disappeared out of thin air...

"It's horrible. It's cruel. He must be doing some kind of witchcraft?!"

Zhou Qian continued to watch the situation in Room 701 through the window, and said, "I don't think so."

He Xiaowei: "Huh?"

Zhou Qian said again: "There must be a way to clear the level in the game, and the completion rate of this level is as high as 60%. If Jiang Yuqing's last wish is to kill all of us and become young again, and we have to fulfill his wish to pass the level... …If you think about it carefully, is it contradictory and can’t be finished?”

He Xiaowei nodded heavily: "That's right. That's true. Hey... I always feel that this building is weird."

"It's strange." Zhou Qian said, "In the real world, have you ever seen a whole nursing home where everyone revolves around only one person?"

"Ah...that's not true!" He Xiaowei said in surprise, "You mean, this is not reality?"

He Xiaowei's words are actually ambiguous.Because both he and Zhou Qian are in the game world, of course it's not reality.

But of course Zhou Qian could understand what he meant.

Regardless of the background of the game, as far as the plot in the single-round dungeon is concerned, everything they encounter seems to be incomprehensible with the logic of the normal real world. They are more like being in a virtual space, such as a certain illusion.

Zhou Qian said: "If my guess is right, this should be Jiang Yuqing's conscious world. He controls our existence and disappearance.

"He slept for an hour in the afternoon. In this hour... we have entered his another layer of consciousness world, which is the branch level.

"The branch level is called "Check and Balance". It's not easy to pass the level, but it's easy to survive. Players don't go to any of the 12 rooms, survive an hour, and return to 701. Can leave from that branch line and return to the seventh floor in the conventional sense. Because in fact, Jiang Yuqing will wake up after only sleeping for an hour. Once he wakes up, the dream will naturally cease to exist."

"However, since we have cleared the level, everything we experienced and the end-credits animation we saw are meaningful, and they should be related to hidden achievements.

"The gunners of the S unit will kill the people of the 7th unit. They use bullets with 'S'; and our task is to help a young officer collect 12 bullets with '7' written on them. Finally, he used The bullets countered and killed 12 Troop S gunmen.

"These stories must have meaning, but I haven't been able to fully match it with the main plot. In addition—"

Looking at the weird wet photo on the wall through the glass, Zhou Qian said: "I still haven't understood the meaning of that photo."

There are seven fuzzy faces on the photo; when the branch task is started, by touching the photo, a beautiful officer will appear to give the player clues; the dead player will disappear with the end of the branch level; all cleaners Disappeared in the branch checkpoint; the nurses' union then suddenly disappeared three times...

What is the meaning behind these images?

Like a curtain covering the truth.

Now Zhou Qian's hand has lifted most of the curtain, and he could see the whole picture of the truth just a little bit away.

At this time, there was a new situation in room 701.

Jiang Yuqing asked three times in a row: "Where's my sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

The two girls sat blankly with their own thoughts, and after no one paid attention to him, he made some moves.

【Target: Jiang Yuqing】

【Grade: B Grade】

【Good at:? ? ? 】

[Because he couldn't eat his beloved sweet-scented osmanthus crisps, Jiang Yuqing became manic and showed a strong killing intent, please be careful! 】

Suddenly, all four players received such a prompt.

At this time, Situ Qing was nestling beside the bookshelf with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened. This was probably due to her physical and mental exhaustion, and also because the protective wings on her body had not completely disappeared.

Yun Xiangrong quickly hid at the door of the room.

Pushing open the door, she and Zhou Qian exchanged glances, then silently walked to the other side of the corridor.

The one who followed Yun Xiangrong out of the room was the little dragon that Zhou Qian had brought up before.

It also seemed to be able to sense the danger. It stared in surprise, and after a faint "beep", it rushed out of the room, jumped up and jumped into Zhou Qian's arms.

Zhou Qian touched its head, and it hugged his shoulders and nestled into his arms without making a fuss at all.

At the door of the room, He Xiaowei first glanced at Xiaolong curiously, and then cast a worried glance at Yun Xiangrong not far away.

Seeing her red eyes, he seemed to be unable to bear the thought of saying a few words of persuasion, but he really didn't know what to say, so he put his hand down again, and asked Zhou Qian in a low voice, "Eh? Jiang Yuqing's mania is because he didn't eat. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake? We have to bring him the sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"Yes. But wait, let's take a look."

Zhou Qian hugged Xiaolong in his arms, then made a silent gesture to He Xiaowei, and then continued to look into the room.

Only Situ Qing and Jiang Yuqing were left in the room.

Although the system prompts, Jiang Yuqing now has a strong killing intent.

But for the time being, he didn't show any obvious aggressiveness towards Situ Qing.

However, Jiang Yuqing's "temper" was real. He first broke a vase on the table, and then walked to the bookshelf. Without even looking at Situ Qing beside the bookshelf, he reached out and took out a few books, and threw them on the shelf. He landed on the ground and stomped hard a few times.

When he stared fiercely at the books, as if he was about to tear them apart, Jiang Yuqing froze again.

He seemed to think of something, turned around slowly, then looked at the photos, and then walked up to it.

"What the hell—"

He Xiaowei at the door couldn't help but frowned heavily, and asked Zhou Qian, "Big brother, do you see anything now?"

"Why would an old man with a lifespan of only three days suddenly become a B-level 'monster'?" Zhou Qian asked back.

He Xiaowei immediately said: "So what you just said is right! This is a world of consciousness, not real! Jiang Yuqing in reality has only three days to live! But now we are in a world of consciousness. So this ideology Jiang Yuqing, under the control of someone's consciousness, can suddenly become powerful!"

"Yes, it should be roughly like this. But if... the old man Jiang Yuqing in front of him will show a high degree of aggression towards the player, and the 12-room branch level "Check and Balance" was also established in his sleep——

"According to these two points, it can be inferred that in this copy, the old man Jiang Yuqing in front of us is hostile to us players. But at the same time—"

Inside the house, Jiang Yuqing was walking towards the picture.

Zhou Qian then looked at the photo three times, and said: "A young officer in the photo gave us the clue to clear "Checks and Balances"; in the ending animation, he also appeared and solved the 12 gunmen. Isn't that the case? It means that the young officer is against Jiang Yuqing? In other words, in this copy, unlike Jiang Yuqing, this officer is relatively friendly to the players."

He Xiaowei didn't have time to answer Zhou Qian's words, he was thinking about something, but Zhou Qian pushed the door open and went in.

The moment he opened the door and entered, Zhou Qian said to the person opposite: "Mr. Jiang, your sweet-scented osmanthus cake is here."

This sentence is like a spring breeze blowing on the face, which can soothe all restless emotions in people.

Jiang Yuqing smiled immediately.

[The player triggers a clue prompt: "Wang Ji Osmanthus Crisp" can soothe Jiang Yuqing's emotions; Jiang Yuqing's manic state is relieved]

[The player unlocks Jiang Yuqing's two states: 1. Manic Jiang Yuqing; 2. Alzheimer's Jiang Yuqing]

Therefore, now the system has given a clear explanation - this old man, Jiang Yuqing, has indeed developed dementia.

After the mania was lifted, Jiang Yuqing happily walked up to Zhou Qian like a child, stretched out his hands, and made a gesture of begging for candy.

Zhou Qian put a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake that he took out in advance into his hand.

After receiving the sweet-scented osmanthus crisps, Jiang Yuqing showed a childlike and innocent smile, sat down on the wooden floor regardless, and started to eat bit by bit.

The centenarian sat on the ground eating dessert, and the crumbs were everywhere.

But he didn't seem to care at all.

He Xiaowei followed Zhou Qian into the room, and when he saw this scene, he was really moved.

A person will go through a long time in his life, experiencing childhood, youth, middle age, and old age...but when a person gets old to a certain level, it seems to be back to childhood.

Physically, they have no ability to take care of themselves, and they have to rely on others to eat, drink, and scatter, and mentally, they will be like the children in their infancy, as if they have lost all reason and become only crying.

Maybe life is a cycle.

He Xiaowei thought foolishly.

As for Zhou Qian, he didn't look at Jiang Yuqing much, he looked at the photo again.

The reason why he came in in time to hand over the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes just now was because he saw Jiang Yuqing, who was in a manic state, walked to the front and back of the photo, and stretched out his hand to grab the photo, apparently intending to destroy it.

Judging from Zhou Qian's previous analysis results, whether it is [Manic Jiang Yuqing] or [Alzheimer Jiang Yuqing], they are all bad for the player. The former may attack the player, and the latter will create "checks and balances" through sleep. A mechanism to kill players.

Correspondingly, at present, it seems that the only person who can help the player is the young officer in the photo.

So Zhou Qian had to prevent the photo from being destroyed, lest the officer on it would disappear with it.

After handing Jiang Yuqing a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus crisps, Zhou Qian hid the remaining half of the box in his bag.

Now he walked towards the photo again, reached out and touched the photo frame, trying to take it down, lest Jiang Yuqing would be caught off guard and destroy the photo in the middle of the night.

But Zhou Qian found that he could not do this.

There doesn't seem to be glue on the back of the photo frame, let alone nails, but Zhou Qian just couldn't take it off.

Zhou Qian had no choice but to give up, but at this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his neckline.

As soon as he turned his head, Zhou Qian saw Jiang Yuqing who was close at hand.

Jiang Yuqing's move had no other meaning.

He just didn't eat enough snacks, so he stretched out his hand and made another begging gesture.

Zhou Qian raised his hand, took a handful of Jiang Yuqing's white hair, and then said like comforting a child: "No more. Eating too much sweet food is not good for your health. You can only eat it tomorrow."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuqing seemed a little dissatisfied.

But he didn't say anything else, he turned around silently and went to the bookshelf, and then took out a book and read it.

It seems that a small piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake is enough to appease him.He did not relapse into a manic state.

Then the sweet-scented osmanthus crisps in the luggage, if you save them, they may be of great use later.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Qian noticed that Jiang Yuqing was reading a book on physics.

The level of "Check and Balance" is related to the mechanics in physics.

In fact, this can also be regarded as a clue - that branch level was constructed in a dream by Jiang Yuqing, who is suffering from dementia.

Jiang Yuqing has calmed down, and it seems that he doesn't need to pay attention to him for the time being.

Zhou Qian then looked at the rest of the room.

A few books were scattered on the ground, which Jiang Yuqing threw when he was in a rage just now.

In addition, a blue and white porcelain vase was broken in front of the bedside table, and the fake flowers inside were smashed to the ground like gypsophila, which was also knocked down by Jiang Yuqing.

Thinking of something, Zhou Qian immediately looked at the other bedside table.

He found something strange.

——On the other bedside table, there was originally a glass bottle containing fake flowers.But now it's gone.

Squinting his eyes, Zhou Qian looked down at the little dragon in his arms, and leaned into its ear and asked if anyone had touched the vase when he was not in this room.

Xiaolong, who was standing here and witnessed everything, shook his head obediently.

Seeing this, Zhou Qian couldn't help but frown.

No one touched the vase, which means that the vase disappeared out of thin air.

In this way... Lao Yu and Lao Tie, the two old nurses, and even many old nurses who "leaved without receiving their salary" in the eyes of the front desk, will they disappear out of thin air like this vase? Woolen cloth?

There is no so-called magic circle for rejuvenation, nor is it a haunted supernatural event.

Many things and people simply disappeared out of thin air in this consciousness space.

But what does this mean?

Among thousands of clues, Zhou Qian caught Ji Guang's feather-like clue.

He already had a rough guess about the whole picture of the truth.

After a while, the phone in room 701 rang.

Zhou Qian went to answer, it was the voice of the front desk. "Let me tell you, the security guard and I are going to get off work soon, and the elevator will be closed immediately. You should rest on the 7th floor and don't go anywhere. See you tomorrow!

"By the way, Mr. Jiang likes to read at night. If he is tired, he will go to bed early by himself. He usually doesn't make trouble at night. You don't need to pay special attention to anything. Go back to your room and rest!"

The words of the front desk are basically telling the players clearly that they can rest.

Players will live here for three days.

The next main line is estimated to wait until tomorrow.

All plot clues have come to an end for the time being.

Everyone can finally rest for a while.

If so, the players left 701 one after another and went back to their rooms to rest.

There are six rooms prepared for the nurses at the front desk.

Because of the death of two people, only four can be used now.

Zhou Qian randomly chose room 702, which is just opposite to 701 and also at the end of the corridor.

Before entering the room, he heard He Xiaowei say to himself nervously: "Brother, be careful. The room at the end of the corridor is easy to be haunted!"

Zhou Qian: "That's good. How boring to be alone."

He Xiaowei: "..."

Saying goodbye to He Xiaowei, Zhou Qian walked into room 702.

The room is actually not bad, like an ordinary hotel standard room.

But Zhou Qian undoubtedly disliked him very much.

Once upon a time, he still didn't live in a non-senior suite.

When squeezed into the very small shower room, Zhou Qian was taking a bath when he suddenly remembered that he went back to junior high school for a spring outing.

The teacher took them to a famous scenic spot in Lin City, with green mountains and green waters, but it was located in a remote place, and the place to live at night was not very good.

Zhou Qian showed dissatisfaction as soon as he entered the hotel lobby, and he was even more disgusted after seeing his room.

His resistance reached its peak when he found cobwebs on the windows, and he refused to live in a "broken hotel" in the scenic area. He insisted on going down the mountain overnight to find a star-rated hotel in the city, and ran away when the teacher was not paying attention. .

That night, Bai Zhou, the class monitor, was worried about Zhou Qian and followed him all the way.

To this day, Zhou Qian still remembers Bai Zhou's very serious expression that night.

He still remembers what he said to Bai Zhou: "Brother Zhou, do you think I'm a spendthrift? But my dad is a gambler. He might go bankrupt one day. If I don't squander now, I won't have a chance in the future." ah!"

Bai Zhou ignored Zhou Qian's godlike logic, and was just trying his best to persuade him to go back. "Act collectively, don't stand alone. You are not familiar with this place. It's not safe."

Zhou Qian pretended to be sick and straightened up on the bed. "I can't walk. I have a fever."

Bai Zhou: "If you can't walk, I'll carry you back."

Zhou Qian refused, and made excuses without hesitation: "Actually, there is a reason why I didn't go back. I was hiding from the classmate next door. She confessed to me yesterday. When I first allocated the room, I saw it, and she lived in it." I'm opposite. How embarrassing is it that you don't see you when you look up?"

"No, Zhou Qian—"

"Hey, why did you hear this, your face is not right? Do you like the classmate next door?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Come back with me!"

"If you want to return it yourself, I will not return it!"

Bai Zhou sighed: "I'm mainly worried about you. If you're alone—"

Zhou Qian smiled at him, and immediately urged him to break the rules: "Then why don't you live here too? Don't go back, I won't be considered an order."

Bai Zhou: "..."

Zhou Qian sat up suddenly, stared into Bai Zhou's eyes and asked, "Actually, the classmate next door likes you. I heard that she is writing a love letter to you. Hey, when the time comes, do you want to accept that love letter?"

·

After taking a shower and turning off the shower, Zhou Qian's thoughts floating in his memory were also put back.

Then he frowned seriously, feeling that he was so naive in junior high school that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

When he dried his hair and lay down on the bed to rest, Zhou Qian had already put all his attention back on this dungeon.

He entered the trading hall first.

There are several different partitions in the trading floor of the system.

In the first type of partition, the sellers are all systems, which is equivalent to a system store, which sells daily necessities such as food, water, and paper towels, as well as common props such as daggers and scissors.

In any case, in Zhou Qian's view, food is not provided in the dungeon, but players need to spend money to buy it from the trading area, which is purely a systemic behavior.

The second type of partition in the lobby of the trading house, the seller is the player.

Players can sell unnecessary things or props they make and collect on the trading house to make money.

When things like the rare blood-returning medicine were put out, they would be snatched up almost every time.

There is also a third type of partition in the lobby of the trading house.This subdivision belongs to the buyer's wanting area.

When players want to buy something but can’t find it, they can post a “buying” item here, put forward the purchase demand, and quote a suitable price; if the seller is willing to buy, the two can chat privately and enter the system under the supervision of the seller. stage of the transaction.

Opening the trading bank, Zhou Qian first went to the system store area to buy water and food.

After barely eating what he thought was a very good food, he went to the diverse second division to see if he could buy something good by chance.

When the player recuperates in an absolutely safe environment, blood and mana will slowly recover.

But this recovery is very slow.

Zhou Qian's blood volume is full now, but it is estimated that by tomorrow, his mana will only be able to return to half of the level.

According to common sense, the main line of the dungeon will become more and more difficult, and it will be inevitable to fight monsters at that time.He is only half blue, I am afraid it is not enough.The blue medicine is hard to come by, so at least he can see if he can buy some useful props in advance.

After buying food and choosing props, Zhou Qian went to the third division.

Although he knew that the chances were very small, he still listed the things he wanted to buy, including the blue potion.

Zhou Qian chose a very resounding title for his purchase project - "Buy with a lot of money, bid with sincerity..."

After 3 minutes, he saw some messages under the project.

[Ouch, I'm going, it almost looks like asking for a child with a lot of money]

[same upstairs]

【+10086】

【You are wrong, I am wrong, we are all wrong】

Zhou Qian: "..."

He directly slammed back: [Don't come in and leave a message if you don't sell things]

Then Zhou Qian fell asleep.

He didn't sleep particularly well, though.

After about two hours, he woke up.

There was an unread message in the system. Zhou Qian opened it to take a look, and found that someone actually responded to his purchase request.

The man sent a transaction application through the trading house.

[Trading item: "I can continue to fight"; medicine; S+ level; recovery skill value 400 points; quantity: 2]

[Bid: 3 gold coins]

【Bidder: "137"】

[Trading item: "I'm full of strength again"; medicine; S-level; recover 200 points of blood; quantity: 4]

[Bid: 3 gold coins]

【Bidder: "137"】

Got it.The previous [Hidden Knife] at least had a code name.

The person's name column only shows a string of numbers.

what happened?Could it be that his code name is "137"?

What kind of weird code name is this?

Opening the trading interface, Zhou Qian directly sent a message and asked, "Who are you?"

After a while, a line of text came over there: "I am a friend of Yin Dao. I heard that he recently accepted you as an apprentice. I happened to see your request for purchase when I was visiting the trading floor, so I sent you the medicine you need. "

Hidden knife friend?

But didn't Yindao say that he accepted me as a disciple because he was entrusted by others?

Does this "person" refer to the "137" in front of you?

Zhou Qian narrowed his eyes and typed a reply: "I didn't agree to be his apprentice."

There was silence for a while, and asked: "Then what kind of master do you want to worship?"

Before Zhou Qian could reply, he quickly added another sentence: "Actually, binding master and apprentice is just for convenience. Sending messages through the master and apprentice system, handing over props, etc., is much more convenient than going through the trading bank. In the future, some special In the dungeon, the system will impose many restrictions on the normal chat and trading functions, but the mentoring system is not included in this list."

Zhou Qian ignored his question. The corner of his lips curled up, and he just asked deliberately: "How are you doing? Who is better than Yindao?"

Before returning there, Zhou Qian snapped back with several sharp questions.

"Are you considering taking me as an apprentice?"

"Do you think Yin Dao is more suitable to be my master, why?"

"Oh, is it because, you think he is better than you?"

"So it looks like you can't?"

Zhou Qian felt that he was very comfortable.

Who let this "137" and that Yindao play tricks together.

While taking advantage of these questions, Zhou Qian did not forget to quickly agree to the transaction application, so as not to withdraw his anger from the transaction.

Then, while drinking a bottle of juice, he waited slowly for "137"'s reply.

Unexpectedly, after a long time, "137" did not send any more messages.

While Zhou Qian felt a little strange, he initiated a transaction application there.

At this time, the system sent a very strange reminder to Zhou Qian.

[The other party is offline, the transaction cannot be initiated]

"Offline"?

Zhou Qian saw this statement for the first time.

This is so strange.Because he has never seen anyone "offline".

I don’t need to mention it when playing a copy of the game, the player must be “online”.

But when they exit the game and return to reality, they are still "online", because they can still chat through the system, trade props, form teams to participate in dungeon matching, and so on.

That is to say, Zhou Qian always thought that players are always "online", the difference is whether they enter the instance or not.

Except for death, Zhou Qian still doesn't know which way to make the player "offline".

"137" was offline and never appeared again.

Zhou Qian waited for a while but fell asleep again.

Zhou Qian slept until almost 12 o'clock in the evening.

He was awakened by a noise.

That sound was very unpleasant, like fingernails scratching the blackboard, Zhou Qian immediately frowned.

When he got up, he saw that it was the little dragon he had transformed with scales, scratching the door with its claws, as if it wanted to go out.

Three scales can transform into three little dragons that completely obey their own words.This is the description given by the system.

But why does this little dragon seem to have a consciousness of its own now?

Walking up to it, Zhou Qian knelt down and patted its cute little head. "Where are you going?"

"Ah, ah, ah..." Xiaolong tilted his head and smiled at Zhou Qian, then pointed out the door.

It can't speak, but it does have a place it wants to go.

Zhou Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, didn't say much, but stood up, and opened the door a little.

After that, he quietly followed Xiaolong, and found that it was going to Room 701.

Xiaolong tilted his head and stared at door 701, his eyes seemed a little dazed.

It tentatively pushed the door, and when it found it couldn't be opened, its eyes became a little more anxious.

In a hurry, it raised its two paws, as if it was about to scratch the door again.

Borrowing the light in the corridor, Zhou Qian glanced inside the door through the window.

Jiang Yuqing was already asleep.He was lying quietly on the bed, sleeping in a very peaceful posture. For the time being, it seemed that there was no incident of mania and subsequent damage to the photo.

Zhou Qian thought for a while, then knelt down and patted Xiaolong's head, trying to appease him and calm him down.

As expected, Xiaolong quickly calmed down, looking at Zhou Qian's eyes that were watery, looking very cute.

"Don't disturb others to sleep, okay?" Zhou Qian whispered to it.

Xiaolong stared at Zhou Qian curiously and incomprehensibly at first, but he was very obedient, blinked his eyes ignorantly, and then quieted down. She hugged Zhou Qian's arm obediently, and then hid in his arms meekly.

Zhou Qian patted it on the head again, thinking that it would disappear tomorrow afternoon, he still felt a little bit reluctant.

After all, to him, animals are much cuter than humans.

Although the little dragon is fake, it is not alive at all.

Zhou Qian asked it again: "Do you want to stay here?"

Xiaolong nodded again.

Zhou Qian said quickly: "Okay. Then you stay here and help me guard. Don't let the people inside destroy any furniture clues. Once he has any changes, you can go back to my room and call me."

Xiaolong smiled, nodded obediently, jumped out of Zhou Qian's arms, walked to the door of room 701, and sat down on his buttocks, forming a serious posture of squatting.

Zhou Qian waved his hand at it, turned around and walked to his room.

At this moment, he heard footsteps.

Looking sideways, Zhou Qian saw Situ Qing walking towards the end of the corridor.

Under the cooler light, Situ Qing's hair and eyes became darker and darker, exuding a taste of icy muscles and bones. At the same time, her lips were painted very red, which was quite glamorous.

It seems that she has recovered a lot, and her state is far from the distraught state not long ago.

But probably she never expected to meet Zhou Qian here, the moment she met Zhou Qian's gaze, she frowned.

In the corridor, Zhou Qian's slender body cast a slender and long black shadow, and the outline of his face appeared clean and neat under the light and shadow.

There was a little sarcasm in the dark and emotionless eyes, Zhou Qian asked: "Your gambler asked you to come. He wanted to see Jiang Yuqing's state at night and whether he would destroy that photo ?”

Situ Qing avoided Zhou Qian's gaze, her face turned pale.

Then she continued to walk, all the way to the door of room 701, turned around to look at Jiang Yuqing in the room, leaving Zhou Qian with a thin, but very straight back.

Looking at her back, Zhou Qian said, "I told you two sharp words the last two times, which didn't sound good, but made sense.

"The first sentence, he is afraid that you will be too strong and out of his control. The second sentence, he is willing to control you because you are useful to him. Now let me tell you the third sentence. Hey, don't rush away , not after the first two sentences. This sentence is much nicer."

Seeing Situ Qing's back turning to leave, Zhou Qian suddenly paused, and said with a smile: "You have a strong output talent, but you don't have the wisdom to play this kind of game, so you can only rely on his prompts and orders.

"But thinking about it the other way around, it seems that you are living by him, but in fact he probably can't lose you. Otherwise, why would he bother to control you in this way?

"This is the third sentence I want to tell you. Since he still needs to control you now, it means that you are still useful to him. Then, you should hurry up and escape while you are still useful to him. I can help you .”

After hearing this, Situ Qing was silent for a long time, and finally turned around to meet Zhou Qian's gaze.

"As I said earlier, you were dead wrong. You misunderstood our relationship."

"Really? What's your relationship?" Zhou Qian asked.

Situ Qing said: "A relationship of mutual love. We love each other. There is no control or use between us as you said."

"Oh, you love him, so you're willing to be imprisoned by him?" Zhou Qian narrowed his eyes, and his words seemed meaningful, "I've said it before, a bird in a cage usually doesn't end well."

Situ Qing's clear eyes showed a momentary hesitation.

But she looked at Zhou Qian quickly and indifferently: "I love him, this is more important than anything else."

She really loves him.

Or, did she tell him on purpose because she knew he could see this scene?

But no matter what, the conversation between Zhou Qian and Situ Qing itself has been able to deepen the rift between them.

Zhou Qian smiled maliciously.

Then he heard Situ Qing's tone becoming a little anxious: "Actually, you don't understand anything. Talking about a caged bird...too self-righteous. You are actually very young. How much experience do you think you have?"

Hearing this, Zhou Qian immediately exposed his scars indifferently.

He suddenly said: "Actually, my mother is an amateur singer. She sings very well. The best song she sang, do you know what it is called? It's called "Prisoner Bird"."

Situ Qing frowned upon hearing this.

Zhou Qian said to himself: "For her, I probably feel sorry for her misfortune, but I can't argue with her anger. She dare not disobey my father at all, even if he wants to hurt me and put me on the gambling table as a bargaining chip."

"Really?" Situ Qing asked him, "Then what happened later? What happened to her later?"

Zhou Qian took a step forward, fixed his dark pupils on Situ Qing's eyes, and said softly, "Later she died. She was killed by my father."

Situ Qing subconsciously took half a step back.

It's as if Zhou Qian is some kind of evil thing, if she gets any closer, she will be bewitched by him.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. This time, it took a long time before she looked at Zhou Qian again.

Situ Qing said with a hoarse voice: "I know your purpose. He can hear our conversation. So you deliberately said all this to drive us apart and make us distrust each other, so that... you may be able to It's easy to find our flaws.

"Zhou Qian, an enemy like you is indeed terrifying.

"It is said that family ugliness should not be publicized, and generally speaking, no one would casually reveal such secret and terrifying past events.

"But in order to destroy my psychological defenses and destroy my relationship with him... You can even tell your enemies about this kind of thing. To be honest, I really admire you. But you have to Know--"

At this moment, the time was exactly twelve o'clock at midnight.

Zhou Qian found out that Situ Qing froze in the middle of her speech.

At the same time, she looked at her with a startled expression, as if what he was looking at was not herself, but something unbelievable.

The next moment, He Xiaowei's exclamation suddenly came from the corridor.

"Damn it! My face! My face is not right! Brother Zhou Qian—ah, you and Situ Qing are here! Oh shit, your face is too...I'll call Yun Xiangrong——!"

3 minute later.

Four players appeared together in front of the large mirror in the public washroom on the 7th floor to look in the mirror.

The faces of three of them have undergone obvious changes, and they no longer look like themselves.

Zhou Qian, He Xiaowei, Yun Xiangrong, their eyes, noses, and mouths have all undergone obvious changes, and they can vaguely see the original shadows, but they are clearly very different from before.

[Player Zhou Qian, conversion rate 40%]

[Player He Xiaowei, conversion rate 40%]

[Player Yun Xiangrong, conversion rate 40%]

These three people not only changed their facial features, but also received such reminders at the same time.

From the beginning to the end, only Situ Qing remained without changing her facial features, nor did she receive any reminders.

In the middle of the night, the air was cold.

Even the cold-toned lights showed a kind of weirdness.

He Xiaowei couldn't bear to look directly at himself in the mirror, and then broke out in a cold sweat