The night was falling little by little, and there was not a single starlight in the entire night sky, and there were no street lights outside the museum, only the light in the room shining through the open windows, which was the only light. Not enough to show the outline of the entire museum, like a background under a huge curtain, the jet black gives people a sense of oppression.

On the branches, accompanied by the crow's cry, it was like a blood-dripping ghost, like a warning sent before the blood curtain arrived.

In the corridor where the light was not obvious, everyone went back to the room, Chu Ming and Shu Xiaoran were already asleep in the room, Han Mo and Wenya had already started to rest in bed, Ling Yu was alone in the room, she was lying on the bed, there was no other brightness outside the window except for the blood-colored moonlight, so she was not in the mood to look out of the window, maybe it was for convenience or for fear that something would happen, Ling Yu didn't even change her clothes on the bed, and naturally the quilt was not covered, she just put her back close to the head of the bed and leaned on it, Don't let yourself sleep too deeply.

In the room next to Ling Yu, Qin Jian had not been sleepy, he was not thinking about the museum, but about the person next to him, what was going on? I can't help but miss someone, I wouldn't have done it before. He stood outside the window, looking at the "view", although it was only jet black.

Only one person has not returned to the room, in the room where the light is obvious, Zhang Xiaoqian is sitting on the sofa alone, the coffee in the cup has not been replaced by himself a few times, fortunately Ling Qi brought more coffee, otherwise he might fall asleep. On the long table, the food was already cold, Zhang Xiaoqian raised his head and looked at the time of the clock on the wall, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and then he lowered his head and looked at the notes he had sorted out, and the day's findings were almost finished, and the rest was just a conjecture that he had not verified.

"Ding-dong-"

A piercing sound came, making the originally quiet room seem a little panicked, Zhang Xiaoqian was also startled, and the expression on his face changed, but soon changed back. He turned his head to look for the source of the sound, and found that it was still the clock just now, and the time on it was exactly eleven o'clock in the evening.

However, this time is too early for him to start resting, and it is possible that a mystery novelist like him will be busy until the early hours of the morning every day in order to catch a manuscript. He is not sleepy at all, and it is possible that he has drunk too much coffee.

When Zhang Xiaoqian was analyzing his notes, when the sound of the clock fell, there was a sound of sound, which was the sound of walking footsteps, and the steps were relatively light and sounded very familiar.

Suddenly, the door of the room was opened, not to connect the exhibition hall, but to the door that connected the corridor, Zhang Xiaoqian subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the door, and then, out of the corridor came a person in a nightgown, that was a person Zhang Xiaoqian was very familiar with.

"Phil." Zhang Xiaoqian called Yin Fei'er's name, just like what they called when they were still in love.

"You still like to stay up late as much as you used to."

Yin Fei'er didn't speak as sharp as she had just come in in the morning, and she didn't look so cold and arrogant, like melted 10,000-year-old ice that was only willing to turn into a stream of water wandering in the river.

Looking at Yin Fei'er's appearance, she had already changed into the clothes she came in the morning and changed into a nightgown. It looks like he's been washed, so it's impossible to eat again. So Yin Fei'er should have come here for Zhang Xiaoqian.

"Once you're used to something, it's hard to change it." Zhang Xiaoqian said to Yin Fei'er.

"Yes, after getting used to one thing, other things don't seem to be so important anymore, only the one you get used to." Yin Fei'er said to Zhang Xiaoqian.

Before Zhang Xiaoqian could speak, Yin Fei'er continued: "You haven't returned to your room so late, it looks like you're waiting for me?" ”

"I can't sleep, just sort out my notes by the way."

In fact, Zhang Xiaoqian himself didn't know why he wanted to stay in this room, if he just simply sorted out his notes, he would just go back to his room, there was no need to stay in this room.

After Zhang Xiaoqian's words fell, Yin Fei'er stepped forward and sat next to Zhang Xiaoqian, and Zhang Xiaoqian did not move his body.

"Did you know there are two cameras in this room?" Zhang Xiaoqian said to Yin Fei'er.

"The upper part of the ceiling, near the bookshelf, and the other above the clock, together you can see almost the entire room, which is the most suitable place to install the camera." Yin Fei'er said to Zhang Xiaoqian.

"So you found out too."

"What? Will the things that a mystery novelist be able to discover will escape the eyes of me, a mystery game lover? ”

"Now that you think about it, you seem to be able to find the answer in every mystery game."

"That's because I know the way you design your reasoning games, just as I know your writing style."

"Hopefully, you'll be able to win in this game of reasoning."

After Zhang Xiaoqian finished speaking, Yin Fei'er laughed as she spoke, and Zhang Xiaoqian was also laughing, but Zhang Xiaoqian didn't notice that Yin Fei'er's eyes flashed with something, like glass or crystal.

There was a look of regret on her face, as if she regretted what she had done before.

"Did you find anything?" Yin Fei'er said to Zhang Xiaoqian.

She knew that Zhang Xiaoqian would not sleep at this point in time, so when she knocked on the door of his room and found that no one responded, she deduced that Zhang Xiaoqian must be in this room. She wanted to know what Zhang Xiaoqian thought.

"I think you've already noticed some of the things in the exhibition hall, the many colors, the borders of the famous paintings, and the time below."

Yin Fei'er nodded and said, "That's right, there are gaps in the ground." ”

"I'm sure a few of us must have noticed this, but did you notice anything else?"

"Is it also in the exhibition hall?" Yin Fei'er asked Zhang Xiaoqian.

Zhang Xiaoqian shook his head: "No, it's relative to the entire Museum of the Dead. ”

"How?" Yin Fei'er put all her attention in that exhibition hall, and indeed did not find the problem that Zhang Xiaoqian said.

"How many rooms do you think there are in this museum?"

"If you add the corridors, there are nine of them!" Yin Fei'er replied without thinking. Because at noon, when eating, Qin Jian seemed to have asked Ling Qi this question, and Yin Fei'er had already thought about this question in her heart at that time.

"That's right," Zhang Xiaoqian seemed to say something: "But this is just what we saw, have you noticed that this is a remote area, and it is impossible to order takeout, and our lunch at noon or the dinner on the table is prepared by Ling Qixian, but have you found the kitchen?" Another point, Jin Xi is a painter, but there is no place for him to paint, these Qin police officers all said to Ling Qi at noon, but Ling Qi did not answer positively, so. ”

"So you suspect that there is a secret passage in this museum, right?" Yin Fei'er said.

"That's right, at least it can connect the kitchen and the place where Jin Xi paints."

"And where do you think it should be?"

"I haven't figured this out yet, so I need you, a fan of mystery games, to help me." Zhang Xiaoqian looked at Yin Fei'er, as if he was confessing to Yin Fei'er.

"How can I solve a puzzle that you can't solve?" Yin Fei'er didn't dare to look at Zhang Xiaoqian, and turned her face sideways at him.

"No, we used to have a tacit understanding, and now we still have a tacit understanding, didn't you also say it, after getting used to one thing, other things are not so important, get used to one person, then others are no longer important." Zhang Xiaoqian put his hands on Yin Fei'er's shoulders. Fei'er turned to look at Zhang Xiaoqian.

"Fei'er, we don't need too many alliances between us, as long as we know each other, it's enough for us, isn't it?"

Yin Feier says:

"Yes, if you are used to a person, you may not want to have other habits, we were separated because of one thing at the beginning, and now we may all be used to it."

Zhang Xiaoqian knew that the "one person" in his mouth and the "one person" in Yin Fei'er's mouth did not mean the same thing.

Immediately, Zhang Xiaoqian let go of his hand, maybe all this will take time. Immediately afterwards, Yin Fei'er said to Zhang Xiaoqian: "However, I think this museum is indeed a little strange, many things don't seem to have been solved, and I haven't lost in the reasoning game I played, so I don't want to lose this event." ”

Zhang Xiaoqian turned his head to look at Yin Fei'er, he didn't speak this time.

They stayed in the hall for about half an hour, and finally returned to their rooms, and before leaving, Zhang Xiaoqian picked up his reasoning notebook, which recorded his combing of all the things today.

He wanted to go to bed immediately after returning to the room, and the reason why he was in the hall was probably waiting for Yin Fei'er, and now Yin Fei'er had also returned to the room, about the Museum of the Dead, Zhang Xiaoqian's attention was not on the exhibition hall, nor on the time and frame of the famous paintings hanging on the wall.

He has always wanted to understand the inner structure of this museum of the dead, and he believes that there must be a secret passage in this museum that connects to a certain or several rooms, and this secret passage is the turning point to unlock the secrets of the entire museum, like the most critical one for unlocking the secret of the treasure chest.

As the night wore on, the sound of "ding dong" was heard as the clock hand on the wall crossed the twelve o'clock, and all the wraiths wailed throughout the museum.

In that room, Ling Qi didn't know when he went in, and he knew that after Zhang Xiaoqian and Yin Fei'er turned off the lights and left, he went in alone......