Lin Mo really didn't expect the setting of item unlocking.

It is very novel that a seemingly ordinary thing can actually become a useful prop after the characters in the plot explain its background and origin in detail.

And just from the introduction of this lipstick, you can tell what an awesome prop this is.

Apply it and you can control Liu Jian for a short period of time.

This is too fierce.

With this thing, it's too easy to pass the first level of the horror house.

But soon, a discovery greatly reduced Lin Mo's excitement.

The properties of unlocked items can be viewed.

In addition to the previous functions, this lipstick also has a line of small text below.

"Rose-red lipstick is a favorite of mature women, but it seems very fragile and may only be used once or twice before it breaks."

There are indeed usage restrictions.

Was it once or twice?

It’s not clear either.

Think of the worst and assume it can only be used once.

Then consider when to use it.

If you look at it in the long run, it should definitely be used in the next level.

In this way, Lin Mo is equivalent to having an extra super powerful fighter.

Of course this is an ideal situation. If an emergency occurs, the situation is urgent, or even life-threatening, it can only be used immediately.

In short, with this prop, you can only make money and not lose money.

What Lin Mo has to do now is to delay time.

As long as he could drag it past twelve o'clock, according to the gameplay he deduced, he could pass this first level.

Two customers have died now.

Aunt and Nine-Pattern Dragon.

No one knows where the remaining five people are hiding. Lin Mo plans to do a good deed to help them and himself at the same time.

"That fire wasn't an accident, was it?"

Lin Mo began to ask Liu Jian questions.

Chatting is definitely a great way to delay time.

We were so engrossed in the conversation that twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Of course, chatting is a technical job. If the chat is superficial, or if the other party is not interested in the topic, the other party will lose the desire to chat. If the chat is in-depth, and the other party is interested in or even sensitive topics, then of course you can achieve your goal, but you have to grasp the degree, otherwise, you will easily end up chatting yourself to death.

The topic of the fire that seriously injured Lin Rou is quite sensitive.

If the conversation goes wrong, things might go wrong.

But Lin Mo felt that as Lin Rou's "best friend", he would not anger Liu Jian.

If worst comes to worst, there’s always lipstick as a base.

If the owner of the horror house really goes crazy, Lin Mo will put on lipstick to stop him.

When he heard about the fire, Liu Jian's expression did change.

With anger and murderous intent.

If he hadn't been facing Lin Mo, he might have gone crazy and killed someone.

"Xiao Rou, did I tell you?"

Liu Jian asked at this time.

Lin Mo's mind raced, and he shook his head: "She didn't say much, she had a strong hatred for the fire."

This is complete nonsense.

When Lin Mo saw Lin Rou's condition before, he could see that the hatred in her had never stopped.

"How can I not hate her? Humph, if it weren't for that fire, she wouldn't have become what she is now..."

"It's not an accident after all." Lin Mo said.

"Of course not. Someone set the fire on purpose. But it doesn't matter. I skinned almost all the people involved in this incident and gave them to Xiaorou. Logically, the revenge has been taken."

Liu Jian’s words made Lin Mo’s heart skip a beat.

As expected, there was something behind this fire.

Lin Mo immediately thought about it.

The classmate who is seeking his own death may be a rich second-generation boy who cannot get love, or a green tea bitch who is jealous of Lin Rou's beauty and gentleness, or even a perverted head teacher and an old janitor who appears honest but is twisted in heart.

In short, someone set the fire for some purpose and harmed Lin Rou.

It's easy to imagine that the young girl was severely burned and not only suffered unimaginable physical pain, but also had to endure the psychological and mental torture brought about by the disfigurement.

If it were Lin Mo himself, he would also become a perverted murderer.

Maybe by then I will be even more perverted than Lin Rou.

At this moment, Lin Mo really felt sympathy for Lin Rou.

As for what Liu Jian said, logically speaking, the revenge has been taken, which means that it is possible that it has not been taken.

"Is there any fish that slipped through the net?" Lin Mo asked immediately.

Liu Jian obviously admired Lin Mo's "intelligence".

"Yes, there was one person who went to the party that year who I haven't killed yet, but I can't find her. If I can peel off her skin, it will be perfect."

Lin Mo asked, after searching for such a long time and still not finding him, is it hard to find him? "Yes, it is hard to find him."

"I'll help you find it." Lin Mo said subconsciously.

Just as he finished speaking, a red prompt appeared in his sight.

"Please note, player psychopath, you have triggered a hidden mission. This mission is attached with a large amount of hatred. After completing the mission, there will be a super high reward and a large amount of points."

Lin Mo took a look at the prompt and felt very excited.

I am indeed an expert at the game. I can trigger hidden tasks just by playing around.

But the next moment, he saw the second half of the prompt.

"Because this mission is attached with terrible hatred, if you fail to help Liu Jian and Lin Rou complete the mission, you will be swallowed up by their hatred and die without a burial place."

Good job.

There is no place to bury the dead.

Can I refuse to accept it? Obviously not.

Lin Mo couldn't find the reject button at all.

This is a bit of a scam. Although the reward is good, the punishment is also severe.

But since it is a mission, there must be clues, so Lin Mo decided to give it a try.

Because at least in the process of searching for the one who slipped through the net, Liu Jian and even Lin Rou's favorability towards him would skyrocket.

This is a hidden benefit.

In other words, even if Lin Mo didn't delay now, Liu Jian would not attack him at this first level.

If you want to take action, you have to wait until the hidden mission fails.

Lin Mo is serious about completing the hidden mission.

He began to ask Liu Jian for information about the person who had escaped the net.

"The one who slipped through the net is our classmate, and she has a very good relationship with Lin Rou. Her name is Lu Ping..."

Lin Mo waited for a while, but Liu Jian didn't continue talking, so he couldn't help but ask, "That's all?"

Liu Jian nodded: "No more!"

"So you only know one person's name?"

"Yeah, what else?"

Lin Mo looked at Liu Jia, who looked as if it was a matter of course, and had an urge to hit him in the face with a brick.

It’s a pity that the brick is not with me.

Otherwise, I will beat him to death.

"It's just one name. How can you ask me to help you find it?" Lin Mo had the urge to give up, but as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the face of the horror house owner in front of him changed.

Not only that, the door of the room behind him creaked and opened a crack.

Waves of horrible hatred seeped out from within.

Good job.

It turned out that Lin Rou was eavesdropping behind the door.

You realize that you are about to give up, so you plan to talk to yourself in person?

Forget it.

If you are patient, you will have peace; if you take a step back, you will have a broad horizon.

I, Lin Mo, have seen all kinds of scenes. My real self is not here, otherwise, I would chop you perverted couple into pieces and make dumplings with them. Do you believe it?

"I think there's a name that can be used. I will definitely help you find this Lu Ping. Don't worry."

Lin Mo spoke very loudly.

The next moment, the door behind him creaked and closed again. The owner of the horror house in front of him once again showed a simple smile on his face.

It was as if the one who was about to turn hostile just now was not him at all.

There is no way, we have already boarded the pirate ship and cannot get off.

Let's ask for clues more carefully.

Liu Jian said he couldn't remember more, he only knew the name over and over again.

Lin Mo guessed that maybe this 'Lv Ping' was in another level of the horror house, so he could look for her later.

Just at this moment, the clock on the wall rang.

The clock struck twelve midnight.

Liu Jian looked up, and the murderous intent and malice in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

"The Killing Day is over!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately said: "Dear customers, congratulations on passing the first level of the horror house. Now, please go to the second level and continue our wonderful horror journey."

No one came out.

Even Lin Mo thought that this was unbelievable.

The skinned old lady in the corridor was still dripping with blood, and the Nine-Patterned Dragon on the ground was also cold.

The air was filled with the smell of blood.

Just ask, who in their right mind would believe it? Who would dare to come out? But Lin Mo knew the inside story, so he knew that Liu Jian, the owner of the horror house, was not lying.

Liu Jian was not in a hurry at this moment. He continued to shout: "The second level of the horror house will be opened in six hours. Everyone hurry up and get out of the exit and wait in the waiting area for the second level."

After shouting several times, he took Lin Mo to the front of the corridor, took out a key, and opened the iron door that had been closed before.

Sure enough, there is more than one exit here.

Walk out of the iron gate, pass through a corridor, lift the curtain in front, and you will arrive at the entrance waiting area of ​​the second level.

There are chairs for people to rest, as well as equipment for drinking water and even entertainment.

Lin Mo saw the clown fortune-telling machine at a glance.

Opportunity.

There are no other customers now, only the horror house owner Liu Jian.

And Lin Mo can be sure that Liu Jian is not a player.

So if we don’t use this fortune-telling machine now, when will we use it?

Lin Mo walked over and took out a coin from his pocket.

This coin is the same one he had before, the bronze one.

At present, it is estimated that it will take some time to complete the large scene of the horror house, so Lin Mo needs more guidance and tips about this scene.

In addition to this bronze coin, he now has three "silver coins" obtained from the first level. There are patterns on the silver coins, and their functions are currently unknown.

At this time, the horror house owner Liu Jian walked to the front counter, sat down, and started writing something.

No one was watching Lin Mo.

He stuffed the bronze coin in without hesitation.

A familiar startup sound was heard, and the clown in the glass cabinet raised his head and gave Lin Mo a weird smile.

"Psychopath, long time no see, you look good, but you must remember to keep your promises to others. If you break your promises, you will die. Also, I smell the scent of money from you, and that smell is so addictive."

After saying this, the clown lowered his head and remained motionless.

A bronze coin in exchange for just this sentence? It's a rip-off.

What the clown said about promising others should be referring to the agreement with Liu Jian and Lin Rou.

Lin Mo had no intention of breaching the contract.

As for the smell of money, could it be that the little scandal smelled of silver coins? Now Lin Mo has roughly figured it out. After the bronze silver coins are put into the clown fortune-telling machine, the predictions and hints obtained are completely random and depend on luck.

The hints you may get are useful.

Just like before, Lin Mo was possessed by the European Emperor and got the address of the fake person's origin in Qianlong City.

The value of that tip is unquestionable.

The hints you get may not be very meaningful.

Just like this time.

Lin Mo looked back and still no one came out from the exit of the first level.

After taking out the three silver coins, Lin Mo glanced at Liu Jian at the bar again.

The other person was still writing with his head down.

Lin Mo then put the silver coin engraved with the medicine bottle into the clown fortune-telling machine.

The clown in the fortune-telling machine looked up again.

This time, the Joker let out a satisfied hum.

"The taste of silver coins is endless."

The next moment, the clown took out a small bottle of medicine from his pocket and threw it into the delivery port. The medicine fell down through the gap. Lin Mo took a look and reached out to take it out from the delivery port below.

"So, this thing can not only tell fortunes, but also sell goods?"

Lin Mo muttered to himself.

He looked at the medicine.

It's white, not big, and looks a bit like the box that holds vitamin pills.

Looked at the properties.

"Pain pills."

Just these four words, nothing else.

There were no prophetic hints, just this little bottle of pills.

Lin Mo now roughly understood the role of silver coins.

Bronze coins can be used to obtain random hints and predictions.

Silver coins, on the other hand, have specific functions and effects.

For example, the silver coin that was thrown in before had a pattern of a medicine bottle on it, so when Lin Mo finally put it in, he got a bottle of medicine.

As for the type of medicine, Lin Mo guessed that it might also be random.

This time he was given pain pills.

He also had two silver coins.

One is engraved with a question mark, and the other is engraved with a sword.

I can’t understand the question mark, but the one with a sword engraved on it, could it be a silver coin that can be used to obtain weapons?

Try it!

Lin Mo took out the silver coin engraved with a sword and stuffed it into the clown fortune-telling machine.

The clown inside became excited again as if he had taken drugs. This time he didn't say anything. Instead, he chuckled and took out a rusty wrench from somewhere behind him.

Then threw it out.

Ding bang fell down.

Lin Mo thought he had seen it wrong.

"I had high hopes, spent a silver coin, and in the end I was given a wrench? And it was a second-hand one."

Pick up the wrench from the ground.

Although it's a little broken and old, it's actually quite handy.

The portion is enough.

Most people can't bear this kind of blow.

Look at the properties.

"Seven people died tragically at the hands of this murderous weapon. Malice and resentment were entangled in it, giving it extraordinary destructive power."

It doesn’t look that good, but its properties seem to be pretty good.

Anyway, it is much stronger than the small dagger that Lin Mo inherited from the previous scene, and it feels different.

Two silver coins were exchanged for a bottle of painkillers and a wrench.

Lin Mo casually stuffed the wrench into his lower back.

From now on, he will be a car mechanic.

And a silver coin.

I won't keep it. I'll just put it in and see what happens. There's a 'question mark' drawn on this silver coin, so I don't know what will happen.

After stuffing the silver coin in this time, the clown raised his head and said to Lin Mo: "So, mental patient, what do you want to ask?"

Lin Mo was stunned at first, then became excited.

It is possible to ask questions proactively.

It seems like you can ask anything.

In Lin Mo's opinion, the silver coins with question marks are the ones that are truly valuable.

Lin Mo started to think at this time.

There were so many things he wanted to ask.

About brother Lin Yuan, about the whereabouts of the Glutton, about the current situation of the captain and Xi Wenjun, and about where the players are.

Of course, the fish that was caught in the net, Lu Ping, is also there.

These all need answers.

But apparently, he could only ask one question.

The clown fortune-telling machine is more like an advanced version of the pen fairy.

You have to think about what to ask.

He can't ask the clown fortune-telling machine how many questions you can answer. If the other party answers one and then says that he has answered all the questions, then Barbie Q will be in trouble.

After thinking about it, Lin Mo still wanted to ask about his brother Lin Yuan.

Compared with other things, Lin Mo is more concerned about this matter now.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo asked, "Where is my brother Lin Yuan?"

After asking, I waited for the result excitedly.

The clown in the glass window heard the question and began to ponder for half a minute.

Lin Mo felt that he had described it correctly. The clown seemed to be really in deep thought. Looking at its thoughtful expression and its constipated look, it must be exploring something.

It looks like there is a way.

Lin Mo was even more excited.

As a result, half a minute later, the clown's eyes began to roll around, and after letting out a shrill and weird laugh, he reached out and twisted his own head, turning it 720 degrees in one direction.

Lin Mo was stunned by this wave of operations.

With a snap, the clown's head was twisted off.

There were glowing wires sticking out from his neck, and it looked like there was a short circuit, and smoke was coming out.

Bang.

A silver coin fell out from the coin return port below.

It was the 'question mark silver coin' that Lin Mo had just thrown in.

"You, what do you mean?"

Lin Mo held the silver coin and thought to himself that twenty thousand alpacas were running wildly.

Obviously, the clown fortune-telling machine had completely broken down at this time. There were crackling lights and fire inside, and a pungent smell was coming out of the machine.

Lin Mo took a few steps back.

Don't let this blow up.

What's going on? I just asked a question, is it really that serious? If you don't know, just say no, why hurt yourself? But he was quite honest, he didn't swallow the silver coins, but returned them honestly, for which Lin Mo wanted to give him a thumbs up.

This actually made Lin Mo feel embarrassed.

He looked at the owner of the horror house with some guilt and found that the owner seemed to have not noticed the situation here at all, or in other words, in Liu Jian's eyes, there was no such thing as a clown fortune-telling machine.

Lin accepted this explanation by default.

Maybe the Joker Fortune Telling Machine can only be seen by the player.

There were still six hours before the next level started. Lin Mo sat down on the chair and took off the VR device.

“Playing games is so tiring.”

Lin Mo got up and moved around.

Since I bought a device that can control the movement of the character with a handle, I can now play games while sitting or lying down.

I looked at the time and found that more than an hour had passed since the game started.

But the process is absolutely wonderful, and there are many places worth remembering.

Lin Mo must continue to play the second level, and once you start playing the game of Death Chamber, it is impossible to quit easily. You must go through the scenes that need to be carried out. If you don’t, the end result will be death.

At present, we only know that this game seems to be a level between the real world and the nightmare world. More specific things are yet to be explored and discovered.

Lin Mo looked at the time.

The flow rate of in-game time and displayed time is consistent.

There are still more than five hours, enough for Lin Mo to handle some daily work.

I walked around the office and found nothing to do.

The peace agreement proposed by the dummy is still under review by the General Administration, and no results will be available for the time being.

At least in the next one or two days, everything will be calm over there with the dummies, and nothing will happen.

The people below will be responsible for filing and tracking the family members who have been found.

Lin Mo, on the contrary, was quite free.

"How about going in and talking to Liu Jian again?"

Lin Mo thought about it and thought there was nothing to talk about.

He turned on the computer on his desk and looked up some information.

The computers of the Security Bureau have relatively high permissions and can access various confidential systems.

Including the archive systems of local police departments.

Lin Mo suddenly had an idea at this time, and he searched the name "Liu Jian" in the file system.

This is pure boredom.

But unexpectedly, the result that popped up on the page made Lin Mo's pupils shrink.

(End of this chapter)