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The two returned to the hall one after the other, and sure enough, someone had already discovered the problem that the order would be assimilated by ghosts.

For they had found a ghost hiding among them.

The "ghost" who was found and taken away had a sad face, with an expression of lovelessness.

Ming Guming took a look around, and found that this ghost should also be assimilated by Mr. Dazai.

In other words, at the beginning of the game, there is only one ghost in total.

It's hard not to suspect that the ghost was the bait that was thrown out, because after a ghost was caught and eliminated, the guy in glasses and the hot girl who had been close to that person before were all excluded by everyone, and the atmosphere changed from a relaxed one. The atmosphere of the game became tense.

Ming Guming glanced at Dazai Osamu's back, and felt that he had realized it.

He knew what he should do as the ghost king's tool man.By the way, Ghost King is his temporary code name for Mr. Dazai.

He quickened his pace, and he nodded to Mr. Dazai when he passed Mr. Dazai. Squeeze out, separate from us and be assimilated by ghosts, that is to add two more enemies to all of us."

The current situation is equivalent to the werewolf killing, two foolish people followed the wolf to the end and the wolf blew itself up. These two people are about to be kicked out by the good guys. As a wolf, Kamiya Mingichi is of course sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight , Look at the good people fighting each other, he is now up to grab these two villagers, and other good people's perception of him will drop sharply.

But this is not a real werewolf killer. His goal is to assimilate everyone. To be more specific, everyone only believes in themselves and doubts all other people around them, thus isolating themselves.

So you can't send the two fools out of the game so quickly, let them continue to come back to confuse the water, and enhancing everyone's sense of distrust is the condition for winning the final victory.

In the final analysis, whoever has nothing to do with two foolish people, of course, wants to be a swordsman.

Hearing his words, Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes, showing no emotion.

Kamiya Ming looked at Mori Ogai standing on the edge. This person is not easy to deal with. Only ghosts can act is a completely unfavorable situation for others. For the balance of the game, there must be existences that can test the identity of ghosts. Maybe this "prophet" is Mori Ogai.

Let the king contain those who may become prophets, and leave the rest to him.

He found a familiar feeling and became a little excited.

"But what if there are ghosts among them!"

Because of the mummy before, everyone more or less felt that this was not an ordinary game.

"Isn't that just right? As long as we don't separate, even if a ghost stands in front of us, we will be stronger." The hoarse, mechanical voice was very stable, somewhat soothing.

"You can't give up the form that is beneficial to you just because you are afraid. Facing fear is the way to fight fear."

"Facing fear is the way to fight fear..." the male high school student hiding in the corner murmured and repeated, his eyes gradually brightened.

"That's right!"

Scattered voices sounded.

Words that would only be sneered at on weekdays are especially inspiring at this time.

Kamiya Naruichi, who was about to continue with the rhythm, retracted the next words.

Thanks to this high school student, people are easily influenced by the group, and a word in the group can easily become a commonly recognized unspoken rule.

After finishing his work, Mingyi Kamiya found that Mr. Dazai had been looking at him, the face under the mask slowly smiled, and only after he finished smiling did he remember that he was still wearing a mask.

"I seem to really know him, but when have I seen such a person?" Atsushi Nakajima stared at the man in costume.

The logo is so obvious, if you have seen it, you should not forget it.

Because they don't know how long it will take to end, and it is impossible for everyone to gather in the lobby and do nothing all the time. The condition for them to win the game is to find out the ghosts hidden in the crowd, or investigate the ghosts before everyone is assimilated by ghosts. What happened in the house.

So exploring around, as well as the distribution of food and water during this time, etc., must be considered.

Kamiya Mingichi took the initiative to undertake these tasks, and formed three groups of four for all twelve people. Except for his group, which was responsible for finding food, the others went to search in the bungalow by themselves, and went to the lobby every half an hour. rendezvous once.

Everyone seemed to trust him and had no objection to his decision.

He also deliberately put Mr. Dazai and Mori Ogai into a group, hoping that he could understand his thoughts.

I set off to the kitchen with three other people I didn't know.

Shen Guming looked at the backs of the three people, stopped the office worker who was walking at the end, and said to him: "We have to test the identities of the others."

He looked at the two people at the front meaningfully, "I have observed it, and you are the most trustworthy."

The office worker's eyes are black and blue, and he looks very tired.

"What are we going to do?"

"Ghosts can only trust ghosts. Of course, they have to pretend to be ghosts in order to tell the truth."

......

After several groups set off one after another, Mori Ogai got lost and became separated from the rest of his team.

That being said, he actually left the team on purpose.

"It's all because of Alice's willful refusal to go with Dazai-kun. I'm for Alice."

"Alice hates Dazai!" Alice, who had stopped talking since Dazai appeared, finally became more active.

There's no way, isn't it natural that supernatural powers would hate elimination-type supernatural powers?

The bungalow is full of rotten traces left by years of disrepair, and the silver-white moonlight shines in through the glass windows of the corridor, adding a bit of a gloomy flavor. In such an environment, Mori Ogai looks like a fish in water, not half uneasy.

He checked the windows and the door and found that they were all sealed, making it almost impossible to open from the inside.

"Rintaro, these windows don't look like they're locked."

More like the action of some supernatural force.

...Is there really a ghost in this mansion?

Holding such doubts, Mori Ogai raised his head and found a door opened in the depths of the corridor. Alice held his hand: "Let's go and have a look!"

Mori Ogai looked at the little hand that was holding him, and doubts emerged in his heart.

Just now, is there a door there?

The room at the end of the corridor is relatively well preserved. There is a long table in the middle and bookshelves all around. This is a study.

Letting go of Mori Ogai's hand, Alice ran to the edge of the bookshelf and was tiptoeing to reach the top book.

Mori Ogai walked over to help her take down the book, the bookshelf shook slightly, and the sculpture on the top floor fell over.

If he hadn't evaded in time, Mori Ogai would have fallen here.

Alice was looking in horror at the sculpture smashed into countless pieces on the ground.

"I'm fine." After a pause, Mori Ogai added, "It would be even better if I could get Alice's kiss~"

Alice looked at him speechlessly, is it really interesting to kiss herself?

Mori Ogai seemed to be doing well, so they took this incident as an episode and continued searching the room.

The only sound in the quiet room was the scattered sound of papers being flipped through.

When Mori Owai was looking for a drawer, he felt his elbow hit something, his body suddenly lost his balance and fell to one side, he glanced at the vertical and sharp sculpture fragment stuck in the seam of the carpet, Mori Ogai's face turned pale , rolled to the side with all his strength before his neck was penetrated.

After rolling twice and lying flat on the ground, he grabbed the hand holding the sculpture fragment and swung it down.

A white and delicate wrist like porcelain hangs in front of her eyes, and the familiar Alice's face above her head grins an exaggerated and weird smile.

She is not Alice.

when?He didn't feel anything at all, is it a lie?

......

.........

No, if he really didn't feel anything at all, he wouldn't have expected that he would be attacked, so he avoided it in advance, and he had a premonition to some extent.

It seemed that something confused his cognition.

Sensing the crisis, Mori Ogai waved his hand away and rolled to one side, the clock on the table fell down, which happened to be where his head was.

As soon as Mori Ogai raised his head, the figure had already rushed out.His dark purple pupils sank, he got up and chased after him.

As if hanging him, that figure ran in front of him not too far away, and whenever he was about to lose him, that figure would always appear not far away at the right time.

At a corner, there was a long corridor in front of Sen Ou, and he found that the figure who had been hanging him had disappeared.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Rintaro? Were we at the festival just now? Where is this?"

Mori Ogai turned around suddenly, and the golden figure stood in front of him. He had been attacked before, and he subconsciously took a defensive posture. Although it was not obvious, it was easy to see his humanoid ability at a glance. So he was wronged and couldn't believe it and asked: "What's wrong?"

Mori Ogai was silent for a few seconds, smiled, and walked over: "I'm sorry, Alice, I reacted too much."

In the next second, a silver light appeared, and the thin blade cut through the little girl's neck, causing blood to splatter.

Alice's expression was blank for a moment, her head was tilted to one side, her blue eyes were pointed directly at Mori Ogai, her lips opened and closed, but she complained: "What's wrong?"

The cut throat healed quickly, and within a second, Alice had returned to her previous appearance, even the blood that had just splashed out disappeared.

Obviously, it was Alice who was cooperating with Mori Ogai.

Mori Ogai put away the knife, and changed back to the previous decadent uncle, holding Alice and crying pretendingly: "I miss you so much, Alice."

Alice, who was lying on his shoulder, tilted her head and smiled, "I miss you too."

Mori Ogai suddenly opened his eyes.

......

Half an hour passed, and several teams returned to the hall one after another.

The candlelight flickered, the tree shadows swayed, and everyone sat together in silence.

Obviously, everyone has become much quieter.

A few people came back alone, but now, almost no one cares about these people, they are all thinking about their own affairs.

When Mori Ogai appeared at the door, everyone gave him an extra look.

This unremarkable man before had a chilling smile on his face, and he was still holding the blond girl, a character who shouldn't be here.

"Mr. Mori?" Osamu Dazai also came back alone.

"Ah, it's Dazai-kun."

Both of them sat back calmly.

Kamiya Mingichi is the last one, no matter how you look at it, he is the most suspicious one, but no one pays attention to him.

Among the twelve people sitting together, he was probably the most relaxed.

Because he knows the inner thoughts of everyone sitting here at this moment.

After all, he was the one who sowed discord.