Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 536 The real ghost of "Twilight Manor"

"Then let's go find the clock now?!"

"We have mobile phones. We can look for other clocks with wrong times and identify them face to face as the real ghost!"

Wu Dading was ecstatic in his heart!

He...can survive!

"Let's go look for it separately now, before the safe time has passed. The ghosts can't attack us!"

Tang Yiwei said to the two of them.

Both agreed to come down.

The three of them split up. Tang Yiwei almost went straight downstairs and walked in a certain direction.

In the darkness, his mobile phone screen was slightly bright, and the corners of his mouth were raised crazily.

In fact, there was no need for Shen Youyu to remind him, although Shen Youyu had no chance to remind him.

He had suspected something was wrong with Zhao Yi early on.

Arriving at the outer hall of the main building, which was filled with plaster statues, he looked at a huge wall clock above his head, hanging on the patterned wallpaper.

Tang Yiwei, who has been addicted to detective novels for many years, is a monster in details.

After Guan Kaixian's death, they passed by this place when they went to Yanta, and again after coming back... He had actually noticed that one clock was a few seconds slower than the other clocks.

This is the clock in front of me.

Ta-ta-

The familiar sound of leather shoes came from the corridor behind him.

Zhao Yi stood next to Tang Yiwei.

"When did you start doubting me?"

he asked.

Tang Yiwei put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the huge wall clock, with a winner's smile on his face:

"When Congguan Kaixian died."

"At that time...you happened to be away."

"Besides, your behavior is really abnormal."

"However, after knowing the rules of the game, I did not expose you."

"Because I'm not sure whether your true identity is the one standing in front of you. Now it seems that I made the right bet."

"Last time, you didn't choose to kill me. It was your mistake."

"Now...you have no chance."

He raised his hand, pointed at the huge clock, and said:

"Mr. Zhao, this bell is the true form of the manor's evil spirit, that is... your true form!"

After Tang Yiwei finished speaking, nothing strange happened.

There are seven plaster sculptures in the house.

It's still raining outside.

A few seconds later——

Snap!

Zhao lit a cigarette, with white mist blowing slightly from his nose. He leaned on a sculpture, looked at Tang Yiwei calmly, and said:

"You're so smart."

"It's not easy for you to be fooled."

After he finished speaking, Tang Yiwei's eyes changed slightly.

He looked at Zhao Yi who was smoking, his eyelids twitching unconsciously.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Yi raised his eyes and smiled:

"The purpose of killing Guan Kaixian is to create fear, so as to quickly select those among you who have extremely high psychological quality and are a threat to me."

"The second person who died was supposed to be Shen Youyu. She discovered the key to the problem, so I decided to get rid of her first... But the moment the lights went out, Jing Qingdong, an experienced guy, actually stretched out his hand to grab me. come over!"

"So I had to kill him, I had no choice."

"As for Shen Youyu... I had no choice but to temporarily lock her up alone with a corpse. I used the corpse and darkness to catalyze the fear in her heart and slowly engulf her reason."

"Fortunately, I was well prepared, which saved me a lot of trouble."

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he tore off the band-aid on his hand.

There is a wound on the finger.

Knife wounds.

Previously, Shen Youyu had been staring at this wound.

Tang Yiwei stared at the wound for a long time, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he said in shock:

"That bloody letter...isn't the one you took from the gate of the manor at all!!"

Zhao Yi smiled slightly.

"Yes, the bloody letter you saw was written by me on the spur of the moment."

"Blood oxidizes too quickly, especially... when there is a fire and high temperature in the kitchen."

“It’s easy to create blood stains that have some sense of time.”

"In fact, from the beginning, there was no clock, no previous owner of the manor, no boring word fans..."

"Those are all preparations I made in advance. There are many more preparations like this in the manor, such as smoke tower mechanisms, elevator malfunctions..."

Tang Yiwei's face turned pale. He took a few steps back and knelt on the ground.

He was lost for a long time, then raised his head and asked:

"Why did you set up this scene?"

Zhao Yi blew out a smoke ring:

"Specially for people like you."

Tang Yiwei was stunned:

"Specially for people like me?"

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"When you got off the bus, you brought the detective book with you in your raincoat, which shows how much you like this book. People who like to read detective books usually have a problem, that is, they like to dig into all the problems. "

"As long as I lead you to the path of pursuing the truth, you will keep your head down and move forward."

"Just like I gave you a lot of psychological hints - when Yu Congyi asked me at the beginning, I told him that ghosts are not necessarily humans. In fact, I said this to you."

"Then there are the heads... If you look more carefully, you will find that I moved a lot of tiny hands and feet on the heads, so you will inexplicably feel like they are like clocks."

"Finally, after you said that the clock was the true form of the ghost, I deliberately let you see the hidden murderous look in my eyes, so that you would be more convinced that your guess was correct."

"Mr. Tang, the human subconscious is really a terrible thing... isn't it?"

Tang Yiwei smiled bitterly.

He thought he could turn the tide with his own strength, but he never thought that he was just a little white mouse running around in the maze designed by the other party...

"So... all this is your lie?"

Zhao Yi flicked the ash and replied:

"The curse rules are not fake."

"If you identify me correctly, I will die."

Zhao Yi took out another blood letter and handed it to Tang Yiwei.

The latter slowly opened the letter.

…

[Actor Zhao Yi, as the new "ghost" identity role of Twilight Manor, you need to abide by the following rules:]

[1. After the game starts, tell all other members the rules of the game to ensure that they understand the game mechanism. ]

[2. When others are unprotected, you can transform into a "ghost" and use some idealistic power to kill one of them, then return to the original place and transform into a "human" again. 】

【3. If the original body you choose is not yourself, but other "specific objects" in the manor, you must leave one or more vague clues pointing to your original body after killing. 】

【4. When one person dies, the remaining "people" will have a protection mechanism that lasts for one hour. At this stage, you cannot transform into a "ghost" or continue to kill people by any means. 】

【5. When your original body is correctly identified, you will die immediately! 】

…

Looking at the bloody words above, Tang Yiwei smiled bitterly:

"I lost."

His hands behind his back secretly pressed the phone to send a message to Wu Dading.

But soon, Tang Yiwei felt a sharp pain in his arms, and then his arms fell to the ground.

A lot of blood gushed out.

Zhao Yi took the letter back from his severed hand and said with emotion:

"Actually, a week ago... I also participated in the game of Twilight Manor as a 'human' like you."

"At that time, a group of people came to this place, and I really needed to find the ghost's body before the ghost killed them..."

"But that ghost was too stupid. After it killed the first person, it left too many flaws. In less than five minutes, I found its body."

"Then it died."

"Oh, by the way..."

Zhao Yi sat next to Tang Yiwei, who had lost both arms, and smiled at his desperate and pale face:

"Speaking of which, you have met the ghost's body."

"Well... it was the sumptuous dinner you had."

"Is it tasted okay?"

"Cooking is really a difficult thing for me. I spent a few days learning how to cook a ghost."

After that, one of his hands turned into a hideous blood claw.

And the bell in the hall rang.

Dong--

Dong--

Dong--

It's noon.

The damp cold wind outside the hall hit Tang Yiwei's pale face, making him look so haggard.

"The people behind the scenes were not satisfied with my quick completion of the movie, so they came up with a new idea - they wanted me to be the ghost in the movie, and they also found you smart guys to accompany me in the filming."

"But... the game is over."

Zhao Yi gently pinched Tang Yiwei's neck with his bloody claws in the form of a 'ghost', looked at his desperate and terrified eyes, and said:

"Life and death are determined by fate."

"Slow down."

PS: Okay, it's over, I'll clean up tomorrow, and it's over.

Good night, my dears! !

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