Only when you are alone in a room will the sense of security go up a little.

Yang Qin stood in front of the mirror and looked at his face carefully.

Although she was financially powerful, she never spent her money on cosmetics and decorations.

The face in the mirror looked very pale, with average skin, puffy eyes, and a dull look.

He wears a professional suit. It's not a women's skirt, it's a man's suit and pants.

She felt that this was the best way to dress for herself.

However, in the face of death that could come at any moment, she was shaken.

"I'm a woman, but I've never been beautiful."

With emotion, she opened the wardrobe and rummaged through.

She found a dress that was generous and modest, but not too gentle.

Continuing to rummage, she found wigs, makeup, and some accessories.

She swallowed and stood back in front of the mirror.

"If I'm going to die tomorrow, at least let me die beautifully."

There was a hint of sadness and a hint of perseverance in her eyes, and she began to apply makeup a little clumsily.

Shi Yuan's face was solemn, and he felt very anxious in the face of Wen Yuzhe, who was hesitant.

"Captain Wen, if you change your plan at this time, your previous efforts will be in vain."

"But how do you know that your previous judgment was correct?"

"No, I can't confirm that. That's why it's verified. It must not be changed, and next time, we must continue to write about that person. ”

"But what if you're wrong? Aren't all of us in danger? ”

"Do you have a better idea?" Shi Yuan said, "Could it be that you know which name to write can be absolutely correct?" ”

Wen Yuzhe was dumbfounded.

Of course he didn't know.

Choosing to continue to cooperate with Shi Yuan and writing the same name may not be correct, and it is likely to die.

If you don't choose to continue to cooperate with Shi Yuan and write other names, it may not be correct either, and you may also die.

In that case, why not give it a try?

Shi Yuan has already explained all the reasons, and he chooses to believe him, at least he has some confidence. Moreover, there is no need to offend him.

Thinking so, Wen Yuzhe made up his mind.

"Okay, I trust you."

"Thank you."

Convincing Wen Yuzhe, Shi Yuan felt that the hope of success had increased by one point.

If it goes well, you'll be able to get those people from yesterday to continue writing the same thing next time.

As for Oranta and Qin Fuli, who didn't go to find it yesterday, he didn't plan to look for it today.

After telling the same thing to Lin Yaqing and Fang Yisheng, Shi Yuan entered the room of the voter who had just died as he did last time.

Yu Wensi died, which really puzzled him.

But now, it can only be one step at a time.

Looking around the room, Shi Yuan tried to find some clues.

The phone had disappeared along with Yu Wensi's body. Shi Yuan regretted a little, he should have snatched his mobile phone earlier. While snatching a newly dead person's phone was an extremely bizarre and somewhat disgusting thing, he didn't mind doing it for the sake of more lives in the future.

It's best if the next vote can be successful, if not, find a way to find more clues.

Before coming to the bookshelf, Shi Yuan compared it, and sure enough, he found that it was the same as Zhou Bofeng and Zhao Yiguang's bookshelves, and a book was missing.

However, there seems to be something else unusual about this room.

Shi Yuan's gaze shifted to Yu Wensi's wardrobe and bed.

There was a piece of clothing in the closet that fell to the floor. It doesn't seem like a big deal, after all, this is a frightened man, and it's normal for something to be irregular.

However, the futon on his bed was also a little irregular, which was not quite right.

Shi Yuan walked over slowly and observed carefully.

White sheets, white quilts.

The sheets seem to have some unusual folds.

"What is this?"

Shi Yuan walked over and took a closer look.

At that moment, there was a crisp sound behind him.

Shi Yuan immediately looked back and saw that a hardcover book had fallen to the ground.

He walked over and picked up the book to see that it was a book of "Three Hundred Tang Poems", and on the cover was a graceful and beautiful woman in ancient costume.

The book is not opened, and it is difficult to tell if there are any clues.

Shi Yuan took the book and flipped through it casually.

This time, a black ghost suddenly emerged from the book and hit his face.

Shi Yuan threw the book on the ground violently, and was shocked to find that the book cover had changed.

The five big black characters that originally read, "Three Hundred Tang Poems", have completely turned blood-red at this moment, and the strokes have become distorted, as if they are about to melt. And the originally beautiful woman is also like the female ghost in "Liao Zhai", peeling off her face and revealing a terrifying ghost face.

Shi Yuan immediately put the book back on the shelf, sandwiched between the two books, only the spine of the book was exposed, and then his mind calmed down a little.

The lights flickered on and off, and he suddenly had a very weird, indescribable feeling.

There seems to be something more in this room.

What is it?

He kept spinning and looking around, but everywhere seemed perfectly normal except for the overly wrinkled bed.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear someone shouting something from afar.

Who's shouting? Other voters?

Shi Yuan listened carefully, and felt that the voice seemed to come from a very distant place.

This Xenomorph Hotel isn't that big in total, is it? How could there be such a distant sound? Could it be that it is really the same as I speculated before, although there are no stairs in this building, but there is actually an "upstairs"?

But it didn't sound like it was coming from above.

Where exactly did it come from?

Shi Yuan followed the sound and slowly moved his footsteps and came to the window.

Suddenly, he understood what was going on here.

Window. Originally, there were no windows.

The shout sounded again, and Shi Yuan didn't bother to think about the window, so he leaned over to the window and looked out.

He saw a sight all too familiar.

It is the community of his own home in Haiyuan City. And the location where he is standing should be the apartment of a family opposite his house.

Looking out of the window, you can see your home.

He saw an old lady standing in the courtyard below, shouting something at the building where her house was located.

He listened carefully, and finally heard clearly.

She shouted, teacher.

"Teacher! Teacher! ”

Why would an old lady call a teacher here? Is it for your granddaughter to come to the teacher?

Shi Yuan's family lives in a high-end community with a strong cultural atmosphere, and there are many teachers and professors, and it is normal for some people to call teachers.

However, the more Shi Yuan looked, the more he felt that the direction that the old lady was looking at seemed to be her own home.

Shi Yuan's parents are both engineers, not teachers, who is this old lady shouting?

At this moment, he saw a figure appear in the window of his house.

His heart pounded.

There is obviously no one in his house. Who will that figure be?

The figure opened the window and leaned out slightly.

Shi Yuan's eyes widened, and a strange feeling came to his heart.

It was an old man, who looked to be at least seventy years old, with a white beard.

He had never seen the old man, but he felt that the old man's face looked strangely familiar.

Who is he?

While she was thinking, the old lady downstairs was very happy when she saw the man leaning out, and said, "Teacher, you are finally willing to open the window." I've been looking for you for more than sixty years, and I've finally found you. ”

At this moment, Shi Yuan suddenly understood who the old man was!