Human dimension reduction

Qiao Zhou figured out all the crime scenes from the first floor to the fourth floor, and the only thing waiting to be resolved in front of him was the scene of Hua Ping An on the sixth floor. He stepped into 602 one step.

"Aren't you going to quit? The game field didn't specify to get all the truth of the case." Qiao Zhou reminded casually.

He didn't believe that Hua Ping'an stayed in 601 all night without going out, and Hua Ping'an also readily admitted that there is no need to be stubborn about this kind of thing that everyone knows: "Didn't you also quit? "

The elevator from the sixth floor to the first floor is indeed a rare and good tool. The moment the night fell, he realized that the room was not safe, and he went to the first floor through the elevator immediately, just in time to miss his victim He came to the door to seek revenge, and secretly made a time difference with everyone to search the crime scene - except 502.

The two stood in the dimly lit corridor, looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly laughed at the same time: "This playground is quite interesting, isn't it?"

"It's quite innovative, the difficulty is not high, but there are more traps..."

The two seem to have become good friends who have known each other for many years in the blink of an eye. They are connected with each other and wish they could not be sworn brothers in place. There is a smile on the face that is so warm and sincere that it can be printed on a poster, but there is a thump in the heart—mainly the thump It's Hua Pingan, Qiao Zhou doesn't have such advanced emotional feedback yet.

Surviving in the game field is not an easy task. The higher the degree of game completion, the better the rewards given by the game field. The mall is sold at sky-high prices. Which one is not suitable for good things, Hua Pingan has no obsession with victory, but he wants to get props, which are life-saving weapons in the difficult game field in the future.

Just like the last game with Chen Yin, he didn't want to help the world and save people out of kindness, it's just that if all the members survived, it would increase the completion of the game, so he gave Chen Yin such an illusion.

And this game...

Hua Pingan smiled wryly in his heart. He seemed to have met a terrific and experienced player. He had to search for 502 if he wanted to achieve full completion. Find your own field.

Or give up now?

Hua Pingan, who has always been able to go up, can go up and withdraw when he can't, began to hesitate whether to leave, but when he thought that the props he got last time were not very useful, he had already sold them, and now he didn't have any props on him. The game will be a slaughter-oriented escape game...

No, I have to get a prop this time.

Hua Ping'an set his goal in a hurry, but Zhang Dinghai had no intention of leaving at all, so why did he have to leave?It seems that he is too bad...

Hua Ping'an murmured a few words in his heart, it's better to be a smiling brother, and Qiao Zhou showed the same smile in coordination, but the steps of the two of them walking upstairs were a bit too slow.

In front of door 502, the two stopped at the same time, and Qiao Zhou pointed to the door: "I'm going back first?"

Hua Ping'an looked at the door with no change in his expression: "Okay, I'll go back too, I'm afraid the trick of hiding from the opposite door tonight won't work, so be careful yourself."

Qiao Zhou nodded: "Be careful too, there are only two of us left in this game, you can come to me for help when necessary, ah, of course, I hope I can find someone when I ask you for help."

The smile on Hua Ping'an's face couldn't hold back anymore. He thought of the situation when this person brought the female ghost to ask him for "help".

"sure."

Hua Ping'an walked up the stairs while talking, Qiao Zhou waved behind his back, his tone was so gentle that he said, "See you tomorrow."

The two doors closed one after another, and Qiao Zhou, who returned to 602, sat on the sofa, looking at the messy wall he had painted, with his hands crossed to support his chin, at his feet, it was the same as it was a few hours ago The corpse belonging to Zhang Dinghe.

He was lying there in the same posture as before, his cloudy eyes were full of malicious light, Qiao Zhou's hard work on the scene of the crime disappeared, and all the preparations he made were useless. As if Zhang Dinghe had never left here from the beginning to the end, even Qiao Zhou's state of mind was a little turbulent.

The graffiti covering the bloodstains on the wall is still there, but the corpse is back, so this game also has a partial reset function. When the day comes, the victim’s corpse will return to the scene of the crime, and the player will have to deal with the corpse again. This cycle goes on and on, and it would be strange if people were not tortured and collapsed.

What's even more disgusting is that the corpses disposed of during the day will crawl back to claim their lives at night, all of which are rushing to kill the players.

Qiao Zhou sighed slightly.

This black hole swallowed many people. Obviously, he didn't have such good luck to be in the same game field as Qiao Wan. I hope Qiao Wan can fight for himself and don't get out of the game too early, otherwise...he has no way to bring the dead back to life.

Qiao Zhou stood up and kicked Zhang Dinghe casually. He had no sympathy for this "victim" who would immediately reverse his role and hunt him down.

"I didn't want to talk to you, anyway you can't do anything to me here, but your eyes make me very uncomfortable." Qiao Zhou gently turned Zhang Dinghe's head to the other side with his toes, "So you Just don't stay here."

This time, he didn't bother taking off his clothes and wrapping them in plastic wrap. He directly grabbed Zhang Dinghe's collar and dragged him to the window.

It's too public-spirited. After throwing out the garbage, Qiao Zhou thought anxiously. He felt that this playground was poisonous. After he came in, he did a lot of things that violated public order and morals, such as scribbling in other people's homes, entering and leaving other people's houses at will, and throwing objects from high altitudes. ...and so on.

It really made him feel bad.

After hastily getting rid of Zhang Dinghe who was glaring at him, Qiao Zhou didn't even care about the blood on the ground, and continued to sit on the sofa with his chin in his hands, frowning and thinking about how to get into 602.

Just as he would not let Hua Pingan enter 502, Hua Pingan would not allow him to enter 602 easily. This is simply a dead end.

Maybe...he could steal the body of Hua Pingan's victim and lock it in 502 to watch over his house?

As soon as this thought came up, he dismissed it in disappointment. The victim would have to return to the scene of the crime after dark, so it was nothing to steal now.

So what to do...

Four hours passed, the sky darkened as expected, and the night of the game field came. Twelve hours have passed, and there are still twelve hours before the time limit given by the game field.

During the four hours this time, Qiao Zhou and Hua Pingan did not meet each other. They wandered and fled throughout the building, but they both avoided the sensitive fifth and sixth floors with a tacit understanding, and listened to each other when they arrived. The fourth floor tried his best to escape, but he still had a bit of joy in suffering.

The four-hour escape in the dark was over, and what they had to face was the endless indiscriminate attacking ghosts in the residential buildings.

The female ghost dressed as Fan Yue couldn't wait to rush out from the fourth floor, searching the entire building for the two humans who didn't know where they were hiding, but Hua Ping'an and Qiao Zhou, who took time to hide in their respective rooms, didn't give her a chance to take revenge , The four hours of the day were spent in the sharp roar of the female ghost's incompetence and rage. I am afraid that the skill that this female ghost wants to acquire in her dreams at this moment is to pick locks with bare hands.

At this point, there are still about five hours before the end of the game.

Soon he will usher in the next night, and this will be the last night.

Qiao Zhou locked himself in the bedroom, and Zhang Dinghe, who had been chasing him for four hours, appeared in the living room again, but this time he didn't have the time to pay attention to Zhang Dinghe, so he simply let him lie there and show off his might.

The bedside lamp in the bedroom was on, and Qiao Zhou was sitting on the edge of the bed. On the desk in front of him was a... human head.

"I know you can hear me, how about we make a deal?" Qiao Zhou said nicely.

The decapitated ghost never expected that it would fall into the hands of this evil star again. If you want to talk about what happened...it was really an accident that even it itself was confused and inexplicable.

Chen Yin, the murderer who belonged to the beheaded ghost, has died at the hands of the female ghost during the day. The division of labor between the two groups of ghosts is very clear. , it was spent most of the time being fucked by Qiao Zhou, and after hitting the stairs three times, it stayed downstairs and became a dead ghost. In the daytime, it stayed under the bed and couldn't move, and didn't see what the female ghost was doing. The one that was deceived by Qiao Zhou, but just listening to the voice, it already felt sympathetic with the female ghost.

On the second night, the decapitated ghost who had no victims to hunt down sat boredly by the window sill on the fourth floor, listening to the two victims chasing the murderer with his ears up, gloating wildly in his heart, wishing he could grow his wings To help 502's victims catch that damned human... but despite all the brainstorming, it didn't dare to do it.

Anyway, this human being will be caught sooner or later. When he is caught, it will go to see how he was killed, which can be regarded as venting its anger.

But it never expected that it didn't come to catch that hateful human being, but this hateful human came to the door by itself!

It fell from the sky, to be exact.

The peony bed sheet that Qiao Zhou used to wrap the beheaded ghost and the 602 victim successively received Qiao Zhou again.

Qiao Zhou, who accurately jumped into the bed sheet and crawled out clumsily, looked up and saw the stiff headed ghost lying in front of the window sill. The human who escaped with ease even showed a surprised smile, Raise your hand: "Yo!"

Yo? !

Yo you ghost ah yo!

The decapitated ghost, which is already dead and theoretically should not have any physiological reactions, felt that the hairs all over his body were going to stand up unscientifically after seeing Qiao Zhou's smile. It never thought that a dead person could become a ghost. The point itself is not very scientific.

The decapitated ghost made a decisive decision, turned his head and roared loudly to attract the 502 victims, and helped it join in the grand feat of catching human beings, get rid of this human being who troubled the ghosts, and restore a safe and harmonious future to the residential building.

Qiao Zhou from "The Troubled Ghosts" climbed out of the bed sheet, and said lightly, "Guess, it came faster, or was it faster for me to kick your head off?"

The mouth of the decapitated ghost was stiff, and after a while, it closed it in humiliation.

"So nice."

Qiao Zhou praised the decapitated ghost in a tone so gentle that water could be wrung out, and then walked over...

Grabbing the decapitated ghost's hair with one hand, he pulled its head off.

The decapitated ghost who lost his head again: ? ? ? ?

Didn't you say let my head go as long as I don't shout? !

The decapitated ghost expresses his bewilderment and anger with his eyes.

Qiao Zhou looked down at it, and easily deciphered the meaning of its eyes: "I didn't promise you like this, I was just threatening you, if you shout out, I'll kick your head off. And think about it, Because you were obedient and didn't shout, I didn't kick your head, which means I didn't lie to you, right?"

Yes, you didn't kick, but you took my head off for several reasons!The decapitated ghost was about to lose his temper.

"Oh, this," Qiao Zhou hesitated for two seconds this time, and said embarrassedly, "I just think it's a bit weird to come here but not take anything away."

He comforted the decapitated ghost: "You can think of it this way, maybe I'm here to prevent you from yelling after I'm gone?"

This consolation was full of inexplicable sarcasm and was extremely unconcerned. The decapitated ghost who had been beaten viciously by Xinxin rolled up two huge white eyes, expressing his refusal to see this vicious human being again, and when Qiao Zhou mentioned it He stubbornly maintained this posture while running around to show his determination not to see this terrifying face.

So what Qiao Zhou had to face now was such a grimace with two rolled eyes.

To be honest, under the dim light of the bedroom, this man's head looks really scary.

Qiao Zhou held a green onion from the kitchen in his hand, and tapped the man's head with the hard onion tail: "I know you can't talk or move during the day, but it's okay to move your eyes, right?"

The human head didn't react at all, and the two white eyes stubbornly filled the eye sockets.

"Don't want to talk to me... I still have an hour to spend with you. What do you think of the idea of ​​tying you to the railing for baseball practice? It's a pity that the steel pipe is lost, but this onion is still strong. For now It's not impossible to replace the bat, ah, and your body, it's a pity to throw it on the fourth floor. When it gets dark, I'll take it apart and stuff it into the stomachs of other ghosts... Do you think you If you ask them for it, will they cut open their stomachs and return it to you?"

Qiao Zhou sincerely solicited the opinion of the person concerned.

The decapitated ghost... the decapitated ghost rolled its eyes in humiliation, and stared at the human beings who were more terrifying than ghosts in front of them with slack pupils.

How can a human being say such a thing without changing his face?Take the ghost apart and feed it to other ghosts?Is this kind of idea really something a normal person can come up with?Even as a ghost, it couldn't help feeling a chill in its heart.

Seeing its reaction, Qiao Zhou let go of his a little bit of excitement.

It turns out that such threats are really useful. It seems that these ghosts are very concerned about whether they can get the whole body.

The smile on the corner of Qiao Zhou's mouth widened. Seeing that the remaining neck of the smiling decapitated ghost began to feel cold, it vaguely felt that it seemed to have done something wrong.

"Let's make a deal, as long as you help me hold the one in the living room, I won't move your body, but if it catches up to me..."

Qiao Zhou paused meaningfully, and under the terrified sight of the decapitated ghost, he said softly, "Before it kills me, I will put your hand in its mouth, or you will fight with it again." Get your own hands back, or you can start figuring out how to tie your head around your neck right now so you don't walk and roll off."

What a vicious threat!

It is definitely the entire residential building, the most ghostly, but how did things come down to this point?Obviously it was also feared by humans!As soon as those humans saw it, they would scream, howl, and run wildly. It used to find this kind of reaction particularly boring, but now... it only hopes that all humans can give such perfect feedback instead of smiling at it walk over...

And all of this stems from an ordinary steel pipe.

At the moment when the night came, the decapitated ghost thought about these things aimlessly, jumped out of the open bedroom, and bumped into Zhang Dinghe who was getting up from the ground head-on. Bite up.

Sorry, neighbor!It was that person who forced me!

Qiao Zhou who jumped into the window sill on the fourth floor again, the first thing he did was to remove the arm of the headless corpse standing in front of the window.

Look, he is such an honest person, he does what he says, if he is caught up by Zhang Dinghe, then use these two arms to appetize Zhang Dinghe.

He casually grabbed a windbreaker to wrap his arms around, and walked up the stairs to the sixth floor. There was a loud noise from the third floor. Ping An's footsteps are also quite fast, and he has already fled to the third floor.

That being the case, he accepted the truth about the sixth floor with a blunt smile.

Of course, Hua Pingan would not make the low-level mistake of leaving the door wide open. Before leaving, he locked the door. It is really not easy to break in from the outside, so Qiao Zhou slapped the sleeve of the windbreaker twice. I made a knot, made a burden to carry on my back, climbed from 501 to 601, and stepped on the little palm-width decorative protrusion outside the residential building, walked from 601 to the window of 602.

Dealing with windows is a simple matter.

Qiao Zhou picked up the baggage on his back, knocked the window glass to pieces with a bang, and climbed into 602 calmly.

Hua Pingan, who was still fighting guerrilla warfare on the third floor, suddenly heard a loud sound of glass shattering, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Speaking of which...he didn't seem to hear the sound of Zhang Dinghai running away? !