"Mr. Mondstadt." Lan Shuying stood beside him and called softly.

The coroner grabbed the white cloth stained with blood and brains, and was obviously upset that she interrupted his work: "What's the matter? ”

Lan Shuying pointed to a white-lacquered wooden wall three meters away.

There was a large radial crack with a hole about the size of a human head in the middle. Sunlight filtered through the hole, making the morgue less gloomy.

"Excuse me...... What happened at that location? ”

In the killing game, if the main line is survival, then there may be danger everywhere, so players must develop a good habit of being cautious and careful, and observe the surroundings every time they go to a closed place, maybe any detail can involve a branch.

"It's just a hole, do you have any other questions?" The coroner was impatient.

"I mean...... Has anyone attacked our workshop? ”

"Workshop? Ha, that's an interesting word...... If you know that this is a workshop, I think you should respect your work even more! Look at him, this big ice cube lying on the bed, that's what you're going to do in the future! ”

The coroner was spitting, and he couldn't see the calmness and svenness of his time outside the room.

Sure enough, this kind of profession of dealing with corpses will cause depression after a long time.

Another crazy one.

Lan Shuying blinked.

The coroner took a deep breath.

Remembering her status as an "assistant", he quickly said: "Listen, the day before yesterday, a few idiots tried to escape on the other side of the wall, and were caught and beaten up by our colleagues, who kicked and broke the rotten wood during the fight, and no one has been responsible for repairing it until now!" Also, don't ask me why I don't tinker with this stupid problem myself......"

He leaned up and stared at her with a fool's eyes, and asked mockingly:

"Is there anything worth stealing here? Or do you think these cold, hard-nosed guys will come alive at night, jump out of bed, tap dance around the room, and run away through holes in the wall? Don't make such jokes! ”

Lan Shuying nodded and agreed very seriously: "You have a point, corpses don't get up and dance...... It's impossible to beat you up. ”

The coroner probably didn't understand why she would say "beat" after the dance.

Lan Shuying added a few words: "But, I will." ”

As she spoke, she slashed him unconscious with a knife and dragged him to the base of the wall.

Because the coroner was too excited when he spoke just now, and his saliva splashed her clothes, out of revenge, Lan Shuying grabbed the white cloth that covered the corpse and covered him.

She was very careful to control the force, and the hand knife would only make him faint for a while, and there would be no sequelae.

By the time the coroner wakes up, the body will not be missing.

What is missing is just something that doesn't matter to him.

She returned to the morgue and searched the pockets of the man in red's clothes—they were cleaner than his face.

So she began rummaging through a bag of things next to the bed.

Thanks to the kindness of the police officers, who have already packed the relics of the deceased.

In the bag, she found a very familiar key - [Adventurer's House, 3F01]

Lan Shuying took out her own one and compared it with it: "The numbers and outlines are the same, they really want us to get to know each other." ”

If the man in red hadn't been hot-headed and making trouble on the street, Lan Shuying wouldn't have come to this morgue, and then she might have found the location of the adventurer's house by now and greeted him in another way.

Lan Shuying casually put it back.

Then, she found a stack of coins with bits and pieces.

The man in red shouldn't have had time to spend the money yet, so here is exactly three hundred, which she stuffed into her pocket.

"Keys, money, and other props...... such as her letter and diamond rough.

"Well, the second rough stone."

Lan Shuying was a little unhappy, because the stone that the man in red got was bigger than hers, at least twice as big!

However, the system describes the two rough stones the same, and the punctuation is the same.

"Hey, this is ......"

Lan Shuying took out a thin silver-gray clock from the bottom of the bag, a little old with traces of repair.

"It's supposed to be similar to the letter to Julis, it's a quest item to open a side quest. So, after killing other players, you can also take over his mission. Lan Shuying thought silently.

She took the edge to look at it and put it back again.

- Because I thought that this might be put on the belly by the man in red, and it was a little greasy.

"But that's not what I want the most."

What she was most interested in was the golden shroud.

So far, she and this person have matched the number of physical objects they got at the beginning, but there is only one thing missing: she has teleportation, so what about him?

"Am I guessing wrong, the shield is disposable, and he has already ruined it?"

Lan Shuying was distressed.

The police officers here have guns, and they have tested them today, and if they lack protection, the aborigines can really break their heads in one fell swoop, so she really wants that.

"Mondstadt, you're not very productive today." The voice drew closer, and there was a hint of joking in his tone.

Lan Shuying's heart tightened.

Someone's coming.

And the man was so fast, she didn't have time to run out!

Looking around, she decisively lifted the sheets and hid under the morgue.

The space was cramped, the sheets were about four centimeters off the floor, and she was lying down, and she could see the shoes and trouser legs of the visitors.

The visitor walked around the morgue: "Strange, where has Mondstadt gone, and does that guy even slack off......"

Lan Shuying was stunned for a moment.

Only then did she realize that she had just covered the coroner with a white cloth, and that Mondstadt was short and tightly covered with a white cloth, so the man probably hadn't noticed that Mondstadt had been knocked unconscious.

But he didn't leave, but approached the bed.

"This is the bastard who did the bad thing today, yo, Florus's shot is not like his level, but like someone squeezed his hand to hit it......" The man was not at all nervous about where Mondstadt had gone, but admired the corpse with interest.

From time to time, he rummaged around and muttered to himself.

Talk somebody's ear off.

As these nagging continued to torment her ears, Lan Shuying's understanding of him gradually deepened.

If she sketches a man's figure in her mind, this shadow is constantly approaching the appearance of a detective - he has a sharp eye, a clear mind, a flexible mind, and is quite good at trace analysis.

"The deceased didn't even have an access permit, like a stowaway, ah...... I heard that he also has a sister, I don't know if she came to claim the body, but I think this sister should also be an unidentified person...... Are you right, ma'am?! ”

He jerked open the sheets!

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