Wang Jingwen wore a plain hospital gown and sat quietly in front of the window. Now, she's calm, quiet, safe, familiar, and at peace with her. She doesn't have to worry about any threat when she stays here, she doesn't need to think or suspect anything, she just needs to recuperate in peace.

Dr. Nie took some pills, walked up to Wang Jingwen with a glass of warm boiled water, and whispered, "Come, Jingwen, take the medicine." ”

Wang Jingwen obediently swallowed the medicine obediently. Dr. Nie smiled and said, "Well, it is necessary to actively cooperate with the treatment in this way, so that you can recover quickly." ”

Wang Jingwen smiled faintly. Of course I'm going to cooperate, I know what I need. I haven't forgotten what you said to me - the outside world is waiting for me, and there is my new world.

(End of second story)

Xu Wen's story is over. In the end, the tense and exciting* and unexpected ending made everyone look at this middle-aged man who was not good-looking and cowering.

And there is one thing he has done very well - the overall structure and plot setting of this story are not similar to Yu Chicheng's story at all.

Shajia said to Xu Wen in an admiring tone: "I really didn't expect that you, a male writer, could conceive a story that portrays women's psychology so delicately. ”

Xu Wen bowed his head and said, "It's over." ”

"It's a good story, indeed." Xiahoushen said, "Then, let's start scoring." ”

Beidou was about to get paper and pen, when he suddenly remembered that there was another person who hadn't come. He pointed to Wei Chicheng's room and asked, "What about Mr. Wei Chi, are we going to call him?" ”

After he said this, everyone seemed to remember this.

Xiahou Shen looked at his watch and said, "It's half past ten now, why has he been in the room for so long?" ”

"Maybe I'm already asleep." Moby Dick said.

"Shall we call him, then?" Beidou asks everyone's opinions.

"Call him, or he'll think we're completely disrespectful of his opinion." Ryoma said.

"Then I'll call him." Beidou stood up from his chair.

Ryoma said, "I'll go with you." Beidou nodded, and the two walked towards the second floor together.

Coming to the door of Yu Chicheng's room, Beidou knocked on the door and shouted, "Mr. Yu Chi." ”

No response. Beidou knocked hard a few more times, but there was still no response. He turned his head to look at Ryoma next to him.

"I'll try." Ryoma was almost pounding on the door, and he shouted loudly, "Mr. Weichi, please open the door!" ”

After pounding on the door for a long time, there was still no sound coming from inside. Beidou began to feel that something was wrong, and he said uneasily, "Something can't happen to him, right?" ”

At this time, everyone in the hall stood up, and Xiahou Shen asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Ryoma said, "We pounded on the door and shouted at him, but there was no reaction from inside. ”

Xiahou Shen frowned and said, "I'll come up and take a look." ”

Everyone else followed Xiahou Shen up to the second floor.

Xiahou Shen slammed the door with his big purple fist and roared loudly: "Wei Chicheng! Are you in there? Open the door! ”

After a minute or two, Xiahou Shen turned his head and looked at the person behind him in a panic: "Something may really have happened to him!" ”

Everyone looked frightened. Nantian noticed that Xu Wen's breathing became rapid, and his body trembled unconsciously.

"What to do, let's bang on the door!" Beidou said.

"Okay, let's both slam the door open!" Xiahou Shen said to Beidou.

The two men took a few steps back, and Xiahou Shen shouted the order: "One, two......" When the count reached "three", he and Beidou slammed into the wooden door with all their might, and with a "boom", the door slammed open. Xiahou Shen and Beidou couldn't control their momentum and staggered forward. Before he could stand firmly, he heard Chiaki's heart-rending screams behind him. They looked up, looked at each other, and gasped in fright.

On the fabric sofa facing the door, Yu Chicheng sat on it, his head hanging to the side, and a sharp fruit knife stuck in his chest. He was covered in blood, staining the couch and floor red. At this moment, the blood had coagulated, proving that he had obviously been out of breath for a long time.

All who witnessed the scene were stunned. Saga screamed and threw herself at Nantian, twisting her face away. Nantian was also shocked and his mind went blank.

The calmest among the crowd was Chris, who walked up to Wei Chicheng's corpse, observed it carefully for a while, and then pinched the corpse's arms and thighs, and said, "It seems that he has been dead for at least five or six hours." ”

"How do you know?" Lake asked.

"His whole body was already stiff, the corpse spots were fused into large patches, and his lips were starting to wrinkle — all the signs were that he had been dead for more than six hours," Chris said. ”

Ryoma stepped forward to observe for a while, and said, "Chris is right, Yu Chicheng has indeed been dead for several hours. ”

Qianqiu snorted and asked, "You guys...... How do you know so much? ”

"As a mystery writer, it is common sense to extrapolate the time of death." Ryoma said.

"Wait, you say he's been dead for five or six hours, but ...... How is this possible? Saga covered her mouth in horror.

"What's wrong?" Goth, who was beside her, asked.

"I remember...... At a little after seven o'clock, Beidou went to the door of Mr. Wei Chi's room to call him, didn't he still tell Beidou at that time that he was a little uncomfortable and didn't want to come down? ”

"That's right!" Xiahou Shen said, "When I told the story, it was a few minutes after seven, and now it is ten forty, which is just over three hours. And at seven o'clock, Wei Chicheng spoke to Beidou, proving that he was still alive at that time - even if he was killed later, how could he have been dead for five or six hours? ”

Lake looked at Chris and Nantian and said, "Are you wrong?" ”

"No, they're not wrong." Araki stood in front of the corpse at some point, he looked at the corpse and said, "If the time of death is only more than three hours, it is impossible to have such a large area of corpse spots." ”

Xiahou Shen looked at Beidou: "Did you hear it clearly at that time?" Did you really hear him talk to you? ”

Beidou sweated on his forehead, and said with a shocked expression: "I did hear it!" He seemed to say that he was a little tired or a little uncomfortable, I can't remember...... But I'm sure he spoke to me! ”

Moby Dick stared at Beidou: "At that time, you were the only one to call him, whether he had spoken to you, only you know." ”

As soon as Moby Dick said this, everyone looked at Beidou with suspicion.

Beidou was completely flustered, and he defended in a panic: "Don't look at me like that, I really heard it...... Besides, why should I lie? Isn't this intended to make you doubt me? ”

"Perhaps, you underestimated us and thought we couldn't tell when a body would die?" Darkfire said.

"When I listened to the story, I was with you all the time, how could I go to the second floor to kill someone?"

"You're going to kill him in the afternoon, right?" Beluga Dick approached him and said.

"Are you the 'host'?" Goth stared at Beidou.

"No, it's not! I have nothing to do with him, so why should I kill him? Beidou shook his head and slowly retreated to the wall.

At this time, Ryoma suddenly asked abruptly, "Beidou, have you read my book "Escape from the Island of Evil Spirits"?" ”

Beidou didn't know why Ryoma asked such a question at this time, he stayed for a long time and replied, "Yes." ”

"Tell me, then, what kind of story does that book tell? How does the story end? Also, what are the names of the heroes and heroines in the book, as well as the murderers? ”

Riker asked Ryoma, "What are you asking him for?" ”

Ryoma made a "don't interrupt" gesture and stared into Beidou's eyes: "Can you answer?" ”

Beidou settled down and answered a few questions asked by Ryoma smoothly in five minutes.

Listening to Beidou's answer, Ryoma exhaled and said, "He can't be the murderer." ”

"Why?" Lake and Chiaki asked together.

Ryoma said, "In my book 'Escape from the Island of Evil Spirits', there is such a plot as a detailed identification of the time of death. If Beidou were the 'organizer', he would not have thought that I didn't even know how to judge the time of death of a corpse after reading my book, that is, he wouldn't have made such a low-level mistake. ”

"Yes, yes! Ryoma is right, if I were the organizer of this event, I wouldn't be so stupid and caught so easily! Beidou hurriedly agreed.

"But if you're telling the truth, how can you explain the current situation?" Moby Dick looked at Beidou, "You heard Yu Chicheng speak to you more than three hours ago, and his corpse indicates that he has been dead for five or six hours—could it be that the corpse is talking to you?" ”

As soon as he said this, the terrifying associations triggered made several people present shudder.

"And there's an important question." Nantian said, "If Mr. Wei Chi was still alive more than three hours ago, then who killed him?" I remember when Mr. Xu Wen was telling the story, none of the 13 of us had ever left our seats – none of us had the opportunity to kill. ”

"Could it be...... In this big house, there is another person hidden? Saga turned pale.

"If that's the case, then this 'game' is too boring. I don't think that's what the organizers wanted. Chris said.

Dark Fire looked at the corpse and said, "By the way, where did the knife that killed Yu Chicheng come from?" ”

"Apparently hidden in a secret place, a place that only the organizer knows." Goth said.

Nantian was silent for a long time and said, "I think, are you ignoring a question - why will Wei Chi be killed?" ”

And all the people looked at him.

Nan Tian said with a serious expression: "According to our previous analysis, if the mysterious organizer wanted to kill us, he would have been able to attack us when we were unconscious, and he would not have waited until now. And now that Wei Chicheng has been killed, I think there is always some kind of reason, otherwise, why did that person wait until this time to kill him? ”

"So what do you think is the reason? Why ......"

Before Chiaki could finish his words, suddenly a shocking voice sounded in the whole house, it was a chilling and terrifying sound coming from the four speakers at the top of the house.

"Guys, I guess you've found Wei Chicheng's body now and are wondering, right? You don't understand why he was killed? Then I'll tell you. Of course, I got him out. The reason why I did this was because he broke the rules of the game that I had set. ”

Chris opened his mouth slightly and muttered, "I see." ”

The voice in the speaker continued: "I made the rules very clear from the beginning, I believe you haven't forgotten, right?" I tell you, 'The next story must not be similar in conception or plot to the previous story,' and I tell you that in the end, the winner of the game will write a book of the 14 stories he heard and what he went through. In other words, all of your experiences now are actually in my story, and this story has already begun to play out. ”

"Wei Chicheng's story is very good, even I am impressed by it. But he apparently ignored the issue. He thinks that he is the first storyteller and can use all the subject matter, but he forgets that he is a character in my story. The 'Blizzard Lodge Mode' he uses is a classic and makes a fatal mistake - because in my story, you are right in the closed Blizzard Lodge Mode! So, unfortunately, in order to warn the rest of you, I can only do things according to the rules. I hope you don't make that mistake again, good night. ”

The voices were gone, and the 13 people standing in the hallways and rooms froze there, dumbfounded and creepy.

After a long while, Xiahou Shen exhaled heavily and sighed, "Damn, we should have thought of this a long time ago!" ”

"It's too late to regret it now, especially ......" Moby Whale glanced at the corpse, "for Wei Chicheng. ”

"Hey, did you find a problem?" Lake said in a panic, "This guy ...... I mean, this organizer, he understands our every move, and he even listened to Wei Chicheng's story! ”

"He's already among us, have you forgotten?" Darkfire reminded.

But how did he record it? If the first time he spoke to us was to play something that had already been recorded, how do you explain it this time? What he just said to us can only be recorded after yesterday's story has been told! ”

"yes, there's no recording equipment here, where did he record it?" Darkfire said.

"I think there's really another person in this house." Saga tightened her body in fear.

"No, since a fruit knife can come out of nowhere, it is not difficult to explain the recording equipment." Nantian said, "I guess there is probably some kind of dark room in this house. ”

At this time, Xu Wen, who was standing beside Nantian, suddenly trembled violently like chaff, and he shouted uncontrollably: "I knew something was going to happen!" I had a premonition yesterday! Sure enough, something happened! ”

He hugged Nantian's arms and kept trembling: "The next one is me, that person won't let me go, I know!" ”

Nantian didn't know why he was afraid of being like this, and comforted: "Mr. Xu Wen, don't worry too much, the story you told tonight is not similar to the previous story, and the organizer has no reason to kill you." ”

"No, no......" Xu Wen shook his head violently, "Look at that corpse......"

Nan Tian was stunned, he and the others looked at Yu Chicheng's corpse, and then at Xu Wen.

"The way he died, the people in the stories I told...... Pretty much the same! ”

This sentence crashed into Nantian like an oncoming truck, and for a moment he was stunned.

By the way, in the story called "Ghost Suspicion" told by Xu Wen just now, this is how the actor died - sitting on the sofa with a fruit knife stabbed in the chest!

This time, even Arakishu, who had always been calm, opened his mouth in shock: "If Wei Chi Chengzhen was killed five or six hours ago, then this 'plot' obviously happened before the story told by Xu Wen......"

There was no trace of blood on Xu Wen's face, and his voice was mixed with endless horror and fear: "Will that 'organizer' think...... Is this also a kind of plot similarity? If he really thinks so, then I, then I ......."

Araki suddenly asked sharply: "Why is the storyline you telling exactly the same as Wei Chicheng's death!" ”

"I don't know!" Xu Wen hugged his head in fear and said sharply, "That's a story I thought about today, and no one knows the content of the story except me!" I don't know why it was such a coincidence that his death was so similar to the plot I set! That's really ...... It's horrible! ”

With that, he let out a loud cry, and the nerve that had been straining in his head was finally broken, and under the pressure of great fear, he fainted and fell towards the wall.

"Mr. Xu Wen!" Nantian stepped forward. While holding Xu Wen up, he felt a chill all over his body, as if the fear had spread to him, making him feel cold all over his body.

Xiahou Shen walked over and put one of Xu Wen's arms on his shoulder: "Let's help him to the room first!" ”

Nantian nodded, and walked towards his room with the unconscious Xu Wen with Xiahou Shen. The rest of the people didn't want to stay in this room with a terrible corpse anymore, and they retreated. Ryoma and Beidou covered Yu Chicheng's body with the quilt on the bed. As he left, Ryoma locked the door to his room.

Xiahou Shen and Nantian carried Xu Wen to the bed in his own room and lay down, and the two exhaled together. Xiahou Shen was about to leave, and Nantian asked, "Is it appropriate for us to let him lie on the bed in a coma like this?" ”

Xiahou Shen said: "He was just a little frightened, and there was nothing serious. Wait for him to lie down for a while, and he will wake up. ”

"I'm not worried that he will be unconscious...... Nantian said hesitantly, "I'm afraid that he won't be safe." ”

"You're afraid he'll be the next victim?" Beluga Dick standing at the door said.

Nan Tian frowned: "Whether it's a coincidence or what's going on, the story he told is 'similar' to the situation we encountered - so the probability of him being killed is quite high." ”

"So what do we do? You can't keep guarding him, can you? Lake said.

Xiahou Shen pondered and said, "It is indeed dangerous to leave him here alone. Even if he breaks the damn 'rules of the game,' we can't let the killer do anything to him—okay, we'll take turns here tonight." ”

Goth frowned and said, "It's not that I don't agree with this proposal, it's just that ...... What if the guy who is here happens to be the murderer? ”

"Even if this is the case, he (she) will not dare to do it, otherwise his (her) identity will not be exposed?" Xiahou Shen said.

Just when everyone was hesitating, a cold voice said: "I remind you of one thing, don't easily position someone as a 'victim', maybe the most innocent person happens to be the most hidden." ”

Everyone looked back at Araki who was talking, and Chiaki asked in surprise, "What do you think...... Could he be acting? But if he was the host, how could he let the situation turn against him? ”

"I didn't say he was the organizer, I just reminded you not to let your guard down on someone by judging them lightly based on appearances. In this case, it is tantamount to helping the real murderer. Araki paused, "There are still many doubts about the murder of Wei Chicheng, and before we can figure it out, who is the sheep and who is the tiger - are uncertain." ”

When Araki Zhou said this, Nantian, who was leaning on the head of the bed, inadvertently glanced at Xu Wen who was lying beside him, and found that his eyelids seemed to be slightly raised. Nantian was stunned.

Could it be that he has woken up, but is pretending to be asleep? Or is it just an unconscious move in a coma?

Nantian stared at Xu Wen on the bed in amazement, but he didn't find anything wrong, and felt difficult to judge for a while.

At this time, Chiaki asked, "Then what are we going to do?" ”

"It's actually very easy to do." Araki said, "The game has to go on." Let's go downstairs first, score Xu Wen's story, and then come up and wake him up. Then, he can only be reminded to be cautious and do his own thing. ”

Everyone had no objection and did as Araki said.

Scoring, statistics, and calculating the average score.

Xu Wen's story ended up with an 8.7 points.

But when everyone went to his room, woke him up, and told him the results, Xu Wen didn't react to it at all. He just curled up on the bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt, shivering. It was clear that he was more concerned about his life than about his score.

At half past eleven, the people who had been tossing all night and had experienced the first death were panicked and exhausted, and went back to their rooms to rest.

The third day here was the most uneventful day. Perhaps everyone was still shrouded in the shadow of Wei Chicheng's death, and the remaining 13 writers barely talked and communicated throughout the day. Except for going downstairs to get something to eat, everyone stayed in their rooms most of the time. Thankfully, nothing bad happened. Even Xu Wen, who everyone thought was the most dangerous, was safe and sound. But while eating dinner, he announced a decision to the crowd.

"It's not that I don't respect the writers behind me, it's just that I've had enough fear and horror in my heart, and it's just that I'm not up at night at night, so I'm really not in the mood to listen to any more horror stories. I'm sorry, but I won't be able to participate in the evening storytelling. ”

After saying this, Xu Wen didn't wait for everyone to react, and walked towards his room with food.

The 12 people in the hall looked at his back, speechless. After a while, Nantian said, "Forget it, let him be." Indeed, the fear in his heart is greater than ours. ”

"I think he's completely like a frightened bird right now." Ryoma sighed, "In the morning I wanted to go to his room to talk to him and relieve his psychological pressure. Who knew he screamed in fright just when he heard me knock on the door. Before I could explain what I was going to do, he told me to leave quickly, and I had to leave. ”

"Sooner or later, he's going to scare himself out of his mind." Saga said worriedly.

"In fact, before Wei Chicheng's death, he showed far more panic and anxiety than we did, he told me before that he had a premonition that something would happen last night, but he didn't expect it to happen." Nantian sighed.

"He had a premonition that someone was going to die? So why didn't he tell us? Qianqiu looked at Xu Wen's door dissatisfied, "He can't have a premonition of something now, so he is hiding alone, right?" ”

"Do people really have the ability to foresee danger?" Saga said with a surprised expression, "I thought this kind of thing would only happen in the novels we were writing." ”

Xiahou Shen, who was beside Shajia, said disapprenously: "Is this a strange thing? Then the story I'm going to tell you in a moment will probably be even more incredible. ”

Chris said with interest: "Sounds like you're going to tell a true story?" ”

Xiahou Shen bowed his head and said, "That's true. The story I'm going to tell is based on the personal experience of a friend of mine. This incident is arguably the most terrifying and weird thing I've ever heard that happened in real life. ”

"Really? Let's talk about it now. Beidou was intrigued.

Xiahou Shen looked at his watch: "It's only 6:35 now, and it's not 7 o'clock yet." ”

"It's okay, it's okay to start a little earlier." Beidou said.

Xiahou Shen shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll strictly follow the game program." He turned, picked up an apple, and took a bite.

Beidou is an anxious child, but he has no choice but to be in a hurry.

It was close to seven o'clock, and the crowd sat around the circle of leather chairs again, this time with only 12 people.

Xiahou Shen is indeed a calm person, he has been looking at his watch, and when the second hand is pointing exactly to seven o'clock, he said:

"I started telling it, and the name of the story was 'Mystery Dream.'"

The story of the third night's night –