Tourists who were clamoring to explain and change rooms were blocked at the front desk, and only two staff members were at work, and they were also helpless about the situation on the ship.

The passer-by glanced up at the clock on the wall, his eyes rolling, a strange smile appeared on Mu Ne's face, and the expression on the face of the staff walking opposite him was the same as his.

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It was dark, the wind was blowing at sea, and the waves were even rushing to the deck at their highest, and the weather made the ship look a little gloomy.

Inner cabins.

Feng Jie pulled the player who had just left the door in the aisle and said, "Don't you think that the people on the boat are getting more and more wrong."

"What's wrong?" The player's head is lowered, and his eyes are like cold glass beads, and he has no life.

Feng Jie hadn't noticed the change in the player yet, and continued, "Some people ...... It's not like the feeling of a living person, it's creepy to look at."

"Really?" The player said quietly, the corners of his mouth moving stiffly.

His voice was strange, as if he was suppressing something.

Feng Jie's body shook, and finally realized that the person next to him was looking at him with a gloomy face, and the person who was still calling him a brother and a brother yesterday and discussing how to clear the customs has changed his face today.

"Do you think I look like a living person?" The player grinned. Z.br>

After he said this, the originally slightly gloomy aisle was faintly darkened, and the coldness came from no one direction, Feng Jie's legs were frightened, and he spoke tremblingly,

"I, how do I know, don't be kidding."

The player was still staring at Feng Jie, as if he was not satisfied with this answer.

Feng Jie's palms oozed cold sweat, his back was cold, and he almost shouted, why was he so unlucky, he first saw a female ghost in a bar, and now he bumped into a player who had become a ghost.

Just when Feng Jie felt that he was going to die this time, several players he knew got off the elevator and walked this way.

Feng Jie almost ran to Yao Fu while shaking, and didn't say a complete sentence for a long time, "Over there...... I ......."

Yao Fu turned her head to look over, only to see the player's pale face and closed door.

Without a moment's hesitation, several players immediately turned around and left the fifth floor to enter the restaurant.

"What's the matter with him?" Yao Fu asked the player just now.

Feng Jie gasped, "I don't know, he was like this when I talked to him, he scared me to death."

"People should be dead, just like the people on the ship."

Yao Fu looked around, the restaurant was very deserted, and it was not as lively as the previous few days.

"Zhang Da has survived until now, maybe the props have been found by him." Some players said again, "Otherwise, in the past few days, our players on the fourth and fifth floors have not gained anything from jointly searching for clues."

It is easy to say that the non-public areas of the ship could not be entered a few days ago, but now no one cares, and it is easy to sneak in, but there are some places where ghosts will be encountered.

"Zhang Da's mental state doesn't look like it, it's not necessarily that he found a prop." Yao Fu's words changed, "I still think that those people on the ninth floor are not simple."

"Sister Yao, you mean, the props are in their hands?"

"It's hard to say, wait for me and Wu Wen to go and find out the wind."

What Yao Fu didn't say was that the steamer was originally scheduled to sail for a week, but today's time has arrived, and something will definitely happen.

These players who look up to each other have joined forces in private, and the rest of them are most suitable for mines.

The player just now tried to enter the cargo compartment below yesterday to look for clues, and then ran out of the ground with a rolling belt, and the people were gone at night.