Chapter 270 The last partner, the rules of the game?



But he was stopped by Qin Nuo's gesture.

He pointed at the time and patted his chest, meaning: "Time is running out, there's no need to waste time like this, he will figure it out on his own!"

Lan Yan had no choice but to nod, then sat back and continued to pull at the old man's clothes.

"Blue Smoke's way of expressing himself is very strange, but roughly speaking, I can understand a little bit."

"Just like the second carriage, the key to this carriage's gameplay still lies in the items on the corpse."

"Could it be that he used the corpse's belongings to play a game with that woman, with the belongings being the stakes?"

Qin Nuo was guessing in his mind and was not idle either. There were still twenty minutes left, so he followed Lan Yan's example and rummaged through the things of the person sitting next to him.

First of all, there is the silver box.

Qin Nuo took some effort to snatch the silver box, opened it, and saw a wide variety of items.

Disinfectant, cotton swabs, syringes, and a large number of unknown medicines, etc.

"It's a medicine-box; so the man is a doctor."

After confirming the man's identity, Qin Nuo rummaged through the medicine box. Finding nothing worth looking at, he closed the box and put it aside.

He reached out and took the baby book again.

There were some simple pictures and nursery rhymes on it. He flipped through it a few times, put it on the table, and reached out to feel for the clothes of the corpse.

At this moment, it was not just him. After the countdown began, almost all the passengers in the car began to touch their neighbors.

Although the players were full of questions, after seeing the actions of those people, they didn't understand why, but they also started to learn.

The painting style of the entire carriage is weird.

The living passengers touched the dead passengers as if they were humiliating them. Is this the loss of humanity or the decline of morality?

Qin Nuo doesn't care about human nature and morality. They are not as important as his life.

After searching for a while, he raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered something...

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