Xiaolou still didn't find anything. After having supper casually, Ling Tian returned to the hotel early.

In the hotel lobby, the player number one he met again was obviously much more depressed than when he met in the morning, and his whole body was filled with unspeakable worry and fatigue.

As soon as he asked, the player No. 7 was still not found. Although he was missing for less than 24 hours and could not file a case, the police still helped them check the surveillance cameras around the hotel.

In the surveillance screen, player No. 7 left the hotel gate and walked straight to the convenience store across the road. When he walked out of the camera's surveillance range, he disappeared.

In the surveillance of the street on one side, there was no player No. 7.

The blank area between the two surveillance monitors is the place where player No. 7 disappeared, and it is also the place where the mobile phone was picked up.

This strange scene not only made the hearts of player No. 1 full of worry, but also began to doubt that the legend of werewolf killing really existed.

Ling Tian comforted him a few words, but did not scare him, but instead asked about the whereabouts of others, especially player No. 10.

Unexpectedly, player No. 1 was shocked by his answer, player No. 10 had already returned home.

Player No. 10 is a girl, and his home is in another county town dozens of kilometers away. He originally planned to go home after playing the game, but he didn't want the game to be so late. He had to stay in a hotel under the persuasion of his friends. He took a bus home early this morning. He still doesn't know the news that Player No. 7 is missing.

Ling Tian was stunned when he heard this, and his heart was like ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping by.

His head slightly raised 45 degrees, his eyes were filled with tears: I just want to save someone, is that difficult?

Seeing the strange thing on Ling Tian’s face, player No. 1 forced a smile: “What’s wrong, do you like Qiqi? By the way, Qiqi is player No. 10.”

"No, no. I haven't asked yet, why are you here to play the werewolf killing game? What kind of legend do you hear?"

Player No. 1 was successfully distracted and replied with a hint of regret:

"I said it last night, but I'm not very clear about this rumor. I, Song Mingjun, Qiqi, Big Mouth, Oh, Big Mouth is the No. 12 hunter yesterday. We are all college classmates.

Isn't this a holiday here, so we made an appointment to go to Qiqi's house to play together. When Qiqi was there, we heard Qiqi talk about the rumors of werewolf killing. We originally liked to play werewolf killing and didn't believe there were ghosts in this world, so we hit it off and decided to try this werewolf killing.

Qiqi also gave us an excuse to come here with us, but she didn't expect it."

A regret flashed in the eyes of player No. 1, and he sniffed, and continued: "As for the rumors of the werewolf killing, Qiqi was not very clear about it. She only knew that many people seemed to die when playing this game."

Player No. 1 could no longer suppress his red eyes, and Ling Tian did not continue to ask questions.

Soon, player No. 12 walked back from outside with big mouth and sat on the sofa: "The police have started looking for it, let's wait for news."

A simple sentence made the eyes of player No. 1, which had just become bright, dim again, and nodded weakly.

Everyone was in a bad mood, so they chatted for a few simple words and went back to their room. The only thing that comforted Ling Tian was that this player No. 1 who didn't know his name lived in the same room with Dazui.

If something really happens, you can even warn yourself.

Taking advantage of the time, Ling Tian took a nap for a while and then raised his energy to listen to the movements next door.

At this time, player No. 1 and Damu had not yet rested. Although the TV was on, no one was in the mood to watch TV.

He just put down his big mouth, sat on the edge of the bed and spoke, "Xiao Ming, Qiqi called just now, I didn't tell you about Song Mingjun."

Player No. 1, Xiao Ming nodded: "It's useless to tell her, unless."

"Unless what?"

"Big Mouth, will the rumors of the werewolf killing be true? We will all die."

"What are you talking nonsense? How can there be ghosts in this world?"

Xiao Ming was silent for a moment and said, "When I went to find Song Mingjun today, I heard someone say that someone died last night, if the one died, they would play with us last night."

"No, there are no ghosts in this world."

Big Mouth interrupted Xiao Ming's words angrily, and seemed to be lying on the bed with back to his companion with dissatisfaction.

From his heavy breathing, he could tell that his heart was not as tough as his mouth.

After a long time of speech, Xiao Ming still couldn't help but speak: "I, I'm just worried about Qiqi. If that legend is true, at least she can be a little prepared."

Big Mouth didn't answer, Xiao Ming waited for a few seconds and continued, "Qiqi should know the truth. If I was too concerned, she would be scared at most. If it was true, she could at least fight for her life."

"There are no ghosts in this world. Haven't you heard the police say that? It's all coincidences, just coincidences."

The big mouth's voice was not firm, but he ignored Xiao Ming anymore.

Xiao Ming sighed and ended the topic.

Although Dazui and Qiqi have not confirmed their identities yet, he knows that the two like each other, Dazui is the one who is most worried about Qiqi. So he is unwilling to believe his speculation.

After lying down for a while, Xiao Ming sat up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom.

His mind was a little confused. He walked in and started peeing, but he didn't even notice that the light slowly became darker.

When he finished peeing and reached out to flush the toilet, he realized that he couldn't see the button.

Looking back, I didn't know when the bathroom door had been closed.

He didn't care, and turned around and smeared to open the door, but was stunned.

The touch on his hand told him that what he touched was not a door, but a wall.

This is just a small hotel, and the toilet space is naturally not large. He remembers it very clearly that the door is behind him, but now he touches a wall.

With doubts, he took a few steps forward and groped one by one. What surprised him was that he had touched a large space, but it was all walls, and the door seemed to disappear.

There was a vague feeling in his heart, and Xiao Ming still didn't dare to give up. He began to touch along the left side. In his memory, it was the position of the washbasin.

But I touched the corner of the wall and didn't touch anything, as if the entire bathroom decoration had been emptied.

This strange scene reminded him of the inexplicable missing Song Mingjun. For a moment, indescribable fear hit his heart.

"Big mouth, big mouth."

While screaming wildly, he groped at the location of the door.

The big mouth, separated by a wall, did not respond at all. Just as Xiao Ming's voice began to sniff, his whole body trembled, and the movements in his hands suddenly stopped.

He finally touched something other than the wall.

It was strong and elastic, covered with hard hair from the thorny hands, and a stream of hot stream blew on his face with heavy breathing. The entire bathroom was filled with the smell of animals at some point.
Chapter completed!