The clue of "door" was the first situation that Xu Lang began to think about after entering the task, and with Yue Yinian's death, this point made Xu Lang begin to be more confused.

Whether it is a dead end or a life path, there is no answer to this day.

Xu Lang looked at the petite skull in his hand, repeatedly looked at the four words on the back, "Don't open the door", and fell into deep thought.

Obviously, this was carved by the person who had taken Yue Yinian's two bones.

How did this person get this information?

In fact, the information point of not opening the door coincides with Xu Lang's previous speculation, but there is a lack of evidence!

That's right, until now, Xu Lang still hasn't given up the idea that the door may become a way to live, after all, with the arrival of Song Zhuoming, he has already learned that if he wants to pass through the ditch, he can only change his position, and he can't try to escape at all.

Xu Lang began to have a very bold conjecture in his heart, but he was not capable of doing this action himself, and only Song Zhuoming had this ability among all the executors!

So, he said, "Do you want to take a look, how do evil spirits kill people?" ”。

That letterer must have found some kind of extraordinarily big clue after Yue Yinian's death, and this person, Xu Lang is eighty percent sure, is the second deceased to die today!

In other words, the reason why he was able to get this clue was most likely because he was next to Yue Yinian's room!

Maybe Yue Yinian conveyed some kind of message before he died, or maybe he was seen or heard by this person when Yue Yinian died!

Then, the most important thing now is to fight!

The death of the executor often reveals unimaginable clues, and the most suitable person to be this eyewitness is Song Zhuoming!

Xu Lang stared at Song Zhuoming's clear eyes, and read a trace of hesitation and hesitation from them, he didn't open his mouth again to induce persecution with words, just quietly waited for his answer.

Song Zhuoming was also struggling a little in his heart at this time, he was just an ordinary teenager in the extraordinary, and he was a newcomer, this was his first mission but he was facing such a major pressure, which made him already have a trace of urgency and trembling.

Judging from the current situation, his presence will play a crucial role in this mission, and it is his participation that makes the original unsolvable task regain the hope of completing the task.

Xu Lang's words and thoughts, he already understood that if he went to see how the evil spirit killed people, he would definitely get unexpected clues, but correspondingly, the risk was extremely huge!

The evil spirit only kills one person a day, but once the evil spirit finds out that he is also present, will it be the executor in the original room who will be killed, or will it be in order to seal the mouth and change the target of the killing, and attack him?

It's just an unknown!

Having said that, the evil spirit kills one person a day, this law is also repeatedly deduced by Xu Lang and him, whether this is really the case, it's hard to say......

Song Zhuoming held his breath, his small hands repeatedly grasped the corners of his clothes, and the handsome face on his face had a hint of urgency due to the struggle at this time.

These thoughts are a long story, but in fact, it is only a psychological change in a few seconds, and in the end, Song Zhuoming knew the truth that hesitation would lead to defeat, so he breathed a long sigh of relief and met Xu Lang's gaze.

The voice was slight, but there was firmness in the tone, "I'll go!" ”

After Xu Lang heard Song Zhuoming's answer, he was not so happy at first, but a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting, and finally changed to a kind smile and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"The next deceased will be Cao Yada in room three, now that most of the second day of the mission has passed, I suggest that you estimate the time early, and lurk near his room before the leather-clad figure delivers the food, and observe carefully."

Song Zhuoming has already made a decision, and he doesn't think about it anymore, but takes Xu Lang's words to heart, in fact, without saying it, Song Zhuoming has already begun to plan what to do next.

Looking at Song Zhuoming's appearance, Xu Lang knew that there was no need to say anything, as long as everything waited until tomorrow, maybe there would be a major breakthrough in the progress of things!

Xu Lang slowly stood up, took out the cigarette case from his arms, took out a cigarette and lit one, swallowing green cigarettes, as if thinking about something.

And Song Zhuoming also stood up, the bones on the ground could no longer reveal any valuable clues, he looked at the cigarette case in Xu Lang's hand, stepped forward and said, "Brother Xu, can you give me a taste?" ”

Xu Lang was a little surprised when he heard this request, but he still handed him the cigarette case, Song Zhuoming looked at Xu Lang's smoking, took out a cigarette, and lit it with a lighter like an adult.

After taking a deep breath, he swirled in his mouth for a moment before he spit it out, followed by a violent cough that turned his whole face red.

Xu Lang looked at him with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Why do you want to try something you shouldn't try?" ”

Song Zhuoming raised his head at this time, his face was red, and there were already tears in the corners of his eyes, and he didn't know if it was choking or other reasons, he picked up the cigarette butt that fell on the ground again, wiped it a little and put it back to his mouth.

This time, he seriously imitated Xu Lang's smoking action and inhaled a mouthful of turbid tobacco gas into his lungs.

Soon after, he breathed out the smoke with great ease, "There are things that can't be done, and you have to do them." ”

Xu Lang no longer looked at him, but looked at a corner of the room with blank eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, while Song Zhuoming smoked the inferior tobacco hard, and coughed slightly from time to time.

After a while, he began to feel a little dizzy, the discomfort of carbon dioxide entering his lungs for the first time, but it was also a feeling that old smokers could not recall.

At this time, Xu Lang's cigarette had burned to the end, and after he threw it on the ground and stepped on it, he looked at Song Zhuoming, who was a little dazed, and asked: "The leather-clothed figure once hummed an extremely strange song when he passed by the door of my room, I always remember where I heard it, but I can't remember what it is?" ”

Song Zhuoming waved his hand to disperse the smell of smoke, frowned and asked, "What kind of ballad?" ”

Xu Lang paced in place for a while, and then opened his voice and gently hummed the melody, although there were some staccato and pitch changes, but Song Zhuoming still heard what kind of song this was at once!

"Brother Xu! Are you sure he's humming this song? ”

Xu Lang glanced at him a little strangely, "Do you know what song this is?" ”

Song Zhuoming's face became even more strange, and then he opened his mouth and sang the original ballad......

"Little rabbit, open the door, hurry up, I'm going to come in......"

The more Xu Lang listened, the tighter his brows wrinkled, in fact, almost everyone knew what kind of song this was, this is a popular children's song!

The expression on Song Zhuoming's face was very rich, and it was over after singing this sentence, and he said with some confusion: "Are you sure it's this song?" ”

"Sure."

"How can an evil spirit sing such a song?"

Xu Lang looked at the direction of the door, and it was related to the door again!

"Do you remember, what story this nursery rhyme tells?"

Song Zhuoming is a young man in the end, and he told the general content of the story when he opened his mouth: "The mother rabbit went out, leaving a few little rabbits to stay at home, and a big bad wolf pretended to be the voice of the mother rabbit and tried to trick the door into eating them, but was recognized by the rabbits, and the big bad wolf sang this nursery rhyme during the period!" ”

Xu Lang listened to this well-known story, his brows furrowed even tighter, and he began to pace around the room.

"Now I'm almost certain that the leather-clad figure is the evil spirit imprisoned in room eight, but why is he humming this nursery rhyme?"

"Door", and it has something to do with the door!

Xu Lang's face was a little bad, the clues of this iron door had already hollowed out Xu Lang's mind, judging from the two dead people upstream, the iron gate should be inseparable from the evil spirits and the dead end!

But now there is another clue of a nursery rhyme, pointing to the iron gate again.

The evil spirit plays the role of the big bad wolf in this mission, and these executors are the rabbits behind the door, is the dead end being tricked by the evil spirit into opening the door?

"No, no, no", Xu Lang still didn't understand, with the situation that the executor was in, he didn't have the power to take the initiative to open the door at all......

Does the evil spirit also have no power to open the door?

Thinking of what he called the "cell boss" theory, maybe the way to survive is to desperately keep evil spirits out of the room?

However, there is no time limit for this mission, even if the evil spirit is not allowed to enter the room, it can be saved from death, and such a long time of imprisonment and starvation can starve the executors to death!

Xu Lang clearly believes that the breakthrough of this mission has been found, and it is precisely because of the moment when dawn is about to break that the clues that are chaotic into the sea of smoke and layers of fog are more likely to be confused.

Two dead, murder in a closed room, and the disconnection of news make the already difficult mid-level mission even more tricky!

Xu Lang looked at Song Zhuoming, and after thinking twice, he said: "Don't worry about these things for now, I think the key to the matter is to see with your own eyes how the executor died, and I can only leave this to you!"

Maybe by this time tomorrow, we'll be able to figure out the mystery now! ”

Song Zhuoming nodded, looked around the room, and finally said to Xu Lang: "I've been there for too long, Zhuo Yan must be very scared, I'll be here today, tomorrow I'll go to room three to watch Cao Yada's death, maybe all the puzzles will be revealed!" ”

When Xu Lang heard him talk about Song Zhuoyan, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't show anything, nodded with a smile and let him go.

And when Song Zhuoyan re-entered the entrance of the south wall, the smile on Xu Lang's face immediately dissipated, as if all the previous amiable expressions were just disguises.

He looked at the disappearing shadow of the handsome young man, the corners of his mouth were cold, and his tone was as rational as a piece of ice, "Song Zhuoming... You're more complicated than I thought, how long can you wear this mask"

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