Today I scare non-humans again [Unlimited]

Alva affirmed: "Escaped, I heard what those crew members said with my own ears."

Jiang Heng looked at Gu Jinyan: "The person arrested by the deputy captain is not Jill."

Alva didn't understand: "What?"

Jiang Heng smiled gently, and answered patiently: "The deputy captain of the Hilt ship brought a player at the noble banquet not long ago, saying that he was the murderer who killed the captain."

"The player was also a thin male Chinese, but he also escaped later."

Alva's eyebrows twitched when he heard it: "You say that, it feels like Jill, could it be that he was caught behind? That's really retribution, he deserves it!" Alva said disdainfully.

Gu Jinyan suddenly said, "When did you hear the news that Jill escaped?"

Alva opened his mouth to answer, but he paused hesitantly when he got to his mouth: "It's just... the day before yesterday? No, it seems like yesterday?"

Gu Jinyan was not surprised by Alva's hesitant reaction, and then asked: "You just said that you were tortured in a dark room for three days, how long have you been in the dungeon?"

Alva opened his mouth and didn't make any sound for a long time.

Alva stopped the jam in embarrassment, and said in a rough voice: "I don't remember, I really didn't lie to you! I was locked up in that shabby house for three days, and those crew members were getting bigger and bigger. There is no chance of running away!"

Jiang Heng quickly understood the intention of Gu Jinyan's question, with warmth in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, he said in a gentle voice: "We didn't doubt you, Kurian was just confirming one thing."

"Things? What?" Alva was puzzled.

"There seems to be some kind of problem with the time on this ship. We suspected that the flow of time was abnormal." Jiang Heng said.

Gu Jinyan said: "After your statement appeared, this kind of speculation seems to be more likely."

Jiang Heng nodded: "But the only thing that doesn't make sense is, if it's just that the speed of time is different, why blur everyone's memory about time?"

"And why are your memories and mine exceptions? Why can we remember the time clearly?" Jiang Heng suddenly noticed something that he hadn't noticed before, and he looked at Gu Jinyan suspiciously.

Gu Jinyan didn't answer, but lowered his eyebrows and shook his head, remaining silent.

Jiang Heng bent his knuckles to his chin, lost in thought.

If the blurring of time works for all players, why do he and Gu Jinyan still have such clear memories of time?

Is it because the time to take effect is fast or slow, and they have not yet reached the critical point of ambiguity?still--

What keeps them from blurring?

Klein and Alva looked at Jiang Heng and Gu Jinyan in bewilderment, with blankness written all over their faces.

Alva winked at Klein, hinting frantically: "Do you understand?"

Klein shook his head quickly, showing his low IQ and lack of nutrition.

The two flirted with each other as if they were making secret signs.

It wasn't until Jiang Heng came back to his senses and asked them what they were doing in surprise that he stopped this strange behavior.

Klein always felt as if he had forgotten something. He thought for a moment and slapped his head: "Almost forgot! We have to leave quickly, and those workers will come over in a while!"

"If we meet a worker, Alva and I are fine, but it's hard to explain for Chrissy and Kurien. Nobles in the first class will never come to the third class." Klein said, urging Everyone hurried away.

The other three listened and unanimously agreed with Klein's statement.So a group of people were about to go out through the gate of the projection hall, but they found that the gate that had not been closed when Alva came in just now was closed tightly.

Klein was the first one to rush up and knock on people just now, and he remembered very clearly that Alva didn't close the door: "Strange, it didn't close the door when Alva came in? Why did it close by itself?"

As he spoke, a bad association came to his mind.

Klein swallowed, trying to put aside bad thoughts, he laughed twice: "Is it because of the strong sea breeze?"

Jiang Heng walked in the front, he grabbed the doorknob without hesitation, and twisted it.

The gate was as immovable as a mountain and could not be opened at all.

"The door is locked." Jiang Heng turned around and said to everyone, he began to think about the possibility of kicking the door.

Klein's only fluke was shattered.

"Then what should we do? There is only one door in this projection room." Alva felt irritable, "Where is the idiot locking my door!"

Klein calmed down his mood swings: "Who do you think will lock your door in horror games?" He said dryly, his tone was emotionless, as if he was reading aloud.

"..." Alva was silent.

The two looked at each other tacitly, and neither of them said the word "ghost". Thousands of words were contained in this short meeting of eyes.

Jiang Heng had finished thinking about the heavy and solid door of the screening hall, so he decided to raise his foot to see if he could kick it.

The dull loud noise attracted the attention of the two people who were making eye contact. Alva and Klein turned their heads in unison, looking at the door that made the noise.

"What's the matter? What's the sound?" Klein asked with difficulty, and the subtext was all—is there no ghost?Wasn't a ghost knocking on the door just now?

Jiang Heng chopped off his numb feet, and said pitifully, "I just wanted to kick the door out, but I didn't."

Alva stared at the door, determined in his heart: Well, it seems that this door will never be opened, and he might not even be able to kick it out after hearing the sound.unless--

His eyes fell on Gu Jinyan, and then turned back.

Come on, it will definitely not open, this one is busy too.

Gu Jinyan was rubbing Jiang Heng's head, with a helpless and doting tone: "That door looks solid, yet you still kick it."

"Is your leg okay?" Gu Jinyan's eyes slid down Jiang Heng's calf, and looked at it step by step, the more he looked, the more strange his eyes became.

The white stockings tightly wrapped the calves, making the lines even more straight and slender.

The numbness in Jiang Heng's feet had already subsided, and he smiled softly: "It's all right." Looking at the person with a pair of bright eyes, Gu Jinyan's heart was slightly warmed, and his attention was drawn back.

Klein also said with a smile at this time: "Chris, why did you think of kicking the door? How can you kick it open?"

Jiang Heng pursed his lips in embarrassment: "I just want to try." His voice was waxy, and his tone was light.

Alva looked at Klein standing next to him with a complicated expression.

I don't know when he will know...

This weak lady is actually not weak at all...

Everyone was wondering if there were any other ways to open the door, such as what props could be used, and something happened suddenly.

A mechanical sound suddenly sounded in the auditorium, everyone turned around, and saw a big black lens suddenly protruding from the big screen, a movie camera slowly emerged from the screen, the lens seemed to sense the presence of everyone, Turn around to the crowd.

Jiang He looked at the camera from a distance, and tilted his head in confusion: "Why is there a camera on it? And it's only for filming. Right, Kurion?" He whispered to Gu Jinyan.

Gu Jinyan stared at the camera with an unpredictable expression: "Yes."

With the appearance of the first movie camera, cameras sprung up on the big screen like mushrooms after a spring rain. The densely packed black lenses were aimed at the four people, making one's scalp tingle.

It's as if they are being watched by many pairs of eyes.

Klein couldn't help shivering: "Why does it feel a little penetrating?"

Jiang Heng was still studying the camera wall seriously, without speaking.

A camera also protruded from the last gap on the screen, and the entire screen was completely occupied, and the original flat appearance could no longer be seen.

Everyone was still watching the changes, but all the cameras turned on their flashes at them, and the entire auditorium suddenly flashed, turning into a sea of ​​light.

Everyone's field of vision was flashed into a vast expanse of whiteness, and everyone couldn't help but close their eyes for a moment.

When Jiang Heng opened his eyes again, there seemed to be light and shadows in front of his eyes. He blinked vigorously, rubbed his eyelids lightly, and relieved the dryness on the surface of the eyeballs, and finally he was able to see clearly.

In front of him is a wide and huge glass mirror, which quietly reflects his shadow.

Jiang Heng waved his hand tentatively, but the mirror image didn't follow suit, but looked at him with a smile.

"Hush—" A voice suddenly sounded beside Jiang Heng's ear, startling him.

"You have come here, so you should make a choice." The voice was unfamiliar and familiar.

Jiang Heng cautiously did not speak, did not reveal his identity, but slowly trembled his curled eyelashes.

"You don't want to talk to me?" the voice asked again.

Jiang Heng remained silent, he looked around for a while.

There are dark curtains all around, only the glass mirror in front has light.

"It's okay, I like quiet and serious audiences." Without Jiang Heng's answer, the voice was not annoyed, but continued to talk to itself.

"You should have no choice, but why do you have it now?"

Jiang Heng found that he in the mirror was slowly changing. His mirror image changed his clothes, and the clothes on his body became a set of men's clothes, but the same gorgeous and complicated style.

Then, the mouth of the mirror image opened and closed to talk to Jiang Heng: "But you have come here, your choice has been confiscated, what a pity—"

At this moment, Jiang Heng suddenly realized why he felt this voice was both unfamiliar and familiar.

Because it was his own voice.

The mirrored smile became treacherous, his face turned pale, the eyeballs in his eye sockets disappeared, and his clothes became wet, as if he had just crawled out of the water.

"Multiple-choice question, life or death—" Mirror Image dragged out his tone, and said slowly in exactly the same voice as Jiang Heng.

"You have to die—"

A huge gap suddenly opened on the glass mirror, and Jiang Heng's mirror image stretched out a pale hand to grab the crack, tearing the gap even wider.

Immediately afterwards, the mirror image slowly poked its head out from the wide opening, with a triumphant and crazy smile on the corner of its mouth.

"I'm out, you damn-"

Jiang Heng calmly took out the wooden stick from the system space, hit the spouting mirror image with a stick, and mercilessly poked the wooden stick in his face, pushing him back into the mirror with all his strength.

"I don't really want to die, you better not come out." Jiang Heng discussed with the mirror image in a good voice.

The mirror image ignored Jiang Heng's words, and kept sticking his head out, creating another one if the gap didn't work.

The mirror image struggled to crawl outward, poking out from all over the mirror surface.Every time he poked his head, Jiang Heng ran over patteringly, knocking him back with a wooden stick.

The sound of wooden fishes thumping, thumping, and thumping sounded everywhere, one after another.

The whole scene is very similar to that legendary little game——

Happy whack-a-mole.