Suspended Life Game

Xie Xuan carefully observed the information on this strip of cloth again.The upper part of the cloth strip has been dyed red, but the end is fine, just some red spots here and there.From this point of view, the bleeding of the wounded person should be okay - after the cloth strip was wrapped around the wound several times, the outer layer was not soaked.

Xie Xuan's gaze fell on the end of the cloth strip, and suddenly his pupils shrank sharply, and even the right hand holding the cloth strip trembled.

"This is... Yoyo?!"

The end of the cloth strip is about a millimeter or two near the tear, and there is a small tear.This habit of tearing things up is something Yoyo has had since she was a child.Of course, there are not many opportunities to tear cloth outside, but there are many opportunities to tear paper. When tearing something, Yoyo likes to tear a small hole first, and then tear it from the side.

Apart from Yoyo, there is probably no other person who has this strange habit.Yoyo her...

Xie Xuan checked the surroundings carefully, but did not see any other blood dripping, and there was nothing but grass and soil.

Going east is still a choice that must be made now.

Xie Xuan rushed to the east trace at the fastest speed, and gradually the outline in front of him became clear. About 20 minutes later, a small village appeared in front of him.

village?No wonder.

The origin of the game Werewolf Killing is in the village. During the day, everyone is a normal villager, but on the night of every full moon, there will be a wolf hidden among the villagers who will incarnate as a werewolf and hurt the villagers.With so many rounds, it's only normal that there will be a copy of the map with the real village as the map.

"It's better to say that it finally appeared."

Smiling lightly, Xie Xuan had already reached the vicinity of the village. Xie Xuan slowed down and leaned over quietly. However, when he walked to the edge of the village, a strange feeling came to his heart again.

……wrong.

It's too quiet, it shouldn't be this quiet at this hour.

From a glance, the village seems to be a very ordinary village. If there is anything unusual, it is that the distances between houses are relatively far, and the houses are not as closely connected as in other villages (“It seems that the land here is not valuable. ah").There is a distance of 200 meters between every two stone houses here, but the houses almost intersect each other within sight.

There is a small piece of land near each person's house that can be planted, and there is a small wooden fence around the edge of the land, which can't stop anyone, and can only be used as a boundary.Looking farther away, you can see very common village facilities such as wells and preaching horns hanging on long wooden poles in the village.The muddy land, all kinds of stones and weeds, and unknown trees in twos and threes, everything looks like an ordinary village—except that there is no trace of any villager.

Xie Xuan silently walked to the nearest house, his eyes flashed.

There is a clearly embossed '8' on the door.

This is the house of the deceased No. 8.

No. 8 is out, and the closed door can no longer be locked. Xie Xuan gently pushed the door, and the door creaked and swiveled open. Although the curtains were drawn inside the room, it still did not affect the sight of the room during the day.

This is a small house with a very simple structure. The first thing that catches the eye is a main hall of more than ten square meters.In the middle and back of the main hall, there is a wooden table, several stools, and a stone-paved floor. There is an uneaten bread on the table, and some bread residues, a half-drunk bottle of water, and a bottle that seems not yet Kaifeng water.

On the wall directly opposite the room is an old-fashioned wall clock, the second hand is still clicking, and the time is 7:50.Other than that, there is nothing else in the living room.

The other two rooms, one is a washroom, and the other is a single bedroom, where there are only beds, lights and windows.There were also lights and windows in the washroom, all of which had their curtains drawn, and the blankets in the bedroom were scattered, obviously, at least initially, someone had slept there.From the scattered posture of the quilt, it can be seen that the owner of the quilt lifted the quilt and got out of bed. There is basically no dust in the bedroom, and there are no other signs of damage or blood.

Looks like Number 8 didn't die indoors...?

Since there is system protection in this bureau, that is to say, No. 8 was not killed by a werewolf at night—if he died in his own room at night, there would be no reason for others to move his body out. The shape is very natural.So he died at the polls during the day?Or is it some other accident?Or... No. 8 was killed by wolves, but he was not in his room when he died?Does he have any reason to go out even though he knows there is danger at night?

The activity time of the werewolf and the god card in this round is still separate, and there is no possibility of colliding with each other at the same time.

And there is another thing that is of concern. Xie Xuan exited the bedroom, returned to the living room again, and paused for a few seconds when his eyes fell on the little food left on the table.

It didn’t take long to stay in the room of No. 8. It was less than 8:7 when I came out of the house of No. 55. There were two houses in the left front and right front respectively, the left front was slightly closer, and the right front slightly farther.There is also a certain distance between the two houses, Xie Xuan walked to the room on the left front.

This time the number on the door is a capital '1'.

No. 1? No. 1 is the surviving player. If No. 1 is in the room, then his door should be locked now.Xie Xuan walked over quietly, made a motion of knocking on the door with his hand, approached slowly, and stopped when he was about to touch the door, then slowly held the doorknob, and then pushed hard.

'Creak...' The door made a familiar light sound, and opened without any resistance.

The room was quiet, and it looked similar to Room 8 in layout.

"It can't really be an 'empty city'..." Xie Xuan frowned slightly, and reached out to knock twice on the opened door.

'When, when! 'A crisp echo echoed around.

No one responded.

Xie Xuan entered the room. The overall layout was the same as that of room No. 8. The main hall was a table. The difference was that the table was empty—no water or food.

Xie Xuan turned on the phone and took a look at the status of the characters. The only players who died were No. 2, No. 7, and No. 8. The logo of No. 1 was very normal.

Xie Xuan came to the bedroom, the quilt of No. 1 was simply folded, he was a neat person, could it be a girl?

But I can be sure that No. 1 is not Yoyo.

There is nothing else noteworthy about room 1, but if

The same is true for the rooms of other living people, so this is the most noteworthy situation in itself-what made them leave their homes under the protection of the system.