Absurd Deduction Game

Chapter 183 Alice in Hell (16) - Who can a serious person keep a diary?

 Dust quietly lives in the dark corridor. No one remembers when it existed, and when it was swept away by a gust of wind without a care.

The grandeur of the castle and the brilliance of gemstones shining everywhere have nothing to do with the fifth floor. It is dark, closed, and you can hear the drop of a needle. It is isolated in suffocating dullness and has not seen a trace of light for a long time. What occasionally breaks the silence can only be thick drops of blood dripping from unknown corners. They dry up with the passage of time, leaving no trace of their original appearance.

Today is different. In the old castle where time is blurred, someone has set foot here more than once.

Accompanied by light, fast and slightly chaotic footsteps, two human silhouettes appeared at the entrance of the stairs, red highlights burning vaguely in the darkness, making it difficult to distinguish.

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Suddenly, the red dot moved upwards, and a short but hard blowing sound sounded, followed by a bright firelight that suddenly cut through the darkness, as if it was the only trace of vitality rising in the dead silence.

Zeng Lai breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's bright, it's bright."

The ignition of Huozhezi is not as convenient as modern tools. He rubbed it for a long time before getting some sparks, making it last like an ember of paper ash. When it is time to use it, just blow it or flick it quickly to burn it. On fire.

The burning of the light made the dust in the air more obvious than the last time they came. Even those who are not mysophobic can't help but feel a stale smell and cover their mouths and noses.

At this time, Zeng Lai was covering his mouth with his left hand while insisting on making some noise to break the loneliness, causing his voice to sound like it was being muffled in a vat, buzzing.

Yu Xing squinted his eyes to adjust to the surrounding environment, casually shook up the small static dust in the air, and closed his mouth without responding.

This corridor they visited last time was divided into three branches of about the same width starting from the stairwell. At that time, I couldn't see anything, so I could only rummage around blindly. This time, with the fire seal held by Zeng Lai in his right hand, I could see the surroundings clearly.

The corridors were older than he thought. The three corridors were surprisingly similar. There were dirty marks on the floor tiles. Broken cabinets or tables were piled on both sides like garbage, taking up a lot of walking space.

The walls on both sides have signs of peeling off, and the area close to the ground has been smoked black. A little higher up, someone used red paint to draw some unusual graffiti, such as exaggerated kindergarten-level eyes, and a little girl. A simple drawing of a lamb, and people with no faces.

This is what Yu Xing saw the moment the light appeared. Two seconds later, he raised his eyebrows and said to Zeng Lai: "Look forward a little..."

He didn't say which direction to look in, so Zeng Lai tilted the fire folder toward the corridor where the small wooden box was found, and illuminated an endless road that was empty of tables and cabinets. Beyond the range of the fire was darkness, which made people fearful for no reason.

 “What the hell!?”

However, it was this emptiness that made Zeng Lai say something rude. He waved the fire stick and looked to the side: "Why is there nothing?"

 The biggest shock to them is to have nothing.

Because the last time they came here, they could clearly see that there was a sculpture taller than a man standing in the middle of each corridor, not to mention that there was an abyss blood formation printed on top of the corridor where they found the small wooden box.

 But now, not only the sculpture is gone, but the blood array is also gone.

Yu Xing was neither surprised nor panicked by this. In his opinion, whatever the ghost did that had not yet collected specific information was within the expected range, let alone something as common as "running away with long legs." He just murmured: "Did you move to another place?"

 Where was it transferred?

 The devil knows.

 Maybe he’s on the road ahead, or he may have gone to the lower level, I can’t say for sure.

Zeng Lai shook the fire fold again. The light and shadow around him followed his movements, and the shadows of the two people also swayed in his sight, which was strange and scary. He said: "There is no way. From now on, we should pay more attention to whether there are blood formations around us. The other sculpture...if it was not moved by humans, it is basically a ghost type. I don't know what its attack conditions are. We have to Be careful."

 “I know, let’s go.” Yu Xing said that he followed the teachings of his predecessors, and then walked towards the unknown road.

In order to prepare for accidents, his mask was hung loosely on his hair. If he saw Alice's eyes again, he only needed to pull the mask down to cover his face.

Zeng Lai rushed in front of him and acted as a pathfinder.

For a moment, Yu Xing could only hear the footsteps of him and Zeng Lai, and at most his own heartbeat, which was faintly thumping, indicating how quiet the fifth floor was.

When they came across a cabinet quietly placed by the wall, the two of them would stop and investigate. Five minutes later, they still only found some miscellaneous items.

Yu Xing put the glass beads he saw into his pocket and glanced at the road ahead.

 There seems to be a room in front.

This is good news for them. Even if they fail to find the key in the room, they can still complete the task of occupying the room. There is only one thing - they need to be careful about the ghosts that may be hiding in the room.

The two quickly arrived at the first room. Yu Xing glanced into the cat's eye. As expected, it was also dark inside and couldn't see anything. Naturally, he couldn't judge the situation inside.

They looked at each other, and Yu Xing held the door handle, pushed it down, and opened the door gently.

The old door made an uncontrollable creaking sound, and gradually opened a crack. The darkness faded back in the light of the fire, revealing the original appearance of the room.

This is a very ordinary bedroom, with a much simpler style than the one provided to tourists on the third floor. It basically has a bed, a small sofa, a table, a chair, and a room for storing sundries. lockers.

Oh, one more thing, an oval mirror.

The mirror appeared here a bit unexpectedly. Yu Xing took another look and saw the lamp on the table through the light.

He touched it and quickly found the button. After pressing it, the desk lamp turned on. Although the light was not strong, it was enough to help people see.

He turned to Zeng Lai and said: "There is no danger in this room for the time being. Take a look at the room opposite. If it is also safe, we will search separately and occupy the room by the way."

The new one-minute countdown that appeared on the system panel proved that no one had been to this corridor. Since there was no need for fire lamps to illuminate the room, it was better to make use of the time.

Zeng Lai nodded. He felt that this newcomer thought very quickly and could make the same decisions as him without his reminding.

For safety reasons, Zeng Lai did not close the door when he left. If something happened in the room, Yu Xing would still have time to run away.

In this way, Yu Xing listened to the sound of Zeng Lai opening the doors of other rooms behind him. After confirming that there was no accident, he returned his attention and conducted a carpet search of his room.

According to the routines in the horror games he has played, there are roughly three types of rooms in the open map. The first is where key items or clues are hidden, the second is where frightening scenes are designed for players to trigger, and there is another There is no direct function, but it is set here to extend the game time for players to explore, and by the way, it can be used as a sight or a hiding place for ghost cards.

  If there is a room that does not have the above three functions, then the game can most likely be deleted. It is not fun. It is a **** game that ruined my youth.

The room in front of you obviously has no hiding space for tourists, and it is not a functional room - essential places such as the electrical control room and kitchen are also included in the third category. In this bedroom, even the bed is connected to the ground. There is no bottom to drill into, and there are no tables or chairs to lock into place.

Yu Xing licked his dry lips and glanced vaguely at the mirror. There was nothing unusual.

Although the world created by Absurd Deduction is not a game space in the traditional sense, its model draws heavily on game elements—as you can tell from the full name of Absurd Deduction Game. He believed that differentiation-level deduction games would not tolerate such low-quality mistakes, so whether it was the first or the second type, he was quite looking forward to it.

Yu Xing rummaged around on the table, ignoring the useless decorations for the time being, and found a bottle of medicine without a label.

Just looking at the appearance, he naturally couldn't tell that it was medicine. Fortunately, the medicine bottle was very different, and it was difficult to ignore the charred marks on the surface. Like the "coke" that Zeng Lai found in the showroom, this is also an item that leaves traces of flame burning. Yu Xing has already included things with this characteristic in his collection list.

He used a little force to open the twisted cap of the medicine bottle and poured out the few round pills left inside.

These round grains are very strong and did not break into powder. Instead, they survived the roasting, perhaps due to the protection of the medicine bottle. There are three round pills in total, and a small piece of its original appearance is exposed from the mostly burnt black. It is dark green and has a texture similar to cold medicine and throat tablets, but it is not a capsule and is similar to a compressed product.

Yu Xing studied for a while but couldn't find the medication instructions on the table. The bottle was large and inconvenient to carry around, so he put the **** alone in his jacket pocket.

These medicines are obviously no longer edible. They have suffered unknown burns. Not to mention how little efficacy they have left, the black stuff on them makes it unpalatable.

 Putting down the medicine bottle, Yu Xing rummaged around in the small sofa again and removed all the cushions. He was a furniture destroyer.

 In fact, the small medicine bottle can be regarded as a message. It would be normal even if there is nothing more found in this bedroom, but Yu Xing just has an intuition that what should come has not yet come.

After a while, there was only one last thing he left unchecked, and that was the bed in the bedroom.

This is a single bed, white, with neat sheets without any wrinkles. The quilt is neatly folded and placed at the head of the bed, and pillows of the same color are piled on top of the quilt. It is a scene that patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder will find extremely comfortable. .

 The next second, Yu Xing got rid of the obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.

First it was the quilt, then the sheets, no matter how neat it was, it could not escape the claws of the house-destroying Yu, but unfortunately there was nothing caught in it. He then picked up the pillow and patted it, opened the zipper, took out the cotton and looked inside.

In the middle of the destroyed cotton, something with a different material was exposed. The corners were slightly yellowed and curled, as if to say: I am here. Can you please take it apart gently? ?

 Oh haha.

Having actually turned over something, Yu Xing took out the rolled paper with satisfaction and found that it was a folded page.

There are signs of tearing on the edges of the remaining pages, as if they were torn off in a hurry.

Yu Xing opened it carefully, and the Chinese characters on it came into view. There was a sense of breakage at the beginning. It was obvious that this piece of paper was not the first page.

  【What once. After everything is over, it returns to its original appearance. The sky is still overcast, and those eyes that are always watching the earth are still in the sky. I can't remember how many days I've spent without the sun. In the afternoon, Alice hired a third employee. I followed her and watched the whole process. This fat man was really miserable. He was torn apart in the interview hall, but he didn't seem as miserable as I was at the beginning. I gave him... no, it should be them now. I arranged three rooms for them, hoping that they would get used to it soon. What wave of guests is this? I can’t remember exactly. In fact, I’m very curious, where did Alice find such a thing?]

 The writing stops abruptly here, and this is all the content on both sides of the paper.

 Okay, now the obsessive-compulsive disorder is really suffocating me. Yu Xing squinted and looked at it again, thoughtfully.

It looks like this is a page of diary, but what is different from an ordinary diary is that the ink on the paper does not look like handwriting, but looks like it was printed on it. The block letters are clear and clear, as if they were torn from a certain book. The same.

What is even stranger is that in addition to these printed handwritings, there is another kind of handwriting that annotates next to certain words and phrases.

The [Interview Hall] was circled, and a not-so-pretty scrawled handwriting said: "I went there secretly, it's on the first floor, but... ugh."

[Fat Man] has a cross drawn below, and the annotation next to it is: "Our chef, the only... no, the only three kind people in the castle, my God, today I found out that he was once the same person. No wonder there are three The chefs look exactly the same. Ugh, I really want to throw up. How did you do it? This castle is too scary. I don’t want to go on a graduation trip. I want to go home.”

[Which wave]: “I don’t know which wave we are in. The forensic doctor speculated that someone else had been here before us. I didn’t believe it until I found a finger in the room. Ugh, vomit. "

Although these annotations are scrawled, the writer controlled the font size to a very small range, as if he were writing a cheat sheet for school, filling up the blank space.

Yu Xing was silent for a moment, feeling that he really saw in these words a young man who was "vomiting, vomiting, vomiting". Perhaps he had just graduated from high school, or maybe he had graduated from college. If he was from high school, his college entrance examination score would definitely be deducted. There is nothing left.

This piece of paper contains a lot of information.

 He had calculations in his mind, his mind was clear, and his guesses about Alice's Hell game had reached a very detailed level.

Yu Xing folded the piece of paper again and took it with him. After thinking about it, he piled the checked quilts and pillows on the ground, and used his strength to lift the bed board with his bare hands...

 Yes, demolishing the house is the last step. If you don’t do it, it will be in vain.

Unfortunately, there is a dirty area under the bed board that has never been cleaned. Spider webs, accumulated dust, unknown traces of condensation, scattered hair, and tiny nails...are all confined in this closed space for people to see. One glance and I don’t want to look at it again.

Yu Xing only looked at it for two seconds before covering the bed back in disgust.

 In fact, most people have this kind of situation under their beds against the wall at home, but how many people are willing to face it... except for the annual cleaning.

 He straightened up and saw that the task of entering the room became [4/10], and finally decided to let this room go.

Before going out, he turned around and looked in the mirror again.

 He had checked the mirror just now and found that there was nothing hidden, but his good friend didn't come, so he was a little disappointed.

His ghost notice has not been updated for a while. Judging from the way Bai Mian died, the ghost that killed Bai Mian was most likely the corresponding ghost of Bai Mian. After Bai Mian died, this kind of monster disappeared from the castle.

I don’t know if he can still make up the progress of the notification if he gets the corresponding props after disappearing.

I quite want a reward...

So good friends, come and check him out, he wants to trigger the notice, **** it.

Thinking about this, Yu Xing glanced at Zeng Lai who was rummaging through boxes in the opposite room, and said gloomily: "I'll go to the next room to have a look."

Zeng Lai, who was busy, didn't look back and gave him an OK gesture. It wasn't until Yu Xing's footsteps moved that he reacted belatedly -

 Why are you not happy hearing Xing's tone?

The senior gambler looked back with some doubts, but saw no one. He only saw the opposite room that had been almost demolished. The small lamp was not turned off, clearly reflecting the tragic situation in the room.

　　　…”

 Hey guys, you are taking your anger out on the room!

 It's a good thing that he didn't know the reason for Yu Xing's depression. If he knew that Yu Xing wanted the ghost to come to him, he might have staged a performance of beating his teammates on the spot.

 …

 The layout of the next room is similar to the previous one, with slight differences in decorations, but the layout of the furniture is the same.

Yu Xing's eyes have adapted to the darkness, and now he can see the general outline of things in the dark. He walked to the table in the dark and turned on the lamp with ease.

light is on.

Yu Xing saw something moving beside him out of the corner of his eye. He subconsciously shrank his pupils and looked over there...it turned out to be a mirror.

The position of the mirror has changed, but generally speaking, it is still placed in a conspicuous place in the room. At this time, it is reflecting Yu Xing's well-proportioned and slender figure, and reflecting the faint light of the desk lamp.

Yu Xing’s eyes lit up—the mirror in this room is more likely to scare people than the previous one!

He has long discovered that this castle combines many elements with the intention of giving the "sins" of "tourists" a more comfortable environment for activities. For example, if there are "good friends", then there will be unnecessary activities in the castle. If there are ghosts that need a closed environment to kill, there will be many cabinets for people to hide in the castle; if there are ghosts in the form of sculptures, the castle will be filled with stone statues, which will play a natural role in confusing people. It makes people hard to guard against.

The mirror is inexplicably prominent in the room in the corridor on the fifth floor, which has exposed the fact that the castle here is facilitating the activities of some ghost. Yu Xing pretended not to notice anything and copied what he had done in the previous room. However, this time he did not find any objects with scorch marks, nor did he find any broken pages.

 Get nothing.

He stretched out, moved his wrists, and was about to leave, when he heard a gentle knocking sound from behind.

He was in a walking position at the moment, facing the door and the dark corridor outside the door, with his back to the mirror, so the knocks behind him could only come from the mirror!

"Da da da."

　　The knocking sound sounded regularly at a very slight but certainly audible volume, as if to attract the attention of the people in the room.

Yu Xing's eyes slightly bent, and the ends of his upward eyes showed the pleasure of succeeding in his plan.

That's right. He deliberately separated from Zeng Lai and deliberately left him alone. The dagger was also hidden under his clothes and was not exposed. He was simply sending an unarmed and perfect killing target in front of the ghost. If [good friend] doesn't come back again, It's too unreasonable to pinch this soft persimmon of his.

 When he turned around, the calmness on his face had disappeared, replaced by a slightly frightened expression.

“Who?” Yu Xing asked tremblingly.

"Da da."

 The response came from the large oval mirror.

Yu Xing hesitated and walked closer carefully, and saw his own face reflected in the mirror.

Different from the fright on his face, he was separated from himself in the mirror, showing a very friendly and cordial smile.

Yu Xing was very scared: "What do you want to do?"

The person in the mirror seemed to expect that he would ask this, and did not show any malice. He raised one of his two drooping hands and waved at Yu Xing, as if to say hello.

  【You found a "good friend", the ghost notice has been updated】

"This is consistent with Huai's description..." Yu Xing commented secretly in his heart, then thought about it, and raised his hand and waved despite the dazed expression of the person in the mirror, which can be said to be very polite.

The person in the mirror looked at him in silence for a moment, then curled his fingers and waved, just like "come here" among friends.

"Don't go!" Yu Xing said reluctantly, "If you can't get out, just play by yourself."

 He turned to leave, but suddenly found that his lower body was a little stiff.

The movement of his legs became very difficult, as if his brain was giving an order, telling him not to walk, not to walk, and that he should get closer to the mirror.

 “Da da, da da.”

The knocking sound on the mirror became louder and faster. Yu Xing looked over again. He saw that he in the mirror did not move, but the knocking sound became louder and faster.

Following this regular sound, Yu Xing involuntarily moved towards the mirror step by step, as if his legs and brain were split into two individuals.

 The brain says, don’t go, it’s dangerous.

Legs said, don’t be afraid, charge!

Then the only thing left free is the hand.

Yu Xing walked over step by step and almost reached Jinqian. The mirror was placed on a special table. Yu Xing held the table with a snap, using the force between them to push against himself.

Seeing that he did not come closer, the "good friend" in the mirror smiled even deeper. It tried to open its mouth, but the words it spoke were a little jerky, but the words it said were very close to Yu Xing's tone.

It said to Yu Xing in Yu Xing's voice: "I am your best friend, why don't you hold hands with me?"

As he spoke, he raised his other hand.

Why is that hand hanging down?

 Because, a pair of long sharp scissors, shining with cold light, was slowly lifted up by Yu Xing in the mirror.

  6000 big chapters! For the sake of continuity of the plot, there are no chapters, so just treat it as two in one.

 (End of this chapter)