The team's voice instantly failed, and Fang Liang and the others had no choice but to reconvene at the agreed place to discuss tonight's countermeasures.

The time was 18:06, which was an incredible dinner time for someone who often worked overtime.

Of course, in the Thriller Challenge dungeon, the only person who can be in the mood to eat unknown food is a nervous person like Cao Zhengfei.

Although there is no voice function of the whole map at any time, the system also prepares a mobile phone and random number for everyone, as long as you add friends, use the built-in communication software of the mobile phone, you can realize mutual chat.

The player who Fang Liang called "Hat" also managed to blend into the five-person discussion group.

It's just that some things don't want to talk in front of strangers, and the four of them have to set up an internal group.

There are many people, too conspicuous and easy to be targeted, taking advantage of the efforts of investigating the public bathroom, Fang Liang and the others' investigator clothes have naturally been taken off, revealing shirts and bib pants that exude the fragrance of a single dog.

Before it was dark, all five of them brought a plate of food and sat down at the table to pretend to eat, but in fact they did not touch a bite.

Fang Liang rubbed his eyebrows and typed in the discussion group: "...... That's the basic situation.,Almost everything is normal during the day.,Curse killings have nothing to do with other apartment residents.,If we want to investigate the hero's death,I'm afraid we'll have to investigate his home and specific address.。 ”

"How can you say that everyone is a cursed person, should they strike first, or do they stand still and wait and see for the night?"

Li Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "My curse, the basic characteristics have a certain predictive function, do you want us to predict who will die tonight?" ”

Lu Ming was eager to try: "My curse seems to allow me to transform and stimulate the potential beastly power, if that curse has an entity, maybe I can fight it hard?" ”

Cao Zhengfei won't talk about it, his curse is Pandora, even if he went offline to check the information everywhere to find similarities, everyone would find nothing, let alone investigate the relevant curse laws.

However, as long as you make sure that the curse chest is not opened, you don't have to worry too much about the curse being accidentally triggered.

The hat looked a little nervous: "I showed you my curse before, it's more chicken, but are we going to use it so early?" ”

"I don't know how long the copy will take, if you have to stay here for many days and use it every day, you will definitely curse the recovery, right?"

Li Xiaoyu's brows tightened, he glanced at the time, and felt that before everyone could talk a few words, the time was already close to 19 o'clock.

Suddenly, near the hallway of the apartment building, there was a deafening ringing bell.

The players or NPCs near the cafeteria and the aisle were all stunned when they heard this sound, but most of the NPCs' expressions were very cold, they just put the plates on the table, and didn't even put away the knives, forks, and chopsticks, and hurried to the elevator entrance.

"Is there a problem with this ringtone? In the structure of the apartment building, how can the bell ring the time more piercing than the bell for the end of class on the old campus of the university? ”

"There are also prompts loaded into the system, the first time it is a D-class personnel, the second time it is a C-class investigator, and the third time it is a dreamer."

"Dreamer, it's a strange name, but what is the hidden connection with the curse's killing law?"

Fang Liang's heart froze, and he quietly recorded the piercing ringtone with his mobile phone, without reminding anyone to learn from him to do this.

Because Fang Liang knew that after the dungeon started, any move could inadvertently trigger the curse's law, but the best way to understand the curse was to try to face it.

Collect, record, and search for hidden truths in the seemingly unrelated status quo.

If nothing is done, no one will dare to be the first to die, and the investigation and reasoning will never continue.

Besides, Fang Liang would never think that if he used the mobile phone sent by the system to record a ringtone, he would be cursed and killed.

As far as the guide prologue is concerned, the killing speed of that curse is relatively slow, and even if its body cannot be eliminated, it will not make people have no chance to struggle at all - they can be users of the curse, and this is the biggest difference between the player and the protagonist.

"It's getting dark, we'd better hurry up."

"Without knowing anything, the best solution is to imitate those NPCs and get back to the apartment as soon as possible."

"There are a little too many people waiting for the elevator, and it will be a delay in entering the house, so we will take the stairs to the 4th floor, and we will talk about it first."

Fang Liang was considering whether to use the Dark Forest and create a cursed doll to use as a stand-in to cover people's eyes.

Before Fang Liang could think clearly, his phone vibrated again.

When I picked it up, it was actually a message from the landlord.

[Hello new tenants! I'm the landlord, and I forgot to be busy in the morning, so I'll tell you some unwritten rules in the soft wind apartment]

[I think you also know that we are an old apartment with low rent, although it is fully equipped after several renovations, but the reinforced concrete structure between the floors is also old, in the dead of night, it is inevitable that there will be some strange noises, please don't be surprised]

[When it's getting dark, don't wander around the apartment building, it's best to go home before 8 p.m.] 】

[There will be a curfew for the doorman in the apartment at night, do not bring strangers with unknown history into the apartment for the night, go to work on time, and pay the rent normally. 】

Fang Liang's heart moved, if there were plot characters who could communicate, it would be much easier to investigate the location of the protagonist of the apartment building who was killed.

Glancing at the rest of the group, it was clear to everyone that if they wanted to understand the truth of the curse, they had to continue to probe.

Thinking about the wording for a while, Fang Liang sent a text message to the landlord.

[Hello landlord, has anyone ever died in this apartment building?] 】

Taking the stairs to the 4th floor, Fang Liang took out the key and returned to his apartment room before 20:00.

After a while, Fang Liang's mobile phone vibrate, and the landlord actually sent him several text messages in a row.

[Someone has died, of course someone has died, the world is so big, where has no one died? Dead person, isn't it weird? 】

[Anyway, we have already negotiated, don't live if you think so, the contract is also signed for one year, bet one to pay three, if you suddenly don't want to live, sublease the contract to someone else, I will let you go, otherwise you have to continue to pay if you don't live, everyone does things according to the contract. 】

Fang Liang was a little surprised: the landlord didn't even ask who he was, and he didn't hesitate to threaten him when he received the text message.

If the average poor office worker is pointed at by the landlord like this, I am afraid that he will suffer several tons of wretched gas.

But Fang Liang was just a player, he wasn't a resident of this world, he was just here to investigate the curse, and he didn't feel anything about it at all.

"It doesn't seem like a good way to communicate, but if the player can become powerful, it doesn't have to be impossible to pay the landlord out."

"Forget it, I'm not sleepy, let's check the room first."

After Fang Liang entered the house, he immediately locked the door, took out his mobile phone with his back against the door, clicked a few photos in a row, and sent the indoor picture to the group.

It was a gust of wind that opened and closed the door, Fang Liang felt a cold wind pouring into his trouser pocket, and reached out to touch it, but found that there was really something in his pocket.

I had the courage to take it out and take a look, only to see that on this crumpled piece of paper, it was written in a strange and familiar handwriting:

[Lock the doors and windows before sleeping, be careful of the apartment wifi]