[This is my story, the story that happened when I was a human being. 】

Call.

It was pitch black in front of him, and Yun Fan could only feel a stream of heat blowing into his cochlea.

Syllable.

Yun Fan suddenly felt creepy, and he raised his hand and waved it vigorously in the direction of the sound.

However...

Yun Fan swooped into the air.

[I am Fraudster Ain, and everything starts from that day. 】

The next moment, that voice suddenly appeared on the other side of Yun Fan.

And the originally calm voice became extremely poignant.

At this time, the light reappeared in Yunfan's field of vision.

[The game has officially begun!] 】

[Current mission objective: Find clues in this room to find out what happened to Al Ain.] 】

[Your current identity is: Fraudster Ain.] 】

At the same time as hearing the cold mechanical prompt sound of the system, a blinding daylight was cast on Yun Fan's face.

"Cut."

With his arms stretched horizontally in front of his eyes, Yun Fan began to survey his surroundings.

The quilt is shiny black, the sheets are patched, the old-fashioned hanger with a brown trench coat hangs, and a rotten wooden table with childlike graffiti on the top...

In your nose, you can also smell a faint musty smell in the air.

From the inside out, the cottage reflects the poverty of the homeowner.

Crunch.

Moving from the bed and standing up, Yun Fan pulled open the dusty window in front of him.

The dilapidated window seemed to be overwhelmed, making a screeching sound like a fingernail scraping a blackboard.

"Ahem."

The air currents outside the house blew the dust from the window onto Yun Fan's face, which made him raise his hand and fan it in great discomfort.

The cool air penetrated into his nostrils, and Yun Fan suddenly felt that his somewhat heavy brain had regained the ability to think.

"Huh."

Taking a big breath, Yun Fan put on a pair of black leather boots at the end of the bed and began his search.

Pushing the pillow aside, Yun Fan saw a beautiful pocket watch appear in his field of vision.

Syllable!

The thumb flicks open the cover with a slight force.

"It is."

On the inside of the cover, a yellowed photo catches Yunfan's eye.

In the photo, a woman with a delicate face is smiling sweetly at herself.

【

Name: Emily

Identity: Ain's wife

Introduction: "Ain, why do you want to steal for a living? May the Lord forgive you, my love. Emily once said so.

】

A string of blood-red fonts appeared in front of Yun Fan's eyes, emitting a faint red light.

Tucking the pocket watch into his trouser pocket, Yun Fan bent down and poked his head under the dark bed...

Two minutes later.

"Sure enough."

A smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and Yun Fan slowly moved his upper body out.

And in the palm of his hand, he was crumpling a crumpled piece of paper.

Obviously, this paper is a clue to unravel the current mystery.

Walking to the window, under the golden sunlight, Yunfan spread out the paper ball completely with small wings.

【

My love, Ain:

Why! Why am I suffering so much!

You lowly thief is free to bask in the sunshine of the Lord, while I can only hide in a cramped little dark room with cockroaches.

Ain, I'm in so much pain, help me!

Fast! Go steal, steal more, and get the doctor to cure me!

Who can save me? Should I pray to the devil or not.

A fellow patient in the same room with me said she found a way out...

......

！！！

Yours

Emily

】

The second half of the letter seemed to be shrouded in a strange fog, and no matter how Yun Fan tried to identify it, the next moment, he would forget the words in his head.

"Well, then, we can only infer it from the clues we have."

Yun Fan hugged his arms in front of his chest, and he groped his stubble chin with one hand, falling into deep thought.

First of all, what made Emily go from being a person who prayed to the Lord for forgiveness of Ain's sins to someone who told him to steal more?

The answer is very clear, and Yunfan instantly connected with a keyword eye disease!

From the letters, it is inferred that Emily must have contracted a strange disease.

And people who have this strange disease have a high probability of not being able to touch a ray of sunlight.

After figuring this out, Yun Fan continued to extrapolate downward.

"Demons, the way to liberation."

Yun Fan smoothed out the paper ball again, and he frowned, staring at the two words.

"Could this be related to the text that follows?"

Casting his gaze on the series of illegible handwriting again, Yun Fan suddenly felt that an ominous and evil aura suddenly burst out.

And just a second before that aura touched Yun Fan's palm, he moved.

Sou!

Yun Fan's body reacted instinctively, his left hand quickly struck a marble pose, his nails slamming against the surface of the paperball.

As if receiving Yunfan's wish to stay away, the paper ball quickly flew down into a sewer ditch and disappeared without a trace.

"Fortunately, when I was a child, I developed a superb marble playing skill."

Yun Fan looked at his nails with a relieved expression, just now, it had done a great job.

"Whew."

The tip of his tongue touched the beads of sweat that slid down his lips, and a salty feeling of dew fed back to Yun Fan's brain.

Cold sweat had already soaked through his thin shirt.

[The sixth sense of talent has taken effect, and there is currently an executioner not far from you, be careful!] 】

Recalling the prompt sound of the system just now, Yun Fan felt that the whole person became extremely excited.

If his movements were a few seconds slower just now, would there be an executioner in the paper ball?

Yun Fan tortured his heart, the ominous aura just now was very familiar to him, and it was even engraved in his bones!

That feeling is clearly the coercion exuded by the trap killer!

This comes from the judgment of a peak slaughtering emperor, who has long memorized the breath of the major executioners in many games.

[Recalling the scene that just happened, I felt fear from the depths of my soul.] 】

Ain's voice sounded in Yun Fan's ears, but this time, his voice revealed incomparable fear.

[I don't know what's going on, why does Emily's letters contain demonic breath?] 】

[Yes, although I don't know what it is?] But I dare to conclude that it is the devil! 】

With these two sentences, Yun Fan suddenly stumbled and fell headlong on the bed.

"Interesting."

Feeling a tingling sensation in his knees, Yun Fan looked at his swinging legs with a hideous smile on his face.

It was the same just now, if it were himself, he wouldn't be afraid of the evil aura of the trap killer at all.

However, for some reason, his body uncontrollably broke out in a large amount of cold sweat.

And now, being scared and trembling is not what he feels in his heart. Yun Fan guessed that this was how Ain, the original owner of this body, felt at that time.

"I'm scared, but I'm even more scared of Emily's departure. 】

[Forcibly dragging the numb body, I put on a trench coat and am about to start today's career as a thief.] 】

Yun Fan suddenly felt that his body was out of his control, and although he was still in first-person view, his body was taken over by another force.

With a straight face, he put on the brown trench coat, and the control of his body returned to Yun Fan's hands.

[The mission objective has been changed, and the current mission goal is: Go to the Gig Bar and steal enough money.] 】

Syllable.

The fire lit up, holding a lit cigarette in his mouth, but Yun Fan's eyes looked at a cane at the bottom of the hanger.