"It turned out that the next two days were going to be held in the auditorium on the 23rd floor of the Silver Light Building, a writer's mid-year ceremony. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info," Luo Yasen said after summarizing the information he had heard.

"In other words, we must also be inside the Silver Light Building during the entire event. However, it didn't say that you had to stay on the 23rd floor. Liu Tong said.

"In other words, there may be clues in other floors." Shi Yuan said.

"Do you know the writers? Have you read their novels? Luo Yasen asked.

"I've only seen two of them, and I haven't finished them yet." Liu Tong said.

"I haven't seen it." Shi Yuan said.

"I've watched a few ......," Mr. Wu said.

"The mission text message says we have to find someone. Since this is a writer's activity, the person to be looking for may be a writer. Let's investigate first and see who is more suspicious. Shi Yuan said.

Luo Yasen had already found the event page of the event, and everyone gathered in front of the computer to take a closer look.

"Only this person has no photo." Wu Boyuan said first.

Shi Yuan looked at the position, but his attention was attracted by the title of the work below.

"Heartless Corpse".

A memory swirls through my mind.

"Take a look at this work!" Shi Yuan said immediately.

Luo Yasen clicked on the title of the work, and immediately opened the page of the work.

Looking at the introduction and table of contents, Shi Yuan recalled the initial task.

Heartless Corpse...... Search for the body...... Shen Hongyao...... Blue ......

That novel turned out to be the work of this man?

Shi Yuan always thought that the novel was a mission prop made by the mission, and never thought that it really existed.

However, when he clicked on the latest chapter, he found that the novel in the mission had "printed" the future content early. At the time of the original mission, the author had not yet written about the plot.

"I think this writer named Bing Yan is probably the person we are looking for." Shi Yuan said.

"Don't jump to conclusions, what if it's just a trick? It's so easy to find, it's not like a quest style. Luo Yasen said.

"Anyway, let's go meet this person first. Since we are here to carry out the mission, there must be some kind of intangible privilege, such as being able to enter the activity area at will without being interrogated. Shi Yuan said.

He's in a bit of a hurry now. Although the mission has not yet begun, he is eager to fly to the 23rd floor of the Silver Light Building immediately and solve the puzzle.

After all, it's always good to finish the task early.

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Wan Yizhu looked at the event page of the mid-year ceremony, and her brows were deeply locked.

"That's not right...... I always feel like something has changed......"

She kept spinning the mouse wheel, looking up and down.

"Yizhu, are you going shopping in the afternoon?" Bao Wenqian's voice came.

"Hey, Wen Qian, come and have a look."

"What?" Bao Wenqian walked over.

"Look at this page, has it changed?"

Bao Wenqian glanced at it twice and said, "You look at it ten times a day, but you can't see it, how can I see it." ”

"Wen Qian, do you think that text message is calling us in the dark?"

"What? God is mysterious, I really can't stand it. ”

At the moment when Shi Yuan and the others received the mission text message, Wan Yizhu and Bao Wenqian also received the same text message. It's just that both of them thought it was spam and didn't care.

But now, Wan Yizhu feels that the text message should not be ignored. On top of that, the address mentioned in the text message is the place where the writers' mid-year festival is held.

She wanted to go.

"No, that text message, it's not a spam message, it's not that someone sent it by mistake, it must be, in the dark, someone is calling me to go to the mid-year festival. However, I don't have a ticket, so how can I get in...... By the way, Wen Qian, didn't you also receive a text message? Otherwise, you will go with me tomorrow, right? ”

"I'm not going."

"Go, go, I'll invite you to dinner. I always feel that I might meet a male god this time! ”

"Didn't you say that writers are ugly?"

"Who knows. Okay, Wen Qian, it's decided, early tomorrow morning, you and I will go to the Silver Light Building! ”

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"Senior, you sit down first, I'll go find out if there are any good restaurants nearby."

After Shen Xunkun finished speaking, he ran out of the door.

Xia Biao didn't care too much about Shen Xunkun's actions, but the moment he closed the door, Xia Biao had a very strange feeling.

He felt like he was the only one on this floor.

How can it be? Shen Xunkun just walked out, he should still be within the confines of the corridor, how could it be that there was no one on the entire floor?

Soon, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

The supernatural has been written for a long time, and it is really a little suspicious.

He pulled out his laptop and began to write.

The hotel conditions here are still very good, although I didn't get a single room as I wanted, but at least, I can continue to write these days.

As soon as he typed a few words, there was a knock on the door. Then, a female staff member walked in, looking extremely restrained, and her face was even more red after seeing Xia Yan.

"Summer ...... Mr. Xia...... I'm ...... I'm really ...... Not...... I'm so sorry, but I'm really trying...... I fought for it, but it didn't ...... Success ......"

"What?" Xia Yan looked at the staff member with some confusion.

"I contacted you, I said...... Single rooms can be arranged...... The result was not approved...... I'm really sorry......"

The staff member said as he lowered his head and rubbed the corners of his clothes, looking up from time to time to peek up.

"It doesn't matter, since the organizers have difficulties, I can understand that. No need to apologize, please go back. ”

"Oh...... Good...... Good...... Then, Mr. Xia, I'll ...... first I'll go first, if you need anything, you can always ...... with me Get in touch with us...... Uh, goodbye! ”

After saying that, he ran away as if he were running away.

The staff member, Lu Tingting, was in charge of phone calls. After receiving Xia Biao's photo, he immediately said that the organizer would arrange a single room, but he didn't get approval after reporting it. This time, I came here to apologize, and by the way, I took a closer look at the face that made her heart beat fast for a moment.

After meeting the real person, she made up her mind that she must create more opportunities and contact him a few more times in this limited activity time.

After Lu Tingting left, that weird feeling reappeared.

He was the only one on this floor.

If it appears once, it can be regarded as a delusion or a suspicion. appeared twice in a row, and Xia Yan couldn't help but think about it.

He stood up, walked to the door, opened it and looked out.

Nothing unusual, very clean hallway, soft lighting, just no one in sight.

The feeling of emptiness in my heart became even stronger.

He simply closed the door and stood in the hallway, feeling the strange atmosphere of the place.

What about other writers?

He thought suddenly.

Looking at the doors of the surrounding rooms, he intended to walk from one end of the hallway to the other.