Yan Mingguang also came over.

There was no corridor lights on in the long corridor during the day, and there were no windows in the narrow corridor. Only rows of rooms with doors opened to shine light and pull out the silhouette of Yan Mingguang's slender legs.

Yan Wei stood up and said, "We have a very tight time. Even if someone can escape the trigger of death tonight, if we die on average two people a day, we will have to last for up to four more days. What's more, the longer the time, the greater the danger."

He repeated the inference just now, "I originally planned to go to the hospital one day and the art exhibition one day. Now it seems that this is too slow. There is also the underground floor and the room No. 1 on the top floor..."

In such a short time, there are so many places that seem to have clues.

Yan Mingguang's eyes were deep, his expression was faint, and he didn't feel any fear at all. He said, "Let's go, breakfast time is coming."

Then, the man turned around and walked towards the elevator. Yan Wei did not move the two dolls and dolls, and directly followed Yan Mingguang's footsteps.

In the gloomy and narrow corridor, the footsteps of the two people were heard one after another, and they actually walked out of a rather casual pace in such a strange environment. Yan Wei walked behind Yan Mingguang, thought for a while, and said directly: "Hey, Mr. Ice..."

They walked into the elevator. There was no decoration of mirrors and portraits like those outside. Judging from the current clues, this kind of location that often appears in horror movies is actually safer than the gallery outside.

Yan Mingguang leaned slightly against the edge of the elevator, handing a pocket in one hand, and took out a cigarette in the other hand and threw it in his hand, as if he had no reaction to Yan Wei's words.

"Did you hear the ice--"

"Heard," the man suddenly spoke, his voice still as indifferent as ever, but his words were not cold, "Waste snack."

Yan Wei: “…?”

He was stunned and saw Yan Mingguang's dark black pupils reflecting his figure. These deep but always floating eyes flashed with Bingyi at this moment, and it was fleeting, but Yan Wei saw it clearly.

He actually responded to him with the title he used to ridicule yesterday.

"..." He actually misunderstood. This man was not cold and cold at all. Yan Mingguang seemed to never keep everything in his heart. In fact, he remembered everything in his heart and clearly.

The elevator slowly arrived at the first floor. Yan Wei lowered his head, smiled, and said, "Okay, I want to discuss something with you."

His expression suddenly became serious, and his smile scattered in his light brown eyes in an instant. He could smile gently and innocently, but he could also sternly and solemnly in a flash.

"I don't know why you don't care much about everything, and don't mind being at the forefront, and I won't ask. But as long as you are a person, everything you do is purposeful, and you have a purpose. We are also a teammate who can trust. Maybe we can continue to cooperate in the future. So I said straightforwardly, I don't want to stand out - I have a purpose. Since that's the case, why don't we spread the word and continue this cooperation model. I believe in my ability, I can provide you with the best ideas I can think of, and you provide me with unattended protection."

The elevator reached the first floor and the thick door slowly opened to both sides.

The man walked in front, paused, and looked back at him outside the elevator door. Yan Wei had seen all kinds of people, but he had never been afraid in front of anyone, but he had no resistance to Yan Mingguang's gaze. It was not fear, but an emotional softening.

Yan Wei's expression remained unchanged, and his casual temperament was restrained, leaving only a solemn. In fact, he felt a little guilty when he was looking at Yan Mingguang with such heavy gaze. Fortunately, his psychological quality was passed and his expression was properly controlled.

After a moment, the elevator door began to slowly pull up, and Yan Mingguang said calmly: "Yes."

Yan Wei blinked, then curled the corners of his mouth and walked up.

They were dragged for a while by the bloody handprints on the bed and the dolls and dolls that had their eyes hollowed out. When they arrived at the restaurant, the rest of the players who were still alive had arrived at the scene.

The middle-aged man also sat at the dining table with his head down, and the other players living on the 13th floor were talking nervously. It seemed that he knew about the death of the woman in the long skirt last night.

As soon as Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang appeared, the other players' expressions changed slightly. A young man dressed in a gangster looked at him with sharp eyes, his expression full of hostility.

Yan Wei recalled the name of this person, and it seemed to be Sun Shi.

As soon as he sat down, Gao Ming, who was beside him, frowned and whispered to him: "Where did you go just now? Why did you get down so slowly?"

"Something happened just now, our room--"

"The bloody handprint appeared, and the doll thrown in the trash can at the door was hollowed out," Sun Shi interrupted Yan Wei's words, "That's what you told me just now, and lied to me to see it. As a result, after I entered, the room became a studio! There was also a woman who came out of the painting to dig my eyes!! If it weren't for me... If it weren't for my life-saving thing, I would have been almost killed by you, a waste!"

Yan Wei paused, but in a moment he understood what was going on.

Sun Shi encountered their situation yesterday. Someone dressed up as a player and made up a fantasy to deceive Sun Shi, and wanted Sun Shi to enter the painting in the studio. But this time, the fake player Sun Shi encountered was his appearance.

But yesterday he clearly reminded others in the name of Yan Mingguang, but he didn't expect that someone would be fooled. However... Sun Shi did not see through the scam, but he survived because there were things that saved his life? But in the initial player, no one had props, so why did Sun Shi have things that saved his life?

When he came in, Lou introduced that this was a copy on the first floor, but he did not say that the players inside were all initial players.

The initial player starts from the first level, which does not mean that the first level is the initial player.

Yan Wei lowered his head slightly and figured out the key points. His light brown eyes flashed a little, and his tone said casually: "You have met the person in the painting. I have been with Yan Mingguang all the time, but it took me a while to take a shower in the morning. Yesterday we also met the fake Gao Ming. If Yan Mingguang hadn't been powerful, I would have almost died in the studio."

Sun Shi sneered: "I thought there might be something wrong, but you just spoke the same words. Why did you say the same words again, the blood handprints and dolls? You, who are fake, will you say something similar to you and collude? I know that ghosts sometimes lie, but lie must also have information, and lie must always kill me, right? If you meet you are fake, why don't he kill me and keep running? I'm not stupid. If you push the matter to the ghost, you can escape the fact that you cheat me?"

Yan Wei glanced at him: "You are foolish if you can be cheated."

"Who do you say is stupid?"

Gao Ming pushed his glasses and frowned and said, "You might as well calm down. We don't have to happen in such a place. If Yan Wei encounters any ghost, it is possible."

Yan Wei stopped talking.

This idiot.

Even such an obvious scam could not be discovered. Yan Wei was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he simply picked up the tableware and started to eat the breakfast on the table slowly.

Sun Shi saw that he had breakfast indifferently, glared at him, but could do nothing to treat Yan Wei. He had to say sarcastically: "Anyway, you, a waste who can only look at face, will kill you sooner or later."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Mingguang had a cold face, took out something from his pocket, and threw it straight towards the table in front of him.

With a "dang--" sound, a short knife like a dagger was inserted straight into the table. The blade was still trembling, and the entire table trembled, enough to see the force when throwing it out.

Sun Shi's face turned pale immediately, his lips trembled, and he did not dare to speak in the end.

The few people had breakfast awkwardly, but Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang seemed to be indifferent, and their expressions were quite calm. During the period, Gao Ming was still calm. He asked some questions from the middle-aged man and discussed his views with Yan Mingguang - it was a discussion, but in fact Gao Ming was talking about it throughout the whole process.

Half an hour later, the waiter came. He just left four tickets to the exhibition and four maps of the city and left.

At the same moment, the prompt sound of the floor sounded in the minds of all players.

[Congratulations to the next stage of the dynasty, the location of the dynasty will be expanded from the Promenade Hotel to the entire city where the Promenade Hotel is located. From 8 am to 6 pm every day, players can freely move within the map range and must stay in the hotel for the rest of the time. Punishment of violation: death.]

Sun Shi immediately leaned out his hand and took a ticket to the exhibition and a map in his hand.

Seeing this, the other players realized that there were too many monks and less porridge, so they hurriedly reached out to get the ticket. Yan Mingguang just reached out to grab a map. Yan Wei did not move, but smiled without a trace.

He had thought before that if there were so many places to explore and nine days were a trick, how could they search for all clues in such a short time? To do this, you must realize the problem of time at the beginning of the copy and find that there are many places, so that people can disperse their hands to find clues. This also requires that those who are looking for clues will not have any accidents.

The requirements are too high.

And since things that confuse players' rules appear once in the dungeon, they can also appear second.

The four tickets for the art exhibition sent by the waiter confirmed Yan Wei's guess - the location mentioned in the art exhibition seems to be an indispensable part of the clue, but there are only four tickets, which is unreasonable.

Moreover, the rules will not do useless work.

From beginning to end, they came to visit the exhibition only from the waiter's mouth, and there was no mandatory requirement at all. The copy expanded the map for them, not directly asking them to go to the exhibition. There were only four tickets, and it also implied that they didn't have to go to the exhibition.

So Yan Mingguang didn't get the ticket, he just got a map.

In the end, Sun Shi, the middle-aged man and the other two players took the tickets and two maps. Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang only got one map, but Gao Ming did not even get the tickets and took the last map.

Sun Shi took the ticket and led the other three people. When he was about to leave, he passed by Yan Wei and sneered contemptuously: "You are quite self-aware. Just stay in the hotel without dragging your back. After I found the clue, if you don't continue to cheat everyone, you admit your mistake, I can still take you out."

He was eager to find clues, and after that, he walked out with great strides.

Yan Wei whispered to Sun Shi's back as he left quickly: "...Congratulations to this player - Oh no, this idiot, you are about to waste a day."

Gao Ming: "Yan Wei, what did you say?"

"nothing."

Gao Ming asked again: "Yan Mingguang, where are you going?"

Yan Wei blinked, his eyes moved slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his beautiful eyes revealed innocentness and clarity.

He didn't say anything, Yan Mingguang said lightly: "Hospital."

"Sure!" Gao Ming slapped the table and showed joy, "You are the same as I guess. We have all been to the studio. The portraits in the studio have appeared in the hospital background too many times. The tickets to the exhibition are limited. Why not go to the hospital first? Yan Wei, go to the hospital with us. There are still many dangers in the hotel. It is better to follow Yan Mingguang and I, so we can take care of you."

"Okay," Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang said the idea that he said to go to the hospital, so he naturally did not refuse Gao Ming's kindness, "Thank you."

Beside Yan Wei, Yan Mingguang had already pulled up the short knife inserted on the table and was putting it away neatly. Yan Wei had just reached a cooperation with the man, and at this moment he held the chicken feather as a command arrow with confidence and said to Gao Ming: "But before going, Yan Mingguang asked me to ask you something first. Neither you nor Sun Shi were the initial players, right?"
Chapter completed!