Chapter 4
Click!
The minute hand moved forward and came to 12 o ‘clock.
The third day had arrived.
According to the beginning of the Infinite Nightmare Game, the players had to attend Mr. A’s funeral on the third day.
But now, four players were sitting on the sofa in a row.
Old Chen couldn’t sit still. The female high school student’s face was pale. The gold-chained man kept his mouth shut and didn’t say a word. Shen Dongqing was still unaware of the situation. As for the blonde … he had already entered the photo frame to be lovey-dovey with the portrait.
There were also four people sitting across from them. No … to be more precise, there were four ghosts.
After removing their disguises, they all revealed their terrifying appearances when they died.
The female owner’s body was dripping with blood, and her limbs had traces of being chopped by an axe. The crazy granny’s eyes were red, and she was restlessly moving around, muttering something under her breath. The little girl wearing a flowery dress was hugging the same head as her and sitting obediently on a small chair.
The hall was dead silent.
Old Chen finally couldn’t help but break the deadlock. “Can the funeral begin?”
The female owner hesitated for a moment. “The funeral can’t be carried out.”
A person might become a ghost when they died, but what about a ghost?
Mr. A, who had died again, couldn’t be any more dead.
Old Chen: “But we have to complete the mission before we can leave here.”
The female owner thought for a moment. “The conditions for clearing the level are to attend the funeral and find the murderer first.”
Old Chen slapped the sofa hard and blurted out, “Then hold the funeral.”
Back to the beginning, the female owner said awkwardly, “There’s no way to hold the funeral.”
According to the development of the story, every night the female owner would cooperate with Mr. A to give the players some clues until the funeral was held on the third day. Either the players solved the mystery and cleared the level, or the players were wiped out.
But now there was a block in the middle, causing the following story to be unable to develop.
They were now in a difficult situation.
Beep!
At this moment, a car horn sounded outside the door, attracting everyone’s attention.
A bus stopped at the entrance of the small courtyard and shone with a light orange light.
Then the door opened, and the figure jumped over two steps with his long legs and landed on the ground.
He was very tall, and he was wearing a long trench coat, which made his shoulders seem wide and his legs long. His appearance couldn’t be seen clearly in the dark, but he stood there from afar like an unsheathed blade, sharp and incisive.
He raised his eyes to look at the hall. His eyes were lit by an orange light, and he happened to meet Shen Dongqing’s eyes.
“Good evening.”
He smiled at Shen Dongqing and walked in.
The sofa was already full. There was no empty seat.
The hostess hurriedly stood up. “Please, please …”
“No need.”
He reached out to press the hostess down and sat on the armrest of the sofa. He crossed his long legs and said, “We don’t have much time. Tell me the problem you’re facing.”
The mistress nodded and explained the problems one by one. “It’s like this … My husband, Mr. A, died again, causing the funeral to be unable to proceed and the players to be unable to complete the mission.”
The person listened very seriously and nodded occasionally.
Old Chen squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth. His voice was like a mosquito as he asked Shen Dongqing, who was sitting next to him, “Do you know this person?”
He smiled at him and sat directly on the armrest of the sofa next to him. No matter how he looked at it, their relationship wasn’t ordinary.
Shen Dongqing shook his head in confusion. “I don’t know him.” After saying that, he looked up at the person sitting next to him.
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