Yu Ren found Pei Da's mobile phone in the room, opened it, and sure enough, there was a password.

He didn't try to unlock it, he just glanced at the notification on the lock bar.

It's all useless APP pushes.

Sure that he didn't have the information he needed, Yu Ren put his phone in his pocket, picked up the coat that had been taken off earlier, dusted it off, put it on, and then strode out of the hotel.

Despite receiving important clues, Yu Ren did not let up in the slightest.

It stands to reason that the plot of the dungeon should be halfway through now, and the target suspect has been locked, but he still hasn't received a hint of the game's progress.

Yu Ren faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

Rise.

It was still sunny in the morning, but now it was dark and dreary, as if to foretell something.

In horror movies, the weather tends to change as the horror plot progresses.

Perhaps from now on, the dungeon is at its most dangerous.

Big Brother is still unusable during the cooldown.

Yu Ren wrapped his coat tightly and buried his chin in his collar to comfort himself.

Fortunately, things are going well on his side, and when the contact props can be used, they can pass the information to Xin Rao and them.

I hope I can get out of the dungeon safely this time.

He hadn't found that important person yet.

……

……

Ginger wine squatted in the corner.

The gate not far away was crowded with uniformed NPCs, and unlike the previous doorman, these people all had the word "security" written on their backs, all holding batons in their hands, menacing.

Jiang Jiu intuitively felt that these guys were coming for her.

"Tsk, poke a hornet's nest."

If Fu Lingling was here, she would definitely say, it turns out that you also have self-knowledge?

Ginger wine twisted his eyebrows slightly.

There are too many people, and even if the quality is not high, it is very troublesome to clean up.

And she's always hated trouble.

Taking advantage of the fact that these people were not paying attention, Jiang Jiu retreated to the building, and the security guards outside had no intention of coming in to search.

Are you going to trap her here?

Jiang Jiu raised his eyebrows, if he really wanted to kill her, why didn't he rush in directly, choosing such a roundabout way, was his IQ not high or ...... What's here that keeps them from coming in?

Jiang Jiu turned around, went upstairs, and returned to Lan Jiaxuan's studio.

Passing by the public restroom, the girl stopped.

Reappeared at the door of the studio, with an extra mop in her hand.

Lift it up and smash it down.

The glass shattered to the ground with a "clatter", and at the same time, a sharp alarm sounded.

Ginger wine seemed to be unconscious, calmly stepped over the glass slag, and threw down a complaint: "The quality is not good." ”

It is estimated to be imported.

Glass of Innocent Victims: ......

Ginger wine looked around.

The studio was a little bigger than she had imagined, with dolls and crafting tools neatly laid out on the table.

Ginger wine's gaze crossed the table.

Various models of carving tools, unfinished doll parts, design sketches, and dollhouses for finished dolls......

Her gaze froze, then retreated, landing on the dollhouse.

Like a residential building, there are four rooms in total, and each scene is different.

On the upper right is a small home with a bedroom and living room, next to the home is a classroom, with lifelike blackboard desks and chairs, and directly below it seems to be a studio, with mini carving knives and puppet models that are exactly the same as Lan Jiaxuan's studio.

To the left of the studio is a room similar to a small home, but all the furniture is crooked, there is no light, and the dark patch contrasts with the cosy cottage directly above it.