Zhang Yichi smelled a very strong smell of blood, and the smell inhaled into his nose and filled his chest with a very uncomfortable feeling, forcing him to open his somewhat heavy eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Yichi was lying on his back, and when he got up, he first supported his hands on the ground, and then gradually exerted himself, and soon his body changed from lying down to sitting.

When he sat up, his somewhat dazed mind finally cleared up, and his hazy eyes got rid of their half-open state. When Zhang Yichi looked at himself intently, the piercing feeling like falling into an ice cellar instantly spread throughout his body.

His mouth was open, and his Adam's apple moved upwards a few points, clearly intending to scream. However, before he could make a terrible sound, the back of his head slammed against the corner of the coffee table behind him as he stepped back.

The scream of "hiss......" turned into a low moan, and he didn't care about looking at the palpitating thing in front of him again, Zhang Yichi frowned, his expression was painful, and he collapsed to the ground with one hand on the back of his head.

After a minute of relief, the pain gradually disappeared, and Zhang Yichi gasped for breath and became much sober.

"What's going on...... he muttered as he struggled to his feet. The shock from the thing in front of him was so great that he was out of breath and didn't dare to look at it directly.

[Congratulations on being chosen to be a reincarnation.]

You will experience all kinds of worlds in this paradise.

Now, you are at the scene of a homicide. You are the murderer, and what you have to do is to clear all suspicions of the crime and avoid the police from finding evidence that can lead to a conviction within seven days.

Success, return to the original world. Fail and spend the rest of your life in prison in this strange world.

The world difficulty rating of this reincarnation is: C]

When Zhang Yichi stood firm, the strange living room suddenly began to echo with a cold voice that was emotionless and difficult to distinguish between men and women. Voices came from all directions, and the source could not be traced.

"What the hell?! Who is doing such a boring thing? Zhang Yichi looked left and right, and at the same time hammered the wall violently, but everything was so real, but the more real it was, the more mysterious it became, "Who gave you the right to do this?" ”

No one answered his words.

He glanced apprehensively at the ground in front of him, intending to leave the eerie living room. At this time, the landline phone in the living room caught his attention.

Zhang Yichi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and immediately said to the empty living room: "Have you had enough?" I don't want to be in any tricky show. If you don't come out, I'll call the police. ”

No one answered.

So Zhang Yichi decisively dialed 110: "Don't regret it. ”

"Sorry, the number you dialed was empty......"

When he heard this sentence on the phone, Zhang Yichi first looked at the phone number he entered in disbelief.

110。

No mistake was made!

Then the fire alarm, emergency number, etc. were all called once, without exception, empty numbers.

"It's a prop, right?" Zhang Yichi said to himself, and when he put down the phone and raised his head, he saw a faint figure reflected in the glass facing him.

When he saw that figure, his heart was cold, and a sense of uneasiness quickly rose. He didn't care about other weird things in the living room at the moment, and walked directly into the bathroom on the side. He didn't know why he knew it was a bathroom, but he was familiar with everything in this room.

In the bathroom, Zhang Yichi rushed to the washstand, looked at himself in the mirror, and was shocked.

"How is this possible?!" The man in the mirror was indeed him, but not the person he is now. He is obviously twenty-five years old, has experienced the baptism of society, and has experienced many vicissitudes, but he is still seventeen or eighteen years old in the mirror!

He stumbled out of the bathroom and leaned against the wall to look at what had fallen on the living room floor.

It was a corpse.

Under the corpse was a dark red blood, some of which was radiating, and blood was splattered on the table, chair, and even the walls to varying degrees.

Zhang Yichi swallowed his saliva and gasped, all of this was showing him that he had really been brought into the unknown world by an unknown ghost. And collapsed in the living room, his hair stood on end, there were multiple knife wounds on his body, and there was a kitchen knife beside him that was dyed red, which was not surprisingly the murder weapon......

What a corpse.

Instantly collapsed, he leaned against the wall and recalled the words that had just sounded in the living room......

【…… Now, you are at the scene of a homicide. You are the murderer, and what you have to do is to clear all suspicions of the crime and avoid the police from finding evidence that can lead to a conviction within seven days.

Success, return to the original world. Fail and spend the rest of your life in prison in this strange world ......]

"Is this a game?" Zhang Yichi held his head in his hands, his brows were furrowed, and his fair face looked even paler because of fright.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhang Yichi's mind set off a storm.

Eventually, he looked up. He decided to go over and check on the body first. Maybe it's just a prank, maybe after a while the corpse will stand up and squeeze out a smiling face for him and say: The trick is over, happy cooperation.

If this is the case, Zhang Yichi will definitely go up and beat him half to death.

Because this joke is not funny at all......

Even though he actually felt that the corpse was real, he still had some illusions in his mind, and he used them to make sure that he didn't break down.

Before he could walk to the corpse, he noticed the automaton on his left wrist, the glass of which had shattered and the hands had stopped. There was an abrasion on the back of his left hand, and it was fine that he didn't pay attention at first, but now when he saw the wound, the burning pain came again.

"The watch must have been broken during the fight between me and the man, so the last time the hands pointed to should be very close to the time of the man's death." Zhang Yichi looked at the hands of the watch, and the time on the watch was 2:30 p.m. At this time, he was suddenly startled, but he didn't expect that he had subconsciously determined that it was really a corpse and began to analyze it...... He shook his head and looked at the clock hanging directly above the couch, which showed the time at 6:07, "almost four hours since he died......

After knowing the time, Zhang Yichi took a deep breath and slowly moved his body closer to the corpse.

He first stretched out his foot and tentatively kicked the corpse's leg, which did not look like it was painted with makeup at all, plus the smell of blood in the air...... Zhang Yichi's profession in the real world is just a librarian, and like everyone else, he is naturally afraid of the corpses of his own creatures. He couldn't help but retched a few times, but still took a few steps back, keeping a distance of three or four meters from the corpse.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps and a happy conversation with a local accent outside the security door. Zhang Yichi's body tensed, he didn't dare to make a sound at all, and quietly listened to the sound outside.

The memories in his mind began to spread, and he remembered that the house next door to the original owner of his body was being renovated, and these renovation workers basically finished the renovation at six o'clock in the evening every day.

The sound was silent after a while, presumably the renovation worker had gone downstairs.

Zhang Yichi, who breathed a sigh of relief, dragged his tired body and sat on the sofa in the living room this time, and he tried to control himself from looking at the corpse.

Although it was May and it was not yet completely dark at six o'clock, the gradually darkening sky could no longer provide much light in the living room. The somewhat dark living room plus the corpse...... Zhang Yichi decisively turned on the light.

But the thought of sleeping in the same room with the corpse tonight made his back chill and creepy, and he had no sleepiness at all.