Late at night.
All the patients in the asylum had returned to their rooms to rest.
After the recent events, many were uneasy and unable to sleep.
Especially the players.
To them, ti was life.
They knew very well that the killer would never stop!
The lights in the hallway were turned off, and a cold silence spread.
All was silent.
At this mont, even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard!
Many players were on high alert, ready to face any impending danger.
During the day, the forensic expert Chen Long was especially vigilant, with a blue fla Gatling gun on his shoulder, staring intently at the door in front of him.
As expected, a series of heavy and slow footsteps echoed from the end of the hallway, making everyone who was still awake tense up!
Sure enough... the killer had appeared!
The footsteps slowly moved forward along the hallway, accompanied by the sound of tal scraping on the floor, making everyone’s hair stand on end!
Was it a knife?
To make such a sound... it must weigh dozens of pounds, right?
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"Black-faced Zhang Fei..."
The killer spoke, his voice strange.
"Stealing the imperial horse!"
"Red-faced Zhang Fei battles Changsha!"
"Blue-faced Zhang Fei, white-faced Zhang Fei..."
Who is Zhang Fei?
Everyone was confused by what they heard.
The person sang as he moved forward, passing Zhao Yi's door, passing the boy's door... all the way to Chen Long's door at the end of the hallway and stopped.
Chen Long's heart... was in his throat!
Had the killer chosen him tonight?
The other party didn't seem ready to co in and kill him imdiately.
Instead, there was a constant clattering outside the door, doing sothing unknown.
The Gatling gun in Chen Long's hand... was already preheated!
As soon as the door opened, he would definitely fire imdiately!
Moreover...
His two teammates were also ambushed in the room!
Tonight, they were just waiting for the killer to fall into their trap!
Chen Long's face was ferocious.
His teammates' faces were ferocious.
Open the door... open the door!
For fuck's sake, open the door!
Click—
A sudden and subtle sound was heard.
Maybe from the door, maybe from sowhere else.
The next mont,
The sound of a heavy object falling and a piercing scream spread throughout the entire building!
A large amount of blood seeped out from under the door.
Seeing the blood seeping from the door, people outside frantically knocked and pounded on the door, quickly breaking it open, and the scene inside shocked them!
Everyone rushed out of their rooms, heading towards the room where the scream ca from!
Just as Zhao Yi was about to leave, he heard the sound of the toilet flushing next door.
First, the lid was closed, then flushed.
Then, the boy also left the room, following the crowd to the room at the end.
As Zhao Yi passed the boy's room, he glanced inside.
The toilet lid was open, not closed.
Luo Qili also noticed this and gave Zhao Yi a look.
"I think your neighbor is suspicious."
Zhao Yi glanced at her without speaking.
But his eyes made Luo Qili understand that Zhao Yi had been watching the boy next door for a long ti.
In the ga, when a player dies, items disappear with the player.
But in the real world and in the Tide of Demon Spirits, they don't.
However, all the players' attention was drawn to the tragic scene of Chen Long and his teammates.
But Zhao Yi noticed the Gatling gun hidden behind the door.
"Please, everyone, make way, make way... I'm a doctor!"
"Yes!"
"Everyone, make way, I'm a doctor... alright!"
Wearing a hospital gown.
Among a group of patients.
In an asylum.
Zhao Yi squeezed into the room with the impeccable excuse of being a 'doctor.'
After a thorough investigation.
The Gatling gun was in hand.
Alright, investigation complete.
"Based on my deduction..."
"If I'm not mistaken..."
Zhao Yi's tone was heavy.
Many people perked up their ears to listen.
Including the players and the audience in the live streaming room.
"The three people on the ground... are probably dead."
Everyone: ...
Audience: ...
Damn!
What kind of investigation was that!
These three people's heads were chopped off, don't we know they're dead?
You clearly went in to loot the gear!
Seeing Zhao Yi being so unreliable, other players couldn't help but shift their attention to the person with a face painted with oil paint, holding a large knife.
He had blood on him, a knife in hand.
And he happened to be at the door of Chen Long's room.
"He's the killer!"
A particularly clever player pointed at the knife-wielding person, shouting loudly.
But the system didn't send a notification that the task was completed.
Proving he was wrong.
He would now face the killer's pursuit.
The player's face turned pale, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Mom!"
"I'm done for!"
"I can't repay the 50,000 points I borrowed!"
The accused patient took off his costu, threw away the knife, and raised his hands.
"I'm not the killer!"
"I just ca out to slay gods!"
He wiped his face, removing most of the colorful paint.
Soone in the crowd exclaid.
"Old Three?"
"You're having an episode again?"
Old Three indignantly said:
"I'm just protecting Kara!"
"Those gods have invaded Kara! Fellow patients, join in slaying the gods!"
"......"
The misunderstanding was cleared, and the players helped the female manager deal with the three corpses. The white-skinned police didn't want to waste any more ti in the asylum, and no matter how much the female manager cried, it was useless.
In the desolate and cold garden, three people stood side by side.
Zhao Yi spoke:
"Manager... although you might find it unreliable for to say this, no one outside will co to help us now."
"If we don't find the real killer, more people will die!"
"Now we can only rely on ourselves."
In the past, the female manager would never trust the patients in the asylum.
She knew these people's minds were sowhat abnormal.
But now...
She had no choice.
And the thin, handso patient in front of her seed very trustworthy.
"I want to ask you a question."
"Where has the director of this asylum gone?"
The female manager wiped her tears, choking up:
"The director disappeared not long ago, we contacted the police... but there's been no news..."
"Maybe the director is also..."
Luo Qili curiously asked, "Didn't you contact any reporters?"
"Once this matter gets out, it should attract so attention, right?"
The female manager shook her head, wiping her tears, looking troubled.
"We can't let it get out..."
"The reason the asylum still receives a substantial amount of funding every year is because of the director... once news of the director's disappearance or death gets out, the asylum will quickly fall into a financial crisis without any source of inco!"
Zhao Yi blinked, gently patting the female manager's shoulder.
"Alright, I understand."
"Manager, you should go rest... no matter what you hear, don't open the door."
"As for the killer... we'll help handle it!"
After sending the female manager back, Luo Qili's previously clear thoughts beca muddled again.
"Why did you suddenly ask about the director?"
Zhao Yi's gaze followed the hallway, through the night, locking onto a distant room.
"Because I haven't seen him, so I'm curious."
"So many patients have died, and he hasn't shown up."
"As the director, that's not right."
"I had already overlooked this person, but not long ago, that boy ntioned him to once..."
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