"Father Han, Hao Rui, or Doctor He, which name should I call you?" The masked man grabbed his throat with his right hand, stepped on his heart with his left foot, and a fierce gaze burst out of his eyes.

The man who was completely restrained did not panic, but sneered and slipped out of his hand like a smooth snake, disappearing into a thick purple mist.

"Who is Father Han?" Star Swirl asked, puzzled as she reached out to dispel the mist in front of her.

"When I was separated from you on the third floor, I met a guy who called himself 'Father Han' and took me to the confessional of the church." The masked man's tone seemed to be significantly different from before, his irritable mood was subdued, and the whole person calmed down a lot.

"Does he want you to confess your sins to him?"

"It's roughly similar to the trial you're experiencing, and it should... It's all about confusing memory. ”

At this time, the purple mist in front of them had all dissipated, and the elevator doors behind the curtain slowly opened to both sides, as if calling them to a higher level.

The two glanced at each other, and they both read a little helplessness from each other's eyes, and the fragments of their memories were still trying to piece together.

The masked man stepped onto the elevator and said to Star Swirl, who was standing still, "If you don't leave this place, you won't want to see the truth." ”

Yes, there is no turning back, they can only keep looking for an exit to leave.

Unlike the previous ones, after the elevator reached the fourth floor, the broadcast only mentioned "Hunters from the negative floor get ready", and did not mention Star Swirl.

"By the way, why do you think that the priest, the puppet boy and the doctor are the same person?" Star Swirl was still pondering what he had just said.

"Han, Hao and He are all initials H, and in my memory, this H represents a person, or a force."

“H？” Star Swirl's footsteps suddenly faltered in midair, and her hands trembled subconsciously.

"Why, you feel this way too?"

"I can't remember exactly what it is, but when I hear you mention it, I feel uneasy."

"Afraid of what?" The masked man suddenly patted Star Swirl on the shoulder, "The system has ignored your existence, this layer should be safe for you." ”

Star Swirl nodded silently and stepped off the elevator following in the masked man's footsteps. And this floor looks like an ordinary apartment, and the door numbers on both sides of the corridor read: 1201, 1202...

Walking to the door of room 1212, the masked man stopped, his face was close to the door panel, and said in some surprise: "Your name is written on it, is this your room?" ”

Star Swirl stood on tiptoe to see that there were three small words next to the number on the door number that were not easy to notice: "Li Xingxuan".

"Try it." The masked man grabbed Star Swirl's wrist and quickly pressed it towards the fingerprint lock, but Star Swirl subconsciously immediately retracted his hand.

"Don't you dare?" The masked man didn't thunder at Star Swirl's sudden retreat, but softened his tone and said, "Now that you've come here, don't you want to know why you're here?" ”

"No, my gut tells me... There's definitely something bad in there. Star Swirl took a step back, catching a glimpse of a tiny white figure flashing around the corner of the hallway.

"What's that?" Star Swirl shook off the masked man's hand and hurried towards the figure, intent on escaping the room that belonged to hers.

The masked man sighed lightly, "Maybe you're about to find an exit, why don't you face it?" He muttered to himself and strode towards Star Swirl's back.

"Meow~" A white cat in the corner gently rubbed Star Swirl's ankle with its head, a soft and delicate cat, itchy.

Star Swirl crouches down to stroke the top of the cat's head, her fingertips touching the warm cat's fur and she feels comfortable and closes her eyes slightly.

"Hey, don't you think it's strange how there are cats in this place?" The masked man holds a scythe in his hand and is always on his toes.

"Or maybe you're lost here, like us." Star Swirl caressed the cat, and for a moment simply held it in her arms.

The white cat has amber eyes that sparkle like gems in the dim light. In its pitch-black pupils, Star Swirl saw her own shadow, as if embedded in it.

"You don't mean to take it, do you?" The masked man was speechless.

"There's a familiar feeling about it, it's like... It's hard to part with. Star Swirl tightened her arms around the cat, and the cat was enjoying herself in her arms.

"It looks like a long-lost relative!" The masked man said angrily, tugging at Star Swirl's arm and walking towards room 1212.

"Don't force me!" This time, she struggled to shake off the hand that was clamping her, but she was so shocked that the cat in her arms widened its eyes like brass bells.

"The clue should be in this room," he grabbed her hand and pressed it despite her resistance, "by the way, let me see if you lied about your identity." ”

However, the finger was firmly attached to the surface of the fingerprint lock, and the door of the room did not open as expected. The masked man locked Star Swirl's hands and pressed her against the wall and asked, "You're not Li Xingxuan, so who are you?" ”

"Meow!" The white cat climbed onto the masked man's shoulder, its sharp claws slashing across the mask, and angry flames danced in its amber eyes.

The masked man grabbed the back of the cat's neck with one hand and carried it to his eyes: "Little thing, do you have a grudge against me?" ”

"I... No lying! Unless someone deliberately implants memories of 'Li Xingxuan' identity in me. Her eyes were as bright as spring dew staring at him as if she were a hunter's young beast.

The masked man's eyes were dark, his face was very close, and the distance between the two was less than two centimeters, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and stared at Star Swirl for a long time, and finally his expression was slightly relaxed.

"Let's look for clues." He let go of Star Swirl and turned back and threw the white cat in his hand to her.

The dark corridor seemed to have no end, and the two walked forward in silence for a while, finding nothing but the closed doors on both sides.

"Have you noticed, all the rooms except room 1212 are not combination locks, so the only place on this level where there may be clues is there." Star Swirl said thoughtfully.

"So what?" The masked man asked, crossing his arms.

"It's just me here, that's you, why don't you try it too?"

The masked man couldn't help but try all ten fingers on the fingerprint lock, but the door still didn't move, "You can figure it out, why don't you let the cat try it too?" ”

"You may have a point." Star Swirl's eyes lit up, and she grabbed the cat's paw and pressed it to the fingerprint lock, and with a "click", the door opened.