The boundless mist is filled with cold chill, rolling with silent fear and horror, swallowing everything in silence.

There was no sound.

It was as if all the sounds were swallowed up, leaving only a terrifying and desolate silence.

But the terrifying mist was tamely around Mo Yi's side, leaving a small blank space beside him, like ordinary smoke, tamely wrapping his fingers.

Mo Yi's heart beating violently, and the rapid gasping sound almost became the only sound in the entire space.

He subconsciously pressed his left chest, and the life and death line just now made his heart rhythm soar to the highest point. Even now, his eyes were still a little blurred and dizzy.

The eyes are pure white.

——As if there is no other color in this world.

He won this big bet.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and relieved his violently pulsing heartbeat.

He guessed not long ago that Song Qi was the fog in the previous copy

So when the confrontation was just now, he chose to write in Song Qi's palm and let him find the corpses of the two brothers, rather than seeking Wang Zezhi's help, because of this consideration.

——And judging from the shocked expression of "Zhao Yicheng", the boss "Song Qi" is probably of a low level.

Mo Yi pursed his lips and suppressed the strong feeling of uneasiness that rose in his heart.

In fact, his actions - including opening the orphanage door directly, were equivalent to betting on this existence that was ignorant of joy, anger, and extremely dangerous.

This feeling beyond control is really unpleasant.

It seems like walking in the light clouds, with no real place under your feet, everything around you is full of danger and unknown, surrounded by an uncertain sense of crisis.

At this moment, the fog in front of him slowly gathered together, just like the end of the previous copy, and slowly condensed into a human form in the fog.

Song Qi.

His appearance was a little different from that in the dungeon. His extremely aggressive facial features were sharp and cold, and his pupils became lighter and lighter, as if they were flowing light gray.

He stood not far away and said, "You have discovered it long ago."

declarative sentence.

Mo Yi's eyes became slightly darker, and his whole body became tense, without an answer.

"Song Qi" continued: "It's my negligence, after all..."

He stopped halfway through his words and changed the topic as if nothing had happened:

"Wang Zezhi, I let him fall asleep. When the time for the copy comes, he will naturally be passed on to the real world."

Mo Yi's heart was relieved.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "At the beginning of the copy, that woman opened the door. Did you get in at that time?"

At that time, Mo Yi clearly remembered that the number of players he counted was nine, and after the woman opened the door, counting again became ten people.

At that time, he thought it was because the environment was too messy and counted wrongly - now it seems that it is not.

"Song Qi"'s face did not fluctuate, and he replied:

"I can't interfere with your game process in the dungeon, so you have to open the door, otherwise I will never be able to come in."

This sentence is a pun.

Mo Yi lowered his eyes slightly, and a cold curve appeared on the corners of his lips.

No wonder "Song Qi" asked him to open the door just now, instead of opening the door himself to let the fog pour in.

"Song Qi" took a step forward slowly, and a rich mist lingered around him. He stared at Mo Yi with his eyes of the same color, and his tone suddenly became slow and heavy: "You seem to have many questions."

Mo Yi looked at him and said nothing.

His low voice rang in the empty space, with a hint of bewitching meaning:

"You can change one question to another, how about it? But... only in this copy, after all, even if I want to say other information, I can't tell you."

Mo Yi looked up at the fluorescent blue countdown floating in the air: there were ten minutes left.

This deal is very cost-effective.

He looked at "Song Qi" steadily, nodded, and then asked:

"Why are the orphanages a bystander?"

This question has been haunting him since just now. Those bystanders who have paid obviously have no connection with the orphanage except on the day of the massacre. How could they become the orphanage itself?

"Song Qi" raised his eyebrows: "After starting the side mission, the dungeon will increase the difficulty. In this dungeon, it means replaying the situation on the Massacre Day, so it needs the characters who appear on the Massacre Day to help complete the replay."

He continued to step forward and said:

"The dungeon will divide its roles according to its own criteria. The orphanage building itself witnesses everything that has happened, so it is chosen as the role of bystander."

Mo Yi nodded thoughtfully and asked, "What are the standards for the role allocation of victims and perpetrators?"

"Song Qi" smiled: "This is the second problem."

Hearing this, Mo Yi couldn't help but frowned in a little annoyed manner, then nodded gently, signaling the other party to ask questions.

Song Qi asked: "How do you know where the corpses of that pair of brothers are buried?"

"First, the brothers are responsible for transporting the bodies. Second, the clue they used to give us is the game of hangman. Third, every time a player dies in this orphanage, a hanging body will appear in that place. Fourth, the direction in that poem points."

After saying that, Mo Yi paused and suddenly smiled:

"Of course, there is also that I have checked the underground and walls of all other rooms. There is no dark floor. The door is the only place I haven't checked, so of course the possibility is the greatest."

He tilted his head and thought for a while, and continued, "... Actually, the last point is the main reason."

Song Qi's brows jumped without a trace.

——So why did you just said so much?

After getting the answer, Song Qi was no longer vague, and the last question asked by Mo Yi answered:

"You suddenly became better that day. Players who chose to eat orphans were selected as victims, while players who chose to eat expensive meals were selected as victims."

Mo Yi frowned: "But isn't Sun Xiaoyan...?"

Song Qi replied: "The perpetrator only needs two characters, and the other unnecessary characters will be identified by the copy as orphans who stole the manager's food and are the first targets to be hunted."

After he said that, he moved forward one more step. At this time, the distance between him and Mo Yi was no more than an arm's length: "Now you are two problems left by me."

Mo Yi nodded helplessly, hugged his arm and waited for the other party to ask questions.

"Where did you grow up?"

This question came unexpectedly, which made Mo Yi stunned. He pursed his lips and his eyes suddenly became gloomy:

“…Red Orphanage.”

"How old are you?"

“…twenty-six.”

Song Qi nodded and said, "Okay, it's your turn."

Mo Yi's face was a little pale at this moment. He raised his dark eyes and looked straight at Song Qi, asking:

"The difficulty of this dungeon shouldn't be very big, but now it's almost a dead end. Why?"

Song Qi's movements paused slightly. He looked at Mo Yi with his light gray eyes and replied:

“…Because I affected the game progress, the game increased the difficulty of the dungeon.”

really.

So from the beginning, under the seemingly plain surface, this copy was hidden one fatal trap after another, and ultimately formed a nearly absolute death situation - if they had not opened the door at the last moment, this copy would have been their burial place.

Mo Yi looked at Song Qi, secretly tense his heartstrings as if he was facing a great enemy, waiting for his next question.

Song Qi asked:

"Do you like chocolate or fruit candy?"

--What?

Mo Yi looked confused and looked at Song Qi in a dizzy way.

What are these and what?

Unlike this strange style of painting, Song Qi looked quite serious at this moment, with his light-colored eyes staring at Mo Yi seriously, waiting for his answer.

Mo Yi had no choice but to bite the bullet and replied: "...water, fruit candy."

"Why?"

“…because, because there are more flavors?”

"Okay, I'll write it down." Song Qi nodded seriously.

Mo Yi: "..."???

What irrelevant information are you writing down? Hello!
To be continued...