Chapter 186: Ghost Hunting Game 18
Wan Xiaoning pulled out all three bodies and put them together.
Two of them were women and one was a man. All of them had swollen faces, bleeding from the mouth and nose, and appeared to have died with their eyes open.
Yu Ke stared at the faces of the three corpses carefully, trying hard to remember their appearances so that she could recognize them at first sight if she saw them again.
These are all mission objectives.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise coming from outside.
Yu Ke raised her little head and looked towards the door. Wan Xiaoning had already quietly approached the door with the props in her hand.
But then the noise outside became smaller and smaller, gradually fading away, and no longer coming towards them.
Wan Xiaoning frowned in thought, then turned to Yu Ke and said, "I want to follow and see."
Yu Ke subconsciously looked at Jing Chun.
Seeing that he had no objection, she immediately took out her black cloak and asked Wan Xiaoning: "Shall we leave now?"
"Yes." Wan Xiaoning took out a prop and stuffed it into Yu Ke's pocket, "Use this to contact us when the time comes."
The figures of the three people disappeared into the room one by one.
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"What's the use of this clue?"
Zheng Dingren looked at the note in his hand, then looked at the moon in the sky, his expression somewhat annoyed.
He is not a ghost, so the moon in the ghost world is red, and even if it is colorful, it is none of his business.
Shit, this is the only clue I got after using two transfer props? What a fucking waste of points.
After cursing a few words under his breath, Zheng Dingren raised his eyes and looked around.
He was now in a shower room, which was not very large, with only three cubicles. He could see the entire space with just a few more steps.
Apart from the bathing facilities that are required in a shower room, there is nothing else.
Zheng Dingren was somewhat unwilling.
Thinking of the clues hidden in the wall of the table tennis room, he couldn't help but think of breaking down the wall.
He actually did it.
However, the end result was simply the destruction of a wall and the waste of a prop.
"Damn it!"
After making himself look dirty and getting nothing in return, Zheng Dingren pushed open the shower door and left, cursing.
Not long after walking along the passage, he met a man and a woman.
Among them, the large red birthmark on the woman’s face was particularly eye-catching, and Zheng Dingren always felt as if he had seen it somewhere.
When the man and woman opposite saw him, their originally cold and sarcastic expressions suddenly became friendly.
"Who are you?"
Ever since the throat piercing incident involving Wu Jiaojiao, Zheng Dingren has been wary of everyone he doesn't know.
He did not answer their questions. He just wanted to walk past them expressionlessly and just be a passer-by in each other's lives.
But the two men had no intention of letting him go. They blocked the narrow corridor on the left and right, blocking his way.
Zheng Dingren took out his props cautiously, ready to yo-yo at any time, "What do you mean?"
The man gave a gentle smile, asking him not to misunderstand.
"You are also a player, right? The situation in this dungeon is very complicated. We think it is necessary to unite all the players and work together to pass it."
"We have already agreed to join forces with some players, but in order to increase our chances of winning, we want to find as many players as possible to join us."
"It's the agreed meeting time now. We're just about to go there. Are you coming too?"
Zheng Dingren, who had originally made up his mind not to respond to them, immediately wavered after hearing these words.
The clues he had were too few and he had no idea how to pass the level.
Therefore, he definitely couldn't miss this opportunity to get clues for free.
Zheng Dingren looked up and looked at the two men carefully, trying to determine whether they could be trusted.
After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was still very credible.
After all, there was no need for the ghost to go to so much trouble to deceive him, right?
So he nodded and accepted the man's invitation, "Okay, where are we going?"
The man's smile widened a little, and he motioned for him to follow him, "This way. By the way, my name is Zhuang Haobo, what should I call you?"
"Zheng Dingren."
Zhuang Haobo seemed to be very interested in Zheng Dingren and kept bringing up new topics to chat with him.
In the process, the woman unknowingly fell behind the two men.
At first, Zheng Dingren would look back at her from time to time out of concern, but as he chatted with Zhuang Haobo, his attention was distracted, until he completely forgot the existence of the woman behind him.
He was busy bragging to Zhuang Haobo about the heroic deeds he had fabricated.
The woman finally waited until the time was right, quietly approached Zheng Dingren, and suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder.
The unsuspecting Zheng Dingren was so frightened that his voice became limp. He took out his props and turned around with a look of fear.
The woman quickly raised her hands and took two steps back to show that she meant no harm.
"I'm sorry, are you okay? I didn't mean to do that, I just wanted to talk to you."
After Zheng Dingren reacted, his face turned red. He felt very embarrassed and couldn't help but get angry.
"Just talk if you want to, why are you filming me!?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't be angry." The woman comforted him kindly.
Given her good attitude, Zheng Dingren's anger gradually subsided.
"Forget it this time, but be more careful next time."
He glanced at the red birthmark on the woman's face, and the familiar feeling came to his mind again, and he couldn't help but ask.
"Have we met before? What's your name?"
Maybe after hearing the name he would remember where he had seen her.
The woman concealed the coldness in her eyes and said her name with a somewhat surprised expression.
Zheng Dingren frowned.
Is that Wang Lingan? He has no impression of this name.
But he always felt subconsciously that something was wrong, and his intuition told him that he must remember where he had seen Wang Lingan.
This is important.
He was distractedly searching for his past memories, and when he heard Zhuang Haobo's deliberately flattering words, he had no intention of responding and just said a few perfunctory words.
Zhuang Haobo narrowed his eyes, realized something, and exchanged glances with Wang Lingan.
The atmosphere became quiet for a moment.
Until he was about to walk out of the passage, Zheng Dingren still couldn't remember where his feeling of familiarity with Wang Lingan came from.
But he suddenly remembered another seemingly unrelated thing.
When he met Wu Jiaojiao before, it seemed to have scared him from behind several times like this...
Thinking of this, a strong feeling of uneasiness suddenly came over me.
Just at this moment, he stepped out of the passage and saw a tennis court in front of him.
Zheng Dingren slowed down his pace.
At that moment he didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, he raised his head and looked at the sky, then suddenly stopped and widened his eyes.
Completely different from the scenes I had seen before, this time there were two moons hanging in the sky at the same time.
One was the white moon he had seen, and the other... was red.
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