Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

"I think the probability of this being the old man is not high."

"Although I'm not sure, based on my sense of smell from entering the dungeon so many times, if it is really the old man, wouldn't this task be too simple?"

Li Mai glanced at Wu Hu.

Wu Hu said indifferently:

"I don't care whether the task is simple or not."

"What if this old man is really the murderer, wouldn't we save a lot of trouble?"

"Besides, even if I fail, I just lost a chance to kill the murderer."

"At most, I'll give you this key fragment."

After Wu Hu finished speaking, everyone was silent, waiting for the result.

After all, this chance to kill is Wu Hu's own, and no one else has the right to interfere.

Time passed bit by bit, and ten minutes later, the game's broadcast sounded:

[Ding~ The player failed to kill, and the owner of the apartment is not the murderer. 】

[Attention, because of your killing behavior, the murderer in the dark has noticed you. ]

[Perhaps soon, he will respond accordingly, or even wipe you out. ]

[Please find the murderer as soon as possible. ]

After hearing the announcement of the game, Wu Hu was stunned:

"Isn't the old man the murderer?"

"And, it seems that because I used an opportunity to wipe out, the difficulty of this task has increased. If we can't find the murderer as soon as possible, I'm afraid someone will be killed."

In addition to the first sentence of the system, Chen Xun and the others heard the following sentences.

So every time you use an opportunity to wipe out, it will anger the murderer?

At this time, Chen Xun glanced at the two ghost masters from the State Council Office, and then said:

"By the way, you should have found some clues in the room, right?"

"Why don't we share our clues, so that we can pass the level quickly."

Chen Xun paused, and seeing that the two people did not intend to refute, Chen Xun said:

"Let me go first. I saw a bunch of photos on the wall of my room. They were photos of a man and a woman."

"And the heads on the photos were torn off, so I think this might be a vendetta or something."

After Chen Xun finished speaking, he glanced at Li Mai and the others.

Li Mai said:

"I got the list of hotel residents in my room. In this apartment, there are more than a dozen residents besides us."

"And surprisingly, these residents are all single men!"

"And they have not been staying for long. Some of them even checked in today like us."

This clue is particularly strange.

This apartment is not for male residents only. If there are only male residents here now, it will indeed make people feel a little suspicious.

"Is it a coincidence?" Wu Hu said.

At this time, Lin Feng suddenly said:

"It should not be a coincidence."

"I have a clue that may prove this."

Then Lin Feng put the newspaper he gave to Chen Xun in front of everyone.

Chen Xun had already read this newspaper, so now only Li Mai and Wu Hu were reading it.

Soon, they frowned.

"The missing people in this newspaper are all male."

"And the residents in this apartment are all male."

"Is there any connection?" Wu Hu said.

At this time, Li Mai smiled and said:

"I'm afraid anyone can detect a little trick."

"Maybe all these missing people are in this apartment."

No one refuted this conjecture.

After all, if these two clues are connected, this possibility is very high.

"A murderer kidnapped these residents here and killed them one by one?"

"This seems a bit unreasonable."

"If they were really kidnapped, how could the owner of this apartment not know?"

Lin Feng said, and several people fell into deep thought.

This point was still unclear, and finally Chen Xun looked at Wu Hu and said:

"What about you, what clues are there in your room?"

Now that three people have given clues, only Wu Hu is missing.

Although I don't know if other people have concealed these clues, I can always know something from them.

Wu Hu stared with big eyes, then blinked, and said in a daze:

"My room?"

"There are no clues in my room."

After hearing this, Lin Feng frowned:

"Brother, we all got our own clues.The clues have been revealed. Isn't it a bit unkind of you to hide them like this?"

There are some clues in the rooms of Chen Xun and the other three people. There is no reason why Wu Hu doesn't have them.

Even if you want to hide them, you should at least reveal some other information.

Otherwise, it will make others look stupid.

Wu Hu looked at everyone's suspicious eyes and said:

"Brothers, there are really no clues in my room. There is only an empty bed, some cabinets and furniture."

"The walls are clean."

"Besides, I have no reason to hide clues. My chance to eliminate them has been used up. "

If he wanted to obtain the key fragment for this mission by hiding it, then Wu Hu really didn't need to hide it.

Because even if he found the murderer later, he couldn't kill him.

He had no chance of getting the key fragment this time.

After a while of silence, several people finally stopped struggling.

"If so, then there might be clues in this room." Chen Xun said.

After that, everyone looked at Zhao Lan on the ground again.

This guy was killed as soon as he came in, so the clues might still be in this room.

I just don't know if it was taken away by the murderer.

Then, several people started to search in this room.

This room is not big, and the furniture is also very simple.

It's just a bed and a cabinet.

Finally, it was Lin Feng who found the clue in the drawer of a cabinet.

"Everyone come and see, there is a clue here."

"It's a photo. "

After saying that, several people walked towards Lin Feng, who was holding a photo in his hand at the moment.

And the person in the photo was the old man downstairs.

"The clue is the old man?"

"Is he the murderer?"

Lin Feng frowned.

But he soon reacted.

"No, we have tested the old man just now, he is not the murderer."

"So, what does this clue want to tell us?"

Several people looked at the photo in Lin Feng's hand and began to ponder.

If this old man is not the murderer, is this photo a clue?

Or, does the old man know something?