Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Hong seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand. He grunted for a while, and he said with difficulty and obscurity under Guan Cheng's increasingly puzzled eyes: "We didn't kill anyone." .”

Mermaid Hotel.

Almost all the players already knew about the murders that happened in the hotel during the day, even those who didn't know about it watched the news reports played in the hotel lobby on a loop.

"When will the other four guests arrive?" The receptionist came over with a smile on his face and asked.

The player who was asked was taken aback. He slowed down and said perfunctorily, "It's coming soon."

The front desk nodded and added tea to the few people in the hall, and finally returned to their place.

She didn't look at the door, but stared at the few people in the hall without blinking.

"Fuck, how long are you going to stare at us!" a player cursed in a low voice.

"If you don't want to be stared at, go upstairs and go back to your room." The man sitting near the window sneered and said, his hair was combed to three to seven parts, and his floral shirt and jeans looked a bit retro.

The player who was said didn't want to quarrel, and he really didn't dare to go up alone, so he just curled his lips and ignored the floral shirt.

"Hello." The floral shirt lit a cigarette, and he raised his finger, pointing at the bandaged man standing by the window, half of his body covered by curtains: "Are you the first one to enter the hotel alive? Tell me , is what the news said true? A murderer escaped from prison and came here to kill someone?"

Luo Yiran turned his head to look at the floral shirt.

He sat on the magician's hat, and the whole body of the puppet was wrapped in shadows. When he turned around, his bright red eyes were very conspicuous.

The floral shirt paused: "I almost forgot, you are Luo Yiran."

The puppet didn't care that the magician's sense of presence was stronger than his own. He looked carefully at the dazzled shirt: "The news is true, but the murderer has been shot dead by the police, and all the corpses in the hotel have been cleaned up."

The floral shirt carefully savored the sentence: "So you think it's okay to stay here?"

Luo Yiran nodded very naturally.

Flower shirt: "..."

Luo Yiran: "Anyway, we can only stay in this hotel. Why don't we think about the best thing? It should be quiet and comfortable for only a dozen or so of us to stay in such a big hotel."

"..."

Players can only stay in Mermaid Hotel.

This is a sentence that appeared on everyone's room cards when the hotel was cleaned up in the afternoon. Obviously, this is an ominous message-the emptied hotel only accommodates players, no matter how you think about it, there is a kind of vacancy After leaving the battlefield, there will be a sense of foretelling of a fierce battle at night.

The young man in black T who was sitting in the back seat of Luo Yi in the car stood up and said, "I'm going back to my room first."

The player who was bullied by the floral shirt immediately stood up: "I'll go up with you."

Several other players also stood up one after another and planned to go upstairs together.

The floral shirt waved his hand friendly: "I don't need to say more about how easy elevators are in horror movies? Everyone remember to take the stairs."

Then he turned his head and asked Luo Yiran: "Aren't you going up?"

"I'm waiting for my friend." Luo Yiran tilted his head slightly, he watched the seven or eight people leave in a mighty manner, and asked Flower Shirt: "Aren't you going up with your friend?"

The floral shirt was taken aback.

"It's the one sitting behind me in the car." Luo Yiran yawned, and there seemed to be a little water in his clear eyes: "You are friends, you have a lot of eyes in the car and now. comminicate."

The floral shirt clicked his tongue after being quiet for a while, and he snuffed out the cigarette, saying in an unhappy tone, "Are you a pervert, you keep staring at others."

"I didn't stare at it all the time, I just saw it by chance." Luo Yiran stood up, and the night wind blew in through the gap in the window, blowing the hair on his forehead and earlobe, and the white pearls on his earlobes were slightly trembling. Light, he thought about it: "Or are you waiting for your other female friend if you don't go up? I haven't seen her come back so far."

The floral shirt was stunned, his eyes uncontrollably showing shock: "?!"

Luo Yiran frowned: "There's no need to be so surprised, right? Aren't you talking to that girl in the car?"

Flower Shirt took a deep breath: "Are you really staring at us?"

Luo Yiran withdrew his gaze and flattened his mouth slightly: "I said, I didn't. I just remember the people I saw in the car." There are actually many things that people can see at a glance, but most people can't remember them accurately. But he can.

Hua Shiyi didn't quite believe it, he still felt that Luo Yiran had been paying attention to them, but after thinking about it quickly, he couldn't figure out why Luo Yiran was staring at them... Could it be that he was telling the truth?

Can you really remember everything you've seen, and then recall the details later?

Luo Yiran stared out of the window, and suddenly asked, "Do you have a good relationship with your friend?"

Flower Shirt didn't answer.

"I remember everyone in the car, so I also remember how many people went back to the hotel." Luo didn't look at the floral shirt: "Including the two of us, there are now 18 people in the hotel."

Flower Shirt frowned: "So?"

"Two players died at the entrance of the hotel during the day, so there are still seven players who haven't come back." Luo Yiran's eyes darkened: "But now only four players can come back."

"There are only four people who can come back..." Hua Shi was stunned, and after a few seconds, he swiped back to look at the front desk of the Mermaid Hotel.

The front desk had been watching them all the time, and when she saw the flowered shirt looking back, she smiled and repeated the previous question: "When will the other four guests arrive?"

The hand in the floral shirt trembled, his chest heaved violently, and then he stood up and looked at the window—the magician let out an arrogant laugh, and he asked the puppet in a joyful voice: "Master, do you think there is Xia among the four people who are alive?" Is it loud?"

The pearl in the earlobe is still affecting me, except for the irritability that keeps rising in my heart, the voice that appeared during the day is still ringing in my ears, as if urging myself to look up, look up.

Luo Yiran resisted the desire to raise his head, he closed his eyes and thought about Xia Lang - he didn't understand why he hadn't come back yet when he told Xia Lang that he would go back to the hotel before dark.

The magician was still laughing, and the laughter was really annoying. The puppet raised its hand and bit its finger lightly. His voice was vague: "Shut up, I don't want to be angry."

With an extremely vague and deep voice, one can feel what is suppressed in the voice.

The magician didn't want to be manipulated into sealing his mouth again, he obediently didn't make another sound, but there was obviously a gloating smile under the bandage on his face.

But there is never a shortage of ignorant people in the world. Flower Shirt has been muttering to himself and calculating something since he realized it, but he can't remember it anyway, so he can only raise his head and ask the puppet with reddish eyes: "Are you Don’t you remember all the people in the car, tell me who hasn’t come back yet?!”

Luo Yiran stopped, and he slowly raised his head, those red eyes were as deep as ice, and all emotions seemed to be absent from them.

The floral shirt was startled, he seemed to have been splashed with cold water, and he became sober all of a sudden, at the same time, he also noticed the pearl on Luo Yiran's earlobe: "You, you have pearls too?!"

Also have pearls?

Luo Yiran paused, as if he had figured out something: "Don't ask me who else, if your friend gets the pearl, then she will be in trouble." over friends.

At this moment, at the corner of the street in front of the hotel, someone turned the corner, and the street lights stretched out the shadow of the person, Luo Yiran and the floral shirt turned their heads to look at the same time——

The floral shirt recognized the clothes, and he said in surprise, "It's Ah Qing..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the floral shirt watched a woman with disheveled hair staggering towards him. She looked up at the sky, her exposed ears were covered with pearls, almost covering the woman's entire ears.

"Ah Qing!" The flowered shirt immediately went to the door. He wanted to go out to pick up his friend, but he hadn't touched the door yet. The man couldn't move an inch.

The floral shirt looked at the woman who was slowly walking towards the hotel step by step with her head up, and had a strong bad premonition in her heart. He looked at the front desk and growled: "The guests are here!"

The front desk did not waver, she smiled sweetly: "Sir, that is not our guest."

The floral shirt froze.

There was pity in the puppet's eyes.

The flower shirt watched the woman at the door getting closer, and then he saw the tiny scales on the woman's skin, the bloody opening on her neck and the strong fishy smell on her body.

The sweet smile on the receptionist's face turned into disgust, and she took out something from her pocket with her other hand and threw it at the woman: "Don't come in here, the disgusting beast, security, drive it away!"

The woman didn't lower her head, she made a hissing sound, and staggered away like a driven stray dog.

The guy in the floral shirt was going to explode. He was about to resist, but the front desk suddenly said, "Sir, we can't hurt the guests, but sir can't hurt us either."

After she finished speaking, the floral shirt froze. After a while, he slumped down and moved back to the sofa in the hall step by step.

The puppet looked at him: "The dead will still live in the game as a soul body, and you will not forget her."

The floral shirt lit a cigarette and took a deep breath: "You are indeed a newcomer."

The puppet tilted its head in confusion.

"I won't forget her, but my soul will forget everything, and can only wander aimlessly in my personal space."

The puppet is thoughtful.

Flowered Shirt stood up after smoking a cigarette, and he was ready to go upstairs.But when he got to the stairs, he suddenly looked back at Luo Yiran: "Newcomer, did you hear what the front desk said, don't attack the people in the hotel, that's one of the rules of this dungeon."

"The rules of this dungeon should only be triggered by groping by yourself." Hua Shiyi smiled self-deprecatingly: "I should have reacted when we were only given one option and no other explanation since the beginning." Ah Qing should have triggered it A certain rule she couldn't deal with.

After all, the flower shirt wanted to turn around and go upstairs.

"Thank you for telling me." Luo Yiran raised his voice slightly: "Then let me tell you, if you receive the pearl, you must remember not to raise your head, no matter how strong the desire is."

The floral shirt turned around abruptly.

Luo Yiran pointed to his ear: "There is a voice that has been tempting me to look up, and at the very beginning it was saying that there are many secrets hidden in the water city at night, let me find them."

"Although it is difficult not to listen to its words, I still can't listen." The puppet didn't blink its eyes: "If you believe it for a moment, it will be dangerous."

It was because Pearl asked him to look for it at night, so he told Xia Huang to come back before dark.

The reason why Ah Qing went out was caught by the puppet's words, the cheeks of the floral shirt twitched twice, he thought of his response during the day, and left quickly.

"Master, you are so smart." The magician grinned, and he asked each word in a soft voice, "Then you want to guess if Xia Hong got the pearl now?"

The puppet lowered its eyes again: "Don't provoke me, I won't have a good temper under the influence of Pearl."

"You've never had a good temper with me." The magician said aggrievedly, "Less what's more, it's just a guess."

Guess the yarn.The puppet ignored the magician, and he touched his ear—it's a pity that this thing can't be disassembled.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the hotel, and then a gray curly head of grandma suddenly appeared at the door: "Boom, boom, is anyone? We're going to check in."

"There are three people in total."

Beside the curly-haired boy, a man in a long trench coat folded his hands on his chest, and behind them, Guan Cheng was holding a few bags pitifully, full of fear and self-blame.

The puppet raised its head and met the eyes of the three.

After a while, Via raised her hands: "Don't look at us like that, we tried our best."