Fatty widened his eyes, asking incredulously, "Just like that?"
Gu Mian twitched his fingers and looked at Fatty. "What are you thinking?"
Chu Changge stepped forward to pick up sothing from the ground, intending to throw it in the garbage. As he passed by the bedroom door, he seed to notice sothing and looked inside.
There lay a dead body on the floor.
Traces of dust had been swept out from under the bed, and the computer screen on the desk was still on. Chu Changge saw information about the Ziyang City serial murders displayed on the screen.
Gu Mian looked towards the door, noticing two strangers behind Fatty—a man and a woman. It seed Chu Changge and his group had found the two remaining players. Now all nine players had gathered.
The two strangers were looking at Xiao Qiao with so surprise, evidently recognizing her.
The man stepped forward, allowing Gu Mian to see his ga nickna—"A Green Prairie Overhead."
Suppressing the urge to ask if he had a girlfriend (an urge sparked by the rather unfortunate implications of the na), Gu Mian turned to look at Chu Changge, who was walking into the bedroom.
"Did she co by herself?" Chu Changge was now crouching next to the body.
Gu Mian nodded, "Yes."
Sunlight shone through the window, illuminating the suspended dust in the room. Chu Changge crouched by the body, looking at it carefully.
The two unfamiliar players also spotted the corpse in the bedroom. Before they could express their fear, they noticed the bespectacled man, who didn’t seem easy to get along with, crouching next to the corpse, examining the horrifying body calmly, motionless.
Caoyuan gulped. "Although we’ve been through many instances, we really can’t remain so calm at the first sight of a corpse..."
The female player moved forward, allowing Gu Mian to see her ga nickna—"The Moonlight Before Bed."
He decided to address her as "Mingyue."
At this ti, the Fortune-teller also stepped forward. She looked at the body, then turned to Gu Mian, who was still sitting on the sofa. "Could you explain the origin of this body for us?"
"It walked in by itself," Gu Mian explained. "It’s a very polite corpse. It even tried knocking first."
Hearing this, the two new players had strange expressions on their faces. They turned to look at the man in doctor’s attire sitting on the sofa.
His nickna was an unusual color, the sa green as the Fortune-teller’s. The Fortune-teller had explained that this was the distinct color of their class nicknas.
Furthermore, this doctor seed to have an uncanny sense of humor, the kind who would tell jokes regardless of the situation.
Caoyuan’s gaze swept over Gu Mian, then over Xiao Qiao, and finally landed on the body. "So you let her in because she was knocking?"
"Of course not," Xiao Qiao turned her head, eager to prove her innocence. "She pushed the door open herself. When it happened, Mr. Doctor and I were both under the bed."
"Under the bed?"
The expressions of the others also turned strange. Just then, Mingyue, folding her arms, said with a knowing look, "Hiding under the bed? You should know that hiding under the bed doesn’t do any good if a ghost has its eye on you... What’s with that expression?"
Her last sentence was directed at Xiao Tuwan beside her, whose face was growing increasingly strange.
Xiao Tuwan’s expression had beco impossible to ignore. She furrowed her eyebrows tightly, finally speaking up, "They did hide under the bed, but not the way you think!"
Not that kind of hiding? Mingyue’s expression also turned strange.
Just then, the Fortune-teller interjected, "Excuse ... what happened after the body ca in?"
As she said this, she suddenly recalled a scene from the "Sweet Lover" show she had seen.
The room was full of bound, struggling ghosts. Teacher Sweet was trembling before the gleaming chainsaw, and the doctor was standing in the room, his face as relaxed as if he had just co from the restroom.
"After it ca in?" Xiao Tuwan repeated with an eerie tone, before continuing, "After she ca in, soone suddenly pounced on her from under the bed, and then she ended up as you see her now."
Hearing this, the Fortune-teller silently looked at the corpse on the floor. Now it was a genuine dead body.
Mingyue and Caoyuan were both slightly stunned. Then Mingyue, arms still folded, imdiately spoke up, "This corpse was controlled by a ghost. This ans that a corpse controlled by a ghost can’t harm us, right? Could this be the key to our escape?"
Caoyuan looked at Mingyue strangely. They didn’t know each other; they had t at Liu Ruyan’s coffee shop. His initial impression of her was of soone who smiled a lot and was quite talkative. Although a bit noisy, everything seed normal. But after coming here, Mingyue seed to have changed. Her tone had suddenly beco sowhat aggressive, and she seed to be constantly trying to get a word in.
Even Liu Ruyan sensed this aggressive attitude. She smiled, walking forward. It was then that Gu Mian noticed she was carrying a packaged drink.
"Your papaya juice." Liu Ruyan placed it on the table before Xiao Qiao.
Gu Mian’s eyebrow twitched. "You still rember this?"
By this point, Xiao Qiao had already inserted a straw and taken a sip. Noticing Gu Mian’s gaze, she turned to him. "Do you want so?"
Gu Mian quietly turned his head. "No."
Caoyuan chuckled, trying to ease the strange atmosphere. "It seems the ghosts in this instance can really control corpses. But they can’t harm us... Doctor, you’re quite sothing. How did you think of this? You weren’t scared at all, daring to pounce right on it."
Watching the naive man beside her, the Fortune-teller gave a dry laugh but said nothing.
Whether or not they could cause harm was still uncertain. She felt there was a ninety-nine percent chance that they could harm poor players like them.
Gu Mian didn’t clarify. Instead, he stated seriously, "Actually, I was terrified. But have you ever heard that extre fear can turn into anger? When a person experiences imnse terror, they subconsciously want to eliminate its source."
Really? Caoyuan and Mingyue were sowhat skeptical. They had also experienced a fair share of terrifying instances, often being cornered by ghosts, but they had never considered the idea of suddenly attacking and beating a ghost to death.
Fatty, long accustod to Gu Mian talking utter nonsense, silently nodded, pretending to agree.
His na often appeared with Gu Mian’s on the compensation announcents, so Chu Changge had ordered him to pretend he’d just t Gu Mian in instances with many players.
By this ti, Chu Changge had stood up from beside the corpse. He walked out of the bedroom and looked at Gu Mian. "We learned so other information after you left."
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