God does not love the world [unlimited]

The roommate who slept on the goose egg face bun was named Wu Qianchuan, and he had been lying on the bed for half an hour now.

This is the second day after entering the game. He usually sleeps like a dead man. He can almost wake up until dawn when he closes his eyes.

There was a slight "creak" sound when the iron frame bed on the lower bunk was shaken, and the bed board under the body was skewed from side to side when people turned over.

Wu Qianchuan was sleeping drowsily, held back, but couldn't hold back, and threw the pillow down: "Be quiet!"

He fell back into sleep, vaguely hearing the noise of fabric rubbing, followed by the slight tremor of shoes trampling on the ground.

"Whoa-"

The window frame rubbed against the cracks, the night wind blew in, and the shadows of the trees danced under the moonlight.

And there was no one in front of the window.

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In the early morning of the next day, the biggest heated discussion in recent years erupted in Huajun Middle School.

A man fell on the ground more than ten meters outside the gate of the dormitory building. His head was cracked, his limbs were twisted, his pupils were open, and the blood at the end of his eyes slid down like tears.

Do not look down.

At this moment, shortly after the wake-up bell rings, the most people come and go at the door of the dormitory building.As soon as the early risers came out of the gate, they could see such an obstacle across the road at a glance, and when they walked in, they were almost scared to lie down by the bloody scene in front of them.

It didn't need to be spread at all, the news that someone in the school fell to his death boiled like water among the students.When the dormitory teacher found something abnormal and rushed out to check, the matter had already spread its wings and flew over half of the campus. As for the remaining half, they also listened to the various variants while everyone was discussing.

The police came very quickly, and the scene was surrounded by a bright yellow cordon from downstairs to upstairs.

The students were in a state of panic, and the teacher didn't have the heart to study hard, but he couldn't let the students go out and talk nonsense before the matter was found out, so he could only temporarily change all the courses to self-study.

After Shi Yu heard the news, the version of the news had been changed several times, but fortunately the main core was not lost: "The one who died was a player in the dormitory opposite, named Liu Yipei."

Shang Xia didn't know what to say to impress the deskmate who had borrowed homework from Shi Yu, and changed to Shi Yu's side before another self-study class started, and wrote on the draft paper: "The first group of people who discovered There, it is said that there is Cenbexi."

Cen Biexi is usually a representative of the small group of people in the school who get up earlier than chickens. This can be seen from Lin Chenghuan, a teacher who woke up the day before and found that he was no longer in bed.

As usual, I got up early and went downstairs. A few meters away from the door of the dormitory building, many people had gathered around the player who fell to his death, terrified, collapsed, and trembling.

They are all students in high school, and their psychological quality is not strong.

Cen Biexi was the calmest one, his expression didn't change much, he went back into the building and informed the teacher, reminded to call an ambulance and call the police, and he was still in the process of being called by the police to take notes.

Shang Xia briefly explained the summary of the previous situation, and wrote in a new line: "There is another person who died in the dormitory opposite, the one who violated the precept yesterday and ran to find Lin Zhi."

The tip of the pen paused before Shang Xia continued to write: "I went to their dormitory this morning to see, and the dead body of that person is the same as the corpse I saw yesterday."

They all had bruises around their necks, and they were suspected of being strangled to death.

There is nothing incomprehensible about this at first: Since the oval face stopped Lin Zhi outside the cafeteria yesterday, it is equivalent to breaking the big precept of getting close to Lin Zhi. Evidence for this death rule.

However, the key question is - after they figured out the constraints of the ghost killing yesterday, they told the oval face the rules.

It was Lin Chenghuan who advocated doing this.

Now that you know in advance that you are being targeted by ghosts, and know that the key to avoiding danger is to restrain the light source of the shadow, let’s not talk about whether the oval face will completely trust them as competitors, at least necessary to maintain vigilance and preparation: There are table lamps in the canteen next to the school cafeteria, each of which costs more than a dozen yuan. For the price of a meal, you can buy an amulet that may kill you at a critical moment.

And this morning, there was indeed such a desk lamp next to his corpse, which showed that he had prepared in advance.

But the oval face was still dead.

The state of death was exactly the same as that of the roommate who slept on the opposite bed the day before.

Is it because the ghost attacked too quickly and he didn't have time to turn on the light?

Is it because he can't trust them as competitors, so he didn't use them until his death?

Or are there other reasons?

Shang Xia's senses for the oval face are only greed and arrogance. He is not interested in analyzing what kind of mental journey he has had. He picked the key points and wrote down what he observed: "Master, do you think the deaths of the two of them are related?"

There is no guarding teacher in the classroom, the sound of paper turning and the sound of brush brushing are continuous, occasionally mixed with a few low-key conversations, and the study style of key middle schools is peaceful.

In front of Shi Yu was a thick hardcover book that he found somewhere, and a draft paper full of characters was pushed in front of him.

He finished reading the content on the paper, and before he could move, a pen was stuffed in his hand.

Shi Yu glanced sideways at Shang Xia, lowered his head and wrote: "It's possible."

Shang Xia leaned over to look, and took back the pen he just handed over to write: "Is the person who fell to his death related to Su Lingque?"

Shi Yu glanced at him again, nodded directly: "Maybe."

Shang Xia was about to continue to ask something, but the bell for the end of get out of class rang at this moment.

I don't know who was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. Afterwards, everyone paralyzed as if they were relieved from tension, and then started talking wildly.

During the conversation, I didn't know how many rounds changed, and I couldn't help talking about Cenbesi who went to see the police and has not returned yet.Suddenly a girl raised her voice: "Lin Zhi, do you know what's going on?"

After the voice fell, the whole classroom seemed to be muted by someone, and everyone stopped talking at the same time, and turned their attention to Lin Zhi overtly and secretly.

Rolling names and surnames, even pretending not to hear them.

Lin Zhi still looked at the textbook: "I don't know."

The girl looked like she didn't believe it: "You and Cen Besi have such a good relationship, what the hell did he see the police say that this morning, didn't he tell you?"

Lin Zhi's hand holding the pen paused, but he still didn't look up: "No, I'm not familiar with him either."

The girl refused to let go: "Two days ago you fell while running, didn't he carry you to the infirmary? You still say you don't know each other well?"

"If you say you are not familiar, you are not familiar. Do you have a problem with your ears? Do you want me to explain it again?!" Suddenly and violently, Lin Zhi suddenly picked up the dictionary on the corner of the table and smashed it hard. The Venerable Master's head made a heavy muffled sound.

The girl was staggered by the powerful force, hit the desk with her back, and knocked down a large piece of textbooks.

There was a moment of silence, followed by chaos, those who exclaimed, those who expressed condolences, and those who were affected and rushed to tidy up the paper, pens, tables and chairs that they innocently dropped on the floor.

But most of them just sat in their seats and watched with cold eyes.

Shang Xia tilted her head and laughed: "The woman who was smashed is also a player."

Yi Shengsheng at the front table turned around in a daze and asked, "How did you see that?"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was fooled by myself: the old players all wore the bracelets of God's Domain, and their appearances were all adults who were different from the young and childish middle school students. Of course, they could tell whether they were players at a glance, otherwise she would not have looked for them before. Shi Yu tries to form a team.

Shang Xia didn't pay attention to her embarrassment: "It's not that players don't need to deliberately stimulate Lin Zhi at this time."

Lin Zhi had been silent for too long, and it was rare for him to erupt once. After all, it frightened some people.After Yi Shengsheng took the smashed girl's roommate to the infirmary, no one dared to look at her openly.

When something went wrong, Shang Xia had already forgotten what he wanted to say before, but Lin Chenghuan took the initiative to find it, and the first sentence continued the interrupted topic: "I found out about Su Lingque."

"The student of Huajun Middle School fell to his death. The investigation results show that criminal cases are temporarily excluded."

Lin Chenghuan poked a few times on the phone, called up the screenshot of the news, and turned the screen to the two of them: "The student who had the accident is named Su Lingque."

Shang Xia stared at his mobile phone, wondering which was more pleasantly surprised or surprised: "Why do you have a mobile phone?"

Obviously, they should have been isolated the moment they entered the God's Domain.

Lin Chenghuan's tone was more surprised than him: "Isn't it common enough for high school students to secretly carry mobile phones these days?"

"..."

To be honest, Shang Xia hadn't thought about this method. He did try to find Schrödinger's prohibited items in the dormitory last night when he went back, but unfortunately he found nothing in the end.

They haven't exchanged real information, and naturally they don't know that Lin Chenghuan, a teacher, has found more private mobile phones than he has participated in games. Besides, the other party obviously has no intention of explaining: "The report was three years ago, and there are other content?"

"Su Lingque is a local. He entered Huajun Middle School in his first year of high school. His grades were quite average, but his popularity seemed to be good, his family background was good, and he had a lot of friends among his classmates. One year after entering the school, he jumped to his death at the end of the first year of high school. , was only 15 years old when he died." Lin Chenghuan took back his phone and swiped, "The content of other messages is similar, and there is no reference value."

When he saw one of the screenshots, he stopped and let go of his hand: "This is her picture, she is a pretty girl."

Shang Xia looked down, his expression slightly paused.

Su Lingque's face was almost similar to Lin Zhi's.

"It looks like Lin Zhi." Lin Chenghuan turned off the phone, put it in his sleeve with the monitor on his back, and lowered his voice when he bent over, "I was shocked when I first saw it, and I thought she was dead and resurrected But I haven't found out what relationship she has with Cenbexi yet."

Shang Xia: "I probably know this."

Lin Chenghuan was taken aback.

The news that can be found on the mobile phone could have been monopolized, even so that no one knew that he had monopolized it.Since the other party kept their promise and shared it, Shang Xia simply took out a blank piece of paper from his pocket.

It was the file form that was sent from the head teacher's desk when I asked questions in the office.

"Cen Biexi dropped out of school for some reason three years ago, and now he is returning to school." Shang Xia said, "Three years back, Cen Biexi is just 15 years old, the same age as Su Lingque."

"They are not friends from outside school, nor are they childhood sweethearts. They are just classmates."

"It's in this school, in this teaching building, in this classroom."

"But one fell to his death, and the other was suspended from school for three years."

Lin Chenghuan thought for a while, and asked the same question as Shang Xia: "Then the player who fell to his death found this morning has something to do with Su Lingque?"

Shang Xia didn't answer, but just looked at Shi Yu beside him.

There was a lot of noise around, Shi Yu flipped through the book in front of her, and found the corresponding page number from the table of contents: "Maybe."

Shang Xia listened to these words: "Then what are the other possibilities?"

Shi Yu: "This game has two tasks."

Lin Chenghuan opened his eyes slightly, and quickly called up the system message he received at the beginning of the game:

[Please find out the ghosts hidden among you/Hide your own ghost identity]

"I was thinking before, if it was really the same ghost who killed the person, why did he suddenly change the method of killing, and why did he fall from a building, which at first glance looks like an accidental death method."

Shi Yu turned a page of the book: "Strangling a person, especially a well-developed adult man is very difficult, because they will resist, but since it is confirmed that the killer is a ghost, it is easy to understand when they are dead. But Falling from a building is different, for a ghost, the difficulty of pushing a person down the stairs and strangling a person to death should not be much different, and the difficulty of these two methods should be very different when it comes to people."

"I'm more inclined to attack the person hiding among the players."