Chapter 28.
"Go and choose a copy." Li Jia's familiar voice was in his ears.
Urged by her, Ning Xuanqing couldn't help but do as she said.
She looked at it on the big screen and chose a low-difficulty multiplayer copy that was more suitable for their levels.
"How about this?" Ning Xuanqing asked, "Just the two of us?"
She always felt that she should find some teammates, but it seemed as if there was an invisible hand constantly extinguishing the thoughts in her mind.
Ning Xuanqing felt her mind was a little confused. She vaguely saw Li Jia nodded in agreement, so as usual, she prepared to click into the copy.
Just as she was about to click, a sense of crisis that touched her soul suddenly arose, as if an ice pick had pierced into her head, causing a piercing pain in her brain.
wrong!
But it was too late. The moment she realized something was wrong, her finger had already touched the copy entry button.
A brief moment of clarity allowed her to see the copy label clearly.
'C-level multiplayer copy - Seven Days of Pursuit!'
At the critical moment, Ning Xuanqing endured the severe pain in her brain and reached out to grab "Li Jia" who was very close to her.
From beginning to end, neither she nor Li Jia had entered the exchange. Perhaps they were locked in as soon as they left their home. She didn't know what means the other party had used to weave such a trap invisibly!
The real Li Jia is missing at this moment, and there is definitely something fishy about the "Li Jia" next to him. Ning Xuanqing has made up his mind that even if he dies today, he will take someone with him!
"No!"
The familiar face of "Li Jia" was distorted in an instant, and when being dragged into the copy by Ning Xuanqing, he let out a fierce male roar.
'Has entered the C-level multiplayer copy Seven Days to Chase the Murderer!'
'Instance introduction: A group of people and seven detectives are imprisoned in a secret room. A terrible criminal is lurking among the crowd. In the next seven days, the detectives need to arrest a criminal every day. The truth is hidden in all the stories. Everyone has only one chance to identify. Please be careful, don't make mistakes, don't believe easily, don't follow blindly...'
'Quest requirements: survive the seventh day.'
After Ning Xuanqing regained his senses, he found himself in a large, enclosed space, surrounded by gray-black stone walls and an incandescent bulb hanging from the extremely high ceiling.
There were no windows on the wall through which one could see the outside world, and the light bulb became the only source of light, which made the already dim space appear somewhat eerie and strange.
In the middle of the empty room stood a long wooden table. The rough workmanship of the tabletop made it look very quaint. The whole room looked very much like a Western medieval style.
There were seven people sitting around the long table, including her.
The unlucky guy who was forced to come in as a scapegoat by her was sitting on her right, looking at her with uncontrollable anger.
He was a black-haired young man who looked very sloppy, the kind who had stayed at home for a month without washing his hair or taking a bath.
The young man's gaze was too hard to ignore. Facing his resentful look, Ning Xuanqing shrugged and said fearlessly, "This place suits you quite well."
Anyway, she has been trapped in the C-level copy. Although Ning Xuanqing has accepted the bad situation she is about to face, it does not mean that she is willing to live in peace with this guy.
After all, he was aiming to kill himself from the beginning.
The young man obviously realized what kind of trouble he was in, and it was all thanks to the woman in front of him.
Facing Ning Xuanqing's provocation, the young man said nothing. A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at her with a deadly look, then turned his head and looked around.
Ning Xuanqing was also observing the entire room and the people who appeared in the room.
As her eyes swept to one end of the long table, which was to her left, she couldn't help but pause.
Ning Xuanqing saw Wilde.
He sat alone at one end of the long table. The incandescent light above his head made his golden brown curly hair look like glass, while his long eyelashes cast a large shadow.
The shadow fell on his face, making his facial features more profound and three-dimensional.
At this moment, he was supporting his chin, not knowing whether he was distracted or in deep thought. When Ning Xuanqing looked at him, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked over as if he sensed something.
He nodded at her, his eyes gentle and polite.
Ning Xuanqing calmly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at other people.
There were four men and three women sitting at the long table. Except for Wilder, the other six were looking around.
It seemed that they were not familiar with each other as they had just entered the dungeon, and no one showed any intention to talk to each other for a while.
After looking around, Ning Xuanqing found that there were seven doors around the room. Those doors were also made of wood, embedded with old and rusty rivets, and looked very flimsy.
A tall and strong man walked over and pushed it, but the shabby-looking wooden door didn't move at all, which was very unreasonable.
The man turned around and found that everyone was staring at him. He didn't feel embarrassed, but was the first to break the silence: "This door is quite solid."
He then began to introduce himself: "I am Ji Anmin, my skill is high attack, and I am ranked 216th on the Heavenly Ranking."
He pointed at Wilder and said, "I came here with Wilder."
Wilder was called out, and he curled his lips helplessly. His voice was very soft but could be clearly heard by everyone, "I am Wilder, and my skill is purification."
He did not show off his ranking on the Heavenly Ranking, but that did not mean that the people present did not know it.
Any survivor who has been to the central square must have seen the Heavenly Ranking. As long as they have seen the Heavenly Ranking, they will definitely know Wilder, who is ranked first.
After knowing that there was such a strong man in charge of this copy, the others breathed a sigh of relief.
With the lead of the first two people, the other five people introduced their information one by one. After all, this is a C-level multiplayer copy, and cooperation always has a greater chance of success than fighting alone.
"I'm Luo Ping, and my skill is agility." Luo Ping had a very short buzz cut and a conspicuous scar on his temple, which made him look a bit fierce. He paused and added, "I'm from the Strongman Group."
"I'm Chen Feiluan, and my skill is disguise."
Chen Feiluan has a very nice name, but her appearance is extremely ordinary, the type that is hard to remember. Perhaps to enhance this ordinariness, she always wears the very common combination of gray and black.
"I'm Su Xiao, and I have the ability to attack mentally." Compared to Chen Feiluan's ordinariness, Su Xiao appears bright and flamboyant.
She was so beautiful that she almost looked enchanting. She winked at Wilder and said, "No. 123 on the Heavenly Ranking."
Ning Xuanqing listened quietly to everyone's self-introductions, and at the same time judged each person's personality traits based on their different reactions, and thus planned in his mind the possibility of finding an ally.
The self-introductions of the people present were only briefly mentioned, and Ning Xuanqing was even very sure that many of them had concealed their own strengths.
But this is understandable. After all, this is in a multiplayer dungeon, and sometimes teammates are as dangerous as weirdos. It is naturally impossible for them to reveal all their cards.
At this time, it was the turn of the young man on her right to introduce himself.
He just raised his hand and said casually: "Ma Kangning, the skill is hypnosis."
Hearing this, Ning Xuanqing raised her eyebrows. She finally understood how she was tricked.
In the end, only Ning Xuanqing had not introduced herself. She faced everyone's gaze, pulled up her scarf to cover half of her face, and her voice sounded a little hoarse through the scarf.
"I'm Ning Xuanqing, and my skill is Sixth Sense."
She was a complete rookie who had accidentally entered a high-end game. Instead of pretending to be cool with a bunch of big guys here, she thought it would be better to reveal her true colors.
As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who are wearing shoes. Ning Xuanqing’s biggest trump card is that he has no trump card.
But others obviously didn't think so. Except for Ma Kangning, no one knew how Ning Xuanqing entered this copy.
So when they looked at Ning Xuanqing, they treated her as a strong person.
Wilder seemed to be somewhat interested in the name of her skills, and he looked at Ning Xuanqing with a serious yet friendly look.
"When the Lord gives guidance, people often have special feelings. Miss Ning must have an extremely pure heart to be protected like this."
Ning Xuanqing smiled back at Wilder. Although he knew that this charlatan was just preaching, he had to admit that this kind of praise with high emotional intelligence was really pleasing to the heart.
This copy did not give everyone much opportunity to talk, and a door in the room slowly opened.
Along with the unpleasant creaking sound of the old wooden door, the scene behind the door slowly unfolded before the eyes of the seven people.
The light provided by the overhead bulb was not sufficient. Ning Xuanqing pushed the frame of his glasses and used all his strength to see, but he could only see the dim corridor behind the door.
It was unclear where the brick-paved aisle led to, and it was only wide enough for one adult to pass through.
After the door opened, a chilly breeze blew past everyone. The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and something was coming from the other end of the corridor.
The seven people subconsciously held their breath and waited.
Soon, a tall man walked in from the door. His face was as pale as wax, and his expression was numb and dull. He was wearing a Western police uniform, and his steps were stiff.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, it calmly walked to a place two meters away from the long table and stood still. There was a platform two centimeters above the ground, which looked like a podium.
"Welcome all detectives to help solve the case. I am the sheriff here. Today we will begin analyzing the first case." The man played the role of a host and went straight to the point.
The moment I saw it, the atmosphere in the room became inexplicably gloomy.
Except for Ning Xuanqing, everyone present was an expert who had passed through many dungeons and had already faced countless strange things.
Even so, when they saw this person, the backs of several people involuntarily tensed up.
A strong sense of crisis arose instinctively. Although it looked like just an ordinary person, almost everyone could sense the terrifying aura emanating from it.
It’s like there is a bomb inside a transparent glass cover that could explode at any time, and that bomb can easily take your life!
The person standing on the podium at this moment gave the seven people this feeling.
As the man finished speaking, more people began to walk out of the open door, and three men with equally pale faces walked in.
They stood next to the man who called himself the sheriff, facing the seven people.
The sheriff spoke again: "Please let the victim speak."
The man next to the sheriff took half a step forward.
It has a carefully groomed half-bald brown short hair and wears black-framed glasses. Its deep sunken eye sockets make it look tired, like a slave clerk who has been squeezed dry by the 996 work week.
The only unusual thing was that there was a round bullet hole in the center of this man's forehead, and a thick streak of blood mixed with brain contents extended to the bridge of his nose, but he was completely unaware of it.
"My name is Mike, I'm a company employee. One night when I was walking through an alley after get off work, two armed robbers suddenly rushed out, and then I died."
The seven people who were just about to listen to the story attentively: "......"
Ji Anmin couldn't help but ask, "Is this the end?"
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