MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 140 Endless Train (Part 6)

Zhao Jingchen listened to the young man's sloppy words and looked at the other party standing there clean and tidy, and suddenly felt that the traces of the dirty things on his body became more and more foul.

Physiological instinct forced him to desperately ingest oxygen. For a while, Zhao Jingchen was excited by Yan Wei's words, but he was speechless for a while.

When Zhao Jingchen gradually slowed down, Yan Wei had already stepped forward from the rear of the carriage.

It took him a while to walk these steps. The ground was covered with blood stains and rotten flesh that had been rotting for a long time. He was very cautious in every step, for fear of stepping on those dirty things and leaving traces.

Zhao Jingchen gritted his teeth and stood up, wiping the blood on his face. Players can't kill each other, Yan Wei is standing in front of him, he has no choice but to stare fiercely.

He said: "Yeah, unfortunately, I didn't die?"

Yan Wei thoughtlessly: "Why do you think I want you to die?"

Zhao Jingchen was taken aback.

Zhao Jingchen usually cares about his face the most. At this moment, he was made into this by ghosts, and he directly damaged his legendary props in order to save his life. Seriously, he lowered his voice and said, "You only say that if you fail? Don't hide it, I want you to die too."

Yan Wei muttered to himself: "You are still useful." It's so simple to die, there are not many clues, and the ghosts have fewer targets, so it's better to keep it.

In this dungeon, body data and perception cannot be used, but legendary items of high-level players can still be used. What he wanted was the help of Zhao Jingchen's loss of props.

Since the goal has been achieved, he doesn't care what Zhao Jingchen thinks at all, he just lowered his head slightly and looked at the traces on the ground seriously.

"It's mystifying! Who told you I set a trap?"

"Who do you think saw your sneaky actions?" Yan Wei sneered, "Everyone? Are you busy looking for something to leave? Who is free to stare at you? You are too deliberate already."

In the first bathroom, the things that were deliberately sent out, the lights that were deliberately turned on, and the door that was locked, all deliberately showed that there was someone inside and asked him to go to the next one. between.

The next door is even more deliberate.

In fact, Zhao Jingchen's layout is not bad, but it is precisely because of the perfect layout that Yan Wei feels this deliberate arrangement. After thinking about it again, the content of Zhao Jingchen's trap can be inferred.

So he did not fully open the door of the second bathroom at that time, but opened it a little, moved in sideways, and covered the two positions with cloth in the dark two mirrors, move the mirrors out and place them in the position just now.

Footsteps came from the direction of the dining car. Yan Wei didn't need to look to know who it was.

Zhao Jingchen saw Yan Ming Guang and Lin Qing approaching, and the Yuemang player he brought was not around, so he was obviously at a disadvantage now. He gave Yan Wei a cool look, and planned to bypass Yan Wei and leave.

Yan Wei happened to look up and saw Zhao Jingchen's facial features.

He? His clear and peaceful voice softened a layer of deepness: "… Zhou Tian?"

what?"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Jingchen bypassed the mess on the ground and quickly left the carriage. When he passed Yan Mingguang, Yan Mingguang also glanced at his face.

But just now, such eyes look like they come from a lazy and sloppy cat. Now, the amber-like eyes reflect the figure of Zhao Jingchen walking further and further. An alert and hostile cat.

Yan Mingguang walked to his side. The man didn't say anything, just raised his hand and patted Yan Wei's head gently.

When they first met, the man's hand, or even his bare hands, crushed the chasing skeleton, but at this moment, it gently placed it on Yan Wei's head, but there was no strength, only temperature.

Yan Wei's eyes suddenly softened.

He looked away from the direction where Zhao Jingchen left, copied his pockets with both hands, and groped for the edge of the coin with his fingertips.

Zhao Jingchen escaped from death just now, there is no way to pay attention to this ghost. Yan Wei was standing at the end of the carriage just now, behind the mirror, watching the ghosts come out and attack Zhao Jingchen with his own eyes.

"I saw a complete ghost just now, which is now broken into scum," Yan Wei said to Yan Ming Guang and Lin Qing, "There are many blunt wounds on the body? It doesn't look like it was killed by a neat trick. And there are a lot of rot worms on the corpse, like something is hidden..."

Lin Qing asked: "A damp place? There are very few worms on the ghosts, and most of them are new."

These days.

After Lin Qing finished speaking, she squatted down in front of the mess in front of Yan Wei.

This thing? Not to mention Yan Wei, who is obsessed with cleanliness, even Zhao Jingchen just now shy away from such disgusting traces. But Lin Qing didn't have feelings of disgust, disgust, or withdrawal. He didn't even frown when dealing with something that others could not avoid. He raised his hand and fished out a broken piece of fabric from the stall. .

"..." Yan Wei moved her steps away from Lin Qing's hand, and said, "This is that thing? The clothes on his body are all blood, so he can't see the pattern clearly."

Lin Qing didn't care at all, and fumbled with her fingertips? This piece of clothing, which is not the size of a palm, said, "The fabric is thick and absorbs water very well? So it was soaked with blood."

He came to a conclusion: "It's linen."

Lin Qing threw this piece of fabric aside and fished a few more pieces on the ground.

For a moment, he said, "It's all sackcloth."

Yan Wei and Yan Ming Guang looked at each other? This time, it was Yan Mingguang who spoke first: "Worker."

Workers on the train.

If the whole body is made of this kind of fabric, and it is on such an old train, it is more like a conductor or worker who needs to wear a uniform.

The information ends here.

As for the mess all over the place...the presence of the flight attendants is supposed to have the effect of cleaning up the train.

"Although death oppresses this book, many things have no origin or meaning. Unlike other copies, there is a complete story of cause and effect that can be logically deduced. But we Need to find an item that symbolizes the ladder, this item is definitely on the train. And we have two purposes, one is to find the ladder, one is to survive? Go. Whether it is to get to what that item is, or to find out more It is necessary to know the types of ghosts and possible causes of death to know more death laws and conditions."

"Two possibilities," Yan Wei raised his hand and made a "1" gesture, "The ghosts on this train are all conductors or workers on the train."

He stretched out his other hand and pointed, compared a "2", and continued: "The second possibility, both workers and passengers."

Lin Qing thought for a moment: "It seems that it has nothing to do with the bed number on the blackboard of the dining car, and it has nothing to do with why you were selected."

"Yes and no."

"?"

"These things seem unconnected because the sixteen of us, except the one who arrived first, missed the most important information."

Yan Mingguang took a bottle of mineral water they had prepared in advance from the small table. He unscrewed it and took a sip. After waiting for a while, he handed it to Yan Wei and said, "No problem."

This is what they did when they first climbed the building.

Yan Wei's memory was suddenly awakened by this action. He and Yan Mingguang once had a not-so-dramatic quarrel over this matter - he felt that Yan Mingguang was too dangerous. Ming Ming? He? He can try it for a day without dying. He can completely let him try these potentially dangerous things, whether to eat or drink water, or to anger NPCs? After all, he? Not that day will die.

They had a disagreement for the first time, and Yan Wei also lost his temper in the copy.

Afterwards, he seemed to give in, so he let Yan Mingguang stand in front of him. Fortunately, they have always been cautious, and it seems that there has been no accident because of such small details.

Yan Wei suddenly did not understand himself at that time. Such a dangerous thing, why did he give in? At that time, how did Yan Mingguang convince him?

I don't think I can remember.

Lin Qing glanced at the mouth of the bottle that was drunk by the two?: "…"

"What's the matter? Are you thirsty too?"

It seems that he was afraid that Yan Wei would directly hand over the mineral water bottle in his hand. Before Yan Wei could finish his words, Yan Ming took another bottle of mineral water and threw it directly at Lin Qing. in the arms?

Lin Qing: "…"

Yan Wei looked at Yan Ming Guang: "I think you were in the dining compartment just now? You should have noticed something?"

But when they arrived in the dining car, it was only twenty minutes after dawn. It's not dawn, no matter how high-level players are, they won't go out of the resting place when there is no accident.

In other words, Cao Qun arrived in the dining compartment at dawn.

Lin Qing's solemn eyes rolled and said, "Cao Qun was the first to arrive in the dining compartment."

"What bed size is Cao Qun?"

"I saw 1101 on the way here." Yan Ming Guang said.

Yan Wei raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "The first person to be targeted is not me, but Cao Qun."

Before the live projection of the copy of the casino building on the eighty-ninth floor.

This type of dungeon projection, even the seats are in the deepest part of the casino area, ordinary players will not come at all. There are not many high-level players who will come to watch - most of them have stopped participating in the casino, and will choose to wait for the dungeon to end and watch the complete record directly on the endless stone tablet.

Compared to the dozens of layers of dungeons that are always full of discussions before the projection, there are just a few players standing here, very quiet.

Lin Zhen rubbed his forehead, his voice was particularly prominent in this quiet situation: "Why!"