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The boy's voice was as gentle as his others. "I locked the door after I went in. Even though there was someone lying in the room in the middle of the night, no nurse came in."

Yan Shuang felt that Ye Jing'an's eyes were like a high-precision scanner observing the four people. He seemed to want to say something. His gaze fixed for a moment, and finally looked at Yan Shuang in front of him.

Based on his understanding of Ye Jing'an, he must have discovered something that none of them noticed, but it was just not convenient to say it now.

Yan Shuang simply recounted what happened last night without any embellishment. Then she followed Ye Jing'an's gaze and saw nothing.

Zhou Xia put it more simply, pointing at Yan Shuang, "I'm about the same as him."

Now all the circumstances of last night are understood. Aside from the three people and the nurse entering the room, there's nothing else in common. And now the three of them are still standing here fine. No, Su Xiaoyue said she seems to have an allergy.

"Wait and see." Lin Haichen said, "There will definitely be other clues."

The ghost's actions not only kill people, but also provide them with more clues.

Then, Lin Haichen asked everyone to take a rest first and look for clues in the afternoon. He really couldn't hold on any longer.

Su Xiaoyue and Weiwei went to the bathroom together. Yan Shuang took Ye Jingan's shoulder and led him to a corner. "What did you want to say just now?"

Ye Jingan looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he lowered his voice and said, "There's a big red spot on Su Xiaoyue's face."

"Red? Is there?" Yan Shuang asked back.

Ye Jingan gestured on his face with his hand: "It's the area between the forehead and the left eye, dark red."

Yan Shuang said affirmatively: "I didn't see it." According to the location he pointed, it was impossible for other people to not see such a large piece of red. No one brought up this matter just now, so there was only one possibility, that only Ye Jingan could see it.

Ye Jing'an squatted on the ground, propping up his knees with his elbows, and touched his chin with his fingers. "It's not just Su Xiaoyue, Weiwei and Paopao have them too. They're all on their foreheads, but not as big as Su Xiaoyue's."

These three people let nurses into the room last night. Could this be related to this?

This discovery made Yan Shuang feel a little creepy. He leaned forward and asked, "Do I have it?"

Ye Jingan glanced at his face calmly, apparently having examined it carefully. "No, none of you have any."

Although it is still unclear what this red mark is, considering what happened last night, it is at least certain that it is not a good thing.

Yan Shuang stopped talking and waited quietly for Ye Jing'an to continue, "I noticed it the moment they came down, but since you didn't react, I thought it was a design they drew."

"I was wondering what people's aesthetic standards are now. This doesn't look good. The more I looked at it, the more abrupt it seemed. I felt something was wrong at the time. It wasn't until I picked up my phone and saw my face reflected on the screen that I realized there was something wrong on my face too," said Ye Jing'an.

"What?" Yan Shuang was very surprised, and her voice suddenly became louder and echoed in the hall.

Jing Ning looked at the two people in the corner.

Ye Jingan smiled and waved at him.

"I." He turned back and continued, "It's on the right side of my forehead."

Yan Shuang leaned in closer to look at the spot where he pointed, but after looking for a long time, she saw nothing. Ye Jingan was also fooled, "What on earth is this? Why can only you see it?"

"Maybe it's because my identity is quite special." Ye Jing'an stood up and said.

Yan Shuang's heart was in a state of great complexity. Ye Jing'an said that there were times when he also felt as if something was blocking his face, and he felt both worried and sad. "There is still time. We will definitely be able to find a solution."

"Actually, there's no difference. It still feels the same." Ye Jing'an touched his forehead.

Yan Shuang: "I just can't figure out what this red mark means. If the three of them attacked the nurse because she entered the room, it can be explained as health points, then what about yours?"

Ye Jing'an had no idea. He shook his head blankly, "I only dare to tell you this. Although I shouldn't hide it from everyone, I don't think those newcomers can accept it all at once. Besides, you guys can't see it, so you might not believe me even if I tell you."

Team suspicion is a big taboo, and it may even lead to mutual exclusion of each other. In a game, you not only have to guard against ghosts but also the people around you. I'm afraid no one can get out of the game.

"I still have to tell Jing Ning," Yan Shuang said. "Even though I don't know what this means right now, he's played more games than any of us and has more experience."

Ye Jing'an did not stop her. He had guessed that Yan Shuang would do this.

Then he stood up with him and returned to the crowd.

Most of them were asleep at this moment. Yan Shuang walked to Jing Ning's side, feeling an indescribable depression in her heart.

Jing Ning hadn't slept yet. He was playing with Yan Shuang's phone, leaning lazily against the wall with one hand resting on his head. When he saw him coming, he put down his phone and waved to him, motioning him to come over.

"What are you playing?" Yan Shuang didn't mind him playing with his phone. He didn't even set a password to lock the phone. He just asked casually.

There is no internet here, so if you want to have fun you can only play some small games to pass the time.

Jing Ning continued to open his phone, which showed the interface of Protect Carrot. "I'll help you pass the level."

Yan Shuang felt particularly at home when she heard the familiar voice. It was not just a family member, but more like a family member. "Don't you want to take a nap?"

Jing Ning's observation skills were as good as ever. He just glanced at the two of them and was sure that they must have discovered something. He gently said to Yan Shuang, who was still distracted, "If you have any questions that you can't figure out, tell me."

"Ye Jing'an just told me that he saw some strange marks..." Yan Shuang briefly recounted the red marks that appeared on the faces of several people.

Jing Ning was silent for a moment, until the phone automatically turned off. Then he spoke, "We should find a pen and draw the approximate location to see if the red mark changes."

"I'm worried about Ye Jingan..."

"Be careful, you still have to go up there at night." Jing Ning implied that Ye Jing'an was on the first floor, and he was there too.

Yan Shuang sighed.

"Let him sleep for a while, and when he wakes up, let him check if the mark has changed." Jing Ning said, "There are too few clues right now, so it's hard to make inferences, and it's easy to misunderstand."

Yan Shuang was indeed a little sleepy. She had eaten two loaves of bread in the morning and now she felt dizzy and started to feel dizzy.

He leaned on Jingning's shoulder. In the silence, his heartbeat became clear and smooth. He slept exceptionally long.

When he opened his eyes again, the hall was dark. Yan Shuang almost thought he had slept until the night. Jing Ning's head was pressed against his, still asleep. The loose hair on his forehead brushed against his face, making it slightly itchy.

Yan Shuang moved slowly.

"It's going to rain." Jingning said.